Zongman: My Brother-in-Law is the Tyrant

The streets of Tokyo.

"Ah, so slow, Nightmoth."

A 1.9-meter-tall white-haired man wearing round-frame sunglasses leaned against the car, yawning lazily.

"Why do I have to come and greet new classmates? I might as well spend my time playing the new games I bought!"

"Wu, please be patient." The squinting man with wide-leg pants and strange bangs "comforted" me, "You know, you made me wait for nearly an hour."

"Really?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head and said with a nasty smile, "I don't remember."

"Really?" A vein popped up on Xia Youjie's forehead. "You've forgotten something that happened just a few days ago. It seems like your Alzheimer's disease has come early."

"Humph." Gojo Satoru raised his head, "I'm late for something important!"

"For your dessert?"

"That's not just any dessert! That's a limited edition Kikufuku!"

“Isn’t Kikufuku a dessert?”

"Heh, the deliciousness of the limited edition Kikufuku is not something that a pica like you can understand."

"Pica?" Xia Youjie's smile cracked, "That's my technique, you childish sweet tooth!"

"Eating sweets is not childish! You have no taste!" Gojo Satoru immediately got angry when he saw that his hobby was looked down upon.

"Really? I'm so sorry, in my impression only children and women like sweets."

"That's because you have too little experience, weird bangs from pica!"

"..."

Boom!

The next moment, the iron fist fell, and the two men who were fighting head-on were separated instantly.

"It hurts! Night moth, what are you doing!!"

Gojo Satoru held the big bag on his head, and Geto Suguru did the same, but he used more euphemistic words:

"Teaching with violence is wrong, Mr. Nightmoth."

The burly man wearing sunglasses, who looked like a gangster boss, had veins bulging on his forehead.

"You all should be quiet!"

As the momentum built, the passers-by who had stopped to watch the excitement instantly turned into frightened birds and beasts and fled in all directions.

Gojo Satoru grinned, "You scared me, Nightmoth."

Xia Youjie smiled helplessly, "There's nothing we can do about it. After all, our looks are given by our parents."

Noctua righteousness: o(≧口≦)o

So whose fault do you think it is?

For the thousand and first time, I regretted not firmly refusing to accept these two guys in the principal's office.

Although they had only been together for a few days, Yega Zhengdao felt like he had aged several years in an instant. At the same time, he didn't understand why the relationship between the two had suddenly become so good. They were clearly on the verge of a confrontation when they first met, but after a few fights, they became as close as one person.

I don’t understand. I don’t understand at all how young people get along with each other nowadays.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao sighed inwardly.

The most important thing is that the destructive power of these two people combined is not as simple as one plus one. In just a few days, the school playground has been renovated twice. As for the complaints he has received, they are countless, and the most common one is bullying senior students!

Thanks to these two people, Tokyo High School is now in an extremely empty state - senior teachers and students are frantically going out on field trips to avoid them.

When he thought of the two more people, Yega Zhengdao felt that his hair might be in danger, at least it would no longer be the black color it is now.

"By the way, Mr. Yega, what is the new student like?" Xia Yujie suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Well, I hope it's not a loser like the Utahime. I hate weaklings who hold us back!" Gojo Satoru held the back of his head with both hands and said indifferently, "But anyway, it can't be anyone, and it can't be stronger than us."

"Wu, if he is really a weakling, we should show concern for him." Geto Suguru refuted the previous sentence.

In response, Gojo Satoru made a face: "No way!"

"Enlightenment!" Xia Youjie clenched his fists.

"Alright!" Ye Mo Zheng Dao interrupted the two with a heavy cough, and then his eyes under the sunglasses revealed a bit of cunning, "If it's about strength, you don't have to worry, because one of them..."

The deliberately drawn-out tone attracted the attention of both of them.

“It’s special grade!”

"What?!"*2

They both screamed at the same time.

"He's already a special grade at the start of school? The people who conducted the assessment must have received money, right?" This is Gojo Satoru.

"Are you kidding us, Mr. Yaga?" This is Geto Suguru.

"No," Ye Moth Zhengdao shook his head, "I can tell you responsibly that one of them is a genuine special-grade one. As for the other girl, she is not simple either. She is a natural user of reversal techniques."

"Reversal technique? Girl?" Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes into slits.

Subconsciously, when he heard these two adjectives, a familiar figure emerged in his mind.

Is it a coincidence?

Gojo Satoru's reaction was as big as ever, "Is this true? Reversal technique?"

Yega Zhengdao nodded, "That's right, and because she doesn't have any skills, she can heal others. Wu, you should know what this means."

"Hahaha, of course I know!" Gojo Satoru's laughter was filled with sarcasm and gloating, "Those old bastards will definitely lock her up and make her work day and night until every last drop of value is squeezed out of her."

Ye Moth Zhengdao: "...It is a reasonable arrangement and protection for rare talents."

Really, don’t you know that some things can’t be made too clear?

As a veteran sorcerer with decades of experience, Yega Masamichi was naturally well aware of the darkness in the sorcery world. He knew very well that the student who reversed the spell would most likely end up like that, but...

There was a hint of determination in his eyes behind the black sunglasses.

Since the other party has become your student, you have the obligation to guarantee your student's basic rights and interests, even if it is only for a few years in high school!

"It's up to you." Gojo Satoru shrugged and continued to complain, "But the other party is really good."

Before he could utter the word "slow", Gojo Satoru's head suddenly turned to the side, because his six eyes had already captured that huge amount of cursed energy.

"It seems that a new classmate is here." Yeying straightened his collar and waved to the two people who were coming over.

When the two approached, Yega Masamichi took out the data sheet and looked at the photos on it to make a final confirmation, "Jingu Tsukasa and Ieiri Shoko, right?"

Without waiting for the two to answer, Gojo Satoru took a long step and stood in front of Yega Masamichi, staring at Jingu Tsukasa with his six eyes under his sunglasses.

"It's you. Should I say it's our first meeting or it's been a long time?"

"It's been a while since we last met." Jingu Si said with a smile, "If you haven't forgotten the last time we met."

Gojo Satoru's smile seemed a little ferocious, "Don't worry, I will never forget you no matter who I forget!"

That kick was the first setback he encountered in his life.

"Although I really want to return it now, I want to know more..."

The sunglasses slid down, revealing the bright blue eyes no longer.

"How did you do it? It turned into three techniques?"