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The technique of pseudo-soul creation indeed provided Kael with a lot of inspiration. Although it was still uncertain what Yaga Masamichi had used as raw materials back then, Kael had his own best choice.
The "Non-Action Hand" had an extremely prominent advantage in molding souls. Whether it was animals or Cursed Spirits, they could all be used as raw materials for creating pseudo-souls.
In less than a week, Kael produced a finished product.
"Wada, en-na!"
A black-and-white rabbit, about the height of an adult's knee with a round, chubby body and short legs, stood upright and wiggled toward Kael, showing off its unusually bouncy, jelly-like texture.
Referencing Muta Kokichi's mechanical Cursed Corpse technology and combining it with Kael's innovative pseudo-soul creation technique, the result was—
A semi-mechanical, fully autonomous Cursed Corpse.
Its function? Being cute?
Well, to a large extent, Kael did it to satisfy his own creative desires.
Now you can cheer for the great Wanzhou Wo—
Uh, no, that's not right. It's the great Mr. Kael.
A newly born life has an extremely strong dependency on its creator. The Bangboo hugged Kael's leg and then started humping it vigorously, its two long ears swinging so fast they became an afterimage.
"..."
Spring has long since passed; isn't it a bit late for this kind of 'awakening'?
Damn it, Kael cursed in his heart.
He shouldn't have used a rabbit as the main puzzle piece for the pseudo-soul.
If someone saw this, what would happen to his lifelong reputation?
Just as he was thinking about how to correct the Bangboo, the rabbit-eared pudding by his feet ran out of strength and lay on the ground panting.
Even this three-second duration was inherited from the rabbit.
"En-na... en-na..."
The Bangboo looked completely satisfied.
But in fact, it didn't have those functions. Where would a Cursed Corpse get biological organs? It was filled with a gelatinous material developed by Kael himself, which had excellent Cursed Energy conductivity.
This was merely psychological satisfaction brought about by satisfying residual biological habits.
"Maybe I should just destroy it and remake it."
Kael was a bit conflicted; he couldn't let his reputation be ruined by a Cursed Corpse rabbit.
"En-na?!"
Sensing its life was coming to an end, the Bangboo immediately perked up, looking at Kael pitifully as if it knew it had done wrong.
"Forget it. You need to control yourself. If there's a next time, I'll melt you down and remake you."
Kael threatened.
This was also for the Bangboo's own good, to prevent it from getting lost in the lingering obsessions of rabbits and losing its proper intelligence.
"En-na en-na."
The Bangboo hugged Kael's calf and rubbed against it forcefully.
"Alright, alright, don't tear my pants."
Rrrrrip...
The Bangboo lowered its head, looking pitiful once again.
Looking at this tiny cute thing, its essence was still a Cursed Corpse used for combat. Its total Cursed Energy had reached the Special Grade level, and its strength was anything but small.
After all, it was nourished by Kael using Jogo's soul.
If he were to hand the Special Grade cursed tool, the Teapot, to the Bangboo, there would truly be very few Jujutsu Sorcerers in the Jujutsu World who could defeat it. It was a solid top-tier combatant.
When Kael made his debut with the Bangboo, it instantly captured Kugisaki Nobara's maidenly heart.
Who could refuse a bouncy, short-legged rabbit?
"Class Monitor, why don't you just marry me? That way, Bangboo can be our joint marital property."
Kugisaki Nobara squeezed the Bangboo into the shape of a gourd with both hands, her calculating eyes practically beaming at Kael's face.
"En-na!"
The Bangboo was completely uninterested in females and struggled to escape from Kugisaki Nobara's embrace.
This female creature was truly baffling. Why did she keep attacking it with her mounds of fat?
"Keep dreaming."
Kael rolled his eyes at Kugisaki Nobara.
"Is it finally over? I don't have to eat rabbit anymore."
Itadori Yuji was most concerned about this.
The birth of the Bangboo was paved with countless rabbit carcasses, to the point where Itadori Yuji was almost developing an allergy from eating them.
Rabbit is delicious, but you can't eat it every single day.
Yaga Masamichi soon learned about this, and his mood was momentarily complex and difficult to describe.
He felt a strong sense of frustration.
The results he had worked so hard to hide were so easily replicated by Kael. His lifelong pride and joy had taken a heavy blow.
This was followed closely by worry.
Yaga Masamichi had experienced the greed and short-sightedness of the Jujutsu World Higher-ups long ago. No one could be sure what those people would do.
Fortunately, Kael's strength was not something he could compare to, and he also had the strongest teacher.
He hoped those guys among the Higher-ups could exercise some restraint and reason, otherwise heaven knows what would happen.
Regarding the birth of the Bangboo, the happiest one was Panda.
He felt a sense of solace from finding one of his own kind.
"I am Panda. Nice to meet you, please look after me from now on."
Panda's honest face showed a rare bit of nervousness, fearing that his new little companion, Bangboo, wouldn't like him.
"En-na en-na~."
The Bangboo blinked and mimicked Panda's tone.
Although others couldn't understand it, Panda, being a fellow Cursed Corpse, understood what the Bangboo was saying. His belly rippled with joy as he wanted to take the Bangboo out to play.
"En-na?"
The Bangboo turned back to look at its parent, seeking permission.
"Go ahead, just don't tear the school down."
Kael waved his hand and gave a reminder.
If the Bangboo really got carried away and started running wild, Yaga Masamichi would have to prepare a new campus renovation plan.
"We should head out too. We can't miss tonight's fireworks show."
Kael had come to the second-year classroom mainly to find Zenin Maki; the two had a date.
"I still have clothes to change into; I need to go back to the dormitory,"
Zenin Maki said. She also had great expectations for tonight's fireworks show and had specifically bought a yukata for it.
Summer, fireworks, yukata—all the elements were there.
"Oh~ let me help you."
Kael eagerly followed after her; he was a most considerate person.
In the blink of an eye, Inumaki Toge was the only one left in the classroom.
"Sigh—."
Inumaki Toge let out a long sigh, missing Okkotsu Yuta a little. If he were here, the two of them could have gone for a soak together.
...
...
"This is all your fault; now we're going to be late."
Zenin Maki gave Kael a reproachful look and looked down at her wrinkled yukata with a helpless expression.
She knew that once Kael stepped into her dormitory, things would spiral out of control.
"You're blaming me now? Weren't you the one who was most proactive just now?"
Kael had an innocent expression.
After her complete awakening, Zenin Maki's competitiveness was even greater than before. It was usually fine, but in a different setting, she very much wanted to take the initiative.
However, every time at the very end, it would result in a messy conclusion where she surrendered.
But the next time, she would tirelessly initiate the challenge again.
Zenin Maki's cheeks couldn't help but burn at his words. It was only because wearing this outfit made it inconvenient to move that she ended up just giving Kael a harmless glare.
"Don't worry, I've already prepared."
Kael took out the car keys and led Zenin Maki into Gojo Satoru's luxury car parked at the school.
The fireworks show was a representative summer activity held at night.
Among the crowded flow of people, most were young men and women like Kael, all in pairs.
Zenin Maki held Kael's arm, rarely showing a young girl's tender side.
The two walked along the riverbank together, enjoying this rare time.
Unfortunately, this beautiful leisure didn't last long before it was broken by an appearing figure.
Zenin Maki frowned as she stared at the guy blocking the way ahead.
It was a handsome blonde man wearing a black wide-sleeved haori over a wide-collared shirt, with loose light-colored hakama on his lower body. He had multiple piercings in his ears, and the upward slant of his eyes gave off a very uncomfortable feeling.
"Yo, my cousin. Long time no see, you've grown up quite a bit."
"Zenin Naoya."
Zenin Maki stated the other's name.
"How rude. It seems I didn't educate you enough when we were little. Is that how you address your brother?"
Zenin Naoya's tone was playful, his eyes carrying some malicious emotions.
It was like a disgust mixed with jealousy.
Zenin Naoya was the son of the Zenin Clan's twenty-sixth head, Zenin Naobito. He inherited the "Projection Sorcery" and was currently the heir to the clan head position. He was Zenin Maki's older cousin.
However, looking at the clash of their gazes, one could tell what the relationship between these two cousins had been like in their childhood.
The Zenin Clan was one of the oldest inherited Jujutsu families, standing alongside the Kamo Clan and the Gojo Clan.
But it was somewhat different from the latter two.
The Kamo Clan valued strength above all; even if one wasn't born of the main line, as long as they awakened the Blood Manipulation technique, they could compete for the clan head position.
The Gojo Clan was the most enlightened, actively embracing modern society and advocating for reform and change—after all, the clan head was Gojo Satoru himself.
The Zenin Clan was the most closed-off and conservative of the Three Great Families. You could see all the worst feudal customs and dross of ancient society within this clan.
A girl like Zenin Maki was at the very bottom of the Zenin Clan's hierarchy, not to mention she had no Cursed Energy. Bullying was a daily occurrence.
And Zenin Naoya was the one leading it.
The only thing worth celebrating was that the current head of the Zenin Clan, Zenin Naobito, was the most enlightened among the successive Zenin heads. He gave Zenin Maki the chance to pursue a different life path,
Which was what allowed her the opportunity to attend Jujutsu High.
"Then what should I call you? A dung maggot?"
Zenin Maki tilted her head, her tone calm, but her aggressiveness was maxed out.
"Heh, you're still the same as when you were a child. That's what I hate most about you. A woman should just stay in her place and wait to get married instead of always holding onto unrealistic fantasies. Your very existence is an insult to Toji."
Zenin Naoya twitched his mouth, his tone becoming increasingly foul.
It was hard to imagine that as the figurehead of the Zenin conservatives, the one he admired most was the rebellious Toji Fushiguro from back then.
And precisely because of this, Zenin Naoya harbored such deep hostility toward Zenin Maki, who also possessed a "Heavenly Restriction."
In the end, this could be considered a form of twisted jealousy.
"But I didn't come here to educate you this time."
Zenin Naoya looked at Kael with a scrutinizing gaze, but his voice became much more formal, fitting his appearance as a noble young master.
"You must be Kael. Marry into the Zenin Clan, and we will marry Maki to you. If you're interested in her equally useless sister, giving you one more is no problem. Most importantly, we are willing to bestow the name of Zenin upon you."
Zenin Naoya said with full confidence.
In his long-held perception, he truly couldn't imagine any reason why Kael would refuse.
The name of Zenin—what an honor.
If it were just the strength of a First Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, it wouldn't be worth the Zenin Clan making such a "sacrifice." The main reason was the technology for fully automatic Cursed Corpses and Special Grade cursed tool manufacturing.
To this end, Zenin Naoya had gone through a lot of trouble to bribe the staff at Jujutsu High to confirm Kael's travel schedule and find this place in advance, waiting for him to appear.
Despite the efforts of Yaga Masamichi and Gojo Satoru to cover things up, given the current state of the Jujutsu World, where some among the Higher-ups were even colluding with Cursed Spirits, how could the news be completely blocked?
Up until now, Kael hadn't figured out the power structure of the Jujutsu World.
Because there simply was no structure.
To put it bluntly, the entire Jujutsu World was just a makeshift stage put together by several Jujutsu families around Tengen. It wasn't even as good as a makeshift stage.
However, if it came to a contest of who was worse, the Cursed Spirits group was undoubtedly even more of a mess. Otherwise, Jujutsu Sorcerers wouldn't have been able to keep them suppressed for over a thousand years.
Zenin Naoya stared fixedly at Kael.
He was prepared. If Kael agreed to cooperate, then so be it. If not, he would take action to capture him and bring him back to the Zenin Clan to force the matter.
By then, even if Gojo Satoru came knocking, the elders of the Zenin Clan would have something to say—this was the Zenin Clan's internal business.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Mai is already waiting for you at home."
Zenin Naoya said as if it were a sudden realization.
Hearing this, Zenin Maki instantly lost control of her expression. No longer caring about the current setting, she was about to step forward and take action when Kael raised his hand to stop her.
"You're dressed so beautifully today, you can't get dirty. Let me do it instead."
"...I don't want to see that disgusting face."
Zenin Maki paused for a moment and turned her head away as she spoke.
"Understood, as you wish."
Kael said, cracking his wrist.
"What, you want to fight?"
Zenin Naoya's smile carried some contempt.
He certainly knew about Kael's status and strength as a 'Heavenly Restriction' user, but he was dismissive of it. In the eyes of this Toji fanboy, all so-called 'Tyrants' besides Toji Fushiguro were fakes.
And although they were both First Grade Jujutsu Sorcerers, Zenin Naoya was half a grade higher, a recognized Special First Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer.
After all, he was of the same era as Gojo Satoru.
The so-called Special First Grade was an unofficial rank title, referring to those top-tier individuals among First Grade Jujutsu Sorcerers whose strength far exceeded that of ordinary First Grade sorcerers.
They could even fight against Domain users without using a Domain themselves.
In the next second, Zenin Naoya's originally handsome face became like a spilled sauce shop—salty, sour, and spicy flavors all came out at once. His eyes were crooked and his nose slanted, forming a bloody mess.
What happened?!
Zenin Naoya's nearly stalled brain issued an instinctive question, trying to mobilize Cursed Energy to perform his technique, but the Cursed Energy in his body was currently like a pool of stagnant water.
Kael held Zenin Naoya like he was holding a dead dog, then turned and said to Zenin Maki behind him.
"Let's go. We're going to the Zenin Clan to propose marriage."