Goujuan always refuses to confess

"let me go!"

"Don't let it go."

"let me go!"

"Don't let it go."

"Gojo Satoru, you bastard, let me go, I'm going to find Ji!"

"Hehe, did you dare to yell at your teacher? That's right, Sora, you brat, Yokohama, you have had a big change in temperament... Oh, that's not right, is it because of Thorn? Are you impatient now?"

The so-called authorities are obsessed with onlookers, Gojo Satoru quickly understood that his students were making trouble.

Here Gojo Satoru has to praise Shizhikong, the little ghost, for being amazing. He is a talent for making the usually peaceful and occasionally mischievous Goujuji lose his temper.

Shi Zhikong understood what Wujo Wu said was a compliment but actually a complaint, and immediately closed his palms together, grasping a pale golden sharp weapon that was still condensing, and was about to stab him.

The arrow tip was some distance away from Gojo Satoru.

But it is precisely this slight distance that the sharp weapon and the attacked are separated by a Milky Way.

Unless Wujou himself shuts down his heaven-defying ability, Shizhi will not be able to attack him.

Shizhi gritted his teeth and exerted a little force, but when he found that he couldn't go any further, he let go of his hand, and the dagger-like weapon dissipated into his palm like golden light.

The silver-haired boy stood a little further away from his teacher, but was still imprisoned by the latter's arms.

"Then please hurry up, Mr. Wutiao, I still have to find Ji."

"Hey, let's stop making trouble? Then it's easy to talk about it. I'll divide you two into a group in my class later."

Hearing this, Shi Zhi squinted at her peach blossom eyes and then at her teacher.

He and Goujuan had always been grouped together in class, so Gojo Satoru needed to divide them up.

The inconspicuous Mr. Kagao teased his own students, and he took Shizhi to the building where the principal of the sister school in Kyoto is located... In a room that is far away, it doesn't matter whether they are close or not , Gojo Satoru going back and forth like this gives people a tricky feeling.

Shizhi was sitting in the room drinking tea and eating the luxurious desserts from Mr. Wujo.

Compared with the voices of the old man at Leyan Temple and Mr. Wutiao digging pits and hiding each other, the voice of another woman has a very strong sense of presence.

From the moment Wujo Wu entered the door, her admiration for Wujo Wu has never stopped in her heart, and it is even more regrettable that she didn't have time to find Wujo Wu's signature just now, and she still wants to find a chance to take a photo together later, and then met at the school gate The silver-haired boy is quite handsome, do you want to ask the name... Oh, this is him.

Shizhi rubbed the tip of his itchy nose, feeling the urge to sneeze when someone talked about him from behind.

Accompanied by the girl's startled and nympho voice, Shi Zhi quickly ate all the desserts on the table when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

When Gojo Satoru pushed the door and entered, he saw only the silver-haired boy licking his fingers and the empty plate in front of him. His student put his palms together and made a gesture of thanks for the hospitality.

Gojo Wu's eyelids twitched. The snacks he brought are far more than one person can eat. He originally wanted to finish talking with the old stubborn principal and come over to chat with his students while eating, but now his students eat all by themselves. solved.

——Is this kid's stomach connected to another dimension?

Without the slightest awareness that he is also a big sweet eater, Gojo Satoru dissed Shizhi before sitting down.

"I thought this was the teacher's apology and thanks." Shizhi smiled without showing his teeth, "I should have been with Ji at this time... Speaking of which, is the teacher happy to see believers?"

Gojo Satoru reflected on who Shi Zhikong was referring to as a believer. It must be the second-year girl who just asked him to sign a photo.

"If you're not a believer, you're a fan at most. Do you think everyone is like you?" Gojo Satoru waved his hand, "Alright, what's that stubborn old man thinking?"

Shizhi glanced at Gojo Satoru, the blindfolded teacher couldn't see where his eyes fell, but it always made people feel that he was looking at him.

—Six eyes are watching you.

Slowly looking away, Shizhi finally opened a box of juice, biting the straw and slowly opened his mouth: "He pressed the 'window' and found that there was a time difference in the news of the special curse fetus, and then wait for Teacher Wutiao to receive the order to go out." The news was released only after the task was completed, which added fuel to the flames and asked the school to send the Knotweed juniors to solve the special curse embryo."

After talking about Shi Zhi, he stopped and took two sips of fruit juice.

Gojo Satoru didn't hear the following after waiting, so he reached out and knocked on the coffee table in front of him.

"Hi? What about your text? Why were you late later?"

Gojo Satoru brought up that question again, causing Juzhi to look at him sideways.

"Teacher Wutiao, are you asking knowingly?" Shizhi pinched the juice box twice, and he was brought near the old principal, and it seemed meaningless to hide it now, "When I was in the car, what did the old man tell you?" I sent a message."

Shizhi didn't say the specifics of the news, anyway, with his teacher's mind, he must have guessed what request was made to him.

Indeed, Mr. Wujo was more interested in the fact that the old principal and Shizhi knew each other than the news.

"No, Kong, why does that old man have your contact information?"

"? There were quite a few people who came to see me during the secret execution, and he was one of them. The contact information was because he said he wanted to prevent...the reappearance of the cult?"

"..."

"He didn't say his name at the time, but what he was thinking of was...Xia Youjie." Shi Zhi drank a box of juice, and the sound of air bulging hit his heart, "Teacher Wu Tiao is no stranger to this name." Bar?"

Shi Zhikong did it on purpose.

——Who told Mr. Wutiao not to let him look for thorns.

Shizhikong once again danced in the minefield of Gojo Satoru.

Mentioning the man's name was not a compliment, not to mention that Shizhi immediately added some missing ones. He said that was the principal of Jingdu's thoughts on "Xia Youjie", and he didn't know how much Gojo Wuxin believed. Then their chat ends hastily.

Gojo Satoru was not interested in asking any more questions. He probably knew that the headmaster of Leyan Temple was sticking to the idea of ​​diehards, so he waved his hand and drove his students to class.

"Student Shizhikong, you still have a lunch break to catch up on sleep or communicate with Ji. In the afternoon class, if you yawn." The white-haired teacher showed a threatening smile, "The teacher will personally accompany you to practice."

Shi Zhi did not find the dog roll at noon.

It's also strange, theoretically, it's impossible for a person's inner voice to become so quiet, unless they fall asleep and don't dream, or...

Shizhi's eyes flashed, and he squatted on the roof of the teaching building overlooking the corner of the surrounding woods.

——or the person he was looking for deliberately concealed his feelings.

This operation is a bit difficult, and it is difficult for untrained people to do it, but who is the dog curly spine?A person who has been entangled by Shi Zhikong for more than half a year, he can do this.

The person who couldn't find the dog roll, Shi Zhi's vivid and human-like expression was a little less.

He clapped his hands and stood up from the roof, and spun around a few times with the cold wind blowing.

As far as the whole school is concerned, the High School of Conjuration is not too noisy. This is a typical example of a large area with a sparse population. The large school occupies a large area, but there are only so few students and teachers, and the voices that can be heard Not many.

It's a little quieter now.

It's a bit like he's still in the shrine.

The shrine in his hometown is tall and far away, located on the top of a high mountain, and there is a long mountain road away from the village at the foot of the mountain. Naturally, the sound is also far away, and it is covered with a veil of distance.

— So where did the spines go?

He looked around again with a sullen face, and finally Shizhi had to admit that Goumaki hid completely, and he didn't show any trace until the beginning of class, even if he found Chanyuan Maki and Pang Da to ask them, he wouldn't know.

They really didn't know that they parted before lunch, and——

——"And Shizhi, you gave Ji so many rice balls yesterday, he doesn't even have to go to the cafeteria, but Ji is a bit..."

What he said, it seemed that he pushed the result.

Shizhi glanced at the black and white panda, the panda shook subconsciously, quickly closed its mouth and hid behind the girl next to it, which made Chanyuan Maki's forehead twitch.

With such a big body, how could it be possible to hide behind Zenyuan Maki.

Too lazy to watch the scene where the girl in the same class was furious and dragged out the curse of the classmate, Shizhi went around several places Goujuan frequented, but still couldn't find anyone, and finally met someone in Wutiao Wu's class in the afternoon.

The curse speller, dressed in light and easy-to-move sportswear, blinked twice, turned a blind eye to Toka's accusing gaze, and stood obediently in front of Gojo Satoru, waiting for the group training.

And Gojo Satoru made big news for Shizhi.

As if in retaliation for offending him by mentioning that name in the morning, Gojo Satoru separated Shizhikong and Goujujiji.

——Shizhikong and Pangda are in a group, Goujuanji is in a group with Zenyuan Maki, and no rebuttals are accepted.

The ever-day-everyday teacher said convincingly: "You can't play together forever. What will happen when the exchange match is separated? Well, I will give you 10 minutes to communicate, and the fight will start after 10 minutes. The losing group Stay for training."

After Wutiao Wu said that, he withdrew and led the group of Zenyuan and Goujuan to other places to prepare, leaving Fat Daxue shivering to face Shizhi's cold face.

The panda, which looks simple, honest and cute, has great popularity in a foreign country, hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "Shizhi, what will we do later..."

Pang Da couldn't finish his sentence, he just raised his head and met the golden peach blossom eyes that were almost narrowed.

The owner of Peach Blossom Eyes was in a bad mood, Goujuan ignored him, and he couldn't defeat Wujo Wu, so he could only sulk here.

"How to fight?" Shizhi asked back, he chose the simplest and rude one, "I'll look for thorns, you go to Chanyuan Maki."

"Didn't Teacher Wutiao want us to practice?"

The ten golden eyes opened slightly.

"Then call him to see, how good is it to step on your familiar partner?"