Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King

On the side.

The white-haired, single-ponytailed, mature and beautiful Mingming, whose conservative school uniform could not hide her proud figure, arrived at the side of the few people without knowing when.

Looking at her "innocent" best friend who had completely fallen into the trap of self-proof and was crying with her head in her arms.

Mingming helplessly held her forehead, sighed softly, and looked at the future.

"Future master, don't tease her anymore."

"It's illegal to tease a fool~"

As soon as Mingming's familiar voice came into her ears.

The crying Angeji stopped crying immediately.

Transformed into a Q version image.

She bumped into Mingming's great and soft chest.

She cried.

"Ming~Ming~T T"

Hearing this.

The future reached out to take the change of clothes handed by Judala from the shadow.

While shrugging innocently, he replied:

"Well~"

"Sister Song Girl is so cute, I couldn't help it, haha."

"If it's Miss Mingming, I can do it too."

"Oh?"

Put one hand on the waist and proudly stick out her chest.

A confident and charming arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Mingming looked at the future with a playful look.

As if she was examining whether he was qualified.

"It is said that Mingming from Kyoto High School is obsessed with money?"

"Oh~"

As for the love of money.

Mingming did not deny it.

After all.

This is already a topic of conversation and joke that almost everyone in the bounty magician circle knows.

"But..."

The voice paused.

Mingming added:

"Rather than saying I like money."

"I actually like the feeling of making money more!"

"Every time I hear the crisp sound of money entering my pocket."

"Every time I see the number in my bank account increase."

"I feel a heartfelt joy!"

"There is nothing more joyful than making money!"

It was as if someone had pressed a switch in his brain.

Mingming became more and more excited as she talked, and more and more happy as she talked!

Her fair and delicate face gradually turned red.

Her eyes were filled with the desire for money to go into her pocket!

I have hardly touched money, I have no interest in money, I only like to make money.

——Ma·Mingming·Yun said so.

"Where are the goods?"

"Ten thousand... huh?"

I wanted to continue to have an in-depth discussion with Mingming about the great cause of making money.

Wei suddenly felt that there were dozens or hundreds of hot eyes behind him silently focusing on him.

He looked back.

Yoshinobu Rakuganji stood in front of a group of Kyoto teachers and students.

The deep shadow in his eye sockets has completely disappeared.

The round and vicious eyes that dare not speak are staring at the future.

It seems that he is trying to stare him to death with his eyes.

Seeing this.

Future changed the subject and smiled regretfully:

"It seems that we can only talk about this for the time being today."

"Zenin family... No, my door is always open to Miss Mingming."

"About two and a half years later, I will have a big business worth billions to find Miss Mingming."

"When the time comes, I hope you can come in person."

"Looking forward to our next pleasant exchange."

After that.

Future led Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru to walk towards a group of Kyoto teachers and students in an extremely arrogant posture.

"Big business..."

"Billions..."

After whispering twice.

Mingming looked at the pink business card that was stuffed into his palm at some point.

Even if she had the determination to "remain calm even when the sky is falling".

She still twitched her eyes slightly.

She held her forehead in silence for a while.

Because.

The information on the business card was --

Mature women's SPA·Yamagami Yuya.

Address: 9528 Shuka Street, Yokohama

Contact number: 259X58-594313

There were also ten big characters written on it --

Read · Places · Fifteen fingers · Read!

Just when Mingming was wondering if she was dizzy and hallucinating.

The pink business card in her hand suddenly became mosaic-like.

It instantly turned into another black business card.

The information on it was --

Heaven on Earth·Zenyuan Future.

Address: Next to the first-year teaching building of Tokyo Technical College

Contact number: 666-666

"This..."

The corner of her mouth raised a mature and charming arc.

Mingming looked at the future with a playful look, who was stumbling and putting something in his pocket not far away.

‘Lexus, has your A-level precision been eaten by the glass? ! ’

Touching the pink business card in his pocket that was already stained with a faint rose scent.

The future looked at ‘Lexus’ floating in front of him with a face full of resentment.

[Answer: The order received was “transfer the business card to Mingming”, and no specific business card was specified, so I made my own judgment = =]‘Uh…’

A mechanical mature female voice without any emotion came into my mind.

Mirai was heartbroken and full of regret!

So it was my fault for not explaining it clearly? ?

Gaia! ! !

My lifelong reputation T T

…

See the campus destroyer coming this way.

Students from the three grades of Kyoto Technical High School.

All of them.

Red eyes!

Clenched fists!

Ferocious faces!

Ready to make a move!

As if they were bullied in front of the others by the future.

Family~ Who understands T T

Finally, they can enjoy the brand new teaching building.

But they watched it being burned down!

It's over~ It's all over T T

"Alright, alright!"

"Everyone looks so depressed, how can this be?!"

"Are you going to make fun of me, people from other schools?!"

"All of you scream out loud!!!"

Seeing that they haven't even come close yet.

The momentum of his side has already declined.

Leyan Temple Yoshinobu leaned heavily on his crutches and incited:

"You don't even have a moment to mourn for the teaching building!"

"Because the exchange meeting between the two schools is about to begin!"

"The top leaders of the three major families and the technical college will always pay attention to your performance!"

"Those who excel can be directly nominated for the 'first level'!"

As soon as the words fell.

The thirty-odd students on the side of Kyoto Technical College were instantly in an uproar!

"First level!"

"You can make more money and buy more delicious food!"

A kind-faced and solemn little fat man said so.

"No, no, no, no, no!"

"To make more money, of course you have to pick up more girls!"

A tall boy with a skinny face and a black forehead, who looked like he was going to die at the next moment, retorted.

"No——"

"I don't think you're right!"

"Ah, right, right~"

"You're all right..."

They kept imagining their bright future after becoming first-level magicians.

They didn't recognize at all——

Behind the word "first-level".

The responsibilities to be shouldered.

The risks to be taken.

Some of them spoke boldly and heartlessly.

The veins on Le Yansi Jiashen's forehead bulged!

Then.

He took a deep breath.

He accumulated strength.

Just about to explode.

Just at this moment.

"Hey~Old ghost, why haven't you died yetω"

"Cough cough cough cough!!!"

A playful cry like a ghost demanding his life suddenly came from behind Le Yansi Jiashen.