"Are you the newly hired Nanami, Mr. Nanami?"
In a large financial enterprise in Tokyo, Ayuzawa Misaki was in charge of Nanami's onboarding.
"That's me."
Nanami nodded, standing ramrod straight.
"Please follow me."
Ayuzawa Misaki led Nanami to his workstation.
"This will be your workstation. This is your employee ID, please keep it safe."
The employee ID displayed a photo of Nanami in a suit with a neatly combed hairstyle. Below it were several lines listing his name, department, and other information.
"And finally, this."
Ayuzawa Misaki handed Nanami a blue document box.
Am I going to start working immediately...?
Feeling the weight of the box, Nanami could tell it was full of documents.
His expression turned more serious.
He wasn't concerned about the workload.
In Japan, a culture of overtime and heavy intern workloads was common.
What worried him was the risk of making mistakes due to working in an unfamiliar field, unrelated to his major, on the very first day.
Mistakes that could cause trouble for the company or his senior.
The soon-to-be adult, who would turn eighteen in a few months, made up his mind to complete the task, even if it meant working overnight.
"Please rest assured, Senior. I will complete it properly."
Nanami made a solemn promise.
"No, that's not it."
Seeing his serious and slightly nervous expression, Ayuzawa Misaki smiled and waved her hand.
The current Nanami reminded her of her past self.
Unlike Nanami, who began working after graduating from Tokyo Jujutsu High, Ayuzawa Misaki started after graduating from university and had just completed her first year on the job.
She had also been fortunate enough to join a well-established company with excellent benefits in Japan.
Back then, driven and strong-willed, she had resolved to overcome any hardship, just like Nanami.
Her demeanor on the first day was very similar to his.
"Huh? Senior, you mean..."
Nanami looked surprised.
"These are templates you'll need for your position, along with some reports and analyses left by your seniors."
Ayuzawa Misaki opened the document box, took out a few templates, and handed them to Nanami.
Nanami received them, surprised to find the forms already organized and only requiring data entry.
"These are standard company procedures. Please don't share them externally."
Ayuzawa Misaki's tone turned slightly serious, startling Nanami.
"Yes, I promise not to share them."
Nanami made his promise with the same earnestness she had when she first joined.
I thought he was a serious junior, but he's unexpectedly cute.
Ayuzawa Misaki thought to herself.
These were just basic templates and procedural documents. Large companies often had their own formats, and core information was not easily shared. That was why these materials could be used for onboarding new employees.
"For the next few days, your job is to learn the company's basic procedures, get familiar with these templates, and also..."
Ayuzawa Misaki carefully passed down her year of experience to Nanami.
"Don't be nervous. The more formal and larger a company is, the more it functions like a precise machine. You and I are just cogs within it. As long as you follow the procedures, these tasks won't be a problem."
She patted Nanami's shoulder, trying to reassure him.
"I understand. Thank you, Senior."
Nanami gave a slight bow in gratitude.
Originally, he thought re-entering normal society as a Jujutsu Sorcerer would be troublesome.
He didn't expect that his resume would be valued by a major company, or that he'd meet such a kind senior.
Nanami felt very lucky, and he intended to treasure this good fortune.
At that moment, in the office on the top floor of the building.
Eichi was discussing a collaboration with Satoru.
Of course, it wasn't the kind of intense business negotiation most people imagined.
It was more like… "I have a project here. The Gojo Family should invest. It'll make money."
Eichi directly handed over a contract.
Thanks to countless urban and rebirth-themed novels in his previous life.
Even though Eichi didn't know much about economics or finance, just based on the re-enactments of the 2008 US financial crisis in those novels, plus some key follow-up developments, his small foundation had grown into a large company in just a few years.
Eichi didn't manage operations himself. He spent money to hire professionals.
Then he pointed out the timing and direction of opportunities, and left the rest to them.
There's a saying: even a pig can fly if it catches the wind of the trend. Let alone professionals.
Satoru, who had been paying attention to Nanami, responded casually after hearing Eichi speak.
"Alright."
He said "Alright," then signed.
That's right.
The actual negotiation between the two took less than one minute. For the remaining fifty-nine minutes, they just watched the show.
"I didn't expect Nanami to leave too."
Satoru said, somewhat disappointed, his fingers fiddling with the crystal ball on his desk.
Suguru now traveled abroad for charity and aid whenever he had time.
Haibara was usually busy, and Shoko was preparing for her medical license exams.
Choso, along with his brothers, no longer played with him.
For a moment, Satoru felt a bit lonely.
Like a sad kitten with drooping ears and paws tucked in.
"He'll be back."
Eichi handed the signed document to Zen'in Shuji beside him. The contract signing was complete. The stamping and follow-up procedures would be handled by others.
Zen'in Shuji took the document and left the office, leaving the space to Eichi and Satoru.
Zen'in Shuji was doing well now. He wasn't short on money, and his strength had also increased.
After Medea learned the Isayama Family's cursed tool forging techniques, she crafted quite a few cursed tools.
Eichi picked one for Zen'in Shuji. Thanks to that, Shuji was now among the top combat-tier Assistant Supervisors.
The reason he wasn't number one was simply because stronger Assistant Supervisors still existed.
For example, Mei Mei.
That girl had worked as an Assistant Supervisor for years to expand her connections.
"When?"
Satoru perked up slightly upon hearing Eichi's words.
"Four or five years, maybe. When he returns, he'll be an even more reliable adult than you."
"More reliable than me?"
"More reliable than you. If things go smoothly, he'll definitely become a pillar of the future Jujutsu World."
How should I handle the adorable Immortal Master?
"Is that so?"
Hearing this, Satoru pulled back the blindfold over his eyes.
As his strength increased, the Six Eyes had become more sensitive in perceiving information.
Items like sunglasses, which only blocked the front and left gaps above and below, could no longer block the sensory input of the Six Eyes.
Reflected in his sky-blue Six Eyes was Nanami's back.
Watching the junior pushing forward, Satoru smiled with genuine joy.
(To be continued.)