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Chapter 98: Kakashi, Is That You?
Chapter 98: Kakashi, Is That You?
The endless blue sea stretched out, the picturesque scenery exceptionally pleasant, with the sky clear and beautiful like a sapphire.
A tall man, dressed in loose, robe-like clothing, lay on a lounge chair, leisurely enjoying the beach and the sun. His forehead bore a stitched scar, as if he had undergone surgery.
A pale-skinned man, his face resembling a rag doll stitched together, approached, infant-like movements.
"Ji, I suddenly feel stronger. I haven't done anything, strange. Did something strange?"
"Ji" slowly rose, looking lazily. "The balance of the world has disrupted, been't world, disrupted."
world has been disrupted, Renjin. What do you mean?"
"Ji" smiled, closing his eyes and nodding the man. "I know. It's about spending money, right? Using human stars and some nonsensical plot to spark interest in paper-thin characters, to induce people to draw cards."
"No, no, no, although what you said isn't wrong, I'm referring to something else."
"Ji" waved his hand, smiling. "In games, the stronger a new character is, the higher the difficulty of the dungeon. Similarly, in the world, there are metrics for good and evil."
He spread his hands, mimicking a balance scale, weighing it back and forth.
"If one side is weak and the other is strong, the stronger side needs to support the weaker side to suppress the stronger one to maintain balance."
"
"For example, this person could be considered our father."
"Ha ha."
"Ji" couldn't help but laugh laugh laughed. stronger. laughing, stronger. "Renjin, stronger him weaker, the strongest, stronger, strongest, stronger."
, I can tell you his name, but if you encounter him, avoid him at all costs."
He spoke the name with a serious tone.
"Gojo Satoru, the strongest of modern times, possessing the Six Eyes and limitless Eyes and limitless of curse eyes the strongest and leading the the world."
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Throughout the era, many monsters have disrupted the balance, but the most formidable and well-known are two.
strongest and well-known are two.
In the Heian era, during the peak of curse power, the King of Curses—Ammit—was born due excessive of excessive strength excessive, excessive, he once annihilated the elite expedition team "Nikkosei Shinken" and the "Five Phantom Generals of the Fujiwarara North family.
In modern times, with the curse world in long-term decline, stronger, strongest and the Six Eyes—Gojo Satoru, the strongest, the world has resorted to directly enhancing the power of curse spirits.
"Ji" pondered for a moment and then shook his head. "Perhaps the position of the strongest has changed, though I can't imagine Gojo Satoru losing."
"Sounds dangerous. So, the stronger the two, the more reliable you."
"Ji" smiled. "I want to see different scenery. Dying is no big deal."
...
The sun rose higher over Tokyo, but luck, who had been sleeping the night, only, nine, room, he could see the resentment, the room was immac,. strongest were just born. the day next., the resentment of overly powerful individuals could be managed, so Nanami's efforts would only last one night.
Ding, ding, ding—
His phone vibrated, and looking in the bathroom to brush his teeth, the phone started ringing again.
"Rikukuro Fujiwara! Do you know what time?"
"Nine thirty."
"So where are you, Rikukuro? How's your project going?"
Luck hung up, walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth, and the phone started ringing again.
"Renjin, you can do whatever you need just because you're experienced! Clocking in later won't help!"
"Finished? Fatso."
There was a moment of silence on the other end as as person could believe what Luck had said. After a while, they erupted in fury.
Takahiro Fujiwara, are you trying to get fired? I can have you dismissed in a minute. Do you think you're that important? Wrong. There are plenty of people in your department who can replace you. Do you know how hard it is to find a job these days? There are plenty of young people waiting to take your place.
Takahiro sighed. His good morning was ruined by this fat pig's yelling.
"Are you done yet, you fat pig who takes up three people's space in the elevator and oozes grease?"
"Do you even realize how disgusting the smell of last night's bean juice on you is?"
"You complain all day and do nothing productive. You hold pointless meetings, take all the credit for yourself, and blame your colleagues for your mistakes. You bow and scrape to your superiors, but treat your subordinates like dirt."
"Ugly as you are, you scare people. You can't find a girlfriend, so you harass the young girls in the company. You send pictures of your fat, round belly and ugly face at midnight. You're the scum of society."
After venting years of pent-up frustration, Takahiro felt refreshed. He immediately blocked the person and left with a clear conscience.
Nanami was already waiting downstairs. She handed him a card.
Tokyo Metropolitan Cursed Techniques High School — [Assistant Professor ID]
Name: Takahiro Fujiwara
Date of Birth: April 13, 1991
On the right was his front-facing photo from when he was eighteen, and in the top left corner was the word "Special."
"This is your ID for the High School. Please keep it safe."
"Are you sure the higher-ups won't have a problem with me being given a Special rank right away?" Takahiro asked, somewhat surprised.
"This is the direct order from the higher-ups," Nanami explained calmly. "From Lord Tengen."
Lord Tengen, a human sorcerer with an immortality spell, is renowned for his immense power and mysterious identity. His influence on the entire cursed techniques world is profound, and many protective barriers are strengthened by his power.
After verifying Takahiro's identity last night, Nanami conducted a series of tests. His total cursed energy was impressive, and his control over it was like an extension of his body. His physical abilities were so extraordinary that even with the boost from cursed energy, Nanami couldn't keep up with his movements.
Even without awakening his spell, Takahiro could easily defeat a first-class cursed techniques practitioner.
Apart from Gojo Satoru, no one could possibly defeat him. If he received proper training, even Gojo might not be a match for him.
Nanami's report resulted in the order to appoint Takahiro Fujiwara as a "Special Cursed Techniques Practitioner" and to bring him to the High School. Nanami found this task unreasonable and was prepared to fail, but to her surprise, Takahiro readily accepted.
"I want to systematically learn the basics of cursed energy, so joining the High School is fine. However, I require normal fees for exorcising cursed spirits."
Takahiro, who had just awakened, didn't fully understand his spell or how to build his domain. Compared to working in a private company, exorcising cursed spirits was not only easier but also more profitable.
"Your decision to earn money legally after gaining power is commendable," Nanami admitted, respecting Takahiro's choice.
Takahiro remained noncommittal, "If it weren't for you and Mimi, I wouldn't be alive today. I accepted the protection of the rules when I was weak, so I'm willing to show respect for them when I'm strong."
He added, "Of course, as long as no one provokes me or tries to trample the rules while I'm following them."
Nanami was a bit worried about this stance, given her understanding of the higher-ups. She hoped that with both Gojo and Takahiro in the picture, they wouldn't do anything foolish.
Considering Takahiro's age and his overwhelming strength, they decided he would join the High School as an assistant professor. This decision was quickly approved, likely due to Gojo's interest in this person who might surpass him.
Some time later, they arrived at the gates of the High School, where someone was already waiting for them.
A tall, slender man with short white hair and a black uniform waved at them accurately despite his eye patch.
"Nanami, it's been a while."
After greeting his reliable junior, the white-haired man turned his attention to Takahiro, inspecting him from head to toe and even patting his shoulder.
"Oh, so this is the new Special you mentioned? He's quite handsome, almost as good as me!"
Familiar with this man's appearance and slightly eccentric behavior, Takahiro blinked and spoke a name.
"Kakashi?"
Gojo: (`~)
Takahiro's mistake of calling "Terra" "Dairga" was enough to make Gojo angry.
I really want to add more, but the editor says if I write 10,000 words a day, I can get a big recommendation. But after writing 6,000 words, I feel drained and can't squeeze out any more.
Ugh, I might have writer's block.
(End of Chapter)
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