Gintoki's left, Geto Xiayou, immediately voiced his objection: "Satoru, if you act too recklessly, most of the human race will surely live in a state of panic for a long time. The potential fear will destroy people's hearts, and the collapse of social order is not impossible."

Gintoki's right, Gojo Satoru, seemed to have found a topic to talk about: "How can they be so fragile? Such people are only a small part, how can they represent the whole society? As long as we get rid of the cursed spirits, they will realize that there is no need to panic at all, and they will live as they should."

"It seems that we have different opinions." Geto Xiayou smiled gently, but he had no intention of giving in.

"Huh? Finally, you are going to show a tough posture. After all, this world still depends on strength." Gojo Satoru felt the momentum he exuded and pointed to the playground outside.

"Go outside, Geto."

"We are still in class, where do you want to go?" Ye Moth moved his hands a few times, and his fist was eager to hit someone's head.

The two people who were just arguing across Gintoki calmed down.

What should I do if I get beaten!

They immediately stood on the same side, trying to escape the teacher's iron fist education.

"Wait a minute, teacher! I can explain!"

"Well, Wu just invited me to continue the debate after class, so as not to disrupt the order of the class."

No matter how they explained, Ye Moth hit them both on the head cleanly.

The two people, one black and one white, didn't even say a word of defense, with smoke coming out of their heads, sitting obediently.

But it's not over yet.

"What are you looking at, Gintoki."

Gintoki's body was shocked.

Those two idiots quarreled, and they also brought the fire to him!

"Um, do you want to know the secret of the Dark Continent! Ye Moth!"

"You should wake up from the Dark Continent first and clear the impurities in your mind! Gintoki!"

Now the three of them have a big smoking bag on their heads equally.

Sitting in the back, Naoko couldn't bear to look directly at it and blocked her sight with her hands.

Wow, so stupid.

Take another look.

Puff.

After class, Gojo Satoru lazily lay on the table. He rubbed his face against the cold tabletop, and then rolled around to Gintoki's hand, unscrupulously crossing the boundary of the edge of the desk.

"In the final analysis, this is how the world is. No matter how correct it is, the truth is still in the hands of those with big fists. Authority can become authority because it is supported by power."

Strictly speaking, this is also an objective fact.

Limited to the Jujutsu Kaisen. Since those with big fists have the right to make rules, the rules will naturally guarantee the interests of that small group of people.

As for the other oppressed people, as long as they can survive, it's fine.

For details, please see the original Zenin family, which is known as the compressed version of the Jujutsu world.

"Using power without a bottom line is like a monkey holding a nuclear bomb. If you are a strong person, you must have the consciousness of being a strong person and use your power in a restrained manner. Blindly pursuing freedom is the view of the curse master."

Suguru Geto organized his notes in a notebook in an orderly manner, arguing while organizing.

Lost in power, thinking that he can control the fate of others at will with power.

That is a curse master who has completely lost his respect for the law, public order and morality, and even does not regard ordinary people as human beings.

Curse masters who act as badly as curses, in the standards of sorcerers, have lost their humanity and can be regarded as curses of the same status as curse spirits.

"That is an extreme situation."

"You have almost reached an extreme situation, Wu."

"Ah... You have been nagging beside me. In the end, have you considered treating ordinary people as equals to yourself? You are always talking about the strong and the weak." Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Gintoki immediately called a halt.

Gojo Satoru alone is very noisy, and Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru are even noisier together!

Even if men's friendship grows through quarrels and fights, Gintoki can't stand them debating in his ears every day.

It's better to fight, he would rather they fight now!

Both Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru stopped arguing.

Is it necessary for Gojo Satoru to consider this question... Of course it's impossible to be equal.

After he was born, there were very few ordinary people around him who were pure and had no idea about the world of curse.

In the eyes of Gojo Satoru, who is considered the pinnacle of the world of curse, the curse masters who don't know the height of the world and rush to die can be regarded as scum, and ordinary people are almost ants.

Even the lowest level four curse spirits can make ordinary humans feel distressed.

It's not right anyway.An existence that will be crushed if you are careful. Can ants be compared with humans?

It is enough for him to save ordinary people as much as possible during his mission.

"Of course——" Gojo Satoru opened his mouth immediately, and Gintoki decisively covered his lips and pressed back the answer that had not yet been spoken.

Gojo Satoru widened his eyes in confusion.

While he was confused, Geto Suguru had already given the answer.

"I think it is equal."

This is their fundamental difference.

Born in an ordinary family and living in an ordinary world, Geto Suguru only thinks that he is a person who has gained power and has become a strong person.

His definition of strong and weak has nothing to do with the difference between the identities of sorcerers and ordinary people, but is simply divided by strength.

His parents are ordinary people without power, and his teachers and friends are all ordinary people. It is precisely because he wants to protect and cherish them that Geto Suguru pays attention to his position as a strong person.

The strong have the obligation to protect the weak.

Although there is more or less arrogance brought by having power, Geto Suguru does not think that he can exceed human laws and morals. Because he is a sorcerer and also a human.

Gojo Satoru held Gintoki's arm and was so frightened that his body was shaking: "Ah? How is it possible! Is the good student's brain frozen? Help, Nazo, Jie's brain is broken!"

Nozko lay lazily on the table and looked at them when she heard the voice: "Do you want to cut it off?"

"No, I don't want to cut it off! It's not that I have to cut it off wherever it's broken!"

"I think it's strange to think that inequality is so frank. How should this situation be handled, Nazo? Satoru has achieved species mutation."

"It's better to cut it off."

"I told you not to cut it off!"

Gojo Satoru calmed down, and he rubbed against Gintoki's side, trying to prove that they were on the same side: "So it's really tiring to take ordinary people's feelings into consideration A person, right, Gintoki."

"Ah? Gintoki actually thinks it's cool to be able to say lines like 'I am the only one in the world'. He deliberately takes all the limelight for himself."

"I haven't said that yet!"

"Gintoki," Geto Suguru waved at him naturally, as if recruiting an ally: "Do all families of sorcerers have such paranoid ideas?"

"It's better to say that sorcerers are prone to paranoia. It's already a level of paranoia that has grown into a person, just like blindly adding wasabi to sushi, even if the amount of wasabi is different, it's still choking. There are not so many black and white things in the world, little devils."

Neither of you is much better.

Gintoki's dull dead fish eyes clearly conveyed this meaning.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru were completely honest.

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