ESPER : Jujutsu Kaisen x Mob Psycho 100

ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ １８

For that simple reason, Shinra think that it is enough for her to impulsively follow everything that Gojo says, instruction, suggestion, or solicitation until that trust break.

A scenario that will definitely destroy the last tread in her destructive part of emotion.

────────────── ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴄᴀᴘ

"Ｓｔｏｒｍ  Ａｆｔｅｒ Ｓｔｏｒｍ"
↪ᴠɪᴇᴡᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜱʜɪɴʀᴀ ᴋᴀɢᴇʏᴀᴍᴀ

How did I end up here?

That's the exact question that I keep asking to myself while gripping tightly at the handle of a wooden implement which is used for hitting a small sphere of white rubber ball using both of my hands.

"Wait a minute! That's just a pitching machine!" Kugisaki-san shouted while standing in her base like what my other teammates doing. "That's unfair! Where's that doll!"

"Pitching machine~? What's that~?" Mai-san taunted in return. "I see, so you know a lot about machines. What are you, a geek?"

"It's one thing after one another to you! You wannabe sorcerer!"

Their pointless bickering didn't end with that, like a cat and a dog in one room, while I'm having a existential crisis in my position.

"Ah, right, I remember now..." I then raised the heavy baseball bat to ready myself and bat the incoming ball from Mechamaru-kun, "it's my fault why we're playing this game."

Why did I even pick that paper? I don't even know how to play this baseball thi—huh?

All of a sudden, I unintentionally swing my bat when I feel Mechamaru's surging energy coming in my way.

Did he already throw his ba—"ah—?" 

Oh, no . . . this is bad.

Unfortunately, my nervousness also came up in progress that I accidentally let go the wooden bat and throw it at Mechamaru's direction.

Before anyone could even react, my baseball bat directly hit the pitching machine and destroy it after landing harshly to the ground.

"Me-Me-Mechamaru-kun!" I hastily called out while running at his spot. "A-Are you okay? I'm so-sorry, I . . . I didn't mean to hit you. I lo-lo-lost my grip by accide—"

"It's okay, Kageyama. It's just an accident," Noritoshi-kun said.

"Eh~? Are you sure about that~?" Mai-san asked. "Because from what I see, I think she intended to do it, Nori—"

"If you're not going to say anything good, then shush that petty mouth, Mai," Maki-san grumbled as she watch Fushiguro and Yuji-kun walked towards me.

After they help me carry the broken pitching machine to the sideline, they ask about my condition first before immediately continuing the game like nothing happened.

"Is this even normal?" I unconsciously mumbled while staring at them.

"Yes it is, Shinra-chan~!" replied by a goofy male voice from my back before I felt his strong arm on my shoulder. "But don't worry, my sweet cinnamon! Your strongest sensei is already had a back up plan for this kind of incident!"

Is that so? Then I hope Mechamaru-kun doesn't got angry or something.

"O-Okay, thank yo—oh?" I abruptly stop when I see Gojo-sensei wearing glasses.