It's a power, not a spell

This year's first grade, after Yi Gu Youtai entered the school, has become the class with the largest number of students in decades, with a total of five students.

July passed, and the manicured curse spirit of the year finally showed signs of fatigue.Gojo Satoru finally has the appearance that a first-grade homeroom teacher should have, which is manifested in...

He came to watch Zhongyuan Zhong and taught other students more time.

If that's all, that's okay, the problem is that when this guy comes, it's like going out for an outing, and he brings different snacks every time.Mostly desserts.

"Ah, Chuya has worked hard, come and have a bite of the wagashi that is limited to X House today?" Occasionally, I will greet Zhongya Nakahara to share like this.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

"Since you're so free, why don't you come and practice with me?" The other party's promised training in the first half of the year has been dragged on with the excuse of 'too busy and exhausted', and it hasn't been fulfilled until now.

I thought Gojo Satoru would also slip away with a haha ​​this time, but I didn't expect that after swallowing the wagashi in his mouth, he nodded very simply, "Okay."

Although somewhat unexpected, this is just right.Central Plains also stopped the two-pair practice of four students.

"That..." Yi Gu Youtai scratched his head, hesitatingly said, "Does Zhong also want to compete with Teacher Wutiao...?" He used the word 'competition' after deliberation.

Although in these months of training, he has deeply realized the strength of Nakahara Chuya, but Gojo Satoru is the "strongest" after all. learn.So there is some concern.

Zenyuan Maki thought the same way at the time, and she could see what he was worried about at a glance, and replied indifferently: "Look carefully, this is a rare opportunity to see that stupid teacher suffer."

Bone Jew: "Huh?"

While talking, they found a place to sit down, and Nakahara Chuya and I also stood on both sides of the center of the venue.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his wrist, and the crisp sound of bones rubbing came to his ears. He stared at the young man who was standing casually but saw no flaws, and his thoughts drifted away for a while.

The last time I fought with this guy was in April. That time because of Gojo Satoru's whim, he died halfway, and he didn't have a good fight. Then he wanted to make an appointment. Either Gojo Satoru didn't have time, or he had a task, or it was too late .

Unknowingly, it dragged on for three months.During this period of time, there were too many chores, and Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little insensitive to the passage of time.

But after realizing it at this moment, the warlike heart can no longer be calmed down easily.

This time, I have to have a good time!

The muscles on Gojo Satoru's face were relaxed, and there was no sign of a serious attitude. Nakahara Nakata stared at him for a while, and suddenly shot without warning.

Even if he hit the moment when the opponent was slightly distracted, the sharp attack was still blocked. Gojo Satoru took advantage of the situation to grab his wrist with a backhand, but turned back halfway, and raised his arm to block the heavy blow from the side.

In a very short period of time, the two had already used several moves in succession. Gojo Satoru seemed to be familiar with his fighting style. No matter how realistic the bait was, he could see through it, and then responded quickly.

Nakahara Chu also raised his eyebrows, and for a moment he thought he was dreaming back to the port mafia, when he and Osamu Dazai were partners, but Dazai's skills were not so good.

Still, a fleeting association is disgusting enough.Nakahara stopped and temporarily distanced himself from Gojo Satoru.

The white-haired young man was still maintaining a defensive posture, and he took a step slower. He stood straight and looked at the young man with an inexplicable expression not far away, with a smug smile on his lips.

"How about it, do you feel surprised? In order not to get hit and get beaten too badly, I worked very hard."

Zhong Yuanzhong also told the truth: "It feels a little disgusting."

"...Eh?" Gojo Gojo's smug smile suddenly froze, "Eh?!! Why?!"

Thinking of mackerel makes my brain go dirty.

Gojo Satoru over there had his hair drooped because of the blow, and his eyes were covered by an eyepatch, so Nakahara couldn't see his eyes, but he still felt a little guilty.

"Well...it's not your reason."

"What's the reason for that?"

"Suddenly remembered something from the past."

Gojo Satoru wanted to continue asking, but Nakahara Chuya cut him off with a punch to the face.The two fought together again. At first, he wanted to find a chance to ask, but in the end, the fight became more and more serious, and he just forgot it.

In the end, Zhongya Zhongye kicked his center of gravity.

Gojo Gojo lay face down on the ground, and Nakahara was holding his wrist, and sat on his lower back. At this point, the outcome of the duel had been decided, Gojo Goto was discouraged, and his face lay on the ground and did not move.

Zhong Yuanzhong also got up from him, this guy still remained motionless and pretended to be dead, like a salted fish who had lost his dream.

The four students came over, they ignored Gojo Satoru who was spread out in a row on the ground, and surrounded Nakahara Nakaya.

Yi Guyoutai sighed sincerely: "It's really amazing!"

Panda and You Rongyan: "Right! I said don't worry, Zhongye can definitely beat the idiot teacher to the ground."

Zenyuan Maki: "You did it beautifully."

Dog Curlythorn: "Salmon."

Nakahara returned a smile, and when he looked down at Gojo Satoru, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

After a while, this guy stained his hand with the blood from the corner of his mouth, and wrote a few words in blood on the ground.

... If it wasn't for the lack of blood, the whole scene seemed a bit nondescript, but just looking at Gojo Satoru's own acting skills, it would indeed feel like a murder scene.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The other four: ...

Panda: "...the weather is nice today."

Nakahara Chuya: "Training here first, then free activities."

Chanyuan Maki: "Then I'll go back to the dormitory and take a shower."

Dog Curly Thorn: "Kelp."

Yi Gu Youtai looked at Wujo Wujo on the ground, hesitated, "Then I too... go back to the dormitory."

Wujo Wu who worked so hard to make a concave shape:...

"It's not cute."

"Who do you think is responsible for this?"

He got up from the ground, only to realize that the clothes in front of him were still spotless, presumably due to the no-lower-limit technique, but the previous fist was indeed hit.

Could it be that Wujo Satoru devoted all his energy to maintaining his image with no lower limit when he was practicing against him?

No, if he did this, this guy would have been beaten up by him long ago.He can still tell if the opponent is distracted or not.

After thinking about it, Nakahara put his hands in his pockets, his weight fell on his right foot, and his left leg slipped under Gojo Wu's feet unexpectedly.

Tall and prone to instability, Gojo Satoru was tripped by him and staggered, but he managed to avoid falling.He looked back in a daze, and there were bloodstains on his face that had already dried up.

"?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also retracted his legs and couldn't help laughing, "It's nothing."