Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

If Gintoki relied on strength and contrast to make the freshmen realize that first impressions are unreliable when interacting with people.

Then Nazora made them realize how precious doctors are in the world of sorcery.

Minor injuries can be cured in a short time with Nazora's reversal technique.

Even Nanami's head was fine under Nazora's care.

So Nazora deserved to be respected.

Nanami and Haibara actively pounded Nazora's shoulders as if to reward her hard work.

Moderate strength, skillful technique, and correct attitude.

This is what the strongest of the Jujutsu High School deserves.

The second-year boy next to him looked at this scene.

Gintoki knocked on the table and made a sound: "Gin-san saw such an incredible scene. I see, that's great, shoulder-pounding team. I just came back from rescuing the singer and was thinking of pounding."

Although he did take a lot of bonuses from the first-year students.

But that can be explained by the tuition, and in the end, didn't they give a little?

Why did Glass win people's hearts so smoothly?

They have already developed a shoulder-knocking team after free time.

"It's a pity that it's for individuals only. This is the difference in being a human being, Zenin." Glass took a sip of the bitter coffee brought by Geto.

It's only been two months since I last saw him, and the senior singer is still the same as before.

That person has not changed except that her clothes have changed into shrine maiden clothes.

She is also easily angry and regards boys as scum.

However, after Glass showed her the photos of the juniors, she began to be envious and jealous.

——Scumbags actually have such disciplined juniors, it's unscientific!

"Being a human being? Are people born to be mature?"

"I can help you with this, Gintoki."

"We also have our own shoulder-knocking team in the second grade."

What good news.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Gaguru tacitly put their hands on Gintoki's shoulders and beat him in a massage-like manner without any gentleness.

Gintoki had no choice but to hold on, showing in front of the first-years that this was the characteristic of the second-years.

"Look, look, that kind of soft little fist is not suitable for us. The second-years have already entered the iron-blooded mode."

"If you don't have enough strength, you can't penetrate my defense!"

Huihara was shocked: "Is this the defensive ability trained by the body! Okay, I will also work in this direction, Nanami."

"...Blood is coming out, it's better to give up this direction now."

Gintoki slowly wiped the blood dripping from the corner of his lips, lowered his voice and scolded: "Massage is not just about enough strength! Ah! So hard, what are you doing, do you want to find time to beat me up so much!"

"Well, you got beaten again because of the sneak attack." Gojo Satoru responded cheerfully.

"You also know it's a sneak attack!"

This is the chaotic situation that Ye Moth saw when he came in from outside.

Should we say they have a good relationship?

"First-year students, go to the classroom and wait for the assistant supervisor. You will be assigned a task."

"Also, Wu and Jie, please come out. You have been assigned."

"Assigned?" Gintoki looked at the four people walking out: "We are not that kind of service industry."

"Don't imply the service industry. Gintoki, I will notify you later. Wait here."

"You are thinking wrongly, Ye Moth."

Nose held her chin, a little surprised by the assignment: "It's really rare. It clearly specifies that you have to act separately."

A major event that requires three quasi-special-class people to be dispatched?

And it's not just about crushing with strength, but using strategy and reserving insurance situations.

Nose pondered.

Sure enough, before their mission is completed, they should avoid leaving Jujutsu High School.

Geto Summer Oil smiled gently: "Who knows what's in the minds of big shots."

Gojo Satoru waved his hands at them: "Really~ We have to go on a mission, Gintoki and Naoko will stay behind. I can lend you my game console."

Gintoki rubbed his shoulders that were hurt by them: "Don't talk like a left-behind child!"

From the point of time.

It's almost that point, the astral plasma incident.

The strongest ones have been recruited, and the difficulty of the mission on the first-year side should be a bit beyond the scope. According to common sense, Gintoki needs to go and take a look.

But the second-year side is too troublesome.

No matter how much you delay psychologically, time will objectively bring troubles sooner or later.

There are too many factors to consider, which makes people lose their enthusiasm.

Gintoki leaned against the back of the seat and opened Jump on his face.

"Are you feeling lonely already?"Nose raised her hand to take the Jump.

"No." Gintoki closed the Jump and placed it on top of Nose's head.

"You're still here, aren't you?"

Took out a series of mobile phones from his arms.

Used the one he used most often to send a message to Kujuku Yuki.

[Gintoki: These three days.]

The news came very quickly.

It was as if Kujuku Yuki had done nothing but go out for a motorcycle ride, just waiting for him to send a message.

[Kujuku Yuki: This is a secret! Were you sent by that old man Tengen to protect the astral plasma? What kind of child is it? I'm going back to my country now. If it takes three days, the assimilation will take place on the night of the third day.]

[Kujuku Yuki: Before I arrive, the life of that child is in your hands.]

[Gintoki: What are you talking about all of a sudden? Gin-san, I'm having a headache because of all the things that happened at once. You should catch up quickly.]

[Kujuku Yuki: This It's a deposit. 】

Gintoki opened the text notification.

He was immediately shocked by the 30 million on it.

Okay, don't worry about it. Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru protected him, so rounding it off is also Gintoki's protection.

He decided to beat up Shir after making full use of the experience pack that can enhance Gojo Satoru's skills.

No one can stop him, otherwise he will not be able to take the money.

For Gojo Satoru, it is necessary to let him get stabbed.

So in summary, Gintoki can stay on standby in the high school.

As long as he can stop Shir's attack on the astral plasma Tenriko at the last moment and throw Shir out of the Jujutsu High School, he can collect 100 million.

There is no more suitable deal than this. No wonder it is said that sorcerers make money quickly by taking private jobs.

"Puff."

Gintoki tilted his head to look at the source of the sound.

Nataro had a thick Jump on her head and smiled at him with her chin in her hand.

"What are you doing? ”

“It’s quite interesting to see his face changing from cloudy to sunny.”

“I’ve definitely been staying here for too long, so all the ways to kill time have become boring. It’s fun to play Gojo-kun’s games occasionally.”

“Really?”

“Not everyone can have fun just by wearing sunglasses or wearing Jump.” It’s too easy to satisfy.

“Then I’ll play games with you guys after you come back.”

There were footsteps outside the door, and Glass put Jump back on Gintoki’s face: “I’m going to the vending machine and order strawberry milk, right?”

“Yeah. It looks a bit like a flag, but it’s okay.”

After all, the probability of them dying here is quite low.

But it’s possible that Jinri might die here.

Ah, I’ll have to hit him hard to vent Gojo Satoru’s anger.

It’s really not good to take one shot from that big move.