"They... are always like this?"
"You'll get... you'll get used to it."
Nobara Kugisaki, who had just entered the classroom, looked through the window at the training ground, which seemed to be undergoing a barrage of cannon fire. As a Third-Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
She really wanted to turn around and ask Megumi Fushiguro if all the Jujutsu Sorcerers in this city were so powerful. She was a Third-Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer using nails and a hammer to beat Cursed Spirits, so why were her fellow Jujutsu High students firing cannons?
In response, Megumi Fushiguro merely maintained his usual deadpan look; he had already been surprised by the terrifying strength of his seniors before.
If reaching "Grade 1" was considered the standard for graduation within Jujutsu High, then there really weren't many people left who could continue to accompany them there.
After all, having gone through the previous nationwide chaos, the students dispatched by Jujutsu High had all grown stronger amidst the danger. Even if their official rank wasn't Grade 1 yet, purely based on strength, they were truly formidable.
"Hurry up and sit down. The teacher should be arriving soon."
Megumi Fushiguro said this while resting his chin in his hand. Nobara Kugisaki figured since there were so many seats, she sat down by the window, continuing to gaze leisurely at the scene on the training ground outside.
As Yuta Okkotsu's Cursed Energy cannon precisely hit its target, an ordinary person would likely have had their soul ascend, but since the opponent was our resilient athlete, it could only be said that it hurt a little, but it wasn't a big problem.
Amidst the rising smoke, a slightly disheveled Yuji Itadori walked out once more. A trail of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. Compared to the durability of his shorts, the clothes on his upper body had been utterly shredded as if they were inferior products.
"Nice physique~"
Nobara Kugisaki, sitting in the classroom and looking toward Itadori through the window, smiled and let out a soft whistle. Just as she was about to continue watching, the door to the classroom she was in was pushed open from the outside.
There were only two freshmen this year, so if the person wasn't a cleaner, it could only be the teacher who would be responsible for their Jujutsu studies.
Hearing the sound, she turned her head toward the classroom door, only to see a woman wearing white casual clothes walk in. After just one glance, Nobara Kugisaki's eyes were unable to move away from her.
"What a great figure..."
The person who arrived was none other than Chinatsu, who had resumed her role as a Jujutsu teacher. Although she was 28 years old this year, anyone who didn't know her would absolutely never guess her age.
Having been born in the countryside, she felt she had only seen similar figures in a model magazine she bought after arriving in Tokyo.
Nobara Kugisaki blinked blankly. Only after her brain rapidly processed the situation did she manage to reluctantly shift some of her gaze from Chinatsu to Megumi Fushiguro, who was sitting in the first row.
From her angle, she could only see Megumi Fushiguro's calm back, which confirmed to Nobara Kugisaki that the person before her was indeed their Jujutsu teacher.
Prosperous Tokyo!
Beautiful teacher!
Stars seemed to twinkle in Nobara Kugisaki's eyes. Chinatsu, in her sight, appeared to transform into an angel, waving to her with the promise of a wonderful future.
"Ha... haha... hahahaha..."
Thinking this, Nobara Kugisaki couldn't help but let out bursts of soft, silly laughter. Meanwhile, Megumi Fushiguro, sitting in the first row extremely close to Chinatsu, appeared calm, but a storm was raging inside him.
He subtly gulped down a mouthful of saliva. The moment he swallowed, Chinatsu's gaze fell upon him, making him tense up even more, not daring to show the slightest bit of negligence.
Chinatsu looked at Megumi Fushiguro's nervous expression and chuckled softly in her heart, while outwardly maintaining the serious demeanor of a strict teacher.
"Originally, the person coming today was my younger brother, but he had an urgent matter, so I'm substituting for him. However, our school is small, so we'll see each other often anyway."
"My name is Gojo Chinatsu. You can call me Gojo-sensei, but my younger brother is also named Gojo, so to avoid confusion, calling me Chinatsu-sensei is also fine."
Chinatsu introduced herself calmly. Afterward, she turned her head to look at Nobara Kugisaki, who was sitting near the window. After the teacher's introduction, it was naturally time for the students' brief introductions.
Nobara Kugisaki stood up from her seat with a "bang." Although normally very frank and confident, she was slightly nervous at the moment.
"M-My name is Nobara Kugisaki. You can call me Kugisaki or Nobara. My C-Cursed Technique is [Straw Doll Technique]. I'm a Third-Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, but my strength is definitely well above Grade 2!"
Nobara Kugisaki slapped her chest and looked seriously at Chinatsu. Although her introduction was finished, she didn't immediately sit down, as if waiting for Chinatsu's evaluation of her.
"Hmm, I've looked at your file. Third-Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer is indeed underestimating you a bit. After you systematically accompany a team to exorcise a few Cursed Spirits, I will help you report it and raise your ranking."
As Chinatsu's words fell, Nobara Kugisaki was so excited she nearly stamped her feet. Jujutsu Sorcerers have special status; different ranks come with different fixed salaries, a benefit she possessed even as a student.
Once she had money, she wanted to properly explore Tokyo, buying all sorts of bags and eating all kinds of delicious food. Her future was absolutely bright!
Just as Nobara Kugisaki was immersed in the wonderful future she had envisioned, the other student in the classroom, Megumi Fushiguro, also stood up from his seat and began his serious introduction.
"My name is Megumi Fushiguro. My Cursed Technique is the [Ten Shadows Technique], inherited through the Zenin Family bloodline. My current Jujutsu rank is Grade 2, but I am confident I can match an ordinary Grade 1."
At this point, Megumi Fushiguro paused, then took a deep breath, adjusted his composure, and continued his introduction.
"Although I don't really want to admit it, my father is very strong—so strong that when I sparred with him briefly before coming to school, I was instantly knocked out, even though I was fully prepared."
As soon as he said this, Nobara Kugisaki emerged from her fantasy world and couldn't help but feel surprised by Megumi Fushiguro's words.
First, he claimed he was comparable to an ordinary Grade 1, and then he said he was easily knocked out by his own father. Was he sure there wasn't a contradiction between these two statements?
Nobara Kugisaki was unaware of the existence of the heavenly restriction tyrant and didn't know Toji Fushiguro, so it was completely normal for her to feel confused.
Hearing Megumi Fushiguro's words, Chinatsu mentally reconstructed the scene that must have taken place, secretly lamenting that she hadn't been able to witness the marvelous sight of a father beating his son.
Megumi Fushiguro's fists subtly clenched. He, too, was recalling the situation as he spoke, and a tremendous sense of frustration welled up in his heart.
"My father and I have already made a bet. The next time I see him, I will definitely win. Surpassing my father... No, my goal is to become the sixth Special Grade Sorcerer!"