Jujutsu World Establishment After Defeating the Boss Ch. 162

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Under the curious eyes of everyone, Satoru raised his mobile phone leisurely and dialed a number skillfully.

Then his originally free and confident expression changed, and a bit of the sorrow of a woman in the boudoir was added.

Before the other party could speak, Satoru howled and took the initiative:

"Principal Gakuganji, your students have no moral integrity and bullied my students in front of me, I can't do anything, I'm so miserable, I finally trained some good students and wanted to contribute to the bright future of the jujutsu world, but they were treated like this..."

Gakuganji on the other end didn't say anything, but rushed over at his fastest speed.

After hearing what happened, Gakuganji, who didn't have the thick skin of a young man, glared at the students of his school fiercely, his hawk-like eyes seemed to be cutting the students' flesh and blood, making a group of students who were originally righteous and righteous instantly obedient like chickens.

However, just when Satoru wanted to show off his wit to Sukuna, he heard Gakuganji hitting the ground with his cane, "You have only met Gojo a few times, how come you have been assimilated by this bastard Satoru Gojo?"

Satoru, who was suddenly named, jumped up like a big cat with its fur blown up, "Principal Gkuganji, don't slander me for no reason! Principal Yaga said I am a good teacher!"

Gakuganji was too lazy to argue with Satoru and just uttered a heavy "humph".

Yaga praised him? It's nonsense! He was so shameless!

"Principal Gakuganji, you are here now, do you think we should add some prizes?" An idea suddenly popped up in Satoru's mind, "Since it is an exchange event, we can't just make friends through martial arts, we should also add some other ways of communication~ After all, young people are not like you, who are already in their twilight years and have no energy."

The words without any attitude of asking for help made Gakuganji feel like he had a high blood pressure attack.

However, Satoru did not wait for him to say whether he agreed or not, and continued directly, "How about this, Tokyo School, as the host, will generously hold the first sister school art exchange evening party. At that time, whoever loses in the batting game will be responsible for the entertainment performance of the exchange party! At least 3 performances in total!"

"We will all be in the world of jujutsu from now on. We will meet each other sooner or later. More friends mean more opportunities." Satoru said with a smile, and then his voice turned cold, "Kyoto School can't afford to lose, right~"

Provocation works everywhere, and Kyoto School felt that they must not lose this game again, so they agreed readily.

At the same time, after discussion, because the Mechamaru representative played with Kokichi, he was deprived of the qualification to participate with Kokichi's body, and the Mechamaru must also fly with the cursed tools provided by Sukuna, and could not fly independently using the driving device.

In an instant, the Tokyo School students' favorability towards this principal increased a lot.

Even Gakuganji heard a comment from Tokyo School students while walking in Tokyo school, "Although he is a little old and bald, at least he is honest!"

Then, at the Kyoto School meeting held the next day, Gakuganji had a dark face, "If you can't teach those Tokyo School students who are spoiled by Satoru Gojo a lesson on the field, then I will not only need to reconsider your grades this school year, but also copy your performances and play them for my juniors every school year!"

Instantly, all Kyoto School students sat upright, except for Aoi who was absent again, and they all shouted in unison, "Kyoto School must win!"

This was about the face of the future, they didn't want their social death videos to be passed down through the ages.

For this, they would definitely go all out!

In the following training time, the students of the two schools no longer have any tricks, and they all have a strong desire to win the batting competition, and then let the students of the other school celebrate their victory and sing and dance.

Although Satoru's ideas were always unreliable, this idea was rare and made people feel comfortable.

Three days passed quickly, and the "Where are the cursed spirits~ The first Tokyo FLY Cup thrilling dokidoki batting competition where the cursed spirits are" was held as scheduled.

With the sound of Satoru's starting gun, students from both schools jumped on their "war horses" like knights on the battlefield, flying towards the vast forest to find the cursed spirit balls thrown into the field.

Because of Kuro and Shiro's keen sense of smell, Megumi quickly found the cursed spirit balls running around in the trees.

Fearing that Kuro and Shiro's voices would disturb the wandering third-grade cursed spirits, Megumi put away his Shikigami.

Then he cleverly avoided obstacles such as trees, raised the racket with full concentration, and his body and arms swung out a beautiful curve.

At the same time, the cursed spirit that sensed the danger and wanted to escape was almost squeezed into a pancake by inertia in the ball, and was forced to fly towards Yuji at high speed with Megumi's movements.

Sukuna and Satoru still sat in the VIP position of the flying sofa, observing the students' movements.

Because the field was large, Satoru, who knew it would be difficult to score a goal in a short time, stretched out his claws and poked Sukuna.

"Sukuna-chan, do you think I should perform a show as a teacher representative?" Compared with the students who didn't want to leave a black history, Satoru, who turned into a big peacock with a spread tail, was eager to try, "Although there are many things I am not good at (this sentence is modest), I learn it quite quickly."

Looking at Satoru who pricked up his ears and listened carefully, Sukuna, who rarely came into contact with entertainment performances such as singing and dancing, began to think and tried to give Satoru useful suggestions.

She quickly thought of something.

Since Satoru asked, Sukuna, who was not shy, did not hide her thoughts.

Opening the phone, Sukuna entered the keywords and found a video, and handed it to Satoru.

It wouldn't be some handsome guy dancing a hot dance...

Satoru touched his nose and forced himself to hide his interested expression.

Then Satoru, who was wearing round-frame sunglasses and white hair, saw a white-haired old man wearing a black robe, wearing the same sunglasses as him, playing an instrument called "Erhu", which made a very penetrating and recognizable sad music, like resentment, love, crying and complaining...

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