Eyes that stretched into the distance, a pale blue like the sky.
Pure, silvery-white hair.
And a presence that was clearly extraordinary upon sight.
They'll be popular! Extremely popular!
The talent agents from idol companies who were trailing far behind the group gave Gojo Satoru and Chinatsu extremely high praise; starting as child stars and eventually starring in major dramas and variety shows to become national, or even world-class, idol celebrities wouldn't be a problem!
Unfortunately, the fantasy was beautiful, but the imposing bodyguards surrounding the two instantly shattered those wonderful dreams.
"So many bodyguards? Are they from a prestigious family?"
"They're probably foreigners, or at least mixed-race, after all, their eyes are blue!"
"Mixed-race is great! High-value, mixed-race twins —that's a pure selling point. Even if they have no acting skill, I believe they'll definitely become popular!"
While their legs remained timidly rooted in place, their teeth were clenched so tightly they were almost bleeding, their eyes filled with the complex emotion called "unwillingness."
As for Chinatsu and Satoru, who were the targets of these stares, once they analyzed and determined that these people held no malice and were not assassins, they simply ignored them and paid them no further mind.
Since they had finally managed to leave home and come all the way to Akihabara, it would be a huge waste if they didn't have a good time.
Although the current Akihabara had not yet reached the status of the future otaku holy land it would soon become, the trend was already starting to form. Without checking historical records, who in later generations would imagine that this place, now saturated with two-dimensional culture, was once just a street selling electronics?
Chinatsu and her group continued walking down the street, eating and drinking as they pleased. As the young master and young lady of the Gojo Family, they never had to worry about the problem of "money."
As one of the Three Great Jujutsu families, the Gojo Family's financial power was no joke. In the original work, an adult Gojo Satoru's casual shirt cost 250,000 yen, and to investigate a matter, he simply wired 10 million yen directly into the client's account.
Both of them were currently candidates to become the head of the Gojo Family, and coupled with the Rikugan, even if they decided they wanted to buy a store outright right here in Akihabara, the Gojo Family wouldn't say a word.
Spoil them! Spoil them relentlessly!
Spoiling them was the priority!
Faced with the pair's extravagant spending, the talent agents from the idol companies trailing far behind them were sweating profusely.
They truly were a young master and young lady from a wealthy family... As idol agents, they usually tried to scout talent from the pool of ordinary people, first using industry jargon, then rattling off promises and painting a grand picture of the benefits.
As long as the target showed even the slightest interest, they were confident they could successfully recruit them, and once the contract was signed, everything would be settled. But if the target was a child of a wealthy family, things became tricky.
After a period of internal struggle, most of the idol agents completely gave up hope, but one person clenched his fists, his eyes still burning with fierce fighting spirit.
The worst that could happen was rejection. Could the bodyguards really beat him up? He decided to go for it!
Clenching his fists, he resolutely ran toward the group. The bodyguards instantly detected the high-speed moving target suddenly appearing behind them, and one by one, they quickly turned around and formed a human wall.
"Who are you!"
In front of the human wall of bodyguards, all averaging 1.8 meters tall, the idol agent was completely blocked.
Chinatsu and Gojo Satoru also turned around in confusion to look at the man. Chinatsu waved her hand, signaling to the bodyguards that the man posed no danger.
With this close-up view, the idol agent was even more convinced that Chinatsu and Gojo Satoru had the potential to become huge stars. Suppressing his internal anxiety, he took his business card out of his pocket and handed it toward them.
"I am a contracted agent for an idol training agency. If either of you has any interest in becoming an idol, please make sure to contact us first, anytime!"
Gojo Satoru had absolutely no interest in taking the card, but Chinatsu politely reached out and accepted it.
"Mhm, we know."
With Chinatsu's reply, the idol agent's heart trembled, and a happy smile spread across his face.
After the idol agent left, Gojo Satoru looked at the card in Chinatsu's hand with confusion and asked a question.
"What, are you actually going to become... an idol?"
"How could I~ I just thought it would be rude to refuse him outright." Chinatsu shrugged lightly, then casually tucked the business card into her pocket.
Being in the Jujutsu World, cultivating Jujutsu was naturally the top priority. Moreover, letting Chinatsu become an idol was not a wise choice, especially if she tried to be a traditional, cute-style idol... that would definitely flop.
The reason was simple: Chinatsu had a mouth.
Good times always flew by quickly. They had set out in the morning, and now it was dusk. Although they were still a little reluctant, they had no choice but to go home.
They didn't know when they would get to go out next. Ultimately, it was because Chinatsu and Gojo Satoru were still too weak; currently, they only knew how to defend and not how to attack, essentially acting as iron-shelled tortoises.
They had to become stronger!
Inside the car heading back to the mansion, Gojo Satoru and Chinatsu rested their heads on their hands, looking out the windows on either side at the passing scenery.
Jujutsu Sorcerers in the Jujutsu World were categorized into five grades, from lowest to highest.
Grade 4, Grade 3, Second Grade, Grade 1, Special Grade.
Currently, the two were in an awkward grading situation, as their defensive abilities and offensive abilities were not on the same level, making accurate grading impossible.
They needed to learn [Blue] at least... Soon, the car transporting the pair stopped at the entrance of the Gojo Family mansion. The two stepped out of the car and returned inside the Gojo Family residence.
After washing up and bathing, the two went to bed early and fell asleep.
The next day, early morning.
Yawning, the two emerged from their rooms, walking with the same swaggering gait toward the room of the Great Elder inside the family mansion.
The path of cultivation certainly couldn't rely solely on self-exploration; accepting guidance and experience from others was also a crucial part of the process.
A very small number of people within the family had inherited their "Limitless" Cursed Technique, but because they lacked the Six Eyes, they were unable to use the Cursed Technique imprinted within their bodies.
The Great Elder had not inherited the "Limitless" Cursed Technique, but despite his age, he had become a master of theory by studying the family archives, even without being able to use it. In any case, seeking his advice regarding Jujutsu experience was definitely the right move.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
"Haa~ G-Great Elder, we're here..."