Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys Chapter 146

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Geto Summer Oil is serious.

Even if Glass herself lightly brought up the issue, he would just regard it as a blockage in his way of obtaining information directly from Glass.

Whether it was to go around in circles to get information from Mr. Ye Moth, or simply get clear official instructions from the upper level, they would not give up easily until they got a clear answer.

Nitro received Geto Suguru’s unreserved kindness.

It was a sincerity unique to adolescent boys and girls, warm and pure. Although it was asked with a steady tone and a calm smile, it seemed to burn up the entire summer.

The sound of people discussing the roof nearby gradually became quieter.

For a moment, the only sound in the quiet was the breathing of the people gathered in the corridor, which mixed with the buzzing of cicadas, making people feel particularly soothed.

It seems that as long as you speak up and seek their help, any big problem that you have no background to rely on can be easily solved.

At this moment, Glass couldn’t help but think so.

But.

She just walked towards the classroom with a normal expression.

“It’s nothing serious, just letting me know in advance. I think they’ll notify me soon.”

Have you heard of the story of being guilty of possessing a treasure?

The precious reversal technique that can work on other people is such a huge treasure in the hands of an ordinary girl like Ieiri Nozomi who has no background in the world of magic to rely on.

Because she has no family background that can protect her talents, Nozomi herself is already a resource in the world of sorcery.

Because Nozomi herself does not have the power to be unlimited, she can only entrust her personal safety and freedom to the high-level officials in the world of sorcery.

It was like her family was forced to abandon her voluntarily after she acquired talent.

Among the same period were Gojo Satoru, Zenin Gintoki, and Suguru Geto.

Their surnames all represent their respective family lines, and are a safe haven called family.

Only the glass is different.

The surname Jiaru does not represent any family, and she has no place to go back to.

So strictly speaking.

“I don’t really have anything to complain about. It’s just an internal ban on going out. You think that the high-ranking officials have reached that age, so they will definitely pay more attention to health issues. And when my whereabouts are not monitored, there may be a big incident where the sorcerer cannot get treatment.”

“Even if I can’t get out by myself, you guys are here for me,” Naoko’s tone became a little lighter, and she deliberately skipped a few steps, “But please spare me the trouble of causing trouble after a quarrel.”

“Walking, shopping, girls want to go shopping, these things are all with Utahime-senpai. If you have a senior accompanying you, even the assistant supervisor can’t say anything.”

“So you guys don’t have to make that kind of expression.”

Especially Gojo Satoru.

When Glass turned her head, she saw that the problem child, who was already tall enough, had put his chin on Gintoki’s head and was poking it like a woodpecker.

But he still showed a ferocious and disgusted expression with bared fangs and claws.

He was just about to say: What nonsense are you talking about.

Ugh, it makes me so angry.

Even in this atmosphere, Getsu still chose a firm and gentle educational method, and even tried to communicate before taking action.

If you have the ability, beat him.

Gintoki was about to grab him down, but Gojo Satoru managed to avoid the resistance.

However, he did not sense the murderous intent of the boy and girl at all, and continued to complain unscrupulously: “She looks like the heroine of a tragic movie. In the movie we watched before, the heroine had this kind of look before she sacrificed herself. Right, Gintoki.”

“You were asleep, so why can you still remember the heroine’s eyes?”

“Didn’t I kindly accompany you to the toilet in the middle of the night? The time you need is enough for you to wake up and take a look.” Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and the next second he completely restrained his superficial nonchalance.

The eyes that were originally smiling immediately revealed an icy blue chill.

Gojo Satoru lacks the gentleness to think from others’ perspective.

If he had learned about the order that Glass was under house arrest by the top brass of the sorcery world before the test of courage competition, he would definitely not have made any unnecessary comments.

After all, it was Nozomi’s problem that she had to be controlled. It was because Nozomi was not as strong as Geto Suguru, who had the hard power to fight against the world of curse arts, that she had to listen to those rotten oranges.

This has nothing to do with Gojo Satoru.

But now it’s different.

Currently, Glass is nominally recognized as the strongest in Jujutsu High School by all the freshmen. The strongest lady has been grounded. Doesn’t this mean that Gojo Satoru, the strongest, will also be reduced to being grounded one day?

How can I bear it then?

“Let’s go and tear off the roof of the high-rise building.”

“Wait, Satoru, you’re jumping around too much,” Xia Youjie said helplessly, “You should at least give a more formal reason to file a written complaint. This is not a childish protest, it’s not like the strike and march we had earlier.”

“No way? Just do it. You said I’m in my rebellious period now.” Gojo Satoru rolled off Gintoki indifferently, swinging his arms arrogantly, and the whole person was like a swaying seaweed: “They deserve to be kicked for disturbing teenagers’ enjoyment of their youth.”

“Right, Gintoki.” The warm-up exercises were sufficient, and Gojo Satoru looked at Gintoki with interest.

There is a look in his eyes saying “come on, come on, we are short of one person to clear the dungeon”.

“Ah?” Gintoki picked his nose indifferently under Gojo Satoru’s expectant gaze, and refused bluntly while rubbing the ball: “Who wants to cause trouble? Those are big shots, one or two of them have already risen to that position. No matter how you think about it, it’s not a good idea to just lift the roof off their house casually.”

Perhaps you still have no idea what this term means to the top brass in the world of sorcery.

To put it another way, it is equivalent to the Shogun’s family that Gintoki is more familiar with.

A bunch of people acted like bosses, not turning on the lights, relying on a few flickering candles for lighting. They stayed in a closed little room, looking down from above and giving orders to the people working below.

All he talked about was the secret death penalty, immediate death penalty.

There wasn’t even a reprieve period in prison.

Even scarier than the young general!

But this is not actually the main reason.

Gintoki walked past the three people who had unconsciously stopped because of his rejection and said, “Ganoderma herself doesn’t think this arrangement makes any sense. What are you guys trying to do by jumping out one by one in indignation? Are you trying to be a hero? That’s why the second year period is really the stupidest time in a man’s life. And Gintoki has two of them around him.”

“If you don’t know what she really thinks, don’t step in and help make decisions. Maybe the path of a tragic heroine is more in line with her ideals, and then there will be a tragic hero who will see her weakness at some point in the future and save her from danger.”

Gintoki turned his head away and ignored Gojo Satoru who was about to refute, nor did he look at Geto Suguru who wanted to call a halt.

His eyes fell directly on Glass, who lowered her head.

“Do you want to be a tragic heroine, or do you want to be free? If you don’t care about things like this, you’ll just get lost while walking, idiot.”