Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"Still binding spirits locally in the Xingxing Palace."

"Hey, isn't it over here Megumin?"

Gojo Satoru appeared next to Fushiguro Megumi leisurely holding a whole bag of Kikufu. He looked completely different from the dirty look of the little guy. The cat, who was as delicate as his hair, had no awareness of reading the air.

"Wow, Megumin is so miserable. Let's take a photo of it and show it to Azawa and Nanako~" Gojo Satoru took out his cell phone.

……Hello! Forget it Aze, what happened to Nanako!

"Don't you know, Megumin? Didn't you beat Nanako in front of Jie in the last training? The little girl is angry." Gojo Satoru explained happily: "I said I will definitely beat you up."

Tsk, that's too bad. I must file a complaint when I get back. Megumi Fushiguro is even more upset.

"So what happened?" After the pleasant parent-child greeting time, Gojo Satoru looked at the cherry-haired boy who had always had a strong presence from just now.

"In short..." Fushiguro Megumi recounted everything to the teacher: "That's it."

Gojo Satoru: ...Ah, it’s over.

How should he explain to Aze that Megumin, who had just entered the first grade, faced the King of Curse alone because he was leisurely buying desserts?

The large white-haired cat suddenly shuddered, and his brain, which was full of desserts, was running wildly. Was it too late to kill Su Nuo? Or dye this boy with pink hair white and give it to Aze? Or give half of the dessert to Aze?

No, no, actually, as long as Maomao acts coquettish and apologizes, of course Aze will still love Maomao more than Megumin...

Speaking of which, as long as Megumin didn't say anything, Aze wouldn't have read the mission report.

Ah, the look in this guy's eyes definitely tells Azze, right? ? ?

What an unlovable little devil, Maomao changed his crouching position uneasily, so this is an accident! Magicians sometimes do this when they go on missions, right?

It’s better to say that this is all Huihui’s own problem! Nanako and Mimiko have both been studying for the past year, but they have never seen a first-level curse spirit!

And what about Megumi Fushiguro! How many times has this happened! Special-grade curse spirits are rare among rare cabbages!

No wonder Aze’s younger brother doesn’t want him to be a magician!

Megumi Fushiguro! The problem is with you! Reflect on yourself! Gojo Satoru glanced at the kid next to him.

"Hey."

"Hey, let me tell you!"

"Teacher Gojo!"

What on earth is this guy doing! Now is the time to be in a daze! Fushiguro Megumi suppressed the excitement of raising blood pressure and awakened the teacher who was wandering in the world.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay." The more Gojo Satoru thought about it, the more he felt that he was making sense, but his desire to survive still prompted him to put his hands on Fushiguro Megumi's shoulders and ask affectionately: "What are Megumin going to do? Tell me, teacher - Anything can satisfy you~”

"Come on, Huihui, let's talk~" Maomao said seductively, but after she finished speaking, she couldn't go back and talk nonsense.

...Don’t you have any ideas of your own? Fushiguro Megumi looked at her teacher sideways, and finally sighed and asked: "Is there any way to separate Japanese knotweed and two-faced Sunuo?"

"No." He denied it for a second without leaving any room.

Megumi Fushiguro:......

However, if the child can control his body autonomously, it is another matter.

Gojo Satoru walked closer to the cherry-haired boy. The little guy seemed to be sane, with a calm aura, a stable posture, and clear and stupid eyes. Now, as long as he can guarantee the ownership of his body, he might be able to suppress the two-faced sex. Woolen cloth.

Maomao was a little ready to make a move. The world of magic was really boring. There were only endless tasks to complete all day long. Besides the tasks, there was intrigue. Those extremely strong guys were all his classmates, so he always had to pay attention to the rules when competing.

But, this is the King of Curses, how interesting it is.

He should have been beaten very well, right?

Itchy hands.

"Jun Zang, please release Su Nuo for ten seconds and then come back. Can you do it?"

Suppressing the corners of his mouth that raised crazily, Gojo Satoru asked with interest.

……

Megumi Fushiguro's taijutsu is totally beyond the reach of Megumi Gojo, and the fight between Gojo-sensei and Ryogen Suno. No, maybe it's not a fight. It should be a unilateral provocation by Gojo-sensei, but even the one-fingered King of Curses can't. Still bursting out with physical skills that exceeded those of Fushiguro Megumi.

It was really wise to choose to use "Firefly" to seize the opportunity from the beginning. Fushiguro Megumi hugged the dessert in her arms tightly, and her eyes were overwhelmed.

Eight, nine, ten.

The countdown was ten seconds, only ten seconds, and the dazzling and destructive fight came to an abrupt end. The malice released from the body of Knotweed Hisahito was suppressed by him at the right time. Although it was unbelievable, he did take it easily. Returned the right to own the body.

Gojo Satoru pulled the bandage in front of his eyes. Although his six eyes were not really revealed, he also had preliminary concerns in his heart.

Very good, it is a good seedling that is rare in a thousand years, let Jie raise it.

Maomao thought so.

……

Panxing Cult Headquarters.

"So, this is the reason why you brought the child to me?" Xia Youjie stared at his classmate with a dark face and a half-smile.

One or two, do you think this is a kindergarten class?

"Bringing the two-faced Su Nuo container back will definitely cause trouble, right?" Gojo Satoru groaned: "Spare me, I've been busy enough lately, and I don't want to get into trouble with those old immortals."

All he had to do was ask Fushiguro Megumi to report that the special magic item was lost. Anyway, those old oranges above didn't dare to point their noses at him and ask him.

Gojo sat on the couch and refused to get up. He rarely came to Xia Youjie's Panxing Sect headquarters, but he couldn't take Hishito the Japanese knotweed home at will, and he couldn't go to the high school, so he had to come here to catch foxes. .

"Where's Aze?" Xia Youjie asked.

"Still binding the spirits in the Xingxing Palace." Maomao pursed his lips.

"..."

Okay, taking back the probing jiojio, Xia Youjie understood. Anyway, this big, round iron pot has his name, Xia Youjie, written on it.

"Satoru, you should know that Mr. Tiger Sticks cannot stay here forever." Panxing Cult is not suitable for children to live for a long time. The most important thing is that Mr. Tiger Sticks is still at school age. He cannot become a two-faced Nuo. Containers, just...

"I know very well even if you don't tell me about this kind of thing. He will have to go back after the first grade gathers. There will be a sister exchange meeting next."

"One week, I'll make some arrangements." Gojo Satoru shook his head and told Xia Youjie about his next plan: "Before that, I asked Teacher Jie to teach him some common sense. Hisuhito knows everything. I don’t know~”

Of course, we have to go to school. How can we let those old oranges disturb the healthy and happy youth of young people?

Gojo Satoru's six eyes hidden under the bandage dimmed for a moment. No matter whether he was a special grade or a cursed king, all he needed to do was to eliminate them all.

Including those old people who are neither human nor ghosts.

But what the complacent Gojo Satoru didn't know at this time was that "one word becomes a prophecy" probably means this.