Chapter 66: Kyoto School.
"Clang!!!"
A wooden beam rolled to Tatsuro's feet.
Tatsuro looked at the collapsed building, swallowed hard, and thought to himself with emotion, "I can't believe I actually did what I never managed in my previous life: blow up a classroom."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Gojo Satoru pushed aside the wood pinning him down and said, "This thing is quite powerful. Now the principal is going to dock my pay again."
"Are you okay, Gojo-sensei?" Tatsuro walked over and asked.
"Fine, fine."
Gojo Satoru walked out calmly, completely unscathed; there wasn't even dust on his black clothes. He turned to look at the destroyed classroom and mused, "Should we just demolish this whole area and build new houses?"
Tatsuro actually felt a an urge to volunteer at that moment. Just as he was about to recommend himself, Gojo Satoru turned to face him and said:
"Forget it, forget it. Building new houses is quite expensive. It's better to travel more and bring back some local specialty products."
"..."
Tatsuro's eager hand retracted. He asked, "Gojo-sensei, can I learn it this way?"
"You can. I've already explained the theory. Try to multiply the cursed energy within your body. The so-called negative times negative equals positive means the final result is still one, not negative 1 plus negative 1 equals negative 2. This isn't particularly difficult for you right now; you might even get it instantly, just like Shoko."
"Negative one times negative one equals one, huh..."
Tatsuro took a deep breath and muttered to himself. Then he slowly closed his eyes, divided his internal cursed energy into two equal portions, and then tried to multiply them based on the theory.
Although it sounded simple, giving him an "I can do it too" feeling, when he actually started doing it, he became confused. Cursed energy itself is a unit of calculation; theoretically, putting two together just makes two.
But thinking about it another way, he suddenly understood. It was about making these two combine into something completely opposite. After all, negative times negative equals positive. As long as it could change, then it was positive!
Trying this wild conjecture, Tatsuro began to act, forcibly compressing the two separated portions of cursed energy into one!
It doesn't matter if I don't understand. As long as I'm crazy enough, I can always succeed through trial and error!
After a minute, under Tatsuro's diligent compression, the two masses of cursed energy became one compressed mass of cursed energy...
"..."
Tatsuro fell into deep thought, looking at the extra compressed cursed energy in his body, completely at a loss. It seemed he hadn't grasped the key point.
Seeing Tatsuro at his wit's end, Gojo Satoru chuckled and said, "That's the theory. This is the only way I can explain it. Think about it slowly. Teacher has to go now, or Principal Yaga will be after me again."
Tatsuro watched Gojo Satoru leave, then glanced down at his abdomen. Finally, his gaze fell on the nearby ruins. He scratched his cheek with his left hand, kicked the wooden plank at his feet back towards the rubble, and left, hands behind his head, whistling.
If Principal Yaga gets angry later, I'll just throw Gojo-sensei under the bus. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.
Passing by the training grounds, Okkotsu Yuta, Panda, and the seniors had all woken up and were on the field, squandering their youth and passion...
"Run faster, show some passion!!"
Senior Kinji Hakari slapped Okkotsu Yuta, who was already a bit winded, on the back. It was unknown how many laps Hakari had already lapped him by. How to put it? It felt pretty good at that moment.
Panda, as usual, sat on the side cheering, except today, senior Kirara Hoshi had joined him.
Zenin Maki, who was practicing her swordsmanship, saw Tatsuro watching from the side and shouted, "What are you looking at? Get down here and train! We're about to fight Kyoto Jujutsu High soon. Don't disgrace the school!"
Tatsuro chuckled at this, muttering inwardly, "Still so strict," then ran over, shouting:
"Coming!!"
Two days later...
The group left Tokyo Jujutsu High, taking a special car to Kyoto Jujutsu High. For these two days, Tatsuro had racked his brains but still couldn't figure out what this "negative times negative equals positive" business was.
Then there was the so-called tactics discussion. With the two seniors, there was nothing to discuss. It seemed that for them, just being reckless was enough.
Tatsuro felt helpless about this and could only keep in mind what Gojo-sensei had said an hour ago.
The Tokyo and Kyoto schools would compete in events set by their respective principals each day, over two days. This year, Principal Yaga seemed to have some matters to attend to and had discussed it with the Kyoto school in advance; Gojo Satoru was in charge of leading the team.
The battles between jujutsu sorcerers: the first day was a group battle, the second day was individual battles. What was very interesting was that this exchange event was an all-out jujutsu battle where anything could be done, except killing!
And what Gojo-sensei had told them was:
"Go play without any restraints!!"
He didn't know how much time had passed. Tatsuro, who had been sitting in the car, had fallen asleep. Shura had been left at Jujutsu High in the care of Maki and the others, to be summoned during tomorrow's battle to catch the enemy off guard.
The car stopped. Okkotsu Yuta, sitting beside him, gently shook the sleeping Tatsuro and reminded him, "We've arrived, Tatsuro-kun."
"Mm... Mmm."
Tatsuro slowly opened his eyes, stretched, and opened the window to look at the scenery outside. How to describe it... It was a bit different from Tokyo Jujutsu High. For some reason, this place had the feel of a prestigious, noble school.
He pushed open the car door, turned, and looked at the main gate of Kyoto High. An old man was standing under the gate, leaning on a cane, with a teacher and a group of students beside him.
The most obvious one was Aoi Todo. After all, standing there at one meter ninety, with bulging muscles all over, he was quite eye-catching.
And he was also looking at Tatsuro at that moment, seemingly quite surprised. But after a moment of surprise, his expression changed to joy. He ran over and shouted, "Brother! I didn't expect you to participate in this year's friendship match! There's a Takada-chan concert this afternoon, let's go together!"
"..."
Tatsuro didn't know what to say. Kinji Hakari, who had walked over, asked, "Takada-chan? What's that?"
"Huh!?"
Feeling his idol had been insulted, Aoi Todo looked at the approaching Kinji Hakari and asked with a grim expression, "You... what's your type of woman!"
"Hmph!"
Kinji Hakari sneered, looking directly at Aoi Todo, and said, "I like women with passion!"
"..."
Tatsuro, watching from the side, calmly observed the two who were about to fight, not knowing what to say, and seemingly not wanting to say anything at all.
Gojo Satoru walked up and patted Kinji Hakari's shoulder, saying, "Save the fight for tomorrow. This afternoon is for relaxing and having fun. Don't spoil the mood."
After saying that, he paid no more attention to the two and looked up at the Principal of the Kyoto school on the high platform. A mysterious smile touched his lips, as if mocking. He walked up and said:
"Principal Gakuganji, you're still looking so robust. Why not just hand over the principal position to some younger folks sooner and go retire with that bunch of old geezers who are afraid of death?"
"You!"
Yoshinobu Gakuganji opened his eyes from under his lowered brows, a cold glint appearing in them. He said, "You're too loose-tongued, Gojo Satoru..."