Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King

After the candied haws landed, it was immediately swallowed by a "black line" extending from the feet of the future. It was unknown which "glutton" in "Shadow Empire" it was.

Noticing the future's reaction.

Gojo Satoru smiled playfully.

Elbowed his waist.

Taunted:

"What do you think, brother, am I right?"

"It's that group of old ghosts. I can see clearly how many strands they split into."

"There's really nothing wrong with the girl's appearance. The only pity is that the child will be wronged in the future."

"But she's so beautiful, and you, who has inherited the same beauty control as your mother, don't you have any expression?"

The last few words, Gojo Satoru said close to the future's ear, so only the two brothers could hear it.

"Ahem!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you look like a teacher?"

Mirai coughed a few times, ignored Ou Doudou's teasing, and went to meet Yamabuki Otome who was still standing at the door of the classroom.

"You are the 'strongest' magician in the history of the magic world - Zenin Mirai, Zenin teacher, right?"

Seeing Mirai approaching him.

Otome Yamabuki, who was originally a bit of a cold beauty, smiled warmly. She stepped forward enthusiastically and said in a slightly excited tone:

"Teacher Zenin, I am the leader of your fan support group. I took the initiative to come to Tokyo High School just to be your student!"

"Can you sign for me?"

"Right here~"

Said.

Yamabuki Otome lifted a corner of her sleeve, revealing a white jade-like lotus arm.

And took out a signature pen from her bag and handed it to Mirai.

Took the signature pen.

Mirai also straightened up Yamabuki Otome's sleeves.

"Ms. Otome, as a girl, you should take better care of your body."

"I'm not a great person, and you shouldn't just ignore your body because you admire someone."

Said.

Mirai smiled.

She put her palm on the head of the somewhat frustrated Yamabuki Otome and comforted her: "If you want an autograph, there will be many opportunities in the future. The teacher is here and won't run around."

"Of course, I won't sign anything on your body."

"It's not good to chase stars in this way."

"Got it~"

"I was a little too excited to see the teacher."

For Mirai's concern and teaching, Yamabuki Otome bowed again apologetically, but the admiration in her eyes was even stronger and more cheerful.

On the student seat.

Maki pulled her lips in dissatisfaction.

He complained to his friends who had become good friends: "Tsk~ That slutty fox, isn't she just a little bit prettier? She looks so soft and tender, asking for a beating!"

The first person to speak out in the boys' camp was the panda, who looked the least like a human.

He looked like an "old driver", patted his head, and smiled honestly: "Well~ I like intellectual big sisters like Otome, who feel like a mother."

"Me, me too..." Although Otsutsukota was very shy, he instinctively thought that Yamabuki Otome was so pretty that she didn't look like a bad person.

Of course.

No matter how pretty she was.

It was difficult to shake the unique position of Kimoto Rika in Otsutsukota's heart.

The taciturn Inumaki Tsutomu also nodded and agreed: "Salmon salmon."

In the communication with the new classmates, in order to avoid his ideas being misunderstood, Inumaki Tsutomu temporarily only used the names of two sushi ingredients to communicate with them in the simplest way.

"Salmon" means approval.

"Dried bonito" means negation.

As for the names of materials that represent richer emotions.

Inujuki plans to slowly unlock them and let people adapt to them in the future when they spend time with their classmates.

"Mom is right, boys are visual animals = =" Mayi curled her lips and stood in the same camp as her sister, complaining.

On the other side of the classroom.

Mirai kept in touch with Mayi while collecting information about Yamabuki Otome on the spot.

"Name."

"Yamabuki Otome~"

"Gender."

"Keep it a secret~"

"Keep it a secret?"

Looking at the smiling Yamabuki Otome in confusion, she was already a stunning beauty without makeup.

She is indeed the most beautiful person among all the humans that Mirai has seen in her past and present lives, regardless of gender.

Although she is pure and flat, this foxy look of a beauty is clearly a girl, so Mirai also silently labeled her as a "girl" in her heart.

"Age."

"Eighteen~"

"Eighteen?"

The average age of students admitted to technical colleges is around fourteen, with the occasional fifteen.But it was the first time that Mirai had seen someone like Yamabuki Otome who was still 18 years old and still enrolled.

The old men in the senior management of the technical college were indeed malicious, Mirai thought, and continued to ask:

"Ritual."

"'Construction ritual', the effect is..."

"Ah~ I don't need to talk about the effect." Mirai heard this, raised her eyebrows, and interrupted: "Among the freshmen this year, there happens to be a girl who has the same ritual as you."

"Oh~ I know."

Yamabuki Otome always looked at Mirai with a charming smile, as if there was no one else in her world.

"Next, give me your hand, I want to assess your ritual accuracy and magician level."

Hearing this.

Yamabuki Otome nodded obediently, and then stretched out her right hand.

Her palm was very gentlemanly and lightly placed on the front of Yamabuki Otome's jade fingers.

The spell power immediately intersected.

The blue six eyes kept flickering faintly.

Mirai suddenly said, "Your 'Construction' technique accuracy is still a little short of 'First Class', but your 'Special Class' spell power just makes up for this."

"So my evaluation of you is - an excellent 'First Class' magician."

Releasing the base of Yamabuki Otome's knuckles, Mirai smiled knowingly, "Although you pay great attention to hand care, there are still some traces of training."

"Considering your technique accuracy, you probably don't like 'Constructing' long-range weapons such as guns and cannons that require high precision, but prefer 'Constructing' melee weapons such as swords that are relatively simple to construct."

"It's exactly the opposite type of our Mayi~" At this point, Mirai's face showed a doting smile like an aunt.

"Teacher Zenin has a really sharp eye~" Yamabuki Otome sighed, and put her retracted palm behind her back without leaving a trace, trembling slightly.

Zenin Mirai's insight that he almost saw through her underwear after just touching her hand scared her a little.