Goujuan always refuses to confess

"This is the right way of the night moth, may I ask..."

“Tuna mayonnaise!”

"...?"

Headmaster Jugao didn't expect the spellcaster, who usually only reported the name of the dish, to explain clearly what happened. After asking where he was, the headmaster rushed over.

He thought he would see something that made his fists itch and wanted to punch Wujo Satoru, but when he arrived at the place mentioned by the second-year spellcaster, the first thing he saw was the second-year student poking at the door.

— Huh, luckily the building was saved.

Principal Ye Moth, who had just experienced the work of rebuilding the teaching building, let out a sigh of relief, then he walked forward with a serious face, and patted the light linen spellcaster on the shoulder from behind.

"Mr. Goujuan, you...?"

Principal Ye Moth fell silent as soon as he spoke. What did he see?

Walking to the position where the dog curly thorn is, you can see the scene of the reception room clearly, which is not at all the smelly or messy scene imagined by the night moth Zhengdao.

On the contrary, the people inside were happy and happy, and they just made an appointment where to have lunch today.

Night Moth said rightly:?

The headmaster of Jugao cast his eyes on the students around him, but standing beside him was a spellcaster holding on to the door frame, speaking human words might lead to terrible results.

Gou Juanji still felt the bewilderment of the principal of the school. He took out his mobile phone, quickly typed a lot of words and held them in front of the principal, succinctly describing what happened.

Originally, it was almost a fight.

But who is sitting inside?It is Wujo Satoru.

The name of the ceiling of combat power was not blown out. Even guests from foreign countries had prepared enough lessons before coming to understand what the name Gojo Satoru represented.

The subsequent conversation became orderly, and Fitzgerald, who could not directly resurrect his daughter, tried to save the country with a curve.

"Then can I ask you to help me find the 'book'? "

"Hmm...it's a bit difficult. If you can't find it at a big price, it's not so easy to get it, right?" Shizhi declined.

This is not a barter in the popular sense, and the term "book" is too general.

Items that even the wisher has no specific concept, this kind of thing is difficult to control, who knows which "book" you want.

"Book" in Yokohama?There are so many books in Yokohama, what if someone moves a library here?

The foreign blond man was not discouraged, and changed his mind: "Then can you send Renhu to me?"

Atsushi Nakajima?Shizhi raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." He nodded, "But not now, you can leave one of your subordinates here."

Shizhi didn't want to confront the people in Yokohama for the time being, but now he fulfilled the foreigner's wish, and found himself here when he looked back.

We have to wait until Yokohama is more chaotic.

From the man's mind, Juzhi read his general plans for the future - such as punching the port of Mafia, stepping into the Armed Detective Agency, and it would be best to let the Supernatural Secret Service Section respectfully send up the license.

The blond man said yes freely, and then there were some polite words, and he still didn't give up getting some more benefits from Shizhi.

If it weren't for the suppression by force, what they were thinking at the moment was to rob people.

The Night Moth Zhengdao came around this time, he listened outside the door for a while, then walked in to interrupt... Cough, ready to drive away the guests.

In fact, this principal has always had complicated feelings about the second transfer student in the second grade. He is not too ordinary and powerful like the previous Bone Yuu. Juzhikong's complicated identity and background are spread out in front of him like an intricate spider web. The distribution of those believers is...

To be reasonable, how did you people who can't fight with eight poles manage to come out of a village?Also, how did the people in this village find them?

Even though there were thousands of doubts in his heart, Ye Mo Zhengdao still accepted this student.

Gojo Satoru's suggestion is on the one hand, on the other hand he really loves teaching and educating people.

Just like Gojo Satoru said, before this child grows crooked, he will definitely have excellent combat effectiveness in the future.

So, Principal Ye Moth went up to chase away the guests, and the other party politely exchanged contact information with the silver-haired second-year student, and said that we would talk next time.

After the outsider left, the moth began to settle accounts on the right path.

Headmaster Night Moth: "How did they get in?"

Teacher Wutiao: "Oh, I put it in."

Principal Noctua: "? Why did you let outsiders into the school?"

Wutiao teacher: "Isn't this here to talk about things? When I recruited him to enroll, I promised not to interfere with his career. Hey... I also have good intentions. I always feel that someone is abducting my student recently, so I put it in Take it easy under your nose."

Headmaster Noctua looked at Wutiao teacher through the sunglasses speechlessly, and the latter raised his head to meet the eyes of his former teacher.

If this was still Wujo Wutiao when he was studying, Ye Mo Zhengdao felt that this student must be blinking his incomparably precious six eyes, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

Unanimously, the two turned their eyes to the other side, and Shi Zhikong, who slipped to the door at some time, chatted with the dog Juanji.

Noticing the eyes of the teacher and the principal, the silver-haired boy turned his head and returned a bright smile: "What's the matter?"

There was no trace of shadow in the peaceful and serene smile, and the boy's good-looking features were stretched out.

Teacher Wutiao smiled and asked casually, "You won't be abducted by outsiders, will you?"

The silver-haired student tilted his head, looking at the spellcaster beside him and then at his teacher.

——"Probably not."

Finally went to Yokohama.

Shizhi dragged the dog along to go together, the two of them changed their school uniforms and put on their daily clothes, Shizhi randomly ordered a believer from his mobile phone to come over and drove them to Yokohama.

Goumaki saw that after getting out of the car, he was about to contact the believers in Yokohama to ask them to come and pick up his ten branches. After thinking about it, he felt that the spell master who couldn't let ten branches be so disturbing pulled his companion's arm.

Dog roll: "Dried bonito."

Shizhi: "Huh? Don't you want to look for it? I've already contacted... Hey, oh, he doesn't have time to come out for work today, so forget it."

What was that called two days ago... Francis Fitzgerald?The foreigner's subordinates contacted him, and in the doubtful eyes of the other party, he fulfilled his wish with an elegant smile and a soft tone - and sent Atsushi Nakajima to his boss, Francis Fitzgerald.

The price probably was that this subordinate had to lie in the hospital for half a year, Shi Zhi watched the man fall without any fluctuations, dragged him out by the collar and threw him to the believers.

But then again, is it so expensive to send people from one place to another?Even if it is a human tiger...

Resting his chin, he felt that something was wrong, so after two days, Shizhi waited until the weekend to abduct Goujumaki, leaving the other two in the same grade as the first-year sparring partner.

Chanyuan Maki and Panda: ...

However, the time when Shizhi came to Yokohama with his dog was not so coincidental. They only made two laps on the streets of Yokohama, and the situation in Yokohama became chaotic.

More than chaos.

In just a few minutes, the streets on both sides developed from a controllable chaos to an uncontrollable purgatory on earth.

"..." Gou Juan didn't know what to say at all. He saw a normal person who stumbled and hit a tree and then lost his mind. Zhi dodged left and right, and finally used a spell, "【Stop】."

The people stopped, but the people who were rushing towards them were quickly suppressed by the people who jumped up from the side after they stopped, and a scuffle was inevitable.

"Big mustard?" Leading the people to hide in the corner of the shop that was not very eye-catching, Gouju nervously looked at Shizhi with his head down.

——The human voice exploded.

To be honest, he feels quite uncomfortable at the moment, but it's not unbearable.

It's the kind of orderly tones that suddenly become chaotic, the effect is comparable to scratching the glass with the tip of a fingernail, which makes people have a splitting headache.

"It's okay." After a little time to adjust, Shizhi pressed his temple twice, "The voice of human beings...is really scary."

Human beings show all their inferior and ugly desires before his eyes.

Shizhi exhaled, held Goujuan's palm with his backhand, and squeezed it twice.

In the past, the movement that would at least make the ears of the spellcaster blush a bit in daily life did not arouse Goujumaki's emotions at this time. Seeing that Shizhi still did not look up, he tried to break away from Shizhi's hand and lift the opponent's face.

"I said I'm fine." With a few words of reassurance, Shizhi let go of the hand pressing his forehead, and looked up at the outside environment.

The riot was still going on, and the influence of the noise on Shizhi began to fade slowly, and he adapted very quickly.

—what happened here?

"Ah... who knows?" Shizhi looked around the circle, then looked up at the sky, "I never heard that foreigner say..."

What was he thinking?Punching and kicking Yokohama doesn't include the siege of the dead in Yokohama, right?

——Yokohama...is a dangerous place.

"Well, I agree with that, so—be careful."

The stray bullets falling from the sky exploded around them, but neither Shizhi nor Goujuan did not dodge. With the protection of the spell master's spell, the attack could not fall on them.

Leaving... is actually very easy, as long as Thorn makes a wish to him—wait, wait a moment.

Shi Zhi turned his head in the opposite direction, and looked along the end of the road. He seemed to have heard... He heard a voice that he remembered.

Goujuan called him a few times, and Shizhi heard him.

The silver-haired boy stared at it for a few seconds, and finally took a step forward, holding Goujuan's hand and walking in that direction.

Shizhi: "This way."

The road was neither long nor short, and soon came to a place filled with smoke.

In the center of the smog was a person standing. The light-colored windbreaker couldn't be seen clearly in the environment surrounded by white smoke, but it could still be seen that he was holding a hand high, and a doll-shaped black object turned into powder in the person's hand.

Seeing this scene, Juzhi said something.

Although lightly, the dog curly thorn heard.

He heard the whisper of the silver-haired boy in front of him.

Even standing behind Shi Zhikong, Gou Juan can still imagine how those golden eyes with slightly curved eyebrows are shining brightly.

—he said: "I want him."