RNP Chapter 441
Chapter 441
“So boring.”
“Salmon.”
In the classroom of the technical high school, a group of male high school students were wasting their time in boredom.
Compared to the scenes of students struggling on the line between life and death that appeared from time to time in Jujutsu High School.
At this moment, they all seemed to have become ordinary high school students.
“Where are the teachers?”
Yuji Itadori tilted his head and looked at Megumi Fushiguro who was sitting at his desk.
“Today is the day for students from Kyoto School to return to school. Principal Yemo and the teachers have gone to see them off.”
Megumi Fushiguro said without raising her head when she noticed Yuji Itadori’s gaze.
“Gojo teacher also went?”
“Yes.”
“Doesn’t Gojo teacher dislike this boring and formal event?”
Yoshino Junpei asked curiously.
“I guess he feels bored too.”
Panda, who was lying on the ground and almost turned into a panda pancake, said lazily.
“I seem to hear someone talking about me.”
“Wow, Gojo teacher!”
Yuji Itadori was startled by Gojo Satoru who suddenly appeared behind him.
“Teacher, didn’t you go to see off the people from Kyoto High School?”
Yuji Itadori patted his frightened heart, and asked with a tone of blame and confusion.
“Today, the singer ignored me for some reason, and Principal Yemo was also very bored, so I came back early.”
“It’s not good for teachers to leave such a formal event early.”
Junpei Yoshino scratched his cheek awkwardly and reminded him tactfully.
Since Junpei Yoshino joined the high school, the number of ordinary people in the high school has increased by +1.
“Eiji is here too, it’s okay, what were you discussing just now?”
Gojo Satoru waved his hand to signal Yoshino Junpei not to care, and then looked at the people who were still discussing something just now.
“You actually changed the subject…”
Junpei Yoshino opened his mouth, and he didn’t know how to persuade Gojo Satoru to work seriously next, as he had not yet abandoned the secular sense of shame.
“Everyone has left, we are so bored now.”
When this was mentioned, Yuji Itadori collapsed on the desk again like a deflated balloon.
“I see, boredom is indeed a serious problem.”
Gojo Satoru pinched his chin and said something that Yoshino Junpei didn’t understand at all.
Fushiguro Megumi’s eyes twitched at the side, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
“How about we discuss the separation of church and state while playing a ball-tossing game with the rice balls left over from yesterday.”
Gojo Satoru suddenly pointed his hands at Yuji Itadori with the gesture of a pistol.
“Megumi, you are responsible for recording. When we are done playing, we will post the video on the website, and then let Eiji make it a hot search to stir up trouble, how about that?”
After saying that, Gojo Satoru looked at Fushiguro Megumi with anticipation.
“I refuse.”
Fushiguro Megumi, who was prepared in his heart, refused without raising his head.
Based on his understanding of Gojo Satoru, no matter what he said at this time, he just had to refuse.
At most, the other party would hide in the corner and stare at you angrily, or give you some small notes like a child.
Megumi Fushiguro still can’t forget that Gojo Satoru stared at her for an entire afternoon, and then when she went home, she found a note with an elephant on it in her clothes.
The key point is that the note was found by Fushiguro Tsu Miki, who was going to help Fushiguro Megumi wash clothes.
Fushiguro Tsu Miki also pulled her mother to give Fushiguro Megumi an education lesson.
Nanami senior said that he had also been stuffed with a small note by Gojo Satoru and stared at for a whole day in anger.
“Eh? Megumi is so boring.”
Gojo Satoru’s arms drooped weakly in an instant.
“That’s right, Fushiguro is so boring.”
Yuji Itadori, who had come to Gojo Satoru’s side at some point, echoed.
“You think so too, let me tell you, when Megumi was a child…”
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Gojo Satoru put his head close to Yuji Itadori’s ear and covered it with his hand, and began to tell the story of Fushiguro Megumi’s childhood in a voice that could be heard throughout the classroom.
“That’s enough, Gojo-sensei! If you don’t have anything to do, you can bite a lighter instead of forcing yourself here.”
Foshiguro Megumi couldn’t sit still any longer. If he continued like this, his image as a cool and aloof boy would be completely ruined.
“I know, I know.”
Gojo Satoru immediately raised his hands in surrender.
“What else is interesting…”
Gojo Satoru looked around the classroom.
“Why are there only a few of you? Where are Kugisaki and the others?”
Gojo Satoru asked curiously.
“They went to see off the female students from Kyoto School. Didn’t you, Gojo-sensei, go too?”
Foshiguro Megumi looked at him strangely, as if to say, “I know everything, but you, a staff member on the scene, don’t know?”
‘It seems that they haven’t had those experiences yet. ‘
Gojo Satoru had a sly smile on his face.
“Hey, Yuji.”
“What’s wrong, teacher?”
“What do you think of skirts?”
Gojo SatoruWith a big smile, he came to the front of everyone.
“I always feel that a skirt is just a piece of cloth around the waist, which can’t cover anything at all?”
Yuji Itadori crossed his arms and said seriously.
At the same time, he imagined in his head the scene of himself fighting in a skirt and then exposing himself crazily.
Thinking of this, Yuji Itadori shuddered all over.
‘Skirts are really dangerous. Why are there so many dangerous little skirts on the streets? ‘
Yuji Itadori thought that his hoodie and trousers were safer.
“I heard that short skirts have existed since the Middle Ages, and there are also stockings and high heels. It seems that they were all worn by male nobles at the beginning.”
Panda came to the side of everyone with a grunt.
“Senior Panda, please read less unofficial history.”
Megumi Fushiguro complained.
“But those male nobles in many oil paintings wear high heels and stockings.”
“That’s different from the high heels and stockings now.”
Megumi Fushiguro helplessly held his forehead.
“But wearing something like that would expose your body, and it’s really shameless to walk around with equipment that has such low defense.”
Gojo Satoru began to act exaggeratedly.
“I always feel something is wrong, but it seems to make sense.”
“Salmon.”
Yuji Itadori, Satoru Inumaki, and Junpei Yoshino have begun to be misled by Gojo Satoru.
“Aren’t there many high schools wearing short skirts?”
Panda assisted in time.
“Yeah, that’s true.”
Gojo Satoru nodded and suggested.
“Let’s study it together to find out why such shameless things are so popular.”
Gojo Satoru raised his arms and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if he wanted to start a revolution.
“Oh!”
Yuji Itadori shouted from the side.
“Eh? Oh, oh!”
Junpei Yoshino’s brain was in a state of complete confusion at this moment.
“Yoshi, everyone follow me.”
Soon, Gojo Satoru led everyone except Fushiguro Megumi to the girls’ dormitory area.
Then he skillfully opened the window of the girls’ dormitory.
The buildings in the dormitory area of the technical college are relatively traditional, and many designs are full of the feeling of guarding against gentlemen but not villains.
So Gojo Satoru, who is bored, can do anything here.
Except for Medea’s warehouse.