What about Suguru Geto? After graduation, will he stay at Jujutsu High or take a position in the Director's Department? Does he have any intention of becoming a retainer for a clan? If he does, tell him to consider us as well; the Three Great Families are far too old-fashioned, they aren't suitable for a young man like him.
The old butler placed one hand over his chest and extended his other hand to the side in a "professional" gesture, saying, "The Kobe Family needs talent like Suguru-kun."
There weren't many students at Jujutsu High, even fewer could graduate successfully. The graduation rate was low enough to bring one to tears, while the mortality rate was absurdly high.
The options listed by the old butler covered all conventional paths; in addition to those, there was an option that read, "I'm not becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer," which generally led to one of two endings: returning to a normal life or defecting to become a Cursed Wielder.
He asked so casually and bluntly, as if it weren't a topic concerning the future, but merely an HR representative recruiting employees.
Suguru Geto almost hallucinated a conversation with his middle school homeroom teacher, back when he was still an "ordinary person" before deciding to attend Jujutsu High.
Satoru-kun, which school do you want to choose? Do you plan to apply as a gifted student? Or do you have other plans for after you graduate..
What I mean is, is that Jujutsu High really suitable for you? Have you suddenly developed an interest in it..
Fine, I respect your wishes. There are countless paths to the future, Suguru-kun. As long as you take responsibility for your current choice, that is all that matters.
Suguru Geto is a man with many thoughts.
When transitioning from elementary school, teachers would give everyone a form regarding their future aspirations.
Which middle school they wanted to attend, what profession they wanted to pursue in the future—students needed to consider these questions carefully and answer them one by one.
At that time, Suguru Geto had not yet encountered the Jujutsu World. As a "magical boy" who could see the invisible and use abilities to eliminate evil and filth, Suguru Geto had felt fear, hesitation, confusion.
But he soon prepared a future plan for himself that was somewhat naive, yet very clear.
First, he had to get into a good high school and a good university; then, he had to earn a lot of money, while making sure he wasn't treated as an outcast, strive to protect the weak and eliminate as many monsters as possible.
In movies, in animations, in textbooks, it is always like this: heroes save the world and save the nation, the powerful protect the weak.
..
“Can I go? And what would I do there?”
Makoto Hibara was a bit confused by the situation, his words carried an innocence suited to his age: "I probably can't, old man. I want to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer in the future, I'll have to go out every day to exorcise Cursed Spirits, so I won't be able to work at the manor."
Haha, what a shame. If there were a job with such high pay, my mother and younger sister would definitely be very happy.
Makoto Hibara spoke of regret, but his face bore no shadow, wearing a bright expression and smiling with his teeth showing.
Suguru Geto listened quietly, his eyes narrowing, his tone polite and formal, "I haven't thought that far ahead, but I intend to remain a Jujutsu Sorcerer and strive to use my abilities to protect as many people as possible."
Kobe Suzuo happened to hear these words in their entirety; Suguru Geto was too upright, so upright that he was somewhat stubborn.
The old fossils of the Elders Council, upon hearing these words, would likely feel quite gratified—gratified that there are actually people who believe in their philosophy of using the common people's government to maintain power.
There really are people like that in this world—people who do not act for money, or power, or selfish desires, or even for a specific person, but who would sacrifice themselves simply to fulfill a great cause.
Was it because he was too young? Or because he was too pure?
Kobe Suzuo felt a sense of pity for the child.
If an event were to occur one day that violated both creed and justice, yet Suguru Geto was powerless to stop it, he might simply collapse, wouldn't he?
Until he finds the next creed, he will cling to that piece of driftwood like a drowning man, desperately refusing to let go.
Regardless of whether this piece of driftwood could bring him ashore, he would not let go until death.
Fragile humans.
Kobe Suzuo thought to herself that she should probably hurry up the training progress for psychologists; it had been two years, so they should have at least obtained their medical licenses and psychotherapy certifications by now, right?
In the Jujutsu World, everything is half-baked; there isn't even a psychologist specifically for the profession of Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Every day, they have to face Cursed Spirits that are ugly enough to shatter one's sanity, from time to time, they have to look at corpses that have become bizarre and grotesque after being murdered by Cursed Spirits. Adults are working overtime every single day, students have to balance school with part-time jobs.
Kobe Suzuo felt that if Jujutsu Sorcerers were unable to control their own Cursed Energy and prevent it from leaking, the number of high-level Cursed Spirits in the world would at least triple.
“Working for the Kobe Family and being a Jujutsu Sorcerer are not mutually exclusive; it is standard practice for sorcerers from ordinary families to be affiliated with a certain faction.”
As a rising clan of Jujutsu Sorcerers in recent years, the Kobe Family has more funding, more advanced equipment, more extensive information sources than the established Three Great Families.
Kobe Suzuo spoke in a calm tone, but Suguru Geto always felt that he was subtly disparaging the Three Great Families. "Without the Kobe Family, which other clan would provide personal accident insurance for its employees?"
Suguru Geto's mouth twitched.
Kobe Suzuo simply pretended not to notice; how could a high schooler of this age understand the true value of social security and insurance?
"The Gojo Clan has insurance," Satoru Gojo's voice sounded a bit strange, lacking its usual clarity and effortless ease.
Suguru Geto looked toward the sound. Satoru Gojo was holding a bouquet in one hand, while his other hand awkwardly rubbed his ear.
"Wonderful, truly the most legitimate family business among the Three Great Families," Kobe Suzuo praised casually.
Hidden beneath the white hair, the tips of the ears turned slightly red.
Damn, is this an allergy?
Only an allergy could explain why the boy, whose skin was thicker than a city wall, had ears turning red, right!
Makoto Hibara began clutching his heart again, having been most deeply struck by the sweetness. "So sweet," he said.
Author's Note:
My recent schedule has been quite chaotic, I misremembered the update time. I'm sorry, my dear readers who are following the story QAQ
Chapter 22: That Little Kitten
"Indeed, how youthful," the butler agreed, a restrained, low-pitched, wealthy-sounding chuckle vibrating in his chest.
Makoto Hibara was a fairly straightforward, bright, lively intuitive type. His personality was so normal that he seemed somewhat abnormal among the high-incidence population of "lunatics" known as Jujutsu Sorcerers.
His large, round eyes made him look much younger than his actual age, carrying a sense of profound sincerity. "My mother used to send my father flowers all the time when she was young; she was a very romantic person."
The butler looked deeply moved, saying casually, "Then they must have been very much in love."
Makoto Hibara nodded vigorously, looking at Kobe Suzuo and Satoru Gojo, who had walked up behind him, said, "They have always been very much in love."
Satoru Gojo stumbled, his hand gripping the armrest of Kobe Suzuo's wheelchair, nearly pushing him out.
When he looked up again, he met Makoto Hibara's sparkling eyes, the expression on his face could only be described as bewildered.
Suguru Geto looked at Kobe Suzuo, who had slammed the brakes on the wheelchair, at Satoru Gojo, who was clearly not in his right mind; then, he looked at his junior, who was about to offer blessings to the newcomer, averted his gaze, unable to bear looking at him.
He didn't want to be mentally contaminated anymore; it was too weird, truly too weird.
Why isn't Nobara Iori here today? Can someone explain what exactly happened? Their daily life has turned from a hot-blooded battle anime into a youth romantic comedy.
The butler was very satisfied with Makoto Hibara's progress.
That's right, that's right, the Young Master sending flowers every day is definitely a way of secretly pursuing someone.
If it were simply to express gratitude for saving his life, he could have just given Young Master Gojo a few cars and several houses. After all, the one thing Kobe Suzuo does not lack is money.
What does this mean? It means that besides his indifferent work and making money, the Young Master has finally begun to experience the awakening of first love!
The butler felt his blood boiling; Ford Fordge would protect the Young Master's love even unto death!
Ford Fordge was a highly capable veteran butler, capable of managing the clan's affairs on a grand scale and attending to the daily needs of Kobe Suzuo on a personal level. Having been highly valued and employed, he was fiercely loyal to the Kobe Family, following the lead of Kobe Suzuo in all things.
Ford's butler attributes were so comprehensive that Kobe Suzuo once suspected he was a person who had been smuggled from the original world through a back door opened by the World's Consciousness.
If Merlin is an omnipotent electronic butler in the information field, then Ford Fordge is an all-around life butler, possessing absolute strength that even Kobe Suzuo finds impeccable.
Having followed Kobe Suzuo for two years, he had become thoroughly steeped in the aura of the CEO; he had even set a goal for himself: a butler who has not witnessed the love between a master and mistress is not a complete butler.
Ford swore to become a man who protects the happiness of a CEO's family, but unfortunately, the CEO was still single in his twenties.
Ford's gaze was so affectionate it gave one goosebumps, his voice was incredibly gentle. "Young Master Gojo is quite clumsy in how he carries himself. If he makes you unhappy, just say so, he will change."
His words were measured, but everyone present was clever, the hint of mockery was plain to see.
Satoru Gojo had a high capacity for adaptation; he had already regulated his emotions by now, smiling as casually as usual: "Oh, then there are quite a few things your young master needs to change."
Kobe Suzuo sighed and took the initiative to change the subject: "Ford, the company still needs people keeping an eye on things, so you should head back first."
For a butler, Ford had already said enough things he shouldn't have today; hearing this, he bowed elegantly and quickly departed.
Satoru Gojo still felt awkward holding the flowers; leaning forward with his elbows on the armrests of the wheelchair, he placed the bouquet of Endless Summer on Kobe Suzuo's lap and asked through his posture, "So, why did you come to Jujutsu High instead of staying home to recuperate, Supervisor Kobe, while you're still in a wheelchair?"
White hair shimmered like satin under the sunlight, falling smoothly down.
Kobe Suzuo subconsciously tilted her head to create some distance, but her face was still heavily impacted by the face behind those sunglasses.
He truly couldn't understand Satoru Gojo's attitude toward him.
In the last half month, besides dealing with the Elders, Kobe Suzuo also spent some time researching the favorability system of [Merlin].
He looked left and right, always feeling that something was off, so he had his subordinates check Merlin's code once more, suspecting that this "romance plugin" bore the touch of the True Love world consciousness.
Even if Kobe Suzuo and Satoru Gojo do not meet, the little heart beside chibi Satoru will change in real time.
When Kobe Suzuo ignored him, the little heart would secretly increase its favorability; as Kobe Suzuo sent messages every now and then, the favorability would rise and fall like it was being startled, but it always remained at a lukewarm level.
He found Satoru Gojo's file and read it over, word by word, repeatedly.
Pushed onto a divine throne from birth, he was subtly alienated from the group due to his immense power.
The files recorded Satoru Gojo's strength and his wild, unruly nature, documenting the complex emotions of expectation and fear held by the Elders toward him.
Kobe Suzuo had reached a temporary conclusion—Satoru Gojo was a cat.
A cat with immense curiosity; he loves to play, loves to observe the world, loves novel things, loves freedom, also loves humans.
It was all too reasonable; the kitten was aloof and lacked a sense of boundaries, proud and willful, yet so kind-hearted that it was both loved and hated.
Director Kobe, who was busy cat-fantasizing while attending a meeting, felt his thoughts clear as he reached a new realization.
The last time his thoughts had been clear was when he was having dinner with Satoru Gojo, confirming that this 1.8-meter-tall lad, who would most likely grow even taller in the future, was the Fated Person.
Kobe Suzuo had never been in love, but he had seen many failed marriages where people had poured their hearts out, he had seen many long and winding love stories.
That is just how the world of True Love is; there are many wealthy people, even more people with overflowing emotions.
To Kobe Suzuo, the romance tropes he had seen—such as "running away with a child," "one-night stands," "marriage before love," and "contractual relationships"—were far too advanced; aside from financial offensives and dating skills, there was absolutely no need to use them as a reference.
Whether it was the kidney or the heart transplant surgery for that little white flower Satoru, it was all too terrifying; Kobe Suzuo could not imagine what such a scene would be like.
Life imprisonment is one thing, but being caught by a brother who was a policeman in the original world and being thrown into life imprisonment is quite another.
Kobe Suzuo had never raised a cat before; he wasn't good at dealing with animals, but he had a doctor friend who kept a tabby.
That little thing was incredibly clingy; whenever Kobe Suzuo carried cat treats, it would appear with a whiny, adorable voice. Once it had finished eating, it would wag its tail and immediately walk away, not even pausing for a moment.