The atmosphere in the private room gradually became lively.
Ten computers were divided into two rows, facing each other. The players had successfully taken their seats. Satoru Gojo created a game room and pulled all ten people in.
During the warm-up phase, everyone began practicing basic shooting.
"Alright, alright—the match is about to start. Everyone take your seats!"
Satoru Gojo stood between the two rows of computers, holding a megaphone.
Nobara sat at the far edge. Her hand gripped the mouse, swiping it twice on the mousepad.
"I wanted to say this earlier, but why is this mouse so light? It feels like it'll crush if I squeeze too hard."
"Squeeze lightly. This mouse is worth over 30,000 yen."
Equivalent to about 200 USD.
"N-Nani?!"
As a country girl, Nobara was shocked.
"..."
Junpei sat in the very middle. Nobara sat on the far right. Yuji sat between them.
He looked at the familiar game icon on the screen. His feelings were mixed.
CS:GO. This game again...
He only remembered that he was terrible at it. The kind where he couldn't even kill someone standing completely still in front of him.
Although he wasn't good at any games. He was just an ordinary sports student, after all.
Sigh. If we were competing in pinball skills, I would definitely leave everyone in the dust.
Unfortunately, Satoru Gojo wouldn't let them play anything involving gambling.
No. I can't embarrass myself again this time.
Yuji took a deep breath and gripped the mouse tightly.
Although Sukuna can't play, I've played a few times at least. It shouldn't be worse than the first time...
"Brother!"
A loud voice came from ahead.
Yuji looked up and saw Aoi Todo—wearing headphones and with bandages all over his face—sitting directly opposite him.
Todo, why are you cosplaying Mechamaru's true body, Kokichi Muta?
Just now, because Aoi Todo insisted on participating, Yuji had helped heal his injured left arm with the Reverse Cursed Technique, restoring his normal mobility. Aoi Todo was now full of confidence.
"Don't be fooled by the fact that I, like you, look like a burly sports student."
Aoi Todo stared at Yuji, then revealed a confident smile.
"I specifically set up a computer in my dorm to watch VTuber live streams. I'm also very knowledgeable about games!"
"Although you might be a bit stronger than me in terms of strength—you can't beat me in games."
Hearing this, Yuji also smiled. "Is that so? Not necessarily."
"Although I don't play very well, I won't give up easily."
"Very good!"
Aoi Todo laughed heartily.
"That's my brother!"
"Come on—let's have a hearty showdown!"
Invisible flames seemed to ignite in their eyes.
Sitting next to them, Nobara watched this scene. The corners of her mouth twitched twice.
"How can these two make playing a game feel like a shonen anime."
"Salmon."
Toge Inumaki nodded in agreement.
Panda stood behind the five players, waving two colorful glow sticks in the air.
"Tokyo school, go! Tokyo school, for the win!"
"Salmon, salmon!"
"Where the heck did you get those glow sticks?!"
Nobara turned her head abruptly and complained.
"I prepared seriously." Panda puffed out his chest, looking proud. "Although I can't play, as the cheerleading captain, I can still play a role!"
"Inumaki, you join in too!"
He handed two glow sticks to Toge Inumaki. The latter took them, turned on the colorful lights, raised them above his head, and waved them vigorously twice.
"Salmon, salmon!"
"Good! The spirit is up!"
"..."
Two weirdos.
Nobara sweatdropped.
"Kugisaki, Maki and Megumi haven't really touched video games—so we're relying on you for this game. Don't hold us back."
Panda said.
"So annoying! You furry! I won't lose to them. Watch me get first place on the team!"
Nobara said as she put on her headphones and started practicing her aim.
"Very good. Nice momentum."
Panda nodded in satisfaction.
Satoru Gojo stood between the two rows of computers, arms crossed, watching this harmonious scene. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Alright, alright. Quiet down."
He cleared his throat and announced.
"The match is about to start. I'll explain the rules first. 5v5, custom room, best of three."
"The losing team has to treat the winning team to a meal~"
"No problems, right?"
"No problems!"
Everyone answered in unison.
"Very good!"
Satoru Gojo nodded, then took a step back, raised his right hand, and swiped down.
"Then—let the match begin!"
"..."
In the corner of the private room, three folding chairs were lined up.
Utahime Iori, Kyoto school principal Gakuganji, and Tokyo school principal Masamichi Yaga sat together.
"This is too unserious."
Utahime couldn't help but speak up.
"Changing the exchange event to playing games—what exactly is in that Gojo's head?"
"Probably cotton candy."
Gakuganji's voice was hoarse and low, making it hard to tell if he was mocking or stating a fact.
"..."
The corners of Utahime's mouth twitched twice. "Principal Gakuganji, aren't you going to discipline him?"
"I can't. He's the strongest."
"That excuse again..."
Utahime sighed, feeling her temples throb.
Tokyo school principal Masamichi Yaga, wearing sunglasses, put down his teacup. Looking at the ten students wearing headphones and intently staring at their screens, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"However, bringing the students out for some entertainment occasionally isn't bad."
"After all, even though they've experienced so many bloody battles, they're ultimately still just a bunch of kids. With an average age of not even eighteen."
"So on this point, I agree with Satoru."
Hearing this, Utahime was silent for a moment, then let out a long sigh. "Well, I suppose."
After all, being a jujutsu sorcerer was a profession that constantly advanced over the mountains of corpses and seas of blood of their companions.
The companions sitting here laughing today might meet at a funeral tomorrow... or maybe they wouldn't even have a funeral.
Complaining about tiring training today, they might not even have the chance to complain tomorrow.
Therefore, moments like this were especially precious.
Smile more while you can.
After all, no one knows if they'll be able to smile next time.
Kids, enjoy yourselves.
There won't be many days like this.
Utahime's gaze then fell on Yuji.
However, this child seems to have abilities far exceeding the other students. It was he who single-handedly saved many companions during this exchange event. If it weren't for him, this scene full of laughter might not exist.
And this child has a pretty good personality.
Unlike that Satoru Gojo.
Perhaps he possessed the potential to grow into a powerhouse like Satoru Gojo. When that time comes, with two powerhouses holding the fort, maybe the pressure on jujutsu sorcerers will lessen significantly.
In the future, there will be many more scenes like this.
"..."
The ten students successfully entered the game. The map was Dust II!
The Tokyo school side started as the attackers—the Terrorists.
Their goal was to plant the bomb in the designated area and detonate it.
In the first round—the pistol round—Yuji stared at the equipment menu and finally chose the $700 Desert Eagle.
A weapon with immense power. A normal pistol usually takes five to eight shots to kill an armored Counter-Terrorist, but the Desert Eagle only needs three. Though its recoil is extremely unstable.
However, what Yuji didn't know was that someone who buys a Desert Eagle in the pistol round is generally called an idiot.
"Our spawn positions aren't good. Let's go through mid to A Short."
Junpei said.
"Did anyone buy a smoke grenade?"
If the Terrorists want to go to A Short through mid, it's best to buy a smoke grenade to block the line of sight from Mid Doors—otherwise they'll be intercepted by Counter-Terrorists camping there.
"I'll do it."
Megumi spent $300 on a smoke grenade. He looked down at a smoke grenade tutorial on his phone while controlling his character to stand on the slope at T Spawn.
"Smoke!"
The character in the game threw a smoke grenade toward the sky.
Yuji and the others filed out of T Spawn and headed to A Short.
However, just as Nobara exited T Spawn and was about to rush to A Short, she found that the smoke grenade Megumi threw at Mid Doors was misaligned.
Although the smoke covered most of the area, it left a large gap—which was practically the same as not throwing one at all.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
This gave Mai Zenin—who was crouching in the sand behind Mid Doors—an opportunity. The USP in the Counter-Terrorist's hand rang out continuously. Ultimately, Nobara was taken out by a headshot from Mai.
"..."
Nobara widened her eyes, staring at the computer screen in disbelief.
She immediately took off her headphones, stood up, and angrily yelled at Megumi, who was sitting on the far left:
"Fushiguro! The gap in your smoke grenade is big enough to open a milk tea shop! How did you throw it!"
"...I don't know either. I just learned it."
Megumi's face darkened. Clearly, as a computer illiterate, he hadn't fully understood the aiming point for this smoke grenade.
Hoho. Quite exaggerated.
Satoru Gojo watched their gameplay with a grin.
"Alright, alright, Kugisaki-san—don't be angry yet. Watch us play."
Junpei quickly smoothed things over.
The remaining Terrorists charged toward A Site, successfully taking out Momo Nishimiya and Aoi Todo on A Long slope. However, Maki was also killed by a Counter-Terrorist counterattack. Junpei arrived at the site and planted the bomb.
"The bomb has been planted."
The situation became a three-on-three retake for the Counter-Terrorists.
The three Counter-Terrorists rotated from CT Spawn to the slope, while Megumi and Junpei crouched on the site.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
"..."
After an exchange of fire, Megumi and Junpei fell—but they also successfully took out Mechamaru and Mai. Only Kasumi Miwa and Yuji remained on the field.
"Miwa! Quickly defuse the bomb!"
"Uh, ah... ah? Which key do I press?"
"Press E!"
"Press E... Strange, why is there no response?"
"Hold it down!"
"Oh, oh! I see."
Kasumi crouched on the ground, pointing her defuse kit at the bomb.
And at this moment, Yuji was crouching at A Short. From this angle, he could perfectly see Kasumi defusing the bomb.
"Itadori, go!"
"Do your best, Itadori!"
Panda cheered from behind.
Yuji took a deep breath, then stepped out from A Short, aiming his crosshair at Kasumi crouching on the ground.
Aim first, then shoot!
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Perhaps because the Desert Eagle's recoil was too high—and you can't shoot accurately while moving.
The bullets left six bullet holes on the box, accurately drawing a human outline around Kasumi's character.
Seven shots. Only one hit.
A master of drawing outlines.
"...?"
Yuji widened his eyes.
Are you kidding me bro?
On the screen, his character was reloading. The action of pulling the bolt seemed exceptionally long in slow motion—but Kasumi had already finished defusing the bomb.
"The bomb has been defused."
"Yay—!"
Kasumi bounced up from her chair excitedly, raising her hands above her head.
"I defused it! I defused it!"
Yay! We are the champions!
Even though they only won one round.
"Miwa! You're so strong!"
Damn! Taking down the Grade 1 sorcerer Yuji Itadori! Let those who said Kasumi Miwa was playing "Run, Kasumi Miwa, Run" speak up!
Mai stood up excitedly from her seat and hugged Kasumi.
Because her sister Maki was on the opposing team, she was the one who wanted to win the most.
"Hehe, I was just lucky..."
The atmosphere on the Kyoto school side was very lively. But back on the Tokyo school side...
"Uh..."
Yuji scratched his cheek awkwardly.
"It's just giving away one round. Fushiguro and I shouldn't be considered war criminals..."
"..."
No one spoke.
Nobara raised an eyebrow. Junpei silently lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. Maki leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. Megumi turned his head to look out the window.
"Probably not..."
Yuji was nervous.
"What do you think!"
Nobara stood up abruptly, leaning on the table, leaning forward until her face was almost touching Yuji's.
"Itadori! How can you be so bad at this!"
Meanwhile, inside Yuji Itadori's body.
"Pfft, hahahahahaha—!"
Sukuna laughed so hard he rocked back and forth.
"Stinking brat! Weren't you pretty accurate when throwing punches? Why can't you do it with a mouse?"
"Are your hands growing out of your eyes? Or are your eyes growing out of your hands?"
"Hahahahahaha!"
"Interesting! Too interesting! Yuji Itadori, you are truly the most interesting human I've ever seen."
Laugh, laugh, laugh—what's so funny!
Feeling Sukuna's mockery within him, Yuji rolled his eyes at Sukuna in his mind.
No. He had to play seriously.
He really had to show these Kyoto school guys what a gaming master was!
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