Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half

"Toji, why don't you head over to the Zenin estate later? Go check out the treasury and take a look at the cursed tools you selected earlier."

Satoshi glanced at his experience bar, which had increased to 46%, and couldn't help but feel satisfied.

In just three days, his experience bar had risen by almost half. Toji's combat ability was clearly on another level compared to Shunichi's Kendo skills.

During these three grueling days of training, Toji had spared no effort.

Taking advantage of this break, he could visit the Zenin family's treasury in person and make some selections.

Might as well see if there are any other useful cursed tools while he's at it.

Unlike the Gojo family's vault, which he had already raided, the Zenin family's storage was still untouched.

This unspoiled treasure trove was definitely a place he needed to explore.

Too many cursed tools were wasted during my earlier experiments. If I had access to this many test materials back then, I probably could have forged at least two or three Zanpakutō by now.

Satoshi shook his head.

Looks like I'll have to rely on the Zenin estate for another haul. If I ever get the chance, I'd love to explore the Kamo family's secret vault too.

Among the three great sorcerer families, their treasury should hold the largest collection of cursed tools in the entire jujutsu world.

I also heard that the Kamo family has a master of cursed tool crafting. Their storage might even surpass both the Gojo and Zenin families combined.

Although Satoshi had never had direct dealings with the Kamo clan, he was already eyeing their treasury with interest.

Toji, who had been drinking water nearby, nodded at Satoshi's words.

"The Zenin family has prepared accommodations for you and is expecting your visit."

"However, I hope you'll focus your energy on my Zanpakutō rather than being distracted by that rotten family."

Toji had no interest in speaking on behalf of the Zenin clan.

As for the mission his family had originally assigned him, he had already tossed it aside.

What happens to the Zenin family in the future has nothing to do with me.

Satoshi chuckled, unconcerned, then extended his right hand toward Shoko.

"Shoko, I think I broke my pinky. Sorry to trouble you!"

Then, turning back to Toji, he smirked.

"Oh? I was wondering why it was so easy for me to get the cursed tools Satoru needed."

"So the Zenin higher-ups have already given their silent approval, huh?"

Shoko scowled as she healed Satoshi's finger. Seeing that he was more focused on chatting with Toji than paying attention to her, her treatment became noticeably rougher.

"Ow! That hurts—"

Satoshi winced but still kept his eyes on Toji.

"If you don't want to go, you don't have to. There's no need to bother with those outdated relics."

Toji remained indifferent to the Zenin family's affairs.

Satoshi, however, didn't mind keeping an amicable relationship with them—for now.

There would be many instances in the future where cooperation with the Zenin family would be necessary. No need to burn that bridge just yet.

Besides, weren't they showing great sincerity?

The cursed tool they provided for forging Senbonzakura wasn't just any ordinary item, it was at least Grade 1.

They handed over something that valuable without hesitation. In Satoshi's eyes, that kind of decisiveness was worth acknowledging.

Not to mention, I'm still eyeing their secret vault.

"It's fine. I just want to check out the Zenin estate. Staying at the Gojo compound all the time would be too narrow-minded…"

As the pain in his finger intensified, Satoshi instinctively tried to pull his hand away.

However, Shoko wasn't letting go.

A patient shouldn't be trying to escape before treatment is complete.

After tugging twice without success, Satoshi finally realized something was off. He shifted his gaze from Toji to Shoko.

Noticing the dissatisfied look on her face, he smirked playfully.

He immediately recognized what was going on.

She's upset that I wasn't paying attention to her.

"Hey, Shoko! How about I forge a Zanpakutō for you too?"

Satoshi's sudden question caught Ieiri Shoko completely off guard.

She had never expected him to say something like that.

The fingers that had been gripping Satoshi's hand out of frustration subconsciously loosened.

Only then did she realize how intimate her action had been.

When Satoru, Shunichi, and Toji heard Satoshi's words, they all instinctively turned to look at him and Shoko.

They had all clearly seen the moment when Shoko had grabbed Satoshi's hand.

"Oh? Did I just hear that correctly?" Toji curled his lips in a lazy smirk. "Our esteemed Young Master Gojo Satoshi is actually offering to forge someone a Zanpakutō?"

"Hey, Satoshi, so love does make people change? What about our brotherhood? Are you just going to cast me aside? My heart… it hurts!"

Satoru's deep blue eyes sparkled with mischief as he glanced between Satoshi and Shoko, his expression full of amusement.

It was as if Satoshi's words had completely reinvigorated him, erasing the exhaustion he had suffered from being beaten by Toji during training.

Shunichi, meanwhile, silently observed the two of them, running calculations in his head.

Shoko and Young Master Satoshi, huh? Not bad.

Miss Shoko is a genius in Reverse Cursed Technique. If she and Master Satoshi were to combine their talents…

Not to mention, they make a nice pair.

Feeling the shift in the atmosphere, Satoshi suddenly realized that what he had just said might have been a little inappropriate.

His main goal was to forge a Zanpakutō for Shoko so she could serve as another experience generator.

Now that he had discovered this system loophole, he needed to maximize it.

Besides, whether it was one or a whole flock, sheep were still sheep, right?

Since Toji was already training them in hand-to-hand combat, couldn't he just farm experience from three people at once?

Of course, the amount of feedback varied.

Satoru, being more talented, generated higher feedback frequency and more experience points.

But hey, experience points are still experience points, no matter how little.

(To be continued.)