Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

After finally getting through the workday, Gintoki yawned, raised his hand to ruffle his already messy curly hair, pushed open the dormitory door and walked out.

It was almost noon, but there was no one at the table where he usually worked.

"Hey--" Gintoki asked tentatively.

The voice immediately spread around the empty room.

No one responded to him.

"Gojo-kun? Getu-kun? Nozomi--should be in the classroom."

Gintoki opened the window and looked in the direction of the playground.

"Where did you go today? The child is grown up and should have some entertainment outside. No wonder it was so quiet today."

"Ah, it's so nice to be quiet. I don't have to be woken up by the overly energetic little ghosts. I can sleep until I wake up naturally."

Gintoki lay on the window sill and looked outside quietly.

The green trees of Jujutsu High School have been dyed red by the October autumn wind. The golden and red colors are piled between the buildings with a retro charm, and they fall all over the ground.

There were no sparring figures on the playground, only yellow leaves blown by the wind.

"…So where did they go?"

Gintoki took out his cell phone, thinking he could just send a text message.

But when he opened it, he saw a bunch of messages from Gojo Satoru.

[Gojo Satoru: Didn't you feel lonely seeing us? ]

Gintoki turned off his cell phone.

Okay, there's no need to read the rest.

This guy is still asking for a beating as always, no wonder An Uta-geki would argue with him whenever he passed by the classroom.

Gintoki took out a slice of bread from the refrigerator next to him and mixed it with strawberry milk to fill his stomach.

It wasn't that he felt lonely.

It was more like a habit. Even if Gintoki slept until noon, he would always see them soon.

It could be that Gojo Satoru was sitting next to the game console, waving at him and saying he bought a new game and wanted to play together.

It could also be that Geto Suguru handed him something to fill his stomach, and then walked towards the cafeteria when it was time.

Most of the time, the two of them stayed together.

They squeezed together next to Gintoki again.

So when I woke up and didn't find them, I felt that even the dormitory building had become empty.

Gintoki stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth and walked towards the classroom with his hands in his pockets.

Even on weekends, Naoko would spend a lot of time on self-study or work. When I want to find her, I go to the classroom and the infirmary, and I can basically find her.

The moment I pushed the door open, the wind that poured into the room rustled the pages of the book. The white curtains seemed to have life, fluttering softly.

"Wake up." Naoko pressed the book at hand, and her hand did not stop writing notes.

After all, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru went out early in the morning. When I heard the sound of the door opening, I knew who it was without looking.

"Always sleeping until this time, the schedule of rest days is too unhealthy."

"The schedule of work and rest days is not much better. It's not like you will be full of energy when you hear the sound of radio gymnastics, like a kid who has been injected with chicken blood. If you start burning early in the morning, you will definitely burn out, and there will be only a gray and white in the end!"

Do you really think of yourself as Jump, burning all day long.

What's more, now there are Jumps who don't burn.

"It's already a rest day, it doesn't matter if you don't have to be so energetic, and taking a nap is the answer to the desire to rest. I've decided that I will spend today leisurely, starting with taking a nap."

"Then do you want to go out for a walk with me?" Glass stopped writing and tilted her head to look at him.

"I said I would take a nap. What's wrong with you today? I have been autistic for so long and finally decided to go out." Gintoki blurted out.

"Who is autistic?" Glass threw the pen in her hand and hit the target.

"Anyway, since you have nothing to do, just go out with me," she quickly piled up her notebooks and stuffed them into the desk: "Teacher Yega also said that it's best not to go out alone, right?"

There was a playful smile on her lips.

Obviously, she also knew what the so-called curse masters were doing.

"It's really troublesome, Gin-san is very busy, he has to go to Toyako Sage in his dream."

"Eh——"

Eh what!

Don't follow Gojo Satoru's way one by one, how can you waste a rare day off shopping.

Gintoki decisively closed the door.

It was quiet inside.

... Actually, if you think about it carefully, even if you study hard, it's not good to stay in the room all the time.

If Gintoki's daily activities are so random that there is no pattern at all, he just thinks of it in his idle life.

Then Naturo is the exact opposite, and can be called the synonym of self-discipline and moderation.

Even if she regained her freedom from the top, sheBasically, he will not leave the scope of the technical high school.

He almost turned into the shape of a medical book.

Gintoki pushed the door open a crack.

Naoko lay on the table and waved her arms at him.

Gintoki sighed softly: "I know, come out quickly."

Naoko jumped over the desk and followed him.

Gojo Satoru's tsundere was suddenly confirmed. Would Gintoki be happy if he knew?

But everything is going well now.

Naoko wore Gintoki's helmet and sat on the back seat of the electric scooter: "Wouldn't it be better if you just left? It's really tsundere to come back halfway."

"Huh? Why do you complain about me instead? Really, who is the one who makes people worry. There are indeed people who enjoy the feeling of being alone. But Naoko, you are actually very tired."

"How can I not be tired." Naoko deliberately lowered her voice and let her words drift in the wind: "You are a fool who doesn't want to open your heart, aren't you tired of hiding everything in your heart?"

The doctor was willing to stay where he was for a long time. Consciously sacrifice all personal time except for going out with companions.

Waiting for patients who may arrive at any time.

This is definitely a good thing for the world of curses and other cursers.

"Anyway, you are a person, not a machine. You can go out if you want, and you are free to have fun when you rest."

Gintoki rode his electric scooter steadily in the traffic, "Don't you know what rest is? People need to rest when they are tired. It is because cursers are squeezed to have no time to relax that they become paranoid."

"Ah, I suddenly started to preach. This is my future job. If you don't adapt now, it will be very hard in the future. The number of cursers who are about to die will not decrease."

As the curse spirits continue to become stronger and the number of special curse spirits continues to increase. In the future, Glass's work situation will only become more difficult.

Personal freedom is indeed a matter of course.

Unfortunately, in a place like the world of curses, if Glass does not wait in place, there will be a risk that the cursers will not receive timely treatment and die.

"This is not something that can be solved by asking the higher-ups to compromise."

"Instead of asking me to go out, you should pay more attention to your health. If you continue to overeat desserts, be careful of high blood sugar."

Gintoki turned the handlebars and sped up: "This is really bad! How did the Jujutsu world survive before you?"

"It's terrible," Nazori agreed: "But don't we have you guys?"

"Don't worry, I haven't given up my personal needs. I just think you guys are enough."