I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

The news of the purge of Area 11 quickly spread throughout the CCG, and everyone was discussing it.

Hiroshi Fujiwara worked through the night to produce a report, and the next day he took it back to headquarters to report on his work.

"Fujiwara, didn't Gojo Special Class come?" Shinohara Yukinori asked in confusion.

Since joining the CCG, Gojo Satoru had never met this colleague who was also a Special Class Investigator.

He couldn't help but be curious about what kind of person his new colleague was.

However, judging from this 11th District cleaning incident, Gojo Special Grade should be a person who loves his job, is very capable, and is reliable.

"Uh...no, Special Class Gojo is busy and asked me to report the situation."

Fujiwara Hiroshi's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly brushed it off.

Sigh, I guess the five special class officers never thought of coming to headquarters to report for duty.

He didn't even go to the 11th district branch last night; he just left by himself.

"I see. Thank you for your hard work last night."

"Go back and rest for a few days. We'll let you know when Jason's quinque is finished and you can come pick it up."

Yukinori Shinohara handed a file bag to Hiroshi Fujiwara, which contained his appointment document for promotion to Second Class Investigator, along with his badge.

"Thank you, Mr. Shinohara. I will." Fujiwara Hiroshi solemnly accepted the file bag and said earnestly.

He joined the CCG to eliminate ghouls and protect humanity from their harm, and he will continue to work towards this goal.

Buck! Buck!

"Come in."

When Kotaro Amon pushed open the door, he found that in addition to Yukinori Shinohara, there was another unfamiliar young man in the office.

"Amon, you've arrived. Let me introduce you. This is Hiroshi Fujiwara, who has just been promoted to Second Class Investigator."

Yukinori Shinohara waved to Kotaro Amon, expressing his regret over Amon's fate.

"Hello, Mr. Amon. I've heard so much about you. I'm Hiroshi Fujiwara."

Hiroshi Fujiwara greeted Kotaro Amon warmly; he was also a graduate of the Ghoul Investigator Academy.

He naturally admires Amon, the outstanding senior, but his current idol is Gojo Satoru.

"Hello." Kotaro Amon greeted Hiroshi Fujiwara, looking a little haggard.

"Are you alright?" Hiroshi Fujiwara asked with concern when he saw Kotaro Amon's bandaged eyes.

"I'm fine." Kotaro Amon unconsciously clenched his fists, his hatred for ghouls growing ever stronger.

“Amon, this is what Mado left for you. He asked me to give it to you.”

Yukinori Shinohara took out a silver box and handed it to Kotaro Amon. This quinque was a keepsake from Kureo Mado, which he left to Amon.

"Amen, the deceased is gone, you must pull yourself together."

Yukinori Shinohara sighed. Their duty was to exterminate ghouls, which was an extremely dangerous job.

This is the fate of most ghoul investigators, which is why they write their wills when they first join the CCG.

Since you've become an investigator, you must be prepared to give your life for it.

“I understand, Shinohara-sensei,” Kotaro Amon replied in a low voice.

Yukinori Shinohara once taught at the Ghoul Investigator Training Academy, where he taught Kotaro Amon.

Kotaro Amon left with Kureo Mado's belongings, and Yukinori Shinohara then explained the situation to Hiroshi Fujiwara.

"Last night, Mado and Amon went to the 20th ward to exterminate the ghoul codenamed 'Rabbit,' but sadly, Mado was killed in action."

Yukinori Shinohara and Kureo Mado were once partners, and he felt quite sorry for her sacrifice.

Hiroshi Fujiwara went to Japan with Satoru Gojo last night, and then he was busy writing a report and had to rush back to headquarters, so he really didn't know about this.

He couldn't help but cover his face. He had actually asked Amen if his eyes were okay. He really knew how to bring up a sore subject!

Waaah, Fujiwara Hiroshi, you really deserve to die! You're rubbing salt in my wounds. He silently slapped himself twice in his heart.

"Alright, you should go back and rest now."

Yukinori Shinohara patted Hiroshi Fujiwara on the shoulder and told him to go back and rest.

Instead of going home to rest, Fujiwara Hiroshi attended Mado Kureo's memorial service.

He stared blankly at the black-and-white portrait of Mado Kureo, a thought popping into his mind.

If his partner hadn't been Gojo Tekka, he probably would have died in Area 11 last night too.

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"It's been a long time, Mr. Gojo."

Hideyoshi Nagachika spotted Satoru Gojo across the street from afar, waved to him, and smiled brightly.

"Ying, you've come at the right time. Your teacher has a very important task for you to complete."

When Gojo Satoru and Nagachika Hideyoshi ran up to him, they pressed his shoulder and said with a serious expression.

"Oh? Teacher, just tell me. I will do my best to accomplish anything that I can do."

Although Hideyoshi Nagachika was a little confused, he still agreed.

"Come on, stand here and help the teacher line up to buy all the limited edition mini cakes. You can use this card to swipe as you please."

Gojo Satoru and Nagachika Hideyoshi switched places, and now Nagachika Hideyoshi was the one queuing in front of the dessert shop.

what?

Hideyoshi Nagachika looked at Satoru Gojo with a blank expression. Queue up? This is the important task that Teacher Gojo was talking about?

"And what about you, teacher?" he couldn't help but ask, since there wasn't anywhere nearby to sit and wait.

If he comes to line up, will Gojo Satoru just stand by and watch him?

"Teacher has to leave for a bit, Ying, don't let your teacher down."

Gojo Satoru looked at Nagachika Hideyoshi with a serious expression, as if he really had something urgent to attend to.

"Okay, don't worry, Mr. Gojo, I promise to complete the task."

Hideyoshi Nagachika was infected by Satoru Gojo's emotions and spoke with great conviction.

"I trust you to handle things, so I'll get back to work now."

"I'm relieved," Gojo Satoru said, then turned and walked in another direction.

At the entrance of another dessert shop, the tall and long-legged Gojo Satoru stood out among a group of girls.

Looking at the line of more than a dozen people ahead of him, he took out his phone out of boredom and asked Fujiwara Hiroshi about his progress.

Hiroshi Fujiwara: "..."

What a demanding dad! He finally gets a few days off, but he still has to get up early to queue up for desserts for Gojo Satoru.

"Wow, he's so handsome! Could he be a celebrity?"

"What do you think about me getting an autograph?"

Do celebrities also queue up to buy desserts?

The girls ahead of Gojo Satoru in line were whispering among themselves, occasionally letting out a gasp.

Gojo Satoru wasn't wearing an eye mask today, but rather a pair of sunglasses, making him look cool and handsome, and the most eye-catching guy in the crowd.

"Hey... handsome, can I take a picture with you?" A girl mustered up her courage and turned to look at Gojo Satoru.

She didn't recognize which celebrity it was, so she tried to strike up a conversation to see if she could get a photo with him.

She'd regret it for the rest of her life if she missed out on such a handsome guy.

“Sure, but you’ll have to trade your position,” Gojo Satoru readily agreed.

!!!

As soon as Gojo Satoru said this, all the girls in front of him turned to look at him.