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That night, the Zenin Clan was struck from the records by Kael.
But in its place, the Jujutsu World gained an "abiko" clan.
The heritage and backbone of a thousand-year-old Jujutsu clan were crushed into dust by Kael in a single day.
Among the hundreds in this family, only Zenin Naobiko's bones were a bit tougher; Kael had to break them over a dozen times before he finally knelt down, however reluctantly.
The physical torture was secondary; the main thing was that their spirit had been crushed by Kael's peerless power.
The gap between them was simply too vast—so vast that Zenin Naobito could only bow his head.
Sukuna received the same treatment back in the day.
After overwhelmingly defeating the "Sun, Moon, and Stars Squad" and the "Five Empty Generals"—elite subjugation teams directly under the Northern House of Fujiwara—wasn't he also respectfully invited into the palace of Heian-kyo by the Jujutsu Sorcerers to be worshipped?
Kael went a bit further than Sukuna.
He directly manifested his "Gluttonous Sea of Light" domain, unwilling to even grant the Zenin Clan the release of death, leaving them with only one choice: "abiko."
Before Kael's power, the collective willpower of the Zenin Clan was not as resilient as they had originally thought.
The first to submit was Zenin Naoya.
No, that's not right; he should be called Abiko Naoya now.
However, what gave old man Naobito a bit of comfort was that not all of the Zenin Clan had changed their surname to abiko; at least the two sisters, Zenin Maki and Zenin Mai, remained.
But this comfort likely wouldn't last very long.
According to local tradition, after a woman marries, she takes her husband's surname.
Of course, in the eyes of some "abikos" today, this might not be a bad thing; wouldn't it mean establishing an even closer connection with the "Master"?
The "abikos" who held such thoughts were indeed the ones who had been thoroughly beaten into submission by Kael that night.
"You two, you must serve the Master well."
Abiko Naoya had found the Zenin sisters in private and warned them with a serious expression.
"..."
This left Zenin Maki speechless, not knowing how to respond.
She seriously suspected that Kael had hit him too hard and damaged his brain.
Seeing this Hachiko-like expression of loyalty on Naoya's face felt far too jarring.
Even "Abiko Ogi" stopped going to extremes; his mindset had done a complete 180-degree turn. Seeing his older brother, whom he had envied his whole life, he began to walk with his head held high, feeling proud of his two daughters.
He called them "darling" this and "good job" that.
It made Zenin Maki's skin crawl; the fatherly love she had never felt in her life was being poured out all at once these past few days, causing severe physical discomfort.
But what gave her the biggest headache wasn't that, but her troublesome younger sister.
"Master~, my chest feels a bit tight. Hurry and feel what's wrong."
Zenin Mai leaned into Kael's arms like a lazy, clingy shorthaired cat, her eyes filled with provocation toward her sister.
After all these years, she had finally found an opportunity for revenge.
Seeing the mounting anger and jealousy on Zenin Maki's face, she couldn't describe how satisfied she felt.
Men really are best when they're stolen, especially from one's own sister.
Of course, this wasn't entirely to provoke Maki.
The moment Kael overturned the Zenin Clan, a feeling she had never experienced before quietly sprouted in Zenin Mai's heart; she had simply found an excuse to cover it up.
"Mai."
Zenin Maki growled through gritted teeth.
"Master, I'm scared~."
"There, there, don't be afraid. Master will massage your chest for you."
Kael played the role very well; it didn't seem like an act at all.
He felt very much like a landlord master; that sense of depravity was completely heartfelt.
"How much longer are you going to lounge around here? Teacher Gojo's phone has been ringing off the hook."
Zenin Mai couldn't control either of them now; seeing the two of them acting so lovey-dovey, she could only bring up Gojo Satoru.
The fact that Kael had struck the Zenin Clan from the records and changed it to abiko had already caused an uproar in the outside world.
The documents for the family name change were currently being held by the Jujutsu World Higher-ups, who were delaying the approval.
The first to bear the brunt of the Higher-ups' pressure was Gojo Satoru.
His relationship with the Higher-ups was already tense, and Kael's actions had undoubtedly ignited the powder keg between them.
Although the specific details weren't clear yet, if the Zenin Clan truly submitted to Kael, then two of the Big Three Families of the Jujutsu World would be completely aligned.
In that case, who would the Higher-ups even be?
The so-called Higher-ups were merely representatives of a collective.
With the thousand years of accumulation and influence of the two great families in the Jujutsu World, the power they could mobilize and influence wasn't just the families themselves, but at least dozens of Jujutsu families, large and small, that were connected to them.
This group gathered together, even if it didn't represent the majority of Jujutsu Sorcerers, would be enough to split the current Jujutsu World.
Kael's "proposal" had directly shattered the existing status quo, scaring countless people into sleepless nights.
But with Gojo Satoru acting as a shield, the turmoil outside the abiko family had not yet reached Kael.
Of course, Gojo Satoru wasn't the only one with a headache these days; Abiko Naobito was too.
His white hair was falling out in clumps, and he had a bald spot in the center of his head, which broke the old man's heart.
You should know that the "Reverse Cursed Technique" couldn't bring back lost hair.
"You bastard! How much longer are you going to lounge around here?!"
Naobito had finally managed to send away several old fogies who had come to his door. As soon as he returned, he saw Kael sitting there with a girl in each arm, looking quite the picture of enjoyment, making his mustache twitch with rage.
"Watch your wording, former head of the Zenin Clan."
Kael reminded him, leaving Naobito speechless.
In terms of formal procedure, Kael was already the first-generation head of the "abiko" clan.
"Moshi moshi, is this the abiko residence?"
Behind Naobito came Gojo Satoru's teasing laughter; just hearing the voice, one could imagine him holding back his laughter.
"..."
Naobito's eyes twitched; why hadn't he just let Kael beat him to death back then?
Not wanting to stay and be further humiliated, Naobito gave his sleeve a forceful flick and stormed off in a huff.
"Teacher Gojo, what brings you here?"
Kael raised a hand in greeting.
"You've been skipping class for quite a few days. When do you plan on returning to school?"
Gojo Satoru asked, testing the waters a bit.
He was now a bit unsure of Kael's stance; what if this guy got addicted to being a "Master"?
After all, it's hard to be good, but falling into depravity only takes a moment.
On this point, Gojo Satoru had misjudged Kael; he hadn't just become depraved, he had never intended to be "good" in the first place.
"Tomorrow, tomorrow."
Kael said as he stretched; these past few days had been enough for him to complete the transformation of the "abiko" family.
It was simply a matter of enforcing his will.
In fact, when Kael was delivering his "fist-based instructions" earlier, he had already infused his "will" into them; now the "abiko" family was full of positive energy.
The family atmosphere was now proactive, upbeat, and cheerful.
If you were to die and come back to life over a dozen times at Kael's hands, your thoughts would also be reshaped, and you'd start to cherish life.
What does it mean to be reborn?
This was being reborn in the truest sense.
"You don't need to worry about the voices from the outside world; I'll take care of it for you. Time is on our side."
Gojo Satoru's face beamed with a confident smile.
Before coming here, he had quietly observed the current state of the "abiko" family, and the results were very satisfying.
He hadn't expected that besides being powerful, Kael's organizational and management skills would be so outstanding; there were even some aspects Gojo Satoru was planning to borrow and apply to the Gojo Clan.
"Why make it so complicated? Among the Big Three Families, only the Kamo Clan is left. I'll cast a vote for Noritoshi and support him as the head of the Kamo Clan. With your vote, it'll be a two-to-one total victory."
Kael sometimes felt that Gojo Satoru didn't act decisively enough.
But it was understandable; Gojo Satoru didn't used to have this kind of personality; he only changed after experiencing a series of incidents.
"A two-to-one victory, just like that?"
Gojo Satoru's lips quirked.
He had to admit, he was very tempted just now.
If the Big Three Families joined forces, they could directly replace the ecological niche of the current Jujutsu World Higher-ups.
There might be some conflict and casualties in the process, but it could definitely be controlled within an acceptable range.
Even Tengen wouldn't be able to say anything about it.
Because the Big Three Families could completely represent the majority.
But thinking of the enemies in the shadows, Gojo Satoru suppressed this impulse.
If they purged the Higher-ups of the Jujutsu World now, it would surely give the enemy an opportunity; it would be better to play it safe for now.
"Let's wait a bit longer. Noritoshi is a good kid, but he might not necessarily stand with us."
Gojo Satoru shook his head gently.
That was true; not everyone has the courage for a revolutionary purge. Kamo Noritoshi only cared about his mother.
"Suit yourself."
Kael said this, but in his heart, he already had another candidate in mind.
The internal atmosphere of the Kamo Clan was relatively open-minded; there was only one hard requirement for competing for the headship: mastering "Blood Manipulation."
Kamo Noritoshi wasn't the only Jujutsu Sorcerer of this generation to awaken this technique; if the timing was right, Itadori Yuji's three older brothers should be making an appearance soon.
Kael didn't have the same patience or interest as Gojo Satoru to play house with the Jujutsu World Higher-ups.
"Don't do anything reckless; the Kamo Clan is different from the Zenin Clan..."
Gojo Satoru heard the dismissiveness in Kael's voice and quickly offered a word of caution.
Some things can happen once, but not twice. If Kael developed a habit of this and created a "Second Grandson" clan, he would truly end up on the opposite side of everyone.
The Jujutsu World needed reform and a purging of the corrupt Higher-ups, but it also didn't need a dictator.
If such a person truly appeared, the secular forces of civilization would likely intervene.
"I know, I know. Even if you asked me to adopt another grandson, I wouldn't be interested."
Kael interrupted.
This was the truth; one Zenin Clan was enough for him to play with, but another would become a burden.
After their exchange, Gojo Satoru's heart finally settled back into his chest. He stayed at the "abiko" residence for a delicious meal before promptly leaving.
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Fushiguro Megumi would take time every week to visit his sister, who was bedridden due to a deep curse.
However, Fushiguro Megumi didn't like to mention his own affairs to others, so Itadori Yuji and the others didn't know much about his past.
This time, as before, Fushiguro Megumi went to the hospital alone, carrying fresh flowers.
However, before he even entered the door, he heard a familiar clamor coming from inside the ward, and his expression froze.
"She looks nothing like Mei Mei."
It was Itadori Yuji who made the observation.
"She's obviously much better looking."
Kugisaki Nobara added.
"Right?"
Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement.
"I won't allow you to disparage my brother-in-law like that. Even if he's ugly, he's still my dear brother-in-law!"
Kael spoke with righteous indignation.
"...Big brother, since when did Mei Mei become your brother-in-law?"
Itadori Yuji's brain was a bit slow, and he asked instinctively.
"From the first moment I saw Mikiko! I've decided that Mei Mei is my brother-in-law."
Kael's tone was firm, as if he were taking a party oath.
"I refuse!!"
Fushiguro Megumi pushed the door open forcefully and shouted.
That bastard Kael was clearly lusting after his sister's body; weren't all those other women enough to satisfy him?
Not to mention the Zenin sisters.
Don't think he didn't know that Kael was involved with Ms. Shoko from the school infirmary; the last time he passed by, he saw the two of them kissing in the infirmary, and the sound could be heard all the way in the hallway!
How could Fushiguro Megumi let his sister fall into the trap of such a scumbag?
"Yo, brother-in-law!"
Kael gave a friendly greeting.
"Who's your brother-in-law? And Teacher Gojo, why did you bring them here?"
Fushiguro Megumi was a bit annoyed; Itadori Yuji and Kugisaki Nobara were one thing...
"Oh, I wanted to see if Kael could wake Tsumiki up."
Gojo Satoru said, scratching his head.
Since taking the Fushiguro siblings out of the Zenin Clan, he had taken on the responsibility of caring for them, acting as their de facto guardian.
If Gojo Satoru had even a little less integrity, Fushiguro Megumi would have to be renamed Gojo Megumi.
"..."
Fushiguro Megumi fell silent, thinking of the healed Muta Kokichi, and a glimmer of hope was ignited in his heart once more.
He took a few steps forward, raised his hands, and pressed them firmly on Kael's shoulders. After hesitating for a long while, he finally forced the words out.
"My... my sister, I'm entrusting her to you."
"Don't worry, I'll take full responsibility for the rest of her life!"
Kael gave Fushiguro Megumi a thumbs up.
"You bastard! You clearly know that's not what I meant!!"
Fushiguro Megumi was about to go crazy, shaking Kael's body.
If Kael really did wake Fushiguro Tsumiki up, with the debt of saving her life, combined with Kael's perfect looks and charm, Fushiguro Megumi believed his sister would fall for him in less than three days.
But with this hope right in front of him, how could Fushiguro Megumi not try his best?
What kind of situation was this?
A straight line turned into a dead end at both ends?
Fushiguro Megumi felt a lump in his throat.