Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

Gintoki touched his chest.

Sure enough, on his chest, there was still the chocolate he had picked up when he went to buy Jump. I don’t know how long it had been saved, and the chocolate had been melted and solidified countless times by body temperature.

Gintoki was a little confused.

Geto Summer Oil… Did he write on his Baidu Encyclopedia whether he liked chocolate or not?

The more I recalled, the more I felt that he was too introverted.

In Geto Summer Oil, he cared much more about other people’s hobbies than himself.

For example, he would help Naoko carry a lighter, but he himself did not smoke. For another example, he would ask Gojo Satoru for sweet specialties, but he did not mention his own interests.

As for soba noodles, that was already too much for Kuxia.

Gintoki tried to figure out whether he needed a change in taste.

For example, the comfort of a piece of chocolate.

Gojo Satoru quickly snatched the chocolate from Gintoki's arms: "Ah, how long have you hidden it? It has become strange. Can you really eat it?"

"Even if it melts, sugar is still sugar. Apologize to the God of Sugar!" Gintoki reached out to take back the chocolate.

It only took them three seconds to wrestle, and when Geto turned around to look at them, they had already turned into a tangle.

In the end, Gintoki won a staged victory. He threw the chocolate to Geto as if his hand slipped: "Ah, my hand slipped. Eat it with care. This is Gin-san's treasured sugar."

It was too simple, and even the wrapping paper had become strange.

But Gintoki cherished it very much.

It was like cherishing Geto's mood all the way.

As soon as Geto caught it, the two white-haired people started quarreling again behind him.

Gojo Satoru pointed at himself in disbelief: "Why is it that only Gon has it and I don't! My brain also needs sugar to nourish it!"

Gintoki refused with confidence: "People who dislike precious chocolate have lost the favor of the God of Sugar! What a hateful fashion setting, why can't high blood sugar fall on everyone equally!"

"It's said that the brain needs it."

"You're talking nonsense! It's all the patches added by the author!"

"How could an author design such a handsome and unique image of me? Even the silhouette can easily distinguish it."

"Too naive, Jump is still more popular like Gin-san." Or Kakao Oto.

Blocking out the noisy background sound, Geto tore off the wrapping paper stuck to the chocolate and stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth. It was completely a child's taste, and the slightly sweet milk chocolate spread in his mouth, covering up the disgusting taste remaining in his mouth.

Seeing them, Nitsuko waved listlessly, as if saying welcome back.

Xia Yujie likes his peers a little bit.

"When you go on a mission, there will be an assistant supervisor to help you handle the logistics work." Ye Mo drove the car to popularize important common sense to his students, "Don't abandon them without permission just because you think they are not needed or dislike the trouble, understand?"

Nose, who was sitting in the co-pilot, pointed upwards and reminded Ye Mo to look at the rearview mirror inside the car.

As noisy as they were when they came, they are as honest as they are now. The three people who quickly got along well squeezed together and slept drowsily. Only Nose, who didn't need to go to the front line, heard what Ye Mo just said.

They are really troublesome boys, but they are also students he is proud of now.

Nose only left a small gap, and her short hair was blown by the breeze.

The girl's face has always been indifferent, and there are almost no emotional fluctuations.

Ye Mo couldn't help but whispered: "It's hard for them to wait all the time."

Nose tilted her head slightly and thought about it. At this time, she would reveal a little girlish expression: "Indeed, waiting is also tiring. It's boring without my chance to appear, but they are not injured."

So this is a good thing.

For doctors.

Being busy is not good.

If she can drink beer and play with her phone leisurely and get off work, it is definitely a blessing.

However, this is just a luxury for users of the reversal technique.

At this stage, Glass can still take time to go on missions with them, relying on the protection of students by the Jujutsu High School.

Even if students can get paid, their workload is still at the student level.

Similar to the novice protection period, no matter how much the senior management wants to exploit them, they can't do it too blatantly.

But once it changes from school to work.

This is a comprehensive change in identity and position. The workload that can be imagined is already the best work intention, but the result is still to be completely exploited.

JujutsuThe world just doesn't work.

Ye Moth didn't read Glass's mind.

He just looked at Glass and thought about it, and suddenly he collapsed on the seat like a withered flower and fell into a state of depression. For a while, the car was quiet, with only the small sound of the wind blowing in through the gap of the car window.

"I'll treat you to dinner."

"Okay." Glass revived.

Considering that Ye Moth's financial situation was not very abundant, their dinner venue was set at a barbecue restaurant with large quantity and fullness and cost-effectiveness.

"I'm so sorry to let Mr. Ye Moth spend money." This is a normal good student.

"What a poor restaurant, it's a rare dinner, let's eat something good, I know a more high-end restaurant." This is a young master who has no idea how much money is in the wallet of an ordinary sorcerer and tries to increase the price.

"Anyway, you can eat as much as you want, right? Ten servings of this high-end beef." This is a poor guy who takes advantage of any bargain.

"Okay, a glass of wheat juice." Glass raised his hand.

Glass's hand was pressed down.

How could the only teacher present allow minors to drink? Ye Mo's tough face was full of disapproval: "You ordered beer in front of the teacher. You are not old enough to drink."

Ah, it's a teacher who also feels like a teacher in private. Glass understood, but tried to defend her right to drink: "It's not beer, it's wheat juice."

"Only orange juice."

The five people at the table were drinking large glasses of orange juice in a neat row.

Ye Mo and Xia Yujie, who helped him share the barbecue work, grilled quickly, and the remaining three people gathered together to eat happily.

"Eat meat, eat meat, eat meat, and then eat meat-isn't it on the plate over there? Don't always grab it from me, you bastard!" Gintoki stuffed meat into his mouth while pushing Gojo Satoru away.

Gojo Satoru obviously had everything.

But when he could grab food, he would definitely grab it. Gintoki thought this was another kind of detachment from the world.

"That's the pork belly I liked. It was saying come eat me the moment it was grilled."

"What? My stomach had already made an appointment when it was served raw. Didn't it always say it wanted to go to Gin-san's stomach? It's inhumane to change someone's mind without permission."

"I can make it come here by itself, come here~"

Gojo Satoru covered his hands with a layer of blue, waiting for the grilled meat to be attracted by itself.