Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

"Get away from Naoko! Scum! Devil!"

Iori Utahime grabbed the salt inside and threw it out. Grabbed it again and threw it out again.

Gojo Satoru used the unlimited technique after being thrown once, but Gintoki was far away and had not entered the attack range of Iori Utahime.

So all the salt was given to Naoko.

Naoko: ...

Let's destroy it.

Naoko closed her eyes and adjusted the angle to prevent the salt from flying into her eyes.

Unfortunately, when she opened her eyes again, the world was still not destroyed.

Naoko's expressionless face was a little helpless: "Utahime-senpai, salt has no effect on scum and devils."

Only the poor man took everything.

Gojo Satoru stepped back from Naoko's back and landed beside Iori Utahime with a light jump.

Before she could react, he held his hand to grab the jar and threw it back in one go.

He pulled one of the two braids of An Utahime: "Gintoki, Gintoki, we are being exorcised as demons."

Gintoki grabbed the remaining braid: "Yes, Gojo-kun. But to be precise, you are a scumbag."

An Utahime quickly covered her hair to prevent them from shaking her head by the braids, "Use honorifics to seniors! You unworthy juniors!"

"Eh-honorifics? That kind of thing doesn't matter." Gojo Satoru decisively refused with an extremely cheerful voice.

Angry!

Scumbag plus scumbag! Are all the freshmen like this except Nozomi? The remaining one must be a scumbag too!

Suguru Geto, who didn't know that his reputation was damaged, came to the playground late and saw this scene.

He wanted to turn around and leave.

If Gintoki felt that he was taking care of children most of the time, then Suguru Geto was undoubtedly taking care of twice as many children. Just disappearing from sight for a while can cause trouble.

It has to be them. Xiayou Jie sighed in his heart without any praise, and at the same time covered his stomach.

Stomach, it has endured too much.

Just as Xiayou Jie wanted to turn around and leave, but still had to wait for the class at the designated place, he had to move forward at a snail's pace, he heard a chuckle coming from not far away.

"Interesting classmate, isn't it?"

High silver-white ponytail, enchanting figure and bewitching mysterious smile. When a lot of information was listed in front of Xiayou Jie, he first noticed only one thing.

She is very strong.

"I am Mingming, you are Xiayou." Although it was a question, the other party had obviously determined the answer.

Xiayou Jie showed a gentle smile and walked towards the playground with Mingming: "Is there a big difference between a sorcerer from an ordinary family and a sorcerer from the three major families?"

"Do you care? There is something different about you."

Xiayou Jie did not give a clear answer.

Mingming did not continue to ask: "The training method since childhood, the cognition cultivated together, and the help from the family. These are not important in Jujutsu High School. They are just your peers."

"Thank you, Miss Ming."

He might be a talent.

It is normal for adolescent boys and girls to have problems such as high self-awareness, rapid development of cognitive functions, and large mood swings.

But Xiayou Jie can quickly detect the part that he subconsciously cares about, and quickly abandon the unnecessary inferiority.

The ability to control self-emotions is already quite proficient.

For Xiayou Jie.

This emotion is probably like, he has been constantly exploring a very difficult topic for a long time. Finally, with his talent and ability, he has obtained quite significant research results.

As a result, after coming to a professional college.

I found that this field has actually matured, and there are even professional families.

My classmates who are as talented as me have lived in that environment since childhood.

They have already had a systematic understanding of the things that I have explored bit by bit.

At this time, he was not indignant, but worried about being left behind, which was a manifestation of maturity.

The mature mentality of Xia Yujie skillfully held down the two white-haired people who were grabbing Iori Utaha.

"Don't bully people who are weaker than you, Satoru, Gintoki."

"Who is weak? Call me senior, scumbag!"

The maturity on Xia Yujie's face could not be suppressed.

He quickly joined the team that shook the Utaha.

Before Iori Utaha was completely dizzy.

"Teacher Ye Moth is here." Naoko stopped the shaking Utaha team from the side.

The three people immediately let go, moved away, turned their heads and looked elsewhere, as if nothing had happened just now.

Scumbag!

Iori Utaha was moved and rushed to Naoko: "Noko-you actually live in such a dire environmentI will definitely help you!"

Help me.

Help me attract fire?

Glass caught An Uta and patted her on the back: "Okay."

In fact, the afternoon was mainly for the third-year seniors to meet the freshmen.

It's like our perennially short of people in the Jujutsu world finally has a few more people. Everyone can get to know each other and get along well. They can also be connections after leaving school.

As long as the students are together, they can lead each other to practice.

It doesn't matter if Ye Mo doesn't come.

However, this year's freshmen are particularly doomed.

Ye Mo soon found that he was right to come.

His eyes swept across the people present equally.

He turned around twice among the well-behaved Geto Suguru, the silent Glass, Gojo Satoru who tried to look away, and Gintoki who really started picking his nose as if nothing had happened.

"Who started the fight first? ”

“…”

In silence, Gojo Satoru raised his hand first and pointed at An Utahime.

He made a dignified accusation in front of her incredulous eyes.

“Teacher! Your student was called a scumbag and a devil!”

“I see, it’s you who did something, Satoru.”

Where is the trust between people!?

Unlike the shocked Gojo Satoru, An Utahime was caught off guard by the accusation of the villain first, and immediately turned to praise this wise and powerful judgment.

“Everyone go to clean the playground. "

Collective punishment?

Now everyone couldn't sit still.

Yemo's eyes didn't waver at all, just like the image of an unshakable teacher. No matter how cruel the result of collective punishment is, it is also a collective activity.

Anyway, it's to build relationships, no matter what you do together, it's to build relationships. Being punished together is called sharing hardships.

There is no room for protest.

They went to sweep the playground honestly.

"Ah, we are working together for the first time we met, it's quite peaceful." Even if there is no commission, there is no money to be made. Mingming propped up the long-handled broom and looked at the thin dust on the playground.

"Ms. Ming looks very strong, even if she faces a cursed spirit, she can easily deal with it, unlike the song girl, who will definitely cry in a few seconds."

"Who will cry!!!" An song girl threw the broom in her hand to Gojo Satoru.

"Miss." Gojo Satoru didn't even dodge, as if he was grading.