Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

All the armed forces directly under the top of the sorcery world arrived, pointing their knives at the car where the three of them were.

The sharp knife light, the uniform hostility, the extremely tight encirclement.

No matter how slow you are, you can still feel the pressure from the authority.

But Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru just got out of the car with a normal look on their faces, and did not retreat at all in the encirclement.

Just standing there, the two of them exuded a kind of domineering aura, as if they were surrounding the opposite group of people in turn.

"Although their strength is not strong, this scale of sorcerer troops actually only serve the internal. Privileges are abused everywhere."

"So the rotten oranges, all they think about all day long is not the interests of the faction, but how to make themselves live longer. They dare not send these sorcerers out to work, what if they die at home."

Gintoki glanced at the two people who were so heroic and high-spirited.

He raised his hands: "It's their fault that they broke in. Gin-san just happened to be in that car. I'm innocent!"

"Why did you compromise so quickly!"

"What do you have to say about my position! Gin-san doesn't want to go to jail or receive a sky-high compensation ticket. He has already caused trouble, so of course he should distance himself from it first!"

"You are the direct person responsible. What is there to distance yourself from!"

The two white-haired people just started quarreling in the encirclement of the armed forces.

Xia Youjie stood between them with a wry smile, and his smile was mixed with a little coldness that could not reach the bottom of his eyes. His eyes passed through the people holding weapons around him and looked directly at the top leaders of the sorcery world.

"Silence."

The old man in the lead looked like a wrinkled dwarf. He slammed his cane on the floor with force.

The momentum at that moment seemed to freeze the air.

Time has left deep marks on him. The unsupported skin on his face droops along the wrinkles, and his eyelids almost cover his dark pupils.

But the brilliance that shines through the gap still exudes the aura of a superior who cannot tolerate disobedience.

He did not look at Geto Suguru, not even for a moment.

Disdain and contempt, those are emotional reactions that need to be seen, and the old man has only one attitude.

Geto Suguru is not qualified to be seen by him.

The talent of the famous rookie who has become a quasi-special-class sorcerer in just one year of high school has no value in his eyes.

However, it seems that the old man does not care about Geto Suguru.

Gintoki and Gojo Satoru also do not care about the old man at all.

The solemn command that should have been full of majesty was immediately covered by the childish bickering. The two white-haired people were still arguing about who should be mainly responsible for the accident.

So the next second, the blades of the armed forces instantly pointed directly at the fatal parts of the three people.

The cursed power surged, and the figures of the three people were completely submerged under the flashes of swords and shadows. Only the sound of metal colliding could be heard.

This was the scene that Glass saw when she arrived.

She was holding a thick stack of documents in her hand, just one step away from submitting them, but now they were scattered all over the floor.

After rushing to the base of the high-level officials, she learned that the three idiots had not arrived yet.

Glass felt really lucky.

It was good to be in time, to be the first to enter the world of fame and fortune, and it was not them but her who were noticed by the greedy high-level officials.

This was really great.

Glass didn't care about losing her freedom, and she was not afraid of giving up her life.

But she was vaguely afraid of something else.

It was like being in a classroom dyed crimson by the sunset.

She was used to waiting for them.

When she first met them, Glass would be indifferent, as if waiting for a bus that would come at an unknown time.

After getting familiar with them, Glass began to mix trust with pride, looking forward to how they would come back this time.

Will he open the door arrogantly with a step that doesn't recognize any relatives, and say in a high voice that he is back?

Will he yawn lazily while handing her a brand-name beer that he brought back from who knows where?

Will he ask her if she has eaten and invite her to go to a roadside soba restaurant together?

Will he definitely come back.

Nozomi doesn't need to look for them.

But if she doesn't come back, there will be no reply to the text message.

But Nozomi can't even walk out of Jujutsu High School.

Of course.

Gintoki didn't respond, she just needed to look for Gojo Satoru or Geto Suguru, they would always be in touch.

Even if she had to look for them, it was obvious that they were more efficient.

Just leave the matter to them, and Nozomi can continue to wait at Jujutsu High School.

Wait, wait for them to come back,Wait for things to be resolved.

Wait, no need to get involved in troublesome things, no need to take extra actions.

Glass only needs to stay in a safe place and fulfill her responsibilities as a user of the reversal technique.

No way——

Now I am the strongest, and I can't even find them. It's too embarrassing.

When she reacted, Glass was already sitting in the car heading to the top management.

The car was very quiet, with only the sound of wind pouring in from the car window, which made Glass belatedly realize that she was a little too proactive.

The assistant supervisor looked at her from time to time, as if he didn't expect that the usually calm Glass would have such a strong request.

Even if all the top management didn't have time to see her.

Her demands and words could not be conveyed to anyone, but she must go, and go now.

Go beyond the level of Mr. Ye Moth, and there is no need to compromise and discuss the relaxation of restrictions.

Directly show the top management that she will not give up, and she will not accept any restrictions at all.

What urged her to act was no longer fighting for freedom, but she simply wanted to escape from fear.

The procedures for filing a complaint to the upper echelons of the sorcery world were extremely complicated. Naturoko endured it and started preparing from the most basic level.

The upper echelons who saw her all showed contemptuous expressions. This was their usual look. The higher the position, the more they would put on a condescending posture. Naturoko ignored them. It didn't matter what their attitude was.

Let those three guys wait for her this time. I will definitely beat them up when the time comes.

So.

Why did it become like this?

"After all, why did a major incident of using a car to carry out a terrorist attack on the upper echelons of the sorcery world happen in just a short while? Don't let me get beaten up by Mr. Yaga as well."

Although it would also cause Mr. Yaga to suffer if she appealed to the higher echelons without him.

But this was not of the same order of magnitude.

If Naturoko's resistance was just a small problem of students reporting to higher echelons,

Then they are just dancing like crazy on the road to defection.

They are simply role models for curse masters, trampling on the faces of the top masters in the curse world.

If they fire the first shot like this, the reputation of the three people will immediately become the general level among curse masters.

Naoko looked at the melee in front of him numbly, turned his head and tried to pretend that he didn't know them.

"Heh, Naoko Ieiri." An old voice sounded from behind.