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Chapter 9

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When Satoru stood outside the classroom with empty hands, he heard some whispers.

The strongest sorcerer, who had no sense of being late by ten minutes, lifted his hair and imagined confidently: This was thinking about how to welcome their respected and beloved Teacher Gojo!

Satoru did not push the door open immediately, but put his ear against the classroom door, scratching the door panel like a gecko, curiously listening to the young people's topic.

"I can't even understand the stem of this..." Nobara was frantically testing on the edge of irritability.

"Kugisaki, calm down." Yuji was afraid of Nobara's temper, and hurriedly urged Megumi on the side, "Come on Fushiguro, come on Fushiguro! Come on Fushiguro!"

"You should calculate it yourself!" Megumi didn't know why he calculated a question in the book. He grabbed the pen in his hand and knocked Yuji's head hard for being too noisy and disturbing his thinking.

Satoru quietly moved to the window and poked out his fluffy white head. He saw Yuji squatting in front of Megumi's desk, covering his head and humming in grievance, while Nobara sat on her desk, tightly holding the textbook in her and, muttering some terrible curse with a cynical look, as if she was planning to use a hammer to complete a murder.

Megumi calculated a solution, but was not particularly sure. He turned around and asked Sukuna who was sitting behind him. Sukuna took a look and just wanted to take something, but realized that she didn't have a body yet.

Nobara kicked Yuji in front of Sukuna with a kick. Sukuna borrowed Yuji's hand and calculated carefully on the draft paper.

The morning light passed through the shadows of the trees blown by the wind, and sprinkled mottled and fragmented light and shadow on the three people and one soul. Accompanied by the clear chirping of unknown birds, everything seemed quiet and beautiful, just like an ordinary high school.

Satoru almost cried. You worked so hard to leave a good impression on Gojo-sensei. It was really touching!

"Good morning! Everyone!!!" Satoru quickly opened the door and jumped onto the podium, wanting to accept the warm welcome from the lovely students.

After three seconds of silence, Sukuna raised her head, and the sunlight lingered in her eyes, dyeing the original bright red into a pink color similar to her hair.

She put down the book in her hand, looked at Satoru and casually said hello, "Good morning."

She was still looking forward to Satoru's class. After all, he was the strongest in the world and an excellent teacher.

Unexpectedly, the only soul who "warmly" welcomed him was Sukuna. Satoru paused, looking at the three little ones who were calculating with their heads down, pouted slightly, and decided to give everyone a second chance. He prepared his emotions, and happily made a scissors hand pose again, announcing enthusiastically, "Everyone's favorite Teacher Gojo is here!!!"

"I'm so annoyed, I'm just calculating at a critical moment!" A well-shaped figure popped up on Nobara's forehead, and she wished she could use one more hand to blow away the 1.9-meter-tall buzzing giant fly not far away.

Yuji and Megumi were also busy doing the questions, ignoring the thoughts of a certain angry and strongest person.

"What are you writing?" Satoru, like a slippery loach, forcefully squeezed into the small group of three people and one soul, "You are writing physics questions, but there is no education department to inspect the technical college, and you don't need to continue your studies, right?"

The three students who were studying hard froze instantly.

Megumi's face was dark, and he vaguely remembered that he didn't seem to see how several second-year seniors studied... Could it be that...

"Megumi, didn't I tell you?" Satoru put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head and searched for past memories, "It seems that there is indeed none, so let's tell everyone this time! There will be no such inhumane paper-based exams at the end of the Jujutsu High School! Everyone~ Are you happy!"

"Yeah!!!" Yuji and Nobara were instantly excited, threw down their papers and pens, and happily high-fived Satoru.

"But... whether you can graduate or not is ultimately graded by your teacher!" Satoru reminded with a smile, "If something goes wrong, you might be expelled or even expelled from the Jujutsu world!"

"..." The eyes of the three high school students instantly lost their spirit.

Satoru tried to arouse everyone's enthusiasm, "The kind Teacher Gojo's class is relatively relaxed and enjoyable, and Gojo's requirements are very low~ You only need to..."

"I won't praise you like Ijichi." Megumi bluntly rejected Satoru's crazy suggestion.

"The teachers of Jujutsu High School are too shameless..." Nobara denounced the current corruption of Jujutsu High School.

Yuji had ignored the classroom discipline and secretly ate breakfast, while not forgetting to feed Sukuna.

Just when Satoru was feeling depressed, the support from her confidant restored her energy. Sukuna's eyes were full of desire for knowledge and expectation for Satoru's class, "It's been fifteen minutes since the class started, Gojo, why don't you start?"

Seeing that Satoru didn't have any books in his hand, Sukuna made her own judgment— this was to understand the teaching content, worthy of being an excellent teacher of higher education!

Sukuna looked at the young man on the podium, expecting a surprise from him.

However, reality rushed in another direction.

At first, there was no problem, and Satoru put down the projection screen.

Yuji also explained the function of the projection screen to Sukuna, and whispered, "Generally speaking, it is to put a PPT with teaching content on it, and the teacher will combine it with the lecture."

There were also recording spirit stones in the world of cultivation, but this teaching method was undoubtedly new to Sukuna.

Sukuna looked up, and his expectation for Satoru's teaching gradually increased.

As the projector lit up, the content on the projection screen gradually became clear.

At the same time, a familiar big face gradually became high-definition.

"Isn't this your leader, no, the principal?" Sukuna remembered that this guy had a face full of people who were not easy to mess with, and there were many strange-looking dolls around him.

"Yes..."

Looking at the principal who looked strange and not very smart under the obvious candid angle and death lighting in the video, Megumi, who had always wanted to save some face for his teacher before the special grade curse, had his eyes blank and gave up struggling.

He really tried his best, but his teammates simply didn't pretend, and he couldn't turn the tide.

Satoru, who was standing on the podium, didn't know Megumi's despair, and was still excitedly announcing, "In order to teach everyone, Gojo-sensei secretly filmed, no, found the super precious teaching video of Principal Yaga of Tokyo High School. Everyone can also get to know Principal Yaga better through this opportunity~ Gojo-sensei is very hardworking, are you moved?"

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