Regardless of whether Gojo Satoru, this chicken and cat, seems to be unreliable or not, he is indeed a paper man who is perfect in every aspect except his personality.

It would be best if he could pull Junpei under his umbrella.

In this case, attending a technical college may be a good choice.

——So Junpei, are you interested?

"So, what kind of school is a 'technical college'?" Shunping asked this, and then I realized that I didn't seem to have explained the meaning of a technical college to him.

So, of course he didn't know.

I looked at Gojo Satoru.

Why are you still standing there? You have been given the opportunity. Hurry up and make a passionate introduction to the college so that he will have a good impression of it...

Yes, we need to leave a good impression on Shunping.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to introduce me.

Isn't there a better option?

My gaze turned and did not linger on Gojo Satoru's face, but looked at Hu Zi behind him.

"Hey, me?" Hu Zi and I met eyes, and then he was somewhat surprised that I would pull him out.

Gojo Satoru immediately lay on the car window - to be honest, such a huge cat suddenly lying on the window is like a Colossal Titan suddenly lying on the city wall, with an unexpected effect.

"Misaki-chan just saw her, why didn't you let the super popular spicy teacher introduce her?" I could see his aggrieved expression, but through the blindfold, I only saw his excited eyes.

And there’s this kind of sweet tone that makes me kind of... confused.

Junpei's reaction was probably weaker than mine, after all, he could only see Gojo Satoru's aggrieved expression. But a 1.9-meter-tall man suddenly showed such a weak expression...

You know - that's not how you make a good face.

"Got it!" Gojo Satoru punched his left palm with his right fist, "Yujin, as a senior of Miyoshi, you must want to bring your future new classmates to visit the school and learn more about it!"

As he said this, he hooked one hand around Hu Zi's neck and pushed his head against the car window. "You guys of the same age must have a lot of topics to talk about!"

When he said this, he was obviously asking Hu Zi to face Shun Ping who was next to me.

Well... I'd feel more at ease if Hu Zi took care of Shun Ping.

But you suddenly become so...conspiratorial.

"As for Misaki-chan~" Gojo Satoru reached out and hooked off the blindfold, revealing pupils that were exactly the same as mine, "Would you like to chat with me~"

Although it is structured as a question, he really didn't express any questioning tone at all.

Shunping looked into his eyes in surprise, then turned to look into mine.

I knew what he meant, he was asking me a question.

"Don't worry, little classmate. Considering our similarities, Misaki-chan might be one of my tribesmen." Gojo Satoru must have seen that I care a lot about Junpei, and since I don't talk much, it seems that all the decisions are made by Junpei. "By the way, I'm the tribe leader, although I don't like this title~"

I looked at Shunping and told him not to worry.

I pointed at Gojo Satoru, then made a cat ear gesture with one hand and chopped myself with the other hand. Then I made a thumbs up gesture with my right hand and a pinky gesture with my left hand.

——They are all very nice people. Although Gojo Satoru is a bit of a loser, it is undeniable that he is a positive character.

Junpei looked at Gojo Satoru with some suspicion. He probably felt that the other party had a kind of pressure from the final boss.

According to the general routines of movies and animations, Gojo Satoru's character should indeed be a boss waiting to be defeated by the protagonists in the end.

It’s just that jjxx doesn’t follow the usual path.

So Shunping, don’t doubt it, it’s not your feeling that’s wrong, it’s the world!

I opened the car door and got out, and Shunping didn't stay in the car.

I have to say that the environment of the technical college is really good, with plenty of greenery and fresh air.

As for the teaching staff... there's nothing to complain about, in a sense.

We temporarily separated from here, and Gojo Satoru, Junpei, and Toranoko and I did not go in the same direction.

Of course, otherwise there would be no point in visiting the campus separately.

It just so happens that the area of ​​the technical college is large enough, so if we start from different directions, it will take a long time before we meet each other.

"Why doesn't Misaki-chan talk at all? There should be nothing wrong physically. Could it be a psychological reason?" Gojo Satoru said as he wanted to touch my neck.

Are you kidding? Would I give in so easily?

His hand stopped less than a centimeter in front of my neck.

"Wow - so this is what it feels like to be blocked by someone using "Infinity" -" Gojo Satoru said as if he had discovered some new toy, "You control it very skillfully."

Of course.

Luckily, I decided to cosplay 28 Satoru, the six-square player. If it was High-level Satoru, wouldn't he be pinned to the ground by the current Gojo Satoru?

I looked at him, waited a few seconds, and then removed Infinity.

It's better to pretend to be a little bit, but I still have to release some kindness. I still want to rely on his card to maintain peace.

It’s better to be friendly to your financial sponsor.

"Do you trust me so much? Aren't you afraid that I might suddenly..." Gojo Satoru said this with a deliberately stern face, and his ten fingers twisted back and forth as if each of them had their own ideas.

This is something that only anime characters can do.

I didn't feel a single wave of emotion inside, and I even felt that he was a little sick.

Seeing that there seemed to be nothing funny about me, Gojo Satoru probably felt that I was boring, so he also became serious.

"Last week, there was an explosion outside Tokyo. Someone with a 'window' went to investigate and found a lot of curse residue around the explosion. On the contrary, the center of the explosion was very 'clean'. All traces were cleaned up by the same kind of curse. Guess which one it was?"

...Do we need to guess?

The suburbs of Tokyo last week, wasn’t that when I first arrived?

I didn't think too much at the time, and I wasn't proficient in controlling my strength, so "Cang" directly destroyed the entire underground base. I didn't even know where that place was.

"It's 'Sou'. I was the only one in the entire world of spells who could use it." Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger and rubbed a 'Sou', but he didn't release it. "As a result, I was called over by those rotten oranges and questioned. It was so annoying."

Uh... aren't you just taking the blame for me?

But will you still be held accountable?

I don't believe it.

"I'm so pitiful. I don't know anything, and I still take the blame for others. No, I haven't suffered this kind of injustice." He said, pulling out a handkerchief from somewhere, twisting it with his two fingers, and wiping away his non-existent tears.

What do you think he means?

You want me to feel guilty?

Hmm, then you are wrong. I didn't mean it, so I don't feel guilty.

But there is nothing to hide.

So what if it's me.

"Escape." I discovered how much help a language environment can have on a person's learning of a foreign language. After only a week, I feel that my accent has become much more normal.

I just can’t speak in long sentences, otherwise I’ll bite my tongue easily.

In order to maintain my own image, I think I should take the path of being tough but quiet.

How do you say "pry the lock"? ...Isn't it the same meaning as "escape"?

"You mean, that's where you escaped from?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, as if judging the truth of my words, "Is there a place that can trap you?"

Yes, considering that “I” is you now, isn’t the prison a ready-made example?

However, how do you pronounce "prison gate border"?

My throat moved, and I could only settle for another word, "Seal."

"Hmm, were you sealed in that place?" Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped and asked me, as if he had thought of something, "When were you sealed?"

I can't accept that.

I feel like Gojo Satoru is setting a trap for me, but I have no evidence.

So I chose to shut up.

"Can't answer? Then let me change the question - which "Six Eyes" are you?"

……?

Gojo Satoru, can you please be more sincere and stop speaking in riddles? Just say something I can understand?

Why do I feel like I don't even understand your question?

He saw a trace of confusion on my somewhat dazed face - I am really very confused, what on earth have you come up with in your mind?

Then...his expression seemed to become more determined.

What?

"It's normal that you don't remember. It's not that easy to seal the "Six Eyes." Gojo Satoru said to himself, "In the Gojo family's written records, there is an article that is the most core part, and that is the chapter about the "Six Eyes."

Of course, "Six Eyes" is one of the core settings of this world, okay?

"It records the names, experiences, and final... fates of all the "Six Eyes" that have appeared in the Gojo family, from birth to death, from becoming strong to becoming weak, everything is recorded." Gojo Satoru gave me an example, "For example, there are a group of people in the Gojo family who do nothing every day, but record what I do, especially when I go home, and what time I go to bed. Eh - so perverted~"

It is true what you said.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't this the standard treatment for an emperor?

I looked at Gojo Satoru. As expected, all three families of Yu had some feudal remnants.

But it’s understandable. He is the core strength of the Gojo family, so it’s normal to attach more importance to him.

"In the long history of the Gojo family, only one "Six Eyes" became an accident." Gojo Satoru stood in front of me, bent down and looked at me...

Bend down... and look at me.

Pooh!

A giant who is almost two meters tall does not conform to the genes of the Japanese at all!

How come you are so tall!

I still have to raise my head. Once a person raises his head, won’t he no longer have that feeling of looking down on the world?

The cosplay time travel did not elevate me based on the character setting, so I give it a bad review!

"Gojo Shin, a figure who lived about seven or eight hundred years ago. It is said that he was the first sorcerer to break the disadvantages of humans after Ryomen Sukuna shifted the balance of power to the side of the cursed spirits. He was a legendary figure who took over the position of head of the family at the young age of only thirteen."

Well, he sounds like a pretty awesome person.

But why are you telling me this?

"But the five true records suddenly stopped one day. No one recorded what he did, where he went, or where he died. Everything about this person disappeared when he was 19 years old."

"It's as if he lived only 19 years, and the last record was about the birth of his third child, who he didn't even have time to name."

I felt my pupils dilate noticeably.

Oh My God!

Three kids at 19?

In ancient times, didn't people only become young at the age of 20? Oh, can you have children only after you become young? It seems that people in ancient times got married quite early.

No, the rules for coming of age are ours, right? Do Japan also have this rule?

I don't know, I have absolutely no idea.

I admit that I am illiterate.

Seeing that I was a little dazed, Gojo Satoru seemed to understand again - no, he misunderstood again.

"Although the name 'Misaki' has never appeared on the 'Rokugan', but...what do you think the name of Gojo Makoto's wife is?"

How would I know? I'm not from your Gojo family.

It can't be Misaki, right?

I glanced at Gojo Satoru and smiled without saying anything.

Uh... no way?