Special A-level danger warning

Hearing these words, Noctua Masamune didn't say anything, but looked at Gojo Satoru calmly, and found that this guy wasn't serious at all.

That is to say, but can you expect high-level executives to restrain themselves because of these?

Noctua Masamichi expressed his meaning with his eyes, but Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to these miscellaneous things at all.

How to put it, anyway, he felt that it would not be impossible to reset the magic world by using this.

The old guys who are clamoring to judge sinners all day long say that their obstinacy is just a glorification, or that they will panic and have to bow their heads only when the power in their hands passes away.

That's really meaningless.

It's a little bit more exciting to just overthrow this group of wrinkled old people directly, isn't it?

"... Hurry up and put down your gloating face, even if you want to overthrow the high-level people, there is no need to be so excited."

Noctua Zhengdao, who had no choice but to take Wujo Wu, took a deep breath secretly, decided not to be as knowledgeable as a primary school student, and turned his face away not to see Wujo Wu's expression that deserved a beating.

If it wasn't for the student he personally taught many years ago, he would have to ask the other party's teacher how to teach such a shameless guy.

Gojo Satoru's voice was a little fluttering, and with an innocent smile on his face, he spoke extremely nasty words in a subtle and cute tone.

"Well~ If there is another trick, kill them all~"

Seemingly in a good mood, he tilted his head and repeated it seriously, emphasizing a certain word: "Really kill them all~"

As soon as the murderous words fell, Gojo Satoru suddenly turned into a Q version and ran towards the first graders as if he had discovered something.

Seeing Ye Mo Zhengdao's face stiffened, he didn't want to admit that he was once the head teacher of this shameless guy.

If it weren't for Gojo Satoru being the strongest, I don't know how many people would want to trap him in a sack.

He looked at an unscrupulous teacher who forced himself into the first grade by taking advantage of his height, and he had to admit that the students in this year had a good temper. Facing such a shameless teacher who was used to playing tricks on others, he had never had the urge to kill a teacher. idea.

Forget it, at least they are untouchable as students, Satoru probably has the right idea.

Apart from having a very bad personality, this guy has nothing else to criticize.

First grade over there.

"I always feel so shameless..."

It's too arrogant to hug left and right.

The panda who was used as a cushion was not calm at all. He looked at Gojo Satoru who had justly and confidently embraced Youta and Ji, and felt that the other party was shaking and shaking off all the remaining morals on his body.

Is this the world of the strong?

A trace of cold sweat slid down the panda's head, and he was so shocked by Lixiang's resentment that he couldn't move. He looked at Feng Xinzhi, who had nothing to do with him, for help, hoping that the other party could find a way to save him from the flames.

Feng Xinzhi, who received the help-seeking eyes, looked away, showing a guilty expression of helplessness, and chose to be wise and protect himself.

If he wanted to stop Wujo Wu's bad behavior, he might not want to involve himself in it, and he could refuse such a thing.

"...you have changed, childish!"

The panda was heartbroken, opened its small round eyes wide, and was complaining about Feng Xinzhi's change, and that he had no companion love at all.

Feng Xinzhi who was condemned lightly smiled and sighed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the panda's fluffy fur, and pulled him out from behind Gojo Wu.

"There seems to be a lack of manpower over there, so the panda and I went to help first."

Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes at this obvious excuse, but as if thinking of something, he waved his hands generously and let the two leave.

The panda, who got rid of the fate of the cushion, immediately grabbed Feng Xinzhi and fled away, and took a deep look at Yi Gu Youtai and Gou Juji, who were left where they were, and quickly took out his mobile phone to take a photo to express his sympathy.

It's so pitiful, Youtai and Ji, don't worry, I'm free, and you can also gain spiritual freedom.

Thinking like this, the panda disappeared from Gojo Wu's vision without slowing down, for fear that if he slowed down, the panda's fur would be plucked.

Feng Xinzhi blinked, waved his hand to indicate that he was helpless, and followed the panda out of their sight.

Yi Gu You Tai and Gou Juan Ji, who were abandoned by their companions inexplicably: ...?

Bastard, is companion love so worthless? They don't want to bear the huge mental damage of Teacher Wutiao!

"teacher!"

Yi Gu Youta suddenly raised his voice, causing Gojo Satoru to look at him a little bit.

"I remembered! Miguel, the curse master who survived the fight with Gojo-sensei seems to have something to say, I'll help the teacher listen!"

In order to escape from the clutches of the unscrupulous teacher, Yi Gu Youtai, who made up random excuses, tried his best to fight for the chance to leave for himself.

Yigu Youtai's words reminded Wujo Wutiao of the curse master who had been under him for a long time. Although he was fighting him with an extremely rare spell that could disrupt the spell, it was indeed worthwhile. place.

He nodded, indicating that Yi Gu Youtai could go.

In the end there is only one person left to bear all the dog curls:  …

Muhuayu!Muhuayu!I heard that there is no wood flower fish!

……

During the peak hours of work in the morning, the conjurers had basically evacuated, and the members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division who came to hand over temporarily blocked a part of the area because of the poisonous gas leak.

"After all, it is Shinjuku. It is impossible to block all the business districts in the center of the incident."

Feng Xinzhi changed his clothes, put the clothes from Shibusawa Tatsuhiko into the storage bag, and looked at the blockade area not far away that was pulled away by the armed forces, his voice was flat and calm.

Gojo Satoru, who was not listening to him at all, raised the dessert in his hand, showing a malicious and cute expression of "it's so delicious ~ don't you really want to try it?"

He also changed out of the slightly old-fashioned black clothes of the High School of Conjuration. He was wearing a white shirt and round sunglasses with that pretty childlike face. For a while, it was really hard to estimate his real age.

Those eyes that seemed to be hidden in the starry sky and the ocean shone brightly, and there was an amazing smile on his impeccably exquisite face, and his tone was unexpectedly cute.

"Zhizhi didn't seem to have eaten breakfast, this dessert shop is quite good, why don't you try it."

Taking a look at the exquisite and lovely appearance of the dessert, Feng Xinzhi slightly raised his brows, not thinking that Gojo Satoru was so kind.

The sugar content is probably boring.

"Sweets nourish the brain."

After a fight, Gojo Satoru, who naturally wanted to refresh his brain, sat in the dessert shop, took a critical look at the signature desserts, ordered all of them with a wave of his hand, and insisted on adding more sugar despite the clerk's dissuasion.

Feng Xinzhi, who has always had a bland taste, is not unfit to eat, but after eating a small portion, no matter how much Wujo Satoru persuades him, he will not eat a second portion.

This kind of sweetness, even Mr. Ranpo, who likes desserts, would not like it. Has Gojo Satoru's sense of taste failed?

Regardless of whether it failed or not, Gojo Satoru, who had wasted more than half an hour in the dessert shop, did not give up eating, and settled the sweets for several people under Feng Xinzhi's calm and plain eyes.

"I'm done eating, so now we can go to Yokohama."

Gojo Satoru, who also packed a few desserts by the way, was satisfied, without realizing that he was delaying the progress of going to Yokohama.

Feng Xinzhi turned his face slightly and glanced at him, his eyes were calm.

"Why do you have to go today?"

Compared with Tokyo, Yokohama is not a good place, and there is only one reason why Gojo Satoru followed him to Yokohama persistently.

Xia Youjie who was transferred from Shinjuku to Yokohama by Gojo Satoru.

"Wow, today is Jay's death day, I must go and see him~"

Gojo Satoru, who suddenly laughed, grabbed Feng Xinzhi and pointed to the flower shop not far away, with a subtle excitement and eagerness in his tone.

"White chrysanthemums are needed for the anniversary of death?"

It sounds reasonable, but where do ordinary flower shops sell white chrysanthemums for worship?

Besides, Xia Youjie, who is currently lying in the hospital under Mafia at the port, would definitely not be happy to receive such a gift celebrating his death.

Once again, Feng Xinzhi, who was pulled into the flower shop by Gojo Satoru who refused to listen to his advice, watched him blankly as he asked the clerk to buy white chrysanthemums, and he really got a positive reply.

"Well, let's have some white flowers of all kinds."

Wutiao Wu's request really made Feng Xinzhi look away and didn't want to talk. Although this was indeed something he would do, it was too unfriendly to Xia Youjie.

So when this unreliable guy stuffed a large bouquet of white flowers into his hands, Feng Xinzhi refused in his heart.

It's not that he cares about the constant gazes of passers-by, it's that holding white flowers of different varieties makes him feel very inappropriate.

If Xia Youjie was still conscious, he would definitely refuse... definitely.

Gojo Satoru, who was in a very happy mood, didn't care about this at all, it would be better to say that he has always been so arbitrary.

The head of the Wutiao family, one of the three royal families, naturally has the capital to act rashly.

Jie would not refuse a mere white flower.

At most, he would take the flower and throw it at him, but Jie who fell into a deep sleep would not do so, so he accepted it as Jie and acquiesced!

Gojo Satoru, who was confident in thinking like this, gave Feng Xinzhi the bouquet of white flowers in his hand, and ran decisively to the dessert cabinet selling donuts, standing at the window of others and watching the making process.

Hyacinth holding two bouquets of white flowers: ...

I always feel that staying with Wujo Satoru is either being cheated or on the way to being cheated.

He found a bench and put the bouquet down, sat on the other side, closed his eyes gently, and waited quietly for Gojo Satoru.

"Is there no one sitting here?"

A slightly low voice entered Feng Xinzhi's ears, causing him to open his eyes and look at someone who was already standing within two meters of him.

Tiao Ye Caiju, who was dressed in a military uniform, showed a habitual smile, squinted his eyes and raised them slightly, as if showing a small smile, the tail of his white hair was dyed a touch of bright red, and the military uniform complemented his figure Slender, the saber on the waist also presents a different kind of beauty.

He repeated what he had just said.

"There is no one sitting here, Feng Xinjun."

The address seemed to be crushed between the lips and teeth, making people unable to help but wonder if he did it on purpose, and there was an indelible deep meaning on the delicate face.

Feng Xinzhi, who was facing the wild chrysanthemums, tilted his head, he didn't deliberately let go of his mind, but restrained some thoughts in his heart.

Do the military and police want to test him now?

Although it was expected, it was a little too early.