Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half-Chapter 233: Nanami Kento

Kamo Shinji smiled and said, "Things have developed to this point. It's no longer something we can easily stop. We'll just have to wait and observe."

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"But if they actually demonstrate the power to destroy Sukuna's fingers, we'll intervene under the guise of verification."

"By that point, once Satoshi proves capable of such destruction, the entire cursed world will likely find it intolerable. I'm sure we'll have plenty of allies then."

Kamo Shinji let out a soft sigh and shook his head slightly. "Inform the Zenin clan of the situation. From here on, we wait patiently."

It would take more than a short time to destroy all six Sukuna fingers.

Kaname smiled inwardly at the thought.

...

Meanwhile, at the Zenin estate.

After receiving notice from the Kamo family, the Zenin clan also adopted a wait-and-see attitude.

However, they had already begun dispatching combat personnel to the site, preparing for the possibility of conflict with the High Officer once the outcome was decided.

After all, this involved the Special Grade Cursed Object—Sukuna's fingers.

It was no trivial matter.

But with Ogi on the scene, they were fairly confident in their ability to control the situation.

...

While the various factions were discussing strategy, Satoshi and Ieiri Shoko were already en route to the Gojo estate on Minazuki.

Their pace, however, was as leisurely as if they were out on an autumn stroll.

"Satoshi, the students back at school must be under a lot of pressure. Is it really okay for us to be this relaxed?" Ieiri Shoko looked at him with a hint of concern.

Satoshi glanced at her, took her hand gently, and reassured her, "Even if we act anxious, it won't change anything right now. So instead, let's relax a little and trust them. They won't let us down at the critical moment."

"...That's true."

Seeing her tension ease, Satoshi didn't say anything else.

In truth, his decision to broadcast publicly was to protect Jujutsu High.

Even if the other party bore the title of the General Administration Department, they still needed legitimate grounds to act.

Since Toji and the others had signed a contract with him, they couldn't violate it and attack the High Officer before he made a move.

So he had nothing to worry about.

And if a real fight broke out, with Satoru and Yuki—two top-tier sorcerers—present, they wouldn't necessarily be at a disadvantage.

...

Minazuki was exceptionally fast, and there was a unique tranquility to traveling upon it.

Soon, they passed by the Tombs of the Star.

Although Satoshi also wanted to visit Tengen to see if her Zanpakutō had achieved Shikai, there simply wasn't time.

Judging by the Star Plasma Vessel cycle, Tengen could likely hold out for a while longer.

Let's take care of everything else first, then visit her.

Satoshi thought quietly to himself.

But just as that thought ended, something below immediately caught his attention.

Ieiri Shoko noticed it as well.

She frowned and said, "Satoshi, someone below is fighting a cursed spirit. Its cursed energy is around Grade 1."

Minazuki's flight didn't rely on cursed energy.

So unless they deliberately revealed their presence, most sorcerers wouldn't notice them in high-speed travel.

Satoshi raised his brows slightly and glanced downward, his thoughts stirring.

This cursed spirit would make a decent test subject. It was a good opportunity to try out his new technique.

However, the figure below looked familiar.

Satoshi narrowed his eyes at the wounded youth but couldn't place him.

Wasn't he from the original storyline?

No matter. He still needed to save him.

...

At that moment.

In the ruins below, a boy in a black buttoned school uniform lay on the ground, covered in wounds. His gaze remained locked on the cursed spirit before him, sharp and grim.

He hadn't expected to be ambushed by a cursed spirit here.

I was too careless.

He wanted to call for help, but there were no sorcerers around. Ordinary people couldn't even see cursed spirits.

His physical strength had been nearly depleted, and his cursed energy was fading fast.

"Damn it... get up."

But his overdrawn body refused to obey.

"...Am I going to die here?" Nanami Kento muttered, clutching his injured right arm, despair flickering in his eyes.

"Well, whatever..."

"That's why I hate dealing with cursed spirits."

Nanami finally stopped resisting.

A Grade 1 cursed spirit was far beyond what he could handle right now.

Everyone dies eventually, right?

A deep sense of disappointment washed over him.

But then—

A blinding bolt of white lightning suddenly tore through the sky, piercing the cursed spirit instantly.

A deep crater formed just meters from where Nanami lay.

He froze in shock, then quickly realized what had happened.

That was a spell. A sorcerer had saved him in passing.

He turned toward the direction the technique had come from.

There, high in the sky, was a massive, green manta ray-shaped creature gliding away.

Upon it, he could just make out two figures in Jujutsu High uniforms.

A man and a woman.

The tall man's white hair immediately caught his eye.

"Was that Gojo Satoru from Jujutsu High?" Nanami asked aloud, surprised.

He recognized that massive creature.

Over the past nine years, Gojo Satoru—Six Eyes wielder of the Gojo clan—often rode it when on missions.

In fact, it had become something of a symbol, especially paired with his distinct white hair.

Nanami Kento was suddenly moved.

"I didn't expect... I'd be saved by Gojo this time."

He looked around at the ruined landscape, then down at his own sorry state, and sighed.

"Nanami Kento, you really are pathetic."

Still, he forced himself to his feet.

Brushing the dust from his uniform, he said calmly, "Speaking of which... Gojo recently enrolled in Jujutsu High."

"Maybe I'll apply next year too."

"If I can help others like he helped me... then his saving me won't have been in vain."

At that moment, Nanami Kento finally made his decision.

Between attending a regular high school or Jujutsu High...

He made his choice.

"Then it's Jujutsu High. Come on, Nanami Kento!"

(To be continued.)

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