The brave Simmel wants to resign

Simmel was puzzled and stopped what she was doing.

"Huh?" Shoko put down her phone and said naturally, "What should we use to replace cigarettes in the test? And when it comes to something more effective than cigarettes, it's naturally alcohol, right?"

"That won't do!!"

Simmel immediately shouted to stop! With his arm straightened, Er Kang suddenly swung his hand out!

"Even I know that alcohol is no good."

Simmel spoke with righteous indignation.

"You absolutely must not become addicted to that kind of thing!"

Look at the burning righteousness in the hero's eyes! He has an absolute sense of self and will not indulge in base pleasures!

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"Ton ton ton".

The scene shifts again, which in anime would be a simple page-turning effect.

Simmel was already drinking heavily.

"Hoo-ha!~"

Simmel slammed down her glass, her face flushed.

"Oh, wow...that's really generous."

Nisuko clapped.

"Wine is truly a wonderful thing—smack!"

Simmel's relaxed lips suddenly tightened, and she slapped herself hard across the face. The slap was swift and precise, almost knocking out several strands of her bangs.

When she straightened her expression again, the flush was gone, replaced by a handprint on one side of her cheek.

"Oh no, my body has been taken over by my partner's consciousness." The man rubbed his temples in pain.

"Let's try something else anyway."

Even if you say that....

Shoko took a sip of the cocktail she had made, a subtle expression on her face.

She doesn't really like alcohol. She doesn't like the taste, and on the other hand, alcohol affects the normal functioning of the brain. Although the reversal technique can resist the trouble caused by alcohol to a certain extent, Shoko, who has to work overtime at any time, still doesn't like to slow down her efficiency.

Taking this topic as an opportunity, Shoko and Simmel started chatting.

Although the two were not familiar with each other, neither of them were shy. They could chat for half a day about their jobs at the vocational college. Most of the time, Shoko talked about her work, while Simmel gently comforted her from the side.

As they were chatting, out of nowhere, Shoko blurted out something.

"Thank you, Simmel."

"Hmm? Is it because I'm listening to you?"

Simmel tilted her head.

He himself didn't think it was a big deal. After completing the mission to defeat the Demon King, because the fairy girl he liked was a blockhead, Simmel never lived with anyone else until his death.

In order to maintain basic communication, he would go to various villages to play with children or do tasks such as 'helping people find lost cats', in which he developed strong empathy and communication skills.

“Ah, there’s this too.” Shoko rested her chin on her hand. “But… more than anything, I’m thanking you for your help to Natsuyu and Gojo.”

"Ok?"

The two names that suddenly appeared in the conversation surprised Simmel for a moment.

"I?"

"Ah."

Shoko lowered her eyes.

Inside the bar, the lighting was dim and yellowish.

The girl's shoulder-length brown hair fell over her shoulders, and faint dark circles under her eyes made her beautiful face look tired and fragile.

Sitting at the bar, legs crossed, eyes slightly lowered, fingertips tracing the rim of the glass.

"Well... I've actually noticed something vaguely."

"Xia You was in a bad state for a while."

She tilted her head slightly more, almost letting it slide down to her wrist, and strands of her brown hair fell along the lines of her palm.

"But I didn't choose to do anything."

Speak calmly and as if you were an outsider.

"While part of it is because I'm too busy, it's mostly because I feel that 'if it were me, it would be pointless to say anything.'"

He grinned, a smile that clearly lacked any bitterness, yet conveyed a hint of self-mockery.

"Those two guys only have eyes for each other, it's really annoying to look at them."

"So I didn't say anything and hoped that Gojo would notice Natsuyu's problem—but that idiot doesn't seem to be aware of it at all."

"After hearing about the Kaba sisters, I thought that if you hadn't shown up and had gone to carry out that mission in Natsuyu's condition, something bad might have happened."

"so."

She straightened up and said solemnly.

"Thank you."

“Shoko, you........”

Simmel was surprised that Glass would say these things to her.

But what was unexpected, yet also logical...

This girl is indeed the most mature one in the vocational college.

that is....

(He seems to lack a bit of confidence.)

“Shoko, you are.” Thinking of this, Simmel teased.

Do you like summer oil or five-bar peppers?

Hahahahahahahahaha!

Shoko laughed heartily, then leaned back and slapped Simmel on the shoulder, looking extremely happy.

"No no no."

The pretty high school girl waved her hand dismissively.

"It would be impossible for me to fall in love with them, even if the world turned upside down."

"However... if something like this happens again in the future..."

She suddenly turned her head to the side, her fair face appearing exceptionally soft in the warm light of the bar.

With a raised eyebrow and a bright smile revealing her neat teeth, she was like light breaking through the clouds. Her beauty was so vibrant and dazzling that even her dark circles and the air of a corporate slave couldn't hide it.

"They're in your hands now."

Chapter 34 If only Ai Haibara were on this ship too.

On the third day of the cruise, people discovered that the ship even had a swimming pool.

—While building a swimming pool on the sea feels a bit peculiar, it surprisingly has a lot of openness to it.

Of course, putting these guys into the pool would definitely not be an easy competition.

"Yoshi!"

With an unexpectedly muscular build, Gojo Satoru raised his arm high, announcing, "The decisive battle for the third Jujutsu High School's strongest water gun water volleyball king begins!"

With some time still to go before the ship arrives at the port, everyone began to enjoy the ship to the fullest.

"I have absolutely no recollection of the previous two times."

Shoko shielded Nanako and Mimiko behind her, and while making sarcastic remarks, she pulled out a camera covered with a waterproof cloth and began taking pictures with a grin.

"Is the use of magic permitted?"

While he asked politely, Xia Youjie had already summoned a centipede-like cursed spirit that coiled around his body.

"What if we split into teams?"

Where to withdraw from the competition?

Simmel and Nanami each raised the question they were most curious about.

"Hmm...then it'll be me and Nanami, Simmel and Jay."

Gojo Satoru naturally completed the group assignment.

"Of course—use any spell you like."

"roar~"

Apart from Nanami, the others immediately became interested, revealing smiles that were almost maniacal.

Simmel was in high spirits. As an old man, he not only naturally put on his swimsuit and started a water fight, but now he also took it for granted that he was participating in the competition.

"How many points will it take to win or lose?"

Gojo Satoru held up one finger, and Natsume asked in confusion.

"One hundred points?"

Gojo Satoru: "Keep hitting."

Everyone laughed.

The match began quickly.

A homemade volleyball net was set up in the middle of the pool, with rules that were ridiculously simple.

Two players from each team use their hands to hit the ball over the net; a point is scored if the ball lands in the opponent's pool area.