Goujuan always refuses to confess

"Eh? Executed in secret, but senior, you now..." Yuzu Yuhito stopped in the middle of speaking, he thought of himself.

He himself is a typical example. He was clearly ordered to execute but was not executed immediately. Instead, he had a long probation period. He couldn't help thinking that Shizhikong was the same as him.

Knotabagi Yuhito said in a daze, "So senior, are you also on reprieve like me?"

"Pfft." Shi Zhikong burst out laughing, the laughter changed from soft to loud, he patted Knotabagi Yujin's shoulder vigorously, and smiled regardless of his image, "Puff hahaha, Knotweed junior, you are so cute!"

The pink-haired boy who was laughed at was puzzled. He looked at the silver-haired senior who was about to laugh and lay on the table in confusion. He raised his hands in a daze, not knowing where to put them.

As if he had laughed enough, or choked himself from laughing, Shi Zhikong coughed twice and took a few breaths.

Immediately afterwards, Knotabagi Youroto met a pair of cold golden eyes, there were not many other emotions in the almost transparent golden eyes, even the noisy smile just now disappeared.

Kunzhang Youroto couldn't help trembling, and when he looked over, Shizhikong had pulled away from him, as if the coldness just now was just his illusion.

"I'm different from you, Junior Knotweed. My secret execution order will be revoked soon."

"Huh? Why?"

"Shhh - I can't say this, it's a secret - it's a secret, Brother Knotweed."

Shaking his fingers mysteriously, Shi Zhikong crossed his hands and propped up his chin, his golden eyes curved into a slit with a smile.

"Okay, the story you want to hear, Knotweed-kun, is over. Is it time for Kizaki-san to order and come back?"

Knotabagi Yuhito: ...But I feel like I don't understand anything!

Doudou's bewildered junior didn't let Shi Zhikong pay attention. After he finished his one-sided story, he waited for the junior girl from the same school to come back from ordering food. The girl who held up two trays of food had a hot temper.

"I said—how can someone sit here and wait for the girl to bring you food!" The girl with short orange hair glared at her classmate.

Knotweed hurriedly apologized and stood up to pick up the tray, while Tokae Sora supported his face with a smile and said, "I'm really sorry, Nagasaki-san, then I'll treat you to this meal, and I'll pay for the rest of the shopping too." oh."

"Really!" Nagasaki's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and then she thought about the prices in the nearby areas, "Will the senior spend too much money?"

Shi Zhikong shook his head: "No, Mr. Wujo asked me to take you out to buy things. I have a mission, so I brought you to Yokohama."

"So, let Yidizhi take us to the mission site after lunch, and go shopping after solving the curse...Let me see, Chinatown is closer, so let's go there. After shopping, you can just have dinner there. Do you like hot pot? If you don’t like it, this is the place to go, it looks like it’s highly rated, but it’s a pity that the thorn is not here... Oh no, his throat can’t be irritating, if you come, you can only order the mandarin duck pot.”

Shi Zhikong arranged all the upcoming itinerary very directly, and did not ask other people's opinions in the process of talking, talking completely to himself.

After mentioning the name "thorn", Shi Zhikong's mood obviously increased, and he hummed an out-of-tune ditty, but the syllables of the fragments made people feel creepy.

Holding up the mobile phone to take pictures of the food and edit the filters to send the pictures to the ones he likes, Shizhi was whispered by the juniors sitting opposite him.

Knotabagi Yuhito: "What is this...death, offering sacrifices, praying...what is Shizhi senior singing?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose: "I don't know, it sounds a bit similar to what the old man in my hometown in the country was talking about."

Hu Zhang thought of the story told by the senior just now, and then contacted the reminder from Teacher Yi Dizhi who acted as the driver on the road, and swallowed all the subsequent whispers.

He looked up to the opposite side, and a half-squinted golden eye was looking sideways at him.

The owner of the eyes moved his lips and opened and closed, and the knotweed read from the other's mouth - I heard it all.

— Gudoo.

Knotabagi Yujin heard himself swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and then his heart beating loudly.

——Tuzhi-senpai can hear the thoughts in people's hearts.

Knotabagi Yuhito remembered Fu Heihui's warning to him.

——Be careful of Juzhi-senpai, he's not the kind of enemy... just don't mess with him.

It wasn't that he was afraid of his silver-haired senior, but that an inexplicable sense of alienation lingered around them all the time. The senior was aloof, and his attitude when talking to them was also indifferent.

When referring to the senior named "Spine", Senior Shizhi was a little more...human?

Katsuobu was frightened by his own thoughts, and was in a daze for a long time without responding to the shouts of the people around him, until Nagasaki hit his stomach with an elbow, and Katsuobu rubbed his stomach and asked Nagasaki why she hit him.

"Please, I just wanted to ask you? You've been staring at Toge-senpai for a long time!" Nazaki said to Knotabazu in a low voice, and then she grabbed the hamburger in front of Knotabazu, "If you're not hungry, I'll do it for you Already!"

Knotweed, who was half a beat behind, found that his staple food was gone, and quickly shouted: "Nagizaki Wild Rose!!!"

Shi Zhikong, who watched all this from the sidelines, turned on the camera unhurriedly to record the scene of the two fighting for food. He still edited filter stickers with text explanations and sent the photos to others.

——Ji, our new juniors are so cute☆~

When heading to the broken house at the mission site in the afternoon, the driver was still the assistant supervisor Yidizhi of the High School of Conjuration.

He drove the car to the destination silently all the way, when the car came to a complete stop, Shi Zhikong finally turned off the non-stop game on his mobile phone, opened the car door and jumped down briskly.

What was displayed in front of several people was an old house that had been abandoned for a long time, with crumbling door panels and cobweb-strewn windows, it was extremely eerie, and the task was to get rid of spirits, so it is not an exaggeration to call it a haunted house.

"Is this right here? It looks so ordinary." Shizhi stretched his waist and yawned, his attitude was not very serious, "Yi Dizhi, do I need to demonstrate to my juniors? Or can I just come here?"

"...Jueda-kun, please at least bring your honorifics. If you have a task... please solve it as soon as possible. The school has greeted the people here in Yokohama, but the account cannot be left for too long."

"Understood—really, this isn't my job, is it? Mr. Wujo will invite me and Ji to eat at the dim sum shop he frequents—I want Strawberry Daifuku!"

"...Why do you still have the role of Goujuan-kun?"

The physically and mentally exhausted supervisor sighed. He watched the silver-haired boy stroll into the dilapidated mansion. While setting down the tent, he pushed his glasses and said to the two first-year students who had just got off the bus behind him:

"You can start to see what to buy and eat later. We will set off in about 10 minutes."

"Eh? So fast!" Two first-year students exclaimed, and they looked at the room that was clearly ominous, "Mr. Yidizhi, the breath inside..."

Even though they haven't systematically learned the difference between the levels of spell spirits, the two students still feel uneasy. At least their actions have been affected, and they are not as agile as usual.

"No problem." The assistant supervisor of the high school of conjuration shook his head, "If it's Shizhi, there will be no problem."

"Ah Choo... Well, is someone missing me?" Shi Zhikong rubbed his nose, stopped halfway through his walk, and did not forget to take out his phone to reply to Goujuan's chat.

Compared with meeting in real life and only uttering the names of rice ball ingredients, Goujuan language on the Internet is much richer, and the typing speed is also very fast. For example, he is now telling Shizhi to take good care of his juniors.

—Don't leave people alone, and don't scare them.

—Don't just read their thoughts out to them.

——It is not allowed to exchange prices without asking others.

——The words of the mantra are fine, but be careful not to get hurt while performing the task.

His gaze fell on the last message sent by Curly Gou, and his ten peach blossom eyes slightly bent.

Just as he was about to reply to the dog roll to let him train well, a sudden sound of breaking through the air came from behind, Shi Zhi dodged the attack with one side of his head, but his finger accidentally pressed the send button, and sent out the half-typed words.

"Alas." With a short breath, Shizhi puffed out his mouth unhappily.

Although he quickly retracted the wrong message and made up a complete sentence, Toji's expression still visibly darkened to the naked eye.

The silver-haired boy turned around, his golden eyes stared coldly at the ugly curse spirit drooling at the end of the corridor.

"As a price for disturbing my chat, can I trouble you to die once?"