Half a day later.
In the Chiyoda Ward of downtown Tokyo.
Inside a luxurious detached villa with a vast area and extremely tight security.
This villa was originally the private property of some high-ranking jujutsu official. Its decoration was extremely luxurious, and it came with its own large indoor heated pool and underground training ground.
At this moment, it had already changed owners.
Toji respectfully placed a set of keys and a black-and-gold bank card with no overdraft limit on the coffee table.
"Boss, this house has already been transferred to your name. All the procedures and funds were handled very cleanly by Jujutsu Headquarters."
Toji sat on the opposite sofa, holding a can of beer, his posture casual but not lacking in respect.
After spending these past few hours together, he had recognized his new boss's style of doing things—as long as the job was done well, he didn't care about those formalities at all.
"Well done."
Yamada leaned back on the leather sofa and casually picked up the black card.
With this massive financial support and a fixed base, his actions in this world would become incredibly convenient.
With a thought, his right hand lightly swept through the void.
The spatial fluctuations of Kamui flashed and a starlit, diamond-shaped portal slowly opened in the center of the living room.
The passage to Little Garden was opened.
"Fushiguro. Come inside with me and get to know the place."
Yamada stood up and was the first to step into the star gate.
Toji put down his beer can and followed him inside, full of curiosity.
When he passed through the gate and saw the scene before him, he was stunned on the spot.
Blue sky and white clouds, a clear lake, rolling mountains in the distance, and at the center, an exquisite and large Japanese-style courtyard along with a medical laboratory full of futuristic technology.
The air here contained a strange energy that made all the pores of his body relax.
"This... what is this place? A barrier technique? Or a Domain Expansion?" Toji's eyes widened.
"This is my private dimension."
Yamada walked along the bluestone path toward the courtyard.
The automatic door of the laboratory opened, and Shinobu, wearing a white research coat, quickly walked out.
Seeing Yamada return safely, a flash of joy appeared in her eyes, but she immediately noticed Toji following behind.
"Yamada, who is this?" Shinobu looked at this scarred man who exuded a fierce aura with some wariness.
"My newly hired bodyguard and handyman, Fushiguro Toji."
Yamada gave a simple introduction. "In the future, when I'm outside, if there's any work that needs running errands or gathering information, just look for him."
Toji looked at this petite and beautiful woman and keenly sensed a sharp edge from her that, although not strong, was extremely restrained.
He grinned and greeted her very tactfully, "Hello, Boss's lady. Just let me know if you need anything."
The address 'Boss's lady' immediately made Shinobu's face turn bright red, and the black-bellied remarks she had prepared instantly got stuck in her throat.
Yamada gave Toji an appreciative look. Although this guy was a scumbag, his ability to read people was top-notch.
"Alright, you head out first. If there's a mission, I'll contact you via phone." Yamada waved his hand and sent Toji out of the divine realm.
The gate closed, and tranquility returned to the divine realm.
Yamada walked up to Shinobu and handed her the unlimited black card. "This is a currency card used in the world outside, you can spend as much as you want. If you need any experimental equipment or medicinal ingredients, just make a list, and I'll have Fushiguro procure them and send them in."
Shinobu took the black card, and looking at Yamada's face, the smile at the corners of her lips could no longer be hidden.
"You were only out for a day, and you not only got a free errand-running laborer but also managed to get an unlimited card?"
She took a step forward and reached out to help him straighten the collar of his trench coat.
"It seems you've adapted very well to the new world."
"It's manageable. At least the rules here are much easier to break than in the last world."
Yamada took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her waist and looked down at her.
"Is lunch ready? I'm a bit hungry."
"It's been ready for a while. I made your favorite tomato beef stew today." Shinobu gave a light snort, letting him hold her as they walked toward the courtyard.
— — —
Tokyo, Chiyoda Ward.
The morning sunlight streamed through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling into the spacious living room of the villa.
Yamada sat on the sofa, playing with a uniquely shaped short blade in his hand—the Special Grade Cursed Tool, Inverted Spear of Heaven.
The construction of this thing was exquisite. The power of the rules attached to it could forcibly interrupt the flow of Cursed Energy, making it an excellent weapon for dealing with the flashy Cursed Techniques of this world.
Yamada casually tossed it into the Kamui dimension and looked up at Toji, who was walking out of the underground training room.
After the baptism of Yang Release, his current state was ridiculously good. Even the long-standing sense of decadence in his eyes had dissipated significantly.
"Boss, looking for me?" Toji walked to the bar, casually took a can of beer from the fridge, and pulled the tab with one hand.
"I'm taking you somewhere." Yamada stood up and straightened his collar.
"I'm a man of my word. Since I said I'd let you trample those who look down on you under your feet, there's no need to delay."
Toji's movement of drinking the beer paused for a moment.
"Where to?" He had a vague guess, but he asked anyway.
"Kyoto, the Zenin Clan."
Hearing that name, Toji's fingers tightened slightly around the aluminum can, which let out a groan of overburdened deformation.
He fell silent for a moment, then downed the beer in one gulp, his lips splitting into a wild, cold grin.
"Let's go."
...
Kyoto, the Zenin Clan estate.
As one of the Three Big Families of the Jujutsu World, the Zenin Clan's grounds were staggeringly large, with an architectural style that retained a strong Kamakura period atmosphere.
The towering walls and heavy wooden gates all served to showcase the unshakable status this family had held for over a thousand years.
Outside the main gate, two guards dressed in traditional kimono were chatting idly out of boredom.
Suddenly, the air not far away distorted for a moment. The figures of Yamada and Toji stepped out from thin air.
Seeing the newcomers, the two guards were first taken aback, but when they clearly saw the burly man with the scar on his mouth, their expressions instantly darkened.
"Toji? You trash without Cursed Energy, you actually have the face to return?" The guard on the left didn't hide the disdain in his eyes.
"This is the Zenin clan, not a place for a monkey like you. Get lost."
In a family like the Zenin Clan, which valued Cursed Techniques more than life itself, Toji, who possessed no Cursed Energy, was the lowest form of scum. Even though he had left the clan many years ago, this bone-deep prejudice remained unchanged.
Yamada kept his hands in his pockets, not even giving the two guards a direct look as he walked straight toward the main gate.
"Knock the door open." He ordered flatly.
Hearing this, the smile on Toji's face became even more ferocious. He strode forward, ignoring the katanas drawn by the guards, and slammed his palm onto one of their faces. He swung the man up like a small chick and smashed him violently into the other guard.
Bang!
Bones shattered and tendons snapped as they sprayed fresh blood. Together with that heavy gate, they were forcibly smashed to pieces by this monstrous strength.
Wood splinters flew everywhere.
The massive commotion immediately alerted the entire Zenin Clan.
Sharp alarms blared, and a large number of elite sorcerers belonging to the Kukuru unit and the Hei flooded into the front courtyard from all directions, surrounding Yamada and Toji.
"Enemy attack!"
"It's that stray dog Toji! He brought a helper!"
In the crowd, several Zenin Clan elders of higher seniority stepped forward.
One of them, a middle-aged man with short hair and sinister eyes, looked coldly at Toji. "Toji, trespassing on the main house and injuring guards... it seems you don't value your life."
Toji picked his ear, completely ignoring these people, and simply turned to look at Yamada. "Boss, should I slaughter them all?"
"No rush." Yamada's gaze passed through the crowd, looking toward the main hall deep in the courtyard. "The main player is coming out."
Just as he finished speaking—
"It's early morning; what is all this noise? You've even woken up my wine." A voice that sounded slightly aged but full of vigor rang out.
The crowd spontaneously parted to create a path.
An old man with a thin mustache, wearing a loose kimono and carrying a red wine gourd, walked out with unhurried steps.
The twenty-sixth head of the Zenin Clan, Special Grade 1 Sorcerer, Zenin Naobito.
He was also the most open-minded head in the entire history of the Zenin Clan.