A white-haired head popped up silently from the side, speaking cheerfully and vivaciously:
This means we can play all the island activities, taste all the interesting meals, enjoy the wonderful times to our heart's content!
Satoru Gojo cheered, "Super rich Suzuo! It's all on me!"
Ah!
Makoto Hibara took a step back in fright, after seeing who had arrived, he patted his chest:
It's Gojo-senpai and Geto-senpai. When did you arrive?
While you were busy chatting about sunny beaches and the Maldives.
Suguru Geto handed his suitcase to the staff and leisurely greeted his juniors.
He glanced at the beach sunglasses hanging on Nobara Iori's suitcase and raised an eyebrow.
Congratulations, Nobara Iori. I was worried the higher-ups would hold you back and keep you from coming.
As a precious wielder of the Reverse Cursed Technique, one must submit an application and have their movements recorded when entering or leaving Jujutsu High.
Not to mention that Kobe Suzuo's overseas arrangements this time were completely outside the range of Tengen's barrier.
Nobara Iori rolled her eyes elegantly and pulled a lollipop out of her travel backpack:
“I really couldn't have come originally, but the school has become a construction site, the former Principal has walked away from his responsibilities.”
She unwrapped the candy, shrugging her shoulders with her hands out. "With Supervisor Kobe covering for me, those guys upstairs won't think of me for a while."
Besides, it's such a great opportunity. I've never been to the Maldives, I heard Utage-senpai was so envious she cried when she heard about it.
“Eh~”
Suguru Geto let out a sigh of emotion and casually handed Nobara Iori's luggage to the Kobe Family staff as well:
Then those who get injured lately are in for a bad time.
After all, Nobara Iori is the most reliable healer at Jujutsu High.
Nobara Iori casually took off the smart glasses from her suitcase and hung them on her collar, the lollipop clinking against her teeth in her mouth.
Those I can save will hold on until I return, those I cannot save will be gone on the spot. There isn't much difference.
As if remembering something interesting, she narrowed her eyes and began to laugh:
Well, modern medicine is actually quite reliable. If something truly unexpected happens, Supervisor Kobe will arrange the fastest flight to send me back.
The staff packed up the luggage and left, the cart clattering behind them.
Makoto Hibara, carrying his small backpack, looked at the empty-handed Satoru Gojo and asked curiously:
Did you not prepare any luggage, Gojo-senpai? It seems like we're going for seven days.
Satoru Gojo was studying the desserts sent from the airport and replied casually, "Suzuo said he would help me prepare them."
Whoa.
Makoto Hibara let out a startled cry by reflex, covering his mouth and flashing a smile that looked, in Satoru Gojo's eyes, like a case of constipation.
Nobara Iori and Suguru Geto, who had overheard their conversation, looked at each other and turned away in silent understanding, beginning to whisper as they exchanged information.
Nobara Iori whispered, "How have those two been lately?"
Suguru Geto also lowered his voice and summarized, "Supervisor Kobe is still the same; strange things always seem to happen around him."
He quickly turned to glance at Satoru Gojo before leaning down, his expression hard to describe.
Satoru's personality is quite strange in itself. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I feel like there's a tendency toward mutation.
Besides, I haven't dared to get too close to them lately; I feel like I might be contaminated.
Nobara Iori gave Suguru Geto a look of disdain. "Do you think Supervisor Kobe is some unspeakable Cthulhu entity?"
And polluting.
Suguru Geto pinched his chin and thought for a moment, feeling that the description was quite apt. "Incomprehensible, unnamable, unobservable—how is that not so?"
He said faintly, "You wouldn't want to become a part of their game, would you?"
Nobara Iori shuddered.
With the [Six Eyes Limitless Sorcerer] and the [Overbearing CEO with a shoujo manga filter], the limits of physical attacks and the unconventional moves of mental attacks collide.
They truly are a generation of talents in the Jujutsu World.
Nobara Iori glanced sideways at Suguru Geto, who was facing two ancient gods, thought to herself: In a sense, he was also a remarkable individual.
So why hasn't Mr. Suzuo arrived yet? If you've been training at the Kobe Family estate lately, it should be on the way, shouldn't it?
Suguru Geto glanced at the time and shook his head. "I'm not sure. It seems he received some news and sent a car to bring us here first."
Anyway, we're riding in a private plane from the Kobe Family, so there's no need to worry about delays..
But waiting for people is really boring!
After sampling a round of snacks, a seemingly idle Satoru Gojo squeezed himself between Nobara Iori and Suguru Geto:
Suzuo has been quite excessive lately. What was that phrase again? Right, Suzuo is very 'spoiled by his charms'!
It had been a while since Nobara Iori had seen Satoru Gojo act "crazy," and for a moment, she felt quite sentimental as she said to Suguru Geto:
You're right, he has indeed become a bit strange.
Satoru Gojo pouted, "It must be because I've been too clingy to him lately, that's why he's treating me so carelessly.."
Mr. Suzuo is late because he naturally has important things to do!
The girl's voice was not quiet; as soon as she finished speaking, the students in the waiting area all looked toward her.
Satoru Gojo's smooth, playful advances were interrupted, he lost interest in continuing, drawing out his voice as he spoke.
Who do you think you are, brat? This place is booked. If you keep making a scene, I'll have the security guard escort you out.
Riko Amanai gripped the hem of her skirt, her anger flaring instantly upon hearing that.
Huh? What are you talking about! You saw me many times back at the Kobe Family estate!
I'm not sure. The Kobe Family has so many clan members, how could I possibly remember them all?
Satoru Gojo responded perfunctorily, pulling out his phone and scrolling through it aimlessly.
Suguru Geto narrowed his eyes, having already remembered Riko Amanai's identity, he tapped Satoru Gojo on the shoulder.
It's that one, Satoru, the child from Supervisor Kobe's branch family who is studying Barrier Techniques.
Riko Amanai never expected these two to pretend they didn't know her. "What are you talking about, Weird Bangs.."
Miss!
Mikage Kurosawa, having finished handing over her work, rushed onto the scene. She stepped in front of Riko Amanai and bowed to Satoru Gojo and the others.
I just received word from Young Master Kobe; he will arrive shortly. We can prepare for boarding now.
Satoru Gojo, who was fiddling with his phone, seemed to sense something and looked toward the entrance of the reception area. "He has arrived."
..
Kobe Suzuo's appearances are always full of surprises, bringing a different kind of shock every time he shows up.
Nobara Iori struggled to control her facial muscles, maintaining a calm expression as she analyzed the identity of the little girl being held by Kobe Suzuo.
The black-haired, black-eyed child looked extremely timid, clinging tightly to Kobe Suzuo's leg.
Kobe Suzuo's pace was very slow, clearly slowing down specifically to wait for the child to catch up.
Nobara Iori looked at Kobe Suzuo's face, then looked at the child's face.
The same gentle beauty, not to mention such similar hair color.
The more Nobara Iori looked at them, the more she felt she was hallucinating; she gradually felt as if dreamy bubbles were floating behind the pair, looking like a father and daughter enjoying a rare moment of quality time together.
The ages matched up as well; for the great clans, early marriage and early childbirth were considered normal.
The problem was.. Nobara Iori looked toward Satoru Gojo.
Wearing his most common pair of smart glasses, his expression remained calm and indifferent, showing no reaction at all to the fact that Kobe Suzuo had made an entrance leading a child by the hand.
How could he not have any reaction at all?!
This is unreasonable.. No, even though Kobe Suzuo and Satoru Gojo are always flirting with each other, they never seem to use special nicknames for one another.
Nobara Iori's pupils trembled. Had all this time been nothing but fake sugar!
Fushiguro Toji, who was holding Fushiguro Megumi in one arm and walking with such vigor in front of Kobe Suzuo despite being a bodyguard, finally reached his limit.
He took a few steps back to reach the side of his boss, who was trudging along slowly behind him, scooped up Fushiguro Tsumiki, coldly telling the child, "Shut up," amidst her startled cries.
Fushiguro Toji met Kobe Suzuo's disapproving gaze, his tone quite annoyed, "What are you stalling for, Young Master?"
Move it, we're in a hurry.
Author's Note:
Suzuo: My company supports stay-at-home dads bringing their children to work.
Toji: This is too evil. Exploitation, this is exploitation.
Chapter 40: That Quarrel
At three years old, having just turned four after his birthday at the end of the year, Fushiguro Megumi had a tender and adorable baby fat on his face, his round eyes carrying a hint of clear green, his fluffy black hair looked like a defiant sea urchin.
The failed father, Fushiguro Toji, never did eventually remember where "home" was.
After obtaining the Fushiguro Family's current address from the information broker and finally sneaking into the house, that little sea urchin was standing on a small stool in front of the stove, clumsily shaping rice balls.
Fushiguro Tsumiki went next door to collect the vegetables the old lady gave them, so Fushiguro Megumi was home alone.
The kind and gentle elderly neighbor noticed that the adults in the Fushiguro Family had been very busy lately, so the children at home had to eat nothing but instant food; consequently, the neighbor would occasionally bring the two siblings some fruits and vegetables.
Fushiguro Megumi had a vague inkling regarding the matter of his stepmother; it was not the first time he had experienced being abandoned by an adult like this.
But to avoid making Fushiguro Tsumiki sad, Fushiguro Megumi never brought it up.
Memories of his biological mother had already become blurred; occasionally, Fushiguro Megumi would see his mother's warm and sweet smile in his dreams, but the brief warmth would shatter upon waking.