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Chapter 398: Prank Follow-up



Chapter 398: Prank Follow-up

When he woke up, Gojo Satoru discovered that there seemed to be incredible changes around him.

After hastily replying to a few messages on his phone, he washed up, finished his loving breakfast with peace of mind, and finally walked out of the teachers' dormitory slowly.

The first person I saw on the road was Nanami, followed closely by Haibara who was with him.

The two men stood at the edge of the corridor with their backs to him, apparently discussing the teaching plan for the second-grade students.

"Oh ha!" As usual, Gojo Satoru jumped behind the two and greeted, "Nana Ming, Haibara, good morning!"

"......Good morning." Nanami Kento had just finished a class and was still thinking about the content of the next class when he suddenly heard Gojo Satoru's voice.

This senior caused quite a stir last night, but he's almost used to this happening every few days.

With this mentality, Nanami Kento calmly looked forward, ready to say hello and leave. However, the moment he saw Gojo Satoru's face, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Nana Ming, what's wrong with you?"

The senior in front of him, who was wearing a maid outfit, a collar and bells, a headband and cat ears, and panda eyes, a beard and graffiti on her face, had a bloody mouth. She tilted her head in confusion and asked confidently, "Are you so weak from the classes that you're almost dying?"

Nanami Kento took a deep breath.

He took off his glasses with a heavy face, wiped them with a glasses cloth from his pocket, and mustered up the courage to stare forward for another three seconds. Finally, he turned his head away in unbearable pain, looking at the neatly trimmed and clean green plants on the roadside, and he finally felt like he could breathe.

Sure enough, no matter how many times he did it, he still couldn't get used to Gojo Satoru's style.

He probably has no hope in this life.

"Nana Ming--" Huiyuan Xiong asked in a panic, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Nanami Kento shook his head and gritted his teeth. "My eyes, or my brain, probably one of them, has a serious problem."

The last time he had this level of self-doubt was when he encountered a dead person coming back to life. But this... was even more outrageous than a dead person coming back to life!

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair in confusion.

Nanami's behavior today was very strange.

Even Huibara, who is always full of energy, seems like a different person.

Touching the back of his head, Huihara Yu showed an expression of seven points of politeness but also of great confusion. In just five seconds, it seemed as if he had made eight hundred fake moves. He tilted his head and tried to show a supportive smile.

"Gojo-senpai," he asked, "Have you finally awakened?"

Gojo Satoru: “Huh?”

What awakening? Hasn’t he already learned the reversal technique?

"Hey, Gojo." Just at this moment, another person's appearance saved the scene of everyone staring at each other in bewilderment.

Ieiri Naoko came out of the infirmary at the other end, holding a Pocky in her mouth, raised her hand, and pointed the camera at him: "Here, cheese."

Then he took dozens of photos in succession.

"What? Let me see." Confused, Gojo Satoru approached Ieiri Naoko and stared at the person in the picture. It was him, no doubt about it. Whether it was his face, figure or pose, he was perfect and handsome, just like he usually was.

"Glass, what are you taking pictures of?" Gojo Satoru asked, tilting his head in confusion, "Don't you have enough handsome photos of me saved in your phone?"

"Stop, I only have your ugly photos here." Jialiu Naoko seemed to suddenly realize something. After biting off the biscuit, she raised her eyebrows with interest and asked, "No way. Can't you see it?"

Gojo Satoru was keenly aware that what he saw seemed different from what others saw.

"Emm..." He asked calmly, "So what happened?"

"Haha." Ieiri Naoko laughed mercilessly, and then her laughter got louder and louder. "Hahahaha...hahahaha...Gojo, you have come to this day too!"

"It seems that you have really offended someone this time." She looked Gojo Satoru up and down, "But you deserve it."

"If you want to know, I suggest you go ask Jay directly." She turned and left, shaking her phone before leaving. She said in a good mood, "If you want to delete the photos in a few days, you have to exchange them for ten bottles of fine wine."

"Then we'll leave first!" For the first time in his life, Haibara Yu forced out a smile that was so stiff and completely unnatural, and he and Nanami Kento hurriedly ran away in sync.

Gojo Satoru watched them go away, took out his phone from his pocket, and switched it to front-facing mode. He still couldn't see any problem.

"Click." He took a picture of his own face, saved it, and then put his hand down and walked towards the office.

When he was about to score, he bumped into Ijichi who was walking out.

"Mr. Gojo!" Ijichi seemed to be even more afraid of him than usual. His hands holding the documents were shaking, and he lowered his head tightly, not daring to raise it.

"Ichichi." Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, lowered his voice thoughtfully, and asked with a gloomy face, "Do you like what you see?"

“…!!!!!!”

"Happy..." He swallowed, the alarm bells in his head rang wildly, and he stammered, "Happy..."

"Hmm?" Gojo Satoru's voice lowered even more.

“No, no, no, I don’t like it.” He shook his head frantically, shaking it more exaggeratedly than the blender in the coffee shop. He closed his eyes tightly and said, “I swear, I will forget everything I saw today.”

“So...so...” Don’t kill him to silence him!

"Forget it." Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled at him, "You go first."

Ijichi staggered away from the door with the documents in his arms as if he had been granted amnesty. Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and touched his face at his leaving back.

"Well..." he said slowly, "What on earth did Youxin and Jie do to me?"


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