Find the undercover.

Through how to find the undercover.

Atobe Nanako immediately gave an answer.

Of course I knew it in advance.

Nanako Atobe, who has cosplayed Jujutsu O Sen twice, doesn't have a deep understanding of the show, but she still knows some of the plot. With the advantage of foreknowledge, Nanako Atobe was not surprised at all by Gojo Satoru's arrangement.

Therefore, this exchange competition is indeed not dangerous for Nanako Atobe.

After all, Nanako Atobe's cosplay is Gojo Satoru.

The strongest.

At this time, Atobe Nanako couldn't help but be glad that she was cosplaying as Gojo Satoru, otherwise she might be crushed in terms of power system.

Although cosplaying as Gojo Satoru is really tiring.

The double six eyes made Nanako Atobe's brain almost never stop thinking. Even when she was sleeping at night, the double six eyes could not help but analyze everything around her uncontrollably.

How did Gojo Satoru survive?

Atobe Nanako thought with some distress.

Mixed with irritability and unconscious chaos, Atobe Nanako clearly understood that cosplaying the strongest person was not an easy task. So when she met An Utahime, the inexplicable increase in coverage made Atobe Nanako's words a little bit venomous.

Looking at An Utahime's expression, Atobe Nanako finally came to her senses and thought about what she had just said with some doubt, but she was distracted by the coverage rate and felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said.

I'm just telling the truth.

After all, what could be wrong with five cats?

Atobe Nanako thought innocently.

And An Utahime's attitude towards Atobe Nanako is the same as what Atobe Nanako thinks, she hates him so much that she doesn't want to see him. It's almost like seeing the Mythical God, Gojo Satoru may not be very popular with her.

After chatting with Iori Utahime, Atobe Nanako met Gojo Satoru, and after communicating with the two of them, she finally confirmed her mission.

——Undercover.

Atobe Nanako thought.

The competition between the two schools is about to begin, but the atmosphere is not very tense. In fact, people from the two schools have met each other during the last "One Hundred Demons Night Parade", so they know each other's existence.

Norose complained about why they were not going to Kyoto - she had been looking forward to such a trip for a long time. When she was complaining, itadori Yuji noticed her, and the boy smiled and comforted her and said words of encouragement.

"You can go next time if you have time. If Nagisaki wants to go shopping, I can also help carry your luggage..." Yuji Itadori said, "But even though we met during the last "One Hundred Demons Night Parade", I don't know much about you..."

Fushiguro Megumi said calmly, "All those who came from Kyoto School are seniors, all of them are sophomores or above. We didn't actually have so much information from the last [One Hundred Demons Night Parade], so it's understandable that we don't know."

Kugizaki Norose: "I have no interest in dealing with them..."

Yuji Itadori scratched the back of his head: "Kusaki..."

This time, even Yuji Itadori didn't know how to tell Kugizaki No Rose.

The relationship between the two schools is not as good as imagined. Maybe on the surface they are sisters in the monastery, but behind the scenes there are various interests involved. Nagizaki Norose is protective of her senior and of course is partial to her senior.

A war between women.

Nagizaki No Rose brushed her hair back and threw her luggage behind her. "Forget it..." She took two steps forward, glanced behind her, then looked forward and finally spoke, "Where's that guy?"

Everyone knows who that guy is referring to.

Panda: "It seems that Wu called him away."

Zenin Maki: "After all, it's not realistic to ask her to stay here and wait for someone."

Inujuanji agreed.

Yuji Itadori said that he was holding a dessert prepared for "that guy" as they were calling him. After all, Mr. Gojo liked to eat it very much, so that guy should also like it.

"The desserts at that shop are too greasy." commented Nagizaki No Rose.

"But it's somehow very suitable for Mr. Gojo." After thinking about it, Yuji Itadori answered seriously.

Panda interrupted: "Wu really likes sweet things."

The clouds in the sky are floating lazily.

The wind blew leaves past them.

"The competition is about to begin..." Nagizaki No Rose looked at the sky, and stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight with disgust. When she lowered her head and looked forward, Kyoto School was already waiting there.

The teacher from Kyoto School seemed to be angry about something and walked towards them with a frown on his face.

At this time, they also saw Gojo Satoru following behind the teacher, smiling and seeming to be saying something.

Tokyo people: "..."

Tokyo Crowd: Are you trying to attract hatred before the game even starts?

Iori Utahime: "Go to hell, Gojo Satoru."

Gojo Satoru: "The Utaha is so fierce."

Iori Utahime: "What tone do you want me to use when speaking to you?"

Gojo Satoru: "Girls should be more gentle..."

An Utaha: "Go to hell."

"Eh——" Gojo Satoru wanted to continue saying something, but everyone from the Tokyo school couldn't stand it anymore.

Panda: "Wu, why don't you come over first."

Kugizaki Norose: "Disqualified teacher..."

Yuji Itadori waved the dessert in his hand, including some for Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru walked over slowly: "Is everyone ready?" He waved and greeted.

Kugizaki No Rose: "You've already prepared it."

Junpei Yoshino: “Everyone has worked hard for this day.”

After listening to the students' answers, Gojo Satoru nodded with satisfaction and looked at the principal opposite him. The latter had just argued with Yega Masamichi, and neither of them seemed to be convinced by the other's point of view. There was even something growing in the dark.

The principal of Kyoto School glanced at Gojo Satoru's face and said nothing in the end.

Even if the conversation was unpleasant, he still had a way.

Gojo Satoru was too lazy to argue with this old man.

Several people from the Tokyo school gathered around Gojo Satoru, looking around, and finally Yuji Itadori asked in confusion: "Teacher Gojo, why didn't the senior come to participate in this competition?"

He asked, "Did you forget the time?"

Kugizaki Norose: "This is not just forgetting the time, does that guy have any concept of time?"

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and said, "I remember that I still have a good sense of time."

Tokyo people: ...

They remembered that Gojo Satoru would occasionally be late for half an hour or an hour for operations. They looked at Gojo Satoru in silence and complained in their hearts that what Gojo Satoru said had nothing to do with him.

Kyoto schoolmate, who didn't understand what was being said, said impatiently, "You guys are still dragging your feet?"

Kugizaki Norose, who had long been annoyed with Zenin Mayi, sneered and spoke first: "Hey, you seem to be extremely scared of this competition these days. Even your complexion and skin have become extremely bad. If you admit defeat now, I will not show mercy in the future."

"You're not even willing to wait for one person?" Kugizaki No Rose's tone was sharp.

Zenin Shinji wanted to say something, but Iemo Kenki frowned and spoke with his eyes closed, which made people worry about how he looked when he walked.

He said, "Are there any members from the Tokyo school?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly spoke with great interest: "Yes, it's a third-grade kid—"

“Very strong.”

His tone was vaguely boastful, and the reason for the boasting was unknown, but it was just boasting. This gave the group of people from Kyoto School a very bad premonition in advance.

Iori Utaha opened her mouth but in the end she didn't know what to say.

When they met just now, the principal of Kyoto School had already heard Gojo Satoru mention the existence of this person, but he didn't know who the other person was. It was not until Gojo Satoru emphasized it for the second time that he frowned.

A third-year student who was called strong by Gojo Satoru more than once...

Zenin Shin's expression gradually turned ugly. She was not a fool and it was obvious that she had thought of this.

Kugizaki No Rose said coldly: "Are you scared?"

Zenin Shinyi: "I think you are scared."

Kugizaki Norose thought about the third-grade girl and sneered.

"What did you say——?"

"Why, you wanna fight?"

Sparks flew across the field.

“Yo——”

"It hasn't started yet...are you arguing?" a voice suddenly interrupted.

This was the competition venue, and everyone present knew each other. There was no one they didn't know. The Kyoto school had gotten a feel for the Tokyo school during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, so they had a rough idea of ​​the situation of the Tokyo school.

——Those present should be all the participants of the exchange competition.

But at this time, Gojo Satoru spoke up: "Satoru-chan, you're taking so long—"

Before they could figure out who the "Satoru" that Gojo Satoru was talking about was, they had already seen the appearance of the person who came.

Long white hair, black sunglasses hanging loosely on the bridge of his nose and sliding to the tip of his nose as he moved, and his blue eyes looked exactly like someone on the field, as if they were copied and pasted.

She seemed to have no bones in her body and walked slowly, like an old man. With her hands in the pockets of her skirt, she swayed as if she was going to join some spring outing.

Connected to the "Satoru" sauce mentioned by Gojo Satoru.

Kyoto students: …

"Are you surprised?" the white-haired girl asked doubtfully.

Under the dull gazes of several people, she said: "Hey, hey, you are obviously not that old yet, why have you become like this? Is standing there stupidly a good habit?"

“You, you are…”

An Geji covered her face and lowered her head without saying a word.

What can she say?

What their school is facing next is nuclear weapons!

The white-haired girl smiled and clapped her hands while talking. Her eyes were meaningful when they fell on everyone in the Kyoto School. When the people in the Kyoto School were stared at by the white-haired girl, they couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs.

She lowered her voice but it sounded playful, and she curled her eyes sweetly as if mixed with syrup, looking like a child who had just finished a prank.

"Stop being in a daze."

"Let's start the exchange competition."

She ignored the silence and spoke frivolously.