Ch.134 Call Me Akira Oak Now

"Let's party!"

Today, Tokyo Jujutsu High was unusually lively.

Cheers and the clinking of plates and glasses filled the air, yet no one found it noisy.

With his natural "party animal" trait, Satoru Gojo was in full swing, donning a beach summer vacation outfit and wielding a microphone he mysteriously acquired, acting as the host of the banquet.

"Ahem, mic check, mic check. Alright, good. Now, I hereby announce—the celebration party officially begins! First, let's welcome Principal Yaga Masamichi for the opening speech."

"Students, faculty, good afternoon. First, let me congratulate all first-year students on their promotions. I hope you will continue to strive for—"

Yaga Masamichi, worthy of being a principal, effortlessly launched into formal congratulatory remarks.

However, such seriousness clearly didn't match the atmosphere of Tokyo Jujutsu High. Barely two sentences in, Satoru Gojo snatched the mic.

"Alright, time's up."

"Gojo, you little—" Yaga's face darkened as he unleashed his special move—Lightning Soul Lock.

For once, Satoru Gojo stood his ground, enduring the joint lock: "Principal, save the formalities for the higher-ups. No one here wants to hear it."

"Fine, let me just say one more thing."

"What is it?"

"—Dig in."

Cheers erupted instantly.

"Now that's our principal!"

"Long live Principal Yaga!"

"I was hoping Akira could say a few words though."

Veins popped on Yaga's forehead. Too long, too short—nothing was ever right.

"Nelson Hold Technique!"

"I surrender! I surrender…"

The mic slipped from Gojo's grasp, landing right in Akira's hand.

"Since Gojo-sensei wants me to speak, I'll say a few words. Keep eating, no need to stop—first, thanks to the principal, thanks to the teachers, thanks to my classmates, thanks to NHK, thanks to MTV, thanks to—"

"That's enough, stop copying the principal." Maki called him out without hesitation.

"Too short is no good either."

Seizing the chance, Gojo attempted to reclaim the mic and escape the hold—all in one go.

But instead of grabbing the mic, his hand landed on an egg with intricate markings.

"What's this?"

"A treasure that'll make you a Stand User," Akira replied, switching the mic to his other hand.

"Since when can eggs awaken Stands? This isn't an arrow or the Saint's Corp—wait, this wavelength, could it be—"

Even through his sunglasses, Gojo's Six Eyes detected the unusual life energy—similar to the presence felt in the room.

"A Pokémon. This is a Pokémon Egg."

As soon as he said it, everyone paused their eating and drinking, turning their attention to him.

Pokémon—rarer and more mysterious than curses—had origins shrouded in mystery.

Except for Hayami and Akira, the others were seeing a Pokémon Egg for the first time.

Those with functioning brains immediately grasped the significance.

"Something this precious, hold on to it. Don't just throw it around."

Gojo carefully wrapped the egg in "Limitless" and tried handing it back to Akira.

But Akira pushed it back. "I'm not throwing it away. It's yours. Raising Pokémon isn't like dealing with curses—it's more like raising kids. I got too many eggs this time, and I can't take care of them all alone, so I want you all to help."

"Are you… serious?" Gojo's playful tone turned serious.

The incident with Naoya Zen'in had already reached his ears. He could guess what the conservative old men were plotting without even thinking.

"I'm serious. I wouldn't trust anyone else with them, but with you guys, I have no worries. If you treat them sincerely, they'll respond the same. They'll be your best partners."

"Garde~" Gardevoir smiled and nodded.

Panda, meanwhile, wrapped an arm around Domineering Panda, physically demonstrating his agreement.

"Leave it to me."

Gojo thumped his chest confidently.

Akira's Pokémon came in all types—beautiful, fierce, cute, soft. Who wouldn't want one?

"I'll take good care of this little one. I've got plenty of experience raising kids. Right, Megumi?"

No way would Megumi entertain that. He stood up and said, "Akira-senpai, I don't mind if you want us to raise Pokémon, but please choose carefully. A certain suspicious white-haired man is absolutely unsuitable."

"Megumi…"

Gojo's forlorn face appeared right in front of him—only to be smacked away by Megumi without hesitation.

"It's fine, Megumi," Akira waved dismissively. "I'm not done talking. Treat them well, and they'll respond wholeheartedly. But if you neglect them… some Pokémon aren't the forgiving type."

No sooner had Akira finished than Swablu and Snivy broke into another fight—vines and feathers flying amid cries of "Tori!" and "Tsuta!"

Though Gardevoir quickly separated them with Psychic, the flapping wings and lashing vines showed neither had any intention of backing down.

Seeing this, everyone understood why Akira was distributing the eggs.

Pokémon were cute and strong when raised well—but raising them was no easy task.

"So the Pokémon you gave me…" Gojo shivered.

Akira chuckled. "You'll see."

"I knew it."

Gojo's face twitched. He slid down his sunglasses, activating his Six Eyes fully.

Through the egg, he saw its contents.

A high-energy plasma orb crackled inside, electric sparks flickering dangerously. A pair of fierce eyes slowly opened.

Startled, Gojo took a massive gulp of cola to calm himself.

"Scary, scary. Will this thing fry me to death?"

"So, do you want it or not?" Akira grinned.

"Of course I do!" Gojo hugged the egg tightly. "I'm a Stand User now! From today, your name is 'Red Hot Chili Pepper!'"

"Uh, Sensei… 'Red Hot Chili Pepper' is a villain Stand," Yuta Okkotsu pointed out.

"Who cares? As long as it's strong." Gojo waved dismissively. "If it eats too much electricity, I'll just build a power plant."

Ah, the joys of wealth.

Incidentally, that was the best way to raise Voltorb and Electrode.

Handing it to Gojo was the right choice—though the original plan was just to find someone who could survive explosions.

With two Pokémon distributed, Akira materialized the remaining seven eggs, placing them on the table.

"Alright, everyone—choose your starter Pokémon. Let's test your luck. Call me Akira Oak now!"