I was the fourth disaster in Yokohama and was loved by everyone.

Does it work on the soul and bring peace of mind?

His thoughts raced through his mind, but the instinct for thrills inherent in a sorcerer took over.

The two immediately stuck to Zhu Yu's side, asking her to cast a spell on them.

Now Zhu Yu met three pairs of expectant eyes.

Zhu Yu: ...No, what's wrong with you NPCs? Don't turn into an M! (shouting)

I held the idea of ​​respect, even though I didn't understand it.

She cast a spell on both Shoko and Jet.

—Two people with serene expressions, seemingly about to ascend to heaven at the same time.

Gojo Satoru, standing to the side, burst into laughter without any restraint and quickly took out his phone to capture the embarrassing moment between the two.

"Hahahaha—Jay, Shoko! You should really look at the expressions on your faces, they're so silly."

*

Her contemporaries seemed to have flipped some incredible switch, treating her spells like some kind of "mental spa." Whenever they were tired or stressed from missions, they would seek her out for a spell.

The three of them also enthusiastically recommended it to their acquaintances, such as Moth and Songstress.

"【Kuzi】's spells are incredibly useful, you absolutely must try them out! This could easily be listed as the top of the 'Ten Things a Sorcerer Must Do in Their Lifetime'!"

"Wu is right."

"Agree."

"...What are the other nine things?"

"Well, it's not important."

——“…”

Doubt, experience, and then it's surprisingly good.

Others quickly concluded that the world of sorcery cannot afford to lose such a technique!

They went in filled with resentment, and came out radiant.

Made by KOKO-chan, even sorcerers say it's good.

For some reason, a large number of NPCs suddenly appeared, begging her to cast a spell on Zhu Yu: ...

The NPCs in the game seem to have broken down.

(Shakes head and sighs)

*

Sunlight lazily streamed into the classroom, flowing across the wooden desks like a golden pond. Chalk dust swirled into tiny halos of light, and the air was filled with a faint smell of chalk and the fragrance of flowers drifting in from outside the window.

Ieiri Shoko propped her textbooks up like a fortress, her chin tapping against the edge of the table, her eyelashes casting trembling shadows on her cheeks, drowsy and sleepy.

Zhu Yu sat next to her, her back straight, "focused" on listening to Ye Mo Zhengdao's lesson.

Of course, the truth is that she was "AFK".

She was furious when she discovered that the game required players to sit in the classroom and listen to lectures, and that they couldn't do anything else.

They immediately sent feedback to the game company, strongly requesting the addition of a "skip" button for game content that requires long and tedious waiting times.

Players come to play games, not to go to jail!

Perhaps sensing her strong emotions, the production team soon optimized this situation.

When encountering such events, you can enter [Immersive Mode].

This is what is known as "AFK (away from keyboard)".

When "AFK" (away from keyboard), unless a new event occurs, from the player's perspective, it's just a matter of opening and closing their eyes and the game is over.

This can also be considered another form of "skip".

The moth on the podium was solemnly writing and reading the words in the textbook, but the moment it turned to write on the blackboard—

A crumpled piece of paper flew through the air and landed precisely on Zhu Yu's table.

——【Immersive mode has been exited】

The culprit, Gojo Satoru, standing diagonally behind her, winked and gestured for her to unfold the note and read its contents.

Upon opening it, I saw the message: "Did you receive it?"

Zhu Yu: ???

After thinking for a moment, I picked up my pen to reply and then threw it back.

Gojo Satoru eagerly unfolded the note—"No."

Gojo Satoru: This isn't right!

He scratched his head, scribbled a few words, and threw them over while the moth was looking down.

"What about now?"

Zhu Yu: ......

She never imagined that she would be left speechless by an NPC.

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Silently tossing the note aside, she only showed Gojo Satoru, who was still eagerly awaiting a reply, a cold back of her head, before continuing to enter [immersion mode].

If you exit [Immersive Mode] too many times during a class, you won't be able to get the [Wisdom Value +0.1] reward at the end of the session!

Thanks to the class, her intelligence level has finally broken into single digits (fist pump).

Gojo Satoru held his pen and waited for a full five minutes, but Zhu Yu remained sitting upright, not even turning his head once.

Seriously? Why are you ignoring me?!

"That's too much..." he muttered to himself, wondering if his little note wasn't eye-catching enough.

So—he took out a piece of draft paper from his desk drawer and carefully folded what he thought was an incredibly cool pointed airplane, aiming it at Zhu Yu's position.

One throw—

The paper airplane took off with the wind, but just as it was about to land, a gust of wind blew it away, causing it to suddenly veer off course.

With a "plop," it resolutely plunged into Xia Youjie's bun behind her.

The air was quiet.

Chapter 132 Invitation~

Xia Youjie slowly raised his head, and in a slow motion, he pulled the "culprit"—a paper airplane—out of his bun.

Xia Youjie: "......"

Gojo Satoru: "...Pfft."

Xia Youjie's fingers tightened suddenly, and the pen snapped in two with a "crack".

A twisted smile curled at the corners of his mouth, and the murderous aura emanating from his body seemed almost tangible.

Gojo Satoru! ! !

When Xia Youjie turned around, his squinted eyes clearly conveyed the message, "You're finished."

"Sorry, Jai." Gojo Satoru winked at him and mouthed the words silently.

Then he pointed to Zhu Yu's location, indicating that he should help pass on the note.

Xia Youjie: Ha!

Xia Youjie knew that if he threw it back now, Gojo Satoru would definitely be prepared. Once the "No Limits" technique was activated, not to mention paper airplanes, even a helicopter wouldn't be able to hit him.

I'm sorry, Wu, I can't let you be so smug.

Xia Youjie smiled "kindly," nodded to Wutiao Wu, and then sent the paper airplane forward—

Under Gojo Satoru's expectant gaze, the paper airplane seemed to be under a spell, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, flying straight over Zhu Yu, and landing on the back of Yagami Masamichi's collar as he was writing on the blackboard with his back turned.

"Click——"

The chalk was snapped in two on the blackboard.

The classroom fell into a deathly silence.

Shoko Ieiri, who had been dozing off, immediately perked up and began to watch the show.

Zhu Yu... is currently AFK.

Moth turned around, veins popping out on his forehead. He ripped off the paper airplane and asked through gritted teeth, "Who is it?!"

Gojo Satoru felt a chill run down his spine, immediately realizing what kind of dirty trick Xia Youjie was about to pull—

"Satoru, how could you do this?" Xia Youjie frowned slightly, glancing at Gojo Satoru as if he wanted to say something, then said righteously, "No matter what, you shouldn't tease Yoga-sensei..."

The light of righteousness shone upon him!

"Wait, no—"

"That's enough, Wutiao, what else do you have to say?"

Moth hardened her fist, unfolded the note tucked inside the paper airplane, pointed to the words on it, and said, "Do you think I can't recognize your handwriting?!"

"And... don't think I didn't notice your little tricks before, I just didn't point them out!"

"Sigh, Wu, you've finally realized your mistake and turned back," Xia Youjie added fuel to the fire from the side.

Gojo Satoru looked incredulous: You weirdo with bangs and squinty eyes, you're so wicked!

Because of the overwhelming evidence, the culprit, Gojo, was sentenced to stand outside the classroom for one class period as punishment.

Gojo chose to appeal, while Lord Nocturne upheld the original verdict.

However, due to Gojo's relentless persistence—

Xia Youshi was also sent out.

"Hey, isn't this Jie? What's he doing out here?" Gojo Satoru said sarcastically.

"Each each other."

Xia Youjie didn't want to talk and closed his eyes to rest.

The more Wu argued with him, the more excited he became; he just wanted to spend his time quietly standing in the corridor.

And...didn't he see that Moth-sensei's death stare was already looking over?

Finally, because Gojo did not show any remorse and talked during his punishment of standing, Lord Yagami had to write an additional self-criticism.

*

Finally, get out of class ended, and Gojo Satoru immediately sidled up to him.

He deliberately dragged the chair around making a creaking sound, placed it next to Zhu Yu, and then plopped down on it.

His white hair drooped listlessly, and even his usually short, spiky hair seemed to hang limply.

"Ugh."

He sighed heavily.

It seems rather deliberate.

Zhu Yu: ???

Zhu Yu cast a questioning look at him.

She glanced up at the top of his head; there were no mood icons there.

There aren't any dark clouds here either.

"Hello, Wu," she tried to initiate a conversation. "What can I do for you?"

Gojo Satoru had been waiting for the other party to focus their attention on him. Upon hearing this, his eyes lit up instantly, but he quickly put on a calm act.

Thinking about what he was going to say later, he pursed his lips, glanced at her briefly, and then quickly looked away.