Chapter 15: The Enraged Yaga Masamichi
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Gojo Satoru's offensive was like a relentless storm, endless and overwhelming. The Rikugan accurately predicted Toho Hiroshi's every move, often allowing him to narrowly dodge the heavy blows of the Susanoo Gauntlets and retaliate from more cunning angles.
His fighting style carried a playful madness, seemingly bottomless.
Toho Hiroshi, meanwhile, fought steadily. His Mangekyo Sharingan spun furiously, catching every minute muscle tremor and flow of Cursed Energy from Gojo Satoru, allowing him to predict the attack trajectory.
The Reverse Cursed Technique he had just mastered quietly circulated within his body, continuously repairing the minor shock damage caused by the fierce clashes, allowing him to maintain peak condition.
He gradually adapted to Gojo Satoru's superhuman rhythm, occasionally even launching exquisite counterattacks that forced Gojo Satoru to seriously block.
This duel of pure physical skill versus energy reinforcement was incredibly intense yet eerily confined to a small area. Both were immersed in the exhilarating feeling of facing a worthy opponent, fighting from afternoon until sunset, and then until night fell.
The training ground was already a mess, the floor covered in deep pits and cracks. The Barrier fluctuated violently, looking as if it might shatter at any moment.
Geto Suguru, who had been observing, watched the two fighters—who were growing increasingly excited and almost unable to stop—especially Toho Hiroshi, whose state was gradually catching up to the rhythm and even faintly radiating an aura capable of rivaling Satoru. A glint flashed in Geto's eyes.
Finally, he couldn't help but let out a light chuckle and joined the fray.
"It seems if I don't intervene, this sparring match will never end."
Before his voice faded, several Grade 1 Cursed Spirits of various shapes, radiating powerful auras, were released by Geto Suguru. They lunged toward the center of the battle from different directions, instantly breaking the delicate balance between the two.
With Geto Suguru, who wielded the Cursed Spirit Manipulation Cursed Technique, joining in, the battle immediately became more complex and chaotic.
The Cursed Spirits' ranged attacks and strange abilities intertwined with Gojo Satoru's elusive hand-to-hand combat and Toho Hiroshi's Susanoo Gauntlets, which provided both offense and defense.
The training ground was quickly destroyed beyond recognition.
Huge claw marks, craters sucked out by 'Blue,' trenches carved by the Susanoo Gauntlet Wind, and various corrosion and freezing marks left by Cursed Spirit Cursed Techniques covered the entire field.
The humming of the Barrier grew more urgent, and its light flickered erratically, clearly overwhelmed.
Shoko leaned against a relatively intact corridor pillar in the distance, a cigarette dangling from her mouth. She sighed helplessly, looking at the scene, which resembled the aftermath of a natural disaster, and the three problem children who were fighting too intensely.
She took out her phone and skillfully dialed a number.
"Hello, Principal Yaga... Yes, the training ground again... Hmm, this time it's quite serious. Satoru, Suguru, and Toho... the three of them are about to dismantle the whole mountaintop... If you don't come soon, I think they'll break the 'Curtain' itself..."
Not long after, a furious roar, like thunder, exploded from the entrance of the training ground, instantly overpowering all the sounds of battle within the arena:
"You three brats! Stop right now!"
Yaga Masamichi's tall figure stood like an iron tower at the entrance. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, veins bulged on his forehead, and he radiated a fury more terrifying than a Cursed Spirit.
His fists were clenched tight, cracking audibly, and behind him, faint phantom images of Cursed Corpses seemed to be roaring in anger.
This roar, filled with extreme rage, was like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, instantly freezing the actions of the three highly engaged fighters.
Gojo Satoru's fist stopped mid-air. He pouted, "Tch, terrible timing."
Geto Suguru tacitly recalled his Cursed Spirits, showing a helpless smile that said, "I knew it."
Toho Hiroshi also dispersed his Susanoo Arm Guards, the Mangekyo in his eyes slowly faded, and he gasped slightly. The white light of the Reverse Cursed Technique circulated within him, quickly settling his turbulent qi and blood.
The three exchanged glances. Although they hadn't fought to their satisfaction, they knew this "sparring match," which had exceeded acceptable destructive limits, had to end.
Ultimately, this earth-shaking training session concluded with a draw between Gojo Satoru and Toho Hiroshi—at least in the contest of physical skill and basic abilities, neither was truly able to overwhelm the other.
Yaga Masamichi looked at the training ground, which had been practically leveled, and began a heartbreaking half-hour session of ideological education, issuing a massive fine—all three students' mission stipends for the next three months were deducted to repair the training ground and reinforce the destroyed Barrier.
Gojo Satoru looked indifferent, Geto Suguru smiled bitterly and shook his head, while Toho Hiroshi could only watch Principal Yaga's enraged state and honestly nod in agreement.
Under the starry sky, on the ravaged training ground, the three young men stood shoulder to shoulder, listening to their teacher's reprimand. Although they looked disheveled, different lights shone in their eyes.
Gojo Satoru held the excitement of dissatisfaction and a stronger interest in Toho Hiroshi; Geto Suguru held deep contemplation and assessment; and Toho Hiroshi, through this direct confrontation with the future strongest, Gojo Satoru, truly found the initial confidence needed to establish himself in this dangerous world.
Yaga Masamichi strode over quickly; the ground seemed to shake with every step.
He first glared fiercely at Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, the two habitual offenders, then his complex gaze settled on Toho Hiroshi.
"And you, Toho! You just gained a little power and you're joining their reckless behavior! Is the training ground meant for you to tear down like this?"
Yaga's voice was like muffled thunder, "Do you have any idea how many resources and manpower it takes to maintain these Barriers!"
Toho Hiroshi immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I am very sorry, Principal Yaga! I was too reckless."
His earnest attitude made Gojo Satoru, standing nearby, roll his eyes.
Yaga looked at these three students before him—all equally gifted yet equally troublesome, especially Toho Hiroshi, the new "variable." A lump formed in his chest, eventually turning into a heavy sigh.
Rubbing his throbbing temples, he began a half-hour session of ideological education filled with keywords like "sense of responsibility," "discipline," and "vandalism is shameful," finally announcing the punishment: all three students' mission stipends for the next three months would be deducted to repair the training ground and reinforce the Barrier.
Gojo Satoru was completely indifferent to this; after all, the Gojo Family had no shortage of money.
Geto Suguru sighed, accepting the punishment.
Toho Hiroshi, for his part, apologized earnestly again, stating his willingness to accept any penalty.
After the lecture concluded, Yaga looked at the three boys, who were disheveled but bright-eyed, especially noting the distinct, steady aura now surrounding Toho Hiroshi. His heart was not entirely filled with anger.
He waved his hand, his tone softening slightly: "Now get back and rest! Tomorrow, each of you hand in a five-thousand-word self-reflection report to me! Also, Dongfang, come with me to the office."
... Inside Yaga Masamichi's office, the atmosphere was much more solemn than the training ground.
"Sit."
Yaga pointed to the chair in front of him.
Toho Hiroshi sat down as instructed, feeling slightly nervous, wondering why Principal Yaga had called him aside.
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