Goujuan always refuses to confess

"To defeat the magician, there must be two prerequisites."

"One, make Gojo Satoru unable to participate in the battle."

"Second, let the two-faced Su Nuo become a companion."

"Well... Actually, there are three more. You can try to get in touch with Tokuji Sora, a second-year magician."

"His position is not so firm... Ah, by the way, remember not to think wildly when you meet him. It would be bad to let that brat's ability listen to our plan."

In the afternoon of the same day, the Conjuration High School received the "express delivery" from Yokohama, and Gou Juanji went to the gate guard at the school gate to sign for the hill-like rice balls of various flavors.

The light flaxen-haired spellcaster had a helpless face. He felt the buyer's enthusiasm for returning, which was messed up and had no place to rest, but it was too much!

It's a bit... a bit like when he and Shizhi first met, the silver-haired boy was acting like this.

When the believers who drove to the destination saw the target person, they personally handed over the food stuffed in the incubator to Goujuan respectfully, and Goujuan took half a step back in fright.

Dog roll: "Dried bonito..."

How that believer treats Shizhi is how he treats Gouju now.

However, the believers didn't stay at the gate of Mangao for too long, and prepared to leave after delivering the things.

Goumaki grabbed the man and asked a question before leaving, but the believer just shook his head at him, saying that he couldn't figure out Toka's thoughts, and didn't know what his god was going to do in Yokohama.

"...Salmon." Goujuan let go of the person, and then he stood at the door for a while, and after about four or five minutes, he started walking again, dragging a few bags of rice balls into the school.

As for Mr. Jugao and students stuffed with rice balls to eat when they are surrounded by dogs, that's another story.

Then Shizhikong didn't return all night.

Goujuan had a bad premonition when he didn't see anyone in Principal Noctua Moth's class in the afternoon. After dinner, he followed Maki and Panda for a few laps. Even after the extra training at night, he still didn't see Ten Zhikong went back to school.

There was a reply when I sent a message, but the arc of Shi Zhi's reply was very long, that is, I took a few photos of the meal at the eating point, mainly sweets, and then there was a long arc.

Gou Juan's face hardened.

Although Goumaki has a lackluster expression on weekdays, Zenin Maki can tell from his slightly arched eyebrows and the corners of his eyes that he is in a bad mood.

After extra training was over and the lights in the gymnasium were turned off, the three second-year students walked out together.

Pang Da: "Hey, three people practice and always feel that there is a shortage of people. You said that Yi Gu went abroad and forget it. How can you connect—oh! Maki, why are you beating me!"

The ponytailed girl who swung the panda with her weapon pushed her glasses indifferently. She felt that Pang Da's emotional intelligence had changed from last week's, and she stepped on thunder again and again.

——Ji was depressed because he couldn't see Shizhi, and Pang Da kept mentioning Shizhi's name.

Chanyuan Maki quietly glanced at the spellcaster at the side, the boy with light flaxen hair was distracted, he probably didn't hear Pang Da's complaints, maybe it's all right... right?

After the training is over, it is time to wash up, take a break and prepare to go back to sleep. Girls and boys live on different floors of the dormitory. There are only so few students in the high school of conjuration, and there is only one dormitory building.

As soon as the three of them reached the stairway, the elusive Wutiao teacher appeared in front of them, and the teacher who had rarely seen anyone recently greeted them.

"Oh, that's right, the brat Konga won't come back today, so you don't have to wait."

The teacher came and went quickly. After being stuffed with several rice balls by Gou Juan, he walked down the stairs within a few seconds. He could be heard "loudly" when he was far away, saying that young children do not respect the old now. Alright, if he didn't report the mission without mentioning it, if he hadn't just received the notification...

Anyway, the words were for Gou Juan, and the words that came out of Wutiao Wu's mouth reassured the spellcaster a lot.

—— Sora didn't have time to reply because he received the task temporarily.

——Is the spell spirit encountered difficult?

——Probably not, is there too many?Sora's strength is very strong...

After thinking about something in his head, Goujuan found himself standing at the door of Shizhi's room when he came back to his senses, and the key of his own room in his hand was poking at the door lock of Shizhi's room for a long time, no wonder Can't open it.

The corridor was dark, and the moonlight was covered by clouds today, so it was not very clear.

Gou Juan turned his head slightly, the door of Pang Da's room on the other side was closed, only he was still standing in the corridor in a daze.

The spellcaster pursed his lips, but his emotions were still not very high.

Although Teacher Wutiao explained Shizhi's whereabouts, the last message on his mobile phone was sent at mealtime. Indeed, today's Shizhikong is much better than the afternoon when he lost contact, but——

—But he was still uneasy.

After regaining his senses, Goujuan moved a few steps to the side, opened the door of his room with a key, and threw himself in.

Mangao's dormitory is not big, but it has all the internal organs, everything he should have. There is even a small refrigerator in his room, which is filled with... rice balls when he opens it.

Oh, he still has a lot of food to stuff in his hand now.

Although he likes rice balls, it is far from the point where rice balls are his staple food.

——Next time, I will tell Kong to buy less things... I have to say it if it doesn't work.

Gou Juan stared at the small refrigerator for a long time, studying how much stuff could be stuffed in the remaining seam, after a while, he gave up and slammed the door of the refrigerator.

The spellcaster stood there thinking for a while, and began to rummage through the room. After searching through the drawers in the wardrobe and bedside table, he found a key in the corner of the drawer—the keys to the ten empty rooms next door.

Goujuan doesn't remember when he received this key. It seems that just a few weeks after Shizhi entered school, the other party broke into his life grandiosely, which made him change a lot of living habits.

The key was probably stuffed in at that time.

He shook his head, took the set of spare keys and went out of the room again to open the door next door. After opening the door, there was the same layout inside the door.

Compared with his room, Shizhi's room is much less human.

There is no personalized decoration, the bare room does not even have interesting reading materials on the shelves, and there are no posters on the wall that people of the same age would put up. Instead, there are a few... publicity pictures of the shrine?

Anyway, if it weren't for the small blue quilt cover they bought together when they went out together on the bed, this place would really be like a place for ascetic monks.

It's not completely impersonal, and the most out of place is the small refrigerator of the same style as the dog roll room.

The small refrigerator in Shizhi's room was used to stuff desserts, but he emptied the desserts every day, and it was empty at the moment.

The dog roll stuffed all the rice balls in without any trace, no more, no less, just enough to fill up the small refrigerator.

—The next thing he wants to do is...

The spellcaster stood there thinking for a while, then took off his coat, lifted the blue quilt and got in directly.

——Today I won’t come back when I’m free, and I’ll sleep wherever I sleep.

——Speaking of which, is the door of his own room locked?Forget it... No one came from their dormitory building...

——I’ll see Sora tomorrow.

A night without dreams.

When Shi Zhi returned to school the next day, the sun was already high.

He was yawning sleepily outside the school gate. The believer who followed him yesterday went back to work in the port of Mafia today. Today he randomly ordered an ordinary believer who took a break. When the man heard the call, he didn't eat breakfast and stepped on the gas pedal. Came to pick him up in the car.

Well, he was quite tired last night and ran to several places.

First, I met a strange spell spirit in the afternoon. There are very few special-grade spell spirits, and the unregistered special-grade spell spirits that are alive and kicking like that are even rarer.

——The curse spirit with silver-gray hair and stitch marks on his face.

It wasn't any of the super magic spirits that the school teacher had said, and there was no battle between them, so they couldn't judge each other's strength.

After dinner and in the middle of the night, he was caught by the headmaster, who made him run all over the area around Yokohama and on the way back to Tokyo with big and small curses.

——Isn't it just skipping the principal's class, as for?

After blowing the cold wind at the school gate for a long time to eliminate the breath brought by him all night, Shizhi found out after entering the school that there were still guests at the school today.

The old man leaning on crutches was old, and the blue-haired girl who accompanied him noticed Shizhi, and she nodded at Shizhi as a greeting.

She nodded, and the old man also turned his head towards Shi Zhi's position, narrowing his eyes to look at him.

"Oh? It's you."

"Leyan Temple...principal."

Shizhi paused for a moment, but still added the honorific title.

But neither Shizhi nor the old man had any intention of chatting, and the silence lasted for about a minute. After the blue-haired girl asked where the teaching building and the reception room were going, they moved on.

Shizhi watched the old man and the girl go away, and after they entered the teaching building, he frowned and muttered softly, "Old fox."

Shizhi doesn't like old people.

The seeds of this had been planted when he was pushed into that lonely place in the shrine by the old people in the village when he was a child, watered and grown by years of solitude, and continued to take root and sprout at the beginning of this year, blooming the flower of evil.

——Old Bones should have gone underground earlier.

Shizhi narrowed his golden eyes in displeasure.

He was [-]% sure that the thoughts that the old man was thinking just now were deliberately let him hear.

Saying "Old Bastard" again, Juzhi identified the familiar voice and adjusted his direction.

Shizhi intends to find Goujuan, and also goes to get out of class by the way.

But what Shizhi didn't expect was that he just walked a certain distance forward, and an accident fell from the sky.

The first-year student landed in front of him at a galloping speed, obviously a few seconds ago his voice was still so far away from him.

The embarrassed black-haired boy was smashed into the building next to him, and the pain woke up from his back. Fu Heihui struggled to support himself, and then he met a pair of golden eyes head-on.

The golden peach blossom eyes slightly bent, scanning Fu Heihui from head to toe.

Shi Zhikong leaned forward, the silver braid slipped from his neck, and asked "kindly", "Student Fuhei, do you need help?"