"Miss Tsukumo, if I win this bet, then we shouldn't bring this topic up again!"
A confident smile appeared on Satoshi's face.
Yuki found it hard to believe—this was a weight of 180 kilograms.
Satoshi himself didn't even weigh a third of that, right?
"Five..."
Just as Yuki was about to question him, a powerful force surged through her fingertips, making her fingers tremble.
The sudden feedback stunned her.
How is this possible? How could a little boy like Gojo Satoshi, with those skinny arms and legs, exert that kind of strength?
Yuki thought she might have misjudged what she was feeling, but then Satoshi's palm applied force again.
Under her shocked gaze, Satoshi's right hand wrapped around her fingers and slowly lifted her arm.
Even with 180 kilograms of resistance, Satoshi's expression didn't change at all, he really lifted Yuki's arm.
"How is that possible? How did you do that?"
Yuki's eyes widened. She didn't come back to her senses until Satoshi let go of her hand.
Satoshi's lips curled slightly.
"Miss Tsukumo, you're underestimating what 'mass' really means. Don't you want to study my body? Seems you still don't understand enough about someone with a Heavenly Restriction."
Satoshi stood up and stretched.
"I've won the bet, Miss Tsukumo. So please, let's drop the earlier topic."
"I need to head back. I won't keep you company any longer. If you have any other requests, go find Toji. He'll decide whether or not to accept the commission based on the situation."
After speaking, Satoshi nodded to Yuki and turned to leave.
His steps were swift—he had no idea what other unpredictable ideas Yuki might come up with. He really didn't want to deal with a woman like her.
Meanwhile, Yuki continued staring blankly at her fingers, disbelief written all over her face.
Satoshi's strength was beyond normal human comprehension, especially for a child.
Is it a binding vow?
Yuki wondered if Satoshi had used some kind of binding vow to lift her hand.
But then she wanted to laugh at herself. How could that be possible? Satoshi was widely recognized across the jujutsu world as someone born without Cursed Energy. There was no way he could use any binding vow technique.
So there was only one conclusion:
His physical strength was real.
Just as he said—she wanted to study people with Heavenly Restrictions and curse bearers. But her understanding of those two paths was still far too shallow.
So this is the strength of someone with a Heavenly Restriction?
Yuki watched Gojo Satoshi's departing figure, and an inexplicable smile crept onto her face.
He's really a mysterious boy. I'm genuinely interested in him now.
And… you seem to know my technique very well. Are you saying my illusions aren't strong enough? You actually saw through Star Rage in one glance!
Gojo Satoshi, I won't give up that easily.
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In the front courtyard, Satoshi, who was still discussing something with Toji, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Toji asked, "You're heading back alone?"
"Yeah. Help me block Yuki. I'll go back myself!"
Toji smirked, "Now you realize women are hard to deal with, huh? You won't run into trouble heading back solo?"
"You're underestimating the power of Sode no Shirayuki and Ryūjin Jakka, aren't you?"
Satoshi patted the two Zanpakutō at his waist. With these two by his side, he didn't take any ordinary enemy seriously—unless it was a Special Grade cursed spirit.
Toji nodded.
In the end, Satoshi decided to slip away before Yuki could reappear. Better to return early than get dragged into another strange situation.
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A few minutes after Satoshi left, Yuki walked out of the reception room and revealed her identity to Toji.
"A messenger from Master Tengen? You planning to stay in the Yorozuya for a while?"
Toji didn't expect her to hold such a position. Considering Master Tengen's status in the world of jujutsu, even the Three Great Sorcerer Clans would have to show proper respect.
"That's fine, but I can't guarantee when Satoshi will return."
Toji saw right through her real purpose, but he didn't care. It wasn't his business. Satoshi could handle the problem of the new resident himself.
And just like that, without Satoshi knowing, the Yorozuya gained a new member.
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On the way back, the image of Yuki kept flashing through Satoshi's mind.
He found this future Special Grade sorcerer very interesting. Maybe when she grew up a bit more, she could even be a suitable partner.
But for now, it was still too early.
Besides, Yuki's thought process was just as eccentric as Satoru's. Satoshi had no interest in playing with another problem child.
Still, he knew it was necessary to build a better relationship with Yuki. She would become one of the top combat forces in the jujutsu world. When the time came to face Kenjaku and Ryomen Sukuna, Yuki would be a powerful ally.
Let's think about what kind of Zanpakutō to forge for Yuki and harvest this massive experience pack early. That way, I can grow faster.
As he hurried along, numerous Zanpakutō images flashed through Satoshi's mind as he began to consider which would best suit Kujuku Yuki.
But as he entered a narrow alley—his usual shortcut home—he suddenly sensed something off in the air.
For some reason, his body abruptly felt heavy.
Is it Yuki? Is she pissed off and coming for revenge?
The sensation was similar to Yuki's Star Rage, but Satoshi quickly dismissed that thought.
This isn't Star Rage. That technique only affects Yuki herself and her Shikigami, Garuda. There's no way I'd feel this kind of pressure because of her.
There's another enemy.
Satoshi's expression instantly turned cold as his Six Eyes activated, scanning the surroundings.
Within his field of vision, he noticed that a barrier had been deployed around him at some point. In one corner of that barrier, a figure was locked in his sights.
(To be continued.)
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