I, in a Jujutsu Kaisen Manga, Take the Detective Conan World by Storm

At the appointed time, Jiang Lai and the three-person group of Fushiguro, Itadori, and Kugisaki officially headed to the Zenin family in Kyoto.

The reason for leaving Tokyo Jujutsu High was to take on an internal-external exchange training mission, naturally, this mission was issued by the other party after Little Sheep Jiang Lai communicated and agreed with Zenin Naoya.

Although Zenin Naoya was obsessed with gaming, he wouldn't go around announcing this to the jujutsu world. Therefore, on the surface, the issued mission content was naturally this kind of normal jujutsu exchange.

Little Sheep Jiang Lai reported three people as "assistant support," and Zenin Naoya's side didn't argue with him, generously transferring train tickets for four people to his card in advance.

There was some distance from Tokyo to Kyoto, but taking the express train, it didn't require too much time.

After arriving in Kyoto, Little Sheep Jiang Lai very generously hailed a taxi, after all, the Zenin family was reimbursing, so why not use it.

They rode in the vehicle, heading toward the Zenin family.

Long, long ago, Jiang Lai had come to the Zenin family with high school-era Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru. At that time, he wore a fox demon mask on his face and indigo kimono, presenting a mysterious great demon appearance.

Now returning to this familiar place, Jiang Lai in his youth shell looked toward the Zenin family's main gate with a different height perspective than before.

More than ten years had passed, yet the Zenin family still maintained its former appearance. The guards' attire and weapons hadn't changed either.

Time seemed to have left no traces on this feudal great family's architecture. The closed Zenin family stubbornly maintained its unchanging traditional appearance.

Little Sheep Jiang Lai walked in front. Before the guards could stop them, he first presented the invitation letter, saying concisely: "This is the mission invitation. We four are invited to execute the mission."

The guard nodded slightly. After verifying the invitation's authenticity, one person was assigned to lead them inside.

Little Sheep Jiang Lai walked briskly, closely following the guard. His gaze only occasionally glanced around, these sceneries he had seen before were identical decorations that no longer held much attraction for him.

This place wasn't even as attractive as the traditional architecture of Tokyo Jujutsu High, because the Zenin family was constantly shrouded in the gloomy, moldy atmosphere of a decaying great family.

The three-person group of Fushiguro, Itadori, and Kugisaki seemed more interested in the surrounding environment, their gazes frequently scanning around.

Fushiguro Megumi had been the Zenin family head a thousand years ago and was extremely familiar with the Zenin family's environment. Stepping back into this familiar place now gave him a feeling of being in a different world, unable to distinguish the thousand-year time gap.

But this feeling was only momentary. Fushiguro Megumi quickly came back to his senses.

Even if the environment was similar, the people were different, moreover, the Zenin family a thousand years ago had been in a period of prosperity, not like the current closed and decaying state.

Time had passed, too many things had changed.

The guide dutifully led them across stone pathways. Under the respectful stepping aside of numerous servants, they headed toward a house with a more refined-looking entrance.

Outside this house, servants stood guard. After coordinating with the guide, they were allowed to enter. The household servants inside went about their duties properly, their work and etiquette exceptionally refined.

At the innermost room's entrance stood an arrogantly proud blonde young man, precisely Zenin Naoya.

He wore an intricately beautiful Zenin family patterned kimono, golden embroidered threads outlining flowing patterns, with milky white jade tied at his waist. Modern-style earrings that clashed with his kimono reflected purple light, seemingly displaying his flamboyant temperament.

In short, Zenin Naoya radiated an aura of wealth throughout his body. In this already luxuriously decorated room, he appeared even more aristocratic of a feudal great family.

His upturned fox eyes had fallen contemptuously on them since they entered the room. His lips formed a harsh arc, standing there with no intention of coming forward to greet them, his haughty eyes only revealing an upper-class person's assessment of lower-class people.

This gaze made Kugisaki Nobara extremely displeased. She disliked this so-called city person's look the most, so she directly spoke up:

"Hey, I'm telling you, looking at ladies with those eyes is very impolite. Don't you know that?"

Zenin Naoya's gaze swept over Kugisaki Nobara: "Such presumptuous behavior without etiquette, a stupid woman who won't be able to marry in the future, completely useless."

His words were as always filled with male chauvinist gender discrimination, infuriating.

Kugisaki Nobara's fists clenched.

Itadori Yuji wasn't the type to watch his friend get bullied. His gaze was resolute as he looked toward Zenin Naoya: "You can't talk like that. What you're saying is wrong."

"Oh, I know about you too." Zenin Naoya's gaze quickly fell on the cherry-pink haired boy, "Ryomen Sukuna's vessel, right? I've seen your profile photos. Tsk tsk, truly has a disgusting cursed aura that makes people uncomfortable."

Then he extended his toxic tongue to Fushiguro Megumi, mocking: "As for you, you're the inheritor of the Ten Shadows Technique? Inheriting such a good cursed technique for nothing, but your abilities seem mediocre."

Zenin Naoya snorted with laughter, finally focusing his gaze on the brown-haired boy, drawling slowly:

"I recognize the other three, so you little shorty must be my internet friend. You better deliver something satisfying as promised, rather than just bringing garbage into my house."

Hearing Zenin Naoya's string of words, uncontrollable anger surged in Kugisaki Nobara's heart. However, before she could rush forward to argue, Fushiguro Megumi held her back.

Fushiguro Megumi knew this was the Zenin family, and causing trouble on someone else's territory was absolutely disadvantageous.

Moreover, Zenin Naoya was a Grade 1 jujutsu sorcerer who used Projection Sorcery with perfect ease. Even without much external practical experience, he was definitely a difficult opponent.

The restrained Kugisaki Nobara quickly calmed down too. She wasn't an impulsive person and could distinguish priorities at critical moments.

She knew what their real purpose for coming to the Zenin family was.

However, if before Kugisaki Nobara had somewhat felt that scamming the Zenin family heir's money was somewhat unethical, now she wholeheartedly agreed with Little Sheep Jiang Lai's approach.

They definitely had to scam money, specifically this Naoya's money!! Watanabe-kun's previous behavior was simply punishing evil and promoting good.

At this moment, the three-person group of Fushiguro, Itadori, and Kugisaki reached this consensus, and in their minds, the brown-haired boy's image even became righteous and glorious (?)

Currently, the most composed person was probably Jiang Lai, he wasn't one to have his emotions easily swayed by words.

Zenin Naoya's verbal techniques weren't particularly sophisticated either, lacking the ability to wound invisibly. Everything he blurted out was straightforward mockery.

Actually, Little Sheep Jiang Lai had interacted with Zenin Naoya for so long that he had long figured out the other party's verbal patterns.

This harsh and demanding speech was obviously intentional, with the fundamental purpose being intimidation.

Zenin Naoya probably felt very displeased about being led around, and even though this time he willingly played the sucker, he definitely wanted to regain face on his own territory.

Facing Zenin Naoya's behavior, arguing along with him would be losing instead. Ordinary people couldn't out-argue Colorful Cloud Pig, who naturally had toxic tongue attributes and didn't care about moral shame.

Better to change approaches and break the fighting spirit atmosphere he could create.

So Little Sheep Jiang Lai deliberately used a slightly weaker tone, his eyelashes fluttering as he spoke low: "I'm having some regrets. If I had known earlier..."

Zenin Naoya looked at the brown-haired boy's bowed head, smugness spreading in his heart.

He had been fantasizing about that annoying internet friend showing weakness to him for a long time. Now he had finally used his status to firmly suppress him.

The next second, he heard Little Sheep Jiang Lai's heartbroken voice.

"If I had known you were this rich, I would have multiplied all the price lists back then, not just doubled, but several times!! Oh my god, thinking about how much money I missed out on during this time makes me regret it so much!"

Zenin Naoya's rising lip corners froze slightly.

The upper-class aura he had worked so hard to create had now become a sign of being identified as a wealthy person ready for slaughter!

Little Sheep Jiang Lai continued as if talking to himself: "I'm really stupid, truly. You're not just a sucker, but a rich sucker. Sigh, I really lost big time before."

Zenin Naoya was infuriated. The other party so openly stating his money-scamming plans made the cold, hard aura surrounding him rise another degree.

"...You bastard, you really dare to say that. Dare to be so arrogant here?" Zenin Naoya threatened with a cold laugh, like a venomous snake breathing, "Aren't you afraid you'll never be able to leave the Zenin family?"

"All-inclusive food and lodging sounds pretty good. The last time I had such good treatment was last time." Little Sheep Jiang Lai smiled brilliantly, "Then we'll wait for Gojo-sensei to come pick us up~"

Jiang Lai casually brought up Gojo Satoru's name, using it when needed.

Gojo is a useful brick, needed wherever (not really).

He knew Zenin Naoya was afraid of Gojo Satoru. After all, the strongest person who walked sideways in the jujutsu world always beat up whoever displeased him, especially when young.

Even though the Zenin family practiced isolationism, they would have some contact with the other two families. When small, Naoya had been beaten by Gojo Satoru more than once.

Zenin Naoya's words just now were just angry talk. He couldn't really harm Tokyo Jujutsu High students, or even as the Zenin family heir, he would face endless troubles.

Hearing Gojo Satoru's name, Zenin Naoya's expression twisted momentarily. He snorted coldly and turned his face away, then felt sudden cursed energy fluctuations in the air.

"!?"

Zenin Naoya immediately assumed a counterattack posture, his upturned eyes sharply staring over, surging with some anger.

This bastard dared to attack him!?

However, what greeted him wasn't a cursed energy attack, but a fluffy Leafy Beast.

Even in cursed spirit art style, it still retained some cuteness under gaming fans' filter.

Directly facing fantasy creatures from the game, Zenin Naoya's mind went blank for a moment.

No matter how much prior preparation one made, first-time direct encounter with game becoming reality would inevitably cause brief mental paralysis.

The Leafy Beast wagged its leaf-like tail, stretched lazily on the ground, shook its body, and leisurely walked to the stiff blonde young man's side.

Zenin Naoya's sharp thorns erected earlier now retracted. His thin lips pursed slightly, hiding his slight bewilderment within his arrogant shell.

He slowly extended his hand, then with rare gentle movements, touched the Leafy Beast that had approached him.

The next second, this Leafy Beast unceremoniously bit Zenin Naoya's finger!

At the same time, Little Sheep Jiang Lai, holding his phone for remote control, called out with fake indignation:

"What are you doing! How can you hurt its delicate teeth with your rough fingers!!"

Zenin Naoya: "???"

Zenin Naoya: ...So you're the one making false accusations!!