The black woman's expression was calm at that time.

This tranquility was like the moment before a storm, almost making people subconsciously realize how turbulent it was. All the people present were smart, and they all stared at the smiling black-haired woman in silence, as if they wanted to see through her.

She lowered her eyes, her gaze focused on Gojo Satoru's eyes, the haziness giving people a strange sense of unreality.

Gojo Satoru: "Since you said it's not important, I won't ask anymore."

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru changed the subject himself.

At this time, Atobe Nanako looked at Gojo Satoru in surprise, and Gojo Satoru lowered his head and looked at her. Although she couldn't see clearly what was in his eyes, she ultimately needed to subconsciously avoid him.

Atobe Nanako suddenly felt a little guilty. After all, she was not the real Geto Suguru, and this script was also thought up on the spur of the moment and might leak at any time.

But she couldn't calm down her emotions. The moment she was performing the script, she seemed to have experienced those things in her heart, as if she was Geto Suguru himself.

Nanako Atobe suddenly remembered what the system had told her before. Her script was a real parallel world, and she was the reflection of the characters in the parallel world on herself. In other words, at this moment, most of her body was indeed the parallel world's Kagome Geto.

Could it be that this is the emotion that Geto Suguru feels in the script world?

Atobe Nanako was affected by her emotions for a while and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. It was the first time she experienced such a fluctuation of emotions, and it gave her an indescribable feeling.

This is too real. Atobe Nanako secretly poked at the half-dead system, hoping it would give an explanation.

"Jae," Gojo Satoru called out, "What are you thinking about?"

At this time, Atobe Nanako realized that she had been in a daze for a long time. She came back to her senses and shook her head, feeling embarrassed in her heart, but on her face she smiled at Gojo Satoru: "I thought of you in my world."

Ieiri Shoko couldn't imagine the Gojo Satoru in the other world. She said, "What kind of person is the Gojo Satoru in the other world? Since she's a girl, her personality won't be the same."

The black-haired woman curled her lips and said, "She's exactly the same as Satoru in this world, but she's a little more coquettish." She seemed to have thought of something and continued to add, "Come to think of it, I feel the same way about Nazko."

It seems that even in a parallel world, the personality has not changed much.

"So what about the timeline in Genna?" Gojo Satoru asked, "Even parallel worlds have overlaps."

Black-haired woman: "It was around the time when Hisahito first entered the school. I came back this time just to see him..."

It seems the timeline is similar.

At this time, Gojo Satoru stood up, clapped his hands, and said in a lazy tone: "Then let's stop here. After understanding the situation, some things still need to be seen in the future, right?"

Then he hooked his finger at the black-haired woman and said, "But during this time, Jie and I must work together to educate the students well."

After that conversation, several people in the group seemed to have tacitly accepted the existence of the female Geto Kagome, and sometimes even helped the black-haired woman to hide her affairs.

After all, if the outside world knew about Geto Suguru's existence, it might cause another bloody storm.

"So, if you have any questions in the future, you can look for our teacher Xia Yu."

When Gojo Satoru pushed Geto Kagome in front of the first years to introduce him, the first years had already heard the news from the second years that the second years had been trained by Geto Kagome the entire morning, and their very frames seemed to be broken by the training.

Xia Yujie's ability is special, it is the curse spirit manipulation technique, so in this situation. They only saw that when they were fighting, the black-haired woman was slowly chatting with Gojo Satoru, but she still turned around from time to time to instruct their movements, asking them to pay attention to the movements and the means of exerting force.

Overall, the first years learned from the second years that Mr. Getsu seemed more reliable.

Of course Gojo Satoru knew what the students thought of him, but how could he take it to heart? If Jie Hao was his close friend, wouldn't it be fine if a close friend just liked him?

Gojo Satoru: "Jie, decide what classes you want to take yourself." This means to leave everything to Geto Suguru.

Yuji Itadori was the first to raise his hand: "Teacher, are we going to have a theory class?"

Kugizaki No Rose: "Eh? -- Is the theory class about to start?"

Fushiguro Megumi: "Theory class..."

The black-haired woman looked at them in surprise: "Theory class? Why is there such an option?"

First grader: …

Gojo Satoru said, “True knowledge comes from practice.”

First grade: ...

Atobe Nanako also believed that practical skills were the best teacher. Before the first-year students could react, she had already summoned cursed spirits and rushed towards them.

First grade: ...

Grade 1: So cunning!!

The first years struggled with the curse.

So a practical class started again. In the past few days, Atobe Nanako has not left the gate of the technical high school, and Gojo Satoru has not mentioned it either, but Atobe Nanako knows that if she brings it up, Gojo Satoru may let her go, but this may very well break the balance.

The superficial balance maintained by the high-level spellcasters and Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru's relationship with the high-level officials in the world of Jujutsu was not friendly to begin with, and because of her, there was a high possibility of greater conflicts in the future. If this superficial balance was torn apart, the consequences would be serious.

But Gojo Satoru doesn't care what others think.

The white cat only hoped that the black cat would not be so depressed. He was very sensitive to the black cat's initial bad mood. So the white cat wanted to make the black cat happy, and he used his tail to touch the black cat's fur carefully.

Then it meowed pitifully in the hope of attracting the black cat's attention, which probably meant something like "Why didn't you tell me? You are so heartless."

"Jay." Gojo Satoru approached the black-haired girl and said, "My students are all really good, aren't they?"

The black-haired woman nodded. They were indeed all very good students. Even Yuji Itadori, who was sentenced to death, was a bright and good boy.

"Jie, and Hui..."

"Oh, by the way, Wild Rose..."

"Sophomores..."

Atobe Nanako saw that Gojo Satoru was very annoying, and understood why Gojo Satoru and Kagome Kyo became close friends.

——They are so similar.

It is not a superficial similarity, but a similarity from the root. Gojo Satoru's recklessness is superficial, and his whole state is like a sword that has been unsheathed. Wherever he goes, it seems that he is holding the title of "Number One in the World" on his head.

However, Geto Suguru's pride is hidden inside. His appearance is gentle, harmless and even gives people a comfortable feeling. His state is more like a sword that has not been unsheathed. If it is unsheathed, blood will definitely be shed.

The black cat surrounded by white cats finally couldn't stand the harassment of the white cats anymore. She slapped the white cat with her paw. The white cat looked at her eyes aggrievedly and called out "Jie".

The white cat also pulled the black-haired woman's hair.

It was intentional. A tingling sensation of hair being pulled came from the back of her head, which made Nanako Atobe, who didn't like others touching her hair, become silent and the limit of her patience began to be compressed.

Nanako Atobe: "..."

Atobe Nanako: "Satoru, let's have a fight."

Girls' hair can't be messed with casually.

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

Gojo Satoru's eyes gradually lit up.

Although Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru were close friends during their high school days, fighting between the two was an indispensable peacemaker. In other words, if Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru didn't fight, even Ieyu Shoko and Yaga Masamichi would find it strange.

The two men never showed mercy when fighting, and both showed their sharpness, which made medical staff Nakanoko very uncomfortable, and she later learned the good habit of slipping away when they showed the slightest sign of fighting.

If they fight, they can destroy half of the technical college.

The black-haired woman and the white-haired man looked at each other, and gradually the special-grade cursed spirit that the first-years were fighting disappeared into the air.

After a few people looked at each other in confusion, their eyes turned to the black-haired woman. At this moment, sparks were flying in her eyes with Gojo Satoru who was standing next to her, and it seemed that they were about to explode.

The excitement in Gojo Satoru's eyes grew bigger and bigger. He was indeed the strongest, but the person in front of him was also Geto Suguru, his best friend. How strong had he become during this time?

First graders: …

Kugizaki Norose: "What's wrong with them? They look like they're about to fight."

Yuji Itadori: "It looks like a fight is about to break out. Did the teachers have an argument?"

Megumi Fushiguro: “…” He knew that nothing good would happen if these two people stood together.

Even the gentle breeze could not stop the two men from wanting to fight.

The sunlight still shines on them, and they look just like the teenagers they were a dozen years ago.

"Wu, do you want me to beat you up in front of the students?" The black-haired woman raised the corners of her lips.

"Jay, what are you talking about?" Gojo Satoru raised a corner of his eye mask.

The two men were equally arrogant and wanton, their tones were hostile yet filled with excitement. Almost in an instant, the two men seemed to attack at the same time, moving towards each other.

Without using any abilities, it was a visual feast of physical skills. Both of them moved very quickly, and Yuji Itadori and the others had never thought that Geto Suguru, whose ability was to manipulate cursed spirits, could actually possess such powerful physical skills.

The female Geto Kagome was not at a disadvantage, and was evenly matched with Gojo Satoru. The two attacked, separated again, and then collided.

Dust was everywhere.

There were sounds of breaking and crashing.

Crazy and powerful.