Chapter 21 White School Uniform

Although he really wanted to make a lot of money by doing tasks, Xiao Lu You was never assigned any tasks after that.

I had no choice but to attend classes at the vocational college.

A week later, he received his school uniform.

but--

Why is my school uniform white?

Yuya's school uniform is standard and unremarkable, without any additional modifications like those made to Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke's uniforms; it's just the original standard uniform of the vocational high school.

However, when he received it, the color was different from everyone else's.

Gojo Satoru held up the school uniform to Yuya and said, "What does it matter? Isn't white just as good? You'll stand out in a crowd."

"From now on, when we go out, you walk in front, and Jay and I walk behind. We'll call you Big Brother again, and everyone will be afraid of you."

Yuya Kojiro was speechless: "Why would I want others to be afraid of me?"

"Oh, white clothes look great on you too, they suit you very well."

Yu reluctantly changed into his new school uniform, which fit perfectly: "But white gets dirty very easily."

Just imagine, when you're out on a mission, blood splatters everywhere, remnants of cursed spirits fly around, and dust is kicked up in the battle. Any stain on your white school uniform will be especially noticeable.

"Not everyone has such a convenient technique as [no limits] as you."

Gojo Satoru admired Yuya's new school uniform: "Yuya, you should be a little more efficient when you exorcise cursed spirits. You're a ranged spellcaster, after all. Let your vines do the work, and you can just record from a distance."

"Smack."

Gojo Satoru felt something hit his shoe; it didn't hurt, but it made a loud noise.

He immediately became interested, squatted down, and took a closer look.

It was a sapling no longer than a little finger, with two tender buds swaying in the wind, but Gojo Satoru could sense a fierce aura about it.

Xia Youjie didn't have the Six Eyes and couldn't see the curse power on Nenya, but he intuitively guessed something: "Youye, is this your technique?"

Yuya Kojima's face showed obvious reserve, the kind of expression that said, "I'll only tell you out of kindness if you ask, otherwise I won't tell you."

proud.

"Yes, it's a new technique I developed. After I infuse the seed with my magical power, I can use that power to make it germinate. Seeds that I've germinated can move freely within a three-kilometer radius of me and are self-aware."

"And what they see can be passed on to me, making them a great help in obtaining information."

Gojo Satoru: "You'd be a great spy. Yuya, are you going to peep on me while I'm taking a bath?"

“It’s a great tool for gathering intelligence,” Yuya Kojiro corrected casually before continuing, “but I need to replenish my magical power from time to time, otherwise it will disappear in about half a day.”

"He just had a heart attack, does that mean he can understand what we're saying?"

"Yes."

Xia Youjie: "He's got a really bad temper... um, a seed?"

Yuya squatted down and gently touched the top of the sprout. The sprout wrapped a tender leaf around his finger in a dependent manner: "I gave it a very simple name, just called [Sprout]."

Xia Youjie stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Generally speaking, plants cannot exist without soil, but the seeds you induced can do that. In that case, could we have [Sprout] do some work normally? After a battle, hand over a towel to wipe away sweat, or run errands to buy water when thirsty."

"Smack."

[Sprout] also followed Xia Youjie's example.

It waved its tender buds wildly, and if it could speak, it would probably hurl some very vulgar insults.

—Damn humans, you don't want to work, but do you think it does?! You have to understand that it's only been two days since it was forced to be born; in human terms, it's still just a baby!

How can you let a baby do chores!

[Ya] is quite courageous.

Although it is only two or three centimeters long, it dares to challenge giants who are 1.8 or 1.9 meters tall.

However, he might still feel a little scared. After beating Xia Youjie, he pulled his seedlings out of the soil, pulled them up from Xiaolu Youye's pants, and finally hid them in the hair behind Youye's ear.

It remained motionless, looking very much like some kind of special hair clip.

Gojo Satoru was jealous: "Yuya! Why can this little thing stay on you! I want one too!"

Yuya Kojiro said incredulously, "What nonsense are you talking about? [Bud] is part of my spell. If it's not on me, is it supposed to be on you?"

Gojo Satoru looked thoughtful: "It's not impossible."

[Bud] What Yuya can see, he can also see.

In other words, if [Sprout] keeps following him, Yuya will be able to see his stunningly beautiful face when he falls asleep, and his perfect body when he takes a bath.

It's fine for a day or two, but after a while, he doesn't believe You has any feelings for him!

After all, Yuya was once captivated by his face.

Yuu-chan ignored Satoru Gojo.

This guy is so immersed in his own world that he can never understand how Gojo Satoru could have so many strange and unusual ideas.

Yuya often feels out of place among his peers because he is not twisted enough.

Today is Saturday, a day off for the college, and there are no scheduled classes for either academic subjects or magic.

After receiving his school uniform, Yu wanted to go back to his dorm to relax, but the two perverted guys disagreed.

Gojo Satoru: "Yuya, look at this beautiful sunshine! How can we waste our time in the dorm?"

Yuya looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds.

“It’s not us, it’s me. You can do whatever you want without taking a break.”

Xia Youjie: "Yuye, we're one. To show the unity of the first year, we should do everything together."

Yuya sighed inwardly: "So what do you want?"

"Let me make this clear in advance, I don't want to spend the night outside anymore."

Gojo Satoru and Natsumi Yuki exchanged a glance.

They didn't actually have any good suggestions; they just didn't want to separate from Yuya.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't come up with a result after a long time, Yuya took the initiative to offer a proposal.

"So, shall we go see a movie?"

**

Yuya's proposal was approved unanimously, and the three of them changed into their own clothes and took a car to the movie theater.

Not wanting to be disturbed, they didn't have their assistants escort them; instead, they took a bus to transfer to the tram themselves.

There weren't many other people on the bus that passed by the college, so the three of them boarded and found seats. After a bumpy ride of more than half an hour, they finally arrived at the tram stop.

"Oh no, the doors are closing! Hurry up and get in the car!"

The tram doors beeped as they closed. Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu boarded first, then dragged Youye into the carriage.

Yuya, still shaken as Gojo Satoru held him in his arms, said, "It's not like we're in a rush. We can wait for the next trip."

If someone gets their foot caught in a tram door, would they survive?

"Hey! Danger!"

The tram doors were slowly closing when a boy in a tracksuit and baseball cap swung his racket at the tram door from the stairs. The racket landed squarely in the middle of the door, blocking it, and the boy used this opportunity to rush inside.

The racket was removed, and the car door was closed normally.

Everyone around him was stunned by his behavior, but he acted as if nothing had happened, put his racket back into his pocket, and then found a corner to stand in.

Gojo Satoru whispered, "Ketsu, this is the first time I've felt like I've been outdone in terms of being cool. Maybe I should try it next time I ride the train."

Xia Youjie: "Why do you always develop this strange competitive spirit in such strange places?"

Xiao Lu You also sized up the boy.

He was described as a boy... but perhaps "shota" would be a more accurate description? He looked to be around twelve or thirteen years old, carrying a tennis racket on his back. His bare arms and calves showed signs of exercise, but his muscles weren't exaggerated.

Is he considered a handsome young man?

Noticing Yuya's gaze, the boy looked up and met his eyes, but quickly looked away again.

Expressionless.

Okay, he's a cool and aloof young man.

"Yuya, are you listening to us?"

"Huh? What were you guys talking about?"

Xia Youjie: "I asked Wu what kind of movie we wanted to see. Currently showing ones include *Three Extremes II*, *Asura's Eye*, *The Canary*, and *Star Wars: Episode III – Revenge of the Fallen*. Anyone interested?"

Yuya Kojima chose one based on his intuition: "Midnight?"

Gojo Satoru: "Midnight? What a strange name, what does it mean?"

Yuya Ozawa: "It's a Chinese way of saying it, probably an old term used to describe time. If you convert it, it roughly refers to the time between 11 PM and 1 AM."

Gojo Satoru: "So you're saying this is a movie about time? A philosophical one?"

Xia Youjie looked at the information he could find: "It shouldn't be. This movie is labeled as horror."

"A horror movie? That sounds really interesting." Yuya's eyes lit up. He loved horror and suspense movies. Although he couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw scary scenes, and he usually didn't dare to watch them alone at night, he still enjoyed them immensely.

The tram arrived at the station, and the three of them got off. Xiao Lu You also noticed that the arrogant young man got off at the same stop. After walking together for a while, they realized that the other person was also there to see a movie.

Xia Youjie went to buy tickets, Xiao Luyou went to buy popcorn, and Wutiao Wu stood at the ticket gate waiting for them.

A V-neck short-sleeved shirt revealed her delicate collarbone, and black trousers accentuated her long, even more perfect legs than a model's. Even just leaning against the wall playing on her phone, Gojo Satoru attracted the attention of those around her.

Gojo Satoru didn't enjoy this kind of gaze; in fact, he found it somewhat annoying.

So when Yuya came back, he immediately pulled him into his arms.

Xiao Lu You also said nervously, "Be careful the popcorn doesn't spill!"

Xia Youjie returned with the movie tickets: "We arrived at a pretty good time; we can go in now."

They found seats and sat down. The three of them were in the last row, and there was no one else there.

— He bought a whole row of Xia Youjie cigarettes.

The lights went out, and the movie began.

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A cocky young boy passed by and cursed his way back to the film set.

A typical day of dating in DK.