Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half Chapter 276: Our Side!

Jujutsu High School – Kyoto Branch Lounge.

Sunlight squeezed through the window, casting its glow on the girl’s slightly haggard face.

With the sister school exchange event approaching, i i and Utahi Iori both had splitting headaches and barely slept a wink. Naturally, they wanted to win this year’s exchange.

This year, Tokyo Jujutsu High’s participants were all newcors.

If this had been the case in previous years, Kyoto would have breathed a sigh of relief. But this year’s newcors from Tokyo... were just too strong!

Even i i and Utahi felt it might’ve been better to face the battle-hardened seniors from Tokyo Jujutsu High instead.

"Ugh!"

i i stretched and sighed. "Utahi, I don’t think I’ll be getting that bonus from Principal Gakuganji..."

Utahi, clearly disappointed, smiled helplessly after hearing that.

"I wanted to use this opportunity to apply for a teaching position after graduation, but with soone like Gojo Satoshi at Tokyo High, I’ve got no shot..."

"Damn it, the bonus! My victory bonus, wooo..."

Hearing Satoshi’s na, i i rolled around on the bed in anguish.

The image of Gojo Satoshi unleashing a thunderous Hadō, then wielding twin Zanpakutō to obliterate Sukuna’s fingers, was still burned into their mories.

They didn’t think they could stand a chance against him. It was better to leave it to soone like Yuki-sensei.

After all, Gojo Satoshi had clearly reached the realm of a true Special Grade sorcerer. And Special Grade threats should be handled by fellow Special Grade sorcerers.

A match between Yuki and Satoshi — two true Special Grades — would be the perfect showdown to determine who was the strongest in the modern Jujutsu world.

But unfortunately, as a faculty mber, Yuki couldn’t participate in the exchange event...

Which ant the possibility of a Yuki vs. Satoshi battle was completely off the table.

With that, no one in Kyoto High stood a chance against that terrifying monster — Gojo Satoshi.

Thinking of this, Utahi sighed again.

What are we supposed to do...?

...

Suddenly, there was a creak.

The door to the lounge slowly opened, and a blonde girl peeked her head in from outside.

It was none other than Yuki.

She smiled brightly. "Yo, i i, Utahi, you’re up early today?"

Utahi, eyes shadowed by dark circles, rolled her eyes at Yuki.

"No, Yuki-sensei, i i and I didn’t sleep at all..."

i i also spoke wearily. "Yeah. The mont I close my eyes, I see the terrifying image of Gojo Satoshi’s Zanpakutō again. Are we really expected to go up against him?"

If it were Satoru or Suguru, they felt like they could still compete under the event’s rules.

After all, while Satoru and Suguru were undeniably powerful, they weren’t on Satoshi’s level, a level that induced sheer despair.

But if Satoshi was participating too... then they really had no chance at all.

Seeing the pitiful expressions on i i and Utahi’s faces, Yuki couldn’t help but feel helpless.

As their instructor, she understood exactly what they were thinking.

"...I can try speaking with the Tokyo High representative. I can’t promise anything though."

"Yeah!"

"Yuki-sensei, you’re the best!"

Hearing this bit of hopeful news, both i i and Utahi jumped out of bed, their haggard appearance instantly disappearing.

Yuki, a little exasperated, didn’t bla them though.

Because she knew — if this exchange event were like a school exam, then Satoshi’s involvent was like tossing in a college-level problem on a high school test. It totally broke the balance of the entire event.

Like if a high school math exam suddenly required the Lagrange an Value Theorem for the final question. Most high schoolers would just skip it entirely, wouldn’t they?

...

In a quiet café, Yuki sat alone at a corner table.

Soon, a young man entered slowly.

Satoshi wearing a technical high school uniform, stepped into view. Though he wore sunglasses, his rare silver hair and tall figure drew glances from every passerby especially the girls.

"Satoshi, over here!"

Yuki smiled and waved.

Satoshi nodded back and smiled slightly, then walked over and sat beside her.

"What’s up, Yuki? Sothing you need?"

"Why, can’t I ask you out if it’s not urgent?"

Seeing Satoshi remain silent, Yuki smiled, then handed him the conversation opener.

"Okay, fine. I do have sothing to talk to you about. It’s about the sister school goodwill event."

Satoshi nodded thoughtfully.

It is almost ti for the goodwill event.

This year’s Kyoto participants should be i i and Utahi.

i i, that money-obsessed woman, was strong — a solid Grade 1 sorcerer. But Utahi, as a support-type, was only Grade 2.

Even working together, they might be able to release power close to Special Grade temporarily, but still, going against ... sounds boring.

"I see. But Yuki, even if you brought out here, what do you expect to do?"

Satoshi looked at Yuki, puzzled.

Was she really asking for help with sothing like this? Did she think I could help with this kind of problem?

(To be continued.)