Chapter 24

At this moment, Yasuo Maeda, one of the senior executives in the management department, truly realized the seriousness of the problem.

His sense of taste wasn't lost, but it appeared in places where it shouldn't have...!

The agonizing pain of not being able to sit still, the bitterness that felt like maggots clinging to bones, became more and more vivid with each toss and turn.

He couldn't even clench his teeth; he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit from time to time, but nothing came out.

This is to be expected, since the poor old man was only suffering from hallucinations, not actually tasting something indescribable.

However, the spell cast on him by Kazuma Hagoromo had such an absurd effect that it made Yasuo Maeda feel like he was living a life worse than death.

How could such a technique exist!

Damn it!!

How could such a disgusting technique exist?!

Right now, all he can pray for is that the effect of this spell isn't permanent and will dissipate on its own after a while...

That wretched brat!

Maeda Yasuo gritted his teeth, but he was completely helpless against this extra taste and could only suffer alone at home, enduring the pain.

Once he recovers, let's see what he'll do... let's see if he doesn't make this bastard pay... ahhh, he's so angry!

Faced with this humiliating effect that he could hardly mention to anyone, Yasuo Maeda was almost driven mad—at his advanced age with gray hair, and with the seniority of a high-ranking official in the Jujutsu Directorate, he nearly suffered a heart attack from the sheer awfulness of this cursed spell's effect.

—Meanwhile, Gojo Satoru was also asking Yuu for help.

“Your… technique,”

When he said the last word, he clearly paused for a moment—and even seemed to be barely suppressing a laugh.

How long does it last?

Abilities like the ability to acquire spells, which are born with a spellcaster, are usually unique and their effects vary from person to person.

Just like the three starter families, even if there is a bloodline inheritance, it is not guaranteed that one's descendants will awaken the ancestral techniques related to the starter families 100%.

There are very few recorded precedents of someone like Kazuma Hatake who possesses the technique of reversing numbers.

However, this little matter is completely insignificant to Gojo Satoru.

He was extremely curious about the lasting effects of the other person's technique!

Is the objective something that ends after a certain period of time, or is it a type that continues indefinitely?

It was rare to see those old guys get their comeuppance, especially such a huge one—just thinking about it made him laugh until his stomach hurt!

"Hmm... the effect lasts until I actively dispel the spell, or until my spell power is exhausted."

Kazuma Hatori glanced at his steadily decreasing curse power.

"At the current rate of consumption, it will probably stop automatically in about half a day."

At that time, the illusions cast on Yasuo Maeda will dissipate.

It might be a bit difficult to get this amazing effect again next time it's activated.

"Huh, it can only last for half a day."

Upon hearing Kazuma Hagoromo's estimate, Satoru Gojo was immediately disappointed.

Today, he had a rare day off, so he invited Kazuma Hatake out for a stroll. He had replaced his usual eye mask with slightly oval casual sunglasses, and his shirt and trousers were dressed very casually.

At this moment, the tips of his white hair, which had been laid down, seemed to droop softly, giving the impression of being somewhat wilted.

Oh dear, he wanted to see more of those people make fools of themselves.

When Kazuma Hatori saw Gojo Satoru's reaction—although the regretful sigh sounded rather malicious, the soft, drawn-out tone was undeniably endearing—he began to comfort him.

"It's not that there's no way to prolong the effect."

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, the droopy white hairs perked up instantly.

Kazuma Hatake took out the [Near-Level 1 Curse Power Crystal] from his inventory, which he hadn't yet absorbed.

"This was dropped after the exorcism of that Buddha's curse spirit; I haven't had a chance to eat it yet."

In addition to increasing the maximum spell power, the [Spell Power Crystal] also has the additional effect of replenishing spell power—similar to mana potions in other games.

In other words, as long as he has [Curse Crystal] to replenish the curse power consumed by the [Taboo] skill, its effect will not automatically dissipate.

Was it a benign bug? But who told him to provoke the players first?

Hagoromo thought mercilessly.

He was originally planning to fire a shot to lower the denominator of his approval rating, but if it weren't for Wu's timely intervention, that old NPC would have already gone to keep Kamo Chokichi company.

In that case, the old man should thank him.

As of now, Kazuma Hatake may not be fully aware of the game's detailed settings, but one thing is certain: the old NPCs in this game who are associated with sorcery are basically all his adversaries.

Since he's going against him, isn't it perfectly reasonable for him to rely on consuming crystals to restore his spell power and thus continuously extend the effects of his skills?

"Hahaha, really?"

Hearing this tone, Kazuma Hatori knew that Satoru thought the same thing—and the other person was even faster, pulling him up with one hand while the other hand was already calling Kiyotaka Ijichi!

"Hey, Idi, give me the distribution of cursed spirits in the vicinity, hurry up, give me them all! All of them! Including those below level one!"

"Yes... Ah, eh? Isn't it rare for Mr. Gojo to have a day off today?"

Kiyotaka Ichiji habitually responded loudly, but only halfway through did he realize something was wrong, his face full of confusion and hesitation.

Logically speaking, Mr. Gojo, who rushed back to Tokyo last night, should have been given a precious day off today because the tasks were shared by other sorcerers... Why is he suddenly so eager to do tasks?

Although Mr. Gojo doesn't usually mind traveling for work, the tone of his voice on this phone call was so expectant, to the point of being abnormal, that it made him feel quite uncomfortable!

“I’m just dealing with my own affairs, Ijichi.”

Gojo Satoru's voice came through the phone, unusually assertive, "Hurry up, hurry up, or I'll miss my urgent matter—"

"Yes, just a moment!"

The unfinished words were full of implications, which startled Kiyotaka Ichiji, and he immediately stopped questioning her.

"--Okay, all done."

As soon as the call ended, Gojo Satoru's deep voice, which had been dragging out a long tone, immediately changed, becoming lively and cheerful, with every word conveying the anticipation of an upcoming spring outing.

Even on the day he became the head of the Gojo family, he might not have felt as happy as he does now.

"Let's go, let's go exorcise the cursed spirit now and try to get you as many crystals as possible to extend that spell indefinitely!"

"good."

Yuqu Kazuma almost laughed, letting him push him into a taxi, heading first to the place where the cursed spirits could be found using [Six Eyes].

Gojo Satoru was overjoyed to be able to vent his anger at the director's office in such a subtle way that made the other person feel so disgusted that they wanted to vomit.

If he weren't waiting for Yasuo Maeda to take the initiative to apologize to Kazuma Hatori, he would definitely have made a special trip to visit the old man himself and inquire about his health.

Just to have some fun with myself.

Therefore, when he noticed that the pair of calm black eyes beside him were looking at him, Gojo Satoru did not hesitate to answer the questions of this young man whom he had already classified as a friend.

"Don't let their behavior last night fool you; when they really start picking a fight, they're a bunch of troublesome old guys, you know?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head and sighed in a helpless tone.

"A bunch of fools who want to protect themselves, hereditary fools, arrogant fools, and simple fools—a whole bunch of stubborn conservatives gathered together—that's what you call the [Director's Office]."

After a moment of contemplation, Yuqu Kazuma asked a question.

"Were you often harassed by them before?"

“They’ll always make things difficult for me, no matter when. Anyway, I’ve never been able to agree with them.”

Gojo Satoru laughed, "If anything happens and I don't plan to follow their old rules, I'll probably be called to a meeting."

"However, they can only find fault with me verbally. No matter how dissatisfied they are with me, they can't do anything more."

Clearly seeing the obvious dissatisfaction in Kazuma Hatori's eyes, he made a chop gesture, half to show off and half to appease him.

"Because, I am the strongest."

"How strong is it?" Kazuma Hatori asked curiously.

This game doesn't explicitly categorize numbers into different levels; he only knows that Gojo Satoru is one of only four top-tier sorcerers in the world, capable of instantly killing cursed spirits.

However, it's difficult for him to describe exactly how strong Gojo Satoru is, as there's a point of reference for him to measure it.

"Um,"

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then answered.

"Even if I wanted to destroy this world, it wouldn't be impossible. That's about the level of strength... I guess."

Upon hearing this, even Hagoromo Kazuma couldn't help but glance at him.

He had never heard of a villainous BOSS using the destruction of the world as a benchmark before.

But after walking quietly for a while, Kazuma Hatori asked him again.

"Even if you're powerful enough to destroy the entire world, would you still be willing to work so hard as a teacher and go on missions?"

Based on his previous experience traveling with Gojo Satoru on business trips, it can be deduced that the other party has maintained this schedule since at least graduating from that vocational high school.

"That's about right. Although it's tiring to always take care of the weak, it's not good if no one takes care of you, is it?"

Even though he endured this long period with extreme self-discipline and self-restraint, Gojo Satoru spoke of his decade-long perseverance in a lighthearted manner, without boasting.

It was as if he wasn't doing anything particularly remarkable.

The air was silent for a moment. Gojo Satoru, receiving no response from the black-haired youth beside him, was about to tilt his head in confusion when—

Kazuma Hatori suddenly reached out and placed his palm on the top of his head, quickly giving it a rub.

"…………Um?"

The series of movements was so fluid and seamless that even Gojo Satoru was a little stunned.

"Ah, I didn't get it this time either."

Kazuma Hatori looked at his withdrawn hand with considerable regret.

Last night, when Gojo Satoru put his arm around his shoulder, he did feel a slight pressure from the skin touching something solid... He thought the invisible wall disappeared after the affection level reached 60.

"—You think you can get away with doing bad things to me with this little sneak attack? You're a hundred years too early."

Gojou chuckled knowingly—was this kid keeping quiet because he knew he wasn't good at saying nice things, so he planned to praise him by patting his head?

He's not some little kid, how could he possibly need this kind of comfort? You're underestimating him!

However, Gojo Satoru could not deny that his heart was bubbling with soda bubbles.

It's probably lemon flavored, but it could also be strawberry or grapefruit flavored.

"Has it never worked?"

He even heard the other person ask that question with a regretful tone, which was really funny and made him want to laugh out loud.

Then, Gojo Goshin laughed happily and reached out to vigorously rub the black-haired youth's head—to release the [No Limits Technique] state.

"My technique is [No Limits], it's on all day long, automatically identifying aggressive objects and preventing them from getting close to me."

Gojo Satoru laughed and explained to Hato Kazuma, "A sorcerer like you, whose entire body is imbued with magical power, would definitely be identified as an aggressive object by [the unscrupulous]."

The young man, who didn't resist having his hair ruffled and whose expression remained indifferent, looked quite amusing, so he couldn't help but ruffle it a few more times.

"However, keeping the spell running continuously can damage the brain, so I also need to continuously activate the reversal spell to repair it."

It's a delicate task, so it requires the [Six Eyes]'s precise grasp and control of every bit of spell power to minimize the consumption of spell power and maximize the efficiency of each spell.

Kazuma Hatori, who only just learned the principle behind the invisible wall, exclaimed in realization, "Oh, I see."

So that's how it is. It was actually created by the beautiful Dawu himself. No wonder he suddenly disappeared for a while last night.

Just now, it was the same; the other party had to actively break the spell.

Since that's the case, there's no other way but to honestly raise the favorability rating to the maximum and try to achieve the marriage alliance ending, and then...

"So you must keep up the good work, head of the Kamo family."

Gojo Satoru smiled encouragingly, patting Hagoromo Kazuma's head and interrupting his almost absent-minded thoughts.

—Before uttering the second half of the address, Gojo Satoru paused strangely for a short while, then smoothly transitioned to "Head of the Kamo Clan."

Clearly, Gojo Satoru didn't want to call out that name to Hatori Kazuma.

He was even a little curious.

So, in the cooperative mode of [he outputs, Kazuma finishes off], after giving Kazuma a bunch of curse crystals to continue [Taboo and Forbidden View], Gojo Satoru finally couldn't help but ask again.

"That name from last night, that one."

He gestured with his thumb, resolutely refusing to repeat himself, "Is it your real name?"

Kazuma Hatori thought for a moment and nodded.

"That's right."

"—Liar!"

"It's true, you can shout it if you don't believe me."

Kazuma Hatake replied in a serious tone.

His original idea for the name was because he wanted to raise the pretty little Satoru on the packaging... Although changing it to Pretty Daigo isn't bad either... overall, this nickname was chosen for Gojo Satoru, hoping that the other person would call him that...

Kazuma Hatori felt his white-haired fetish stirring within him, and he became filled with anticipation.

Gojo Satoru: "...No."

Who would call out that damned name!

Kazuma Hagoromo: "...Oh."

Gojo Satoru: “…………”

This kid actually got upset with him? He's trying to take advantage of him like that?

Kazuma Hatori silently popped a magic crystal into his mouth to replenish his magic power, feeling quite depressed.

Sigh, I should have known better than to use this player nickname. Pretty Da Wu just wouldn't call me that.

Unexpectedly, the only purpose of this name was to annoy those old NPCs who were always going against him.

…………

For the next two or three days, Gojo Satoru took Hato Kazuma everywhere to exorcise cursed spirits, sweeping away all the cursed spirits in Tokyo and the surrounding areas. The dropped [Cursed Power Crystals] filled his inventory to the brim.

Gojo Satoru's original plan to go fishing to earn the last stamp and exchange it for the [mysterious dessert] from Hagoromo Kazuma was put on hold, and he was completely focused on exorcising the cursed spirit.

They got more and more excited as they worked.

Rewards definitely provide motivation!

Judging from this number, Yasuo Maeda can basically forget about the possibility that [Sakritualistic View] will run out of power and stop automatically within three months.

"I heard he's on a hunger strike, surviving on IV fluids. Haha, how pitiful!"

While stirring his coffee, which had been loaded with sugar, Gojo Satoru shared the inside scoops that his accomplice had gathered with Hato Kazuma.

His gloating tone revealed absolutely no sympathy for Maeda Yasuo.

"It's probably not very useful."

Seeing that he was in such a good mood, Kazuma Hatori also seemed very relaxed.

"Even if you only receive intravenous nutrition, you will still need to go to the toilet, just less frequently."

Anyway, he still has a bunch of [Curse Power Crystals] in his inventory, so he can extend the spell's effect for as many days as he wants without even blinking.

"Based on my speculation, he should give in soon. After all, that guy is just a bit old, but his bones are quite porous, and he doesn't have that kind of backbone."

Gojo Satoru happily picked up the cup of coffee, which had become a little lighter in color. He took a small sip and then stuck out his tongue, complaining, "It's so bitter!" He then threw in two or three sugar cubes.

The barista standing at the counter saw him repeatedly adding sugar from afar, and his eyes almost twitched slightly.

Dear customer, if you can't drink black coffee, why not just order a sweet cappuccino? Putting so much sugar in it is practically a desecration of black coffee!

And then there's that serious, cool guy next to him who had a cold face the whole time. I thought he'd reach out and stop him, but instead he just helped him put two more candies on his plate... Damn it, isn't he afraid the other guy will get cavities from eating them?!

The barista said he couldn't bear to look at it, but Kazuma Hatake thought that everything Daigo did was super cute.

Even the little quirky quirks in his personality are wonderful.

No wonder he fell in love with her at first sight when he was looking at the game introduction... the strongest sorcerer.

"It's okay, I don't mind waiting."

Kazuma Hatori shook his head.

He had a small pile of spell power crystals beside him, and the status bar window was always floating in front of him. Whenever he saw that the amount of spell power consumed had dropped to the critical value, he would consume a spell power crystal to replenish it.

There is only one core objective: to ensure that the procedure is never terminated.

"Anyway, there's still some time before school starts."

If it still doesn't work by the deadline, then we'll have to call the entire management team together for another meeting and have him point fingers and preach the truth.

Let's get rid of the opposing half first, and then see if the remaining half will support him becoming a college teacher.

If they don't support it, then cut off half of them.

If we do it a few more times, we can eventually get more than 50% support.

At the time, Kazuma Hatori was unaware that they were always making things difficult for Satoru Gojo, and even thought he could spare their lives.

In retrospect, he was too kind.

However, during this leisurely and long afternoon spent sitting in the sun outside the cafe with Gojo Satoru, Kazuma Hatori was reminded of something else.

"I have a [Curse Crystal] here, which dropped when I was farming... exorcising [Herpes Root].

He took the strange [Pseudo-Superior Cursed Power Crystal] from his inventory and handed it to Gojo Satoru.

Can you see what the problem is?

He trusted Gojo Satoru's judgment more than Principal Yamo's.

"Hmm? Let me take a look..."

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and examined the dark, prismatic crystal on his fingertip with great seriousness.

No matter how many times you look at him, no one can deny that he has extremely beautiful eyes.

The misty blue sky, with the gentle blinking of those pure white and fine eyelashes, seemed to slowly erase the unfamiliar and hazy sense of alienation, gradually revealing the refinement and clarity of the first clear day after the rain.

That was the underlying color reflected from that pure soul, a kind of more special and dazzling brilliance, enough to make his gaze linger there for a long time.

Kazuma Hatori waited patiently until Satoru Gojo returned the crystal.

"It's different from the ones I've seen before."

Gojo Satoru, who had put his sunglasses back on, paused for a moment, seemingly considering how to phrase his words. Then, he tried to use a simpler way of describing it so that even Hagoromo Kazuma, who did not have a deep understanding of incantation, could understand.

“It’s like a hybrid of spells, not pure.” He pointed to the coffee cup in front of him. “Like this, it can still be called coffee, but it’s not black coffee anymore.”

After all, black coffee is just pure coffee without any additives.

"Does that mean multiple spell powers are mixed together?" Kazuma Hatake asked thoughtfully.

"Hmm. I'm actually a little concerned about what you described about [exorcising cursed objects that have become cursed spirits, but not being able to retrieve the cursed objects].

Gojo Satoru pondered, “Although the current world of sorcery always regards cursed objects as a kind of talisman to fight poison with poison, they are placed in areas where curses are prone to accumulate to suppress them.”

"But in fact, most cursed objects are remnants of curses with enormous power. Since they cannot be completely destroyed, the only option is to seal them. Using them as talismans is just a kind of waste recycling."

"Among them, the most dangerous cursed object is [Ryomen Sukuna]'s finger; even a single finger can reach the level of a top-grade cursed object."

If those cursed creatures heard Gojo Satoru describe them as "recycled waste," they might get so angry they'd go berserk on the spot.

"Some high-level cursed spirits will instinctively devour cursed objects in order to gain greater power; but when they are exorcised, the cursed objects can most likely be successfully recovered."

Gojo Satoru picked up a piece of candy, dropped it into Hagoromo Kazuma's coffee cup, stirred it with a spoon, and then, with a smile, propped his chin on his other hand and demonstrated for him.

"However, there is another way to exert the power of cursed objects, which is to consume flesh. Well, that is, humans eating cursed objects."

"Although some die from the power of the curse, others allow the consciousness of the cursed creature to awaken within the body and completely take over the human body. If the latter happens, as long as the sorcerer can successfully kill the body that has taken over, the cursed creature will also be completely exorcised."

Kazuma Hatori listened intently as Satoru Gojo explained the world's setting to him, and gradually came to understand.

"In other words, the cursed spirit I exorcised was not an accident; it was actually a human vessel that someone had specifically sought out and successfully possessed."

"That's right—here's another sugar cube as a reward! Come on, don't be shy."

Faced with a bright student who understood everything at a glance, Gojo Satoru smiled and used a small clip to drop another sugar cube into Hagoromo Kazuma's coffee, causing the barista who caught a glimpse of this to twitch slightly at the corner of his eye.

Hurry up and apologize to the God of Coffee, you white-haired guy!

"Oh, thank you."

Kazuma Hatori picked up his coffee and took a sip, completely unconcerned that Satoru Gojo had taken the opportunity to add sugar to his coffee twice.

Sweet coffee is delicious too, isn't it?

"And, in my [Six Eyes] judgment, the container you exorcised must have been subjected to some special means by someone, which allowed it to forcibly fuse more than one cursed object... no, it might even include a cursed spirit."

Gojo Satoru smiled as he watched him savor his coffee, then shook the delicate little clip in his hand, pointing to the jet-black crystal that was placed separately outside the crystal pile.

"Perhaps that's why you obtained this mixed [Curse Power Crystal]. Hmm, you can't tell the difference at all just by using your senses, and I suspect that was intentional on the other party's part."

As for the mastermind behind it all... since this happened before Kazuma Hatori and the General Manager's meeting, it's probably someone from the Kamo family.

However, he had met those old guys from the Kamo family before. They were indeed quite adept at manipulating politics, but they certainly didn't have the ability to modify the "container."

In other words, there are even deeper schemers lurking in the shadows...

These thoughts quickly went through Gojo Satoru's mind, but when he spoke again, he simply reassured Hatori Kazuma in a relaxed manner, so that he wouldn't be overly nervous because of what he had just said.

"However, your strength has improved significantly, and you even gave that guy a hard time. Even if someone tries to scheme against you with a high-level cursed spirit in the future, it certainly won't be an easy task."

“Yes.” Kazuma Hagoromo nodded. “It was probably done by Kamo’s people. I’ve already killed the leader, Kamo Chokichi.”

No wonder the item description says it's a "man-made product," and the rating of the Cursed Crystal doesn't match the relevant description in the data.

"Anyway, I'll investigate this matter, so don't worry..."

Just then, Gojo Satoru's phone rang.

He pressed the call button, and before he could even listen for two seconds, he gave Kazuma Hatake a particularly smug and bright smile, and mouthed something to him.

Maeda Yasuo surrendered.

He felt he was going to die if he didn't give in.

He was just an old man, and he simply couldn't withstand living on intravenous nutrition all the time, plus the constant nausea that made him vomit bile...

The dual torment, both mental and physical, was relentless and endless, and within just a few days, it drove him to utter despair.

But he didn't want to die.

As long as someone can free him from this hell, any price is acceptable.

Besides, if you think about it carefully, isn't the head of the Kamo family just wanting to be a college teacher? If he wants to, who dares to say no? He'll be the first to object!

Quick... save him... he's really going to die...

Since Kazuma Hagoromo had been staying in Tokyo with Satoru Gojo for the past few days, and only had Satoru Gojo's contact information saved on his phone, he couldn't reach Yasuo Maeda, the head of the Kamo family, and could only try to find Satoru Gojo.

When Gojo Satoru turned on the speakerphone and placed his phone on the table, Maeda Yasuo's voice also came through.

He was only exhaling, not inhaling; he sounded like he was on his last breath.

"I concede defeat... Please undo this spell..."

Maeda Yasuo said weakly, "I will certainly give you my full support..."

Kazuma Hatake opened the commission interface and glanced at it, shaking his head slightly in his heart at the progress of "[Director's Support Rate: 23%/50%]".

The fact that activating the [Taboo] spell only increases the chance by 2% means that only Yasuo Maeda has changed his attitude.

He has no intention of gaining support through such a slow pace.

After a moment of contemplation, Kazuma Hatori spoke to the cell phone placed between the two of them.

"I can untie it, but on one condition."

Yasuo Maeda readily agreed.

"No problem, any number is fine."

"Do as instructed first. I need to see results before I consider whether to undo the spell."

As Gojo Satoru gradually revealed an expression of amazement, Maeda Yasuo, after hearing Hato Kazuma's request, fell into a long, deathly silence.

Does he really want to do this?

After doing this, can he really still be considered alive in this world?

Honestly, why was he in such a hurry to provoke the other party at that meeting?

So what if you called the other person "Dad"? It's just "Dad," what's so shameful about it?

How can anyone compare to him now...

………

"What?! This spell's effects are real?!"

Upon receiving Yasuo Maeda's message, the senior executives of the management department were all shocked and felt a tightness in their chests.

No wonder they suddenly lost contact with the other person these past few days. They thought their lives were in danger, but it turns out... they're actually suffering like this!

To be honest, it would have been better if my life were in danger.

Such an outrageous spell might be completely useless against cursed spirits, but for them, the effect of this spell is so terrifying that just imagining it makes them gasp in horror.

It's practically a deadly weapon against humans!

Hagoromo Kazuma, who knows this technique, is a demon! A monster!!

In Maeda Yasuo's message, besides the unbearable sight of the spell's effects, there was also an accompanying text.

If they do not support the head of the Kamo family becoming a member of the General Affairs Department and being appointed as a teacher at Tokyo Higher Vocational School, then he will personally visit them by name and use this technique on them.

Upon seeing this blatant threat, all the senior executives had the same thought in mind.

Good heavens, who would dare not support this?

With Gojo Satoru, a top-tier sorcerer, protecting him, they couldn't kill him even if they wanted to. In addition, Gojo Satoru himself was a first-level sorcerer capable of exorcising the [root of herpes]. What could they do to him right now?

No wonder that during the meeting that night, every single one of the Kamo family members arrived late and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Even some who didn't attend said they were lying in bed with lumbar muscle strain and applying ointment, but they firmly supported all of the head of the family's decisions.

It's impossible to avoid contact with these two troublemakers. As long as they want to maintain their control over the world of jutsu, they will inevitably run into Gojo Satoru and the head of the Kamo family.

If we choose to refuse... who is so foolish as to want to go through the same suffering that Yasuo Maeda went through again?

Over the years, the conservatives have supported each other, keeping the General Headquarters as secure as an iron barrel, and eliminating any colleagues who supported Gojo Satoru's reforms without leaving a trace.

Now, these people have no choice but to hold their noses and let Kazuma Hagoromo in.

Not only that, but they also had to watch him lift his haori, sit down coldly behind his shoji door, and listen to them discuss the proposal to appoint him as a teacher at Tokyo Higher Vocational School again.

This time, no one dared to voice any open dissent.

[Current commission: The Concerns of the Moth of the Righteous Path, completed.]

[Bonus: Open position for [Teacher at Tokyo Higher Vocational School]]

Current position: Director's Office Staff Member.

—Haguchi Kazuma's technique [Kanjani Interpretation] made him famous in one battle.

When Masamichi Noi received the official appointment letter from the General Directorate, he was completely stunned.

Standing on the same side as Gojo Satoru means facing difficulties from higher-ups, yet the other party still managed to obtain a teacher appointment letter.

This is unbelievable! How did they even manage that??

"you……"

Masamichi Yagami glanced at the letter of appointment in his hand, then looked up at Kazuma Hatori, and then looked down at the letter of appointment again, still expressing utter disbelief at its contents.

"Show some respect, Principal Moth."

Gojo Satoru chuckled and put his hand on Hato Kazuma's shoulder, introducing him to his principal with exaggerated intonation.

"This is one of our respected directors of the General Management Committee, Mr. Kamo!"

"…………"

Principal Moth remained expressionless.

Principal Moth's sunglasses shattered once again.

"Come on, Principal Nightmoth, give me a shout!" Gojo Satoru said, hooking his arm around someone and joking around.

"Otherwise, I'll punish you for disrespect!"

Principal Moth: "…………"

Since he stopped being a homeroom teacher, he hadn't seen Gojo Satoru approaching him with such a flamboyant and excited manner in a long time, and he was practically ready to punch him.

"Since you've successfully obtained the appointment letter, I have no choice but to accept it."

He took off his sunglasses, which had been destroyed twice, and rubbed his eye sockets with his thumb, feeling utterly exhausted.

"Then you can temporarily serve as Satoru's substitute teacher. When Satoru has an urgent mission, you can help take over some teaching duties for him."

"good."

Kazuma Hatori readily agreed.

Although he has become a member of the General Affairs Department, he does not currently possess any substantial power—this system operating in the world of sorcery has long become rigid after being passed down through dozens of generations, and even if he were to suddenly join, there would be no way to change it immediately.

Gojo Satoru said that the frequency with which he was called to meetings at night has decreased dramatically, probably because every time he goes, Hagoromo Kazuma is sure to be there as well.

With Kazuma Yutori sitting there watching, who would dare to reprimand Satoru Gojo? Are they tired of living?

As a result, following the Kamo family's sorcerers' efforts to take on Gojo Satoru's duties, the higher-ups in the supervisory department also became more sensible and stopped holding meetings that took up Gojo Satoru's evenings.

I heard they are also trying to contact Yuki Tsukumo overseas, apparently wanting to offer her a high price to come back and help out.

So much so that, as the start of the school year approaches, Gojo Satoru can still sit by the river with his fishing rod, leisurely sighing, "How leisurely."

Today, I only assigned him two tasks.

The distances weren't far, and he finished the task in just half a day. Now, he was unusually relaxed.

Special-grade cursed spirits that require a master sorcerer to deal with are already rare. He usually takes on more level one missions that others find troublesome. But now, they all seem to suddenly find those missions troublesome, and several people are vying to do the same mission at the same time.

Shoko, however, started complaining that she had become busier lately, with wounded soldiers being sent to her every day.

I heard that most of them are sorcerers who have connections with Kamo... Could it be that they were also acting on the orders of that family head?

Gojo Satoru rested his chin on his hand, almost wanting to laugh.

Despite being a strange individual who appeared out of nowhere and acted unpredictably, he easily stirred up the entire corrupt world of sorcery with his extremely subversive style, leaving the long-established high-ranking officials both shocked and terrified.

What was originally an impenetrable, stubborn rock has now been forcibly chiseled open with cracks.

"After school starts, the Zen-in family's [Ten Shadow Techniques] will also be featured at Tokyo High School!"

He muttered to himself, looking at the river with anticipation.

"Just how anxious will those people get?"