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Because everyone is curious, I specifically explained why the Shibuya Incident was over but the exchange meeting had not yet occurred. In Chapter 8, Yi Yi said: "I have messed up the order of the story."

He has no memory of specific events. All he knows are the dates and events when everyone died. So after he saved the grandfather and signed the contract with Ryomen Sukuna, the date was not the date in the original work, so a series of butterfly effects were triggered. If the order of the subsequent plots does not match, please forgive me.

I will explain what happened later, so the order of the story has been changed, thank you everyone. x After Gojo Satoru leaked such a small amount of information, he was stingy and didn't want to show his youth to Mizue Yi anymore.

The pink-haired boy hugged the quilt and muttered: "Tell me, will I steal your youth?"

Gojo Satoru snorted and crossed his arms, "What? Is Youren bold enough to challenge the teacher's authority now?"

The tone is willful, but the eyes are gentle.

The pink-haired boy covered his face and refused to pay attention to Gojo Satoru anymore. He wrapped himself in a blanket like a cute big white cocoon, twisted on the bed and said, "Don't pay attention to the teacher anymore!"

Gojo Satoru started tickling him: "Youjin, you must respect your teacher."

His fingertips were very cold, and when they touched Shui Jiangyi's warm body wrapped in a quilt as she slept, Shui Jiangyi couldn't help but curl up her fingers. But Gojo Satoru's fingers were very flexible, and Shui Jiangyi, who had difficulty walking, could not escape Gojo Satoru's clutches at all.

Moreover, she knew Shui Jiangyi's weakness very well, and made him laugh so hard that his shoulder blades hurt. He kept begging for mercy, "It's wrong, it's wrong! Teacher Gojo, stop it!"

Gojo Satoru put down his hands, clapped them and said, "Now you know how powerful the teacher is, right?"

Shui Jiangyi poked his head out from under the quilt. His pink hair was tangled on the sheets, but his eyes were much brighter than when he just woke up. With tears in his eyes, he whispered, "Teacher Gojo only knows how to bully people."

Seeing that Gojo Satoru was about to take action again, Ieiri Shoko directly interrupted their conversation.

She frowned and said to Shui Jiangyi, "You are so badly injured, why don't you lie down?"

Shui Jiangye hurried over and lay down on the bed.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Gojo Satoru: "Have you finished writing your report? Have you caught up with the person? Are you so free?"

Gojo Satoru sighed, he reached into his pocket, took out a lemon candy and stuffed it into his mouth, the sweet taste spread in his mouth, he rubbed the candy unconsciously with his teeth, his eyes a little blank as he said: "...that guy is hiding really well."

Today he followed the traces left by "Sugar Oil Killer" to search, but found nothing.

·

Shui Jiangyi has always felt that Rujia Ruoxiaozi is a very magical woman.

She is born very gentle, with soft long hair and a crisp white coat. She smokes a cigarette while putting her hands in her pockets. She has the potential to be a heroine in old comics. She is so beautiful that people admire her, but her violence is also evident.

There is only one type of people who often come to Ieiri Shoko's medical room, and that is the patients.

No matter young or old, male or female, the look in their eyes when looking at Ieori Shoko can be described in one word: awe.

The man in the black suit sat up from the bed with a pale face. He was very tall, twice as big as Ieiri Naoko, but when he looked at Ieiri Naoko, he bowed his head and shouted loudly, "Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Ieiri!"

Ieiri Naoko covered her ears and glanced at him coldly: "I hope we don't see each other again next time."

"Yes!" The man in the black suit bowed deeply again, then walked out the door, looking back every two steps.

Shui Jiang Yi was amazed, this scene reminded him of the glorious days when he was still a big boss in □□. Jia Ru·Fake Doctor·Real Big Boss·Nose took off the silicone gloves on his hands and threw them away without looking back. The silicone gloves lay correctly in the trash can by themselves.

She covered her mouth with her hands and yawned lazily. Suddenly she remembered something and looked at Shui Jiangyi and said, "Youren, how about we go out for dinner tonight?"

“…Huh?”

Mizue Yi was a little surprised, because as far as he knew, the high-ranking officials in the world of sorcery almost treated Ieiri Shoko as a treasure. Compared to Gojo Satoru's strength, Ieiri Shoko's status was even more special. She possessed the supernatural power to heal, and was the life-saving medicine for those high-ranking officials.

After so long in high school, this is the first time that Shui Jiangyi has seen Jia Ru Xianzi go out.

He was pushed by Ieori Naoko, and turned his head curiously and asked, "Don't you have any other invitations tonight?"

Ieiri Naoko thought for a moment and explained, "It seems like there was one, but I turned it down because I was going to meet someone in the evening."

One person?

So he was going to meet someone, Shui Jiangyi stopped talking and didn't ask any more questions. The person that Jia Ruo Xiangzi was going to meet should be someone who was not particularly worth mentioning.

In Yuji Itadori's hometown, the streets are always very cold in winter, with calf-deep snow on the ground, snow-covered treetops and roofs, pedestrians wearing thick coats, and a few small shops with people coming and going, old and dilapidated red light signs welcoming you, and retractable doors creaking.

But Tokyo is very lively in winter. The street lights are connected one after another, shining brightly against the lights in the workshops on the tall buildings. It is almost night, but it is still very bright.

The cold wind blew past his ears. Shui Jiangyi held his hands and exhaled gently. White smoke rose up and disappeared with the wind.

The snow on the ground was very thin, only a shallow layer with footprints of passers-by. He and Jia Ru Nishiko mixed in with the crowd of people going home from get off work, walking towards the city center like ordinary people, to attend a date with a friend at night after get off work.

Ieiri Naoko took him to a very luxurious restaurant in the city center. There were two rows of people in tuxedos standing outside the restaurant. When the man standing in the front saw Ieiri Naoko, he walked straight out and called out her name.

"Master Ieori, please follow me."

Ieichiro Naoko was not surprised. He pushed Shui Jiangyi and followed him in. Almost as soon as they walked in, Shui Jiangyi discovered the difference of this restaurant. It was filled with fluctuations of spells.

Because it was inconvenient to walk up the stairs, they took the elevator. Jia Ruo Xianzi pressed the button for the second floor and said to Shui Jiangyi, "Don't worry, this is just for people like me to go out."

Ah, yes.

Shui Jiangyi suddenly realized that there was no way Jia Ruxianzi could go to an ordinary place when he went out.

After exiting the elevator, I turned left and saw the first room. Ieiri Naoko opened the door. A large table of food had already been set up. Sitting at the table was a woman in a kimono with a large scar on her fair face. She was looking down at her phone and fiddling with something. When she heard the sound, she raised her head and smiled, "Noko, you're here. What's this?"

Ieiri Naoko pushed Mizue Ei to the table, sat down and said, "Well, this is the name you've heard of, Hisahito. That's right, that's the student that Satoru has been talking about every day recently."

The woman looked at Shui Jiangyi in surprise. She said gently, "An Uta-ji, a teacher at the Kyoto Prefectural Jutsu High School. I have heard of your name for a long time. I thought it would take a while before we would meet."

Ieiri Naoko added, "It was the high school that said they were coming to help us in Shibuya, but in fact, we couldn't see anyone."

An Utahime glanced at Ieiri Shoko with a smile, but she was not angry, after all, she was telling the truth.

Speaking of this, Shui Jiangyi does have some impression of it.

When he heard Gojo Satoru say that someone would come to support him, he was genuinely worried for a moment whether someone would come to disrupt his plan, although he did not see anyone later.

He sat upright and said, "Maybe he was trapped by someone?"

An Uta looked at him with some approval, and she said softly, "I invited you to come here today because I have a favor to ask of you."

"Hmm?" Ieiri Naoko was a little confused while holding a mouthful of food. "What's the matter?"

"I suspect that there is a problem within our school." An Utahi pursed her lips. "I am ashamed to say this, but it was Gojo Satoru who told me this when he came last time. After my investigation, I found that someone in the upper echelons was indeed wrong, and there have been many turbulent and turbulent things recently, so I would like to ask you to join me in the investigation at the exchange meeting in the near future."

This was not a big deal. After chewing and swallowing the food in his mouth, Ieiri Naoko asked again, "Why don't you ask your students to go with you?"

An Utaha gave a bitter smile: "It's impossible that I haven't tried it, but..."

Leading the students to doubt the school's top management is a big task in terms of psychological work alone, not to mention the pressure.

An Geji said in pain: "A student I taught before has disappeared."

·

It was already late after dinner with Utaha An.

Jia Ru Xianzi pushed Shui Jiangyi out of the restaurant. There were no pedestrians on the quiet street. Only a few cars were speeding on the road.

The light from the street lamp was blown unevenly by the wind, falling on the pink-haired boy, cutting out countless different shadows. Ieiri Naoko asked: "Yujin, what do you think of the song of the singer?"

"Ah." The pink-haired boy raised his head. He seemed to be thinking about this matter just now. At this moment, his eyes were full of confusion. He said softly, "I want to go."

"Since it was Gojo-sensei who said that, he must hope to resolve this matter." The pink-haired boy said, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and returned to the beautiful light of the past, "Besides, we should always help if we can!"

Ieiri Naoko couldn't help but laugh. She said with nostalgia, "You, Hisahito, are reminding me of someone."

"Hmm?" the pink-haired boy asked doubtfully, "A person? Do I know him?"

"It's not really an acquaintance." Ieiri Naoko pushed him back with brisk steps, and said in a gentle tone, "I still think that knowing that person is a very lucky thing, just like meeting Hisahito."

"Is that so?" The pink-haired boy touched his cheek shyly, which was now a little red. "Then that person must also think that it is a very happy thing to meet the senior of the family."

"Really?" After Geto left, Naoko Ieiri had never seriously thought about any of her memories of Geto.

She hid all those memories in that bitter summer, and they became the deepest trauma.

She was a little absent-minded for a moment and said, "If I could choose, I would hope so."

He could meet a more attentive partner who could see through his fatigue hidden behind the bitter summer.

Give him a little hope when he falls into the abyss.

If that were the case, this situation probably wouldn't have happened, right?

Obviously, he was once a gentle and enthusiastic person like Hisahito.