The fundamental job of a Jujutsu Sorcerer is ultimately to exorcise Cursed Spirits, as no one else can handle this task.
Without Jujutsu, even tanks and cannons cannot inflict damage upon a Cursed Spirit.
Although ordinary citizens are unaware of the existence of Jujutsu Sorcerers, the government's Higher-Ups are slightly informed.
Otherwise, it would be too troublesome for Jujutsu Sorcerers to carry out large-scale operations.
Inside the Grand Elder's room, Chinatsu sat on the sofa, holding a commission request for the exorcism of a Cursed Spirit that the Grand Elder had handed her.
Upon reading the description of the location in the request, Chinatsu couldn't help but voice a complaint.
"It truly is a Young Ladies' School~"
Located roughly ten kilometers from the Gojo Family residence was a private school that accepted only female students, offering elementary, middle, and high school sections, allowing students to advance directly upon passing the assessment.
Chinatsu had only ever encountered this type of school in novels and comics; she truly never expected to see one firsthand someday.
"Chinatsu, what do you think? Can you handle it?"
The Grand Elder studied Chinatsu, who was sitting on the sofa looking at the request with a strange smile on her face, and asked her with confusion.
Chinatsu slowly folded the request and set it down.
While wearing a faint smile, she raised one hand and made an OK gesture.
"Of course, no problem!"
Chinatsu was already itching to try.
After all, she was a Jujutsu Sorcerer living in a world with Cursed Spirits, yet she hadn't touched a single hair of a Cursed Spirit in the six years since her birth.
She had wanted to try earlier, but without knowing "Blue," she could only use her fists wrapped in Cursed Energy.
Hitting a Cursed Spirit with her fists not only lacked style but also carried the risk of being mistaken for having an intellectual disability if she were seen by others.
After speaking, Chinatsu stood up from the sofa, preparing to head to the commissioned location.
As for Satoru Gojo, he was still sitting on the sofa, examining the request in his hand.
His expression was solemn, and his pupils trembled slightly.
The location specified in his request was Kagoshima, the southernmost city.
Chinatsu could reach her destination in half an hour by car, but even if Gojo Satoru took a train, it would still take him two or three hours.
"Can I switch?"
"..."
Soon after, a black sedan drove out of the Gojo Family residence and headed toward the private school.
Three P.M.
During the time when Chinese schools were still holding classes, the bell had already rung for dismissal at this school, and young girls in sailor uniforms streamed out of the school gate one after another.
This dismissal time was not unique to this school; rather, it was one of the few things it had in common with public schools.
Such an early dismissal allowed various clubs and societies the space to operate.
The sedan Chinatsu was riding in stopped across the road from the school.
She rolled down the window on her side and gazed at the school with her special eyes.
The driver took advantage of this time, pulling out a stack of documents from his backpack to report information to Chinatsu that had not been mentioned in the request.
This school had recently been experiencing a series of supernatural incidents.
Although they had not reached the level of disappearances or deaths, they had caused everyone within the school to feel anxious.
Cursed Spirits are formed by human negative emotions and the Cursed Energy inadvertently leaked out in daily life.
The current environment of the school is suitable not only for the birth of a Cursed Spirit but also for that Cursed Spirit to gradually grow stronger.
"The preliminary assessment is that the Cursed Spirit here should be at Grade 3 level.
Miss, as long as you are careful, dealing with this type of Cursed Spirit should be no problem."
Although the driver was not the one who had to exorcise the Cursed Spirit, his words were full of enthusiasm and confidence.
However, Chinatsu immediately denied this preliminary assessment of a "Grade 3 Cursed Spirit."
"It should be Grade 2, or perhaps higher."
The Six Eyes can see through the flow and traces of Cursed Spirits.
Even without seeing the Cursed Spirit's actual body from this distance, the flow of its Cursed Energy was clearly exposed.
"Excuse me, is there anything in that direction?"
From inside the car, Chinatsu pointed a finger toward a location in the school.
Upon hearing her, the driver quickly pulled out the school map he had prepared beforehand and began searching.
"I found it... it's the cafeteria!"
Hearing the answer "cafeteria," Chinatsu's mouth twitched slightly, as a very abstract possibility suddenly flashed through her mind.
"Is there a possibility that the food in their cafeteria is so terrible that the accumulation of large amounts of negative energy led to the birth of a Cursed Spirit..."
"Ah, well, surely it hasn't come to that..."
Chinatsu and the driver exchanged glances, both stunned by this possibility and momentarily speechless.
Just as Chinatsu was about to say something more, bursts of noise erupted outside the car.
Chinatsu muttered suspiciously, "Did something happen?" and immediately turned her head to look out the window again.
A large group of young girls were bending over, their faces pressed close, excitedly staring at Chinatsu inside the car through the window.
"So cute! So cute!!!"
"A foreigner? Mixed-race? Whichever she is, I love her!"
"Little cutie, are you thinking of applying to our school in the future and came for an early visit? Then please, definitely come to our school! Aside from the food in the cafeteria, which has been super disgusting for the past year, our school is absolutely number one in the country!"
"Hey! Why bring that up? What if the little sister gets scared off and doesn't come? Wouldn't that be a huge loss!"
"..."
The girls crowded outside the car, causing a commotion.
Chinatsu couldn't fight four hands with two fists, nor could she argue with so many mouths, so she could only respond politely with a smile.
But that single response only made the commotion worse.
Not until nightfall did the slightly weary-looking Chinatsu step out of the car.
Heaven knew how much energy she had expended just dealing with that group of students.
Seeing Chinatsu in this state, the driver asked worriedly, "Miss... are you alright?"
"It's... it's not a big problem.
Just wait here for my good news," Chinatsu said, covering her forehead with one hand and waving the driver off with the other.
Chinatsu walked to the school gate.
Since arrangements had been made beforehand, Chinatsu was able to enter the school grounds very smoothly.
Although the night was dim, it did not affect Chinatsu's vision at all.
Following the residual Cursed Energy fluctuations in the air, Chinatsu walked through the school.
It is worth mentioning that judging by the architectural style and the quality of the décor, this school truly deserved the title of Young Ladies' School.
Even in the current dim light, the scenery of the school was absolutely stunning.
A few minutes later, Chinatsu arrived at the spot within the school where the Cursed Energy was most concentrated.
Chinatsu stopped, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the plaque on the building.
"Good grief, it really is the cafeteria..."