It's a power, not a spell

The "curtain" covering the entire school quietly disappeared, and with the bright sunlight falling, there was also a certain white-haired teacher.

He smiled and clapped his hands, and said in a complimenting tone: "Not bad, you're qualified~"

Even if they know the spell that can resist the curse spirit with pain, it is not something that anyone can do to simply ruthlessly attack themselves.There is also the calm attitude of not being afraid or retreating at the critical moment of life and death, as well as the trust in his companions.

Although Chanyuan Maki got the trick at the beginning, her mentality was not affected. Goujuanji also showed the quality that a conjurer should have. The two of them undoubtedly have the ability to be independent.

As for pandas.

Wujo Wujo tilted his head to look at him, "Well, let's do this first."

Panda: "Eh?!!"

-

After the two wounded were bandaged briefly, they were taken back to the high school by the still alive and kicking pandas, where they were treated with nitrous oxide.Nakahara Chuya will go to the coffee shop to attend the appointment.

As soon as he left the school gate, Nakahara Nakaya stopped and turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru who was following him.

"Follow me what to do?"

"Well... After all, I'm a nice guy who cares about students." Gojo Satoru stepped closer to him, "Of course it's my duty to understand the students' communication situation."

"I've never heard of a teacher having such a duty." After four years of peaceful schooling, Zhongya Zhongya still knows things about the campus very well.

Besides, even if he didn't understand, with Gojo Satoru's past style, he couldn't believe this guy's nonsense.

"This is for Mr. Wutiao!"

"……what."

Stared at by the boy's blade-like gaze, Gojo Satoru suppressed his smile and changed his approach.He bit his lower lip lightly, showing a pitiful look, and then said in a soft voice, "It's actually because of that..."

"The one just now is Chuya's friend, right? As another friend of Chuya's, it's normal to want to know what kind of person he is~"

He is obviously a 27-year-old adult, but he is even more proficient in acting like a baby than a child.

"no need."

"Eh?" The unexpected answer made him feel beyond control. Gojo Satoru looked deeply at Chuya Nakahara, and was about to speak.

"He's not my friend, and you don't need to know him."

Nakahara also said that there was an almost indifferent calm between his brows and eyes, "I'm just going to get my things back."

Gojo Satoru's mood rose a few percentage points because of this, and he smiled: "Then you have to go back to school before six o'clock in the evening. You haven't forgotten what day it is, have you?"

"I see." Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, thinking of being written and drawn by this guy again, he felt... "Troublesome."

"Hey, hey~ There's nothing I can do about it. Chuuya quickly learns how to control his power, so I can relax."

"……what."

Gojo Satoru disappeared in a blink of an eye, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at that side, and for a long while pulled the corners of his mouth without emotion, "Liar."

He might still believe in things like 'controlling power' when he didn't understand the magic world, but now he knows that it's just a boring lie.

The power in his body is indeed similar to the spell power, but they are different in essence, and Gao Zhuan can't teach him the so-called 'method' at all.

This kind of obvious thing, he already understood before school started.

So, why do you still stay in the college?

...Yeah, why?

Just like a bird in a cage flew to the sky for the first time, a frog from the bottom of a well came to the ground of Guangliao, he came into contact with another world that was contrary to peace, and he could never return to the ordinary daily life before.He misses every moment of walking on the edge of life and death, and longs for hearty battles.This is an instinct that has been engraved in his blood.

Besides, even if you throw away these things, you should keep them just for the sake of your own life.Without this seal in his body and the barrier of the high school, those curse spirits who don't know fear come to trouble him one after another, and he will collapse sooner or later.

Most importantly - he had no reason to leave.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyes and looked up, then raised his feet and walked forward.

The slender figure of the boy quickly disappeared around the corner.

Suddenly there was a chuckle in the silent air, the white-haired young man leaning against the wall on the roof not far away looked down, the smile deepened at the corner of his mouth, and the tall figure disappeared in an instant.

Some things are tacit, but there is no need to break them.

……

"Sorry, have you been waiting?"

The absent-minded Matsushita Haru froze for a moment, her eyes sparkled for a second, "No! Chuya, let's go!"

Haru Matsushita stood up and handed the already warm cup of coffee to Chuya Nakahara. The latter hesitated for a moment, and finally took it under his expectant eyes.

"……Thanks."

Just like in the previous three years, Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked side by side with him on the street, but neither of them spoke, they both knew each other well, after today, the two of them would be complete strangers.

"...Thank you, Chuya." In the end, it was Haru Matsushita who spoke first, and said something that made Nakahara Chuya puzzled.

"Thanks for what?"

"Since the fifth grade of elementary school, Meishan and the others have been troubling me. When I learned that I and they were going to study in the same middle school, I was really desperate. I even thought about dropping out of school, but my mother would definitely not agree. of……"

As he spoke softly, Zhong Yuanzhong also gradually remembered this matter.

That happened not long after he entered Qingteng Middle School.At that time, he and Matsushita Haru had just become tablemates.Then I witnessed the scene where the bad boy group bullied the students and then left.

"On the third day after school started, they stopped me after school as expected. Although I had expected it, I still felt scared when it actually happened. But just when I thought I could only get rid of it after I was admitted to university, When I kept reassuring myself to be patient, Mei Shan came to me with a bruised nose and a swollen face to apologize."

Speaking of this, Matsushita Haru recalled Miyama Taiichi's face at that time, and couldn't help laughing, "It was really badly beaten, and then kept saying things like 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't dare again'. Just It's like dreaming."

"Actually, I already guessed that Chuya did it, but I haven't found a chance to thank you. If I don't say it now, I really don't have a chance, right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave a low 'hmm', "It's just a matter of raising your hands."

"But it's a big deal for me. It really saved me from the darkness where I couldn't see the light at a glance." Haru Matsushita made a 'big' gesture with both hands, his eyebrows and eyes curved, "Zhong It's really super~ Okay, he is very handsome, gentle and honest, he is very serious in everything he does, and he is also very powerful in everything he does, he is my suer idol!"

Zhong Yuan's ears were burning slightly, "Well, that's it..."

Haru Matsushita clenched his fists, "I will work hard, with Chuya as my goal, I want to be the same person as Chuya!"

"No, this is a bit..." Is it too exaggerated?

Before he finished speaking, Matsushita Haru excitedly walked to the front and turned to face him, holding one of Nakahara Chuya's hands in both hands, clenched it tightly in front of his chest, his eyes were moist, "I will, I will never forget Chuya!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He was a little confused, but he was considerate and didn't say anything to hurt the boy, just nodded, "Come on."

However, Matsushita Haru seemed to have heard some golden rules, his eyes were ignited, and he responded with high spirits: "Yes!"

Matsushita Haru's home is not far away, even if he slowed down, he finally arrived. Ai Ai stood in front of the door when he was a teenager, and asked Nakahara Chuya, "Do you want to come in and take a rest?"

"No, there are still people waiting for me to go back." Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his head, not wanting to give him too much hope.

"Oh...then I'll get my schoolbag."

The young man entered the house dejectedly, and came out quickly, with an extra schoolbag in his hand, he handed it out hesitantly.

"Zhongye..."

The ochre-haired boy was carrying his schoolbag in one hand. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at him, with a coldness in his eyes that he had never seen before. Matsushita Haru was stunned, and then he heard the boy's clear voice, and he said: "I'm leaving ,Take care of yourself."

You shouldn't say goodbye, you don't have to.

-

The High Commissioner's Office was located on a mountain in the suburbs, and it was impossible to take fast transportation to get there, so Zhongyuan Zhong also walked back step by step with the schoolbag he had just brought back.

By the time I arrived at school, the sky had already been stained with orange rouge.

He went straight to the dormitory, and when he opened the door, he unexpectedly saw Gojo Satoru lying on his bed, with his shoes neatly placed underneath.

The white-haired youth didn't take off his blindfold, but his breathing was steady and his muscles relaxed, making it difficult to judge whether he was asleep.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, he didn't think this guy could sleep soundly when he was so close, he raised his hand holding the schoolbag, and the schoolbag containing the thick exercise book crossed the standard parabola and hit on the bed.

Gojo Satoru's no-lower-limit spell can be automatically triggered while he is sleeping, not to mention he is still awake.

As a result, the schoolbag silently stopped just a short distance from the young man's abdomen, and was picked up by the raised hand of the white-haired young man.He sat up and turned his face in the direction of Chuya Zhongyuan.

"Finally back. The teacher is waiting to fall asleep~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave a light 'hmm', closed the door and walked to the bed, crossed his hands and pinched the bottom edge of the knitted vest upwards, and took it off.Then one by one, he undid the buttons of his shirt.

Gojo Satoru changed to sitting cross-legged, looking up at him with his chin in his hands.Nakahara Chuya's figure is of course good. Although his face is cute now, he can also see his handsomeness in the future. Well, I'm afraid it's the kind that a lot of girls will have a crush on.

But it's too early to talk about love.Puppy love is forbidden.

Nakahara Nakahara, who was stripped from the upper body, sat on the edge of the bed, and the finger that was about to untie the choker touched the warm skin that did not belong to him.

His hand was stopped by Gojo Satoru, who took over the work with his fingers, touched the boy's delicate Adam's apple, and gently undid the metal buckle on the black belt, revealing the black runes covered underneath.

Already accustomed to the movement of him touching his neck, Zhong Yuanzhong was just happy to relax, put down his hands and let him go.

"I'm starting, don't move." Gojo Satoru bit his index finger, and only reminded him when the magic power fell on the back of the boy's neck.

The ocher-haired boy's body was very stable, but his breathing was messed up for a moment, and he didn't get the expected effect. Wujo Wu pursed his lips in boredom, and continued to write the incantation.

This is already the third time, practice makes perfect, Gojo Satoru can almost know which character is written on the body of Zhongyuan Zhongya with his eyes closed, so he doesn't need to concentrate as much as the first time.

"Is that guy today Chuya's middle school classmate?" He started talking.

"Ah."

"Should have a good relationship with Zhongye, right? It can be seen that he likes you very much."

"That's it."

"Then why didn't you contact him before meeting him? Your classmate left suddenly, aren't you worried?"

"...Are you free?"

"I'm very busy, busy maintaining the seal for Zhongye. Speaking of which, it seems that I should prepare some more blood-enriching ingredients..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"He doesn't have my contact information."

"That's right~ Then why didn't Zhong take the initiative to contact him?"

"Since you are not from the same world, there is no need for this, right?"

"Eh? Zhong Ye is so ruthless..."

"..." The ruthless Zhong Yuanzhong didn't want to speak.