CHAPTER 15: GOODWILL EVENT

In the heart of Tokyo Jujutsu High, the training grounds buzzed with activity. The long-awaited Goodwill Event was finally upon them. Students from both the Tokyo and Kyoto branches stood lined up in full uniform, tension high and rivalry sharper than any cursed blade.

The Kyoto principal stood stern and speechless. The air was formal.

That is—until—

Boom.

The gates slammed open.

And in rolled Satoru Gojo, sunglasses glowing in the sun, pushing what could only be described as the world's most unnecessarily massive shopping cart.

Inside that cart—

Yuji Itadori. Alive. Waving.

The silence broke like glass.

Nobara's jaw dropped.

Megumi's eyes widened slightly.

The Kyoto students narrowed their eyes in confusion. Panda blinked twice.

Nobara marched forward, fuming, fists clenched. "You absolute idiot! We LIT A CANDLE FOR YOU!"

Itadori blinked. "Wait, you guys thought I was dead?"

Nozomi folded her arms. "We prayed, moron. I wrote you a poem."

"Was it good?" Itadori grinned.

Nobara smacked the back of his head.

Megumi stood behind them. "You could've at least sent a message, Gojo."

Gojo just threw his arms wide. "Surprise! I brought back the dead. Also, I got discount mochi in the cart if anyone wants."

Nobody laughed.

Gojo looked around at the silent group of students and faculty. "Tough crowd…"

The Kyoto principal muttered, "This is the Tokyo branch's lack of discipline."

But despite the drama, the reappearance of Itadori shifted something in the atmosphere. The Kyoto students glared harder. The competition would now be personal.

And with that—