School uniforms and surveillance
Upon arriving at the dormitory building, Tsurumi Kawa saw Ieiri Shoko standing under a tree carrying a bag. She waved to them as they returned. She handed the bag to the group as they approached, giving them a meaningful look.
"Here, your school uniforms. I picked them up for you this afternoon when I went to the academic affairs office." Shoko, with shoulder-length short hair, was wearing a dark-colored college uniform, a knee-length pencil skirt.
Hearing her words, Tsurumi Kawakami noticed the school uniform Shoko was wearing. He took the bag and quickly opened it; inside were three sets of dark-colored school uniforms in zippered bags. Each bag had a name tag on it. He rummaged through them and took out Natsuyuki and Gojo Satoru's uniforms, handing them to them.
Xia Youjie took the school uniform and thanked Iori Glass.
Gojo Satoru seemed impatient, tearing open the packaging and immediately putting on the school uniform shirt, eager to see how it looked on him.
Tsurumi Kawaru stood there dumbfounded, holding the packaging bag that Gojo Satoru had given him, staring blankly at Gojo Satoru who was trying to put on his pants.
Xia Youjie's forehead veins bulged as he stepped forward and punched Wu Tiaowu on the head: "Hey you, have some sense of the occasion! Don't change clothes in front of girls!"
Satoru Gojo, who had just been punched in the head, stopped what he was doing, rubbing the back of his head. His six eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, looked at the only girl present and said with a slightly complaining tone, "Shoko didn't object, and I didn't even take it off to change. Only someone like you, Jetsu, would care about this kind of thing."
Suddenly being called out, Ieiri Shoko remained expressionless, then pulled out her phone from her pocket and pointed it at Gojo Satoru: "Don't worry about me, just pretend I don't exist."
After saying that, he started snapping photos in quick succession.
"Ah, sorry, I forgot to turn off the flash. I'll be more careful next time," Shoko Ieiri said apologetically in a completely emotionless voice.
Everyone present remained silent for a few seconds.
Gojo Satoru pulled up his school trousers, straightened his clothes, and struck a cool pose for Ierari Shoko, looking like he was urging her to keep taking pictures.
Shoko Ieiri's lips twitched, giving her a look of utter defeat. She put away her phone, chatted for a few words with Natsumi Yuki and Tsurumi Nagare, then said goodbye and left without even glancing at Gojo Satoru.
Utterly ignored, Gojo Satoru glared at Ieiri Shoko's departing figure, then angrily turned to Natsuyuu Suguru and Tsurumi Kawaru, striking a new pose and saying, "Wasn't my pose cool? Why didn't Shoko take any pictures?"
Xia Youjie took a deep breath, feeling utterly exhausted: "Wu, don't tell anyone we know each other when we go out in the future."
After saying that, the black-haired boy with his hair in a bun hurriedly entered the dormitory building.
Seeing Gojo Satoru's incredulous expression, Tsurumi Kawakami hesitated for a moment, then looked at him with a conflicted expression and asked very sincerely, "Aren't you hot wearing two pairs of pants?"
Although it is springtime, the temperature is around 10 to 20 degrees Celsius. The school uniform is a spring style, and the material is not as breathable and light as summer clothes. Instead, it has a slightly heavy and textured feel.
Upon seeing Gojo Satoru immediately change into his school uniform, Tsurumi Kawaru was bewildered, and this question arose in his mind.
Gojo Satoru was taken aback by his question, completely ignoring the fine sweat beading on his back and palms. He patted Tsurumi Kawaru's shoulder generously and said with a mysterious smile, "If you want to know the answer, you can try it yourself when you get back to the dorm."
Tsurumi Kawakami blinked and gave an innocent "oh".
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The next day, when everyone was in school uniform, they sat in the classroom. When Masamichi Yae came in, he didn't start class immediately. Instead, he opened a file folder and handed out several bank cards to them.
"This is an account opened for you by the higher-ups. All future mission payments will be deposited into this card. Yesterday's application has already been deposited."
Tsurumi Kawaru held the bank card in his hand, treasuring it greatly. He examined it repeatedly and discovered that it was from the same bank as the one Yamashita Naomoto had given him earlier.
When the topic turned to yesterday's mission, Moth Masamichi cleared his throat, first praising a few people, then abruptly changing the subject and sternly reprimanding them: "Since you've taken on a mission, then write a proper mission report! Don't keep threatening the assistant supervisors!"
Masamichi Yagami slammed his hand on the table, his sharp gaze fixed on Satoru Gojo. Although he didn't directly name him, his direct look made it clear who he was talking about.
Only after the stern reprimand did the lesson continue.
As soon as get out of class ended, Gojo Satoru, who had a lot to say, turned around and started complaining to Natsumi Yoshimi.
"...Jay, you're really wearing baggy pants." Halfway through his comment, Gojo Satoru suddenly noticed that Natsumi Jay's school pants were too big.
Tsurumi Kawaru, who was lying on the table with his head resting on the textbook from the previous lesson, leaned forward as well and peered at Xia Youjie's pants.
Xia Youjie, feeling a bit speechless under their scrutinizing gazes, pulled his legs back, glanced at them, and said, "Don't be so surprised, okay? We went to the cafeteria together this morning, and you're only just realizing it now."
Gojo Satoru, resting his chin on his hand, looked at him lazily: "Huh? I don't even remember."
Tsurumi Kawakami nodded in agreement, adding, "I was almost late today; I was in such a rush that I didn't notice."
Xia Youjie's lips twitched, and he complained, "I wonder who insisted on dragging us to play games yesterday."
Upon hearing him mention playing games yesterday, Tsurumi Kawakami felt a little guilty, sat back down in his chair, and lay down again to rest his head on his book.
Gojo Satoru: "Damn it! We're going to beat this game today! I refuse to believe the three of us can't get through it!"
Tsurumi Kawa was startled, looked up at him and shook her head violently. Thinking of the all-nighter yesterday, she looked resistant: "I don't need to, I don't know how to play games."
Gojou Satoru stretched out his long arm and patted his head: "What are you talking about, Ryu! I already said it's the three of us together, you definitely have to come too!"
But they still couldn't play the game that day; the tasks assigned by the higher-ups kept them busy until 10 p.m. before they returned to school.
As soon as Tsurumi Kawa returned, he went straight to bed. He wasn't tired from exorcising cursed spirits, but the routine of spending an hour traveling by car and then fighting monsters for ten minutes on missions made him hate cars as a mode of transportation.
"Ah, I still have to write a mission report—" Tsurumi Kawakami, who had fallen face down into the mattress, suddenly remembered this and turned over, struggling to get up from the soft blankets.
He sat at his desk and began scratching his head and ears at the blank paper on it.
Just then, there was a knock on his door. Tsurumi Ryuu, as if burdened by a heavy load, put down his pen and ran to open the door.
When Jay saw the person outside the door, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes. "What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
Still damp from his shower, Xia Youjie, his hair loose and the ends still carrying a hint of moisture, handed over the mission report and said gently, "This is a mission report I asked the assistant supervisor for. You can write it according to this format."
Tsurumi Kawaru's eyes lit up immediately, his golden pupils gleaming like flowing gold. He took the report with both hands and flashed Xia Youjie a bright, dazzling smile: "Thank you, Jie! I was just wondering how to write this report. You're so kind!"
After seeing Xia Youjie off, Tsurumi Kawaru eagerly opened the mission report in his hand, quickly scanned it, and after roughly figuring out how to write it, he sat back down at the table and quickly wrote out the mission report by comparing it with the previous one.
After finishing writing, he threw down his pen, gave a small cheer, and prepared to get up to take a shower.
The phone on the table suddenly rang. Tsurumi Kawaru was startled when he heard the ringtone, and he picked up the memories that he had thrown away to who knows where.
He opened his phone and saw a profile picture that was both unfamiliar and familiar. Faced with a series of messages from the other party, he hesitated for a few seconds before replying with a greeting.
Previously, Yamashita Naomoto had been assigned to monitor Gojo Satoru. They usually communicated via mobile phone, but these past few days, due to missions and playing games, Tsurumi Kawaru had completely forgotten about him.
Upon seeing the message from the other party inquiring about Gojo Satoru's whereabouts recently, Tsurumi Kawakami hesitated for a few seconds before typing out a message, carefully editing and shortening it before sending it over.
Nothing special happened. However, I got scolded by Ms. Moth today because of the mission report. After class, Gojo Satoru was a little angry…
Tsurumi Kawakami selectively told the other person about the events of the past two days, deleting some that were less important. He mainly kept Gojo Satoru's recent updates and feelings.
After sending the message, he quickly received a "great" reply. When he saw that Yamashita Naomoto had told him that a sum of money had been deposited into his bank card, Tsurumi Kawakami immediately found the card and planned to go to the bank to check it out the next day if he had the chance.
Thank you, Director Yamashita! I'll keep up the good work!
After thanking them profusely, Tsurumi Kawakami happily put away his bank card, took out his pajamas from the closet, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
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The next morning, on his way to the cafeteria, Tsurumi Kawaru told Gojo Satoru and Natsuyuki everything that Yamashita Naomoto had told him the night before.
Gojo Satoru was unhappy that the higher-ups had assigned him to a mission alone. After hearing Tsurumi Kawaru's words, he finally had a place to vent his anger. He made a phone call and had the Gojo family cause some minor trouble for the older generation of officials.
"Damn it! Those old men talk so nicely to your faces, but behind your backs they use all sorts of tricks. Their hypocrisy is disgusting." Gojo Satoru cursed all the way, just like a cat with its fur standing on end and meowing.
Tsurumi Kawa blinked, then suddenly said as if remembering something, "Oh right, they transferred money to me, but I don't know how much. I plan to go to the bank to check when I have time today."
Gojo Satoru pulled down his sunglasses and looked at him with his six eyes: "Ha."
Xia Youjie also found this matter somewhat unbelievable, which led to his increasingly negative view of the higher-ups in the sorcery world. Just as he was lost in thought for a while and came back to his senses, he heard Gojo Satoru enthusiastically teaching Tsurumi Kawaryu how to swindle money from the higher-ups.
Xia Youjie: "..."
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