Yuki Tsukumo glanced at Yoshinobu Gakuganji. "Are these the three genius boys you mentioned?"
Yoshinobu Gakuganji's eye twitched, causing the wrinkles across his face to ripple.
"You two bastards... someone's coming!" Gojo Ze suddenly noticed a large group of people appearing in front of the teaching building and growled in a low voice.
Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto snapped back to their senses and immediately let go of each other. The three of them quickly stood up, patting the dust off their clothes, wiped their bloody noses, put on their cracked sunglasses, and looked around guiltily—playing dumb. The scene was suddenly very quiet, so quiet it was somewhat awkward.
"Oh! Principal Yaga, you're here too!" Satoru Gojo suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure and waved heartlessly.
In the crowd, Masamichi Yaga, who was trying his best to lower his presence, stiffened. Facing the scrutinizing gazes from everyone, Yaga maintained his stern expression, but in reality, his mind had already checked out.
Not just Yaga; the Higher-Ups of the Gojo Family were also experiencing a massive headache. Zen'in Ogi, the elder sent by the Zen'in Family, said sharply:
"Is this the upbringing of the Gojo Family? For the legitimate sons of the prestigious Big Three Families to be brawling in public—where is the decorum?"
Suguru Geto, not being from a sorcerer family, remained expressionless. In contrast, Satoru Gojo displayed his usual playboy attitude, looking at Zen'in Ogi with disdain and spitting on the ground.
"Insolent brat!" Zen'in Ogi's face twitched.
Beside him, Gojo Ze patted Satoru Gojo's head. "My foolish younger brother! This is an elder of the Big Three; as a junior, you should mind your manners!"
Zen'in Ogi puffed himself up. "Finally, a junior who understands etiquette..."
Before he could finish, Gojo Ze continued: "After all, with that scrawny frame of his, it's clear he doesn't have many years left to live. We young people should at least be considerate!"
"You..." Zen'in Ogi choked, nearly drawing his sword.
"Hahahaha..." Yuki Tsukumo clutched her stomach and laughed without restraint. She truly envied Gojo Ze for having such a poisonous tongue.
The Rules of the Event
Gakuganji coughed, ending the argument. "Don't forget the Goodwill Event!"
Tokyo and Kyoto formed their lines. Compared to Kyoto's twenty-plus students, Gojo Ze's team of three looked quite pathetic.
Masamichi Yaga announced the rules: exorcise several Grade 3s and one powerful Grade 2. "Dismissed!"
The Kyoto students rushed into the forest. Gojo Ze and the others swayed listlessly after them.
"Onii-chan, did you bring any snacks? I'm hungry!" Satoru asked.
"Shut up, Satoru. I still haven't settled the score with you for stealing my sweets last time!"
"I can't imagine how you two don't get sick of sugar," Suguru sighed. "Soba is infinitely better!"
Suddenly, a streak of blood shot out like an arrow toward Gojo Ze's back.
Ding!!!
The blood shattered twenty centimeters away from Ze, as if hitting an invisible wall. The three stopped. Four students—two Zen'in and two Kamo—stepped out.
One of the Kamo members clapped. "As expected of the Gojo Family's Six Eyes twins, the Limitless technique is truly excellent!"
Gojo Ze chuckled. "You're not bad either!"
Kamo Atsushi's brow twitched. "Was my attack that impressive?"
"No, I'm saying you have great taste in what to admire!"
Satoru and Suguru stifled their laughter. Kamo Atsushi turned red. "Don't look down on us! Blood Manipulation: Piercing Blood!"
Gojo Ze raised his hand and flicked his middle finger, sending the blood streak flying.
"What?" Atsushi gasped.
"Don't be surprised yet, let me be surprised first!" Gojo Ze raised an eyebrow. "I didn't think the Kamo Family had any 'Blood Manipulation' users left?"
The "Pseudo" Techniques
"That's just your ignorance!" Kamo Atsushi grinned. Behind him, Kamo Muneharu formed seals. "Blood Manipulation: Slicing Exorcism!"
At the same time, the two Zen'in clansmen moved. Shadows squirmed into two shikigami. "Ten Shadows Technique: Divine Dogs!"
The trio was stunned. "Are you kidding me?!"
But Gojo Ze noticed something wrong. These Divine Dogs were nothing like Megumi Fushiguro's. Their fur was mottled, their eyes vacant—they looked like they had a zombie virus. They were weak enough that Suguru's sand worm swallowed them before they could get close.
The Slicing Exorcism also collapsed instantly against Ze's Limitless.
Suguru Geto frowned. "If these are the techniques meant to be on par with Limitless, they're a bit of a disappointment."
Gojo Ze rubbed his chin. "It's like an emasculated version. We should call them Pseudo-Blood Manipulation and Pseudo-Ten Shadows."