Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King.

aside.

The conservative school uniform could not hide her proud figure at all. The mature and beautiful girl with white hair in a single ponytail had arrived beside them at some point.

Looking at her "innocent" best friend who has completely fallen into the trap of self-proof and is crying with her head held high up in her hands.

Mingming held his forehead helplessly, sighed softly, and looked towards the future.

"Future Patriarch, please stop teasing her."

"It's against the law to tease a fool~"

Mingming's familiar voice was heard as soon as it was heard.

The crying Angeji stopped crying immediately.

Transformed into a Q version image.

Crashed headfirst into the great and soft bosom of the unknown.

Started crying.

"Ming~Ming~T T"

Hear the words.

Mirai reached out and took the change of clothes that Judala handed to him from the shadow.

He shrugged innocently and replied:

"Well~"

"Utahime-senpai is so cute, I couldn't help myself for a moment, haha."

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

"Oh?"

He put one hand on his waist and held his chest out proudly.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a confident and charming arc.

Mingming looked towards the future with a playful look.

It seemed as if he was examining whether he was qualified.

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

"Sooyo~"

Regarding the love of money.

The unknown does not deny it.

after all.

This has become a common topic of conversation among bounty hunters.

"but......"

The words paused.

Mingming added:

"It's not so much that I like money."

“I actually like the feeling of making money more!”

“I always hear the sound of money entering my pocket.”

“Every time I see the numbers in my bank account increase.”

“I always feel a genuine joy!”

"There is nothing more joyful than making money!"

It was as if someone pressed a switch in my brain.

Mingming became more and more excited as he talked, and the more he talked, the happier he became!

Her snow-white, delicate and tender face gradually turned red.

His eyes were filled with the desire to put money in his pocket!

I hardly ever touch money. I have no interest in money. I only like to make money.

——Ma Mingming Yun said so.

"Which way has more goods?"

"Wan... 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 even hundreds of fiery gazes silently focusing on him from behind.

Look back.

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

The deep shadows in his eye sockets have completely disappeared.

The round and vicious eyes, which dared not speak but were angry, stared straight into the future.

It was as if she was trying to kill him with her eyes.

See this.

Future changed the subject and said with a regretful smile:

"It seems that this is all we can talk about today."

"Zenyuan family... No, the door of my house is always open to Miss Mingming."

"In about two and a half years, I will have a multi-billion dollar business deal approaching Miss Mingming."

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

“Looking forward to our next pleasant exchange.”

Say it.

Mirai led Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru and walked towards the teachers and students of Kyoto in an extremely arrogant manner.

"Big business..."

"Billions..."

After whispering twice.

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

Even if you have the fortitude to "remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of you".

She still twitched her eyes slightly.

He held his forehead in silence for a while.

because.

The information on the business card is:

Mature women's SPA · Elegant on the mountain.

Address: 9528 Shuka Street, Yokohama

Contact number: 259X58-

There were ten big characters written on it:

Already read · place · fifteen fingers · can rush!

Just when Mingming was wondering if he was dizzy or hallucinating.

The pink business card in her hand suddenly looked like it was covered with mosaics.

It instantly transformed into another black business card.

The above information is——

Heaven on Earth, Zen Temple of the Future.

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

Tel: 666-666

"this......"

The corners of her mouth curled up in a mature and charming arc.

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

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

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

Mirai looked at Lexus floating in front of him with a face full of resentment.

[Answer: The instruction I received was "pass the business card to Mingming", but it did not specify which business card to give, so I made my own judgment = =]

'Well......'

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

The future will be filled with sorrow and regret!

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

Gaia!!!

My lifelong reputation T T

……

See the campus vandal coming this way.

A third-year student at Kyoto Technical High School.

Both.

Eyes are red!

Clench your fists!

The face is ferocious!

Just about to move!

It was as if they were being bullied in front of the people from the future.

Family members~Who understands? T T

I finally got to the point where I can enjoy the brand new teaching building.

But I watched it being burned!

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

"OK OK!"

"Everyone looks so dejected, how can this be tolerated?!"

"Are you going to let people from other schools laugh at you?!"

"Howl out loud!!!"

I saw that the other person had not come over yet.

The momentum of my side has already declined.

Leyan Temple Jiashen leaned heavily on his cane and said instigatively:

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

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

"The top leaders of the three great families and the academy will always keep an eye on your performance!"

"The outstanding ones can be directly nominated for the 'First Level'!"

The words fell.

The thirty or so students from Kyoto High School suddenly became agitated!

“Level 1!”

“I can make more money and buy more delicious food!”

A little fat man with a kind face and a solemn appearance said so.

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

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

One was skinny and had a black forehead.

The tall boy who seemed to be about to get G at the next moment retorted.

"Do not--"

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

"Ah, yes, yes, yes~"

"You are right..."

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

I didn’t recognize it at all—

Behind the word "Level 1".

The responsibilities to be shouldered.

The risks to be taken.

Some of them spoke boldly and heartlessly.

When Jiashen of Leyan Temple heard this, veins on his forehead bulged!

Subsequently.

He took a deep breath.

Charge up.

About to explode.

Just at this time.

"Hey~ Old ghost, why haven't you hung up yet?"

"Cough cough cough cough!!!"

Suddenly, a series of teasing calls like a ghost demanding his life came from behind Jiashen of Leyan Temple.