Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 48 The Chunin Exam Begins!
"Principal of Leyan Temple, long time no see."

"Hmm, night moth?"

In the reserve operations room of the Polytechnic Institute, Ye Moth noticed a bald old man with white hair and greeted him happily.

The old man's eyes were hidden by his long white eyebrows. He slowly turned his head and nodded in response after noticing the moth.

Rakuganji Yoshinobu, the principal of the Kyoto Prefectural School of Jutsu, his age is unknown, and he is a skilled first-class sorcerer.

"I'm here as a representative of the Kyoto school. The old principal from Tokyo isn't here yet."

“You know that.”

"Well, there's no need to say more. You'll be in office in two years anyway. Although it's not nice to say it here, I support you." Le Yansi supported himself with a cane and gave Ye Moth a positive evaluation. "Your talent is not suitable for the front battlefield, but in terms of logistics, you also know how to deal with people. The most important thing is-"

Leyan Temple looked forward again, and found that the wall had turned into a projection screen without knowing when.

There, a scene was being shown of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru laughing and joking, with their arms around each other.

“You can control the instability.”

The old man's cloudy eyes swept to the edge of the lower right corner of the screen.

There, Fujimaru Ritsuka was warming up, twisting his wrists and ankles with an expectant smile on his face.

"Principal Leyan Temple, I've said it many times. Although they are probably third-rate, I am still an educator." Ye Moth understood what the other party meant and responded with a frown, "Don't call them that."

"They are all my precious students and I will not allow anyone to insult them."

Ye Moth certainly knew that the person in front of him was the leader of the conservative faction in the Jujutsu Society.

——Rakuganji is inclined to kill Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Ye Mo and Le Yan Si have a decent personal relationship, but that doesn't mean they approve of each other's practices.

Conservative, radical, moderate.

In all fields, different talents have their own opinions and their views are intertwined, so as to prevent things from sliding into extremes.

Ye Moth believes that both himself and Leyan Temple are components that the world of magic needs, a wheel in the tooth ring.

Of course, those senior old men are just pure old men. Even the gears are just rusty rings covered with shit.
"But then again, it's much more convenient with the video. In the past, we supervisors would often have to follow the students closely throughout the whole process, which made it impossible for the students to move freely."

Le Yansi took the initiative to change the subject and sighed in a hoarse voice.

“This is that person’s technique.”

The broadcast is carried out by utilizing the excellent vision of crows flying in the sky and combining it with electronic devices to play it directly on the TV screen or project it onto a screen with a projector.

The providers of those images are, of course,——

"Principal Ye Moth, can't you reconsider the increase in salary you mentioned earlier?"

Mingming entered the room through the back door wearing a black high school uniform. Her voice was a little deeper than usual, and her silver-blue hair, which had not yet grown long, lay quietly beside her shoulders.

Behind her, Kusakabe quietly found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and pretended he heard nothing.

"This is a reasonable price, and it's strange that you're going to regret it after signing the contract." Ye Moth sighed and shook his head, feeling speechless about the miser, "Forget about Fujimaru's case, no one will hire you to do something with such an over-budget. If you hold on to it, it will be very painful in the future."

"Tsk."

Mingming didn't care that those present were the principal or the principal's candidate, and simply sat in the back row of the conference room to watch the live broadcast as well.

She was thinking about how she could extort more money from Fujimaru.

You can't marry him, can you?
No, the fortune that overturned the world, maybe.
"Well, it's time."

Regardless of Mingming's dark thoughts, as the time approached the start time of the exchange meeting, Leyan Temple, Yemo, and even Kusakabe all became focused.

After all, if an unexpected situation occurs, they are responsible for immediate rescue.

For the safety of students, and for the future of the magic world.
Ok?
Kusakabe suddenly frowned.

Meimei's technique can broadcast the perspectives of multiple crows at once, so he can also see what's happening with the students at Kyoto School.

There's something strange about him.

Why do my students have such strange expressions?
【Three】【Two】

【One】

At the moment the countdown ended, a sharp whistle sounded in the center of the exchange venue.

The game has begun.

At the same time, something happened that neither the moth nor Leyan Temple could have predicted.

At the moment the match started, the four people from Tokyo School suddenly looked at each other.

Then they suddenly dispersed in groups of two in different directions.

Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Nozomi, and Fujimaru Ritsuka, the four people who were said to be the strongest in the history of Jujutsu High School, disbanded the moment the competition started?!

"?"

"This is?"

Leyan Temple was a little puzzled and could only make guesses based on instinct.

".Split the troops into two groups, let the relatively weak Fujimaru Ritsuka and Ieiri Naoko quickly clear out the third-level cursed spirits and look for the second-level cursed spirits, while Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru will choose to go in the direction of Kyoto School and start a direct battle?"

From a competition perspective, it is not incomprehensible.

After all, if a head-on battle breaks out, the Kyoto School won't even have a one percent chance. They can only compete to see who can defeat the second-level cursed spirit first, which means efficiency.

So if the opponent sends people to hold back the Tokyo school, then there will be no suspense in this game, which is sensible.

Can understand.

just
"No, it was Fujimaru Ritsuka and his group that approached the Kyoto School." Meiming supported his face in the back seat and explained with interest. "Gojo Satoru has six eyes, while Fujimaru Ritsuka has a high adaptability to cursed energy and an unreasonable wild intuition. The two are similar in their ability to find the source of cursed energy, and they can basically locate the existence of the Kyoto School in the first place - so this action becomes unreasonable."

"Why? Even if the grouping is different from what I guessed, it may just be a problem of personnel allocation." Le Yansi asked in a deep voice, puzzled.

"If the task of defeating the second-level cursed spirits is given to Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, it will be more efficient. Besides, Geto Suguru, who happens to have the skill of controlling cursed spirits, can also replenish cursed spirits. This is not difficult to understand."

"No, I just don't understand."

Kusakabe finally couldn't help but interrupt.

Perhaps because the situation was beyond his expectations, he finally couldn't keep his calm look and even couldn't help but stand up.

He seemed to have a guess.

He believed that Mingming had also guessed it.

Because the two of them had taught those four students personally.

Their words can help us understand the thought processes of those four guys.

"Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru, even when they were just entering school, anyone could easily kill a level 2 cursed spirit if they were prepared, let alone them now. That group of problem children would never choose such a boring task." Mingming's mouth curled up in a pleased arc, sharing the crow's vision, and looked forward to what would happen next with interest.

Compared to the entire Kyoto School, Curse Spirit is really boring.

So, they want
This is more exciting than I imagined.

The next moment, the answer was revealed.

On the screen, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Ieiri Shoko quickly met with Kyoto School, but the battle did not break out immediately. Instead, -

They clapped their hands, smiled, and gathered together, seemingly discussing tactics! ?
?

difficult!
Could it be that! ?

"Gah! Those idiots!!!"

Finally understanding what was happening, Night Moth slammed the table and stood up.

Noctua, angry!

(End of this chapter)