Special A-level danger warning

Gojo Satoru, who had been rambunctious like a bear for a long time, found that none of the three guys in front of him paid attention to him, so he pushed his sunglasses and leaned back on the cushion behind him as if nothing had happened.

He stroked his snow-colored hair, put on an arrogant face and looked at them, and the villain pointed and pointed as if he was complaining first.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at, restrain yourself a bit, hey, where did I say something wrong, I have suffered a big loss in the first place!"

Feng Xinzhi and Xia Youjie, who were well aware of his bad character, didn't speak, but quietly watched him act as a monster, to see how long he could go on.

Caught in the middle, Yi Gu Youtai is in a dilemma. On one side is a respected teacher, on the other side is a reliable classmate, and on the other side are very important people.

He thought about it for a while, considering that "if Zhizhi is really angry, it must be the fault of Teacher Wutiao", he hesitated for a while before deciding to endure the condemnation of his conscience and learn how to eat melons like Mr. Xia You over there. play.

The only conscientious student turned his back on the battlefield, and the widowed Wujo Satoru only felt slightly cold and cold around him, isolated by his close friends and students.

As soon as he took off his glasses, his icy blue eyes condensing the sky and the vast sea were instantly exposed to the air, threatening them like a big white cat with furry fur.

"Damn it, I'm going to make a fuss! I'm really going to make a fuss!"

Let's make a fuss and watch it.

Gojo Satoru, who understood the expressions on Feng Xinzhi and Xia Youjie's faces, was shocked. He looked at them in disbelief, and after realizing that they were serious, he showed a distressed and struggling expression.

Tacitly ignoring the meowing of the five cats, Xia Youjie pointed to the black wooden box Feng Xinzhi put on the seat casually, which contained the words of the underworld obtained from the goddess of underworld Izanami .

Following his fingertips, Feng Xinzhi put the ink cartridge on the table, lifted the hidden buckle, and with the evil spirit of death blowing in his face, the three words of the underworld rested on the pen holder.

Xia Youjie tilted his head and looked down into the box.

"This is the language of the underworld that can manipulate monsters and curses? It looks like it's just a few pens."

Although the demonic aura and spell power lingering above are extremely strong, they haven't reached the point where they can manipulate demonic beings.

"That Ebisu's original purpose was indeed this, but in the end he didn't take it. Instead, the old lady told him to use the words of the underworld to control the monsters and not harm ordinary people."

Finding himself excluded, Gojo Satoru, with his messy white hair on his head, stared at the three pens with one hand resting his chin, and forcibly joined the topic of discussion, pretending that the manifestation of dementia just now did not exist.

"However, I feel that the god of business is not only stubborn but also a bit stupid. He was probably deceived by others. Otherwise, how would one of the good Seven Lucky Gods know this kind of thing that is not decent at first glance, and was finally punished by heaven."

Xia Youjie glanced at him lightly and reminded, "That is the God of Commerce."

Shrewdness is an essential quality in business, and the other party proposed a one-day vacation in January at any rate, and it took an unbelievable long time for the artifacts who were squeezed to accept it.

"That's right, a god who is so smart that he can't even tie his shoelaces, falls on the ground every day when he walks, and has basically no motor nerves."

Dismantling each other is a habitual style of painting, and the two confronted each other for a long time on this irrelevant issue.

If Ebisu heard all kinds of bullying talk between them, maybe he would be so angry that he would take away all the fortunes of these two guys.

Before Yi Gu Youtai could react, Feng Xinzhi skillfully pressed one with each hand, ruthlessly suppressing the cats and dogs who were yelling at each other.

"Wait for a person to come, and that person's supernatural power can strengthen the power of the weapon he holds a hundred times."

"The weapon held? Strengthened a hundred times?"

Wujo Goji, who noticed the key words, was stunned, and raised his hand to speak: "If people are used as weapons, can they be strengthened a hundred times?"

This question made Feng Xinzhi raise his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this guy must have some bad idea, for example, can he strengthen the already invincible six-eye and no-lower-limit spell by a hundred times.

"As long as it meets the definition of 'weapon held', it's fine, but are you sure you want to use your whole body as a weapon for others to use?"

With infinity on, you can't even do the most basic word of holding, so how can you activate the ability?

Hearing this harsh condition, Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue, and immediately shook his head, expressing that he was not very interested in this ability.

"However, who is this superhuman?"

Speaking of this, Feng Xinzhi glanced at the three people around him, and finally his eyes fell on Gojo Satoru, as if hesitating to guess something.

With Fudi Yingchi's popularity as a legendary national hero, there is no need to worry that Xia Youjie and Yi Guyou, who were born in a non-magic family, don't know too much.

Propaganda posters after the Power War were posted everywhere, in order to let the people whose national self-confidence was broken by the war find spiritual sustenance.

But, Gojo Satoru, it is basically impossible for the Gojo family to instill the deeds of Fukuchi Sakurachi in their high-ranking god son, even if this person is a symbol of the country's soldiers.

As for other ways, maybe he might learn a little bit through the remake of Fukuji Sakurachi's movie, if he watched it at the rebellious age of eighteen or nineteen.

Oh, no, if you want to talk about the rebellious period, it hasn't passed yet.

Gojo Satoru was vigilant: "Say it quickly, otherwise I strongly suspect that you are speaking ill of me in your heart."

Feng Xinzhi glanced at his messy white hair, and there was no sign of guilt on his face.

"Fudi Sakura Chi."

Hearing this, Yi Gu Youtai let out a small exclamation, with a hint of incredulity in his slightly widened eyes, he immediately looked at Feng Xinzhi as if to confirm whether it was true.

Xia Youjie was also taken aback for a moment, really surprised.

It's not a worship mentality, it's just that Fudi Yingchi's name is too big. If you catch anyone on the street, as long as you don't live in an isolated place, you can tell a lot of familiar stories about this person.

"...I said, since you know this is common sense, don't look at me with that 'No way, how could there be people who don't know' look."

Gojo Satoru, who was watched by the three people in unison, picked a soft persimmon and pointed at it indiscriminately: "Too rude, Yuta."

Yi Guyouta withdrew his eyes of "worried that Wutiao teacher doesn't know and is ready to popularize science at any time", and bowed his head a little ashamedly like a good student who was caught by the teacher for doing something wrong.

Gojo Satoru, who thinks soft persimmons are super easy to pinch and plans to tease him a few times, is so petty that even Xia Youjie, who defected, feels a little sympathetic to Yi Guyouta, an honest boy.

Ah, no, no matter how you think about it, the super-cursed wraith "Qi Benlixiang" is more fragrant, although it is not used now.

When the ghosts walked in the night before, the tauren warrior who robbed the wife was knocked down by the infinite space before he went online, which made the pure love group still kiss me and I have not separated.

With the improvement of Yigu Youtai's strength, the power of "Qimoto Lixiang" has become stronger and stronger.

Xia Youjie, who possesses "Spirit Manipulation", is really greedy.

"Qimoto Lixiang" has the ability to copy unconditional spells and infinite spell power, plus his extremely powerful "Whirlpool" can extract spells aimed at spell spirits above the first level.

The combination of the two is not insignificant.

Also, if the words of the underworld can really manipulate monsters and curses, it is equivalent to the "Magic Box" that can undo the curse.

These forces add up...

"Jie, it's wrong to be greedy for other people's wives."

Wujo Wu, who noticed that Xia Youjie's expression was wrong, sat up straight, and solemnly persuaded his best friend who was full of tauren thoughts.

Xia Youjie: ...

Xia Youjie gave him a cold look, wanting to smash this guy whose brain is full of sugar.

All day long, my brain is stuffed with something.

Wujo Wutiao, who was questioned and despised, curled his lips, and when he was about to expose Xia Youjie's preparations for robbing Lixiang during the Hyakki Night Walk, Yi Guyou opened his mouth too much.

"Lixiang didn't break the spell, and her soul didn't become a Buddha."

Speaking of this, Otoko Yuta's expression was a little gloomy, thinking that he was the one who caused Lixiang to become like this.

"It's just that my technique is called "Lixiang", and I really don't want to be separated from Lixiang. Just imagining a world without Lixiang, I feel that even if I live, I will go crazy. "

"It's really too bad for me to think so."

Yi Guyou became sad, and his brows were stained with gloom and depression.

Hearing this declaration of pure love, Xia Youjie could only feel the steaming dog food being slapped on his face indiscriminately, and his expression became slightly distorted. people.

Holding down Xia Youjie, whose face was covered with dog food and furious, Gojo Wu started the life mentor mode of misleading children (crossed out), and indulged Yi Gu Youta's choice.

Anyway, the spell society no longer exists, and the so-called death penalty on Youta is naturally gone, liking super magic spirits is just a student's personal hobby, and being a teacher can't kill the student's nature no matter what.

Gojo Satoru vigorously rubbed the small ball head under his hands, successfully blowing Xia Youjie's hair, and his crow feather-colored black hair was messed up.

Xia Youjie, who wanted to persuade himself that he could not tickle a cat after being scratched by a cat, made several crosses on his forehead, and Zashiki's cute face twisted ferociously.

Fuck his peace of mind, I just want to beat the cat!

It's a pity that the 1.9-meter big white cat not only has an advantage in size, but also uses an unlimited technique to block all attacks, and even puts on a rather shameless mocking face.

"If you can't hit it, you can't hit it~"

When Xia Youjie couldn't bear it anymore, the wind chimes on the door rang softly.

Feng Xinzhi, who sensed the aura of the familiar person, was slightly taken aback, then immediately reacted, he stood up to greet the person who came outside the door.

Osamu Dazai, who had changed into a black suit, did not wear the iconic red scarf of the leader of Mafia at the port, and the hem of the windbreaker outside was blown up slightly by the wind.

He beckoned, with a soft smile on his face.

"Hi, Chi-kun~"

The matter is probably settled, and after meeting with Fukuchi Sakurachi for a while, it is natural to drop by to see Zhikun together.

Knowing what he meant, Feng Xinzhi tilted her head, and a faint smile appeared in her kite-colored eyes.

"That was really hard work."

"Yeah yeah, super tired~"

On the side, Fukuji Sakurachi who came with Osamu Dazai didn't know how to look at these two guys who had completely ignored him.

Tsk, at least it's the leader of Mafia at the port, hold up your aura, how can you be so soft when facing Feng Xinzhi, and other times he is so cold and cruel.

"Zhi looks like that person, is that Zhi's elder brother?"

Otoko Yuta, who saw the movement at the door, was a little puzzled, and looked at Gojo Satoru.

Like seeing a big white cat invade its territory, the mood of the big white cat is not beautiful in an instant, and the tone of disgust is subtly full of lemon flavor.

"Ah? That guy? Voyeurism, stalker, idiot, Du Wei, shameless... In short, it's okay to be a pervert."

Oh, damn it, he also wants to masturbate cats, especially cats from other people's homes.