"What everyone is seeing now is Kyoto. From the time Emperor Kanmu made this place the imperial capital until the Meiji Restoration, for a thousand years it served as the capital of Japan, which is why it is also known as the Thousand Year Ancient Capital…"
At this moment, Yamata no Orochi, whose body had expanded to about one hundred meters at Suguru's request, was leisurely moving beside Jujutsu Headquarters.
On the two innermost heads of Yamata no Orochi, Suguru held a small plaster flag in his left hand, a megaphone in his right, and wore a small red hat on his head. He calmly explained the history of Kyoto to his family.
"The first stop of this trip is the famous Jujutsu Headquarters. As everyone can see…"
As Suguru's voice faded, everyone looked toward the ancient buildings below.
"Hey! Suguru! Come down and talk!"
After Yamata no Orochi circled Jujutsu Headquarters twice, someone from Jujutsu Headquarters was finally sent out to negotiate.
"What did you say? I cannot hear you!"
Suguru cupped his ear and pretended to listen.
"I said! Come down and talk!"
"Louder! I cannot hear you!"
It was obvious. He was doing it on purpose.
But they did not dare to make a move.
Even with more than a dozen Jujutsu Sorcerers standing behind him, he still did not dare act.
The difference in strength was too great, and some of the people behind him already had weak legs. How could they fight?
Takahashi Akira, who had been sent to negotiate, trembled as he looked behind him and then at Yamata no Orochi.
He then closed his eyes and refused to look anymore. If he kept staring, he would develop megalophobia.
"Ryosuke, use your Shikigami to send me up."
"Huh? Okay."
The man named Ryosuke summoned a lantern Shikigami that resembled a ghost face.
The lantern Shikigami lifted Takahashi Akira and slowly flew him up to the head of Yamata no Orochi.
'Damn it. My butt is going to be roasted. I should have asked someone else to send me up.'
Takahashi Akira cursed silently.
He turned his head and saw that the lantern Shikigami had already floated away after dropping him off. Takahashi Akira felt his legs weaken.
Now he no longer needed to worry about megalophobia. It had become acrophobia.
"You look very young. How old are you this year?"
Suguru's gentle voice reached his ears.
"2, 29."
"Very impressive. How many years have you been working at Jujutsu Headquarters?"
In Suguru's view, someone who could step forward and negotiate with him at a time like this had to either be very courageous or hold enough status to speak officially.
If neither applied, why send them out?
"Not impressive, not impressive. I have been working for five years and I am still just a small team leader."
It seemed Suguru's gentle tone eased Takahashi Akira's tension.
His voice finally stopped trembling.
"Eh? You are only a small team leader? Then what are you doing up here?"
Suguru widened his eyes in surprise.
"It just happened that the department heads were all away from Jujutsu Headquarters today, so only I could receive Lord Geto. Ha ha ha."
Takahashi Akira scratched his head awkwardly.
What pushed him to go outside and face Yamata no Orochi and Suguru was neither status nor courage.
It was the helplessness of someone trying to keep his job.
"Alright. Go back and tell them I am here with people for a tour. We will leave after we have had enough fun."
Suguru patted Takahashi Akira on the shoulder.
Then he released a flying Cursed Spirit to carry him down.
"How long does Lord Geto plan to stay? I will inform the others to prepare to receive you."
"No need. We will leave after we have had enough fun."
Meanwhile, behind Jujutsu Headquarters.
"Dad, that snake is so big. Is that snake also a Cursed Spirit raised by Jujutsu Headquarters?"
A five or six year old child excitedly tugged on his father's sleeve.
"Probably."
The man was a Jujutsu Sorcerer from a common background. This year, after his son awakened a Technique, he had come to Jujutsu Headquarters to ask acquaintances to help assess it.
He also wanted to find a teacher for his son.
He did not expect to witness such an exciting scene the moment they arrived.
He remembered the incident when Curse Users and Cursed Spirits attacked Tokyo Jujutsu High.
At that time, he had even been summoned by Jujutsu Headquarters to patrol and prevent further attacks.
Could Kyoto also be under attack?
"Come on, son. Dad will take you to eat something delicious."
The man picked up his son, planning to find a safe place to hide.
As soon as the child heard there would be food, he immediately stopped staring at Yamata no Orochi.
"Dad, what is that mountain called?"
"Mount Futago."
"But why does Mount Futago only have one peak?"
"Because the other peak was taken away by the stars."
"Stars?"
"That's right. Golden stars."
"Dad, Dad, is it that kind of gold?"
The child shook his father's shoulder excitedly.
The man turned his head and saw a golden pillar of light shooting into the sky.
The other peak of Mount Futago was gone.
'Could someone really dare to attack Jujutsu Headquarters? No, Kyoto is too unsafe. I should go to Tokyo to find a teacher for my son.'
The man ran even faster while holding his son.
At that moment, in the backyard, Eichi picked up the teapot and drank all the tea inside in one gulp.
"As expected of you, old geezer. This tea is good."
Under the furious gaze of the old man, Eichi casually tossed the teapot aside.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
After several minutes of staring at each other, the old man finally spoke.
"I was young and playful before, so I left the renovation of Jujutsu Headquarters unfinished.
This time I came back to help finish renovating it."
After speaking, Eichi pointed toward where the golden light had just appeared.
"Just like Mount Futago. Leaving only one peak there looks strange. This time I will flatten the other peak for Jujutsu Headquarters for free so it becomes symmetrical.
And you old geezers are getting old. Climbing mountains is inconvenient. Turning it into a basin is also for the sake of your legs and feet, right?"
Eichi smiled at the old man.
"We do not need to trouble a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer with renovation work. We will hire a professional team. You can go back."
"Do not worry. I am also a professional."
Eichi patted his chest.
"Besides, how can an ordinary team compare with a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer like me? When Jujutsu Headquarters announces that its building was personally repaired by a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, it will bring you a lot of face.
I will go get busy now. Old geezer, continue drinking your tea."
After speaking, Eichi walked into the next courtyard.
The high ranking members of Jujutsu Headquarters each had their own small courtyard here for rest.
"He finally left."
The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"What is that sound?"
Suddenly, clanging noises came from inside the house.
The old man looked inside and saw rabbits holding hammers, nails, mallets, and many other tools, already busy working in the house.
"Do not touch that. That is Emperor Komei's personal calligraphy."
Rip.
The next second, two rabbits pulled in opposite directions and the calligraphy tore apart.
The two rabbits looked at each other, then at the torn calligraphy, and casually threw it into a dustpan.
"Ah."
The old man trembled as he looked at the calligraphy inside the dustpan. He had treasured it for a long time.
"Put that down. That vase is from the Tang Dynasty."
Crash.
The vase fell to the ground and shattered.
"Ah, ah, ah. You beasts. I will fight all of you!"
(To be continued.)
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