When his eyes met those gray inorganic eyes, he knew.

The memory has definitely not been restored, at most I just saw some fragmentary images.

Gojo Satoru took his hand back and asked with a smile, "It seems that you are still very powerful. How do you feel?"

Ji looked at him and shook his head honestly.

Not feeling good.

And I never want to experience it again.

Looking at his performance, Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "This time it was an accident. Your cursed power has recovered a little. It is not impossible for you to fully recover in the future."

The gray-haired young man looked at him quietly, as if waiting for his next words.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly, and a mysterious emotion flashed through his sky-blue eyes, but was then washed away by his squinting smile.

"——So, would you like to consider entering a technical high school, Thor?"

"?"

17.

"?" Ji slowly asked a question mark.

To be honest, he had not expected this development.

It's really unreliable to suddenly ask whether you want to enroll or not - it can even be said to be outrageous.

Ji blinked, trying to convey a message with his eyes:

I have no magical powers.

Gojo Satoru pushed Maki in front of him and said with a smile, "Maki doesn't have any cursed power either~"

Jixia subconsciously moved his gaze to the girl with dark green hair. After looking for two seconds, he suddenly reacted and turned his gaze back to Gojo Satoru.

The young man thought for two seconds, then blinked again to convey the message to Gojo Satoru:

I can't speak.

Gojo Satoru also blinked his eyes and appeared behind Inugami Satoru in an instant, pushing him forward a few steps and saying, "He can't speak either~"

Familiar, rippling waves.

Inujuan Ji was pushed to the front, half of his face hidden under his collar, revealing a pair of large purple eyes. He extended his left hand and said hello, "Kelp."

Hello.

For some reason, Ji strangely understood what he meant, so he also stretched out his hand and waved in response.

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru looked at the two of them and stroked his chin thoughtfully, "By the way... is this an illusion?"

Gojumaki Ji and Ji Qi turned their heads to look at him. Gojo Satoru looked at them seriously for a long while, and finally laughed:

"I noticed that you two have similar personalities."

spine:?

Dog Roll:!

The young man with short silver hair looked at himself, then looked at the pale-haired Thorn.

White hair, smart, mysterious, bandage, hood.

Damn, so cool!

Gou Juanji clenched his fists, his expression somewhat frustrated, and the ahoge on his head drooped even lower.

Completely outshined.

18.

Ji looked down at himself in confusion, then raised his head to look at Gou Juan Ji.

Silver hair, purple eyes.

And the tattoo that was accidentally revealed during the action just now.

Damn, so handsome!

Ji looked at himself and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

I am totally outdone, damn!

How about he take some money and go out and change his hairstyle when he has some free time?

Damn, this guy named Gojuanji has a really cool hairstyle!

Completely outshined.

19.

Gojo Satoru was satisfied with the situation. Seeing that both of them were full of fighting spirit, he nodded happily.

He decided to drop another heavy bomb on Ji to strengthen his determination to stay in the Jujutsu High School.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru nodded and said with a smile, "Kuro-kun..."

He seemed completely unaware that his expression and tone at this moment were very similar to the old witch who seduced and killed Snow White in Snow White.

After he shouted this, the two people named "Ji" looked up, and then one of them lowered his head again.

The one who lowered his head was exactly the "Ji" he wanted to call.

"My name is not Ji, my name is Ji-kun~" Gojo Satoru clarified in the tone of a high school girl.

When Ji heard this, he looked up at him and waited obediently for his next words.

Gojo Satoru continued, "Kuroshita-kun still has no place to live, let me think, it seems that he has no food either..."

spine:……

He is a poor man and he knows it, so there is no need for you to remind him again.

Unfortunately, Gojo Satoru didn't know what he was thinking, so he continued, "And if you wear this and go out to work, there won't be many people who will hire you."

"Besides, it seems that Mr. Ji is still underage."

Thorn: Painful attack!

The young man's face was blank after being hit by him, and his eyes looked at him blankly.

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"Minors cannot work."

Gojo Satoru reminded him in a low voice with a smile, and his words sounded like the devil's whisper coming from hell.

Thorn: Hateful.

Then the unethical teacher stood up, turned his broad back towards him, sighed, and said in a tone of great pity, "It's such a pity that Ji-kun doesn't want to come to a technical college with free tuition, free food and accommodation, and a safe and secure environment."

Ji...my heart was shamefully moved.

Even though he didn't want to, the school provided food and accommodation, and tuition was free!

For a poor guy like him, it can be said to be the best choice.

Why didn't he give him money after traveling through time? (Loudly)

20.

When Gojo Satoru saw that Thor did not directly refuse, he knew that this wave was stable.

Well, after all, this was the reason that took the almighty hemp material teacher Gojo Satoru several minutes to think about. If this still cannot move Ji, then he can only resort to coercion.

Gojo Satoru had a smile on his face.

As for why he was so insistent on bringing Ji to the Jujutsu High School...

Gojo Satoru glanced at Inugami Satoru who was happily chatting with his friends next to him, and the curve of his lips slightly frowned, but soon rose again.

Well, do you need a reason to do something?

Gojo Satoru waited patiently for another 5 seconds, and then saw the young man nod hesitantly.

The white-haired man snapped his fingers instantly, and took out a cannon specially used for parties from somewhere. He pulled the string at the back, and colorful flowers burst all over people's faces.

Thorn blinked blankly, the bright purple paper obscuring his vision.

Then, he raised his hand and took off the paper hanging on his face, and saw that Gojuanji had taken out a whistle at some point. After noticing that he was looking at him, he happily raised the whistle to his lips and blew it.