Anime Crossover: Master is Not Here Today

"Of course, after all, I'm the strongest."

Gojo Satoru accepted Ryougi Shiki's praise without any modesty, and laughed:

"But calling it a battle is too much of a stretch. We only exchanged a couple of simple moves, which was really not satisfying."

Then, he stared at Ryougi Shiki with great interest and asked:

"According to Ritsuka, you and she should be about the same level, right? If that's the case, your abilities should be about the same, right?"

"No, there are many differences."

Ryougi Shiki said without hesitation:

"Moreover, in terms of ability, I am stronger than that child."

"Haha, really? That's wonderful!"

Gojo Satoru laughed happily, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Therefore, he eagerly extended an invitation to Ryougi Shiki:

"So, do you want to fight me?"

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The students nearby held their breath and watched intently.

The person who can inspire Gojo Satoru to take the initiative to challenge you is definitely not an ordinary person. In other words, what follows may become the strongest and most intense battle in the world of jutsu. Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it!

As the invitee, Ryougi Shiki tilted her head, somewhat troubled, and said:

Are you sure?

"But you'll die."

What a strong response!

Everyone couldn't help but marvel, wondering if this girl, who seemed like a gentle and kind older sister, actually had such a strong personality!

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Satoru Gojo, the person involved, maintained a smile on his face, seemingly unaffected by the other party's words.

But the next moment-

"Then forget it."

To the students' surprise, after the other side made such harsh remarks, Gojo Satoru simply raised his hands and surrendered without hesitation.

He said with a grin:

"It would be a huge loss if I were to die so rashly."

"Shh-"

Seeing this, everyone immediately sighed in disappointment, with Zenin Maki even stating bluntly:

"Gojo-sensei, do you know that the most shameful person is the one who provokes others first and then backs down first?"

“Salmon salmon!”

"Haha, what can I do? I don't want to die!"

Gojo Satoru responded with a carefree laugh, seemingly unaffected by Zenin Maki's words, clearly having reached the pinnacle of shamelessness.

However, no one thought that Gojo Satoru was really scared; rather, it seemed more like a random prank, just like before.

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What others couldn't see was that Gojo Satoru's six eyes, hidden beneath his eyepatch, showed no sign of a smile as he stared intently at Ryougi Shiki.

The moment the other person finished speaking, the hairs on his body stood on end.

He will die.

This was a warning from his body and instincts.

There was no bluffing or arrogant provocation in her words; it was simply a straightforward statement, just like her calm tone.

Especially in that instant when their eyes met, through those iridescent pupils, he felt as if he truly saw his own death.

There's something wrong with their eyes.

Are your eyes special too?

Suddenly, Gojo asked.

Upon hearing this question, Ryougi Shiki did not answer, but instead turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are the most precious rainbow-level Mystic Eyes in her world, considered treasures that only exist in mythology, and are therefore highly coveted.

The reason she didn't answer immediately was because she was worried that there might be a group of people in this world who coveted the power of the Mystic Eyes, and that answering would cause trouble for Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Although she could kill them easily, she would feel annoyed if she had flies constantly around her.

Furthermore, for her, the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception is more of a manifestation of her inherent abilities than an ability in itself.

Even if her demonic eyes are gouged out, she will not lose her power.

Of course, no one could gouge out her eyes either.

Fujimaru Ritsuka understood Ryougi Shiki's meaning, smiled at her, and then turned to Gojo Satoru:

"Yes, but please allow me to keep the specifics of my abilities a secret."

As she said this, she secretly made a gesture to Gojo Satoru from an angle unseen by others.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, taking in Fujimaru Ritsuka's subtle movements, and chuckled:

"Is that so? Okay, then I won't ask anymore. After all, I am a qualified teacher and naturally I should respect the students' privacy."

However, at the same time—

Yuujin Itadori's Ryoumen Sukuna watched Fujimaru Ritsuka and Ryougi Shiki with great interest. Just now, when Gojo Satoru confronted the other party, he seemed to have caught a mysterious fluctuation.

That feeling was like death.

Thinking of this, he looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka with increasing interest.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

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As noon approached, the morning's exercise was almost over, and the people who were able to rest a little couldn't help but turn their attention to Fujimaru Ritsuka and the Servant Ryougi Shiki that she had unexpectedly summoned.

As fellow Servants, they unconsciously compared Ryougi Shiki to Jeanne d'Arc Alter when observing her, and quickly discovered the differences in their personalities.

Although Jeanne Alter is very beautiful, her first impression is more like that of an evil witch or a cold-blooded warrior; she does indeed look like a shikigami.

Ryougi Shiki, on the other hand, did not give such an impression at all. If it were not deliberately explained, people would probably really think that she was just a noble princess, an innocent and naive young lady who was like a child.

Furthermore, this young lady's attitude towards Fujimaru Ritsuka is clearly unusual!

Ryougi Shiki sat quietly and attentively beside Fujimaru Ritsuka, watching her train as if she were the only person in the world.

When Fujimaru Ritsuka finished her training, she took meticulous care of her husband like a Yamato Nadeshiko, wiping away Fujimaru Ritsuka's sweat with tissues and bringing her warm water.

"Master, you've worked hard."

"Ah, thanks."

More importantly, Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to have long been accustomed to this exceptionally attentive service, taking it for granted and enjoying the care without finding anything wrong with it.

There would be no problem!

The gossip burning in everyone's hearts grew even hotter, and subconsciously, they turned their gazes toward Joan of Arc Alter standing to the side.

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Chapter 45 Everyone understands Jeanne Alter's thoughts.

Jeanne Alter still wore her usual world-weary expression, seemingly unconcerned about the situation of Fujimaru Ritsuka and Ryougi Shiki.

Although she pretends not to care on the surface, she must really care about it in her heart, right?

That's what everyone was guessing.

Because of their time together, they realized that although Jeanne Alter seemed uninterested in everything and didn't seem to respect Fujimaru Ritsuka much, she actually cared about her quite a bit.

So, Kugizaki Nobara subtly gave Jeanne Alter a meaningful look, signaling her to come over.

Seeing the other party's hint, Joan of Arc Alter, puzzled, walked over and said:

"what?"

Kugizaki Nobara whispered to her:

"What's the deal with that girl named Ryougi Shiki? Do you guys know her?"

"She looks like she's Japanese, but I've never heard her name mentioned in history class."

Others also gathered around without realizing it, pretending to be nonchalant as they eavesdropped on the two's conversation.

These questions didn't touch on any secrets, and Joan of Arc Alter answered normally:

"We can barely be considered acquaintances. We've met a few times, but we're not familiar with each other. I only know a little bit about her situation."

Not only are there many Servants in Chaldea, but many of them also have their own small circles—including her—and not every Servant knows each other well.

“She’s not a normal Servant either, just like me, but she seems to be a bit more special. It’s normal that you haven’t heard of her.”

At this moment, Hisahito Itadori, who had been eavesdropping nearby, asked curiously:

"How strong is she? Is she really that good?"

"I do not know either."

To this question, Joan of Arc shook her head and said:

"I haven't seen her make a move, although intuitively I should be stronger, but..."