Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

"Cursed Corpse?"

Gintoki was forcibly beaten up by the little doll, and sat cross-legged on the mat: "Who wants it? This thing that beats me when I don't agree with it, you can take it back."

"Unfortunately, the privilege of the winner is that the loser has to carry it with him."

Gojo Satoru confidently added a non-existent rule: "Ms. Ming and the singer have no objection."

"It's really troublesome. Who is responsible for being beaten to death by the Cursed Corpse."

"You asked for it by staying in bed."

"Tsk," Gintoki stuffed the little doll into his arms, lay down and pressed it down to continue sleeping.

"That's it, Gin-san, take a 30-minute nap, good night."

The little doll had just fulfilled its mission and a solution was found. Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline of morality?

"Speaking of which, if you can't wake it up, will you keep beating it?" Geto Suguru asked a soul-searching question.

Ye Moth was silent.

In theory, he would keep beating it, but considering human nature, no one would keep being beaten and insist on sleeping.

Now it feels uncertain.

Sooner or later, Gintoki will get used to being beaten to sleep.

"Satoru, don't keep beating him."

"The wake-up doll has suddenly lost its meaning."

Fortunately, a useless white-haired man who was sleeping soundly woke up before the seniors left.

They can wave goodbye and watch them walk out of the school gate and walk towards the future of their choice.

Although in the world of spells, even the choice of free will is not very broad.

But it is especially important for them to choose by themselves.

"Ms. Ming is very strong, and the song girl has not made any progress this year. She is also timid. She may have to wait for our rescue in the future."

"It's difficult to be independent in that technique."

"It's a bit worrying, but if the song girl says that no matter what desperate situation she encounters, she will be strong and move forward."

"You guys are really worried. You said you will work hard with that smile. At this time, you just need to believe in them."

When the four people successfully promoted to the second grade.

They heard that Yemo was also going to be promoted, from homeroom teacher to principal.

"That's great, the cost of materials for making the cursed corpse is finally saved."

Just seeing that the six little dolls he had worked so hard to make were actually the size of pendants, it made people feel that the wool was very expensive.

"Hey, the principal of Tokyo school." Gojo Satoru crossed his legs and waved at Yemo.

Yemo raised his hand to stop the students' jokes: "There are a total of two first-year freshmen entering the new school year. In the afternoon physical education class, you must remember to meet them all."

"Gano, don't stay in the classroom to study all the time, go out more. Gintoki, don't be lazy."

"Really, you are so old, and you still can't learn to skip classes one by one."

"You skipped too many classes." Yemo raised his hand and patted his head with the roster.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this is the junior who will spend the next two years with you. Cherish it well."

Junior. Gojo Satoru touched his chin and thought.

Last night, two boys did check into the dormitory on the first floor, not too far from him.

Gojo Satoru sensed the atmosphere conveyed.

He immediately lost interest.

He didn't have the accumulated total amount of cursed power like Geto Suguru, which was so high that people would not doubt his fighting ability.

He didn't have the strange feeling of Gintoki who usually didn't show off his skills, and only when you look closely can you feel that there is something wrong.

He was very ordinary.

He was so ordinary that he could never keep up with the rhythm and pace of a genius.

However, because the singer emphasized too much, when she mentioned the juniors, she felt that someone would call him senior with honorifics.

If he was too conventional, he would be like the old man in the family, which was a bit annoying.

But when he thought that the singer would be so envious that she would cry and ask why such a junior was not hers, Gojo Satoru thought it was okay.

So when the time came, Gojo Satoru happily stuffed the cream daifuku into his mouth and jumped away to the playground.

The three people behind him fell behind by a distance.

"He's as happy as if he's raising a new pet at home."

Every time Kagura picks up something strange and takes it home, it's almost like this.

Freshness and responsibility, plus a little love.

I just don't know how she can like a dung beetle on the roadside. Is this the principle of little girls liking small animals?

"There's still a little gap, right? Wu also knows that those are people."

"The play of raising people like pets is still too advanced."

Noseko's words are also a bit too advanced!

Xia Yujie was stunned and quickly caught up with Gojo Satoru.

It's indeed the first time he met a new student, so he should not underestimate Gojo Satoru's ability to make trouble.

Last time, he just didn't keep an eye on him for a while, and made Iori Utaha angry with a few words, and every time heEvery time they meet, they will escalate the situation, which lasted for a year.

They may not calm down in the future.

As soon as Xia Yujie approached, he heard a strange and energetic voice.

"Gojo-senpai!"

I felt relieved.

He was a good kid, completely different from them.

"Gojo-senpai is so strong! Yesterday's curse spirit was also very strong, but definitely not as strong as you!"

"I want to become such a strong curser. Okay, I must make you look at me with new eyes in the future."

Good kid!

The future of the curse world has finally become bright and brilliant.

It's a bit touching.

It's just that the training started too early.

At least you have to get familiar with the names first.

When Xia Yujie approached, he saw Gojo Satoru holding the hand of the yellow-haired junior and pressing him to the ground affectionately.

The boy with short black hair next to him laughed lively and cheerfully, as if he didn't understand what it meant that the senior beat one of them as soon as they met.

However, apart from the yellow-haired junior who looked like he had lost all hope in life, Gojo Satoru obviously didn't care what this meant.

Because he was still talking to the junior with a smile: "It's just a curse spirit given to freshmen to practice with, how could it possibly beat me."

"I'm a quasi-special grade, there are three more strong ones behind me."

Gojo Satoru proudly puffed out his chest: "We are the strongest."

"So awesome! So handsome! It's like you've won an achievement title. I've decided that I'm going to work hard with Nanami to get the title!"

"It's a pity that the strongest has been monopolized by us. If you work hard, you might be able to become a first-level sorcerer."

"Really? I think it's okay to work hard. What level? You'll get it without realizing it if you try your best. What about Nanami?"

Gojo Satoru thought about it, and because he wanted to maintain his dignity as a senior, he adjusted his habit of addressing her for the first time: "Right, Nanami."

Nanami sat on the ground, not really understanding what the overly cheerful classmate and this brainless senior wanted him to agree with.

Xia Yujie looked at this scene.

He briefly regretted why he let Gojo Satoru come first.

It would be much better for any of them if Gintoki came.

He wanted to turn around and leave.