Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys Chapter 177

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The moment their eyes met.

Gintoki twitched his lips.

Who invited Naoya out to play? Will he be satisfied only after he pissed off everyone present?

Oh no, we’re about to be exposed. Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru looked at each other.

It would be a bit embarrassing to delay and not catch the cake.

During the time when they tacitly slowed down their movements.

Naoya had already gracefully flipped through the open window and rushed towards Gintoki.

“Gintoki-kun! Ever since you entered the Tokyo school, I haven’t had the chance to go on a mission with you. Although it’s a shabby school with holes everywhere, it’s really reassuring to be able to see you fighting in this occasion.”

“Really? I feel uneasy when I see you. Please get out of this set quickly.”

Gintoki broke free from the encirclement of Geto Suguru and the others, and in the process dodged the hand that Naoya stretched out to him.

Naoya just waved his hands when he failed.

“You’re so cold. Actually, Gintoki-kun must be happy to see me. After all, I came all the way from Kyoto just for you today. I’m—”

As soon as a syllable was uttered, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru moved at the same time.

One threw a punch and the other kicked to stop Naoya from revealing the spoiler he hadn’t said yet: “Who said that school is a shabby campus?”

“There are mosquitoes.”

Naoya dodged but failed to dodge Aoi’s attraction, and was kicked sideways. He retreated, holding his abdomen, “You are so ruthless. We are accomplices of the three great families. Wu-kun is the same. He came all the way to Tokyo to study, which caused quite a stir. It’s very sincere.”

Whether it’s Geto Suguru or Ieiri Nozomi.

Anyway, they are just useless people with little talent but no family, and they are not on the same level as them.

There is no noticeable difference in school, but once you truly step into the world of sorcery, the natural difference in treatment will make you face the reality.

Gojo Satoru, who is called the Son of God by the Gojo family, can still cooperate with each other in such a tacit and equal attitude.

It’s incredible.

“Ah? What’s it to you where I go to school?”

Gojo Satoru leaned forward and spoke in a low voice, “If the Zenin family didn’t want to release the people directly, they wouldn’t have called you. It’s fine if you can come, but don’t cause trouble for me without permission.”

“Even though we were friends since childhood,” Naoya still raised his head with a proud smile, even though he could hear the undisguised sense of distance in Gojo Satoru’s words.

“It doesn’t make sense to say happy birthday to a bunch of unpresentable things. Of course, it’s more valuable to be the first one.”

“The old Satoru-kun would have said it himself without hesitation.”

Now what is this.

Has the companion spirit been awakened?

It’s okay to treat family members, but it’s incomprehensible to treat a mere colleague like this.

“It’s not that simple.” Gojo Satoru snorted coldly.

Abandoning Naoya who stayed obediently after being beaten, Gojo Satoru caught up with the distant figures of Gintoki and Geto Suguru: “Hey – it’s enough for you to abandon Naoya, why don’t you take me with you!”

indoor.

The people who were already rushing to decorate the cake had their plans disrupted by Naoya’s sudden action.

“I didn’t pay attention to where Naoya-sama was going for a moment, and something went wrong. It seems that Gintoki-kun has already noticed something is wrong. There is no time to cover up the flaws. Send the signal now!”

“Signal?”

“Please! Miss Mingming.”

Asuka waved at the crow waiting in the kitchen, and Meimei and Iori Utaha behind the dormitory building immediately got the message.

“How can I get the price for this job?”

“Hey, isn’t it free?” An Geji half-knelt down, covered her ears with one hand, and subconsciously shrank back.

Holding the match in his hand, he moved closer to the fuse with trembling hands, and tried several times but still nothing happened.

Mingming gently pushed Angeji’s back from behind, raised his head and smiled softly amid the screams: “How can everything be free?”

Almost the next second after giving the signal, Asuka put the whole cake in Nozomi’s hands and pushed her to get out quickly.

When the children saw the fragrant strawberry cake in Naoko’s hand, they cheered and followed.

The moth stayed at the end and watched them running towards the door.

The moment you open the door.

The fireworks bloomed together.

The brilliant light lit up the night, and the petals spread out in all directions, streaking across the darkness like golden flames, and then fell like a waterfall.

Magnificent and dreamy.

The golden leaves of the Jujutsu High School were lit up in an instant, and Gintoki looked at the dazzling fireworks and the dormitory door that opened to him.

Xia Youjie’s voice rang out beside him. There was no need for rehearsal. As soon as he heard it, he knew how to react: “3, 2——”

“Happy birthday–!”

Gathered together.

And exceptionally clear.

Gojo Satoru’s voice, eager to prove his presence. The mixed shouts of children. Ye Mo’s steady voice with a rare gentle smile. Naoya deliberately left time with everyone and spoke a few seconds faster.

Asuka’s soft voice was like a whisper. Naoko carefully held the cake in her hands, blessing it while praying that next year would be the same as today.

“Originally, the cake that Wu prepared should have been bigger,” but then a tragic rollover accident occurred, and Geto Suguru omitted the ending of the huge cake.

He looked at the cake held by Glass: “But everyone prepared a handmade cake together, I think you will like this more.”

“It’s so dazzling that I feel like my eyes are about to cry.” Gintoki stopped where he was, the hem of his black kimono fluttering in the wind.

“Then cry. There are many people who are willing to comfort you and wipe away your tears.”

“Shedding tears and crying are two different things, right? Why do you look like Gin-san will definitely be moved to tears?”

“Because you…”

He had a nostalgic expression on his face, as if he saw a lost dream reappearing before his eyes.

Being able to give Gintoki such memories, the Zenin family might have been pretty good in the past?

Is feudalism a problem of individuals after people become poor?

before the delusion develops further.

An Geji ran over from behind the dormitory building, holding her knees and adjusting her breathing before she could catch her breath.

“Zenyuan! I have something I want to say.”

Five Zen temples in the crowd were called and looked over subconsciously.

When An Utahime finally straightened up, everyone looked at her.

Oops…

It seemed like the worst possible time.

Mingming pushed her forward: “This can be free, come on, Diva.”

“Happy birthday, Zenyuan.” Mingming said and walked calmly into the crowd.

“…” Angeji blushed.

This is a weird atmosphere. Sure enough, I should say happy birthday first, and talk about the rest after it’s over. I care too much about this matter.

I said it accidentally.

Can you just say happy birthday to me now?