"Haven't been sleeping well lately?"
Eiji looked at Suguru Geto, who had dark circles under his eyes.
"Yeah, there have been too many Cursed Spirits appearing recently, so I haven't been able to rest properly."
Suguru Geto sat on a bench by the vending machine, his usually tied-up bun slightly loose, adding a touch of feminine softness to his face.
It felt like a fox briefly transforming into a rabbit.
"You should take care of yourself. If you don't want to take a mission, just refuse it like Satoru does."
Eiji skillfully handed Suguru Geto a bottle of Honey Tea.
"Thanks."
Suguru Geto took the Honey Tea and took a sip.
"Satoru's been working hard too, exorcising Cursed Spirits everywhere right now."
"That's true."
The missions Satoru Gojo refused were usually the annoying ones assigned by the old geezers at Jujutsu Headquarters. Satoru Gojo never refused normal Cursed Spirit extermination missions.
Despite his outwardly arrogant and unreliable demeanor, Satoru Gojo was surprisingly sensible.
This was probably why Satoru Gojo wanted to change the Jujutsu World without simply slaughtering the higher-ups.
In reality, it wouldn't be difficult for either Eiji or Satoru Gojo to overthrow the current Jujutsu World hierarchy.
But what would happen after the old geezers were gone?
Who would manage the Jujutsu World?
Eiji, who had worked in various organizations before, knew that managing people was the hardest thing in this world.
It was like that workplace theory of one-third.
One-third of the people in an organization are working, one-third are slacking off, and one-third are hindering others from doing their work.
It was difficult to cater to everyone's thoughts and make them all willing to work.
And the bigger the team, the harder it became. By the time you realized it, small factions would have formed within the team.
Each faction would have its own little agenda.
Neither Eiji nor Satoru Gojo were Sukuna or Kenjaku; they had no interest in a river of blood.
So, he wanted to wait until he had accumulated enough strength before overthrowing the current Jujutsu World.
Speaking of management, though...
Eiji narrowed his eyes.
There were many Heroic Spirits among them who were skilled at ruling.
Kings, emperors, pharaohs...
If possible, he could focus on that direction in the future.
But that was all too far off. Before the full arrival of the internet age, the speed at which Phantasmal Power could be gathered was simply too slow.
'Speaking of which, there seems to be a good opportunity to make money next year, 2008. I'll find a way to earn some money then and start investing in the internet. Making money isn't the main thing; as long as the internet takes off, my own strength will surge.'
While Eiji was half-asleep and Suguru Geto was lost in thought, Yuu Hayama, humming a tune, arrived at the vending machine.
"Ah, it's Senior Suguru and Senior Eiji."
"...Yuu?"
Suguru Geto opened his sleepy eyes.
"Didn't I tell you not to use 'Senior'?"
Everyone around Eiji called him by his name, so Eiji had also told Yuu Hayama to call him by his name.
However, this enthusiastic young man was very polite and always added "Senior."
"You've both worked hard."
Yuu Hayama looked at the exhausted Suguru Geto and Eiji, who was resting against a chair, with admiration.
Recently, it was a period of concentrated outbreak of Cursed Spirits, and the students of Jujutsu High had also stepped onto the battlefield of Cursed Spirit extermination.
The achievements of the third-year students had garnered the attention of countless people.
It could be said that almost all Grade 1 and above Cursed Spirits were being handled by the few third-year students of Jujutsu High.
Among them, Suguru Geto was the busiest, as capturing Cursed Spirits could increase his strength, and he couldn't miss this annual opportunity.
Yuu Hayama, who already admired them a little, was even more moved seeing his seniors working so hard to exorcise Cursed Spirits.
Of course, the most important thing was that Yuu Hayama only valued others' strengths, and the students of Satoru Gojo's year were all monsters with incredibly obvious strengths.
"Here, Honey Tea."
Eiji handed him a bottle of Honey Tea. Yuu Hayama awkwardly sat down next to them.
"Yuu, you've been working hard lately, can you still manage?"
Suguru Geto asked with concern.
Recently, Kento Nanami and Yuu Hayama had also been receiving many missions.
Only Kiyotaka Ijichi remained at the school most of the time due to his poor abilities.
"It is a bit tough lately..."
"But being able to give my all to do what I want to do, that feeling is truly wonderful."
Yuu Hayama displayed an expression typically seen on a protagonist.
Confident and radiant, a smile that wouldn't falter no matter what difficulties he faced.
Hearing this, Suguru Geto's narrowed eyes widened considerably.
"Is that so? Then keep up the good work."
A genuine smile spread across Suguru Geto's face.
This is the kind of person I want to protect.
"Hayama, how is your sister? Is she still insisting on becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer?" Eiji asked out of curiosity.
"My sister..."
Yuu Hayama, who had been a true sunshine boy just a second ago, now wore a pained expression.
"I will persuade my sister to give up on becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer."
Yuu Hayama had a younger sister. That sister, like Yuu Hayama, didn't have high talent.
Perhaps wanting to share the burden with her brother, Yuu Hayama's sister also always wanted to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
This was something Yuu Hayama absolutely would not agree to.
Initially, Yuu Hayama himself didn't want to be a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
But he came from a commoner background, inferior to Suguru Geto in both origin and talent.
On one hand, it was to see his sister, who could see Curses, and on the other hand, to take care of his family, Yuu Hayama eventually joined Jujutsu High.
"Is that so? Keep up the good work."
Eiji also felt that it wasn't a good thing for a young girl from an ordinary family to join Jujutsu High.
Eiji thought of Kasumi Miwa, the girl who desperately swung her sword to supplement her family's income, even though she was terrified in her heart.
Tap, tap, tap.
As the few of them chatted idly.
The sound of footsteps reached the ears of the three.
The sound is a bit like women's leather shoes. Is it Shoko?
The three looked ahead.
A tall, older woman with waist-length blonde hair appeared before them.
The woman was estimated to be about 1.8 meters tall, about the same height as Suguru Geto.
Judging by her appearance, she didn't look like an Asian, but rather more like a European or American.
Her golden hair was a beautiful color, but it didn't seem to be well-maintained, with many strands separated into wisps.
The woman had a great figure. Her black tight-fitting clothes revealed her well-built physique, and the visible muscles on her arms, exposed outside her sleeveless top, were evident.
Her posture resembled that of the warrior women, the Valkyries, from Western legends.
Not the soft and voluptuous female warriors from Island Nation anime, but a Western female warrior closer to reality.
Tap, tap, tap.
Yuki Tsukumo.
"Are you two Suguru-kun and Dongfang-kun?"
Yuki Tsukumo walked up to the three and stylishly tossed her jacket behind her.
"What type of women do you like?"
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