Chapter 89: The Girl Who Appeared Suddenly.
"You're going to die, you know."
Tatsuro rolled his neck, his crimson pupils fixed intently on the blue-haired girl. That slash just now was indeed good; the sword moved quickly and steadily, and there was no wavering when the blade stopped, showing her solid swordsmanship skills.
"Going to die! Does this person enjoy killing? I'm done for, done for!"
Kasumi Miwa screamed internally, but the hand gripping her sword remained steady. She took a deep breath and said, "If you kill me, you'll be wanted by the entire jujutsu world."
With that, she stared fixedly at the man's eyes before her. Her master once said that a person's eyes often reflect their current mood. She could feel that the man in front of her was very strong.
He was extremely confident in his own strength, and he had reacted the instant she swung her sword. Every move he made was calm and unhurried, as if he believed she couldn't hurt him.
Although it was somewhat infuriating, there was nothing she could do. After all, she was a failure; she felt so from the bottom of her heart.
"Alright, I admit this was my fault. I'm sorry." Zenin Mai scratched her head and said, "I really didn't expect that failure Maki to actually have a companion like you. Say hello to her for me."
After speaking, she pulled Kasumi Miwa and left directly.
"Eh! Leaving just like that?" Kasumi Miwa asked in surprise.
Mai: "Stop talking nonsense. Don't tell me you wanted to fight him?"
Miwa: "No... I didn't."
Tatsuro just watched, not stepping forward to stop them. He could hear the concern in Mai's words just now. Perhaps this was their unique way of communicating, loving each other but unwilling to express it.
"Hiss... Seems like I've thought of something fun."
As Tatsuro spoke, he took out his phone from his pocket and gleefully sent a message to Maki.
[Me: Who is Mai to you?]
Two minutes later...
[Maki: You met her? She's my sister, has a super twisted personality. Did you rough her up for me?]
[Me: Yeah, but I don't hit women. She told me she has a secret crush on you.]
[Maki: ???]
[Maki: Are you making this up, you bastard?]
[Maki: Answer me!]
[Maki: You're dead meat. Don't come back.]
[Maki: If you don't reply, I'll burn your house down.]
Tatsuro glanced at the messages, chuckled, put his phone away, and, whistling a little tune, went to find an empty place to try out ninjutsu.
...
The next day.
"What's going on here? Only one night has passed, how come so many trees are missing?"
Principal's Office.
Yoshinobu Gakuganji looked at the photos sent from above the forest. The area that had been burned by fire had now been made into a maze, supposedly as compensation from the Tokyo school for burning the forest.
But after one night, another area of trees had been completely ravaged. From the claw marks left on the trees, it could be deduced that this was the work of a canine, and there was still residue of cursed energy at the scene.
At this moment, the first person Yoshinobu Gakuganji thought of was Tatsuro's dog. After all, besides it, there were no other canines on campus.
He immediately started to get a headache, inwardly cursing that this fellow never stopped causing trouble. The big one sets fire to the forest, and the dog he raises is of the same ilk. Does it have a vendetta against his trees?
"Hehehe, good morning, Principal Gakuganji. How are we going to do the individual battles today?"
Gojo Satoru pushed open the door, looked at the grim-faced Yoshinobu Gakuganji, and asked, "What's wrong? Which fellow has angered you old folks again?"
"Who else but your student?" Yoshinobu Gakuganji tossed the photos in his hand to Gojo Satoru and said, "This was all ravaged by that kid Tatsuro's dog! You must give me an explanation today and suspend him!"
"Oh dear, it's been damaged quite badly. How about I help you build another maze?" Gojo Satoru said, taking the photos and sitting on the sofa.
"Don't change the subject! This kid must be suspended for rectification."
"What should we play today? How about basketball? Baseball feels pretty good too."
"..."
Looking at Gojo Satoru continuing to talk nonsense, Yoshinobu Gakuganji no longer knew what to say. Sometimes, it was this kind of person who fiercely protected their own that was the most troublesome. He then took out a box and said, "According to the rules of previous competitions, whatever is drawn will be the event for the individual battles."
"Is baseball in there?"
Facing Gojo Satoru's curiosity, Yoshinobu Gakuganji said sternly, "No."
"Then I'll add baseball in." As Gojo Satoru spoke, he picked up a pen and paper from the desk, wrote on it, crumpled it into a ball, threw it into the box, and then pulled out that same paper ball, saying, "Ta-da! This is what we'll compete in for today's individual battles!"
"..."
"Do you believe I'll call Yaga to deal with you?" Yoshinobu Gakuganji said, speechless.
"Don't be so unreasonable. Today is the last day." Gojo Satoru's eyes turned serious, but he said with a smile, "The students are all tired from competing. Besides, this is an exchange event. Killing and fighting, that wasn't the original intention of the exchange event, was it?"
"..."
"An exchange event should indeed be like this. It's just you, this fellow, who finds it boring and always mixes in some inexplicable things."
Yoshinobu Gakuganji was speechless internally, recalling the past. Back then, wasn't the exchange event about competing in the strength of the students from both schools? Although each school's principal proposed one competition method.
But in previous years, Yaga would at least go through the motions. This year, he didn't even bother with the pretense, directly letting Gojo Satoru take his place.
Sigh... I can't beat him anyway. Forget it, forget it.
He then said, "Baseball it is then. At least it's better than destroying the forest."
"Alrighty, then I'll go prepare!" Gojo Satoru said and immediately stood up to leave, as if afraid Yoshinobu Gakuganji would change his mind.
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At this moment, Tokyo High.
Masamichi Yaga, who was originally investigating Suguru Geto's whereabouts, encountered a young girl at the school gate. He walked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seeing someone approach, the girl immediately took out a photo from her pocket and asked, "Excuse me, does Tatsuro study here?"
"Tatsuro? What has that kid done now?" Masamichi Yaga took the photo, glanced at it, and indeed it was Tatsuro. He asked again, "Who are you to him? What are you doing here?"
"He's my benefactor. My name is Kurosaki Mafuyu, I'm 16 years old. I'd like to enroll in your esteemed school next year."
"Rejected." Masamichi Yaga refused directly without even thinking. Although this was Jujutsu High, a place specifically for learning about curses, its public image was that of a private religious school.
"Eh! Isn't your esteemed school short on students? Why refuse?" Kurosaki Mafuyu asked in surprise.
"How should I put this? We are short on people, but not your kind of people."
"Eh!? What do you mean, 'not my kind of people'? Am I too ordinary?" Kurosaki Mafuyu began to recount her past experiences.
"How could that be? My parents passed away when I was 14. I've struggled and crawled my way here by myself. When I usually encounter those dark, spooky things, I can just act as if I didn't see them. Just those kinds of..."
"Dark, spooky things."
Masamichi Yaga heard the key point and immediately changed his tune, "Come inside and let's talk, Miss Kurosaki Mafuyu. I am the principal of this school, Masamichi Yaga."
"Oh... oh... What the heck?" Kurosaki Mafuyu felt completely baffled at this moment. He had just refused, so why did he agree now?
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