Gojo-sensei has something to say Ch. 57
Chapter 57: Stars are Like Rain
Thank me for that.
In Sendai after April, the cherry blossoms on the branches gradually faded, and the flowers fall like rain and snow. The ancient spiers were reflected on the water, and the thin and soft flowers ripple in the clear water of spring.
May was the end of spring in Japan. After May, it would be summer according to last year's routine.
The heavy cherry blossoms on the branches gradually faded and were replaced by lush green.
This year's sports festival of Sugisawa High School would be held in mid-May.
Yayoi was the ace teacher in the physical education department of the high school. She had only been teaching for two years. She accidentally taught a first-grade math class and then took on the job of a math teacher.
The new math teacher had fair skin, good looks, and long legs that were eye-catching. She sometimes got confused. Boys at this age who were easily attracted to beautiful girls in their adolescence could concentrate a lot even in math classes that could easily put people to sleep.
She was the teacher in class, but she was a red-haired woman with strange ideas in her mind outside of class. She walked straight in a way that made even the trouble-making male high school students of this age stunned.
On the day of the sports festival, the branches were green and lush, the spring wind was blowing leisurely, a banner was hung at the school gate, and the sound of fireworks exploding filled the air one after another.
The sports festival was also an open day for parents. At this time of year, parents of students from all walks of life will flock to Sugisawa High School to watch their children's games.
This time of year was also when Yuji dominated the Sugisawa High School Sports Festival.
When Yuji was a child, his sister dominated the sports arena at Sugisawa High School, and the record she set at the sports festival every year had never been broken. This situation did not end until the sports festival of the year Yuji enrolled in Sugisawa High School.
This year, the sports festival of Sugisawa High School was also held in May. As the time got closer to June, the weather gradually got warmer, the branches were dyed with lush green, and the rich shade of the trees blooms above the heads, and the wind passing by slowly brought a soft warmth.
On the day of the sports festival, Yayoi specially brought pom-poms and ribbons to cheer for the students. She also tied up her red hair with a ribbon, revealing her delicate eyebrows and smooth white forehead, and mingled with the energetic girls around her waving pompoms together, there was no sense of disharmony at all.
The boys competing below were young and energetic, with high enthusiasm. Guns were fired on the competition field. People on the field were rushing when they should. Cheerleaders outside the field were shouting "come on" when they should be shouting. The red finish line was hanging at the end and flying across the line, the gun fired with a bang, and the salute exploded into colorful ribbons.
The sweat shone with crystal brilliance, and the smiles of the boys and girls were as bright as sunflowers blooming in the sun.
"Yayoi-sensei! The junior high school competition has begun!" Yayoi's student Minako reminded.
Everyone in the class knew that Yayoi had a younger brother who was in the third grade of the junior high school in their school. Yuji Itadori's reputation was very loud in Sugisawa High School, and he was nicknamed "Tiger of the West", not only because he was good at fighting, but also because the little tiger was asked by Takagi-sensei, the consultant of the track and field department, to join the track and field club after enrolled in the high school. For this reason, Takagi also tried to start with his sister.
People who have fought with Yuji basically don't want to fight him a second time, for no other reason than this guy was so good at hitting, and the place where he hit them hurt so much that they couldn't get up after being beaten once. Everyone who had fought with him knew one thing, that was, Yuji was a professional when it came to fighting. A layman could tell by looking at this guy's smooth fighting moves as if he were acting out a martial arts scene that he had practiced it.
If he was a professional, at best, they were just gangsters who gather to fight and find trouble after being beaten once. Wasn't this the same as a child holding a wooden sword and provoking the world's best swordsman?
His physique and motor skills were so strong that it's almost weird. He was still a boy in junior high school, and his physique was already far higher than that of students of this age, and even higher than most adult men. The difference between him and ordinary people was not too obvious.
Teachers who see the name 'Yuji Itadori' on the entry list would basically acquiesce - this thing was the champion this time.
When the senior teachers in the school saw the young teacher's startled look, they would just sneer and say to themselves that you had never seen the red-haired one in the high school who ran like a car on the track field.
Siblings, like sisters, like brothers, it's not like one family didn't belong to the same family.
Get used to it.
Their mentality had long been forged to be as stable as an old dog.
All in all, in one word, young people were too young.
"I know, Minako, this is just right." Yayoi held the hair tie she just took off in her mouth, "I'm going over first, you guys have to catch up."
Yayoi had just taken off her hair tie and tied her hair again. After hearing Minako's words, Yayoi moved her shoulders and ankles, leaned forward, and stepped out with her left foot. Her red hair was cheered by the crowd. The sound rise and fell like ribbons among the sound of salutes one after another.
Minako watched helplessly as Yayoi ran towards the center of the competition venue at an astonishing speed of three and a half seconds. Like a galloping leopard, she disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
Minako was stunned. She suddenly remembered the rumored little tiger from the middle school who repeatedly broke school records. She thought to herself that you two were indeed siblings. You were so fast that you could even chase a car.
Yushou, who had just come off the playing field, looked left and right, saw Minako standing aside, and couldn't help but ask "Where is Yayoi-sensei?"
With a word that woke up the dreamer, Minako came back to her senses, looked at the direction Yayoi ran away, and held her head in collapse, "Ahhhh, sensei, you are too fast, we can't catch up!"
We agreed to go to the middle school together. You, the world speed champion, we couldn't catch up even if you come here! ! !
On this side of the room, Yayoi's students collectively fell into a state of doubting life, while on the other side, Yuji's game had almost begun.
Spring was coming to an end, and as time went by, the temperature was getting warmer. Recently, the heat of summer could be faintly felt in the air.
Yuji, like Yayoi, was naturally not afraid of the cold. He liked to eat high-calorie foods, such as chocolate, and his body fat rate could still be maintained in single digits. He only wore a thin short-sleeved sportswear and shorts on the field. The strong muscles under the fabric outlined smooth curves.
He was still a boy studying in junior high school in the Sugisawa Junior High School. His physique had begun to take on the dimensions of an adult man. His powerful physique made even the adult consultant Takagi of the high school track and field department jealous, and he wanted to immediately dragged him into the athletics department.
"Itadori, come on!" His classmate Kishitani cheered him loudly from the audience outside the competition venue.
"Oh!" The boy on the playing field smiled energetically and waved to his classmates in the audience. His cherry blossom-colored hair was as bright as the cherry blossoms blooming on the ebony branches in March.
The opponents on the field were all doing warm-up exercises. When they first saw that their opponent was this famous sports gorilla, this little tiger who looked like a minor on the outside but a mountain gorilla on the inside made the opponents feel excited. There was a wailing, and at the same time, the strong opponent aroused the competitive spirit of boys of this age, and their eyes were on fire, and they stared at Yuji with as much enthusiasm as glaring at the enemy who killed his father.
Although this was a mountain gorilla, they would never give up!
Let's duel, gorilla... ah, Itadori-kun!!!
However, Yuji, who was believed to be the gorilla himself, was looking for someone in the audience. He was looking for two people, one was his sister and the other was his grandfather.
The day before the sports festival, Yuji excitedly told his grandfather that he was going to participate in the school's sports competition, and asked his grandfather if he wanted to come watch his game.
Wasuke curled his lips and said firmly that he didn't want to go, it was a child's thing.
"Then I won't compete." Yuji pretended to sigh deeply.
"No!" His grandfather was so excited that he almost jumped up from the sofa, "You go to the competition!"
"Hey~" Yuji couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and his sister stroked his hair.
The grandpa with a straight face was very fierce, but Yuji knew that his grandpa has a tough mouth, so he would come.
Sure enough, Yuji saw the sneaky old man in the audience. He carefully looked at his grandson on the sports field, and at the same time avoided the eyes projected on the playing field. As if he suddenly realized something, his grandfather suddenly raised the leaflets to cover his face.
Yuji smiled with great satisfaction. When the boy smiled, it was easy to think of the clear morning sun, and the entire background was filled with happy little flowers.
Yuji turned around and saw the red-haired lady with her foot on the railing that separated the auditorium and the arena. She was holding a ribbon ball and swinging it. Her beautiful red hair gave off a soft halo, flying like jumping flames.
His sister was as happy as a young girl. In fact, his sister was only twenty-four years old. Just looking at her appearance would make people think that she was a college student. She was always said by her grandfather that she was a silly girl who would not grow up.
"Yuji, come on!" His elder sister waved the ribbon ball in the audience, the flying ribbons and jumping red hair shining brightly in the sun.
The students who came after his sister helped their teacher cheer for her brother. The seniors from the high school and the junior high school students who were in the same class as Yuji cheered together. For a while, Yuji's name stood out among the crowd loudly.
By the way, his grandfather who was hiding his face with the leaflets was recognized by Yuji's classmates at a glance. The little old man who liked to have a straight face was moved to the front of the audience by the boys and girls together with their classmates before he could finish his words. In the row, a shiny colorful ball was stuffed into the table, and he sat with a confused look on his face.
The opponents' classes seemed to be aroused. The decibels of the shouts on the field increased, unfamiliar names were called out, and the overwhelming sound rolled like a wave, and the entire audience became excited.
"Oshi, leave it to me!"
The young man was high-spirited, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his voice was like shooting stars.
Yuji, who was the dominant player at the junior high school, won all the championships in the competition without any suspense. The moment the boy crossed the finish line, his sister ran over and lifted her brother in a circle at a speed of three seconds and fifty meters.
"Itadori!" Several boys in the same class, together with Kishitani who had been cheering him on the field just now, strangled Yuji's neck. They spoke in a sinister tone, with envy and hatred on their faces, and said through gritted teeth, "You kid is so dishonest. You have such a beautiful sister and we haven't even known her yet!"
Chikuso, they also want their beautiful elder sister to cheer them on.
"My sister is a teacher in the high school." Yuji scratched his head, "She usually teach in the high school."
"Wow, is it true?" Kishitani couldn't help but look at Yayoi carefully from the corner of his eye, "Your sister doesn't look like a teacher..."
She was beautiful, had fair skin, long legs, and was as vibrant as a flower. She was like a college student.
"Chikuso! Why are there no beautiful teachers in the middle school? They are all bald and old ladies!" Aida next to him looked at the seniors with envy and jealousy.
"Be careful, the dean of students will catch you and ask you to write a self-criticism, Aida!" The students next to him laughed vigorously.
Over there, Yuji's events were booming. Over here, a certain fake monk quietly slipped into the school carrying a leaflets of the Sugisawa High School Sports Festival.
No matter how he looked in his cassock, he looked like a suspicious person, but this guy was unexpectedly welcomed by the girls. The girls from the Discipline Committee, who were dazzled by his beauty, let this guy into the school in a daze.
The roar of the crowd was like a rolling wave, and the gunfire that signaled the start of the game was like thunder.
All in all, in a word, it was a mountain of monkeys and a sea of monkeys, and the monkeys' shouts were deafening.
There were so many monkeys everywhere, as if he had entered Monkey Mountain.
Suguru was carrying a leaflets and immediately saw the eye-catching red-haired Yayoi on the court. She was holding a shiny ribbon ball and shouting someone's name, with a smile on her face like a cherry blossom blooming in March.
Suguru stuffed the leaflets into the broad sleeves of his monk's robe. He quietly took out his mobile phone and took several photos of the erratic red hair. He looked up Satoru's mobile phone number from the address book and was stunned for a moment, then turned off the screen again.
ーAh, they seem to be enemies already.
Suguru thought about it and stuffed his mobile phone into the loose sleeves of the monk's robe. He felt a pity in his heart. He originally wanted to send the photo to Satoru to provoke him, but he had already thought of the title - look, the living little redhead.
In early spring, he took his people to the Tokyo Jujutsu High School and made a big fuss. Not only did he make a big fuss, he also issued a challenge to the opponent.
As a cursed spirit manipulator, there was almost no upper limit to the number of cursed spirits he could conquer. The high school had no specific number of cursed spirits that he had already conquered. He could order them to mobilize at any time. At that time, not only would it have a huge impact on the society of the monkeys, but the interests of the higher-ups in the jujutsu society would also be shaken.
On the day when the challenge was announced, the senior executives were already jumping up and down, impatiently asking Satoru Gojo to kill him.
Now was no different than before. In this era of highly developed information, just sending a message would reveal your location. In the past few months, the higher-ups have been looking for him. Now, if he send a message to Satoru and they would swagger up to him. It made sense to say 'come and kill me'.
Listening to the monkeys' screams, it seemed that the boy on the field was Yayoi's younger brother.
Suguru reached out his hand, rubbed his chin a few times, and turned his attention to Yuji.
The strong and plump muscles under the boy's clothes undulated, and he made preparations to start. The curve of his back arched like a leopard ready to go. His eyes were as bright as stars. If you look closely, the color of his eyes was very similar to Yayoi's. And his hair color was like the cherry blossoms blooming in March.
Suguru was stunned for a moment, thinking this guy looked familiar.
The moment the gunshot signaled the start of the game, the boy ran out at a speed of three seconds and fifty meters.
Suguru's pupils were shaking, and his expression was dull and confused, like a groundhog that had just crawled out of the ground.
It was as if he saw a male version of the little redhead.
Suguru watched helplessly as Yuji in the audience didn't blush and ran out of breath. He ran 1,500 meters at a high speed of three seconds in fifty meters, crossed the finish line and rushed towards his red-haired sister. The elder sister quickly lifted the 1.7-meter-tall tiger cub and spun it around in circles.
Suguru... Suguru's mood at the moment was hard to describe. He finally thought of the time when the little red-haired girl chased the car on the street.
At that time, Yayoi handed a small child with hair the color of a cherry blossom into his hands, saying that he was her brother, and then started chasing the car. The little guy landed on his feet, and like a little cannonball, he ran out after his sister. At that moment, Suguru doubted his life and deeply suspected that his long legs were in vain.
Suguru said fuck no, I could only say that you two were worthy of being biological siblings without any doubt.
Suguru's eyes twitched as he looked at Yuji who was surrounded by monkeys. The Night Parade of a Hundred Demons was coming soon. The more people who could be used, the better. If Yayoi could choose their camp, that would be great.
Her younger brother strength was not like a normal person. He looked like a male version of the little redhead. He might be the second Yayoi.
Suguru thought again of the conversation he had with Nanako and Mimiko not long ago. His eyelids drooped and his faint dark purple pupils were half-covered.
The gunshots on the playing field rang out again, and a new round of competition began.
"Geto?" Yayoi turned around and saw the fox-eyed young man standing in the crowd.
His small eyes and his weirs bangs. His features had not changed after such a long time, but his uniform was changed to a cassock. For a moment, Yayoi thought he was seeing the high school student who liked to climb over the wall of her house with Satoru.
Suguru smiled at Yayoi from a distance, waved to her, turned around and disappeared into the crowd. As he walked further and further away, his breath gradually disappeared into the crowd.
Spring was coming to an end, and the beginning of summer was about to play. The greenness of the branches was intoxicating, and the shade of the trees under the green trees was mottled on Suguru's face.
Suguru raised his head to block it, and the cropped shadows fell on the back of his hands.
The young man's narrow eyes narrowed, a smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke softly to the empty branch.
"Thank me, Satoru."
After all, I still hadn't made up my mind to turn the little redhead you like into your opposite side.
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#One year later, Itadori-chan angrily swallowed the uncle's finger [1]
Brother Suguru: I was indeed right, everyone in the little redhead's family is a werewolf.
#Many years later
Brother Suguru: Thank me. I hesitated when I stole your family.
5 Satoru: I thank you. [roll up his sleeves and get ready for a fight.jpg]
[1] I forgot the source, but Chinese JJK fans also called Sukuna "Uncle" or "大爷 dà yé"
"大爷 dà yé" beside "uncle", also means "arrogant idler" and "self-centered show-off", literally Sukuna's characteristics.
But if you put "老 lǎo" in front, it can becomes"grandpa (老大爷 lǎo dà yé)" :D
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