After the physical training, they moved on to the final training session of the day.
Not long after Yu Haibara and the two others were healed by Enka, they were taken to a deserted area to begin shooting practice.
Since Eichi's goal was for the three of them to be able to handle a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, the training targets were naturally not stationary.
Instead, it was a highly safe and effective moving target.
This moving target also expressed its willingness to participate in this game.
That's right, this moving target was Gojo Satoru.
"Can't hit me, can't hit me, footwork, footwork..."
Under Yu Haibara's gritted teeth, Gojo Satoru was teasing the three of them with various bizarre and comical poses.
The key was that despite being mocked so directly, they couldn't hit him at all.
Not even Gojo Satoru's Limitless was triggered.
In the field, Gojo Satoru was seen running in the sunset one moment, and the next, he was spinning and jumping like a ballet dancer, with his eyes closed.
Under the effect of Blue, Gojo Satoru's movements seemed like he was ice skating on a rink.
"Is he going easy? But that makes sense, if Blue was at full power, it would be instantaneous teleportation, they wouldn't even see it."
However, Eichi quickly realized that Gojo Satoru wasn't going easy, he was genuinely playing.
"Nanami, you won't hit me like that!" (Nanami)
"Ieiri, why are your hands shaking?"
"As expected of Haibara, full of spirit! Ganbatte!" (Keep it up)
...Kento Nanami: ###
Yu Haibara: "Oh, oh, I'm fired up!"
Kiyotaka Ieiri: So scary... Soon, everyone in the field felt frustrated from not being able to hit Gojo Satoru for a long time.
"This won't do, I haven't had enough fun yet..."
Gojo Satoru was thinking about what else could stimulate them, when Eichi, sitting on a tree in a daze, caught Gojo Satoru's attention.
"Hey ~ Eichi!"
An interesting idea instantly popped into Gojo Satoru's mind.
"Hmm?"
Eichi looked down at Gojo Satoru in confusion.
"Did you bring targets? The more colorful, the better."
"Targets?"
Not understanding what Gojo Satoru was thinking, Eichi's body moved skillfully.
He pulled out the wooden sign with 'out' written on it from his shadow, which he had used before.
After taking out a box of watercolors and drawing a few circles on the back of the wooden sign, Eichi threw the wooden sign to Gojo Satoru.
"Hmm, not bad."
Gojo Satoru nodded in satisfaction.
Then he slapped the wooden sign onto his butt.
Under the effect of Limitless, the wooden sign remained steadily on Gojo Satoru's butt.
"I've carefully considered your performance just now."
Gojo Satoru turned to Kento Nanami and the others, beginning to mimic Yaga Masamichi's tone of voice.
"Your attacks were truly a mess; bullets were flying in all directions, completely without aim."
"That's because you're too fast."
Kento Nanami was speechless.
"It's not just because I'm fast, you know. For example, Kiyotaka Ieiri, your bullets went up into the sky several times, and Nanami, some of your bullets flew towards Eichi several times."
Gojo Satoru wiggled his index finger from side to side.
"Isn't it because you kept moving towards Eichi? Also, my name is Nanami, not Nanami..."
Kento Nanami helplessly retorted Gojo Satoru's words.
"Therefore, the future strongest hot-blooded teacher has come up with an idea."
Gojo Satoru seemed to completely ignore Kento Nanami's retort, turning directly and bending over.
"Look, I've prepared a target for you to aim at!"
Saying this, Gojo Satoru began to wiggle his hips left and right, his provocative demeanor making Kento Nanami's hands itch.
"Don't just stand there staring! The target has already been chosen for you, come on!"
As he spoke, Gojo Satoru even moved closer to the group, then wiggled his butt in an exaggerated manner.
"You wiggle more than Shinnosuke Nohara."
Eichi took out his phone and once again snapped a precious photo of Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru on the field was still acting crazy.
"Come on, come on, don't worry about me."
Could three hot-blooded teenagers in their puberty resist such a temptation?
No!
The scene that followed quickly became chaotic.
At this moment, Kento Nanami and Yu Haibara had only one thought: to blast Gojo Satoru's butt.
Even the usually timid and weak Kiyotaka Ieiri cast aside his fear of Gojo Satoru and let loose.
The three began to strengthen their bodies with Cursed Energy and cooperated to restrict Gojo Satoru's movement space.
Looking at the target flying up, down, left, and right, and then at the three people roaring and chasing behind, Eichi found an angle, took a picture, and sent it to Suguru Geto.
Eichi: Gojo Satoru is itching for a fight. Coming?
Suguru Geto: On a mission.
"What a pity, if it were Geto, there would truly be a chance."
As the sun set, the three boys, united in their struggle, returned to the High School dormitory area in humiliation.
From this moment, the three became new members of the 'How to Beat Up Gojo Satoru' study group.
"Yay~ interesting."
Gojo Satoru came to Eichi's side with his hands behind his head.
"How do you feel?"
Eichi, sitting on the tree, looked up at Gojo Satoru.
"It was a lot of fun!"
Gojo Satoru revealed a satisfied smile.
..."I was talking about their skill level."
Eichi was speechless.
"Oh, that? They've made rapid progress!"
Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin with his right thumb and forefinger.
"Although they were all over the place at first, their accuracy improved a lot later. They learn very quickly."
"Especially during that last period, the three of them improved significantly, and I was almost hit."
Looking at Gojo Satoru's serious expression, Eichi felt a bit strange.
'Did I misjudge Gojo? Was he deliberately provoking Nanami and the others for training effectiveness?'
"Hey, Eichi."
Just as Eichi was doubting himself, Gojo Satoru crouched down and poked Eichi's shoulder.
"What is it?"
"When are we playing again next time?"
'Playing...'
Sure enough, I was overthinking it.
"Rather than that, you should worry more about Geto."
Eichi chose to change the subject.
"Geto?"
Gojo Satoru was a bit confused.
"What does Geto have to worry about?"
In Gojo Satoru's mind, Suguru Geto's strength could keep up with his own, and he always had his own opinions; he was someone he could trust his back to.
Gojo Satoru even used Suguru Geto's words as a standard for judgment for a long time.
So Gojo Satoru didn't understand what Suguru Geto needed him to worry about.
"In a while, a bad big sister will come to trick your Geto away."
Eichi tilted his head to look at Gojo Satoru, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Huh? Where did that bad woman come from? Tell me who it is."
Looking at Gojo Satoru's exaggerated expression, Eichi could no longer suppress his smile.
"Yuki Tsukumo."
"Yuki Tsukumo?"
Gojo Satoru found the name somewhat familiar.
"That Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer who does nothing and travels abroad every day?"
"That's right."
"Watch me beat that bad woman away."
Gojo Satoru said this while making a motion of rolling up his sleeves.
"If you have time recently, stay at the High School more. She's back to see you. It's best not to let Geto see her alone."
"Leave it to me!"
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