He glanced at the last Cursed Spirit being suppressed by the seal and the barrier at Suguru Geto's feet, immediately averting his gaze as if his eyes had been stung.
How is it? This is the Cursed Spirit with the fastest Cursed Energy recovery rate currently available; it is already a Special Grade.
In addition to this, can you do what I just said?
Suguru Geto opened his mouth, nearly gagging from the nauseating, acrid stench of the Cursed Spirit.
I'm not sure, but we can give it a try.
He smiled, "Mr. Suzuo really has quite an imagination."
Kobe Suzuo's tapping on the screen stopped, his gaze darkened.
He watched silently as Suguru Geto activated his Cursed Technique, swallowing the entire orb that emitted a lustrous glow.
This is also a problem child.
Author's Note:
Level up, level up, abilities UP
Chapter 42: That Combination Technique
As the Cursed Spirit Orb enters, the soft oral mucosa of a human undergoes its first impact; immediately following the completion of the swallow, the esophagus, stomach, even the soul are invaded by that disgusting taste.
Like a rag used to wipe up vomit, the coarse, dry fabric was stained with a viscous, foul-smelling liquid of a bizarre texture.
Its offensive power was immense, capable of simultaneously destroying a person's sense of smell, taste, even touch.
It was a taste that no amount of effort could ever adapt to.
For a period of time, whether it was for the sake of becoming stronger or for the sake of responsibility, Suguru Geto repeatedly went through the process of exorcising, swallowing, absorbing.
His tongue and nose gradually grew numb, but the physiological nausea he felt when the Cursed Spirit Orbs stretched his throat as he swallowed them remained constant.
He had swallowed so many Cursed Spirit Orbs that, over time, the flavors of normal food and the sensation of swallowing it down his esophagus began to feel strange to Suguru Geto.
As a result, even eating normal food became difficult to endure.
A young man's inner thoughts are something no one can truly know; when someone occasionally asks about them, he can only brush them off with a slightly melancholy tone, using the excuse of the summer heat to evade the question.
In any case, Jujutsu Sorcerers are busy, each with their own tasks.
As the time they spent together grew shorter, they had fewer chances to eat together, naturally, they failed to notice Suguru Geto's abnormal appetite.
Then Kobe Suzuo became an Assistant Supervisor at Jujutsu High, on a whim, Satoru Gojo invited Kobe Suzuo to have a meal at the Jujutsu High cafeteria.
The pampered young master first took a stroll with the air of a leader on an inspection, only then did he stand hesitantly before the day's menu, hesitating over his selection for a long time.
He finally followed Makoto Hibara's suggestion and ordered a portion of curry katsu that was said to be delicious.
The Young Master finished his meal and went to knock on the kitchen door with his bodyguards.
Kobe Suzuo's face was dark, he asked the chef:
“Are you embezzling the students' meal money?”
Is being a Jujutsu Sorcerer a poor profession? Is Jujutsu High a poor school?
Is this what they eat after working so hard to finish a mission?
At least eat something nutritious; every Jujutsu Sorcerer looks stronger and more well-built than the last—is it just pure genetics?
Thinking that something unexpected had happened, Suguru Geto, who had followed them specifically to the kitchen, strangely understood Kobe Suzuo's train of thought.
Suppressing a laugh, the chef, with beads of sweat on his forehead, explained:
The food in the Jujutsu High cafeteria is already much better than that of an ordinary high school cafeteria, besides, we are often out on missions and don't eat in the cafeteria very often.
The chef, being grabbed by his collar by the bodyguard, nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Suguru Geto paid no mind to Kobe Suzuo's gaze, which was gradually turning toward pity; he thought it was merely a misunderstanding caused by the young master's detachment from the mundane world.
In fact, Kobe Suzuo had originally come to the cafeteria just to go through the motions, intending to show off his unfathomable wealth by topping Satoru Gojo's meal card with ten million yen.
Not only did Jujutsu High not have meal cards, but the cutlet in the pork cutlet curry was also pitifully small.
Kobe Suzuo nodded at Suguru Geto without saying anything else, then turned to the chef with a smile:
Shall we talk privately?
A few days later, the cafeteria's cooks were replaced by a rotation of specially hired chefs from the Kobe Family, all of whom were top-tier chefs holding certified nutritionist credentials.
Naturally, the supply of ingredients at Jujutsu High also upgraded several levels.
The students originally thought it was a bit of a waste to have such a chef at Jujutsu High, after all, Jujutsu Sorcerers are truly busy.
Aside from those like Nobara Iori who are permanently stationed at Jujutsu High, they can't even eat at the cafeteria a few times in a whole semester.
But before long, the field missions assigned to the first, second, third-year students decreased sharply, while campus coursework increased, the cafeteria transformed into paradise in an instant.
Kobe Suzuo arrived at Jujutsu High in the late spring, the past six months had been so bustling that Suguru Geto had almost forgotten that the summer heat had not yet arrived.
Suguru Geto took a deep breath.
Following the plan provided by Kobe Suzuo, he patiently controlled the Cursed Spirits in different directions, facing the distant sea, released their techniques at the appropriate time.
It was not easy; low-level Cursed Spirits possessed only instinct and no intelligence. To precisely control the direction and timing of their attacks required a great deal of mental energy.
The sea was calm, nothing happened.
Suguru Geto sat on Honglong's back for a while, until Kobe Suzuo's voice finally appeared in his earpiece, calm and unhurried.
He didn't care in the slightest about the previous complete failure; he reported several new positions and times, speaking indifferently.
“Suguru-kun, switch the a9 Cursed Spirit to the third position and begin the second attempt.”
By this time, Suguru Geto had already understood what Satoru Gojo meant by "conquering" last time.
The plan provided by Kobe Suzuo seemed reasonable, but it always carried the feeling of an outsider making blind guesses with their eyes closed.
It was like writing a game guide without considering the human hand's reach; theoretically feasible, but the actual execution would immediately fall apart.
But Suguru Geto still tried them one by one as requested.
Because Kobe Suzuo possessed the aura of a big shot who could be seen to succeed at a single glance.
Swap the d7 Cursed Spirit to the sixth position, begin the twenty-ninth attempt.
Suguru Geto once again controlled that weak Space-type Cursed Spirit, Gap, released a Cursed Technique toward the surface of the sea.
The Cursed Spirit's buzzing cries surrounded him.
Suguru Geto pressed his chest, intending to tell Kobe Suzuo once the tinnitus subsided that the Cursed Energy of the Gap had reached its limit.
Congratulations, this combined Cursed Technique is complete; our efficiency is quite good.
Wasted an entire day; how exactly was that good?
Suguru Geto had swallowed many Cursed Spirit Orbs that day, his sanity was nearly depleted along with his Cursed Energy.
Only when Honglong brought him down to the surface of the sea, before the circular space that was creating a massive vortex, did Suguru Geto slowly realize what that "congratulations" meant.
“This is.. an Innate Domain? It's fake, right?”
This counter-intuitive result felt unbelievable to him.
No, this is Gap's Space Cursed Technique. Gap is only a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, so how could he unleash a Cursed Technique on such a massive scale?
Once a Cursed Spirit is absorbed by Cursed Spirit Manipulation, it loses its space to grow; even if its abilities are special, it becomes useless because it is too easy to kill.
Kobe Suzuo was already summarizing the experiment.
A main DPS who provides space-based Cursed Techniques, a sub-DPS who deals supplemental damage to the techniques, a support role that enhances the effects of the techniques, a survival role that bolsters the aforementioned techniques, a Cursed Spirit that provides Cursed Energy replenishment—this system is now complete.
Merlin said joyfully, "It wasn't a waste of all that computing power, the effort spent positioning the Special Grade Cursed Spirit didn't go to waste either. Heh, this kid is quite impressive."
Kobe Suzuo typed S on the data page, saying with some regret:
Finally, a team with a usable system. It's just that the difficulty of operating multiple Cursed Spirits to release Cursed Techniques at specific points simultaneously is higher than expected..
Suguru Geto had already leaped from Honglong onto the surface of the sea; he wanted to see just how far that domain-mimicking Cursed Technique could go.
But it had failed too many times before, the time the Cursed Technique could maintain was limited.
That massive black space collapsed in an instant, stirring up layers of waves.
Kobe Suzuo spoke in a steady tone, as if he had expected this all along, "Suguru Geto, let's call it a day here."
How this Cursed Technique will evolve from here depends on your own development.
Suguru Geto was incredibly excited, much like Satoru Gojo's mood when he would excitedly show off Blue to others after having learned it.
This is what developing new moves in a shonen manga looks like—a blood-pumping Cursed Spirit combination technique!
Cursed Spirit Manipulation used to be mocked as a Pokémon skill, but now, Suguru Geto is truly going to become a Cursed Spirit Master.
The future is bright, so bright!
Suguru Geto glided on the Jellyfish Cursed Spirit toward the shore, coming to a sudden halt as he approached the coast, gazing toward Kobe Suzuo from a distance.
In the twilight, Kobe Suzuo's gaze was deep, as if she could see through a person's soul:
Does the taste of the Cursed Spirit Orb affect your appetite so much that it makes you feel nauseous?
The hoarse cry of a seabird suddenly rang in his ears.
Kobe Suzuo concluded directly, "All subsequent special training is suspended. I will not impose any further burdens on you until a method to resolve the negative effects of the Cursed Spirit Orb is found."
The salty, cold sea breeze lashed against his face, Suguru Geto's voice nearly cracked as he spoke, "I.. I'm fine, Mr. Suzuo."
The seawater continuously lashed against his calves, like a Cursed Spirit clutching him, its surface constantly let out hoarse wails.
When he looked up again, Suguru Geto had already regained his composure, his gentle tone possessed a natural, persuasive magic.
The taste of a Cursed Spirit Orb really is bad, but it's not as serious as you think. We can just eat something delicious later; I have it under control.
He wasn't lying; when he went to the Jujutsu High cafeteria to order food, his bland appetite was indeed somewhat soothed.
Kobe Suzuo put down the tablet in her hands and tapped the table twice with her fingertips: "Are you really sure there's no problem?"
The light was already very dim, Suguru Geto could not see Kobe Suzuo's movements, but he heard a soft "thump-thump" tapping sound mixed in with the sound of the waves.
Ah, it seems Supervisor Kobe is serious.