The yellow flash of jujutsu high

You late {159}

Upon finishing getting some money from Alistair, a shit tone of money.
More than he thought he would ever see in his entire life, he wonder if he should go to the jujutsu sorcerer black market and buy some stuff from there.

The best thing he could probably find there would probably be busted as a curse tool, he looked at his Vajra glove.

As for the weapon, he was carrying around, about 40 or so Kunai, one tanto, and one long blade.

His Vajra glove, a Kunai that was imbued with his curse technique, this specific Kunai worked like the one that Minato had in the show.

This had happened due to him using his curse technique on the Kunai a lot.

He had been using that kunai since his first year in jujutsu high, which meant that he had more than 4 years of imbuing his curse energy into the Kunai.

Now, all he needed was a way to get a weapon that could target the soul and he would be good.

He was good on storage as he could create seals no problem for that.
As Keitaro was too busy in his head while walking out of Alistair's office, he found himself colliding gently with someone.

The woman, a striking resemblance to Alistair, appeared startled for a moment before composing herself. Her features were sharp and elegant, carrying an air of regal authority.

"I do apologize," she began, her voice a smooth melody, "I was not paying attention."

Keitaro bowed slightly, his response equally polite, "The pleasure is mine."

She offered a small smile, her eyes holding a keen intelligence. "My husband can be quite...impatient," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice. "I do apologize for his behavior."

Keitaro waved off her apology with a casual gesture. "There is no need," he replied. "It is not uncommon to encounter strong personalities."

Though it did feel quite awkward for Keitaro to see someone like her being that nice.
Her aura looked to be so calm, it definitely looked purer than Alistair that was for sure.

However, he was a bit nervous, if the sweat dripping down his face was anything to go by.

"I would also like to thank you for training my son," she added, her voice filled with sincerity. "His progress has been remarkable."

Wow, she genuinely seems like a decent human being, maybe Keitaro was a bit off to judge, granted he didnt think that everyone who was that rich had a stick up their ass.

However, speaking with Alistair for so long had caused his view of them to be slightly warped.

Keitaro was taken aback by her gratitude. "It was my pleasure," he replied modestly. "I was merely doing my job."

She smiled, her eyes twinkling with ... wait was that amusement. "You are too humble," she said. "Your dedication to Edgar is evident."

Welp, to be fair he was being paid a lot of money to do it, and that's why he was doing it.

Granted if Edgar had asked him to train him, he would have done it, but the money was not a no.

Plus the boy had potential, plus he got to see another technique.

His brain was quite happy to ticker around with Edgar's construction curse technique.

He was almost done writing his little book about the in and out of the construction curse technique.

The beginner guide would be done soon, after that, he needs an immediate guide.

Which would be from like semi grade 2, all the way up to grade 1.

The advance book should be from grade 1 to special grade sorcerer.

A step-by-step guide of the construction curse technique by yours truly.

She offered a graceful bow. "Thank you once again."

Keitaro returned the favor to her, politely backed off, and went to his room, that was enough socializing for one day.
He had plenty of stuff to do in his room, like finishing some of the recipes for the pills, finishing his books on construction, and also his book on reverse curse technique and to top it off, he had to train Edgar and advance his own skill.

So much training left for him to do, he was no quitter however and he welcomed the challenge

As he walked toward his room, he could not help but feel that same feeling he felt in Ireland.

Scene change

Alistair sat in his office room alone, his face clearly showing the fact that he was just a bit frustrated.
The meeting with Keitaro had not gone as planned. The sorcerer had proven to be a lot more resilient and cunning than Alistair had given him credit for.

Suddenly a disturbance in the air caught his attention. A swarm of insects materialized out of thin air, they all rushed toward each other and coalesced into the form of a man.

The man was tall and imposing, his features were almost inhumanly perfect.

"You are late.."

A/N....

Fun fact, While in Jujutsu high, Keitaro would over be seen daydreaming due to him spending the night before putting ideas in his notebook.

.........how, I am genuinely curious....how?

2 fucking chapters, all he did was penetrate Gojo and slash Keitaro limb off.