Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

The crowd was so busy that they were almost exhausted.

There were a bunch of people lying on the ground.

Those who had been blocking the way at the beginning, those who suddenly appeared in the middle, and those who couldn't dodge in time were also blown away. They didn't even consider whether they were members of Bing, arrogant little kids, or discriminated children. They all greeted them all with Lake Toya.

Except for a few people who ran quickly and stood aside without participating.

Most of them lay on the ground groaning. From a distance, it looked like a large-scale bloodshed.

Is this true!

Is Kikufuku going to this extent for a plate of edamame whipped cream! Even a little kid who had been hungry for three days doesn't have such amazing obsession and fighting power!

What on earth did the master of the family do to him!

Zenin Soshiro at this moment.

Finally, I understand why the Zenin family, which had not opened a public sex school for thousands of years, had changed their sex one day.

This is probably the rebellion of genes.

It was because they did not open a school that the whole family suffered retribution. Good will come to those who are not spared. Isn't it their turn now? Sad.

Gintoki shifted his gaze with a guilty conscience.

After all, it was Edamame Cream Kikufuku, a specialty of Sendai, a snack that you have to queue up to buy. He would have to wait a few years before he could eat it, but it appeared in front of him. It was simply a fateful encounter, a miracle coming before his eyes, or something like that? Situation?

It was hard to resist!

"I am really convinced..." Zenin Soshiro sighed and gave the snacks that Gintoki disliked to the children lying on the floor, "Let's stop here for today's training, take the snacks back and eat them."

The children on the ground cried and received the psychological consolation fee.

The children who were still standing quietly poked their heads out.

I didn't get close, and I was too embarrassed to ask. After all, no one knew if I went to get the matcha daifuku, I would be asked to take back the hits I didn't get.

It was Zenin Soshiro who took the initiative to wave his hand, "Come over and get some snacks."

The children looked at each other, "We didn't get hit."

"You can have snacks even if you didn't get hit."

After this call, they came timidly to line up for snacks. As they were waiting, one of the little girls handed the snacks to Zenin Soshiro, "Teacher got hit, teacher, eat it."

"Teacher, it doesn't hurt."

"But your heart hurts..."

Being defeated by such a small child, your self-esteem will be shattered into pieces.

Zenin Soshiro had long understood Gintoki's strength, and with the members of Bing lying on the ground, he didn't care too much. But the intact heart was warmed into a spring by the little girl's words.

So cute, he didn't know that there would be such a cute little girl in the Zenin family when he was a child!

Zenin Soshiro was so moved that he was still eating the hard-earned Matcha Daifuku after the children left with each other's help and chatting.

"I seem to understand why the head of the family arranged for us to come here to teach the children."

What about fighting Gojo Satoru for Gintoki? All these are superficial reasons.

The underlying logic is actually very simple.

In order to let the members of Bing, who are too arrogant, see that there is a real ceiling in the Zenin family.

In order to let them, who have been successful since childhood, know that ordinary people living in the Zenin family and those who have not inherited the Zenin family's techniques are not worthless.

They are not worthless plants, nor are they emotionless stones.

They can laugh and cry, and they will also feel pain when they are beaten, and they will also give their own Matcha Daifuku out of emotion.

The members of Bing who were lying on the floor got up one after another.

Some reached out to pull some Matcha Daifuku to eat.

"Why are you eating my food?"

"I got beaten, and I feel heartbroken."

"What a shame..."

Naoya sat on a bench and handed the strawberry milk that fell out of the vending machine to Gintoki. Don't ask why there is a vending machine here, this is the infrastructure of a large family.

Gintoki put the straw in and smelled a rotten smell that was definitely not strawberry milk, and he pinched his nose all of a sudden.

"What is this! It's already stinky, who on earth mixed this stuff in?"

"Yes, it's completely stinky. Anyway, she's just a woman who has to rely on men to survive, but she still has such a crooked mind. Do you expect to get any reward for flattery? Humph, it's ridiculous."

Zenin Naoya looked at the little girl who was walking behind the crowd.

Girl.

Wearing a simple kimono, the timid little girl avoided his sight in panic, and walked quietly stepping on her own shadow.

"So it's stinky, how long has it been there, one year? Two years?" Gintoki opened the package of strawberry milk and pinched his nose to look at the discolored liquid inside, "Hey, hey, this is no longer flattery, it's a vicious woman who wants to kill me, a vicious woman. What good can assassinating me bring! Really!"

"This is the way to survive, hum, stinky things have no value in existence."

"I still understand this kind of thing, bastard. Even if I pour stinky things into my mouth, they will churn in my stomach. I won't be fooled by appearances. If you drink stinky things, your soul will also be stinky."

"Great, Gintoki-kun, we think the same!" Naoya looked at Gintoki cheerfully.

I saw that he had poured the spoiled strawberry milk into his mouth without changing his expression.

"Gintoki-kun?"

"Oh no, it's really stinky." Gintoki's face immediately became worse.

In that gloomy expression, there was a hint of hideous despair.

It was like a slow-motion shot of the king being poisoned. The strawberry milk in his hand slowly fell to the ground, and Gintoki's body also leaned to the other side of the bench. He fell down at a slow speed.

Naoya rushed to him quickly as if instinctively, catching Gintoki before he fell, as if this could save the soul that was about to be taken to Sanzu River.

"So it's stinky! Gintoki-kun--! Don't die because of a mere strawberry milk!" Naoya successfully caught Gintoki, but this didn't make the situation much better.

Gintoki's mouth was already foaming.

Naoya shouted in panic: "Doctor--!"

"Um, he should have food poisoning." The small voice was completely drowned out by Naoya's shouting. The girl approached them, but was perfectly ignored. Just like the awkward situation she was in when she lived in Zenin’s house.

Naoya didn’t even look at her, and directly carried Gintoki on his back, “Don’t worry, I will definitely save you!”

“That——”

“You’re always so long-winded, get out of the way, ugly girl.”

Naoya turned his head. Facing Gintoki’s earnestness, he turned into a kind of true disgust.