Jujutsu World Establishment After Defeating the Boss Ch. 173

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After Yaga escaped from the dream, he could clearly identify the source of the sound at his window.

Yaga, who had already had a premonition, pulled open the curtains and saw someone intoxicated and emotional under the voice-controlled lights in the corridor.

That night, the voice-controlled lights in the entire teaching building were collectively bright because of a loud sound of killing chickens.

The next day, a group of Tokyo School students appeared in Sukuna's room.

Originally, it was just Megumi who came to visit with two Divine Dogs, and then Yuji met Megumi in the corridor and came together.

After that, like a snowball, more and more people came to Sukuna's room.

After getting familiar with Sukuna, some students became more relaxed.

Compared with the teaching area meeting room, which was still a long way away, the spacious teacher dormitory was more suitable for sitting together and playing happily.

This world did not need to be closed for practice, and Sukuna had no personal belongings. These were all her students. In addition, the students have offered snacks and furry dogs, so Sukuna would naturally not close the door.

Yuji and Junpei saw that the refrigerator in Sukuna's room was almost empty, so they knocked on the door of Gojo-sensei's room next door, and brought back a bunch of fruits and desserts, as well as a spirited Satoru Gojo.

A group of students sat, lay, and leaned around the table, chewing on the washed fruits and chatting about the latest gossip.

"Satoru, did you make Masamichi angry again last night?" Panda muttered in a low voice. He saw Yaga's face today, which was ashen.

Yaga was in a good mood before. The victory in the team competition, plus the good performance in the batting competition, could make Yaga, who was in a good mood, look like this, except for Satoru.

Satoru paused while chewing the apple, feeling that the wound he had healed with the reverse cursed technique was aching again.

But in front of the cute Sukuna-chan sitting next to him, Satoru immediately denied it three times, "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

No one listened to his explanation, but started to gather to study the three hundred and eight ways that Satoru angered the principal.

Seeing that Sukuna was listening to the gossip seriously, Satoru quickly knocked on the small coffee table in front of him, "You are gathered here, shouldn't you talk about something constructive? For example, the topic of the literary evening! Kyoto School has already decided on the topic! Our Tokyo School can't fall behind!"

As soon as Satoru said this, all the students of Tokyo School immediately looked as if they had eaten arsenic.

"What kind of topic did Kyoto School decide on?" Nobara urged Satoru to show the topic of Kyoto School and give them some reference value in Tokyo School.

Satoru thought of the topic of Tokyo School and smiled slyly, "Kyoto School will perform a cute otaku dance!"

The students of Tokyo School who originally wanted to learn from the model of Kyoto School looked at each other. They did not doubt the news from Satoru. Their eyes were full of "Is Kyoto School crazy?", "What's wrong with this world?".

But soon, the students of Tokyo School, who were afraid that someone would betray the organization, questioned with their eyes,

"We will never perform otaku dance, right?"

"That's right!"

"This art performance will be voted for the best player and the best program. You see that Kyoto School has brought out such a special skill, and our Tokyo School cannot lose!" Satoru clenched his fists, with a hot flame in his eyes, "You will not let sensei down, right!"

"Gojo-sensei, was there a prize?" Yuji raised his hand actively, with the same flame in his eyes as Satoru.

Maki was very familiar with Satoru's routine, "I guess it's just a signed photo with Satoru."

Satoru paused guiltily, then asked in a negotiating tone, "How about two?"

Nobara, who had a sullen face, suddenly jumped up, "How much can a signed photo with Gojo sell for?"

A group of people immediately leaned over and found that there was more than one person who wanted to buy it in the sorcerer forum, and the reasons were all kinds of strange.

Some said they were simply greedy for Satoru's face.

There were also people who wanted to use the most powerful sorcerer as a talisman to protect themselves.

There were even people who said they wanted to hang it in front of their baby's bed, and maybe looking at it more often would make their baby awaken an extraordinary technique.

"Wow!" Even Satoru, who was always very satisfied with himself, didn't expect that he would be so popular (his photos have so many strange uses).

Touching his nose, Satoru suppressed his pride and said modestly, "I'm so sorry, I accidentally exposed my charm again~"

"Feudal superstition kills people..." Although Nobara sneered at such behavior, everyone could see that her hands quickly shared some popular songs and dances and memes in the group.

"Kugisaki..." Looking at the idiotic videos in the group that were more bizarre than the previous "3.5 billion yen", Megumi's face froze, and a bad premonition slowly rose in his heart.

He just wanted everyone to get through this terrible art performance peacefully, but the current situation seemed to be wrong...

"If you don't make money, you're a bastard!" Nobara said confidently, and at the same time, she raised three fingers to Satoru, "I want three!"

The price must not be low to invite such a great god!

Satoru also nodded proudly and lifted her hair, "I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

Seeing that some students who are not short of money and value their reputation showed stubborn expressions, Sukuna dropped a heavy bomb, "As long as you get the first place, I will expand the formation of the previous batting competition to the entire school."

Facing the surprised faces with their mouths wide open, Sukuna calmly added a patch, "For a whole year, until the art evening of the next exchange event, Gojo, you notify Kyoto School that this reward also applies to Kyoto School."

Compared with such a promise, Satoru's "million handsome photo" was simply insignificant.

Except for the two Divine Dogs who were a little afraid of heights, all the teachers and students of Tokyo School, including Satoru, had their eyes lit up.

"The whole school, can we fly to class?" Junpei was very interested.

Because Tokyo School was so big, if there were early classes, you have to get up very early. If you could win the right to fly, then the early classes didn't seem so scary!

"It will be convenient to go down the mountain!" Nobara thought that she didn't have to go through the winding road down the mountain, and she felt that most of the shackles that restricted her to go shopping in Tokyo disappeared.

"Salmon!" Toge high-fived Panda and vowed to get the right to fly for a year. In this way, it would be much more convenient to go down the mountain to do tasks (play).

Yuji seemed to be bathed in flames, and the light in his eyes was shining scary, "Then we can play batting games together in our spare time!"

Formation was not something Sukuna was good at, but this formation had a small range and simple effect, Sukuna could handle it at will.

Therefore, she agreed decisively, "Yes."

The next second, the whole audience exclaimed "wow, wow, cool."

With the great goal of building a high school campus, the students of Tokyo School quickly divided into groups to determine the tasks.

The second-year students were in one group, and the first-year students were in another group.

After the second-year students finalized their own programs and went to prepare them, the first-year students argued about several performance forms. Ignoring Satoru's nonsense, the four first-year students chose to ask their good teacher Sukuna.

Sukuna usually surfed the internet mainly to learn about the knowledge, furry things and food in this world, so after watching the videos carefully selected by the students, it could be regarded as opening a new window.

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