Chapter 192 Life is like a play, it all depends on acting

Gojo Satoru was waiting quietly in the jungle outside the Tokyo Jujutsu High School. When he felt the cursed energy surging inside, he jumped into the school's barrier, casually took off his blindfold, and took in the scenery on the ground from a high altitude.

A translucent barrier covered the area where the cursed energy was the most concentrated, and black-like figures kept rushing around the barrier and surrounding it.

Gojo Satoru only took a quick glance, and with his excellent eyesight he was able to identify who they were.

In addition to the students, a little further away there were also some theoretical teachers and administrative staff from the technical college.

Gojo Satoru trusts his students, but it is difficult for others in the high school to truly know whether there are any spies from the supervisory committee or the higher-ups.

According to Lai's plan, he cannot openly cooperate with the other party in front of everyone at this moment.

I can only play sides secretly. Gojo Satoru thought with his head tilted slightly, while his fingertips moved the cursed energy.

Fortunately, I have now mastered the application of the technique and can achieve perfection in the details.

At this time, most people's attention was on the battle inside the barrier, and Gojo Satoru was concentrating his own cursed energy, so no one on the ground noticed the strongest one hanging high in the sky.

Gojo Sōjun lowered his eyelids, and his blue eyes observed the flow of cursed energy within the barrier.

Among so many people present, Gojo Satoru was probably the one who was least worried about the outcome.

Because he knew Jiang Lai's strength and wisdom, and knew that the other party would never be deceived by that stinky brother no matter what.

——Ever since Jiang Lai referred to Sukuna as "stinky little brother", Gojo Satoru, who has the nature of a chicken and a cat, also happily called him that in his heart.

Besides, there was also his off-field assistance. Gojo Satoru stared at the field.

Even if Ryoumen Sukuna planned to launch a surprise attack during a certain gap, I could stop him perfectly with him here. So Lai would definitely win.

Although Gojo Satoru was not clear about the one-minute limit of Ryomen Sukuna's [Kaikan], he was able to perfectly infer the beginning, middle and end of the battle between the two sides based on the fluctuations of the cursed power on the field.

After the Demon-Subduing Chef shattered with a flash of starlight, Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and descended a distance from the air.

A very quick battle of realms, Gojo thought.

Lai will soon take action to reverse time and space. Sukuna may have some tricks up his sleeve, so I have to keep an eye on Sukuna.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru gathered both positive and negative cursed energy at his fingertips, preparing a [茈] with just the right amount of power.

When the figure in the navy blue kimono approached Sukuna and Sukuna raised his fingertips, Gojo Satoru quickly observed their next move with his six eyes.

Gojo Satoru predicted the direction of Sukuna's cursed power and realized that the opponent's goal was to condense the cursed blade for a surprise attack.

The dark blue figure may have sensed Gojo Satoru's cursed power in the sky and did not erect a space barrier for protection.

He seemed to have poured all his magical power into mobilizing the time-space reversal mark, and even the translucent protective shield on the outside dimmed a little.

This is a kind of trust that involves surrendering one's body and soul, so he will move forward courageously and leave any possibility of retreat to Gojo Satoru.

…It’s too dangerous to leave your escape route to someone else. I’ll have to talk about it later. Gojo Satoru was thinking. However, if I was the one who left it to myself, then everything would be fine!

The white-haired man looked confident and proud, his blue eyes focused, and he fired a [茈] from his fingertips in the predicted trajectory of the cursed blade!

[茈], like a small black hole, passed through the weakened protective shield and crashed into the middle of the two combatants, perfectly offsetting the concentrated curse blade. The shock wave caused by the impact instantly pulled the two figures apart!

Gojo Satoru planned to use this shock wave to distance Jiang Lai and Sukuna, and according to the previous agreement, to stop the battle by descending from the sky.

However, what he didn't know was that Sukuna came out this time with a borrowed [契嗊], which had a one-minute time limit.

When he withdrew his hand and the shock wave rose, Jiang Lai once again protected the space. He followed the shock wave and retreated a distance.

At the same time, he secretly waved a transparent space stripe to protect the cherry-pink-haired boy who flew in another direction.

——Jiang Lai has been counting down in his mind.

He knew that just after sixty seconds, Ryomen Sukuna had returned to his body, and it was Yuji Itadori who was about to appear.

It's okay to fall on the stinky brother, he probably enjoys it. But the innocent good brother needs to be protected to prevent him from getting hurt accidentally.

However, this kind of protection cannot be too conspicuous, so Jiang Lai just raised his hand quietly and moved it through the air.

The only ones who could have seen his move were probably the special-class warriors present - Gojo Satoru and Otsutsuki Yuta.

But they were not aware of Qi Kua's one-minute substitution, and Jiang Lai couldn't explain why he knew it.

I hope they don't misunderstand that I am subconsciously protecting Sukuna. Jiang Lai thought silently. Otherwise, I will be fucked together with Sukuna and dig out three castles with my toes.

Now, it was time to prepare for the next performance. Jiang Lai continued to sort out his thoughts in his mind.

Since there are the Zenin sisters and Naoya Juuzei who remember the "mysterious demon" and went to Gojo of the high school, it is not convenient for them to directly act out the script that they don't know each other, that would be too fake.

So after discussing it, the two of them hit it off and decided to simply act out the script in which Gojo Satoru remembers and Jiang Lai partially loses his memory, and eventually the old friends with opposing identities become strangers.

As for the Regulatory Commission, as the situation progressed to the later stages, Jiang Lai was no longer worried about them paying too much attention to him.

After all, Jiang Lai was already very clear about their routines and trump cards. In addition, Jiang Lai's own strength had also recovered a lot, and he had sufficient self-protection capabilities.

In fact, he hoped that the regulator would pay attention to and believe in his and Wu's script, so that he could have more private contacts with the regulator and gain more intelligence.

Logically, the regulators would be interested in this kind of plot... they seem to like the idea of ​​friends killing each other and persecuting five cats.

However, they don't know that he, Wu, Jie and others have already joined forces and are about to dig out their lair. Jiang Lai thought to himself. By the time they notice something, it is estimated that the secret will have been leaked everywhere.

The dust and smoke raised by the impact wave fluttered, half blurring the scene before my eyes. After a moment, the dust dissipated and settled, and I could see things clearly.

The sakura-haired boy's hair fell down smoothly, and the strange black lines on his body had long since disappeared. He stumbled a few times when he landed, and his expression was still a little dazed.

After the aftermath of the impact dissipated, Jiang Lai waved his hand to remove the outer space barrier.

At this moment, Megumi Fushiguro and No Rose Kugizaki rushed forward first, arriving to Yuji Itadori's side from the left and right.

"Hey, Yuji?!" Kugizaki Norose raised her hand and waved it in front of the dazed cherry-pink-haired boy, "Are you back to your senses? Are you okay?"

"..." Fushiguro Megumi didn't say anything, but he was also paying attention to Yuji Itadori's expression.

Behind them, Yuta Otsutsuki and the first and third graders all took a few steps forward. However, while they were paying attention to Yuji, they also noticed the unexpected [茈].

——It’s Mr. Gojo!

They looked up and saw the figure floating in the air.

Gojo Satoru didn't stay in the air for long. He landed quickly and lightly, standing in the middle of the students and Jiang Lai. Because of the impact of the shock wave just now, the two sides were standing in the south and north.

Gojo Satoru, who fell in the middle, immediately became the center of everyone's attention.

The white-haired man stood there with a clear expression, nodded slightly, and said, "Hi, long time no see. It seems I came at the right time."

He spoke cheerfully, waving his black eye mask with one hand and putting the other hand in his trouser pocket, "It's very neat and lively - because a 'guest' has arrived."

The word "guest" sounded a bit distant, even pointed. The white-haired man turned slightly, his blue eyes glancing at the black-haired young man standing alone on the other side.

The dark blue figure did not reply, but just stood there silently, with a hint of vigilance between his brows.

——It was the posture of a stranger, but not completely. The atmosphere was a bit solemn and strange.

Zenin Maki subconsciously wanted to say something, and Zenin Mai also pursed her lips. However, just as Maki took one or two steps forward, she was grabbed by Otsukuota.

"..." Okkotsu Yuta didn't say anything. He shook his head slightly, signaling the other party to leave the scene to them.

As an insider, Otsutsuki Yuta knew that his teacher and senior were performing a stranger's play for the regulatory board and high-level spies, so he stopped Zenin Maki's action.

It seems that there is a story between the sisters in the monastery and the seniors. However, it is not convenient to recount the past and solve the mystery now, so we can only wait until the very end.

Yuta sighed in his heart. For the sake of confidentiality, he could not tell them the truth.

After a while, Zenin Maki, who was being held back, seemed to calm down and took the initiative to step back a short distance.

However, her gaze was still fixed ahead, on the figure in the navy blue kimono.

The air was silent for a few seconds and no one spoke.

After a while, Gojo Satoru was the first to say with a smile, "For the sake of our students, let's do this. Aren't you leaving yet?"

Although it was a smile, his blue eyes were as cold as snow, without the slightest hint of a smile.

Fushiguro Megumi subconsciously said: "He didn't hurt us, it was just Sukuna--"

"I know he didn't do anything to you." Gojo Satoru lowered his eyelids slightly, "otherwise my attitude would not be like this."

“…”

"I don't know what you want to do now, but being a student is my bottom line." Gojo Satoru looked at the black-haired young man opposite him, and calmly said, "Of course~ If you want to join this, it's not impossible. Although the identity of a special cursed spirit is troublesome, you seem to still have some sense, right?"

"..." The black-haired young man did not reply. He just took another half step back. It seemed that he was about to leave.

The panda sensed something strange behind these words. He turned his head and asked Zenin Maki beside him quietly, "Wait, is this someone I used to know?"

Zenin Maki pursed her lips slightly, feeling extremely complicated. She wanted to meet again, but she didn't want to meet again in this state.

After a short pause, Zenin Maki opened her lips and replied in a somewhat roundabout way: "...I hope it's not just in the past."