Chapter 59: Gojo Satoru: I'll Win.
"The other students... how many are there in total?"
If he was truly going to take on the job of teaching and nurturing, Emiya had to do it well.
One shouldn't be lax in simply imparting knowledge, much less in the more crucial area of combat.
It's certain that after graduation, Jujutsu High students will become Sorcerers and enter the field of Cursed Spirit exorcism. The more combat experience he can teach them, the less danger they will face when confronting Cursed Spirits later on.
Sometimes, the scale of a battle can tip with just one small detail.
Having sparred with Gojo Satoru once, Emiya realized that if he wanted this guy to try and grasp these things, he still had a long way to go. But since he's "The Strongest," such details are unlikely to pose a threat to the stat-monster that is Gojo Satoru. Furthermore, Gojo, with his deeply ingrained combat mindset, would have difficulty changing in a short period. The students, however, should still be very malleable.
But if the number of students was too large, it would be difficult for Emiya to give equal attention to everyone, which would make things complicated.
"Number of students? Let me think..."
Gojo Satoru sat there and counted on his fingers for a while before finally coming to a conclusion.
"Three first-years, four second-years, two third-years... that should be about it?"
Emiya: "..."
The number was much smaller than Emiya had imagined, but was it not a bit exaggerated for this teacher to take so long to count just these few students on his fingers? Was this teacher simply too incompetent, or was his intelligence truly limited?
However, this number probably didn't refer to the total number of students at the entire Jujutsu High, but rather the few classes Gojo Satoru was teaching... but even so, the number was far too small.
Calculating this way, the total number of students at Tokyo Jujutsu High probably doesn't even add up to fifty, and having ten graduates each year would be an ideal situation.
Couple this with the high rate of accidents and death in the Jujutsu world, and it's understandable why Cursed Spirits are so rampant and Jujutsu Sorcerers are so busy.
"If that's the case, I think I can attempt it."
Although he had the combat memories of multiple 'Emiya Shirous' in his mind, memories were just memories. Emiya himself hadn't fully assimilated them, so he couldn't be entirely sure if he could teach the students well.
"It's great that you're willing to accept, Emiya-kun. I believe in you unconditionally, you know."
Saying this, Gojo Satoru even threw a very offensive flying kiss at Emiya.
"It's ridiculous. You can do whatever you want by yourself, yet you insist on doing this teaching gimmick. You're trying too hard to be funny."
Taking advantage of the moment Yuji Itadori was absorbed in Emiya and Gojo's conversation, Ryomen Sukuna's mouth popped out again. This time, however, it wasn't on the palm but on the side of Yuji's cheek.
If Gojo Satoru is the 'Strongest' of the modern era, then Ryomen Sukuna is undoubtedly the 'Strongest' of a thousand years ago.
At that time, he was in a state where no one could rival him.
Even if all the Jujutsu Sorcerers banded together, they wouldn't pose much of a threat to him. But Sukuna himself didn't find those days boring. He simply did whatever he pleased; if he didn't like someone, he killed them.
What was boring about that?
A typical human powerhouse might seek out a disciple to inherit their legacy after reaching the pinnacle and nearing death, but Ryomen Sukuna only found such things ridiculous.
A true powerhouse should despise everything, even death itself. Seeking a disciple to succeed oneself is also a manifestation of the fear of death, isn't it?
Finally, reappearing after a thousand years, Sukuna had set a small goal for himself—
"Once I fully take over this brat's body, I'll first kill all humans to celebrate my rebirth.
But the first person I'll kill is you, boy with the 'Six Eyes.' Humans in this era are still so dull; what's the point if you don't rank everything based on power?"
Of course, even the King of Curses still needed to eat.
"And that other boy over there, I'll capture you to be my personal chef. The day you fail to satisfy me, I'll kill you.
A strong person must thoroughly humiliate the weak!"
Even though Sukuna was currently just a mouth attached to another person's body, he still made his post-victory declaration as if no one else were present.
He's making plans! This brat is making plans before the fight has even started.
At the same time, Yuji Itadori's fingers were secretly approaching the mouth on his cheek, and he suddenly jabbed his fingers toward it as if swatting a mosquito!
Slap!
Unsurprisingly, he missed.
Sukuna's mouth had instantaneously moved to the other side of the cheek.
"How pathetic, brat. Did you think the same trick would work on me twice?
Once I fully occupy your body, I will definitely kill all your parents and relatives. Begging won't help either! Hahahaha."
A guy who constantly threatens to kill an entire family always has something pathological about him.
But today, he provoked Yuji Itadori, and it was like kicking a sack of cotton.
"Uh... my parents passed away a long time ago, and my only grandfather died on the same day you arrived."
Clearly, Lord Sukuna had never encountered such a guy; this statement completely silenced him.
A thousand years ago, even an orphan wouldn't state such a fact so casually. What exactly have humans developed over these years?
Honestly, just looking at the two of them, Emiya couldn't possibly believe that this mouth was the original 'King of Curses.'
"Gojo-sensei, is that Ryomen Sukuna a formidable opponent?" Emiya asked Gojo Satoru.
"Of course. This is a guy whose single finger can rival a Special Grade. That is to say, if a Cursed Spirit absorbs this finger, it can instantly evolve to a Special Grade level."
Special Grade?
Emiya, who didn't have much background knowledge, immediately linked the finger to Mahito.
So, one finger is comparable to one Mahito?
"Then, Gojo-sensei, do you think I can defeat him?"
This question made Gojo Satoru pause in thought.
"How should I put it? If it's just with this one finger, it would be quite easy for you to deal with him, Emiya-kun."
"His strength continuously increases based on the number of fingers?"
"That's right. That's why I constantly need to watch over Itadori-kun, to prevent him from losing control."
Because he was confident in his strength to suppress everything, Gojo Satoru was not worried at all.
"Then, can Gojo-sensei defeat that King of Curses?"
"Well, if the power of all twenty fingers is gathered, there might be a little suspense."
"Will you lose?"
"I'll win."
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