After their brief self-introductions, the group headed straight for the mission site.

Nazawa sat in the co-pilot seat to enjoy the breeze, and three men were squeezed in the back seat.

At first, Geto was still looking for a point to start the topic, trying to steadily bring the relationship between his peers closer, and it would be best if they could become intimate steadily.

As a result, he was completely led away without realizing it.

"Ah damn, consider the average height of Japanese men, author! How could there be such an abnormal height and abnormal leg length!"

Gintoki, who was obviously shorter, was sandwiched between two tall peaks. No matter how he put his legs, he felt awkward and struggled to survive.

"You are the one who is isolated among the three of us. You won't grow taller now, and you won't grow taller in the future." Gojo Satoru did not avoid it at all, which was a typical example of impolite seat occupation on the subway.

He was arrogantly crossing his legs to occupy more space.

"You're so angry. Give the extra height to those in need. I've decided. Cut off a piece and donate it to the dwarf cedar." Gintoki stepped on his outstretched leg without hesitation.

Seeing the two people wrestling, they were already using their own curses.

The veins on Ye Mo's hands clenched the steering wheel. If they were not driving on the highway, he would definitely turn around and beat them up.

Geto Suguru stepped forward.

He grabbed Gintoki's collar and pulled them apart. The next second, he released a fat curse spirit to separate them.

Then he showed a smile that was definitely not to be messed with.

"You will sit obediently until your destination, right?"

"Who are you? How dare you order me? Hurry up and say something, Gintoki."

"I told you to stay obedient! Didn't you see that smile? If you provoke the squinty eyes in the daily chapter, you will get beaten!"

Gintoki pressed the curse spirit against Gojo Satoru's face and silenced him cleanly.

Gojo Satoru spoke indignantly and vaguely, but the blue on his fist disappeared cleanly. After careful identification, Rokugan had already noticed Geto's technique. After all, it couldn't really exorcise the cursed spirits of his peers.

Gintoki almost used the technique on Geto's cursed spirit, and was still thankful that he stopped at the right time.

As long as you ignore Gintoki and Gojo Satoru's small movements of punching through the cursed spirits, the back seat will be quiet with three men and a cursed spirit squeezed in.

Nozomi was blowing the wind.

The April wind blew her hair into a mess, and as for what happened later, it didn't matter to her.

And Ye Moth's heart was in another picture.

Geto, you're so good.

Not knowing that her image had become an old mother with two problem children, Geto looked at the two overly lively peers curiously.

They had thrown away their first impression in a short time. Xia Yujie briefly reflected on this mindset of judging people by appearance, and then observed them more attentively.

Gojo Satoru's cheerfulness was accompanied by wanton arrogance.

He would calmly and intimately pull people into social relationships, but without his approval, no matter how close they were, it was just a disguise.

Pure white hair shone in the sun, ice-blue eyes stared with a smile from behind sunglasses, and there was an unruly smile on his lips.

This is how he treats people he approves.

On the contrary, Gintoki is in a different situation.

Slightly curly white hair fell into the shadow of the car, and scarlet eyes were listless most of the time.

Similar to Gojo Satoru, but completely different, but the two of them get along very well.

Even though Gintoki was completely squeezed to Xia Yujie's side by the cursed spirit, he had no intention of getting closer to his new peer. The apparent cheerfulness and the ever-present avoidance made Geto Suguru feel a sense of disharmony.

He was just going through the motions.

Logically speaking, as a very polite top student, Geto Suguru should have kept a good social distance after noticing this. After all, there is no rule that the relationship between peers must be good.

But Geto Suguru also has an arrogant side.

Gintoki is not rejecting everyone, he is just a little evasive.

Geto Suguru is a little curious about the true face of this peer who is hiding.

Ye Mo stopped the car, and Geto Suguru took back the curse spirit. Gojo Satoru and Gintoki got out of the car immediately, and Naoko stayed in the car to watch them.

Outside are neatly lined buildings, the glass on the wall is full of dust, and can only reflect the shadows of a group of people.

The building is too huge, and under the sunlight, it looks like a bizarre giant in the human world at a glance.

Gojo Satoru didn't care at all. He stretched out his arms exaggeratedly as soon as he got out of the car, as if he had finally seen the light of day after being imprisoned in a small room.Gintoki crossed his arms: "Level 1? Level 2? You have to work before you even start school. Pay me, you evil capitalist."

"You won't be short of salary," Yega Masamichi added, "Besides, you will have the opportunity to be assessed for your level as a sorcerer after you start school, and you will be able to secure a stable job after graduation."

Gintoki became interested. Get paid for exorcising cursed spirits!

Shoko is obviously here for the latter. The most suitable job for her in the future is to stay at Jujutsu High School as a school doctor. Guaranteed job after graduation!

So easy to understand. Xiayou Jie easily read the two people's thoughts and moved his hands and feet a little: "This is our first mission after entering school, right?"

"To be precise, it is the first cooperation. Let your classmates see your skills. Only with a full understanding can we play the role of cooperation."

Ye Moth put down the tent and reminded: "The first step of going out on a mission is to put up the tent. It is not only to prevent others from discovering the movement, but also to prevent ordinary people from panicking."

"I know, I know, I'm tired of hearing that kind of big truth." Gojo Satoru waved his hand and pulled Gintoki inside, "Let's fight quickly and decisively, don't hold me back."

Nose sat in the car, waving her arms leisurely at the classmates who were on the mission.

After all, it is a fixed-point nurse, not a nurse that can be bound to output. Nose does not have much combat ability, and the efficiency of keeping up with the front line is far lower than waiting in place.

What's more, the world of curse is in short supply of nurses, and she doesn't need to consider going to the front line in her career.

Unlike Gojo Satoru who ran away after hearing a few words, Geto Xiayou listened very seriously. He felt that what Ye Mo said made sense.

As a strong sorcerer, of course he had to protect the weak non-sorcerers, which was why he chose to study at the Jujutsu High School.

Geto Xiayou followed them calmly and replied nonchalantly.

"Who will hold you back?"

"Ah? How could I hold you back? Such a weak cursed spirit, if I hadn't stopped, I could have exorcised it in the car."

"What a coincidence, that cursed spirit is also a weak one in my reserve. If it can't even reach that level, it's really a headache."

Geto Xiayou stepped on the stairs leisurely.

Gojo Satoru stood on the upper level first, pointing at Gintoki.

Even though his eyes were covered tightly with sunglasses, Gintoki could see what he wanted to say from his exaggerated expression: Why is this kid so arrogant?

Gintoki patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, you are definitely the first on this Chuuni list, it's almost over."

After all, there is still the only one in the world.

Once he said that famous line, Gojo Satoru would be able to dominate the list of this crazy boy for many years.

Gojo Satoru puffed out his chest proudly.

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