Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys Chapter 093

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Geto Suguru, who was standing to Gintoki’s left, immediately raised his voice of objection: “Satoru, if you act too recklessly, most of the human race will surely live in a state of constant fear for a long time. The underlying fear will destroy people’s hearts, and the collapse of social order is not impossible.”

Gojo Satoru on Gintoki’s right seemed to have found a topic of conversation, “How can they be so fragile? Such people are only a small minority, how can they represent the entire society? As long as we get rid of the cursed spirits, they will realize that there is no need to panic, and they will live on as they should.”

“It seems that we have different opinions.” Xia Youjie smiled gently, but had no intention of giving in.

“Huh? You’re finally going to show your tough stance. After all, this world still depends on strength.” Gojo Satoru felt the aura he exuded and pointed to the playground outside.

“Go outside, Jay.”

“The class is still in session, where do you want to go?” Ye Moth moved his hands a few times, his fists already eager to hit someone on the head.

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

What if I get beaten?

They immediately stood on the same side, trying to escape the teacher’s iron-fisted education.

“Wait a minute, teacher! I can explain it!”

“Well, Wu just invited me to continue the debate after class and not to disrupt the order of the class.”

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

The two men, one in black and one in white, didn’t even say a word to defend themselves. They just sat there obediently with smoke coming out of their heads.

But it doesn’t end there.

“What are you looking at, Gintoki?”

Gintoki’s body trembled.

Not only did those two idiots quarrel, they also took their anger out on him!

“Um, do you want to know the secret of the Dark Continent? Night Moth!”

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

Now the three of them had a big smoking bump on their heads.

Glass, who was sitting in the back, couldn’t bear to watch and blocked her sight with her hands.

Wow so silly.

Take another look.

Phew.

After class, Gojo Satoru lazily lay on the table, rubbing his face against the cold tabletop, and then rolled over to Gintoki’s side, wantonly crossing the edge of the desk.

“In the final analysis, this is how the world works. No matter how correct something is, the truth is still in the hands of those with the biggest fists. Authority can only be authority because it is backed by power.”

Strictly speaking, this is also an objective fact.

It is limited to Jujutsu Kaisen. Since those with bigger fists have the right to make the rules, the rules will naturally protect the interests of that small group of people.

As for other people who are oppressed, as long as they can still survive, that’s enough.

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

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

Xia Yujie organized his notes neatly in his notebook and debated as he did so.

Lost in power, thinking that having power means you can control the fate of others at will.

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

Cursers whose behavior is as terrible as cursing have lost their humanity in the eyes of sorcerers, and can be considered curses of the same status as cursed spirits.

“That’s an extreme situation.”

“You’ve almost reached an extreme point, Satoru.”

“Ahh…you’ve been nagging me all the time. Have you ever considered treating ordinary people as equals to yourselves? All you talk about is the strong and the weak.” Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Gintoki immediately stopped them.

Gojo Satoru alone is very noisy, and Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru will be even noisier when they get together!

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

It would be better if they fought. He would rather they fought now!

Both Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru stopped arguing.

Gojo Satoru was thinking: Is this question something that needs to be considered… Of course, it’s impossible to be equal.

After he was born, there were rarely ordinary people around him who were pure enough to be completely ignorant of the world of sorcery.

In the eyes of someone like Gojo Satoru, who is considered to be at the top of the world of curse arts, curse masters who are ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and rush here to die can be considered scum, and ordinary people are almost ants.

Even the lowest level fourth grade cursed spirit can cause distress to ordinary humans.

Anyway, they are beings that can be crushed if you are not careful. Can ants be compared with humans?

His mission is to try his best to save ordinary people.

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

Gojo Satoru stared blankly.

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

“I think it’s equal.”

This is their fundamental difference.

Born into an ordinary family and always living in an ordinary world, Geto Suguru only thinks that he is a strong man because he has gained power.

His definition of strong and weak has nothing to do with the difference in identity between sorcerers and ordinary people; it is simply a division based on 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 man.

The strong have an obligation to protect the weak.

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

Gojo Satoru was holding onto Gintoki’s arm, and was so frightened that his body was shaking. “Ah? How is this possible? Has the good student’s brain frozen? Help, Glass, Jie’s brain is broken!”

Glass was lazily lying on the table. When she heard the voice, she looked at them and said, “Do you want to cut it off?”

“Don’t cut it off! It’s not like you have to cut off whatever is broken!”

“I think it’s strange to be so open about inequality. How should we deal with this situation, Nazo? Satoru has achieved species mutation.”

“It’s better to cut it off.”

“I told you not to cut it!”

Gojo Satoru calmed down. He moved closer to Gintoki, trying to prove that they were on the same side: “So it’s really tiring to consider the feelings of ordinary people, right, Gintoki.”

“Huh? Gin-san actually thinks it’s cool to be able to say things like ‘I’m the only one in the world’. He’s deliberately taking all the limelight for himself.”

“I haven’t said that yet!”

“Gintoki,” Geto Xiayou waved at him naturally, as if recruiting an ally: “Do all families of sorcerers have such paranoid thoughts?”

“It’s better to say that sorcerers are prone to paranoia. This is already the 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 still chokes people. There are not so many black and white things in the world, little ghosts.”

Neither of you two is any better.

This meaning was clearly conveyed in Gintoki’s dull, dead fish eyes.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru became completely obedient.