Chapter 168: Stealing Sukuna’s skills in a high-level curse situation?
"Summer is indeed the magic tool that makes cold drinks taste better!" Gojo Satoru suddenly announced.
He put the can of soda with water droplets on it against his face, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. His whole body seemed to melt, and he spread his long arms and legs on the lounge chair in the shade under the parasol.
Unlike Gojo Satoru's unbridled behavior, Geto Suguru's sitting posture was much more proper. Although he did not respond to Gojo Satoru's words, his relaxed expression showed that he was relaxed.
"Eh, that..."
Fushimi Kyoji looked over her raised glass at the figures sweating under the sun on the training ground. One of them, perhaps noticing her gaze, gave the players a broad, bright smile.
"You really don't need me to train with Haibara-san and Nanami-san?"
Only the players are left.
I didn't think it was a big deal at first...but now I feel really uneasy.
"It's okay~" Gojo Satoru waved his hand nonchalantly. "Nanaha and Haibara should also focus on their physical training."
"As for you—" He deliberately drew out his voice, his blue eyes, unobstructed by his sunglasses and mostly hidden, stared straight at me, "straightforwardly applying the sorcerer's training methods won't work. It's a waste of effort."
"So, the technical college doesn't have any suitable teachers..." He mumbled vaguely, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Hmm? Don't we have that one?"
Gojo Satoru sat up straight and formed a long line in the air with his hands. "You could definitely try to communicate with the spirit of Ryomen Sukuna in the cursed object. You might find something unexpected."
"After all, you two have some inexplicable connection now!"
The player said uncertainly: "Yes?"
Gojo Satoru patted the player's shoulder, entrusting him with a responsibility: "Get along well with Sukuna!"
The player clenched his fist: "Yes!"
"Heh..." A mocking sneer suddenly sounded.
The player tried to find the source of the sound but failed.
Gojo Satoru didn't seem to hear either. He slumped back down on the recliner and waved his hand dismissively, "Don't get so worked up. This kind of thing won't produce results overnight."
"That's true," the player nodded in understanding, taking a sip of the ice-cold juice through the straw. "Now I can only laze around with my idle seniors."
There is a post on the forum with a [HOT] logo in front of the title, which talks about how to become a sorcerer after being randomly assigned the identity of an ordinary person.
Fushimi Kyoji took a quick look and found that the prerequisite was to find a [real person] to trigger the plot, and the fixed NPC refresh location was posted.
Since the identity does not affect the development of the plot, players will no longer pay attention to it.
"Hey, hey—" Gojo Satoru was threatening his junior with a long, dissatisfied tone. He stretched out his hand, easily reaching the player, and pressed his index finger into his face, making a dent. "What kind of bad behavior is this! You actually mocked your senior."
The cheek was tapped lightly, the other person's body temperature, which was different from his own, was transmitted along. The player blinked slowly: "My hand is so cold."
Is it because I've been holding an ice soda to cool down?
Gojo Satoru hummed, probably expressing his pleasure, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Ha, comfortable, right?"
While the player was taking a moment to think about whether to nod, someone grabbed his hand.
He led it towards Gojo Satoru's face, and finally pressed it directly on his face. He narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face was obvious: "There are even cooler ones."
"Really..." The player said curiously as he felt the slightly cool skin under his hand.
Touch.
Gojo Satoru accepted it with pleasure, and asked knowingly, rather smugly, "Does my face feel good to touch?"
"Wu, be careful of the impact," Geto Suguru didn't know how to evaluate the harmonious scene before him. What's more, the two people seemed to have no evil thoughts, which made it even more awkward.
Gojo Satoru curled his lips and without waiting for Geto Suguru to finish speaking, he raised his hand and pulled down his sunglasses that were pushed onto his white hair, showing an attitude of refusing to communicate.
At this time, Kento Nanami and Yuu Haibara walked towards them.
After the exercise, the two men only had a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads, and they did not look tired. It was not until they walked under the shade of the trees and were no longer exposed to direct sunlight that they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Is it finished?" Geto Suguru asked about the progress.
Nanami Kento replied succinctly: "Rest for a while and continue when the sun is not so glaring."
Huiyuan Xiong squatted next to the player, staring eagerly at the steaming drink beside him, his eyes flashing with obvious desire: "That's great, there is juice to drink."
"Lime or peach?" The player suddenly had an idea and picked up the drink that the other person's eyes had lingered on the longest. He hesitated as he handed the glass over. "Is it a cold drink right after exercise..."
"It's okay!" Gojo Satoru interjected, "A sorcerer's constitution isn't that fragile."
The player turned around to listen to Gojo Satoru's words, and his hand naturally withdrew. Haibara Xiong bit the straw beside his mouth and said vaguely: "What I need most now is to cool down."
"Thank you!" Haibara Yu smiled as he took the cup from the player.
The player said "Oh" and noticed Nanami Kento standing nearby, walking straight towards him with a drink in hand.
"Nanami-kun!"
Nanami Kento looked into the other person's green eyes, which lit up as if they had found their target, and raised his hand in advance: "Thank you, I'm not thirsty."
"Excuse me, do you know where there's more..." The player's voice gradually trailed off, and the last few words, 'empty cup', were completely muffled.
"..." Nanami Kento, Nanami Kento suddenly realized that he might have misunderstood and said it out loud.
"...Yeah." He replied awkwardly, pointing the player in the direction. From a closer distance, he could see the pale skin, tanned to a faint red hue. Feeling a little uncomfortably, he wanted to speak, "Um..."
The player blinked before he could offer any further explanation, then continued, "Hey... you should be feeling a little thirsty. If you don't like drinks, how about plain water instead?"
Nanami Kento didn't refuse again: "...No, don't bother, thank you."
Haibara Yuu bit his straw as he approached Nanami Kento, who was standing still, and said with admiration, "Isn't the new classmate very considerate?"
Before Nanami Kento could answer, Haibara Yuu blinked and raised the glass in his hand: "He gave us ice drinks directly. If it were Gojo-senpai, he would definitely take the opportunity to tease us first."
"So you mean..." Nanami Kento lowered his eyes. Haibara Yu looked at him curiously, and he didn't continue.
He stroked the cool bottle with his hand, hesitating to agree with Huihara Yu's opinion.
“…very considerate.”
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
