Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King

"So you still want to rip me off?!"

Rolling his eyes.

Mingming's persistence in making money.

I am so impressed by it!

It's a pity that she is just a weak girl, without the power of Mingming T T

Suddenly.

A tempting aroma drifted over~

I am looking up.

But I saw.

Not far away.

Moxu Luo was bending over and holding dozens of skewers of barbecued meat in front of a grill, moving skillfully!

It's obvious that he has been used to it for a while.

On the side.

Jedora was using a small-powered thermal vision to bake charcoal on the spot.

The fruity smell.

It's lychee wood.

Very good~

"???"

A head full of question marks.

The impact of this scene on I am is no less than the magical scene when she first watched the high school trio and the Ryougi Shikigami group jump into the third subject together.

The two strongest shikigami in the world of spellcasting.

Is this how they are being used for a good purpose? ?

I've learned a lot~

I've really learned a lot~

I don't know when I've teleported to the grill, and took a skewer of barbecue handed over by Mokhro in a friendly manner, and took a big bite without caring about her image.

"......"

After a short silence.

"Five buy one ✪ω✪"

Mokhro's dimensional barbecue technology, which had been adapted to many times, directly captured Iwagami's taste buds.

Her eyes were full of fanatical love.

She even had the illusion that "I will die if I can't eat this kind of barbecue in the future"!

Iwagami's fascination made Mokhro very satisfied.

He grinned proudly with his signature healthy white teeth.

He gave a thumbs up to this girl who knew what she was talking about!

Iwagami was already immersed in Mokhro's barbecue paradise and couldn't extricate herself.

Mingming crossed his arms and smiled at the three people in the future, "By the way, have you set up the 'tent'?"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru was stunned and looked at the future, "Didn't we agree that the elder brother would set up the 'tent'?"

Future spread his hands, "I clearly said that I would get them out, and the 'tent' would be left to you and Jie."

"Satoru, didn't I tell you? The 'tent' would be left to you." Xiayou Jie raised his hand to support his forehead, feeling a little headache.

"Hey!!"

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

"Why didn't I know?"

Looking at Gojo Satoru's confused expression.

The future people can already foresee some not-so-good scenes.

...

"Next, report the gas explosion that occurred in Hamamatsu City, Shizuoka Prefecture yesterday. The reason is the aging of the gas pipeline..."

On the TV.

The picture of the abandoned haunted house is being played.

Next to the TV.

Ye Mo Zhengdao is sitting next to the podium.

Looking at the three students who were kneeling in front of him, he was speechless.

"One of you promised that you would set up the "account" before you attacked the cursed spirit, and then you sent the assistant supervisor back."

"In the end... you still forgot the "account"!"

With his eyebrows twisted into a knot, Ye Mo Zhengdao suddenly asked: "Which bastard forgot it? Tell me yourself!"

Hearing this.

Jia Ru Nishiko and Xia Yu Jie both pointed to Gojo Satoru in the middle with serious faces.

Seeing this.

Gojo Satoru closed his legs in embarrassment, and then suddenly raised his hand and asked: "Sensai, can you stop worrying about finding the culprit?"

"By the way, my brother should also have a part in this accident. How come he disappeared as soon as he came back? This is not fair at all!"

"If you say so... it's you!"

Bang! ! !

Ye Mo Zhengdao punched Gojo Satoru in the name of "guidance" fiercely on the head.

An ostrich egg-sized meat bun was hatched immediately.

Steam was still rising from it~

"I'm going to carry out a secret mission abroad in the next few days. I don't have time to discipline you guys, so you'd better behave yourself!"

"Oh?"

"Brother is not here ω"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Gojo Satoru felt the long-lost breath of freedom.

Ah~

Doesn't this mean that I can do whatever I want in the near future? Hehehehehe!

...

Tokyo Technical High School.

Indoor basketball court.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru are having a one-on-one duel.

Ieiri Naoko is playing with Gojo Satoru's sunglasses.

It seems that she wants to find out the black technology mechanism like the elementary school student of the god of death.

"Is the 'tent' really that necessary?"

The lump on his head hadn't subsided yet, and Gojo Satoru turned around and threw the basketball, saying nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter if ordinary people see it, right? They can't see the curse spirits and spells anyway."

The basketball drew a perfect arc and was about to hit the emptyThe ball went into the net, but was intercepted by Geto Suguru with a high jump.

"Of course not."

"The cursed spirit is generated by the accumulation of negative emotions that ordinary people inadvertently release."

"To suppress this process, the most important thing is to keep the public calm."

"To do this, those invisible threats must be hidden as much as possible."

"More than that..."

"I know~I know~"

Letting Glass put his sunglasses back on, Gojo Satoru suddenly stood up and snatched the basketball that Geto Suguru was carrying in.

A three-step layup, a steady rebound and a goal.

"It's really hard to take care of those weak ones = ="

Gojo Satoru threw a basketball of the same style as the Fire Zhongyuan Daying at Geto Suguru!

The latter caught it steadily with both hands and retorted: "'Survival of the weak' - this is the essence of society, otherwise... the human world will collapse sooner or later."

"Mirai once said - there is no such power as wantonly trampling on the dignity and freedom of others."

"Helping the weak and fighting the strong is what we should do as strong people."

"Remember, Wu, the existence of sorcerers is to maintain social stability and protect the existence of non-magicians within a certain limit."

"Is this a big truth? I hate big truths~" Gojo Satoru laughed jokingly.

"What?" Geto Xia Yu's expression was slightly condensed, and the basketball in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"What reason is there to give strength~ responsibility~ This is what the weak would do."

"It is abnormal for a strong man like my brother to sympathize with the weak."

Picking up the basketball that rolled to his feet, Gojo Satoru threw it back with great force without looking back!

The basketball, which had circled around the basket for four or five times, was thrown into the air by centrifugal force, and then, with a thud, it went into the net.

"Satoru, do you think the view of the future is wrong?!"

"What's wrong with the strong caring for the weak?!"

As if the reverse scale in his heart was touched, Xia Yujie frowned and looked at Gojo Satoru with narrowed eyes.

"Who knows? Anyway, my brother is not here now ω" Gojo Satoru made a disgusting expression to Xia Yujie when he swallowed the cursed gem in the past, and said jokingly:

"Don't say clichés, you are so moved by what you said~哼!"

On the side.

"You give me the way~"

Sensing the increasingly cold atmosphere in the field.

Jialiu Naoko's legs suddenly turned into wind fire wheels, and she skillfully turned on the yo-yo.

Just when the atmosphere between the two was becoming more and more tense and about to fight,

Swish——

The sliding door of the basketball hall suddenly opened.

What Yega Masamichi saw was the harmonious and friendly scene of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru helping each other with stretching exercises.

Yega Masamichi was stunned by what he saw——

These two people were so close? ?