Gojo Satoru gave the young man in the quilt a critical look and clicked his tongue twice.
"And who are you? Get out of my way."
The tall, white-haired man stood with his arms crossed, looking down at the other person. From head to toe, he exuded arrogance!
No wonder so many people support the leaky balconies.
One must persevere and work tirelessly.
One who is nothing but arrogant.
For those unaware of the situation: Wait, isn't that white-haired guy the villain? Then we should support the heroes!
As a result, the 'righteous' spirits like Louhu actually gained a lot of support.
It's too far off topic.
Under Gojo Satoru's gaze, the young man in the quilt didn't know where to look.
Judging from his attire, he is a shut-in who likes to stay at home, wrapped in a quilt, and wandering around the internet.
What sets him apart from ordinary otaku is that he's not fat, and he also possesses a surprisingly effective supernatural ability to gather intelligence.
But at heart, he's still a socially anxious, introverted, and reclusive guy.
Being treated this way, especially when the person on the other end is the goddess he's liked for a long time, he couldn't utter a single word.
Not to mention there were other players around.
Some glanced at it and left quickly, but quite a few players stayed to watch the spectacle out of curiosity.
However, it was because he stopped the person that Tachihara Michizo caught up from behind.
"Wait! Silver—"
Tatehara Michizo stopped abruptly because Gojo Satoru had made a special gesture, and an energy ball was gathering at his fingertips.
"Mr. Gojo, I didn't come here to see you."
"Yin, we worked together before, I hope you can be more clear-headed."
Before Yin could ask a question, he started rambling on and on as if afraid of being silenced, and the angle he was targeting was—
"You're still young, don't get fooled... blah blah... He has so many women, and there will be even more in the future. Will he still remember you then... blah blah..."
In summary, the message was to persuade her to escape her misery.
Gojo Satoru glanced furtively at the man in the corner, then at the orange-haired man in front of him, and couldn't help but reach out and slap him repeatedly!
"Awesome! I admire you, you're a true man!"
Tachihara Michizo didn't reply; his gaze was fixed intently on Gin.
"Yin, listen to me..."
"Shut up!"
"Say one more word and I'll take action!"
Yin frowned, gripping the sharp blade that had quietly slipped into his palm.
She thought that even if it meant risking punishment or being expelled from this space, she would make that person on the other side pay!
"You're accusing me to my face? Do you think I wouldn't kill someone?"
"Disrespectful to the gentleman—"
The silver-white blade in his hand gleamed coldly.
Anyone could see how determined Akutagawa Gin was to kill.
She'll take action!
If you say another bad word about the man she's talking about, she'll definitely take action!
Even if, according to the rules set by the God, one would be warned after taking action, and would be expelled from this space after two such actions, and given that Bai Ze, the person she relied on, might not be able to stop or change this situation, she would not change her mind.
Because someone spoke disrespectfully to the person she respected, relied on, and loved most!
In other words, she has a mild temperament.
If her brother Ryunosuke Akutagawa were here, he would have immediately manipulated Rashomon to create a huge hole in the person who was speaking!
"Well!"
Suddenly, Gojo Satoru's eyes widened as he clutched his stomach.
"Mr. Gojo, what's wrong?"
"My...stomach feels a little strange?"
Wu Tiao Wu was completely bewildered.
what's going on?
Even with no bottom line, can't the virus be stopped?
Or is it that his long-awaited "uncle" has come?
—Mr. Gojo, men don't have periods, thank you.
The onlookers in the corner could no longer stand idly by and hurried over to help Gojo Satoru.
He first nodded to Akutagawa Gin: "Sister-in-law."
"Wutiao, let's go back first. Your situation is a bit special."
"What? You can't understand it either?!" Gojo Satoru exclaimed in surprise!
"I need to ask my senior brother."
Now, they didn't care about the "quilt youth" or "Tachihara Michizo" anymore.
Gojo's health is important.
Hoshizora, who had just come out, helped Gojo Satoru, and the three of them walked out of the crowd.
Before leaving, the starry sky cast a dark glance at the two of them, enveloping them like bone-chilling ice. They subconsciously looked away and shivered.
"whispering sound!"
Seeing this, Xingkong casually withdrew his gaze, as if to say: You dare to say that?
After getting rid of the troublesome person, Hoshizora supported Gojo Satoru with one hand and, together with Akutagawa Gin, escorted Gojo Satoru back.
Gojo Satoru was focused on observing his own body with his six eyes, unaware that Hoshizora's eyes were staring blankly into the void, and he didn't know what Hoshizora was doing.
130 Painless fatherhood? Little Six Eyes!
When the three of them rushed to where Bai Ze was currently staying, Gojo Satoru looked at the crowd gathered in the room with surprise.
Gojo Satoru:? ? ?
what's going on?
Are all of them here?
What happened?
Sweep around from left to right.
Nearby, either sitting or standing, are the Touka and Rokuka sisters, the two dragons Tolkanna, the two goddesses of hell, Hell Tayu and Aka, Kobayashi, Miketsu, and Akutagawa Gin's brother, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, plus Akutagawa Gin and Hoshizora who just entered. All of Bai Ze's relatives and friends are here!
That’s not all!
On the other side, Masamichi Yagami, the principal of Tokyo Jujutsu High School, was pretending to weave a cursed corpse, but in reality, his gaze was fixed on him behind his sunglasses.
The reverse technique was used by Shoko, whose panda eyes, typical of a wet nurse, scanned him up and down as if she were looking at some rare animal. He had a feeling that if he let his guard down, Shoko would grab his scalpel and slash him.
His friend Xia Youjie jumped up emotionally and ran to his side to support him, as if he were helping an old lady or a pregnant woman.
There were also Xia Youjie's twin daughters, who were not familiar with him, fiddling with their phones and glancing at him from time to time.
Even those who are not familiar with each other are like this.
Those who criticize him all the time, such as "Second Generation Heaven and Tyrant", "Tyrant's Sister", "Mutant Cursed Corpse", and "Fukuguro Megumi", are clearly looking for a good show to watch him make a fool of himself.
Hisahito Itadori and Yuta Otsukoshi, who respected their teacher the most, lowered their heads discreetly, their eyes flickering.
Huzhang's three older brothers stared straight at him, occasionally exchanging glances with each other.
The reliable adult, Nanami Kento, and Haibara Yu, who was beside him, pretended to be chatting, seemingly not giving him a single glance.
--weird!
How weird!
Gojo Satoru couldn't pretend that they had gathered there for some important matter.
They have a proper "watching the show" attitude.
"...Hmm, are you all staring at me because you're impressed by my handsomeness?"
But who is Gojo Satoru?
Will he feel awkward?
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