After the night raid on Bandei Cult, the Zenin family, one of the three families, was badly damaged. It is said that they are currently busy rebuilding their ancestral home and no longer want to get involved in everything.

The Gojo family was wholeheartedly following their own Rokugan's side. Even though Gojo Satoru had always ignored the Gojo family, everyone tacitly accepted the Gojo family's traitorous stance.

It seems that the Kamo family also has an heir who inherits the family technique "Red Blood Manipulation". In the past few years, the Zenin family and the Gojo family have been tearing each other's hair on a daily basis, but the Kamo family has always been very well behaved. This time, the Zenin family was hit hard, and they did not take any open action.

The three families do not pose a threat for the time being, so the only threat to the Bandei Cult is the Jujutsu Master Association.

Al and his two companions broke the barrier surrounding the Kyoto Jujutsu High School in one go, and rushed directly into the conference room to give the Rotten Oranges a warning.

They are becoming more and more skilled at lifting barriers.

Even though the Rotten Oranges were unwilling, they were powerless due to the huge gap in strength. They really couldn't defeat these three devils. In addition, they were entangled in the curse of the Grudge, and were firmly controlled by them. They could only hold their noses and promise not to attack the Panxing Cult again.

On the way back, Gojo Satoru ate octopus balls and said, "It would have been better if this had been done earlier, Jie. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are in vain."

Xia Yujie put his hands in his sleeves, looking somewhat relieved, yet a little worried, and said, "I hope so."

Gojo Satoru looked at him and said teasingly, "Are you scared, kid?"

"…What are you afraid of?" said Geto Suguru helplessly, "I'm just worried that they'll get desperate and cause other troubles. Just like Fushiguro Shiji, before we met Fushiguro Shiji, we never thought that there was someone stronger than us, right?"

Gojo Satoru said unhappily, "That's because he had the Tenseiboko, so he could barely break my defense. Now the Tenseiboko is in our hands. Besides, that was a year ago."

It’s been a year. Let alone one Fushiguro Shiori, he can beat even ten Fushiguro Shiori.

Xia Yujie could only say: "Yes, yes, now Wu is the strongest."

"No, we are the strongest."

“…”

Seeing that Geto didn't say anything, Gojo Satoru exaggerated, "Wow, Geto, you're not thinking that you'll never be able to catch up with me, so you want to quit our manzai group without permission, right?"

Xia Yujie said with a sinister expression: "Huh? Who said I can never catch up with you in my life? When my long-distance technique is completed, you will be the first one to be beaten!"

Gojo Satoru blinked. "What long-distance technique?"

"Oh, I won't tell you for now."

"Go-chan, Jie-chan!!!"

When they turned around, they saw Al kicking open the transparent glass door and running out carrying a whole claw machine.

Gojo Satoru: “…”

Xia Yujie: “…”

Claw, claw machine! It's pink, really big, and full of Pikachus!

Al rushed towards them and said, "Run!"

"stop!"

Sakata Ginpachi chased out from behind and said in a stern voice, "Put down the claw machine!"

The two owners followed subconsciously, and amid the screams of passers-by, Xia Yujie shouted as he ran, "Al, what are you doing?!"

Gojo Satoru also asked: "Didn't you go buy some fruit tea?!"

Al answered loudly, "I didn't buy any! There were too many people in line! I used the money from the fruit tea to grab dolls, but the more I grabbed, the more addicted I became! This claw machine is expensive and I can't grab dolls! It has already swallowed up 30,000 yuan of my money. It's a scam!"

"30,000 yen?!" Xia Yujie was shocked: "Why don't you just buy a claw machine?!"

Al said confidently: "So I just grabbed the whole claw machine!"

Xia Yujie: “…”

Gojo Satoru questioned: "Are you sure it's not because you are not good enough?!"

Alton was furious and said, "You are the one who has poor skills! How can I have poor skills? Are you looking down on professional otakus?!"

Gojo Satoru innocently said: "Isn't your specialty the Great Swordsman of the Universe?!"

Xia Yujie said helplessly: "But Al, not being able to catch the doll doesn't prove that there is something wrong with the machine--"

He inadvertently turned around to glance at the boss who was chasing after them, Oh no, Sakata Ginpachi, okay, there is something wrong with this machine!

Xia Yujie decisively changed the topic and said, "Why is it another guy from Gintama High School? There must be something wrong with his machine."

Gojo Satoru obviously thought the same thing. He turned around and yelled, "Hey, you white-haired guy over there, do you believe I'm going to report you to this scam shop?!"

Sakata Ginpachi was so exhausted that he shouted, "I don't own this black shop! I'm just a part-time worker! If you guys take the machine away, the old woman will kill me! I was wrong, I just wanted to kill some rich kids to make some extra money!"

"You must have tampered with the claw machine!"

"So what! You little brats who are always doing nothing! Go study! Go do your homework! Go to cram school! Don't stay here every day practicing your claw machine skills! Yin, I'm helping you quit claw machines!"

Xia Yujie murmured, "Tsk, this bastard teacher is hopeless. Let's go, Al."

When they ran to a corner, Geto released the devil fish spirit. Al and the other two jumped at the same time and jumped onto the back of the devil fish spirit. Sakata Ginpachi saw them flying with the claw machine on their backs and said anxiously, "Hey! Give me back the claw machine! This thing costs 20,000 yen!"

The voices of young people were heard from the distant night sky.

"Then go sell your kidney to pay off your debts, you black-hearted worker—"

As soon as their claw machine returned to Panxing Palace, it was warmly welcomed by the children.

"Wow, it's Pikachu!"

“Pika Pika!”

"…What is Pikachu?"

"Huh? The Zenin family doesn't even let you watch cartoons. That's so bad!"

"This is a Pikachu doll. It should be hard to catch."

Fushiguro Shier yawned and followed the team: "What's so hard about catching it? Just give it a punch and it will all come out."

Fushiguro Tsume disagreed: "Dad, that's not how you play claw machines!"

Well, it seems that claw machines are very popular among children, so let’s put them directly at the entrance of the physical store of Panxing Shop.

Suda Manami was surprised and asked, "Why did you suddenly bring back a claw machine? Didn't you go to Kyoto to settle the account?"

Al said confidently: "I bought this for 30,000 yuan."

"30,000?" Suda Manami looked the pink claw machine up and down and said disapprovingly, "Is it second-hand? It's too expensive. For 30,000, we can buy a new one ourselves."

“…”

Damn, this woman knows the market price very well.

Al said with a gloomy expression: "Should I go and grab another one?"

Manami Sugata: "..."

Was it stolen?!

Xia Yujie asked her, "Manami, is Mr. Yamagi in Bansei Palace today?"

"Hmm? Yes." Suda Manami replied, "He went back to his room after dinner. Master Geta, everything has been arranged for the next few days. The sermons are suspended. The meditation room, confession room, and squatting room are all open for reservations. Master Gojo's confession room is suspended, and only Miss Riko's is open. The customer service account of the Bankei Shop has also been handed over to Yagi to manage."

"I see."

Geto Summer Oil said: "The issue in Kyoto has also been resolved. The Jujutsu Master Association will not act rashly for the time being, so you can rest assured. Of course, even if they really did something, you still have Fushiguro Shirou."

Manami Sugata said with a complicated expression: "It sounds really disturbing."

“Hahahahahaha!”

Kayu Ke grabbed Al who was among the kids and said to Suda Manami, "Anyway, we'll go up first. Let's go, Satoru."

Suda Manami nodded in confusion and watched the three of them go upstairs.

"OK."

After saying hello to Suda Manami, the three of them went to the third floor together and knocked directly on Yamazaki Tai's door.

Boom boom boom.

Boom boom boom.

After a while, Yamazaki Tai hurriedly opened the door, and when he saw the three of them, he was shocked again.

"You, you... why are you here?"

Al glanced at the phone sticking out of his loungewear pocket.

"Yamagumi, were you on the phone just now?"

"No, no, I was just chatting with my mom at home." Yamazaki coughed guiltily and changed the subject awkwardly, "Do you want to talk to me about something?"

Xia Yujie smiled and said, "Well, there are things I want to talk to you about. I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation with your family."

“…”

Isn't this malicious smile the same expression he usually has when he launches illegal fundraising? What's going on? Why are his eyelids twitching again? Is he about to get into trouble again?

The last time his eyelids twitched so badly was when the principal of Leyan Temple sent him to Panxing Palace as an undercover agent.

By the way, just now, Principal Rakuganji called and said that these three devils caused a big scene at Kyoto Jujutsu High School and threatened to "kill you". Now they suddenly came to him. Could it be that they discovered his undercover identity?

He nervously invited the three devils in and gave each of them a can of juice.

"Sorry, these are all I have in my room."

"It's okay, it's okay. Juice is healthy and better than drinking alcohol."

Under Yamazaki's nervous gaze, Al and the other two sat down on the small sofa in the room. After looking at each other, Al, the head of the human resources department, spoke up, "Um, Yamazaki-kun, has your work been going well recently?"

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

What job?

What kind of work?

Does it refer to the job of a driver or the job of an undercover agent?

The scariest thing is, this guy actually called his name correctly. Is this the end of the world? !

Yamazaki shivered and said, "It's okay? It's just picking up the kids from school. It's easy."

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "Well, that's right. Working in Bankei Palace is much easier than being an assistant supervisor in the High School. You don't have to face life-threatening situations, and you don't have to work hard to collect mission data. No matter how you compare, the treatment here is better. Don't you agree, Yamashita-kun?"

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

What does this mean? What does this mean? What does this mean?!

"Satoru, you can't say that." Xia Yujie said seriously, "Mr. Yamagi is not an assistant supervisor, how could he understand these words?"

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

What on earth does this mean?!

Wasn't this person deliberately being mean to him?

Al grabbed Yamazaki Tai's shoulders, and Yamazaki Tai shuddered. Al said sternly, "Mr. Yamazaki, has anyone ever told you that you really have the temperament of an assistant supervisor?"

Yamazaki Tai avoided his gaze, sweating profusely: "That, that... seems to have received such an evaluation, or it was the one you guys gave me some time ago... hehe, hehe... that... is it really that similar?"

Al, Gojo Satoru and Geto nodded at the same time.

"picture!"

Al said: "All assistant supervisors are like you. You have average looks, average abilities, and a very ordinary name, but you can basically drive, do Excel, and have a good temper. You can get along well with all kinds of weird sorcerers. No, I should say that you are more like an assistant supervisor than them."

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

You mean, I look more like a passerby than the other assistant supervisors? !

Gojo Satoru said quietly, "Yamaguchi-kun, you know that our relationship with the Jujutsu Master Association is very bad, right?"

Hearing his voice, Yamazaki Tai was so nervous that he almost knelt down and begged for mercy on the spot.

Is this the oppressive feeling of the legendary Six Eyes? I always feel that all my little thoughts are seen through by the eyes behind his sunglasses: "I... I... I..."

Xia Yujie whispered, "If one party planted a spy for the other party to get information at this time, then the other party should feel relieved, right?"

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

It's over, it's over, everything is over!

He was completely exposed!

What will happen to him next? Will he die? Will his intestines be scattered all over the floor like the Zen fan? For a nobody like him, is there no chance that he can even be sent to the hospital for treatment?

Al took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Yamazaki-kun, we have unanimously decided to send you to infiltrate the Kyoto Jujutsu High School. Please represent the Pansei Cult and become an undercover agent!"

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

ha???

Al said sadly: "We are very reluctant to tell you this all of a sudden. But, Sato-kun before, he was actually an undercover sent by Kyoto Jujutsu High School to the Bandei Cult."

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

He is not!

I am the undercover agent sent by Kyoto Jujutsu High School!

"Wait, wait, you didn't assign him to the cake shop in Tokyo because you suspected he was an undercover agent, did you?!"

Al said frankly, "That's right."

Yamazaki retreated: “!!!”

Yamazaki was shocked.

It turns out that he was the murderer who killed Sato Nauka.

If he hadn't participated in the interview, Lord Al wouldn't have suspected that there was an undercover agent among them. If Mr. Sato hadn't been considered an undercover agent, he wouldn't have been sent to work in the cake shop. If Mr. Sato hadn't worked in the cake shop, he wouldn't have died so tragically...

Yamazaki Tai gradually understood everything and suddenly felt very sad.

Gojo Satoru said: "In order to return their 'good intentions', we decided to fight back and send an undercover agent to Kyoto."

Yamazaki paused for a long time before asking, "But why... Kyoto?"

Xia Yujie laughed: "Tokyo Jujutsu High School does not need to send undercover agents. From the future principal to the current students, they can all be our undercover agents."

“…”

That's right. The future principal of Tokyo Jujutsu High School, Masamichi Yaga, is their teacher. The treasure of Tokyo High School, Nozomi Ieiri, is their classmate. Those two junior students also seem to have a good relationship with them... Tokyo Jujutsu High School, it seems, is in cahoots with the Bankei Cult.

"I know that being an assistant supervisor will be hard, and it's not as easy as working at the Bankei Palace, but we really need you. By the way, after you become an assistant supervisor, I will give you another undercover salary. Of course, your previous salary will also be paid, plus the salary from Kyoto Jujutsu High School, you will be able to receive three salaries in the future."

Yamazaki suppressed the sadness in his heart and struggled: "But - but I am just an ordinary person, I am afraid I am not qualified for this job."

Al said sternly, "No, Yamazaki-kun, believe me, believe yourself. Someone like you who has no sense of existence will not arouse anyone's vigilance no matter where you appear. Believe me, you are the most perfect undercover in the world!"

Yamazaki retreated: "..."

He believes it now.

He really is the most perfect undercover agent in the world.

…

On the appointed day, Renshi drove to Panxing Palace in person to pick people up.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed Al was wearing a T-shirt with the portrait of Hercules printed on it. When he came out, he almost blinded Renshi's eyes. Compared with him, Gojo Satoru, who was wearing a white T-shirt, black pants and small round sunglasses, looked very ordinary. Geto Suguru also changed out of his overly formal Gojo robes and put on summer clothes.

An hour later, the car carrying them stopped under an ordinary building.

On the surface, the Tokyo office building of the current government is just a private library. Books on the first floor can be borrowed, the study room on the second floor is provided free of charge to those who need it, and the third floor and above is where the staff stationed in Tokyo usually work.

Renshi led them up to the second floor and introduced: "The real time government is in a special space. When you are there, please be sure to use the power of magic to protect your body."

"A special space?"

"Yes. The gap between existence and non-existence is where the Government of Time is located."

Gojo Satoru thought, "Maintaining a space like that must consume a lot of spiritual energy, right?"

Renshi nodded, "Yes. The Time Government, as well as the three-digit Honmaru and Man'ya public places, are all special spaces that require spiritual power to maintain. However, the Time Government's technology in this area has developed rapidly in recent years, and the spiritual power consumed has been saved a lot compared to the past."

Al asked, "So, ordinary people can't get in here?"

"That's right. Only people with special abilities like us can do that."

After she finished speaking, she was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "But I am no longer considered a person with special abilities, so I will not go in with you all."

She opened a spacious room with an extremely complex magic circle drawn in the center and a red instrument next to it.

Xia Yujie asked: "What is this?"

"This is the latest type of space-time converter. It has a very high safety factor. If you use it, the risk of converting space-time is almost zero. Therefore, it is very expensive. Currently, only three units have been developed, and one of them is placed here to welcome the newlyweds."

She made a "please" gesture.

Al was the first to step into the magic circle, followed by Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru. There was no sign of nervousness on their faces.

Lian Shi sighed: "They are indeed different from ordinary people."

Al said as a matter of course: "Of course. Wu-chan and Jie-chan are both top-class sorcerers after all."

Renshi activated the time-space conversion device and said, "But it's strange, Mr. Al, why do you remember Toyama Nishizawa? Of course, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to answer this question. I... am just very curious."

Al thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe it's because... I don't belong to this world."

Just like what Higa Makoto said, his connection with this world is pitifully small, and there are even more dead bodies than him.

A soft light shone on the magic circle, and Al asked Renshi: "Your soul core was taken away by the Time Government. Don't you hate them?"

Lian Shi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

The white light became brighter and brighter, quickly engulfing the three members of the Panxing Sect.

There was a momentary sense of weightlessness in the body, and then there was a feeling of the limbs being gently pulled by an external force. After a dizzying spin, they arrived at the real Time Government.

In the white room full of technology, Hoshino Sayaka said with emotion: "You are finally here!"

This time, there were two more people beside her, one was an old man with gray hair, and the other was a middle-aged man in his forties.

Hoshino Sayaka said excitedly: "Mr. Al, you should not have forgotten Toyama Rishike, right?"

Al said: "Of course, I remember it very clearly."

"That's good, that's good. Our rescue operation this time will definitely be successful!"

"Saka." The old man stopped Hoshino Saka from being too excited and said lovingly, "Welcome to the Government of Time. Mr. Al, Mr. Gojo, Mr. Getsu. Whether the rescue operation will be successful depends entirely on Mr. Al."

Al nodded and said harmlessly, "I'll do my best."

The old man's eyes swept over the white-haired, blue-eyed Gojo Satoru, paused on his sunglasses, and then fell on Geto Suguru.

"Mr. Getsu rejected us many times, and I thought I would never see you again."

Xia Yujie smiled politely.

"I appreciate the kindness of the government of the time, but a sorcerer's duty is to exorcise cursed spirits, so I still choose to enter a technical high school."

Gojo Satoru had no patience for this organization that had once tried to poach his best friend, and urged, "Aren't you here to save people? Then get started quickly."

The old man nodded, "Saxiang, go ahead."

Hoshino Saka took out three small time-space converters and gave one to each of them.

"This is for when we come back. Long press to open the terminal. When it lights up, press here again and we will be back to where we are now."

They took over the time-space converter.

It looks so familiar.

Al looked at Gojo Satoru, who was staring down at the time-space converter in his hand, and indeed had a thoughtful look on his face.

This terminal is very similar to the one they found under the cabin of Rika Kimoto's father.

Immediately afterwards, Hoshino Saka asked Al to stand in front of the large space-time converter, to which a transparent glass bead was connected.

"Mr. Al, this is a new technology developed by our Time Government five years ago. Please remember as much as you can about Toyama Nishizawa, even if it's just a few images and feelings. This bead will help the Time-Space Converter locate itself."

Gojo Satoru and Geto Summer Oil came over curiously.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy closed his eyes, and soon, the transparent glass bead showed the profile of Toyama Rika, the same face she had when she was talking to Kagome Killer in KFC that night. After that, the picture began to change, from Toyama Rika to Toyama Rika's father and mother, and then to her grandfather and grandmother...

After several switches, the time-space converter lit up, and three minutes later, they successfully located the suspicious time point.

"It's right here." Hoshino Sayaka's eyes lit up and she took a deep breath. "You three, are you ready?"

Al nodded, and Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru's attitudes were calm, just like they usually went out to catch cursed spirits.

Hoshino Sayaka pressed the start button.

Another white light rose from under their feet, engulfing the three of them.

“…”

Hoshino Saka and the other two looked at each other and said, "It should... work, right?"

The middle-aged man who had been silent the whole time worriedly asked, "Is it okay if we don't equip them with swords?"

"It doesn't matter." The white-haired old man said, "Most sorcerers are good at fighting. Even without the sword man, they have the strength to compete with the Tracing Army. What's more, they are all the best among sorcerers."

He sighed.

"This opportunity is rare. Let's try our best to win them over and see if they are willing to help the government overcome the current difficulties."