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"Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"
Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru hurriedly let go of each other and explained frantically.
"Opportunity!"
Akira seized the chance to suddenly strike, taking down both of them in two moves.
"I win!"
Satoru and Suguru lay on the ground, faces full of indignation.
"That doesn't count! You ambushed us!"
Gojo Akira spread his hands, "On the battlefield, no one cares if it's an ambush. If I were an enemy, you two would already be dead!"
"Stop pretending to be all serious and lecturing us, geez!"
"What? You're not going to go back on your word, are you? No taking back the bet we agreed on!"
Hearing this, Satoru and Suguru's faces turned deathly pale.
Geto Suguru timidly raised his hand, "Um... can we change the bet?"
"No way!"
Gojo Akira crossed his arms in refusal.
He glanced at Geto Suguru's utterly resistant face and chuckled.
"Suguru, if you fulfill the bet, I'll sell you yūun at a low price. Original price one billion, I'll give you a 50% discount!"
Geto Suguru immediately stood up, "A gentleman's word is his bond! How could I possibly go back on my word?! Akira, you should also find such behavior disgraceful, right?"
Gojo Akira: "..."
Fushitori Ward, Department Store.
Ieiri Shoko followed behind Gojo Akira, puzzled.
"Akira, you said there was something good to see here. Did you mean the comic convention?"
Shoko looked at the anime characters coming and going, wondering if she should get a photo taken with them.
Gojo Akira's mouth twisted into a smirk, "No, I mean something even better!"
Ieiri Shoko blinked, "Akira, do you know your smile right now looks really creepy?!"
"...Does it?"
Shoko nodded firmly, "Exactly like the expression of a shut-in peeking through a hole in the wall to watch a girl change clothes, or sneakily pulling out a camera with ill intentions!"
"What kind of weird analogy is that?"
Gojo Akira's eye twitched as he vigorously ruffled Shoko's hair, "Cut the nonsense. Just wait, I bet you'll end up just like me in a bit!"
Ieiri Shoko wore a listless expression, clearly not believing him.
Aside from cigarettes and alcohol, she wasn't interested in anything.
"Wow!!!"
At that moment, waves of exclamations erupted from the crowd.
Numerous cosplayers, passersby, photographers, and normies all swarmed over in a rush.
In the center of the crowd, two figures stood out remarkably.
The 190cm Gojo Satoru and the 180+cm Geto Suguru towered over the crowd, whose average height was less than 170cm.
But that wasn't the main point.
Their outstanding looks created perfect conditions for cosplay.
One was a white-haired catgirl maid, the other a black-haired catgirl maid, with stunningly beautiful faces, tall and slender figures, and long, slender legs clad in black stockings.
They instantly captivated countless boys and girls.
"Hello, hello, can we exchange photos?"
"I'm a photographer, can I take some pictures?"
This scene was already old hat for Gojo Satoru.
"Everyone, don't push, take your time!"
"Holy crap! A femboy!"
"A guy... even more exciting!"
"Husband... no, wait, wife! Wife!"
"This one's a guy, so that means this one..."
Facing the gazes of the crowd, Geto Suguru, experiencing this scene for the first time, appeared flustered and uneasy.
He timidly raised his hand, "Um, I'm also a guy!"
"Hiss~"
The crowd collectively drew in a sharp breath.
All the cosplayer girls felt a bit inferior.
One was acceptable, but then another showed up. Aside from lacking breasts, their looks and aura directly crushed the girls'.
What kind of world is this?
Why don't you just be the women instead!
Gojo Satoru put his arm around Geto Suguru, "Don't be so nervous. What's done is done. Might as well just let loose and have fun!"
Led by Satoru, the self-hypnotized Suguru gradually began to let himself go.
"One, two, three, say cheese!"
The two smiled so sweetly and charmingly, striking poses that grew increasingly flamboyant.
Second floor.
"Pfft... hahahahaha... they... those two... pfft hahahahaha..."
Shoko was about to laugh herself to death.
Gojo Akira silently pulled out a magenta-colored camera, recording this amusing scene.
"Got Suguru's blackmail material too!"
Seeing this, Shoko raised an eyebrow and hurriedly picked up her phone, clicking off ten rapid-fire shots.
Tokyo Jujutsu High School office.
Yaga Masamichi looked at the photos Shoko sent, remaining silent.
In the photos, Catgirl Satoru and Catgirl Suguru were striking poses, seemingly having a great time.
Yaga Masamichi fell into deep thought, briefly doubting if something was wrong with his eyes.
He took another look—
Yep, definitely something wrong with his eyes.
Because they'd been burned blind!
"I'm getting old, I just don't understand young people's ideas anymore!"
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