Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

A true duel only required one strike.

The rubber hammer head, even though strengthened by the cursed power, broke in two in an instant.

The hammer handle flew out of his hand, brushing against Gojo Satoru's head and piercing through the cherry tree behind them.

Leaving behind a horrifying hole.

The instigator staggered, with his hands on his waist, complacent: "Haha, you are scared, right? Don't worry, stop it. Gin-san, I have all kinds of cheats, it's like taking the deputy general of the unlimited general to play pachinko."

"It's no longer a money-eating machine, it's a game of numbers!"

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, then spread the rubber in his hand and put it on Gintoki's head: "It's incredible, but listen carefully Gintoki."

He leaned close to Gintoki's ear and spoke in a voice that even drunkards could hear clearly: "Even if there are cheats, I won. I have been playing that kind of number game since I was born."

Gintoki got angry and beat Gojo Satoru with the rubber: "Damn young master, you deserve to be put in solitary confinement and stepped on in the future! The suffering you have not experienced will be retribution on your head in the future!"

"Who will be put in solitary confinement and stepped on? It must be Gintoki~" Gojo Satoru relied on the speed assisted by the spell to run very fast.

Gintoki couldn't catch up with him and could only shout: "Now I'll give you a chance to reform! Gin-san will help you enjoy happiness, which can greatly reduce your sin value. You will be grateful in the future."

Gojo Satoru didn't follow his logic: "What kind of new era indulgence is this? At least you have to come up with some decent chips."

"If you exchange your future and ideals, you can give the miserable curly hair a good treatment. It is definitely thousands of times better than the Zenin family."

"Demon? This is a topic from a long time ago. Let's skip it."

"Tsk, it's still difficult to deal with when you're drunk." Gojo Satoru pouted.

The handle of the plastic hammer pierced through the trunk of the cherry tree, and the hole left there was still smoking.

The night moth coughed twice, ignoring the two white-haired people who ran away, and attracted the attention of the students.

"Teacher Yaga, how should this situation be judged?" Geto Suguru seemed to be asking, but in fact he slightly deviated from the purpose: "Gintoki didn't hit him, but Satoru was hit just like Utahime."

"This is a hammer head attack."

"It's completely different! I used a helmet to attack after I lost, but Gojo used a hammer!" Utahime Iori objected. Asking questions can't really be useless.

Mingming lowered his eyes slightly and looked at Geto Suguru. The two sides had communicated with each other through their eyes in a few breaths.

Finally, Geto Suguru nodded silently.

Mingming's smile deepened a little.

Agreed with Geto Suguru's opinion: "From the beginning, it didn't emphasize what weapons the winner and loser must choose, but it was broadly said to choose weapons."

"As long as the action of defeating is reasonably achieved, it's enough. The important thing is to be reasonable in adapting to the situation, Utahime."

"Gu..."

The teammates in the same group thought so, and Utahime had no room to refute.

According to this way of understanding, we can really understand the true meaning of improvisation.

What is important is not whether it is feasible or not.

But the ability to react immediately after doing it, to explain one's actions and make everything reasonable.

An Utahime looked at Yega in thought.

Suddenly, I felt that the image of the tough guy became more majestic.

Such a chaotic game actually has such a profound life lesson. It is undoubtedly an important lesson for entering society!

"In that case, I have no objection."

"Gojo won, so let's decide it." Glass drank from the thermos cup, and only made a summary at the end.

I was really fooled, Utahime senior.

Yega hadn't said a word yet, and I saw that the students had discussed and solved the problem.

That's fine.

"I declare the winner - Glass, Jie, and Wu team!"

"Congratulations." The seniors clapped their hands.

"Wu, Gintoki, stop playing and come back." Yega's voice echoed between the trees.

But after a while, Gojo Satoru came back with the drunk Gintoki.

"Is his alcohol tolerance that bad?"

"Is it? Drinking continuously and doing strenuous exercise will cause blackouts, which makes sense."

Nose suddenly thought of something and blinked her eyes to recall the alcohol content marked on the beer can.

Since she never gets drunk when she drinks, no matter how much she drinks, she will drink it down like water, so she only cares about the taste and flavor and doesn't care about the amount of alcohol.

From this point of view, the alcohol content is unexpectedly high.

A thermos can knock Gintoki down.

MV of the first-year groupp suddenly realized his contribution to the team.

It was incredible.

"I'll teach him a lesson later." Ye Mo didn't pull Gintoki up and beat him. He was so dizzy that he couldn't wake up. No matter how he was beaten, he wouldn't learn his lesson.

Besides, he didn't learn his lesson.

If he got drunk and beat him again, what if his brain was broken?

Ye Mo ignored Gintoki lying on the mat and took out a string of small dolls that looked like pendants from his pocket.

The students knew it was a cursed corpse at first glance.

"There are exactly six of them."

"Yes, these cursed corpses are wake-up dolls in groups of two." Ye Mo put the ugly and cute little dolls that didn't look very good on the ground, and they held hands together.

"If you want to use them as alarm clocks, you just need to inject cursed power to set the time. And as long as you inject cursed power into one of them, you can make the other one react and wake up together."

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up when he heard it. What kind of prank artifact is this?

"It's not just a wake-up call. Since the core is split into two parts, if you separate them." Night Moth pinched the baby's buttocks and pulled them apart.

The tails were still tightly entangled when they were together, and they were tilted towards the other side.

"It's also very convenient to find where the other side is to sleep in."

"This is simply a magical tool."

"It's really functional." Mingming felt a little pity.

Although it is a valuable cursed corpse, it requires the magician to manually replenish the magic power to operate, so it is unlikely to be sold at a high price by ordinary people.

It can only be regarded as a small prop between magicians with the core function of locating time and place.

The price that can be auctioned is greatly discounted.

Aren't these two functions enough with a mobile phone?

Modern technology is really useful.

The three people in the winner group each got a set.

Xiayou Jie smiled and took off his own and gave it to Mingming: "It is indeed the cursed corpse of Mr. Yega, so although I have already said it, Miss Ming, congratulations on your graduation."

"Graduation souvenir? How gentle."

Compared to asking for two, it is more cost-effective to get one and be able to contact Xiayou Jie directly at the critical moment.

Mingming did not care that the result was different from what they had just negotiated.

"When I need it, please come to me quickly."

"Miss Ming, it is unlikely that you will really use it. If you wake me up, please check the time."

Nose also took out one from her group and gave it to Iori Utahime: "Utahime senior, you can use it whenever you want after graduation."

"You should also pay attention to your sleep time. Staying up late is too bad for your health!" Iori Utahime carefully put the doll into her pocket: "I will cherish it. Thank you, Nose."

"Hey~ Gintoki? No, it's not waking up at all." Gojo Satoru held the doll and pushed his opponent in the group.

Gintoki was silent.

"There's really nothing I can do." Gojo Satoru pulled the dolls apart, placed one on top of Gintoki's head, and injected cursed energy into the other: "Let's verify it now."

"Ah——! What is hitting me? Help!"