Before sending Kobe Suzuo to [Jujutsu], True Love could only vaguely sense the other's friendliness; in a world where emotions serve as the source of energy, the difficulty of crossing the barrier was significantly reduced when both parties were in agreement.
Love, family, friendship, hatred, sorrow, anger—a world fueled by emotions is always friendly to humanity, especially when Kobe Suzuo is such an exceptional "Child of the World."
He sent his own child to another world to find True Love, only for the child to lose contact immediately upon landing.
After carefully studying the energy that leaked out when the passage opened, it was only then that the realization dawned: on the surface, the "High Magic World" of Jujutsu World appeared glamorous and vibrant, with abundant emotions and a stable world, but in reality, it was far too young, even the fundamental consciousness required for communication could not be found.
That place is "left to grow but never nurtured"; even a "Child of the World" with the same status as Kobe Suzuo has multiple possibilities of death.
All observable worldlines grow wild and unchecked, with endless bad endings involving various world destructions and human casualties.
Simply put, the probability of Kobe Suzuo's death has increased significantly.
In the original world, even if she were involved in eight car accidents in a single month, nothing major would happen.
But over here, if Kobe Suzuo walks down the street, she could die the next second for some inexplicable reason.
What can True Love do? If the other party doesn't proactively send the person back, even if Kobe Suzuo, a mere mortal, were to find a way to cross the world's barrier, it would still be difficult to execute.
He had finally managed to nurture such a unique Child of the World possessing the "Awakening" trait; how could he not have a grand romance!
In any case, the Jujutsu World does not lack exceptional people.
Although the stage of fate is unpredictable, He believes in Kobe Suzuo.
So, before the barrier closed completely, He provided a life-saving cheat and left an observation anchor, waiting for the right moment to establish contact later.
Young Master, I am the very opportunity He spoke of; He said that as I level up, there will be more opportunities for communication in the future.
After hearing this, Kobe Suzuo said in disbelief, "So after finally managing to contact me, all He had to say was this one thing—that He didn't intentionally throw me into this place to die?"
And by the way, it emphasized that this world is truly dangerous, telling me to be careful not to die?
Kobe Suzuo had been a Jujutsu Director here for two years; how could he not know how dangerous it was?
Merlin paused for a moment. "Hmm.. He also suppressed several stocks, by the way, wished you luck in love."
"A future leading to happiness"—so that's what it meant.
That's quite enough.
Thinking about her half-hearted love for Satoru Gojo, Kobe Suzuo expressionlessly issued a sleep command to Merlin, unwilling to waste any more brain cells researching the thought processes of two non-human entities (AI and the World Consciousness).
But, Kobe Suzuo was actually not as impatient with the arranged marriage decision as she appeared to be; in fact, she was even somewhat satisfied with it.
Compared to a life with a domineering CEO that one could see through at a single glance, conquering an entirely new realm was, of course, far more interesting.
Besides, there are also interesting people like Satoru Gojo here.
He organized his thoughts and pressed the call button by the bed. A group of doctor-bodyguards in white lab coats rushed in, after a flurry of activity, they pushed Kobe Suzuo out of the ward in a wheelchair.
Ah, Sug?
Kobe Suzuo looked at the boy standing in the hallway, slightly surprised. "You didn't leave with Satoru-kun, Nobara Iori, the others?"
Of the two helicopters he had summoned, one was specifically for transporting the students back to Jujutsu High, ensuring they would not be late for their classes.
Suguru Geto's gaze shifted from Kobe Suzuo's casted right leg to his bandaged forehead before he slowly said, "Um, Satoru thinks one of us should stay behind to accompany you."
Of course, Satoru Gojo's original words were not so tactful.
He has too many enemies; between last night and this morning, both curse users and Cursed Spirits have been after his life.
The white-haired youth still had blood on his collar from where Kobe Suzuo had brushed against him. He glanced at the bodyguard standing by the ward door and said casually, "He is hiding so many secrets, his strength is so low, the people around him aren't much stronger either; it's quite possible he could be killed while unconscious."
Nobara Iori remained silent; she had originally intended to help with the treatment, but the manager under Kobe Suzuo had refused her use of Reverse Cursed Technique, claiming the injuries were not severe.
It was merely a bone fracture, which indeed wasn't a serious injury, but it was simply baffling.
Satoru Gojo's expression had been poor to begin with, hearing the excuse the doctor uttered while wiping away sweat, he laughed out of sheer anger. "Never mind, Nobara Iori, they only listen to their own boss anyway."
He crossed his hands behind his head and strode to keep pace with the staff members leading them toward the helipad. "Maybe the next time we go on a mission, we'll have a new Assistant Supervisor."
He decided to respect others' choices; he had no desire to rush in to protect someone who was seeking death.
Suguru Geto watched Satoru Gojo's changing facial expressions, recalling what he had previously mentioned regarding the matter between Kobe Suzuo and the Elders, he pulled back his foot, which had already started to step forward.
How about I stay here and go back with him once Supervisor Kobe wakes up?
Nobara Iori tilted her head as she thought for a moment, then gave a thumbs-up. "I'm in favor."
Satoru Gojo gave a lukewarm "Oh" and left without even looking back, following Nobara Iori.
The fox-eyed young man recalled Satoru Gojo's reaction, his expression complicated. "He is worried that you might encounter danger while you are unconscious."
Haha, I see." The young man sitting in the wheelchair gave a light chuckle, his eyes curving into crescents, looking genuinely happy, "Thank you, Suguru, for taking the trouble to stay and protect me.
In those dark eyes, the emotion of joy was pure and natural. "I must remember to thank Satoru-kun properly later; he is truly a wonderful person, always looking out for me."
A sentence lingered on the tip of Suguru Geto's tongue, he blurted it out inadvertently, "The Young Master hasn't smiled this happily in a long time."
Suguru Geto froze, as Kobe Suzuo looked at him, he hurriedly explained, "What I meant was, I've never seen Supervisor Kobe laugh so sincerely before.."
No, that's not what I meant, Supervisor Kobe and Satoru-kun have such a good relationship..
The more he thought about it, the darker it became. Suguru Geto's eyes went cold, he clamped his mouth shut tightly.
It was a deathly familiar feeling, one I had only just experienced last night while imagining Satoru Gojo and Kobe Suzuo.
Kobe Suzuo let out another soft laugh, a fleeting sound that made Suguru Geto almost think he had misheard.
“Let's go, Suguru-kun, we should be able to make it back to Tokyo before dinner.”
Suguru Geto followed in silence, looking as if he wanted to say something throughout the entire journey, but in the end, he asked nothing.
Kobe Suzuo was still thinking about the school recruitment plan and called out to him, "Why did Sug choose to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer?"
The question was quite sudden, the young man with his hair in a bun clearly failed to react in time, but as if he had answered this question many times before, he responded skillfully, "To protect the weak."
Kobe Suzuo raised an eyebrow. "In Sug's heart, the weak are.."
Ordinary people without Cursed Techniques, Jujutsu Sorcerers who have the ability, should protect those without Cursed Techniques.
Quite "righteous" indeed; the Elders Council simply wants non-clan Jujutsu Sorcerers to hold such thoughts.
Kobe Suzuo nodded and straightened the blanket on her lap.
So, Sug, who do you think is more powerful, an atomic bomb or a Jujutsu Sorcerer?
Chapter 18 That Meeting
For the well-traveled Jujutsu High Trio, the trip to Hokkaido was hardly dangerous; if anything, it was somewhat nonsensical.
Mainly, all the thrilling and intense moments were focused on Kobe Suzuo, making everyone else seem like mere bystanders passing by.
The curse user's assassination attempt failed and he was captured, Kobe Suzuo was hospitalized after a car accident, disputes continued outside the emergency room.
The chaotic turn of events was like a soap opera played at double speed, rushing through my brain without leaving a single piece of useful information behind.
It was like being forced to watch a soap opera about high-society struggles played at double speed; it rushed through the brain, leaving no useful information behind.
Perhaps the CEO aura was still working its magic; almost everyone who witnessed the scene of Satoru Gojo "saving" Kobe Suzuo from the car accident cast him complex looks—the kind of looks one gives a fragile little flower staying by her boss's bedside all night.
Satoru Gojo's expression was foul.
He rescued Kobe Suzuo from the wrecked car and killed the Cursed Spirit that attempted to attack him. Just as he was about to bring the person to Nobara Iori for treatment, the blond driver in the driver's seat, who had already lost his breath, suddenly came back to life.
The man kicked the car door open and crawled out, coughing violently and frowning. He first waved at Satoru Gojo, who was floating in the air, then pulled out his phone, calling the police and an ambulance to notify the insurance company in one seamless motion.
Then, he looked up and said, "Hey~ Young Master Six Eyes, put the BOSS down quickly. He said he doesn't like being held by men."
Satoru Gojo narrowed his eyes, observing the fluctuations of Cursed Energy on Cai Ming, wondering if the other's Cursed Technique was a state of suspended animation or resurrection, before turning his head to look at the luxury car that had been completely reduced to scrap metal.
Kobe Suzuo was very weak, so weak that Satoru Gojo felt there was some exaggeration in his Grade 4 Jujutsu Sorcerer rating.
With that meager amount of Cursed Energy and physical strength, he was barely different from an ordinary human, could have lost his life in a car accident of this magnitude at any moment.
But he looked at the car, then looked at Kobe Suzuo, who was unconscious but had not suffered any major injuries, felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to just throw her off.
He suspected that Kobe Suzuo had already foreseen this accident through an omnipotent information network.
This suspicion was initially confirmed when the Kobe Family doctor refused to let Nobara Iori use Reverse Cursed Technique, was fully confirmed when the frantic departure of the blond driver was witnessed, followed by the methodical handling of affairs by Kobe Suzuo's assistant butler with a mobile phone in hand.
This was likely just another one of Supervisor Kobe's many schemes.
The motive was unclear, but from Satoru Gojo's perspective, the guy who had coaxed him last night with words like "I'll tell you everything you want to know by next week at the latest" had gone and done something life-threatening behind his back the very next day.
This feeling of having been inexplicably played made Satoru Gojo extremely uncomfortable, this discomfort reached its peak when someone tried to send them back to Jujutsu High.
So he did not hesitate much; after Suguru Geto stayed behind of his own accord, he left directly with Riko Amanai.
Young people's emotions come and go quickly; by the time Suguru Geto returned in the evening, Satoru Gojo had already worked things out for himself.
Kobe Suzuo is that kind of person—arrogant and self-centered; expecting him to utter a single word of sincerity would probably be harder than getting those old geezers to retire voluntarily.
Moreover, every time the two of them communicated, they were merely testing the waters and playing political games, as if they weren't close at all.
But Satoru Gojo noticed that his friend seemed to have been acting a bit strange since returning to school.
“Suguru? Moshi?”
He waved his hand in front of Suguru Geto's eyes, only when his fingers were about to touch Suguru Geto's bangs did the latter suddenly snap out of his daze. Suguru Geto blinked his dry eyes and said:
Satoru-kun, is class already over?
Satoru Gojo said exaggeratedly, "Class ended long ago! We've even missed lunchtime!"
He held his index finger up by his face and shook it. "Isn't there a saying in folklore? If you suddenly wake someone who is daydreaming, their soul will escape. That's why I've been waiting for you all this time."
Suguru Geto first offered an apology, then continued, "Shouldn't the version be: waking a sleepwalker will scare away his soul?"
He casually stuffed the books and pencils on the desk into his desk drawer and called out to Satoru Gojo to go grab lunch.
There were only three people in this grade, on days when there were no remedial classes, they would leave their books lying straight on the desks in the classroom.
As Suguru Geto stood up, he glanced at the wall clock; the hands pointed to twelve noon, exactly lunchtime.
“.. Didn't class just end?"
He was indeed not in his usual state; under normal circumstances, Suguru Geto would never have been deceived.
Satoru Gojo revealed a look of curiosity and asked, "So, what were you just thinking about?"
Suguru Geto replied subconsciously, "Thinking about atomic bombs and missiles."