Chapter 5 Idiot

　　"Let's go, Jay, and leave him alone."

　　Gojo Satoru looked at it for a while, then turned and walked towards the dormitory with quick steps:

　　"I want to take a shower quickly. I smell like sweat. It stinks."

　　Geto Suguru withdrew his gaze and followed Gojo Satoru.

　　However, when I was about to turn the corner, I couldn't help but look back.

　　The younger student who was sweating on the training ground didn't seem to notice the two of them. If he had seen them... he might not be able to maintain his current state.

　　Wu probably knew this, so he didn't go up to disturb him.

　　Xia Yujie went back and took a shower, then sat cross-legged on the bed, counting the cursed spirits he had obtained during this outing, sorting them into categories, and putting them back in place.

　　Because he had absorbed too many cursed spirits recently, Geto Suguru felt a little tired, and the nauseous feeling lingered deep in his throat.

　　It's nauseating.

　　But since he was born with this talent, he should pay for it. He had already realized this when he entered the Jujutsu High School.

　　But he didn't expect that this road would be so difficult.

　　“Pah, pah.”

　　Suddenly, a sound was heard in the quiet corridor, slow breathing accompanied by heavy footsteps. It seemed that someone had returned from training.

　　Geto Xia Yu jumped out of bed and stood in front of the window. He lifted a corner of the curtain and through the gap, quietly observed the freshman who had just moved in and lived next door to him.

　　It seemed that he was too tired from the training during the day. Kei Kojima raised his arm with difficulty, opened the door and took the key tremblingly. He missed the keyhole several times, but finally succeeded. Then he opened the door and walked in slowly.

　　"thump."

　　The moment the door was closed, the sound of something heavy falling to the ground was heard, and then there was a long silence. It seemed that Kei Kojima fell asleep on the ground as soon as he entered the door.

　　Geto Xia Yu held the door handle and paused for a long time, then finally opened the door and walked out.

　　You can't let your junior sleep on the floor all night.

　　He thought to himself.

　　Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he saw Gojo Satoru standing in the corridor, who opened Kojima Kei's door, picked up Kojima Kei who was lying on the floor, and threw him on the bed rudely.

　　"Satoru? Why are you here?"

　　Geto Xia Yu asked in surprise.

　　"Well, I just got back from a trip. This little guy is such a hassle. He should at least crawl into bed and fall asleep. He'll get sick if he sleeps on the floor all night. I started exercising for my health, but now he's so exhausted. It's really not worth it."

　　Gojo Satoru covered his nose to avoid smelling the sweat on Kei Kojima's body. He gently lifted the quilt with one finger and covered Kei Kojima with it with a look of disgust.

　　Kei Kojima, who had been training hard all day, was unaware of this and had fallen into a deep sleep.

　　He didn't even know that after he fell asleep, the two men he had been avoiding had already stepped into his territory, stood by the bed, and stared at his peaceful sleeping face.

　　Xia Yujie stood at the door, watching everything. After Gojo Satoru closed the door and walked out, he smiled and said:

　　"Satoru is really considerate."

　　Gojo Satoru shook his hair somewhat proudly:

　　"Who made me a good senior~"

　　Geto Summer Oil was silent for a moment:

　　"You're not doing this to threaten Kojima, are you?"

　　Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes: "Hey~ How could it be~"

　　Geto Xia Yu shook his head helplessly:

　　"...Don't tease him, he's very timid."

　　"Got it~~Good night, Jay~"

　　Gojo Satoru hummed a song and returned to his room.

　　He also has his own room in this dormitory, but he doesn't live here most of the time. Staying here one day a week is considered a high frequency.

　　"Good night."

　　Geto Suguru glanced at Kei Kojima's closed door and returned to his room.

　　A quiet night.

　　Kei Kojima suddenly woke up from his sleep. He sat up and looked around. It took him more than ten seconds to react.

　　This is his dormitory at Jujutsu High School.

　　After living here for a few days, he still felt a little uncomfortable with the unfamiliar environment and air, but his sleep quality had improved a lot, and he no longer woke up frequently in the middle of the night. This was due to his high-intensity training during the day, which left him no time to think about other things.

　　only……

　　Kei Kojima moved his aching body, gritted his teeth, got out of bed and put on his shoes.

　　When I came back yesterday, I was already a little dazed. I didn't even have time to wash up and went straight to bed and fell asleep.

　　Fortunately, I covered myself with the quilt in a daze in the middle of the night, otherwise I would be sweating all over and would definitely catch a cold when I woke up in the morning.

　　He dragged his tired body to the bathroom and took a quick shower.

　　When I finished washing up, I received a message on my phone. Ye Mo Zhengdao sent me this week's class schedule.

　　"Gather at training ground number three before 8 a.m."

　　Kei Kojima's somewhat confused mind suddenly became much clearer.

　　What is meant to come will come.

　　This time, it will definitely not be as embarrassing as last time.

　　He is ready!

　　Kojima Kei replied: "Got it."

　　He glanced at the time. It was only seven o'clock, so there was still time. He could have breakfast and go to the training ground to warm up.

　　He didn't know how to exercise to make himself less weak. All he knew was running.

　　At least it can increase your endurance. When you are in a crisis, you can run faster and longer, and maybe you won't be caught up by others.

　　In the past... Xia Yujie would always force him to go out for a jog. He would be so tired after running just a few steps that he would gasp for breath and act like a spoiled child, asking someone to carry him on his back.

　　Geto Xiayou couldn't do anything about him, and most of the time he returned empty-handed. He carried him home and stayed comfortably in the room. Some of them lay on the bed to catch up on their sleep, while others sat at the desk to review their homework.

　　Life back then was beautiful, joyful, and full of hope. But even now, I can only put them in the deepest part of my memory. The slightest touch would make my heart ache and I could hardly breathe.

　　Perhaps it was because he had a chance to start over again and experienced the preciousness of life. This time, Kei Kojima would no longer be as lazy as in his previous life. He would not run a few steps and then squat on the spot like a spoiled child, refusing to move, waiting for someone to coax him. When he was tired, no one would be responsible for carrying him home.

　　You should walk your own path.

　　Step by step, what flows down is your own sweat, which will never turn into blood and tears again.

　　Ye Mo Zhengdao arrived quickly and brought an assistant with him.

　　After Kei Kojima finished running two laps, he waved to him to come over.

　　"Kojima, stop running and come here."

　　Kei Kojima wiped the sweat off his face and stood in front of Ye Mo Zhengdao.

　　"Let me introduce you. This is my teaching assistant, Mr. Matsui. He's here to oversee your classes and training. The class schedule I sent you today is for second-year students. Your schedule will be synchronized with theirs, but the content will be different. You'll find out the details when you attend class."

　　Kojima Kei quickly greeted:

　　"Hello, Mr. Matsui."

　　Matsui Shinobu smiled at him.

　　Although he was attending classes with the second-year students, even if Kei Kojima was just an auditor, he probably wouldn't understand what they were talking about. However, the Jujutsu High School was currently short of staff, and most of the teachers were also sorcerers who often had to go out on missions, so it was impossible to offer a separate course just for Kei Kojima.

　　Of course, what is more important is that the first and second graders are arranged to attend classes together. In addition to reducing the number of students in the combined class, it is also to allow the younger grades to see the training methods of the older grades and have better control over their own future, including the casting of spells and physical skills. It is a good reference method and can also enhance the relationship between students so that they can cooperate in combat at any time when encountering unexpected situations.

　　"You've done a great job these past few days. You haven't slacked off and have been training constantly."

　　Yega Masamichi praised Kojima Kei twice, and a rare smile appeared on his serious face:

　　"Very good. Mr. Matsui has been observing you these past few days. He also informed me of your situation via text message. You've been working very hard. Mr. Matsui will take you for a physical test later and develop the most suitable training based on your physical condition. He will help me to supervise you through the training plan. It will be much stricter than you think. I hope you can hold on."

　　Ye Moth Zhengdao pushed his glasses and said seriously.

　　Kojima Kei solemnly said: "I will try my best!"

　　"Are you starting to teach your junior so soon?"

　　Footsteps were heard accompanied by an annoying voice, and Kei Kojima knew who was coming without turning around.

　　What a nasty guy!

　　"Kyu~ Long time no see, did you miss me?"

　　Gojo Satoru greeted with a grin.

　　Kei Kojima: "...please call me Kojima."

　　As soon as he finished speaking, he felt as if the air around him was squeezed.

　　There were a few second-year students standing beside him.

　　Being so close to people, he could clearly smell the breath and smell of the people around him, and Kei Kojima felt a little suffocated.

　　"Wu, you're not late today. You did a good job and set a good example for your junior classmates."

　　"Thank you, Mr. Ye Moth, for the compliment~~"

　　Kei Kojima moved little by little, and finally moved himself out and kept a safe distance from the group of people. He felt that the air around him became much fresher in an instant.

　　"Why are you running so far?" Ye Mo Zhengdao turned his head to look at Kojima Kei and stared at him.

　　This kid moved almost two meters in just a short while, as if he wanted to be as far away from this group of people as possible.

　　Thinking about what Kojima Rina had told him before, Yaga Masamichi was silent for a moment:

　　"Forget it, Matsui, take him for the test first."

　　"Okay, Ye Moth-senpai." Matsui Shinobu replied.

　　Kei Kojima breathed a sigh of relief as he didn't have to stand with them anymore, and hurriedly followed Shinobu Matsui.

　　For these second-year students, theoretical knowledge is not important to them at all. They have learned three years of knowledge in just one year. They are the most talented first-year students he has ever seen.

　　Of course, this is also the most undisciplined level.

　　The most important thing now is to transform the knowledge in their brains into their own strength. There is not much he can teach them.

　　"You all know what you should do. Feel free to move around. Call me if you need anything." Ye Moth said righteously.

　　"Okay~"

　　"Okay, teacher."

　　There were responses one after another.

　　On the other side, Kei Kojima had completed the test and started the first day of training according to the training plan formulated by Masamichi Yaga and Shinobu Matsui - jogging 100 laps, and the get out of class would be over when he finished.

　　The figure of the junior brother appeared and disappeared on the runway, and did not stop until the sun was high in the sky.

　　His steps were getting slower and slower, and his back looked a little disheveled.

　　In the next few days, there was no need to carry out any missions. They only needed to complete simple academic tasks and practice independently. For the second-year students, this was a rare break.

　　The younger brother's training seemed to be still going on, without any changes, still boring jogging.

　　During the break, the second graders squatted together in the shade.

　　Gojo Satoru looked at Kojima Kei's back and smiled:

　　"Does the old man want to train his ability to escape?"

　　Kairi Nisoko said in a low voice:

　　"Don't say that, my junior is his treasure. If he can escape from the cursed spirit, he will be considered a winner."

　　Ye Mo Zhengdao, who was not far away, glanced at them, and Jia Ru Xianzi immediately turned his head and whistled guiltily.

　　"It's not fair, it's not fair."

　　Gojo Satoru yelled:

　　"That guy gets a loving meal from Mr. Ye Moth every day to replenish his energy and nutrition. We don't get that kind of treatment. The old man is so partial!"

　　Ye Moth Zhengdao appeared behind them like a ghost and said sinisterly:

　　"You want my preferential treatment, fine..."

　　The three of them immediately scattered like birds and beasts. Ye Mo Zhengdao rolled up his sleeves, revealing his dark skin:

　　"If I don't deal with you guys for a few days, you might be itching for trouble."

　　Suddenly the playground was filled with dust.

　　Ye Moth summoned his shikigami, and the beast was released from its cage, roaring at the group.

　　Kei Kojima watched the fight between the two people, feeling confused and uncertain.

　　It was the first time he saw Geto Suguru's strength.

　　With a light leap, he jumped to a height of three meters.

　　Geto Suguru pressed down on the monster's head, rode on it, and let its head fall directly to the ground. Despite the huge difference in size, he was suppressed and unable to move.

　　Soon, Noctua's attack followed.

　　The punches hit each other so hard that Kei Kojima couldn't even see their figures.

　　Gojo Satoru took care of the summoned Shikigami in just two or three moves, and he and Geto Suguru surrounded Mr. Yaga.

　　Kei Kojima's expression became paler and paler.

　　This kind of Geto Suguru was so unfamiliar to him.

　　Kei Kojima lowered his head and clenched his fists. With the current state of himself, could he ever kill him one day?

　　When this thought came to his mind, Kei Kojima himself was shocked.

　　Who to kill?

　　Is that Geto Suguru?

　　How is that possible?

　　He is still alive and well, and his mother is also alive and well.

　　Let the things of the previous life be over.

　　If he falls into the quagmire of revenge, will he still be himself?

　　He slowly stopped.