Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

Xia Yujie was serious.

Even if Gaozi herself lightly brought up the issue, he would only regard it as a road to directly obtain information from Gaozi that was blocked.

Whether it was to go around and get information from Mr. Yega, or simply get clear official instructions from the upper level. Before getting a clear answer, he would not easily give up.

Gaozi received Xia Yujie's unreserved kindness.

That was the sincerity that belonged to adolescent boys and girls, warm and pure. Although he asked with a calm tone and a calm smile, it seemed to burn the whole summer.

The sound of discussing the roof next to him gradually became smaller.

For a while, the only thing that was quiet was the breathing sounds of them gathered in the corridor, mixed with the hissing of oil cicadas, which was particularly reassuring.

It seemed that as long as he spoke out and asked them for help, the huge problem without background to rely on could be easily resolved.

At this moment, Gaozi couldn't help thinking that way.

But.

She just walked towards the classroom with a normal look.

"It's nothing serious, just saying hello to me in advance, I think they will notify me soon."

Have you heard of the story of a person who is guilty of possessing a treasure?

The precious reversal technique that can be used on other people is such a huge treasure for an ordinary girl like Ieiri Shoko who has no background in the world of magic to rely on.

Because she has no family background that can protect her talent, Shoko herself is already a resource in the world of magic.

Because Shoko herself is not strong enough to be unrestricted, she can only hand over her personal safety and freedom to the top of the world of magic.

It's like her family members who were forced to voluntarily abandon her after she had the talent.

Gojo Satoru, Zenin Gintoki, and Geto Suguru of the same period.

Their surnames all represent their respective families, a safe haven called family.

Only Shoko is different.

The surname Ieiri does not represent any family, and she has no place to go back to.

So strictly speaking,

"I don't really have anything to complain about. It's just an internal ban on going out. You think, the big shots at that age will definitely pay more attention to health issues. And when my whereabouts are not monitored, there may be a big incident where the sorcerer cannot get treatment."

"Even if I can't go out by myself, you are here," Naoko's tone became a little lighter, and she deliberately skipped a few steps, "But please spare me the big trouble of causing trouble after a quarrel."

"Walking, shopping, girls want to go shopping, these things are all with the senior singer. If the senior is with you, even the assistant supervisor can't say anything."

"So you guys don't have to put on such expressions."

Especially Gojo Satoru.

Naoko turned her head and saw that the problem child, who was already tall enough, had put his chin on the top of Gintoki's head, poking it like a woodpecker.

But he still showed a ferocious and disgusted expression.

He almost said: What nonsense are you talking about.

Ugh, it makes me angry.

Even in this atmosphere, Geto still chose a firm and gentle education method. Will he try to communicate before taking action?

If you have the strength, beat him.

Gintoki was about to grab him with his backhand, and Gojo Satoru barely avoided the resistance of the person involved.

However, he did not feel the murderous intention of the boy and girl at all, and continued to complain unscrupulously: "It seems like the heroine of a tragic movie. The movie we watched before, the heroine had this look before she sacrificed herself. Right, Gintoki."

"Didn't you sleep? Why can you still remember the heroine's eyes?"

"Didn't I accompany you to the toilet in the middle? It's enough time for you to wake up and take a look." Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and the next second he completely restrained his superficial carelessness.

The eyes that were originally smiling immediately revealed an icy blue chill.

Gojo Satoru lacked the gentleness of empathy.

If he had known about the order that Nozomi was confined by the high-level officials of the Jujutsu world before the Test of Courage, he would definitely not have expressed anything extra.

After all, it was Nozomi's problem to be controlled. It was because Nozomi was not as strong as Geto Suguru, who had the hard power to fight against the Jujutsu world as a backing, that she had to listen to those rotten oranges.

This had nothing to do with Gojo Satoru.

But now it was different.

Nozomi was currently the strongest person in Jujutsu High School, recognized by all the freshmen. The strongest lady was confined. Doesn't this mean that Gojo Satoru, the strongestWill I be reduced to being grounded one day?

How can I bear it then?

"Let's tear off the roof of the high-rise building."

"Wait, Satoru, you are jumping around too much." Geto Xiayou stopped helplessly, "At least you need a more formal reason to file a written complaint. This is a childish protest, not a strike or a march."

"No? Just do it, saying that I am in a rebellious period now," Gojo Satoru rolled off Gintoki indifferently, swinging his arms arrogantly, the whole person was like a shaking seaweed: "They deserve to be kicked for disturbing the teenagers' enjoyment of their youth."

"Right, Gintoki." The warm-up activities were sufficient, and Gojo Satoru looked at Gintoki with great interest.

His eyes were full of the spirit of "Come on, come on, we are short of one person for the dungeon."

"Ah?" Gintoki picked his nose indifferently under Gojo Satoru's expectant gaze, and refused bluntly while rubbing the ball: "Who wants to cause trouble? Those are big shots, one or two of them have already reached that position, it's not good to just lift the roof casually."

Perhaps he has no idea about the term "high-level people in the world of sorcery".

In other words, it is equivalent to the general's house that Gintoki is more familiar with.

A bunch of people who feel like bosses don't turn on the lights, relying on a few swaying candles for lighting. Staying in a closed small room, they give orders to the people working below from a high position.

All they talk about is secret death penalty, immediate death penalty.

There is not even a grace period for being taken to prison.

Even more terrible than the young general!

But this is not the main reason.

Gintoki passed by the three people who had unconsciously stopped because of his rejection: "Shoko herself doesn't think this arrangement makes any sense. What are you two doing jumping out in indignation? Are you trying to be a hero? That's why the second year of middle school is the stupidest time in a man's life, and there are two of them around Gintoki."

"If you don't know what she really thinks, don't jump over to help make a decision. Maybe the path of a tragic heroine is more in line with her ideal, and then there will be a tragic hero who will see her weakness and save her from the water and fire in the future."

Gintoki turned his head away, ignoring Gojo Satoru who was about to refute, and didn't look at Geto Suguru who wanted to stop.

His eyes fell directly on Shoko who lowered her head.

"Do you want to be a tragic heroine, or do you want to have freedom? If you don't care about such things, you will get lost while walking, idiot."