Of course, Atobe Nanako's appearance was for intimidation, as she knew what was going to happen next. It was inevitable that Itadori Yuji would be targeted.

But she also had her own plans for what needed to happen next.

Atobe Nanako casually looked at the Kyoto school principal walking towards her, and she turned her head away meaningfully when she saw the flash of light in the eyes of the Kyoto school principal.

At this time, Gojo Satoru peeked over.

"What's wrong, Satoru-chan, did you find anything?"

Gojo Satoru's tone was frivolous and casual, yet it carried a sense of trust.

He believed in those eyes.

Atobe Nanako thought that Gojo Satoru was indeed very sensitive, and casually replied, "No, nothing."

Gojo Satoru was obviously very relieved about Atobe Nanako. He said, "Anyway, if [Satoru]-chan feels that there is something wrong, just resolve this communication immediately. If there is nothing wrong..."

He quietly lifted up a corner of his eye mask to look at the eyes that looked exactly like his own, and smiled, "Why not give those kids a chance?"

If it were the young Gojo Satoru, he would naturally not listen to other people's advice.

When he was young, Gojo Satoru was wild and unbridled. When faced with such an exchange competition, he hardly took it seriously and even wanted to end it immediately.

It doesn't make any sense.

——For Gojo Satoru.

The white-haired girl just glanced at him, the light in her eyes was ambiguous, and finally she responded with a "yes".

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment.

He never thought that his other self would agree so quickly.

Gojo Satoru understood his cocky personality during technical high school better than anyone else. He would not have agreed to these things if he were in that period.

Gojo Satoru looked at the white-haired girl.

The latter had a gloomy expression, and seemed to have no interest. Gojo Satoru looked at the white-haired girl meaningfully, and finally withdrew his gaze.

"What are you thinking about, Satoru-chan?" Gojo Satoru asked.

In response to Gojo Satoru's second question, the white-haired girl said, "Have you grown up to be a nasty adult? As talkative as that guy Ye Moth."

The moth who didn't go far away said: "..." I'm still here.

Yega Masamichi, who had no way to deal with his traitor, could only pretend that he didn't hear anything and walk away. Ever since Gojo Satoru became his apprentice, he had no way to deal with this genius with six eyes.

Can't control it.

Gojo Satoru knows each other's personalities, and Atobe Nanako, whose coverage rate is gradually increasing, can also feel what the Gojo Satoru family is testing.

The system exclaimed: "Very impressive."

Nanako Atobe replied calmly in her heart: "That guy's heart is as bright as a mirror, very smart."

System: "Gojo Satoru is the strongest in this world after all."

Atobe Nanako: "But what's next is also a gamble. This cosplay is going to be a life-threatening one. And I feel so excited right now, just because of these eyes."

"What are the chances of what will happen next?" she asked.

"The probability is unknown."

Atobe Nanako sighed in her heart and then said nothing.

The unpleasant tone made the system feel guilty.

Even a vacation is so tiring.

When Nanako Atobe heard that the system didn't answer, she stopped talking.

Gojo, who was standing there, was looking at Atobe Nanako. Although Atobe Nanako didn't say anything, he could guess that the white-haired girl must be thinking about something.

But actually agreeing to my first request is pretty good.

At this time, Tokyo School also had to go to their own lounge, and Atobe Nanako, as a participant, also had to go there. Seeing the first and second graders all heading towards the lounge, she also planned to go there.

When Atobe Nanako raised her head, she saw Ieiri Shoko standing not far away.

Ieiri Shoko also seemed to notice Atobe Nanako's gaze. She smiled and waved to Atobe Nanako, and Atobe Nanako responded to her.

"It's time to start, Satoru-chan." Gojo Satoru reminded her from behind.

White-haired girl: "Don't become the person you hate the most." She said meaningfully.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be unable to hear what was said. He smiled and said, "Oh - what kind of person do you want to be, Satoru-chan?"

The white-haired girl's expression was the same as Gojo Satoru's: "You're like this."

Gojo Satoru: "What a pity -- but then you'll end up like me."

The students walking in front of them turned around and shouted in their direction: "Seniors, let's go!"

Only then did Atobe Nanako walk towards the lounge of the Tokyo school.

Ieiri Naoko stood at the side and watched from a distance.

The teachers did not sit in the lounge as required, and Kaori Nisoko was not a real teacher and had no obligation to stay in the teacher's lounge. At this time, she had the right to choose whether to stay in the infirmary or go outside for a walk.

Ieichiro Shoko chose to take a walk outside.

Of course she knew that today was an exchange competition between the two schools. As a former high school student, Ieiri Shoko had also participated in such competitions.

As for the results...

Thinking of the appearance of her two classmates at the same time, Ieiri Shoko couldn't help but smile.

So arrogant——

The white-haired girl, who had let the students discuss the issue on their own, suddenly noticed Ieiri Naoko standing not far away, and raised her hand and waved to her.

Jia Ru Nishiko nodded slightly.

Gojo Satoru walked towards Ieiri Shoko.

Gojo Satoru: "Glass, do you want to come and watch this year's exchange competition?"

Ieiri Naoko: “A little interested.”

Between her fingertips was a long lady's cigarette, which she had probably just lit, and the mouthpiece was emitting red sparks.

She stood casually, leaning against the tree. Half of her face was blocked by the shadow cast by the leaves, and the sunlight shone on Naoko Ieiri's face. Her expression looked very focused, and her eyes were fixed on the lady's cigarette at the tip of her finger.

Those hands were beautiful, clean and didn't look like they had been holding a scalpel for a long time. Maybe because she hadn't been out in the sun for a long time, Ieiri Naoko's skin color remained white.

Ieiri Naoko glanced at Gojo Satoru who was walking over and said meaningfully, "Are you really letting that guy participate in this exchange competition?"

Gojo Satoru hummed, “Of course.”

He suddenly asked, "What do you think, Nitro?"

Ieichiro Nishiko thought about it carefully.

She was thinking very seriously. Gojo Satoru did not disturb her. He just stood next to Ieichi Nozomi and casually found a tree to lean against.

"Although I think it's quite bullying—" She spread her hands and spoke honestly, "You guys had such a cocky personality during your time in technical high school. I thought you and Geto Kagome would fight until graduation, but who knew that you two would suddenly mess around together like that. You really bullied your opponent in that exchange match."

"This time it's another Gojo Satoru. Even without Geto Kagome, the match will be one-sided." Ieiri Naoko flicked the ash from her cigarette and raised her eyes to look at Gojo Satoru's face. "Perhaps they are thankful that there is no Geto Kagome..."

Gojo Satoru laughed twice.

He laughed lightly: "Was it so serious at the time? I can't remember it anyway."

It's like I really can't remember it.

Ieiri Naoko: “…”

Ieiri Naoko retracted her hand and said speechlessly, "It's fine to lie to Mr. Yemo, but why are you pretending in front of me? You clearly remember everything you went through with that guy."

Gojo Satoru slowly raised his head.

Gojo Satoru played dumb: "Huh? Really? Even if Glass said so..."

Ieiri Naoko pointed it out expressionlessly: "Are you still pretending?"

Gojo Satoru then stopped talking.

At this time, Gojo Satoru had a gloomy expression. Although I couldn't see his face clearly under the eye patch, I could still imagine that expression. Ieiri Shoko can still remember the expression on Gojo Satoru's face a few years ago.

"Don't change the subject, Naoko." He spoke slowly, and the tone of his voice made Naoko unable to tell who was changing the subject. He continued, "Before, I was clearly asking you what you thought about [Satoru]-chan participating in this exchange competition."

"……fine."

Ieiri Naoko took a puff of cigarette and said, "There's nothing wrong with it. Satoru-chan wasn't pushed to that position by you..."

Gojo Satoru: "After hearing what Nazoko said, Satoru-chan seems a little strange."

Ieiri Nishiko: "It's convenient. It's just convenient."

Ieiri Shoko: "Let me finish what I'm not saying yet... Where was I just now? By the way, Satoru-chan was pushed to this position by you. You have your own considerations for whatever you want to do. Anyway, it's still a headache for me to think about this kind of thing."

Gojo Satoru, Xia Youjie, and his family entered the glass industry.

The three of them joined the high school at the same time and became close classmates, but it seemed as if a story belonging to Gojo Satoru and Summer Oil Geto was unfolding.

It's not that Ieiri Shoko doesn't exist in the story, but the position Ieiri Shoko occupies in the story is so small that Ieiri Shoko has always been like an outsider and has never joined in.

Gojo Satoru: "Is Nitro angry?"

Will you get angry? Will you feel sad? Will you feel helpless and like you are stuck in a quagmire? Will you question the future?

Ieiri Shoko no longer thinks about it.

Ieiri Naoko laughed softly: "Do you think I'm some kind of elementary school student who gets angry at something like this?"

Gojo Satoru said nothing.

Finally, Ieiri Naoko spoke up: "Please prepare a place for me."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and said, "Is Nazori going too?"

Ieiri Naoko: “A little interested.”

In previous years, Naoko Ieiri chose not to watch the exchange competitions. Firstly, her tasks were too heavy, and secondly, Naoko Ieiri had no interest in the results of the exchange meetings or any potential students.

This year is different.

This year, Gojo Satoru is participating.

It was Gojo Satoru who was in the second grade in Ieiri Glass's memory.

Ieiri Naoko: "Anyway, there won't be many people going except me... Although the result of the competition can be directly known..."

She thought: It had been a long time since she stopped to reminisce and take a break.

Those memories are like dreams.

Summer Oil Geto, Gojo Satoru, the Jujutsu High School... this series of dots are constantly connected and finally constitute the entire youth of Ieiri Shoko.