After his fight with the instructor and the short episode with Shuhei, it seemed that the academy had completely given up on him.

Had it been a normal university, he would have been expelled long ago for misconduct, but that wasn’t the case here. Since the difference in talent between Shinigami could go from one extreme to another, they were given larger freedom in organizing their schedule.

It was just that there has never been a student like Satoru who simply ditched classes.

Of course, there was a catch to this freedom. The more you missed classes the harder your graduation exam to pass in the next year would be. After all, if you had the skills to miss classes, it meant that you weren’t at the same level as a normal student.

It was because he knew that what he was doing wasn’t against the rules that he had dared to be so brazen. After all, getting expelled would go against his objective.

Since then, the days passed and were rarely the same. After a while, he simply stopped coming to classes altogether. But no one came to bother him anymore.

Sometimes he would study in the library, sometimes he would be busy teasing some girls or bothering Nanao when she came to visit him.

During the evening, he would spar with Toshiro or give some instructions to Momo in Hado.

When he was free, he would eat some sweets or simply gaze at the sky while laying down in the garden of the academy.

For everyone else, he was just ditching and playing around, but only those close to him understood how frightening he was slowly becoming.

His mastery over Kido had already reached a bottleneck, but his re-creation of Limitless was showing no sign of advancing.

Still, if the current Gojo had to face him from the time he entered the Soul Society, he would completely destroy his past self.

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Currently sitting cross-legged under a tree, Gojo closed his eyes while having his sword on his lap and tried once again to communicate with his sword to no avail.

What frustrated him was that he could feel that the sword was indeed trying to reach him, but he was simply unable to enter his inner world and see or hear the Zanpakuto’s spirit.

This frustrated him so much that he felt like he should simply stop wasting his time with this useless junk.

The moment he thought so, all connection was immediately cut off. He couldn’t even feel the sword trying to reach him anymore.

‘Fuck!’

For Satoru, his current failure was something he could not accept.

“I should really stop wasting my time. Limitless is the most important. The sword can come in later.”

Thinking so, he put the sword back in its sheath before placing it next to him and laid back against the trunk of a tree in thought.

What was Limitless? In the simplest way possible, it was a technique that allowed him to bring the concept of infinity into reality and distort space at will.

In the past, he had divided this technique into three basic phases.

This was in a way the strongest defensive technique in his previous world since it brought the concept of an infinite distance between him and anything.

Thanks to this technique, he was theoretically untouchable, but if that was really the truth, then he wouldn’t be dead. Like all techniques, Infinity had its own weakness. Like for example curse-breaking weapons or other ability to manipulate space such as

which brought the concept of negative distance into reality allowing him to draw everything toward him or a specific point by generating a magnetic-like force.

If he could use this technique, he would be the nemesis of all Shunpo users.

Which brought the concept of divergence into reality and created a repelling effect. making it the complete opposite of

.

Red was far more complicated than Blue and he nearly died before learning it. Thankfully, once he learned these two, he was able to use the advanced technique,

.

If Infinity was his strongest shield then Purple was his strongest spear.

“Man, just thinking about this is giving me a headache.”

Even now he didn’t understand why he could use the Rikugan but not Limitless. This was really something that stumped him.

Nonetheless, he knew that it shouldn’t be too hard for him.

All he lacked was a crucial step. Something that could serve as a cornerstone. He already had more or less an idea about what he should do.

He needed to create the equivalent of a reverse cursed technique. This would be the first step.

*Growl*

Rubbing his growling stomach, he stood up and decided that he needed to eat something.

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[1st-year class 1 Homeroom]

While Gojo was agonizing about his powers, the students of class 1 were sent into an uproar as the homeroom teacher announced that they would be sent to the human world the next morning.

For most of them, it had been decades if not centuries since they had died and as such, it could be said that they all wished to see what the current world looked like.

“Now then, each of you should come and pick a ticket. This will determine which team you will belong to.”

Hearing this, Hinamori raised her hand, “Sorry to disturb you teacher, but one of our classmates, Gojo Satoru is currently absent. Should we call him?”

“This will not be necessary, because of his conduct, it has been decided in order to prove himself, Satoru Gojo will be alone and this exercise will also serve as a test for him. Should he fail, he will be expelled.”

“But!”

“Do not make me repeat myself.”

“...Understood.”

Hinamori could only sit back with frustration while the other students began to snicker, happy to know that they might never have to see that infuriating face again.

Still, she didn’t worry for Gojo. She knew very well that he could basically graduate. She was just unhappy at the treatment he was receiving.

Looking at all the gloating students, she could only hide her anger.

‘I am sure he is going to show them all.’

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The next day…

(AN: More of a transition chapter and some basic explanation about Limitless for those who never watched Jujutsu.)