Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

Chapter 82 "Weren't you on vacation?"

Only when Sumi Kisakawa's taillights disappeared into the traffic did Satoru Gojo's smile gradually fade.

Then he reached in and took out his phone.

After a while, a black sedan stopped in front of him.

As the rear door opened, Kiyoshi Ijichi sat upright, gripping the steering wheel, and looked at him through the rearview mirror.

"Mr. Gojo, you're back."

"Hmm." Gojo Satoru leaned back in the leather seat, casually crossing his long legs, and the car smoothly entered the traffic.

The carriage was quiet for less than a minute when Gojo Satoru's light, airy voice came from the back seat:

"Ichichi, has anything special happened these past three days?"

While glancing in the rearview mirror, Ijichi answered earnestly, "No, Mr. Gojo. Everything is normal."

"Everything is normal?" Gojo Satoru rested his chin on one hand, his voice rising slightly at the end.

"Yes. There were no additional tasks added on the spot, and there were no special instructions from higher-ups."

The car was quiet for a few more seconds.

"No berserk spirits?" he suddenly asked, his tone flat and emotionless. "No temporary special-grade spirits? Or is someone crying and begging for help because they can't contact me?"

Ichi thought about it seriously.

"……No."

In the back seat, Gojo Satoru's eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, revealed no emotion, but the corners of his mouth still held their usual smile.

Gojo Satoru: "I haven't shown up for three days, and none of you seem to find it strange?"

Ichi glanced at him in the rearview mirror, a hint of confusion in her expression.

"Weren't you already on vacation?"

The car was silent for a second.

Then Gojo Satoru laughed.

"Oh yeah," he said casually, with an inscrutable lightness in his voice. "I'm on vacation."

He turned his gaze to the window and stopped asking questions.

Upon returning to the vocational high school, Gojo Satoru did not go to his office first, but went directly to the training ground.

Inside the arena, Zenin Maki was wielding a long sword, while Panda and Inuzuki Thorn were practicing together nearby.

"Yay!"

Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared, opened his arms, and gave him a virtual hug.

"Your beloved, good-looking guy, the incredibly handsome Gojo-sensei, is back with a bang! Anyone want to give him a warm welcome?"

Maki stopped what she was doing, slung the knife over her shoulder, and said, somewhat speechlessly, "Have you gone crazy from taking a vacation?"

"Maki's so mean." Gojo Satoru looked disappointed, put his hands back in his pockets, and slowly swaggered over, his tone exaggeratedly hurt.

"The teacher finally gets a break and comes back, but he doesn't even get a warm welcome? At least there should be a line, a banner, and someone shouting 'Welcome back, Master Wu!'"

The panda looked at the sky: "I understand, it's still daytime."

"It has nothing to do with daytime." Gojo Satoru solemnly held up one finger.

"You should feel empty, lonely, and cold because you've lost a handsome and reliable mentor."

Maki: "......"

Dog-Turned Thorns: "..."

The panda rubbed its arms and said, "It's so cold. Today's jokes are especially lame."

The group laughed and joked around for a while longer.

Afterwards, Gojo Satoru sat down on the steps by the training field, stretching out his long legs in a relaxed posture.

He glanced at the panda, then at Maki, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, casually said, "Speaking of which, you guys haven't had any major missions these past three days, have you?"

"Yes," Maki answered quickly, her hands still busy. "I went out twice, once the day before yesterday and once yesterday."

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head, as if intrigued. "Did it go smoothly?"

"What kind of question is that?" Maki frowned, her wooden sword tracing a clean semicircle in the air. "Do you really think we'd be stumped by such a simple task?"

Gojo Satoru spread his hands, his expression as innocent as a wronged cat. "The teacher was just concerned about the students' safety, and he gets yelled at for asking such a simple question."

Maki glanced at him: "Come on. You're just bored and came here to kill time."

"That's so mean, Maki." Gojo Satoru clutched his chest, looking heartbroken.

But a faint smile remained at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes behind his sunglasses slowly swept over the students.

Everyone's reaction was normal, without any subtle sense of incongruity.

Gojo Satoru stood up from the steps and patted off non-existent dust from his pants.

"Alright, I won't disturb you any longer. I'm going to patrol the campus." He put his hands back in his pockets and slowly walked out of the training field.

He turned and left the training ground, then immediately took out his phone and dialed Nanami Kento's number.

Nanami Kento answered the phone quickly.

"Is there something you need, Mr. Gojo?"

Nanami Kento's voice came through the receiver, as deep and steady as ever.

Gojo Satoru said with a smile,

"Can't you contact Nanami to catch up if there's nothing wrong?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"If your so-called 'building rapport' is a waste of my lunch break," Nanami Kenji's voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

"That's definitely not possible."

Gojo Satoru chuckled, then asked.

"Nanami~ Have you been busy these past few days?"

"Working normally," Nanami replied quickly. "I was on a mission yesterday and was working on a report this morning. I was just about to go downstairs to buy coffee during my lunch break when your call came."

"Oh—I know I'm sorry to have bothered you." Gojo Satoru looked up at the dappled sunlight filtering through the treetops, his tone casual. "By the way, I have a question for you."

"Please speak."

Where do you think I've been these past few days?

The reply on the other end of the phone was without hesitation: "Weren't you on vacation, Mr. Gojo?"

Gojo Satoru's lips curved slightly into a smile. "Oh right, I'm on vacation. That's all, you can continue with your work."

He hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.

Finally, he pushed open the door to Moth Masamichi's office.

"Principal, I'm back."

Night Moth Masamichi looked up from a pile of documents, frowned, and said, "Wasn't your vacation supposed to end tonight? Why are you back early?"

"Can't I come back early because I missed you?" Gojo Satoru sat down casually on the sofa. "Nothing's been wrong these past three days, has it?"

"No." Moth Masamichi lowered his head and continued reading the documents. "Everything is normal. You can continue your leave."

Gojo Satoru stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked out of the office.

He stood in the long corridor of the college, looked up at the azure sky above.

The most powerful sorcerer disappeared for three days and could not be contacted, yet no one seemed to suspect anything was amiss.

Not only did the mission remain unchanged, but the supervisory department also failed to hold anyone accountable, secretly causing trouble. Clearly, their understanding had been distorted, just like that of the people at the vocational college.

It is not a simple modification of local memory, nor is it a simple cognitive illusion.

It is a true, comprehensive reconstruction of reality.

It's as if there's a God's hand rewriting everyone's script at will.

The person who caused all of this had recently confirmed a romantic relationship with him.

To be honest, if it were any other sorcerer, discovering a "monster" sleeping next to them that could rewrite the rules of the world at any time and without them even being able to detect the traces of its actions would probably have given them a cold sweat.

But as Gojo Satoru stood in the sunlight, what surged in his chest was an almost trembling excitement.

interesting.

That's so interesting!

Who exactly is his Dr. Xiao Cheng?

What exactly is this ability to reconstruct reality silently?

and also--

Why did she have to appear in front of him of all times?

Gojo Satoru chuckled softly, feeling a surge of excitement that was hard to contain.

He took out his phone and opened the chat window with Sumi Kikawa.

Fingers tap lightly on the screen.

【Xiaocheng, I've arrived at school.】

I've had a lot of fun these past few days. Take me somewhere else to play next time!