Sing!
Gojo Satoru watched Okkotsu Yuta, who had already started singing on the stage, and nodded with satisfaction.
He knew that it was very expensive to book a concert hall on short notice, and he also had to pay people to cheer.
But if the student could overcome his fear, this money was nothing, after all, as a teacher, he was very responsible!
...
At this moment, Hakari Kinji was sitting in a bar, envisioning his future life with Hoshi Kirara.
...
The next day.
7:30 AM
Kyoto School, principal's office.
Masamichi Yaga was sitting on the sofa with his cane at this moment, glanced at the three people in the room, and asked, "Where did Todo go again?"
Kamo Noritoshi answered, "He went out to attend Takada-chan's handshake event, he'll be back at noon."
"…"
Masamichi Yaga hesitated for a moment and said, "Never mind, the reason I called you here today is that I have a mission. Gang up on Yuuki, and probe his limits."
"That, that's not a good idea. With Todo around, he probably won't let us gang up on that Yuuki, after all, that's how it was before, he directly crushed one of my cursed corpses without any warning." Mechamaru, who had replaced his cursed corpse, said.
"Yeah, Todo hates it when someone interferes in his battles, we'll get killed." Nishimiya Momo gripped the broom in her hand tightly.
"Well, you don't need to worry about that, just let that Yuuki from Tokyo School display his full strength, you can retreat first."
"Yes!"
The others looked at each other, and left directly.
Seeing everyone leave, Masamichi Yaga said to himself, Besides Okkotsu Yuta, the one that Gojo Satoru values should be that Yuuki. Anyone who is valued by him won't be weak in the future.
A second Gojo Satoru shouldn't appear in this world, I have to be wary of him, otherwise the higher-ups of the jujutsu world will be overthrown by that fearless brat sooner or later.
"Next... is the rule for this team battle."
Masamichi Yaga looked down at the white paper on the table, and took out his phone to dial a number.
...
At this moment, in the Kyoto School training field.
Yuuki, Okkotsu Yuta, and Hakari Kinji were jogging, having been training since they woke up at 5:30 AM.
Hoshi Kirara was shouting "Do your best!" from the side.
Kamo Noritoshi and the others, who had walked out of the principal's office, looked at the Tokyo School, who were still training. Nishimiya Momo asked, "Are we really going to do this? If Todo catches us, I feel like we'll get beaten up."
Mechamaru, who had experienced it firsthand, said, "Yeah, he didn't hesitate at all when he crushed my cursed corpse. It's hard to imagine how his body, which doesn't look very strong, can fight Todo-senpai to a standstill."
Ever since Mechamaru had been easily crushed by Todo Aoi yesterday, he had developed a sense of awe for this upperclassman, he was too strong!
Kamo Noritoshi looked at Yuuki, who was running in the training field, and said, "We'll talk about it when the time comes. If Todo meets Yuuki first, then we'll retreat. If we meet him first, then we'll probe his limits as the principal said, and it won't be too late to retreat when Todo arrives."
The two agreed with what the captain said. After all, there was no other way. Although Todo Aoi wouldn't really kill anyone, they would inevitably get a beating.
Yuuki, who had finished a lap, also saw the Kyoto School group watching from afar, and waved his hand, shouting, "Do you want to join us for morning training? The early bird catches the worm, training can make the day full of energy!"
"Old man, what kind of team battle game rules did you customize this time?"
Gojo Satoru, who was wearing old-fashioned sunglasses, pushed open the door of the principal's office, and asked Masamichi Yaga, who was inside.
"It's here, take a look, Gojo Satoru."
Masamichi Yaga didn't get angry, and pointed to the white paper on the table with the hand that was holding his cane.
He knew that getting angry in front of this guy was useless, he would only be labeled as useless.
"Alright!"
Gojo Satoru hopped over to the sofa, picked up the white paper on the table, and began to read it.
The more he read, the more interested he became, and he asked, "Is your school serious? A maze of this scale can't be constructed in a short amount of time."
"Isn't that what you're here for? Gojo Satoru, you can't possibly not be able to construct this thing, right?"
Masamichi Yaga raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes staring intently at the unrestrained Gojo Satoru in front of him.
"Interesting."
Gojo Satoru got up and rubbed his shoulders, and said, "Alright, let's get to work quickly. Let's try to construct this thing before eating lunch at eleven o'clock."
"Alright, I'll take you there."
Masamichi Yaga got up, and led Gojo Satoru out of the principal's office. When they passed by the training field, they saw the Tokyo School and Kyoto School group who were jogging.
Gojo Satoru said with satisfaction, "Not bad, promoting the friendship between the two schools."
"Yeah, after all, the future of the jujutsu world still depends on these kids. Of course, it would be better if there weren't people with dangerous thoughts like you." Masamichi Yaga glanced at Gojo Satoru as he said this.
"Hmph, think whatever you want, you bunch of old geezers who are halfway in the grave. What I do know is that I want to train more geniuses to change the rotten jujutsu world of today."
Gojo Satoru said with a smile, looking at the few people in the field, his eyes full of anticipation.
"That's why I said your thoughts are dangerous."
Masamichi Yaga said and continued to walk towards the destination, Gojo Satoru glanced at him and also followed behind.
At this moment, in the training field.
The people from the two schools were holding a relay race, as if no one was willing to admit defeat, running wildly on the track. Nishimiya Momo, because she wasn't good at running, was assigned to be in the same group as Yuuki, and could use [Tool Manipulation] to fly on a broom.
[Tool Manipulation: The data that the author has is that it's the manipulation of objects.]
Nishimiya Momo glanced at Yuuki and said, "Don't think that you can temporarily fight Todo to a standstill, so you can keep up with my speed. You're definitely not faster than me if you rely on your physical strength alone."
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm usually very amateur when it comes to running. After all, stalling for time during battle is my specialty."
As Yuuki said this, Okkotsu Yuta rushed past him, and Mechamaru also made "clack clack clack" sounds as he ran wildly.
The rules of the competition were like this, the training field track was 500 meters in a circle, one person ran two laps, and then passed the baton to the next person.
The person receiving the baton could only run after receiving the baton, which also tested their starting explosiveness.
In the end, the losing team had to fulfill the winning team's request, but it couldn't be excessive.
Yuuki was assigned to the third and fourth laps, and Hakari Kinji-senpai would duel with Kamo Noritoshi, who was also a second-year.
Although the team battle was going to start at noon, it wasn't bad to compete with each other a little at this moment, everyone thought so.
Okkotsu Yuta was slightly better at this moment. Although it was difficult to run purely with physical strength without using cursed energy and cursed corpses, that didn't mean that he would give up here.
Looking at Yuuki, who was still a hundred meters away, Okkotsu Yuta took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and his leg muscles bulged again, accelerating once again.
"What! He can still accelerate!"
Mechamaru was already at top speed at this moment, and was shocked to see Okkotsu Yuta, who could still run even faster.
He didn't expect that this guy just looked weak, but he wasn't weak at all when he really ran.
But he was already at top speed, after all, his body was a cursed corpse, and he needed cursed energy for every movement. It would be against the rules if he accelerated any further.
But... Nishimiya Momo didn't have a speed limit, as long as she could pass the baton in her hand to her, absolute... victory!
When that time came, she could look at those people from Tokyo School, who had lost the competition, with her head held high.
At this moment, Okkotsu Yuta had already passed the baton in his hand to Yuuki, and shouted, "I did my best, I'll leave it to you, Yuuki!"
Yuuki didn't say anything, he just took the baton and ran wildly, the leg muscles inside his long pants bulging high, like a wild boar charging forward, breaking through all defenses.
This stunned Nishimiya Momo, before she could even take off, the other person had already run out nearly a hundred meters, what kind of speed was that?
"Here, Nishimiya-senpai."
Mechamaru handed the baton in his hand over, and Nishimiya Momo nodded lightly, took the baton, bent down, and flew out along the planned track.
She was the only one here who wasn't restricted from using cursed energy. Although she didn't know why, it would be too embarrassing if they lost.
Yuuki lowered his body at this moment, reducing the wind resistance he received to the lowest. As long as his running speed was fast enough, he wouldn't lose his balance and fall.
This was theory, and also practice.
People would eventually lose control because they ran too fast and leaned forward too much. Reduce wind resistance, stride forward, lean forward, use this body as the center of gravity, advance, advance, advance!
Until the so-called fastest at this moment!
His breathing was rapidly alternating, his heart was pounding, it was just 1000 meters, crush it.
Nishimiya Momo looked at Yuuki, who was running faster and faster, and shouted "He's not human" in her heart, and a feeling of humiliation also welled up in her heart.
At this moment, Hakari Kinji and Kamo Noritoshi also entered the field, looking at Yuuki, who had almost finished one lap.
Hakari Kinji said with a smile, "No way, no way, your second-years from Kyoto School aren't very good, flying in the sky on a broom, but they're still not as fast as my junior."
Kamo Noritoshi: "Don't be too arrogant, the real competition is between the two of us, don't think that you can run faster than me."
"Pfft!"
Hakari Kinji just smiled at this, and didn't say anything. Yuuki brushed past him with a swoosh, while Nishimiya Momo, who was flying in the sky, was still a hundred meters away.
This was probably what it meant to be a professional in the right field. When a person used everything they had learned in their life to running, it might have an unexpected effect.
Yuuki, this amateur runner, could only say that he had only done a little bit of research on how to run faster.
Just a little bit, he had only researched it for about four or five days.
What do you do if you can't beat them on the battlefield? First of all, don't panic.
You have to look in all directions and listen to all sides. After finding a suitable escape route, you have to use your strong thighs, quickly push off the ground with both legs, and then you have to shout:
"GOOOo!"
"I'll leave the rest to you, Hakari-senpai!" Yuuki, who had finished two laps, passed the baton in his hand to Hakari Kinji.
"Oh!"
Hakari Kinji grabbed the baton, like a human-shaped tank, and charged out.
This baton wasn't just passing on the glory of Tokyo Academy's inevitable victory, but also the beliefs of Okkotsu Yuta and Yuuki, the fire of passion that had ignited in their hearts would never be extinguished.
Nishimiya Momo, who had arrived five seconds late, handed the baton in her hand to Kamo Noritoshi, and said with a red face, "I'm sorry, captain, Yuuki was really running too fast, I did my best."
Kamo Noritoshi didn't mean to blame her, he just replied with an "Mm" and ran out, racing against time at this moment. Although it was a small competition, he couldn't lose, this was his duty as the captain!
After all, losing would mean that he was inferior, and it would become a laughingstock for the Kamo family if it was spread.
"Water."
"Thank you."
Yuuki took the ice water that Hoshi Kirara-senpai handed over, and downed a big gulp, looking at the two who were running wildly on the field.
To be honest, it reminded him of the sports day in high school. As for why it wasn't middle school, it was because he had never participated in it.
He avoided it like the plague, so how could he have participated in this thing.
"Are you a dog? Why are you running so fast?" Nishimiya Momo walked over with ice water in her hand at this moment.
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