Chapter 29: Shibuya
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, only one month remained until Kofushi and the others would resurrect Tamamo-no-Mae.
On this day, the students of Jujutsu High.
Early morning, inside the classroom.
After saying a few words from the podium, Yaga Masamichi let Alex Moyan and the others have free time.
This situation had already lasted for more than half a month.
It was as if Cursed Spirits across all of Japan had vanished into thin air; it was unclear if this was due to an increase in the citizens' sense of happiness.
Recently, the appearance of Cursed Spirits had become pitifully rare.
The group wasn't as happy as one might imagine upon hearing the news, as this situation had already been going on for over half a month.
The others seemed a bit listless, while Alex Moyan alone wore a worried expression.
The only exception was Shoko Ieiri, who looked completely indifferent.
After all, she was just a support Jujutsu Sorcerer; fighting and killing weren't really her thing.
In contrast, Satoru and the others, as combatants, were practically growing rusty from the lack of action.
Among them, the most troubled was Alex Moyan, who wanted to subdue Cursed Spirits.
Compared to Geto Suguru, who had to defeat them, swallow them, and endure the disgusting taste of Cursed Spirits.
Alex Moyan could subdue Cursed Spirits without any cost; it only took a few light words.
He couldn't wait to grow stronger.
"Ah~ Yaga Masamichi Sensei, give us a mission."
"This kid is about to starve to death!"
Outside the classroom, Alex Moyan pathetically tugged at the corner of Yaga Masamichi's clothes.
Yaga Masamichi was full of helplessness; he had never seen a student so proactive about exorcising Cursed Spirits.
Nor had he ever encountered a student with such high efficiency.
Other students needed to be cautious, as if walking on thin ice, to complete missions to exorcise Cursed Spirits.
He, on the other hand, would set out in the morning and be back by the morning.
He could keep going after lunch, and he didn't even care for anything below First Grade!
Other students: What? First Grade! Isn't that just asking for my life?
Alex Moyan: What? First Grade? If the Kyoto Branch next door finds out, they'll think we can't handle our missions!
Give me ten more! Ten every day!
And he'd ask for Special Grade missions right off the bat; do you really think Special Grades are like cabbages that you can just have whenever you want!
Not to mention that even in Tokyo, the most densely populated and prosperous area, the probability of a Special Grade appearing is extremely low.
Looking at all of Japan, there are only sixteen registered Special Grade Cursed Spirits.
Yaga Masamichi sighed; he had been annoyed by Alex Moyan's pestering for the past few days.
It wasn't that Yaga Masamichi didn't want to assign missions to Alex Moyan, but that the Cursed Spirits had collectively vanished as if by agreement.
Such an anomaly naturally caught the attention of the Jujutsu Higher-ups, who had already begun an investigation.
Word was that it was the work of those Curse Users.
Although Yaga Masamichi didn't know why those guys were doing this.
But his intuition told him it was likely a massive conspiracy.
Although Curse Users are currently weak, even rats can breed a plague that everyone fears!
"Alex, it's not that I, your teacher, won't give you a mission, but there really aren't any missions for you to complete lately."
Yaga Masamichi said, giving a tug to break free from Alex Moyan's clinging.
Watching Yaga Masamichi's retreating back, Alex Moyan pleaded, "Give me a First Grade, no! A Grade 2 is fine too! Sensei!"
Yaga Masamichi acted as if he hadn't heard, quickening his pace even more and vanishing from Alex Moyan's sight in an instant.
Seeing Yaga Masamichi leave so heartlessly, Alex Moyan appeared furious on the surface and grumbled a few things about him.
Bakayaro, bakayaro (Jerk)~
In his heart, however, he was impressed; Kofushi and the others were really efficient.
As expected of top-tier experts among First Grades; taking action personally was much more effective than their underlings.
Looking at Alex Moyan's lonely and desolate back.
Satoru and the others looked like they were enjoying the show.
Then they asked, "Alex, let's go shopping together!"
"I heard a brand new dessert shop just opened in Shibuya; are you interested?"
Satoru pulled down his sunglasses, revealing eyes as brilliant as a sea of stars, and winked at Alex Moyan.
As if saying, "Come on, let's go."
"Let's go, why wouldn't I!"
"Since I'm free anyway, I heard a new seafood buffet opened there."
"Are you guys interested?"
Alex Moyan looked serious, and then he and the others hit it off immediately, heading towards Shibuya.
Alex Moyan would eat seafood, Satoru would eat dessert, and Geto Suguru would accompany both of them.
And Shoko Ieiri would accompany the three of them.
And Shibuya—yes, that's the same Shibuya from over a decade later.
Shibuya, one of Tokyo's 23 wards, is the largest commercial district in Japan and a major tourist destination.
Every day, tourists flock here in endless streams.
It is home to famous department stores, fashion boutiques, restaurants, cafes, amusement facilities, and even adult entertainment establishments, all packed tightly together.
It is a district listed alongside Shinjuku as a "24-hour city that never sleeps."
Additionally, it holds the beautiful title of "The Street of Youth."
This also makes Shibuya the birthplace of various trends for both Japan and the world.
It is known as the fashion and trend center of Asia.
Soon, the group arrived in Shibuya.
Bustling streets, a dazzling array of billboards.
The streets were packed with people, and the intersection was surging with crowds.
Word has it that this intersection is the largest in all of Asia.
Every time the traffic light turns green, nearly three thousand people pass through.
And this is also one of the most densely populated areas in Japan.
The more people there are, the more resentment and curses there will be, and thus more Cursed Spirits.
Therefore, Jujutsu Sorcerers regularly handle the Cursed Spirits in Shibuya.
To prevent them from accumulating and giving birth to powerful Cursed Spirits.
Yet Shibuya, where Cursed Spirits are usually seen everywhere, seemed so clean today?
The group reached the intersection, waiting for the light to change so they could head to the shopping mall across the street.
"First shopping, then the dessert shop, and finally the seafood buffet."
Alex Moyan laid out the day's itinerary and then looked at the three people beside him.
"Any problems?"
The three of them all indicated there were no problems.
Just as they reached the outside of the mall, before Alex Moyan and the others could even walk through the main entrance.
A few pretty and cute girls ran up to them, blocking their path.
"Big brother, can I take a photo with you?"
A cute girl, about fifteen years old, shyly took out her phone and looked at the three of them bashfully.
Today, Satoru was wearing a white wool sweater and long-legged black casual pants.
Paired with his 1.9-meter height, he looked tall, fit, and very bright and handsome.
Combined with his unruly smile, he captured the hearts of many young girls.
Meanwhile, Geto Suguru wore clothes in colors opposite to Satoru's.
His friendly smile was the complete opposite of Satoru's, making people feel like they were in a pleasant spring breeze.
Alex Moyan was wearing a white wool sweater with warm yellow stripes, looking around blankly and adorably.
With his mouth covered by his collar, it added a touch of mysterious cuteness.
The three of them walking down the street were quite a beautiful sight.
It was understandable that they were being approached by young girls.
Only Shoko was still wearing her Tokyo Jujutsu High uniform, but she still looked brilliant, frequently drawing the gazes of others on the street.
But under the protection of Alex Moyan and the other two, no man dared to come over and talk to her.