You were apart of a very influential clan. Obviously not one of the big three, but still relatively well known. At least for now, your father says.

He plans on having a big party or festival for all the wealthy people. Mainly to brag that his heir, or in other words you, inherited an amazing technique. One that hadn’t been recognized in years.

It wasn’t a strong technique, just something someone hadn’t had in a while, which is why you thought the idea was stupid.. your father was very competitive and wanted a strong kid. Someone as strong as Satoru Gojo, but not everyone gets what they want.

Of course, some of the teachers from the Jujutsu schools were forced to go. Some wanted to go… for some odd reason. It was Satoru, Nanami, Yaga, Utahime, and Shoko, who was dragged along by Utahime because she didn’t want to be alone.

Once they got there, they were all dressed up fancy. Satoru didn’t wear his blindfold, instead, glasses. Shoko wore a suit because she wasn’t prepared or had a fancy dress ahead of time. But she still looked good.

Once people saw Satoru that’s who all the attention was on, and your father hated that… whispers started..

Satoru… wasn’t really fond of the talking and gossip. He loved attention, but not from these fake rich people. He dreaded it. For the whole time he was here he would probably be defensive and stand off-ish.