Simultaneous Transmigration: I am invincible across all realms!

Chapter 129 Is there a possibility that I might fail? (First update)

Kugizaki Nobara pouted and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"Tch, that mysterious guy. We never see him all day. If he comes back any later, the exchange meeting will have already started, and we won't need him anymore."

"Oh?"

Dongtang Kui was still immersed in the excitement of gaining a close friend, but when she heard Lin Qiyue's name, she immediately turned her head, her eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit, her thick arm muscles bulging, and she clenched her fist, making a cracking sound.

"Lin Qiyue—I've heard of him! During the juvenile detention center incident, he easily banished a top-tier cursed spirit all by himself. I really want to fight him! I wonder what kind of woman he'd like!"

Just as the atmosphere was slightly changing because of Lin Qiyue's topic, a voice interrupted.

"Alright, alright, you young people, don't be so confrontational as soon as you meet."

The teacher leading the group from the Kyoto school, Anka-hime, walked over while clapping her hands.

She looked at the students who were vaguely confronting each other on both sides, feeling somewhat helpless. Her gaze swept around, as if she was looking for someone.

"So, where's that idiot? Still not here?"

She was clearly asking about Gojo Satoru.

The panda honestly raised his hand and answered, "Awu—if nothing unexpected happens, he's probably late."

Zenjima Maki, carrying a knife, delivered the final blow with a blank expression.

"It would be strange if an idiot arrived on time, wouldn't it?"

Dog-Curl Thorn succinctly replied: "Salmon."

The students present, whether from the Tokyo or Kyoto campuses, clearly understood who the "idiot" was referring to.

"well----"

Anka sighed and rubbed her forehead, clearly already used to Gojo Satoru's unreliability.

However, just as she was about to say something else—

"Everyone—! Sorry to keep you waiting~!"

A drawn-out voice, carrying a distinctly mocking and cynical tone, suddenly rang out above everyone's heads like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure appeared without warning in the open space in the center of the crowd, as if by teleportation.

Silver-white hair, a black eye patch covering his eyes, and that iconic high school uniform—it was Gojo Satoru!

He had one hand in his pocket and waved the other casually.

"Oh my, everyone's here! How lively!"

"Teacher Gojo!"

Miwa Kasumi immediately cupped her hands to her heart, her eyes sparkling with adoration.

For many young sorcerers, Gojo Satoru's reputation as the strongest is extremely attractive in itself.

And Miwa Kasumi happens to be a fan of Gojo Satoru!

"Damn it! You're late!"

Anka-hime rebuked her without any politeness, her fists clenched.

Ignoring the songstress's anger, Gojo Satoru turned to the students of the Tokyo school with a grin, opened his arms, and made an exaggerated hugging gesture.

"My dear students~ Do you miss your most handsome, strongest, and cutest teacher, Gojo? I miss you all so much! And I even brought you all some souvenirs!"

As he spoke, he magically produced several beautifully packaged small bags from behind his back and began distributing them to the students at the Tokyo school one by one.

"Here you go, Maki-chan~ It's the latest Cursed Tool Care Oil!"

"Thorn, this is the special rice ball flavor you mentioned you wanted to try last time~"

"Panda, I brought you bamboo-shaped candies~"

"Katana, this is a sports drink refill pack~"

"Wild Rose, a skincare set for pretty girls~"

The gifts he distributed were surprisingly thoughtful, seemingly prepared according to each person's preferences.

The students who received the gifts had different expressions. Maki looked disgusted but still accepted them, Inu-maki nodded, Panda happily accepted them, Itadori thanked them, and Kugizaki snorted but did not refuse.

Finally, Gojo Satoru swaggered up to the furious Ankagi, holding the last, clearly feminine-style small bag in his hand, and with an extremely irritating smile on his face, he spoke in a tone that was sure to infuriate anyone.

"Songstress~ This is for you~ A limited edition cute hair clip, it suits you perfectly~"

Ankagi looked at the bag handed to her, then at Gojo Satoru's expression that said, "Please praise me for being so thoughtful!" Veins throbbed on her forehead, and she finally exploded.

"Damn it, Satoru!! Who wants your souvenir?! And this is clearly just a perfunctory gesture! Get serious!!"

And you were a full half hour late!!!

Gojo Satoru, however, seemed completely oblivious to her outburst, continuing to grin and even pushing the bag forward further: "Wait, you don't want it? What a pity. I'll leave it for Shoko then; she'll probably like it—"

"Ugh! I'm so angry!"

Angehime felt like she was about to explode on the spot.

The students at both the Tokyo and Kyoto schools remained silent, watching the daily interactions between the two like a pair of bickering lovers, silently offering a candle of consolation to their songstress teacher.

Amidst the commotion, no one noticed that in the distance, a black dot was rapidly growing larger, accompanied by the faint cries of eagles and the sound of high-speed flight cutting through the air, hurtling towards the direction of the college.

"Huh?"

Gojo Satoru turned his head, and both Rakuganji Temple, which they had just arrived at, and Yagami Seimichi were looking up at the sky.

There, a figure swiftly broke into the high school's protective barrier.

Because of the distance, no one had noticed yet, but now, everyone has noticed.

That was an enormous owl!

The next moment, the owl vanished in a shadow, and a figure instantly descended from the sky and landed in front of everyone.

"Whitey, I'm back! Come on, let's have a fight!"

"Oh, Itadori is still in Kugizaki, Maki-nee, everyone's here."

Lin Qiyue greeted everyone.

Maki stared at Lin Qiyue, who had just landed, and keenly sensed that his aura was completely different from before he left.

She raised an eyebrow: "Hey, July, you've gotten even stronger. You must have had quite a bit of success on this trip."

Lin Qiyue grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Oh, just a little bit, and I successfully subdued the last shikigami. Hahahaha!"

He laughed loudly, eagerly turning to Gojo Satoru, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit that seemed to materialize.

"Five white-haired guys! Hurry up! Stop dawdling! Let's go! Let's have a fight! I can't wait to beat you up! Let's get back at you for what we did before!"

Even with his eyes covered by the blindfold, Gojo Satoru could still see Lin Qiyue's overflowing confidence and excitement as he looked up.

A knowing smile curved his lips.

"Oh~ Xiaohui is so excited, it seems that she succeeded."

He was referring to subduing the demon Void.

Lin Qiyue met his gaze, her tone resolute: "Is there any possibility that I might fail?"

The people around were completely confused, not understanding what they were specifically talking about as success.

But Principal Ye'e Zhengdao, standing behind them, stroked his chin thoughtfully, his gaze lingering on Lin Qiyue for a moment, as if he had made a connection to something.