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A cold light flashed, and a hideous curse was stabbed at both ends from the middle. As if to prevent the opponent from being wiped out quickly, the second knife pierced neatly into the weak point of the neck.

Kurikaro Yuki pulled out the knife, flicked the blood from the tip of the knife, and inserted it back into the scabbard on the back—although it was a knife, it was actually called a "curse tool" and could be used to chop A handy tool for killing curses.

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands: "Yuki-chan is great, do you want to come over, the teacher will give you an encouraging hug?"

Yuki flicked her tail twice: "No need."

Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly: "Okay."

If you say what is the happiest thing for Yuki recently, it is probably that Gojo Satoru has become a lot more honest, although he is not used to it, but the teacher has improved, and he is no longer that sticky old kindergarten boy!

During this period of time, the daily training that Yuki Kurihanara received was basically following Gojo Satoru. Simply put, Gojo Satoru 007, she is also 007, Gojo Satoru does not rest, and she does not rest either.

Even Maki and the others don't have this kind of high-intensity actual combat training, not to mention that the incidents that need Gojo Satoru to deal with must be incidents above the first level.

Almost from the beginning, she raised the requirements for Yuki, and she will get hurt at first, but after getting used to it, the probability of her getting hurt is getting smaller and smaller.

Gojo Satoru is really strict.

Although he was like a fuse that would never blow out, Yuki himself suddenly made a request like "Sensei, you are dying, please do it again".

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, then smiled and touched her head and agreed.

"After completing this task, I can go back to Tokyo. I haven't seen Maki and the others for more than a week, have you? Did you miss them?" While sitting on the Shinkansen, Gojo Satoru picked up a bag from Yuki's bento with a smile on his face. Went for a tempura.

Yuki was not angry, but picked up another tempura and put it in his bento: "Sensei can't be full with such a small amount?"

"...I can't get enough if you only give me two." The latter pursed his lips, showing a playful smile.

"Of course I miss Maki and them very much." Yuki nodded, "If I go back now, I can fight back and forth with Maki in gymnastics class!"

"Ah, that won't work, you're still a little short. In terms of strength." Gojo Satoru waved his hand, pouring cold water on Yuki with a relaxed expression.

Yuki: "Ah! Sensei, please give me some encouragement!"

"If you eat more, maybe you will be stronger?"

"Don't take the opportunity to give me the food you don't want to eat."

"Haha."

After returning to the high school, Yuki rarely slept comfortably all night. In the morning, she didn't crawl out of the bed until the sun hit her face, washed up, and sat on the edge of the desk.

At this time, there was no one around, and the windows were opened for ventilation. The curtains were blowing slowly, and the diary on the windowsill was brushed by.

She pulled out the chair and sat down, picked up the small pink box on the desk, and opened the lid on it.Inside lay an old envelope.

—if this envelope has not been lost.

The corner of the girl's mouth curled up slightly in a nostalgic smile.

She was so nervous, restless, and full of expectations when she wrote this letter, and every time she paused.

The girl's fingers carefully brushed over the already brittle paper.

Then, someone knocked on the window frame: "Yuki-chan, are you up yet? It's time to go to Nitro's for a checkup."

The drawl is tuned, and every ending sound carries a coquettish and silly energy that doesn't care about the world.

Yuki closed the box and put it back on the window sill: "It's coming, teacher, wait a moment."

Rikaluo Yuki is a fusion body, she needs to go to Glass every once in a while to check whether her body is prone to instability.

After a round of inspections, Yuki sat on a chair and drank tea, while Nitro looked at the report in his hand, with a calm expression on his face: "The value is very stable, don't worry."

"Thank you, Miss Glass." Yuki bowed his head in thanks.

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard, can you?" Iinuri Glass took a sip of coffee, looked at Yuki sitting on the chair, and suddenly remembered that this child has been working hard with Gojo Satoru on missions all this time. Every time I come back, I will become a little stronger, but... In the impression of Nitzi, this child has always been that kind of soft, and it is very difficult for her to kill something with a knife, " Even if you want to go back and stay away from the world of conjurers, Wu will definitely respect your choice and protect you."

Yuki shook his head.

"That teacher... don't look at him like this, in fact, he is a very, very gentle person." Yuki shrank his shoulders slightly, narrowed his eyes, and spoke in a tone that was close to pampering.

"Even I can more or less guess what the current magic world looks like. Teacher, he is actually capable of completely eradicating those people or things that give him headaches. As long as he is more wanton, nothing will happen again." A little scrupled. But he didn't."

"Because he is a very gentle man."

"Although he has complained several times that he is not suitable for the position of a teacher, but he can come up with this method, and slowly, slowly spend his whole life to change one thing. idea."

"Ah—I'm stupid, I don't know how to say it..." The corner of the girl's mouth curled up slightly, "I know, even if I say, I want to go back to the past and get in touch with that person again, teacher He will also protect me unconditionally, because he is such a person."

"However, if I want to use such a gentle person to pursue my own happiness without any scruples and leave that gentle person behind, I'm not mean and selfish to this extent."

The girl lowered her head: "So, I will work hard, I will definitely become stronger and stronger, and then I will grasp my own future, a future that I can grasp with my own hands without relying on the teacher, without consuming and using his gentleness .”

She clenched her fists hard, and showed a silly smile at Nitro.

"Besides, whether it's Maki, Gomaki-kun, Yigu-kun, or Panda, aren't they all the same when it comes to fighting with all their might and wielding a knife to protect something? Miss Glass, you are also tired of the dark circles under your eyes It hasn't faded away. You can't treat me equally just because I was weak before, right? I have been hiding behind everyone, and I will feel sorry for myself." The girl lowered her eyes and showed a relieved smile.

Nitro reached out and touched her head: "However, even Yuki will not forgive you for casually mentioning other girls' dark circles under their eyes. I will let you go this time."

Yuki: Meow.

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At this moment, the door of the infirmary was "bumped" and pushed open: "Yuki-chan, gymnastics class is about to start, Maki is catching you all over the world! If you are caught, you will suffer a lot ah."

"Ah! Good! I'm going!" Yuki ran out a few steps, then remembered that her clothes were still hanging on the side, rushed back to tear the clothes and ran again, "Teacher, you don't have to rush in like this next time, I will I've already smelled you!"

"I hate it, Yuki-chan doesn't give you any face." Gojo Satoru raised his hand, facing the girl

Made a "bye" gesture.

When the girl ran away with her clothes in her arms, Jiazi put her hands in her pockets and walked to Gojo Satoru.

The latter supported the wooden fence with one hand, and the corners of his mouth were tensed.

"Did you hear that?" The dark circles under Nitzi's eyes were a bit heavy, and he was naturally tired when he spoke.

But the other party didn't answer her.

"Enlightenment?" You are... trembling.

Jia Ruozi's eyes widened slightly.

Gojo Satoru's hand holding the wooden fence left a deep palm print on the handrail of this historic corridor.

"What should I do..." The latter let go of the armrest, sat on the armrest in a lazy posture, and then covered his eyes with one hand, as if to regain some kind of calm consciousness, Gojo Satoru's breath Wei Wei was in a hurry, and after a while, she returned to her usual state.

——"I originally...really, really wanted to let this child go."