Goujuan always refuses to confess

"Why are you all empty-handed! Aren't you going to Kyoto!"

Nagasaki Wild Rose was shocked at first why everyone didn't bring a salute, and then immediately changed her style of painting after being told the facts, sighed with regret at the trip to Kyoto that turned into nothing, and accused everyone of why they didn't explain things clearly to her.

The two second-year students on this side were explaining, and Tokae on the other side buried his head sleepily in the dog's neck like a large human-shaped pendant, and only raised his head when he heard Nagizaki's whimpering.

"So sleepy." Seeing the lively and excited orange-haired junior, Shizhi lowered her head again, her forehead resting on Gouju's back, and said in a soft voice, "Kyoto school... so who wants to come? "

Shizhi couldn't remember the name of the strong man he fought with last time, it wasn't someone important anyway.

Goujul skillfully reached out and rubbed the silver-haired head on his shoulder.

— Didn’t sleep well last night?

"Hmm... I slept for four hours, and I was dragged out by Teacher Wutiao." Shizhi said in a low tone, and he hadn't returned to school for three days.

For three days, he was serving as a sparring partner for Polygonum cuspidatum Youren, and Wutiao Wu supervised him.

After he said the name of the resurrected three days ago, the room fell into a moment of silence.

Gojo Satoru quickly went through the network of names and relationships, and he found that he knew the name, "So there was your shadow in the battle of kings that caused a sensation in half of Tokyo two years ago?"

"What?" Shizhi replied, "When they saw the person came back to life, they carried him away in a hurry, leaving a sentence saying that Hora owes me a favor."

Speaking of this, Shizhi looked a little displeased.

Afterwards, the resurrection of ghosts and gods from hell came to his shrine. Although he quickly pushed the pot out, the gap made by the horned ghosts and gods on the head of the shrine was still there. It was the shrine itself. Got someone to fix it.

Gojo Wu looked at Shizhi a few more times, he didn't expect...he didn't expect that his student was so isolated from the world before he left the village.

But Hora's favor?Wutiaowu's sitting posture that his six relatives didn't recognize was replaced by a raised leg. From some aspects, his student is really amazing.

I didn't spend too much discussion time on distant outsiders, and after this topic ended, there was no new topic to start.

The only sound in the room was the sound of Jianren Qihai flipping through another newspaper.

Yuzu Yujin couldn't sit still after sitting for a while. Seeing that his teacher didn't intend to settle the score any more, he moved to the side of Shizhi, and asked in a low voice about the two unfamiliar terms he had just heard. By.

Junior Knotweed who just opened a new door to the world of conjurers not long ago doesn't know much.

But Juzhi also asked three questions and didn't know anything, and Hirohito Kojoo became depressed again, and finally Gojo realized a new topic.

"Does Youruhito have any thoughts about the exchange that he will participate in three days later?" Gojo Satoru said in a mysterious tone.

Of course, the pure-hearted pink-haired boy had no thoughts, his mind was full of the touch, joy and excitement that the reunion would bring.

Shizhi took the time to glance at this junior who didn't know what he was going to face, and felt that he was a bit pitiful.

Teacher Wutiao said it was a surprise, did he really think it was a surprise?

Time back to the present.

Shizhi murmured against Goujuan's ear, "There will be a surprise later... Oh, it might be a shock, anyway, it's all Wutiao's fault."

Goujuan looked blank when he heard this, and was about to push the human-shaped pendant on his shoulder to let him say a few more words, when the people from the sister school in Kyoto arrived, and they opened their mouths to make a mockery.

"Is this a welcome line? The formation is really good, but it's a bit disgusting—" The female voice stopped quickly, because he met a pair of golden eyes with a look of getting up.

In the next second, the burliest member of the Kyoto team rushed out.

"Yi Gu isn't there? It's okay, that one is called Shi Zhikong! We haven't finished the fight last time! It just so happens that we can continue this time."

Shizhi got a headache from the quarrel, he got up from Goujuan, and replied lazily: "I can't play, I'm a substitute and I won't play."

"...Senior Shizhi, aren't you going to play?" Fu Heihui spoke first.

His gaze counted the students from the Tokyo school present one by one. Including Tokurea, there were only five students, which was one less than the team in Kyoto.

But now Shi Zhikong said that he will not play, so are they going to play four against six?

Before the students from our school raised questions and the students from the sister school expressed their dissatisfaction, the white-haired teacher rushed in pushing a small cart and attracted everyone's attention.

Shi Zhi was amused when he saw it, and leaned back to Gou Juan's ear with the corners of his lips hooked, "It's a surprise prepared by Teacher Wu Tiao."

Gou Juan moved away curiously, but when he really saw the so-called "surprise", his usually expressionless face froze.

This is not a surprise, this is fright!

Gou Juanmu looked at the first-year "deceased" junior who jumped out of the cardboard box that was half the height of a person, then he thought of something and turned his head, and as expected, he saw Shizhi's smiling face.

——You already knew that, right?So... so the secret you were going to tell me at that time was this?

Goujuan remembered that Shizhi had a big secret to tell him but was called away by Wutiao teacher. When he came back, the silver-haired boy became sleepy, saying that the secret was gone, and he would be active again when Wutiao teacher treated guests to dessert. stand up.

"Ji is very smart, almost, Wutiao teacher won't let me tell you."

Juzhi glanced at the good Knotabagi Yujin who didn't know what to say because of the delicate atmosphere, and then looked at the principal of Kyoto who showed a surprised expression because of the "resurrection of the Su Nuo container".

The surprise on the latter's face hung for a moment, and soon his expression became gloomy, and he glanced indistinctly at Tokoe Sora standing in the Tokyo school camp, and then chatted with Gojo Gojo.

Shizhi calmly withdrew his gaze, turning a deaf ear to the principal's scolding.

He is not tied to anyone, and it is his own choice to say or not to say.

Shizhi ignored the principal of Leyan Temple who wanted to say something to him, and followed the teachers and students of the school to sit in the conference room on his side.

The students who participated in the war were all listening to the teacher explain the precautions for the first day of the exchange meeting. The only silver-haired student who was excluded was leaning on his classmate and yawning.

Until Wujo Wu pointed out his name, Shizhi was deserting.

Gojo Satoru: "What does the capital say?"

Shizhikong: "Huh?"

After a while, he realized, "Do you want me to reveal their tactical layout to you? Is this for off-field assistance?"

Gojo Satoru shook his finger, "I didn't ask about their tactics, the old man's reaction was a bit violent, what's the plan in Kyoto?"

Shizhi nodded, and then he glanced subtly at the pink-haired junior holding a black photo frame on the other side to act as his posthumous photo.

"Kyoto." He opened his mouth, "I want to kill Junior Knotweed."

There's an intense game going on outside, and there's a cup of tea in front of him.

Shi Zhi stared at the tea leaves floating on the water for a long time, finally stood up and threw the teacup out, the water in the cup and the tea leaves were poured out on the open space outside.

A certain teacher's nagging voice came from downstairs telling him not to waste tea, Shizhi pretended not to hear and walked back and began to think about the possibility of going out to buy a dessert drink now and then coming back.

When he thought of it, he did it, Shi Zhi put down the cup and went outside.

When passing by the porch on the first floor, Gojo Satoru poked his head out from a room, "Hey, are you free to buy a drink? Bring a drink for the teacher too, diva—what do you want to drink? I'll ask my kid to bring it for you."

Conversations such as "Eh? No need", "It's okay, my students won't be on stage today", "Oh, let's have a cup of fruit tea" were immediately heard in the room.

In less than a minute, the white-haired blindfolded teacher poked his head out again, "Milk tea with sugar and half-sweet fruit tea, teacher will give you the money first~"

Of course Shizhi didn't ask for money from his teacher, and he even only listened to half of Wujo Wu's words, and the remaining half was blown in the wind.

The venue used for group activities for the exchange meeting in Tokyo is a bit far from the urban area. There is not even a store at the door, and it takes time to take a taxi to the nearest shopping street.

Shi Zhi stood at the entrance steps holding a mobile phone, thought for a moment and chose to order a takeaway.

The waiting time was also very boring, so boring that Shizhi yawned several times.

He was not allowed to participate in the exchange meeting, saying it was a backup, but in fact Gojo Satoru didn't want him to appear.

He understands this, after all, it is better to control the unstable factors.

Compared with Otoko Yuta, who knows everything and is clean, who is currently abroad, Shizhikong is indeed like a time bomb, which may explode at any time.

After playing with the phone a few times, Shizhi looked at Goujuan's contact information for a while, and finally didn't bother anyone who might be in the middle of the battle.

The direction of the infield, very noisy.

The noises that appeared from time to time were not small, not to mention the chattering heartfelt voices. Juzhi almost confirmed the thoughts of the Kyoto side.

——They did want to kill Su Nuo's container.

——A very bold idea.

Shi Zhi thought about the level of Knotaba Yuhito in the past three days when he fought against him, but he was not worried that his junior would be killed by a single blow.

The young man's progress can be described as lightning fast, and besides, the Cursed King wouldn't let his container die easily, right?

The idle silver-haired boy swiped all the games on his phone for a round, and finally waited for the takeaway drink. A man in a hat pedaled a cart and walked up the steps with a bag.

One step, two steps, three steps, and just as he was about to step up the fourth step, Shizhi called him to stop.

"Your voice is so quiet." The golden peach blossom eyes lifted up, "It's a bit too quiet."

Hearing this, there was a pause in his footsteps, and then there was a murmur in his blank heart, as if breaking free from his empty thoughts, the food delivery person was rambling about how long it took him to deliver this long-distance takeaway, If I go to another one later, I will definitely be late or something.

Business as usual.

The previous quiet heart sounds seemed to be Shizhi's illusion, the man in the hat continued to walk towards him, his steps were steady, but when he reached the top floor, his whole body stopped.

"Huh?" With a confused nasal sound, Toji narrowed his eyes and looked at the man, "What's wrong? Pass me the bag—"

Shi Zhi couldn't finish his words, the moment he stretched out his hand, the man who had been looking down at the steps raised his head, showing a hideous face.

His dark eyes were full of madness and paranoia, and when he walked up, he prepared his weapon under the cover of his coat.

At the same time, this man also hid his crazy thoughts completely, until now it was exposed to Juzhi's sight.

Hate, his heart was filled with hatred.

The next second, gunshots rang out.

"Go to hell, Shizhikong!!!"