Q: Streamer, streamer, is it really reasonable for the Protagonist to have so many cheats?
A: It's totally reasonable for a CEO protagonist to have so many cheats!
Chapter 72 That Age
Kobe Suzuo looked at Satoru Gojo, his eyelashes as thick as the feathers of a young angel fluttering as he indifferently averted his gaze.
This is unreasonable.
He spoke abruptly.
Merlin chimed in at the right moment, "What's unreasonable about it?"
Kobe Suzuo sat at her desk, fingers interlaced beneath her chin, looking over the chaotic office with a solemn and dignified expression.
Satoru's reaction is irrational.
Amidst the noisy crowd, no one paid attention to the conversation between Kobe Suzuo and Merlin. "Even if there wasn't a surprise, he should have at least been surprised, right?"
Kobe Suzuo was utterly perplexed. "I clearly hid it so well!"
Merlin stalled for two seconds as the database automatically flashed through the records of Kobe Suzuo's arrogant behavior during his half-year tenure as an Assistant Supervisor:
Acting like an emperor by using privileges at Jujutsu High; acting like a spoiled heir emperor by playing dumb at the Director's Department;
Acting like an emperor openly in front of those in the know; acting like an emperor as a matter of course in front of his own contract workers.
And the CEO who acts like a peacock in front of Satoru Gojo, unable to hide his true self.
Even with the protection of a CEO's aura, with the Young Master acting like this, it would be hard to have any sense of surprise when his identity is revealed, wouldn't it?
Merlin was speechless for a moment, only after a long pause did he ask hesitantly, "Then, Young Master, what kind of reaction do you expect from Satoru-kun?"
Hearing this, Kobe Suzuo's gaze naturally fell upon a corner of the office.
The first-year duo was whispering with the two third-year seniors who had been summoned back to school:
What? Mr. Kobe is actually the Jujutsu Director?
Senior A covered her mouth, instinctively glancing at Kobe Suzuo before quickly withdrawing her gaze, her curiosity impossible to hide:
For real? The Director, the one who has never appeared in public and is as elusive as a dragon?
Senior B was shocked, after pondering for two seconds, he gasped.
But how old is Mr. Kobe? Does this make any sense? Have those old fossils from the Three Great Families finally lost their minds, choosing such an uncontrollable young man as Director?
Makoto Hibara had already forgotten how many times he had explained this, he nodded to the two unfamiliar seniors before him, his explanations becoming quite practiced.
It's true. Mr. Kobe is the current Director and the current Kobe Family Clan Head. Because his identity information was accidentally leaked to Sorcerers, he had to go public to ensure his safety.
This was already a violation of ancestral rules. Although no one besides the Elders Council cared, normally, the identities of successive Directors were only announced after their terms had ended.
Senior B couldn't help but steal a glance toward Kobe Suzuo. With just that single look, he pulled his gaze back in lingering fear, patting his chest as he lamented:
But it actually makes sense. With an appearance and aura like Mr. Kobe's, the only thing that feels out of place is how young he is; he would be a perfect fit for any status or position.
Kento Nanami adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with one hand. "As expected of Mr. Kobe!"
He is an excellent and reliable adult man, no matter what kind of work he does.
Mm-hmm. Indeed.
The others nodded in agreement, the four of them huddling together like office bystanders gossiping about their boss.
They were practically the essential information-sharing squad found in every CEO's company.
Merlin..
With a halo this thick, it's no longer a matter of whether he's a concept or not; he truly has to be the world's favorite son.
Kobe Suzuo was still struggling with her thoughts, in a bad mood, she randomly hung up on a call from the Elders Council.
He looked toward Satoru Gojo's position once again.
Masamichi Yaga had a look of resignation on his face, possessing the exhaustion of an honest man who had been toyed with.
I also didn't expect Director Kobe to choose this moment to reveal his identity.
Sitting before him were the Jujutsu High Trio plus Mei.
These people were all part of the "blind" group who had frequent contact with Kobe Suzuo but, like being under a spell, had failed to uncover his true identity.
The group sat together in the reception area directly opposite the office desks.
Masamichi Yaga said it was "unexpected," but his tone was filled with the indifference of "this ancestor is finally dropping the act."
The intelligence was indeed sudden this time, but I think you all guessed more or less that his identity is extraordinary..
Nobara Iori sighed helplessly and pressed her hand to her forehead. "He's so high-profile that no one treats him like an ordinary Assistant Supervisor."
Suguru Geto glanced at Satoru Gojo, who was playing with his hair with an air of indifference, tried to describe his own feelings:
But we really didn't expect Mr. Suzuo to be the Jujutsu Director. It's, well, not surprising, but it just feels so surreal.
Mei leaned against the armrest of the sofa, watching the flourishing stock interface with an elegant gaze, the corners of her mouth curling upward as she chimed in:
Compared to the Jujutsu Director, Kobe is more like a rebellious young master from a major clan like Gojo—capable, thoughtful, possessing a rebellious spirit, he knows how to conduct himself better than Gojo.
She took the opportunity to step on Satoru Gojo's character, then pointed out the crux of the matter:
So this feeling is more like suddenly discovering the CEO is just a high-level laborer. What's unsettling isn't that Kobe is serving as the Director, but that Kobe is essentially working for the Elders Council as well.
It’s just, perspectives have changed.
I always felt that the position of Jujutsu Director didn't add any prestige to the President; instead, because of the association with the Elders Council, it seemed to lower his status.
The three of them looked at each other and sighed in unison.
Masamichi Yaga..
What on earth are you little brats thinking about every single day?
Nobara Iori felt melancholy and wanted a lollipop, but her hand paused halfway.
She has been feeling quite melancholy lately, her sugar consumption has skyrocketed.
Unlike Satoru Gojo's physique, which craves sugar like life itself, Nobara Iori was a bit worried that if she quit smoking, she would instead end up with cavities or diabetes.
She was not interested in the research topic of whether the Reverse Cursed Technique could treat the aforementioned diseases, so she withdrew her hand and slumped back into the sofa.
Mei-senpai, you've been working with Mr. Kobe for a long time, haven't you? Did you not notice this before?
Mei turned off her phone screen and put it back in her pocket, shrugging indifferently. "As long as the money is sufficient, I don't care at all about the identity of the employer."
True..
Nobara Iori sighed, her gaze involuntarily falling upon Satoru Gojo.
That guy was unusually quiet today, adhering to his principle of isolating everyone; he hadn't uttered a single word since taking his seat.
Nobara Iori gave Suguru Geto a look: Hey, what happened?
Suguru Geto shook his head: "I'm not sure. It's been like this since Mr. Suzuo came back."
Nobara Iori glanced at Kobe Suzuo, only to have her gaze collide with a pair of pitch-black eyes looking toward them, causing her to shudder unexpectedly.
Nobara Iori frowned: "Are they fighting?"
Suguru Geto thought back for a moment and didn't feel anything was wrong: It's possible, I'm not quite sure.
Nobara Iori glared: What use would you be?
Suguru Geto closed his eyes: Thanks for the invite, I'm just an innocent bystander and a third wheel.
Hey, you guys are being too loud," Satoru Gojo said, his voice not loud. "Your eyes are being too loud.
With more people than there were chairs, he monopolized the most comfortable sofa in the office.
His long legs were draped over the back of the sofa, his upper body leaning against the armrest in a strange posture, his white hair stood up in a messy clump due to gravity, revealing his forehead.
He lay there splayed out in a relaxed and comfortable posture, as limp and soft as a fluid.
Nobara Iori raised an eyebrow and asked directly, "We didn't think it was a given; Satoru-kun, did you not expect it either?"
The entire office fell into a sudden, abrupt silence for a moment.
The third-year seniors, who were whispering gossip, pricked up their ears, while the secretaries, who were chattering incessantly about various plans, exchanged knowing glances, the butler, with ears open to everything, straightened his back and his eyes lit up.
Here she comes, the female lead.. No, the person involved is about to speak..
"Really? Did Toji really help you defeat the bad guys?" Fushiguro Megumi's voice was soft, her beautiful green eyes filled with doubt.
"Really!" Itadori Yuji had a small piece of gauze still covering the corner of his mouth, but he had already fully regained his vitality.
He stood up from the carpet, clenched his fist, threw a punch at the air in front of him, looking full of spirit. "Just like this, so cool! Just like Kamen Rider!"
Tsumiki's eyes lit up, her hands clasped against her chest as she asked curiously, "Wow—was Itadori-kun's injury caused by that bad guy named Sukuna?"
Itadori blinked and answered instinctively, "This was done by Uncle Toji!"
Tsumiki: "Huh?"
Fushiguro Megumi, who had always been skeptical of his father's character: "Ah!"
Fushiguro Toji, who was responsible for looking after the kids and was lying listlessly on the carpet playing on his phone..
Itadori Yuji was still trying to explain, "Because Sukuna is currently inside my body.."
But Fushiguro Megumi, who already had doubts about Fushiguro Toji's character, could no longer listen; his green eyes were filled with blatant contempt:
“Toji, you scum.”
Fushiguro Toji's mouth twitched as he vigorously rubbed his palm against Fushiguro Megumi's prickly, sea urchin-like hair:
You brat, you should call me Daddy, you know that?
No way!
A scene of total chaos.
Senpai A's mouth twitched as he averted his gaze from the childcare theater. "Where were we just now?"
Kento Nanami said, "We were talking about Mr. Suzuo's age."