Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 192 Becoming Stronger Is to Make It Easier to Reason

Xing Qiluo Luo was exclaiming in surprise, pulling at Cheng Jinci's collar and shaking him back and forth, as if she wanted to convey some important emotion to him.

On the other side, Gojo Satoru was still pretending.

"Jinci, are you adapting to life in the technical high school?" Su Ze asked, tapping his cheek.

Xing Qiluolu, who was playing around, then let go of her hands and turned to look at Su Ze.

Hyōjinji adjusted the collar of his uniform and looked down at his feet: "... Very good, Gojo-sensei and Su-sensei are both very strong, I can learn a lot here--"

He deliberately avoided eye contact with Su Heze.

"No, that's not right. What I want to ask is, 'How do you feel about the technical high school?'" Su Ze's eyes were calm, with a soft luster hidden in them.

He continued, "A few days ago, you and Miss Nitta went on a small mission together—"

Akira Nitta is a young assistant supervisor who just joined the company two years ago. He has slightly curly blond hair cut to shoulder length and gray-blue eyes.

But the reason why Chairman Su Ze was so impressed with this young assistant supervisor was...her straightforwardness, understanding, and high emotional intelligence and EQ were just one of the reasons.

The most crucial point is that she demonstrated excellent driving skills during the entry test.

A test item that is considered a nightmare by countless auxiliary supervisors - "simulated emergency driving in high-risk situations."

Ms. Nitta completed the test with ease by racing on the highway, breaking the record since the test was established six years ago.

It even made Chairman Su, who served as the judge and safety officer, feel carsick.

——That day, Su Te recalled the fear he once felt when he was controlled by a sword flying high in the sky.

Especially when she took a different approach, chose to drive out from the broken overpass and forcibly changed lanes.

Su Ze, who thought he had become numb to this, was determined to practice more after this battle.

Su Ze saw that Cheng Jinci in front of him was still keeping his head down and not speaking, so he continued: "If I remember correctly, you should have met someone from Kyoto that time."

Only then did Cheng Jinci slowly nod his head.

"There are still quite a few conservatives over there who adhere to the strategy of 'seeking stability'--" Su Ze added with a normal expression.

Xing Qiluo Luo also recalled the unpleasant mission experience and curled her lips and said, "Most of the old guys in Kyoto look down on the techniques of Jinci and me~"

This is to be expected. Those who were originally conservatives naturally share the same views as them - they prefer "simple and clear" techniques.

In their view, simple techniques mean efficiency and power.

It is expected that they would not take seriously techniques like Hyō Kinji's and Hoshi Kirara's, which are quite complicated in terms of usage and additional rules.

"Hmm," Su Ze responded with a smile, "Did we have a direct conflict with them?"

Xing Qiluolu hastily denied it, her head was about to turn into a rattle, "No, no, after all, Teacher Su told us not to cause trouble before the mission--"

Su Ze smiled, "I did say that...but don't let others bully you."

Cheng Jinci looked up blankly.

"Don't cause trouble, but don't be afraid of it either. It's not easy to attack those old guys, so let them call out their disciples and grandchildren to fight—"

Su Ze's tone became a little lighter, and what he said didn't seem quite right.

“……Huh?” Xing Qiluo Luo was confused.

"If anyone looks down on you openly for such unfounded reasons again - fight with those bastards."

"Don't let anyone spread the word that our Tokyo students are inferior to others—"

Su Ze still smiled and taught by example.

Then he explained in detail which part of the body would not be seriously injured but would be the most embarrassing; which part of the body would not be injured but would cause pain for several days; and which part of the body would be safe if you hit it casually...

"...Wait, wait, wait!" Xing Qiluo Luo raised her hand in panic to stop Su Ze from talking incessantly.

"Huh? What's wrong? Didn't you understand what I just said?" Su Ze frowned in confusion, and was ready to explain it again in detail, which acupuncture point should be poked to make a person's mouth and eyes temporarily crooked.

"Teacher Su, shouldn't you advise us not to lose our temper?" Xing Qiluo Luo was very puzzled. After all, this development didn't seem right no matter how you looked at it.

"...Is that so?" Su Ze stroked his chin and said slowly.

Xing Qiluo Luo nodded heavily.

Although Hyō Jinci's reaction was not as big as his, it was not difficult to tell from his eyes that he also supported Xing Qiluo Luo's point of view 100% or even 90%.

"Is that so..." Su Ze seemed a little embarrassed. So he turned to look at Mr. Gojo who was doing nothing.

"Wu, if it were you, how would you explain it to them?"

Su Ze threw the question to the head of the Gojo family.

"Nonsense, of course we should let them fight back! They kicked us in the face, how can we bear it?"

Gojo-sensei didn't hesitate.

"Yeah, yeah!" Su Ze hugged his chest, closed his eyes and nodded with satisfaction.

"...No, Mr. Su, Mr. Gojo's opinions on these matters cannot be considered valid suggestions--" Xing Qiluo Luo hesitated and said something a bit hurtful.

After all, they had heard that at the school-level meeting of Tokyo High School, only Mr. Gojo's vote was counted as "half a vote."

...and the number of teachers participating in the vote, excluding him, is exactly an odd number.

——In other words, no matter how Gojo Satoru votes, it will not affect the final result.

So, Teacher Su Ze fell into deep thought again.

Xing Qiluo Luo and Cheng Jinci also became uneasy. Although Su Ze's point of view just now did not sound in line with his own personality, it was undeniable that the proposal was indeed refreshing...

Therefore, they were a little worried that Su Ze would change his mind again.

"Huh? What are you so nervous about--" Su Ze noticed the two people who were overly anxious.

The corners of his mouth curled up, "I'm not thinking about "whether I should change my opinion"... I'm just thinking about how to make it easier for you to accept it-"

"……what?"

"You are my students after all. If you don't dare to fight back when being bullied, how can I, as a teacher, have the face to teach you?" Su Ze said with a smile.

"Besides, not only are you two good fighters... Wu and I are even better fighters."

"I speak the truth because I want to speak the truth. Not because I have no other choice but to speak the truth—"

The two young men, who were not very worldly-wise, had already been shocked by Chairman Su Ze's "Dark, Deep and Cruel" theory and their brains had crashed.

The duo is relieving the overwhelming amount of information.

"Everyone, the cafeteria is open for dinner!" A loud voice came from afar, and Xing Qiluolu immediately looked towards the source of the voice.

At the end of the sight, there stood a well-proportioned young teacher, with his hands raised to his mouth, slowly turning around, announcing to all the teachers and students in the campus.

"Oh, it's Teacher Haibara—" Xing Qiluo Luo recognized the person immediately.

Even though there are cell phones and school bells, Huihara Yu prefers to use this method to call everyone to take a break.

Perhaps he felt that this could better reflect the deep emotions between teachers and students.

"Haibara, don't yell in school!" A strong and deep voice sounded from farther away.

...This is the right way of the moth.

He has already entered the ranks of middle-aged men. Even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes have become more obvious.

"Yes! Sorry, Mr. Yagata!" Upon hearing this, Haibara Yu turned around and continued to respond loudly.

Then he called out to Su Ze and the others, "Senior Su Ze, and everyone else, come and eat quickly!"

He still shouted loudly.

“… Haibara!”

Principal Ye Moth, who was sitting in the office on the second floor, could no longer tolerate it.