I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

"Clang clang clang!"

"This is your dormitory. Glass's is on the right and you are on the left."

Men are on the left and women are on the right, and the division of labor is very clear.

The squad leader thanked Gojou and said nothing.

"Hey, why don't you even say thank you, Jin'er-kun?" Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall, as rude as ever.

Shier:……

I can't tell you. I told you where my brother Fushiguo's cards are.

After all, he is the one who bloody tortured DK Gojo Satoru.

However, if you don't say it, you can't express it. She frowned and finally gave a snort. Fortunately, Gojo Satoru didn't hold on.

In other words, he didn't have time to worry about these little things.

Fujiwara Jie's best friend, who was covered in blood and without breathing or heartbeat, was enough for him to get interested in investigating the situation.

After the squad leader and Shi'er saw him teleport and disappear, they both looked at each other and walked into the room on the right at the same time.

After closing the door, because they were not sure whether Gojo Satoru had really left, or were afraid that he would retaliate, the two decided to exchange information by handwriting.

The monitor slowly wrote on Shi'er's palm with his right hand.

[How did we get here, do you remember?]

Shi'er read it out in his mind, then thought about it, and also drew it on the squad leader's hand.

[It seems that when that guy Ikeda appeared, a few of us came]

There were only a few of them here, and they all happened to be on the stage.

Could it be that the stage has the effect of traveling through time and space?

The squad leader sighed, even if it did exist, it would definitely not exist in this world.

It's impossible to go back and rely on them. We can only see if Gojo Satoru can do anything.

[What should we do next? Just wait here, monitor]

Otherwise, there is no good way.

[Do you believe Gojo Satoru’s theory that we are co-existing entities in parallel time and space?]

[It doesn’t matter whether he believes it or not, we don’t do anything to this world, as long as we can go back, who cares what he thinks]

The squad leader's heart skipped a beat when she wrote this. She remembered Gojo Satoru's stepmother theory and her face turned dark.

I want to hit the cat.

……

Looking at the careless students who had left and returned, Noctua Zhengdao said with a stern face, "Can they believe what they said?"

"Who knows." Gojo Satoru couldn't sit properly, so he spread his long legs and lay there like an old man. Noctua's veins popped out when he saw his sitting posture.

"Okay, okay, I know what you're going to say." Before he could yell, Gojo Satoru waved his hands and sat upright.

"As we get older, old people get angry easily."

Noctua Zhengdao:......

He endures!

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, forget it, don't irritate the teacher anymore.

He reviewed the business, "It doesn't matter whether what they said is true or false." Under Noctua's righteous gaze, he lazily said: "If it's really an accident, just find a way to send it back, even if it's not."

Gojo Satoru raised his lips and said arrogantly and confidently, "I am the strongest."

【We are the strongest】

Since then, the two people back then have become one person.

……

So, can’t time pass a little slower?

The white-haired man with six eyes was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, his head and face covered with blood.

A small pool of blood spread from underneath him.

Thinking begins to stagnate.

Six eyes, a rare relief.

There are footsteps gradually getting away.

Kazumi wanted to laugh a little, twitching her lips slightly and squirming feebly.

'boom'

A gunshot announced the end.

Destiny still goes to its determined point.

Astral body Tenuchi Riko died.

A few months later, Kazumi received news that the super magician Xia Youjie had defected.

He drags his cheeks, and does not have the angry temperament that Noctua Zhengdao thinks, nor does he even have the calmness on the surface and the idea of ​​exploding in the heart as Jiajiazi suspected.

He is very calm.

After all, he already knew it.

This is just a bitter summer.