Jujutsu Kaisen: I have a Gardevoir

"It's a banquet~"

Tokyo High School is extremely noisy today.

Cheers and clinking of cups and plates could be heard, but no one felt it was noisy.

Gojo Satoru, who has the attribute of "people come crazy" and can't stop being so high, did his part, put on summer vacation clothes on the beach, took a microphone he didn't know where he got it, and acted as the host of the banquet.

"Ahem, audition, audition, Yoshi, very good. Now I announce that the celebration has officially begun. First of all, welcome to Principal Noctua Zhengdao and give a speech."

"Good afternoon, classmates, faculty and staff. First of all, let me congratulate all the first-year students for passing the upgrade assessment. I hope that everyone will continue to work hard and in the future-"

Noctua Zhengdao is worthy of being the principal, and the congratulations come straight out of his mouth.

However, this overly serious style of painting obviously did not suit the atmosphere of Tokyo High School. After saying a few words, Gojo Satoru snatched the microphone away.

"Okay, time's up."

"Wu, you guy -" Noctua Zhengdao turned his face and used his unique skill, Thunderbolt Soul Chasing Lock.

Gojo Satoru had a rare moment of toughness and withstood the punishment of the Joint Technique: "Principal, just stop dealing with high-level officials. No one here wants to hear it."

"Okay, let me say one more thing."

"Which sentence."

"--Began to eat."

Suddenly, there was cheering.

"This is our principal."

"Long live the principal."

"Well, I also want Ali to say a few words."

Noctua Zhengdao has veins popping out on his forehead, I can't do it long or short, what do you want to do?

"Mysterious Nelson's Lock!"

"Surrender, surrender..."

The microphone fell from his hand and fell right into Mingli's hand.

"Since Teacher Gojo asked me to say a few words, I will say a few words. You continue to eat without stopping - first of all, thank you to the principal, thank you to the teacher, thank you to all the students, thank you to NHK, thank you to MTV, thank you..."

"That's enough for you, don't be the principal." Maki complained unceremoniously.

"It won't work if it's too short."

Gojo Satoru took the opportunity to finish off the attack, get out of trouble, and grab the microphone, all in one go... but failed.

Instead of grabbing the microphone, his hand grabbed an egg with a special pattern.

"What's this?"

"A good treasure that can make you a substitute messenger." Akari changed hands to take the microphone.

"When can an egg make a person awaken as a substitute? It's not an arrow or a saint's relic... Wait, this wavelength, could it be——"

Even through sunglasses, Gojo Satoru's six eyes can still capture unusual life energy. Similar energy can be found in the restaurant, and there are more than one.

"Elf, this is the egg that gave birth to an elf."

As soon as he said this, everyone stopped eating and drinking and looked at him.

Elves are rarer and more magical existences than cursed spirits. How they were born has always been a mystery.

Except for Mei Linmei and Mei Li, everyone else saw the "origin" of the elves for the first time.

Anyone with an online IQ understands what this means.

"Such a precious treasure, please take care of it and don't throw it away."

Gojo Satoru carefully wrapped the egg with "No Lower Limit" and handed it back to Akari.

But he was pushed away by Mingli: "It's either thrown away or given to you. The cultivation of elves is different from that of cursed spirits. It's more like raising children. The number of elf eggs I got this time is a bit too much for one person to take care of, so I want everyone to help.”

"Are you...serious?" Gojo Satoru said seriously.

The news of Zen Yuan Naoya being beaten has reached his ears, and he knows what the conservative old guys are planning.

"Of course I am serious. I am not worried about handing over the elves to others, but I have nothing to worry about you. As long as you are sincere, you will definitely get a response from the elves, and they will become the best partners."

"Sha~" Gardevoir smiled and nodded.

The domineering panda and Pangda put their arms around each other and expressed their feelings through practical actions.

"I will handle it."

Gojo Satoru's chest thumped loudly.

There are all types of sensible elves, beautiful, mighty, cute, and cute. Who can’t get enough of them?

"I will definitely take good care of this child. I am very experienced in taking care of children, little Huihui."

It was strange that Megumi Fushiguro would talk to him. He stood up and said: "Senior Ming, I have no problem with you asking everyone to help take care of the elves, but please consider the candidate carefully. A certain suspicious white-haired man is definitely not suitable."

"Little Huihui..."

Gojo Satoru's resentful face came over and was slapped away by Fushiguro Megumi skillfully and shamelessly. He didn't want to have any new "victims".

"It's okay, Hui." Akari waved her hand, "I haven't finished speaking yet. If you treat each other sincerely, they will respond wholeheartedly. On the other hand, if you don't train them well... there are many elves with bad tempers. .”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw blue birds flying in the sky and vine whips flying, accompanied by the cries of "Dilu" and "Tangtang".

The old enemies of Green Mianniao and Vinevine Snake are fighting again for unknown reasons.

Although they were immediately separated by Gardevoir's telekinesis, the flapping wings and shaking vine whips showed the determination of both parties to fight.

Seeing this scene, everyone understood why Ming Li had made such a decision.

Elves are very cute and can be very powerful when cultivated, but the process is definitely not easy.

"So the spirit you gave me..." Gojo Satoru was shocked.

Mingli chuckled and said nothing.

"I knew it."

Gojo Satoru's cheeks twitched, he pulled down his sunglasses and opened all six eyes.

With the blessing of the atomic-level world, he looked through the eggshell and saw its contents.

A group of high-energy plasma aggregates, with endless electric light flashing with heart-stopping electric light. A pair of eyes slowly opened with fierce eyes.

Gojo Satoru was startled and quickly drank a large mouthful of Fat House Happy Water to calm down his shock.

"It's terrible. I won't be electrocuted to death by him."

"Then do you want it?" Mingli asked with a smile.

"Yes, why not?" Gojo Satoru held the egg tightly in his arms, "I also have a substitute. From today on, your name will be 'Red Pepper'."

"That teacher...'Red Hot Chili Pepper' is the stand-in for the villain." Otoko Yuta reminded.

"What does it matter? Just be strong." Gojo Satoru waved his hand disapprovingly, "Although it is a bit troublesome to consume electricity, I can build a power plant."

All I can say is that he is worthy of being a rich man and is willful enough.

And this unintentional remark is exactly in line with the way Thunderball and Naughty Bullet were raised.

You really chose the right person to give it to Gojo Satoru. Although the original intention was to find someone who is not afraid of explosions and cannot be killed by explosions, but who cares, as long as the results are good.

Two of the nine Pokémon had appeared, and the next seven were also revealed one by one by Akira and placed on the table in sequence.

"Come on everyone, it's time to test your character. Please choose your initial elf."

Now, call me Ming Damu Li!

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