I was so afraid of society that I wore a cosplay

The sudden appearance of the person and the sudden words made everyone stunned.

"You..." The squad leader stared at the person who seemed to be Gojo Satoru and murmured speechlessly.

What's the situation?

Didn't they travel through time in a stage play? What the hell is this second Gojo Satoru!

Or is it that the time-traveling god automatically added five enlightenments to them?

That Gojo Satoru that doesn’t even have a background board?

Kazumi calmly took in everyone's expressions, especially after seeing the blindfolded Gojo Satoru in this world, the smile on his face widened.

Feeling Xia Youjie's weight on his shoulders, he thought with a bad mood that Jie would be resurrected soon, and he would also see Jie's version of Xiao Qingmei. This was really a double happiness.

The space crack that was torn behind me has healed, and the weather is still sunny with blue sky and white clouds.

It seems that the two world consciousnesses have been communicated well.

Kazumi hurriedly came out of the prison gate, killed Naohua without stopping, took back Jie's body, and then bloodbathed the top brass in the magic world. Kazumi didn't care about the mess she had made, and Noctua Zhengdao and her classmate of three years were constantly cursing each other. Slap your ass and leave.

Anyway, the plot line has been completed, and the consciousness of the world has promised to protect them, at least they will not die, so Kazumi left very simply and coolly.

I hope old man Noctua won't get angry after seeing the little note I left.

An irresponsible thought flashed through Kazumi's mind, and she focused on the present moment.

Gojo Satoru didn't have any expression, or could he say he was calm on the outside but very excited on the inside? Kazumi, who was secretly guessing, heard him say coldly, "What's the matter? Satoru-chan."

That last sentence is so sarcastic.

Kazumi touched her chin, feeling that Gojo Satoru didn't hate his peers as much as Dazai Osamu.

He seemed to have thought of something on his face, tilted his head, blinked, and said in a shameless and cute manner, "I'm here for a trip, Wu-chan."

What kind of silver tone are you using? Don't play tricks! asshole!

The monitor screamed in his heart, feeling like he was on the wrong channel.

I have the character of a gentle and beautiful girl.

"Are they relatives of Mr. Gojo?" The trio, who had been refreshed by Gojo Satoru, didn't care about the unserious tone.

A smile appeared on the face of Knotweed Hisahito, "He looks very strong, too."

"You have discernment, Hisuhi~"

"I'm the strongest."

He Mei did not forget to consolidate her character, and landed lightly from the sky, smoothly sliding the person on her shoulders from a resisting posture to his arms.

The characteristic bangs brushed his neck and shoulders and returned to the owner's forehead.

That is……

The extremely evil curser——Xia Youjie.

Fushiguro Megumi's pupils tightened, her body tensed, and her defensive attitude was not concealed at all.

"What's wrong, Fushiguro." Hisato Hisashi noticed that his little friend was a little nervous.

Because he recognized someone as the villain leader who caused Hyakki Yakō.

The squad leader murmured in his heart, still not understanding what was going on with Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie.

Is it dressed like them, or is it me?

These days the world is almost broken into a sieve.

"It's okay, these two are also acquaintances of the teacher." Gojo Satoru's voice sounded a little low, and it was rare for him to be serious, which made Wild Rose look at him several times.

Shi'er was glad that there were almost no shots of him, so he continued to eat melon behind the squad leader with peace of mind.

Kazumi finally discovered the source of Gojo Satoru's inappropriate attitude towards him.

He hugged Xia Youjie's body, which was neither breathing nor heartbeating, and suddenly realized.

"You care?"

This was directed at Gojo Satoru. In Kazumi's opinion, Gojo Satoru didn't even eat Naohua, the perfect meal replacement. Obviously, except for his hero, everyone else was labeled as a fake.

You shouldn't care about other heroes' situations.

This question reached Gojo Satoru's ears, and it became a huge taunt to him by a man who was so arrogant that he could just come to other people's worlds and unabashedly carry around the trash that his dead friend didn't keep properly.

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