The whole ride back and even the flight was a bit boring for Keitaro's taste, he did spend his time training his curse energy efficient and so on but that was about it.
There was only so much training a man could do before getting a bit sidetracked, and by side track he meant he was busy writing down some stuff in his journal.
Speaking of his journal, it was starting to become full and thus he would have to buy another one to write it.
This would be his second book, somehow his first journal lasted a long ass time, probably due to the fact that the journal had over 1000 pages.
Or he could just use a seal to make it so that the pages just never end.
That would require the use of some seals and some other stuff he currently didnt have due to having run out of supply due to not having to stock up for a good 3 months now.
He should be getting his supplies soon, he had the money, he could just buy a shit ton of it in bulk and use it later.
Mid-way through the flight he suddenly had an idea.
He could make a whole book dedicated to all the stuff he had learned about everything, sure the book would probably be very long but to any curse energy enthusiasm such as himself it could be incredibly useful.
He wonder if he could post it online, or just sell the info for some pocket money.
However, he wanted his first-ever book to be precious.
He wanted it to last a very long amount of time.
After all this first book, the first ever book that he will ever write would be about reverse curse energy.
This book he wasn't planning to sell just yet, he planned to sell about 75% of it but the full 100% would only be seen by a select group of individuals.
However, the person on top of that list was none other than Shoko.
He sounded like a simp, he might have been considering the amount of invention he was just making in order to bond with her.
However, this one invention was to better help her, just in case his earlier invention were to become so effective that jujutsu highly viewed her healing as not a priority.
Yes, he was planning on teaching her, how to heal limbs, and if she had the talent for it, he would teach her how to heal soul damage.
Although that last part make take a few years to learn, he was patient and he was sure she could get it done.
While Keitaro was in his thoughts musing about the future, he felt the plane touched down on English soil.
Finally, the plan had landed, he felt as if he was stuck in the air for way longer than he would have wanted to.
On a good note, now that he was back and Edgar quote on quote, the assessment was over, he had some curse tool to look at and a whole archive of information to room through.
As Keitaro exited the airport, his eyes scanned his surroundings, it seemed as if this place was private property as he could see no one else around.
Keitaro eventually spotted a familiar figure. A tall, impeccably dressed man stood by a sleek, black car, his posture exuding an air of authority.
Keitaro recognized the man immediately. It was the butler, the same one from Ireland. He did wonder how the man had managed to get there before him, however, he didnt spend long on asking questions.
The butler approached him with a polite nod, his expression being pretty impassive. "Welcome back, sir," he said, his voice low and measured.
He was never going to get used to people referring to him by such a name.
"No need for such formality," Keitaro said looking at the butler infront of him, he did not feel like being called sir right now, all he wanted was to go to a nearby store and buy all the stuff he would need.
As they walked towards the car, Keitaro couldn't help but admire the vehicle. It was a masterpiece of engineering and design, a Mercedes-Maybach Exelero.
As he sat in the backseat of the car, he couldn't help but just wonder how much dough those people must be sleeping on.
This car was seriously expensive and yet they have it, they probably have more than one if the fact that they could use a car that would cost millions of dollars as a car to bring guests.
Not even a car they used themself but a car to bring the guest to them.
So this was what it felt like to be birthed into money.
He was no one to speak however as due to him being now a special grade sorcerer, he was being paid as much as a prime minister which was about ¥40,490,000 a year.
....
Now that he thought about it, didnt he just become a self-made billionaire before he turned 20.....
He had lost the privilege of calling himself broke...so no more sugar water for desert, no more peanut butter and bread for a meal
No more eating ramen noodles huh?.....
Strangely enough, he felt no urge to buy anything expensive, he was just going to use a couple million to buy his supplies, and apart from that....he would just change his diet a bit so that he could eat a lot more healthy stuff and so on and not just order food.
A/N....
Name: Keitaro Namikaze.
Age: 19.
Financial Status: Billionaire.
Money: 13,010,000,000 Yen
About 95% of that money came from this one single deal, that crazy.
So anyone who wants to bet that Gojo bank account probably has a lot more 0.