Saiyans Forbidden from Crossing Worlds to Steal Jobs Ch. 34

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She said it without thinking, and Gojo kindly explained.

"Sorcerers are really rare. This year's new students are already the biggest batch."

Ikki: "......"

Ikki was deeply shocked.

That the jujutsu world had survived until now really was a miracle.

"Alright, alright." Gojo announced again, "Next up is Ikki-chan's show time~~~"

"Your most handsome teacher Gojo is heading off on a business trip."

"Everyone, get along well, okay." Saying that, he waved his hand.

After a few steps, he twisted back around, smiling with squinted eyes, "Don't miss me too much."

Everyone: ......

'No one's ever gonna miss you!'

Gojo-nyan left, and the mood quieted down again.

But thanks to his noisy antics just now, Ikki didn't feel that awkward anymore.

"Um." She scratched her head, and asked, "Can I take a look at your class schedule?"

The little sorcerers looked at each other, then Panda said, "We don't have that kind of thing."

Ikki: ......?

"No?" She was stunned. "Then what do you usually study?"

"Combat training, I guess." Panda answered. "But sometimes we also have normal subjects."

"Salmon."

"That's it?" Ikki couldn't believe it.

"That's it." Okkotsu shook his head honestly. "Is there a problem?"

A huge problem!

Ikki was shocked for a hundred years. How was this even a school?!

Even shady diploma mills weren't this sloppy!!!!

This was basically producing a bunch of muscle-head illiterates!!!

As a Saiyan with a conscience and morals, Ikki felt she had to fix this wickedness!!!!

But, no need to rush. Just like those survival tips for transmigrators said, do it secretly, influence slowly, you can't get fat in one bite.

For now, she went back to the main point, "Since you guys mostly learn combat, can I see your physical fitness charts?"

Everyone: ......

What's that?

"We never record that stuff."

Ikki: ......

Ikki finally let out the question from her soul, "Then what the hell did Gojo Satoru even teach you?"

"Don't tell me he just lets you fight each other every single day?"

Everyone: ......

Everyone let out their own life question, "Isn't that the fastest way to get stronger?"

Ikki: ......

"The hell it is!!!"

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Gojo Satoru, you damn mutt!!!

"Is... is there something wrong with that?" Okkotsu asked softly.

Ikki pressed her pounding forehead and, with patience, explained to them, "If you don't record your physical stats, how are you supposed to know your strengths and weaknesses? How can you figure out the direction that suits you best? How can you make your own strategy?"

Everyone was stunned.

That made way too much sense.

Panda smacked his left hand into his right, suddenly enlightened, "Got it. Like in games, some people are better as assassins, some as tanks, some as DPS."

"Forget it." Ikki pulled a notebook from her bag, sighing. "Next, I'll just get a basic idea of your stats first."

"Let's start with the most basic—strength and speed."

She looked them over, guessing to herself that since they were Gojo's students, and even Geto himself said they were excellent, they should be decent... right?

Half an hour later, Ikki stared at the chart on the paper, falling into a long silence.

Seeing her expression, Maki frowned and asked, "What's wrong? Am I that weak?"

Ikki: ......

How should I gently tell you guys that you're so weak, even a grandpa in the hospital could crush you?

"It's... okay, I guess." Ikki said tactfully.

"But don't worry, I'll put you all through special training."

Ikki gave a big thumbs up.

The legendary Kame-Sennin style special training, you deserve it.

The so-called 'Roshi-sennin Training Method' was created by a serious, upright old grandpa with a white beard. His training style was really one of a kind—through advanced techniques and a down-to-earth approach, it gave trainees a fun and refreshing experience, all while unknowingly boosting their overall physical abilities. It could really be called endless fun, and everyone who tried it said it was amazing.

The sky was just starting to brighten.

The first-years of Jujutsu High were yawning as they grouped up and headed to the suburban spot where Ikki had arranged to meet them.

"You guys know?" Panda, as a cursed corpse, showed no sign of being sleepy. He leaned close to the others, gossiping, "Ikki is a Heavenly Restriction, and a special grade one."

"Tuna?!" Inumaki was shocked. "Tuna mayo!!"

"Special grade?" Maki, also a Heavenly Restriction, was stunned. "Isn't Heavenly Restriction capped at first grade?"

That man who, like her, had escaped from the Zen'in clan—Zen'in Toji—was the highest level Heavenly Restriction.

"Satoru's the one who classified her as special grade," Panda said. "That guy might act all flippant, but when it comes to his conclusions, he's never wrong."

"So she really does have special grade strength."

A special grade Heavenly Restriction...

So it was possible for Heavenly Restriction to reach special grade...

Maki couldn't help the spark of anticipation in her heart. If she went through special training with Ikki, who was also Heavenly Restriction, then maybe one day her strength could also reach special grade.

No—she would definitely become special grade sooner or later!

When that time came, she would seize the position of Zen'in family head, step all over their arrogance, and laugh at their feudal stupidity.

Especially that bastard Zen'in Naoya.

She would return all the humiliation he gave her, doubled.

"That idiot finally did something reliable." Maki adjusted the strap on her shoulder, sighing sincerely as she thought back on everything she'd gone through since enrolling at Jujutsu High.

"Salmon."

"I'm seriously looking forward to this training." Panda put his chunky paw pad behind his head, joining the others in full anticipation.

Ten minutes later.

The new assistant instructor, Ikki-chan, lugged four giant turtle shells over. "Here, everyone, put these on."

She dropped the shells on the ground.

Those uneven edges, that bumpy surface—the whole thing screamed three big words: "ugly as hell."

"These are turtle shells?"

"So ugly!"

Everyone with decent taste shook their heads in unison and refused!

Sure, when they used jujutsu they probably looked like special-effects-less chuuni-idiots to normal people, but with their good looks, long legs, and strong presence, it was different.

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