Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Seeing Itajō's bewildered expression, Masashiro chuckled, patted him on the shoulder, and then made way for Shunpei.

“Your posture for the third shot was correct. Just keep that angle.” She nodded to Shunping, gesturing for him to try it.

Shunping paused for a moment, then nodded.

Seeing his score improve, Mashiro nodded proudly.

She felt a surge of smugness in her heart.

Teaching one person is not a difficult task.

Soon everyone got tired of this and decided to start the next project.

Immersive cinema.

The entrance there is a black corridor with motion-sensor lights on the walls that light up with each step you take.

Hu Zhang walked in the lead, stepping on the motion sensor lights and making a mess of them.

The panda had to bend over to avoid hitting the ceiling.

Shunping walked in the middle of the group. He reached out and touched a motion sensor light, and the temperature of his fingertips rose slightly.

He likes movies, and this kind of holographic projection is more familiar to him than the shooting range.

As he entered the screening room, he looked up at the projection screens around him, then found a seat on the side.

Mashiro sat in the back, two rows behind Shunping.

As the whale swam overhead, Shunping's head followed it, turning from left to right, and his expression became more varied.

Mashiro herself looked up at the whale.

Her fingers, resting on the armrest, swayed gently in sync with the whale's tail.

The second whale swam by with a school of small fish, which swam past her feet.

She moved her feet aside slightly, then realized it was a projection and chuckled to herself.

Satoru Gojo, sitting next to her, witnessed this scene and said with a slight smile, "This whale is quite realistic."

"Mmm, the one from before was bigger."

Seeing Mashiro's rare childlike side revealed, Gojo Satoru adjusted his blindfold, thinking of taking a picture but then giving up.

It's best not to do anything reckless.

The lights came back on after the film ended.

Tiger Rod rubbed his neck, and Fukuro also stood up and stretched.

The movie theater is great in every way, except the headrests are really inhumane. Who actually finds them comfortable to lean against?

Shunping slowly stood up from his seat, watching the projection screen change from the seabed back to a white wall.

"The next game is a forest theme," said Tiger Stick, looking at the notification screen.

"Are you still watching?" Fu Hei asked.

"I don't want to watch anymore."

Gojo Satoru stood up and draped his coat over his shoulder. "How about we go eat? There's a restaurant downstairs."

When Shunping stood up, Panda was next to him, and Panda looked down at him.

"You were watching very intently just now. Did you enjoy the movie?"

"Yeah, I like watching movies," Shunping said, then paused for a moment, surprised that he could speak to someone he didn't know well.

“Let’s watch it together next time. Dog Roll likes it too,” Panda said.

Dog Roll peeked out from the side, typed on his phone and held it up: What type do you like?

Shunping looked at the screen for a while and said, "There are more old movies."

Dog Roll nodded and then shrank back inside.

......

Inside the restaurant, Gojo Satoru flipped through the menu and ordered a whole bunch of dishes.

Dog Roll typed on his phone: I can't eat hot food.

Gojo Satoru glanced at it and said, "I know, how about I order you a bowl of cold noodles?"

Seeing Dog Roll nod, Gojo Satoru handed the menu to the waiter.

While waiting for his food, Itsuji folded a napkin into the shape of a baseball bat and placed it on the table.

Fukuro glanced at the paper baseball bat, picked it up, and squeezed it.

"It's too light, but the shape is about right."

"Otherwise what? It's just paper, it's good enough if you can make something that's close enough."

Itadori held the paper baseball bat for a moment, then looked up at Gojo Satoru: "Gojo-sensei, has the baseball game been confirmed?"

Gojo Satoru was adding sugar to his tea: "It's settled. The exchange meeting will be decided by this baseball game. We'll start once you've all recovered from your injuries."

"I'm all better now!" Hadji said, raising his hand.

"Your decision doesn't count; Shoko's decision does."

Itadori put the paper baseball bat away and turned to look at Mashiro: "Mashiro-neechan, do you know how to play baseball?"

"I don't know anything about it, and I can't understand it at all."

"Um, do you want me to teach you?" Itajō asked, scratching his head.

Mashiro shook her head: "I'm not a student at a vocational college, I'm not participating."

"Eh? Mashiro-nee isn't coming?" Itadori asked, a little disappointed.

“If you want to participate, I can add another spot for you,” Gojo Satoru said.

"No, I can do supervision or something."

"That works too."

Itachi turned around and patted Shunpei on the shoulder. "Shunpei, what about you?"

“I’ve never fought one,” Shunping said directly.

"It's okay, baseball isn't hard. Just remember the swing motion." Itadori used his chopsticks to demonstrate a swing motion, almost knocking over Fukuro's soup bowl next to him.

Fukuro glared at the apologizing Itajō, then moved the bowl a little closer to himself.

Gou Juan typed a few words on his phone and held them up for Shunping to see: I can practice with you.

Shunping smiled slightly after reading it. "Okay."

The panda tapped the edge of the plate with its chopsticks. "I'll defend first base; I don't need to bend over."

"Your thing isn't called 'No Need to Bend Over,' it just takes up a huge space," Maki complained.

The panda didn't argue, put down its chopsticks, and took a sip of water.

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Chapter 76 The more you eat, the less you eat

Shunping sat at the table, watching them talk back and forth.

The lively atmosphere was something he had never experienced before, and he unconsciously smiled slightly.

Life here is a thousand times better than before, all thanks to those two people.

One is always enthusiastic and straightforward, while the other, though aloof, reveals an inner gentleness.

The teachers and students here are all good people. They know he is introverted, so they all speak very nicely. He loves it here.

Just as he was thinking about it, the dishes were served one after another.

Gojo Satoru poured his drink first, raised his glass, and said, "Let's welcome our new classmate!"

"Welcome, welcome! My name is Kugizaki Nobara. Feel free to come to me if you need anything!"

"Welcome, I'm Zenin Maki. Don't call me by my surname, anything else is fine with me."

"Kujou Mashiro, special advisor to the high school, welcome."

……

Junpei carefully memorized everyone's names. After the last person finished speaking, he scratched his head and solemnly said, "Thank you everyone. My name is Yoshino Junpei. Nice to meet you."

After that, the waiter placed a plate of sushi in the center of the table, and Itadori's hand and the panda's hand reached out at the same time and stopped in mid-air.

The two exchanged a glance.

"Panda senior, you go first, you go first."

"No, no, no, Hisahito, you go first."

While they were exchanging pleasantries, Gojo Satoru reached out from the middle and took the largest one: "You're all being so polite with each other, it's really troublesome. Well then, I'll let you try it first."

"Ah!" Itadori's eyes narrowed as he watched Gojo Satoru take away the sushi he had originally wanted to eat.

"Since that's the case, then I won't stand on ceremony!" Itadori transformed into the West Tiger and used chopsticks to quickly pick up the sushi on the table.

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru retorted, his right hand blurring into a blur. "Don't make me get too excited, okay?"

"Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da!"

"Boxer briefs, boxer briefs, boxer briefs!"

Their speed was like Kamen Rider ZZZ using a plasma capsule; with an exciting background music playing in their minds, the sushi was taken down at the speed of light.