"Next, let's talk about how to deal with Gojo Satoru and stop Tengen from 'becoming a god.'"
Pausing for a moment, Mahito continued with an undiminished smile,
"I'm looking forward to your plan, Kenjaku-sensei."
The girl named Miyuki now wore a wooden expression, her heart as cold as dead ashes.
She looked at the infirmary teacher in misery and pleaded in a low voice,
"Tell me, Teacher, this isn't true."
Ieiri Shoko, the physician belonging to Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu High.
It was said that even in all of Japan, she was a top-tier doctor.
She was a great beauty; her chestnut-colored long hair fell to her shoulders, and eyes of the same color lazily looked at the girl in front of her.
She wore a white lab coat over a blue inner layer, her curvaceous figure completely unconcealed.
The only pity was the dark circles under her eyes that even makeup couldn't completely cover, slightly marring her beautiful face.
She glanced at the girl and sighed.
"It's your period."
"No—!!"
Miyuki's heart finally died.
Standing by the door, Gojo Satoru immediately burst into loud, deafening laughter.
"Ahahaha, hahahahaha! What's this, what's this?! You even have a period? Your gender swap is just too perfect, Miyuki-chan! You could even have children!"
That's right.
She was Yoshino Junpei.
By now, she had spent two weeks at Jujutsu High.
During this time, she had accepted her identity as a Jujutsu Sorcerer and worked very hard to learn any jujutsu knowledge she could.
Up until now, everything had been quite normal.
What wasn't normal was the moment Gojo Satoru met her mother after her first weekend returning home.
Her mother had said the one thing to her child that should absolutely never be said—
"Junpei, do you want to have a father?"
It was as if she were charmed.
Even though her own child had been taken away for a week and had turned from male to female, she didn't even look at her, spending all her time hovering around Gojo Satoru.
If she didn't still have some basic restraint, she probably would have tried to hold his hand, right?
Yoshino Junpei had never realized her own mother was such a person!
Due to Japanese policy, the person "Yoshino Junpei" had disappeared on a societal level.
Unless she could restore her male body, as long as she remained female, Yoshino Junpei had to remain in a missing state.
To be safe, she couldn't even inherit the family name.
She had to become an "undocumented person."
Therefore, she needed a new identity.
Junpei's mother thought about it and gave her a new name—
Miyuki.
The meaning of "Miyuki" was taken from the Japanese custom of showering rice during weddings, symbolizing bringing happiness to those around her.
No surname, just Miyuki.
From then on, although she could still visit her mother, on a societal level, she had no relationship with the Yoshino family.
Only this blessed new name gave Yoshino Junpei a bit of comfort.
Otherwise, she would have suspected that her mother had completely forgotten her existence the moment she saw Gojo Satoru.
Incidentally, when the disheartened Miyuki was dragged back to Jujutsu High by Gojo Satoru, he had said to her meaningfully,
"Your mother is very smart, and she loves you very much."
In her heart, Miyuki just wanted to say, bullshit.
Anyway, she was unwilling to go home now.
It was better to stay and study at Jujutsu High.
Isn't studying good?
I love studying!
What is home?
Home is a cesspool!
Thus, she studied hard during these two weeks, hoping to find a way to break through Mahito's gender swap.
She wanted to return to being male.
She absolutely had to.
Definitely!
She didn't want to be some shrine maiden, absolutely not!
But all these efforts turned to naught when her period arrived.
Ieiri Shoko felt a bit of pity, but still delivered the final judgment.
"I'm sorry, Miyuki, but you might have to prepare yourself to be a girl for the rest of your life."
"Your gender swap is perfect."
"If it were just a simple Cursed Technique transformation, there would still be hope, but your situation isn't just a simple Cursed Technique issue."
"Your body has been physically twisted; physiologically speaking, you are already a complete female."
"Although what Satoru said was harsh, the facts are exactly as he stated—"
She sighed and said softly,
"You can even... give birth normally."
It was now 2018, and gender reassignment surgery in Thailand was no longer big news. Even with the most cutting-edge surgeries today, one could never say there were no side effects, and having children was impossible because a transitioned male simply wouldn't have a uterus, ovaries, or other reproductive organs.
But Miyuki's situation was completely different.
Her gender swap was flawless. Her bones, muscles, meridians, internal organs, and even her brain—which remained a black box to modern medicine—had been permanently converted to female.
It could even be said that she could be viewed as the template for a "female."
It was too perfect, so perfect that it made Ieiri Shoko's skin crawl.
Normally, Miyuki would have shouted upon hearing this news; rage would make her unable to suppress the massive Cursed Energy hidden within her body, causing a wide-scale spread of cursed remnants. However, the current Miyuki was already heartbroken. She sobbed softly, tears streaming down uncontrollably like an abandoned puppy. Even the Cursed Energy around her lay dormant, and the negative energy overflowing from her was filled with nothing but sorrow.
Even this pitiful crying carried a certain girlish vulnerability.
Ieiri Shoko sighed again, looking at Gojo Satoru, who was still struggling to hold back his laughter.
Others might hold Gojo Satoru in awe because of his power or status, but Ieiri Shoko was definitely not among them. She slapped Gojo Satoru on the back, her face full of helplessness.
"Hey, read the room," she said.
"Sorry, sorry..." Gojo Satoru took several deep breaths before putting on his usual expression. "So, did you find anything?"
Ieiri Shoko glanced at Miyuki, who was sitting by the bed sobbing softly, and said to Gojo Satoru in a low voice, "Let's talk outside."
Gojo Satoru shrugged. He thought Ieiri Shoko wanted him to step outside to talk just to be considerate of Miyuki's feelings. What the two of them needed to discuss now was what exactly was going on with Miyuki's current body. After two weeks of observation and physical examinations, Ieiri Shoko should have already reached a preliminary conclusion. Usually, it wouldn't matter even if they spoke in front of Miyuki, but now that she had broken down to such an extent, it would be a bit much to say these things right in her ear.
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