mtlumby2d Chapter 374 Exchange Meeting Individual Battle - Opening
Chapter 374 Exchange Meeting Individual Battle - Opening
Note: This chapter is two chapters in one
After a long and persistent hand-to-hand combat, the second-level cursed spirit was successfully exorcised, Kamo Kenji gave up the assassination, the winner was decided, and the highlight of the exchange meeting finally came to an end.
No matter if they were losers or winners, or even a few neutral people who did not participate at all (such as Mingming), everyone's tense nerves relaxed, and they planned to face the coming of the personal battle with a more relaxed attitude.
Judging from the plot, this year's so-called "individual battle" must have been cancelled.
Gojo Satoru changed all the contents in the lottery slip into activities that are more suitable for young people to have fun. However, this is not something that must be made a top-secret confidential project.
Geto Suguru and I simply eliminated a few overly outrageous events like "Sumo", "Wrestling" and "Fencing", but we didn't make any major changes.
I guess Principal Ye Moth was already well aware of what these evil disciples were capable of doing, but he just tacitly turned a blind eye and let them do whatever they wanted.
Feeling that it would probably not happen again, Kamo was desperate and planned to assassinate Itadori in front of several special-class masters, and the green glass bottle that was said to help Ryomen Sukuna escape from control had been secretly hidden by Gojo Satoru. I became much lazier.
After staying up all night to finish the game Civilization 5 that I downloaded on my computer, I didn't go to bed until about :, slept until I woke up naturally, and then was late as expected.
However, it is strange that there are people who come as late as I do.
It’s still Geto Suguru.
It was rare to see the hardworking teacher Xia Yu being late. I raised my eyebrows and teased him, "Jie, were you stealing last night? You're late today too."
He didn't answer, but asked: "Youxin, why don't you look very energetic today?"
"Yeah." I yawned and said, "Anyway, I don't need to compete today, so I'll just go through the motions."
"What about you?"
"As for me...I'm not a thief." He smiled and said nonchalantly, "It's just that Wu said he would take care of everything this time, so it would be unreasonable for me not to be lazy."
"That's true."
The door of the activity room was half open. When Xia Youjie and I were standing at the door talking, the sound of people talking inside could be heard intermittently.
The draw was over and everyone was discussing the upcoming competition.
"I've never played baseball." Nishimiya Tao asked, "Mayi, have you ever played it?"
"I saw my cousin fight when I was a kid." Chanyuan Zhenyi answered without much concern, "But he spoke so harshly that he was surrounded and beaten by the members of the family's bodyguard team before he could hit anyone. After that, he never fought again. So I'm not very familiar with the rules."
"That idiot deserved to be beaten."
Maki sneered with disdain and said sarcastically, "That guy keeps talking about feudal things. No wonder the head of the family doesn't bother to pay attention to him."
emmm... Combining the context analysis, this guy who was beaten, despised and ignored seems to be Zenin Naoya.
Well, no sympathy at all.
The Zen family under Shiner's leadership is really vibrant.
If it had been in the past, there would have been no way such a joke could be told by the two sisters and shared with their peers. It turns out that times are constantly changing, and only someone like Shen'er can be the head of the family to bring out new vitality.
However, just like the plot in the original book, the draw is still a baseball game.
I raised the corners of my lips and pushed the door open first.
Everyone was already in the middle of a discussion, so no one would care if a few people were late.
So I decided to just walk over to Yuji and pretend that oversleeping never happened.
However, his eyes only casually glanced at a delicate and exquisite little machine on the table beside him.
It takes up about half the area of the long table and is rectangular in shape, just about the same height as me.
The outer metal packaging is covered with red and yellow paint, the display screen is painted with decorative patterns, and there is a handle on the right that has been polished to a shine.
After pulling it down, the machine inside will start to work. Along with the rotation of the chain and gears on the spell tool, the refrigerator and compressor will start working at the same time. Finally, the things originally stored in will be sent out from the snap-on part.
At the beginning, when I asked Kong Shiyu to buy this so-called "finale treasure" on the black market, I found that it was actually not of much use at all. The original owner had drained all the contents from it before selling it. It was basically just an empty shell.
Fortunately, I had the instruction manual. I also happened to have Rokugan at the time, so I modified it and gave it to Gojo Satoru as a birthday present.
It's that lottery machine...why is it here?
My steps suddenly stopped, and then I bumped into Xia Youjie who was about to follow my steps.
"Hiss..." Xia Yujie's chin just pressed on my head, making a slight painful sound.
"Guomea." I turned around and looked at the red skin at the corner of his mouth, and said apologetically, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Xia Youjie rubbed his chin and then asked, "Youxin, why did you stop suddenly?"
His inquiring voice lingered in my ear, very close to me, and passed like an electric current along the warm palm above my shoulder to my neck.
I couldn't help but shudder.
"It's okay." I shrunk my neck to make some distance, pursed my lips to reveal a faint smile, and continued to walk forward, explaining to him, "I didn't have time to eat this morning, and I suddenly felt very hungry."
"How can I not eat?" He sighed softly, thought for a moment, took out a candy from his pocket, handed it to me and said, "There is only this one left, you can eat it first to replenish your sugar."
"I'll take you to breakfast later."
His attitude was friendly and natural. He didn't seem to doubt what I had just said, nor did he intend to delve into the slightly strange pause.
"Thank you." I took the thing he handed me, lowered my eyes, tore open the transparent cellophane, and put the light green oval fruit candy into my mouth.
It is true that I didn’t have breakfast, and it is also true that it was used as an excuse.
With a "crunch", the candy was crushed forcefully between the teeth, and the mouth was instantly filled with the unique sourness and sweetness of green apples.
"Yuujin." I turned my head and tapped the boy next to me on the shoulder, showing a slightly curious expression, and asked, pointing to the front, "What is that machine and where did it come from?"
The gaze behind me was fixed on a certain point with a strong presence, but I naturally ignored it.
"Ah, Sister Youxin, good morning."
Yuji first greeted me with great vigor, then looked at Gojo Satoru, who was still being beaten up by Principal Yega for causing trouble, and explained, "This seems to be a lottery machine that Gojo-sensei brought from home."
"Lottery machine?"
Show a puzzled expression at the right time.
"Yes." Panda also joined the conversation, pointing at the delicate and small object and said, "I don't know where he got it from, it seems like someone gave it to him as a gift."
"I've been fiddling with it for a while, but I didn't expect it to be fixed now."
"It's fixed." I frowned subconsciously and asked, "Has it been broken before?"
"No." Panda waved his hands. "He insisted on taking it apart. He was super confident that he could do it in a snap. But it took him several months and he was laughed at."
This is of course due to the lack of an instruction manual, and since it has been modified by me, it would be a miracle if he could put it back together quickly.
However, he deserves to be laughed at for messing up someone else's birthday present without permission.
"I see." I nodded absentmindedly and asked the final question, "Then why did he move this lottery machine here today?"
"You should ask him about that." Fushiguro Megumi said in a tone that was hard to describe. "He thought it was boring to just put the lottery slips in an ugly and old-fashioned box at the exchange meeting. In order to express Gojo-sensei's unique sense of ritual, he not only stuffed all the lottery slips in, but also shouted that he wanted to compete in all the items."
I:"........."
So abstract, how on earth can Principal Ye Moth tolerate this guy hanging around in front of him every day...
"So, the final game is baseball, right?" I asked. "You should have played baseball before, in your old school, Hisahito."
"Yeah." Thinking of the school he had attended before, his eyes were filled with nostalgia. He patted his chest and smiled and said, "My former senior in the track and field club always dragged me to various competitions and activities. I almost learned most of the rules of sports."
"Such."
My heart suddenly softened.
If they were not the protagonist and supporting characters in Jujutsu Kaisen, but just in any ordinary sports anime, they would probably be happier than they are now.
"Sister Youxin, do you want to participate?" asked Yuji.
"I won't participate." I smiled and shook my head. "I don't really understand the basic principles of playing baseball, and I'm not very interested."
Although everyone looked good in their uniforms and helmets, I had no idea how the rules of the sport worked.
Even when the company organized team-building activities, there were people who tried to explain it to me, but... it was just too hard to understand.
What is first base, second base and home run, and why do you have to hit it out and then hit it? I have no idea.
Going to work is annoying enough, and I am forced to go out for exercise on weekends. It is even worse than working overtime for free. If I like it, then I'm crazy.
"I'll just cheer for you, Youren." I patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely cheer for you super loudly."
"Eh... you don't have to be super loud." He touched his head a little embarrassedly, "As long as Sister Youxin can cheer me on, that's enough."
"Sister Youxin, how can you only support him?" Wild Rose rushed over, pressed down on Yuji's back and said, "We want it too."
I turned my head and saw Meegumi standing a little further away. After making eye contact with me, she quickly turned away.
It's still as awkward as it was when I was a kid.
"Okay." I smiled and said, "Nobara, Hisahito, Megumi and everyone else, I will cheer for you, okay?"
after an hour.
I finished breakfast with Jay, and then stood at the competition venue, cheering loudly for the participating members.
"Come on, Yujin, kill him!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Baagumi, swing that stick over there and knock him away!"
"He's coming, Wild Rose, hurry up!"
Whenever Kenji Kamo approached them, my voice would become particularly high-pitched and my expression would become excited.
Maybe it was because he was too obvious. Even Gojo Satoru, a super insensitive guy, couldn't sense that the singer disliked him. He sneaked up to my ear and whispered, "Yushin-chan, you're too targeted. Everyone can see it."
Kamo Kenji himself was also quite confused, so he turned around and asked Yuji: "Does your sister really hate me?"
Tiger Stick was a little confused: "I don't know either..."
Maki crossed her arms and said coldly, "You were already plotting to kill her brother yesterday, and you still expect her to be nice to you? Isn't that a bit too far-fetched?"
After listening to this, Kamo Kenji thought for a moment, accepted it well and said, "That's right."
Then, during the intermission, he simply walked up to me and bowed vigorously to me on the spot: "I am deeply sorry for wanting to kill your brother. If you want to retaliate, I can totally accept it."
"No, Miss Yushin Yuji." He said very sincerely and loudly, "Please definitely take revenge. No matter what the punishment is, I will accept it calmly."
Me: “............” Ah this.
He really looked like he wouldn't complain even if I beat him up.
However, can I say that the reason why I was cheering Kenji Kamo on from the sidelines to make things difficult for him was not as complicated as they imagined?
Simply because, if he hadn't been thinking about hunting down Yuji, the two of them wouldn't have been talking face to face about their mother.
If we don't talk about it, Yuji won't be curious about his biological mother and won't ask me.
If Yuji didn't ask, I wouldn't have to make up a bunch of lies in order to prevent him from being disappointed in the image of his mother, and Zhangxiang wouldn't have heard them. In the end, he wouldn't have suddenly exploded with emotion and wanted to run out to find a noose.
And I...don't have to call him "Ouni-chan" three times in a row just to calm him down!
You know, except for the first time when I disgusted Geto Suguru, I have never called anyone such an embarrassing name!
More importantly, if none of the above things had happened, I wouldn't have been overheard by Shen'er who appeared out of nowhere and become completely socially ruined.
Since yesterday afternoon, I have been mocked by this scumbag in a sarcastic way for a long time. The most infuriating thing is that he even threatened me to shout it several times (otherwise he would tell this to others). This is such a huge shame!
I really want to dig a hole on the spot and bury Fushiguro Shinji, then take Megumi and Tsumiki over there and burn some incense and be done with it.
Ahhhhhh........
So... in the final analysis, I was just taking my anger out on Kamo because of what happened yesterday afternoon.
"Forget it." I found a random chair and sat down, propping up my chin and said depressedly, "I won't disturb your game anymore, you can leave now."
"but......"
"Kamo-san." I turned my gaze back and said to him, "As for me, if I really hate someone, I will just beat him up or kill him, I won't just yell at him like playing house." (Except for Gojo Satoru, that's because he really deserves a beating)
"So... I just felt a little annoyed with you. I didn't mean to do anything to you."
Kamo Kenji, who seemed to be fully prepared to be beaten to the point of being paralyzed, said: "............"