On the day of the Exchange Event, Kugisaki looked at the others, who were empty-handed, with a look of surprise.
"Eh? I thought it was strange that we suddenly had to go to Kyoto despite having so many missions lately. Why does it look like no one is prepared for a trip to Kyoto?"
Inumaki, Fushiguro, Panda, and Maki looked at Kugisaki with helpless expressions. With her backpack and suitcase, she looked exactly like she was ready for a vacation.
Panda explained patiently, "If it were last year, we would indeed have to go to Kyoto for the exchange. However, since we were the winners last year, the rules state that the winning side hosts the next event. So, this year, it's being held in Tokyo."
"No way!" Kugisaki let out a cry of frustration. "Didn't they say things are terrible this year? They even had to involve us first-years. How did we win last year?"
Panda scratched his head and added, "Even though we didn't participate as first-years last year, I heard it was an overwhelming victory."
Megumi Fushiguro remembered something and asked Maki, who was beside him, "Okkotsu-senpai participated last year, right?"
"Yeah. Last year, they needed to fill the numbers, so they had Yuta participate. It was also because Rika hadn't been dispelled yet," Maki explained.
It was at that moment that the group from Kyoto Jujutsu High arrived.
Mai looked at the five students from Tokyo Jujutsu High, her gaze finally landing on Maki. She spoke with a hint of disdain, "Oh my, you aren't here to welcome us, are you? How disgusting."
Aoi Todo squinted at the five members of Tokyo Jujutsu High, speaking with great displeasure.
"The third-years aren't here, and Okkotsu isn't here either. There are only five people in total. Are we being completely looked down upon?"
Todo's words were quite grating to the ears of the Tokyo students.
In the heavy atmosphere, Kugisaki found herself unable to ask for souvenirs.
Ultimate Mechamaru, controlled by Kokichi Muta, echoed Todo's sentiment. "It would be one thing if only Okkotsu was missing, but adding two first-years brings the total to less than six. Isn't this going a bit too far with taking it easy on us?"
"..."
Although they wanted to retort, Panda, Maki, and Inumaki were well aware of how disadvantaged their side was, so they couldn't find a way to argue back.
At that moment, Utahime, who was leading the Kyoto team, caught up and interrupted the bickering.
"We're all on the same side, so don't start infighting. You kids, honestly..."
However, this time she didn't ask why Gojo Satoru hadn't appeared. After all, considering the massive commotion caused by the recent events in Tokyo, she could imagine how busy Gojo Satoru must be.
Almost simultaneously, Gojo Satoru teleported down from the sky.
In Gojo Satoru's hand, he was still clutching the head of a Cursed Spirit he had just killed.
"Sorry, sorry! I've been a bit busy lately, so I'm a little late." Although Gojo Satoru's expression remained relaxed, a hint of exhaustion could be heard in his voice.
This was because the Tokyo region had lost two experienced assistant officers at once, and a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer of Nanami Kento's caliber had also been sacrificed.
Furthermore, Gojo felt directly responsible for the deaths of those three, and since the culprit behind everything had yet to be found, he had taken on most of the potentially risky missions himself, making him exceptionally busy during this period.
For the same reason, since it was basically confirmed that Itadori was the enemy's target, Gojo chose not to risk letting him out to participate in the Exchange Event.
Both the Tokyo and Kyoto students could feel the thick Cursed Residue lingering on Gojo Satoru.
Moreover, that Cursed Residue came from many different sources, indicating that Gojo had exorcised a significant number of Cursed Spirits today alone.
Just as the entire field fell silent due to Gojo Satoru's appearance, Yoshinobu Gakuganji, the principal of Kyoto Jujutsu High, walked up.
Gakuganji looked at the smiling Gojo Satoru and said coldly, "It is because you are shielding Sukuna's vessel that such a great mess has occurred. Do you have any idea how many resources were wasted and how many casualties were caused to deal with the influence he created? You really have the nerve to keep letting him live."
Gojo Satoru walked slowly toward Gakuganji, looking down at him from his height.
"Since you've already said I'm the one shielding him, there's no need for you to worry; I will take full responsibility. On the other hand, you're more likely to kick the bucket before him, Principal Gakuganji~"
Gakuganji glared at Gojo Satoru and scolded, "Hmph, you arrogant brat who calls himself the strongest. You almost let the existence of Jujutsu Sorcerers be revealed to the world, and a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer even died. How can you have the face to say you'll take full responsibility?"
"Do you really want to know?" Gojo Satoru dropped his frivolous expression, his tone becoming serious as he asked.
Everyone held their breath; Gojo Satoru was the only person in the entire Jujutsu World who would dare to speak so disrespectfully to one of the Higher-Ups and the principal of Kyoto Jujutsu High, Yoshinobu Gakuganji.
At that moment, a person rushed out quickly, roaring in anger as they charged toward Gojo Satoru.
"Go—jo—Sa—to—ru! What on earth do you think you're doing in front of all these students!"
...Meanwhile, on the other side, upon a land of pure white.
Jogo walked upon the snow-covered peak of Mount Fuji, with a palm-sized mini Mahito sitting on his shoulder.
However, the surrounding snow could not get anywhere near Jogo.
With every step Jogo took forward, the snow around his body instantly boiled and melted away.
This wasn't something Jogo was doing intentionally; it was simply because the Mount Miharayama Incident was still fermenting, continuously strengthening his Cursed Energy. It was merely the result of his power being unable to be completely hidden.
It didn't take long for Jogo to bring Mahito to the summit of Mount Fuji, standing at the edge of the volcanic cliff and looking down into the deep crater.
Little Mahito hopped off Jogo's shoulder and lay at the edge of the cliff.
"Wow, it's really spectacular from this perspective. It's several times larger than Mount Miharayama, isn't it?"
"Hmph," Jogo snorted coldly, the Cursed Energy on his body instantly boiling, causing the snow within a ten-meter radius of him to melt in an instant. "How could there be any problem!"
The increase in strength brought by Mount Miharayama had caused Jogo's confidence to explode.
Little Mahito said with a smile, "That's good. It's about to start over there too."
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