Goujuan always refuses to confess

Shizhikong was rejected by Zenyuan Maki.

The second-year senior who was carrying the magic tool pushed him aside in disgust. She was afraid that people would be disturbed, so she sent the dog away to accompany him.

Dog Roll: "Dried Bonito—"

Maki: "For the sake of the mental health of the first grade, Gou Maki has worked hard on you!"

Zenyuan Maki was keenly aware that after Shi Zhikong and Fu Heihui met, the latter's mood changed, and Maki, who felt a little uneasy, separated the two groups of people.

She and Panda accompany the first grade to practice, and Gou Juan can go anywhere with Shi Zhikong, so don't come here to tease the fragile nerves of the first grade.

The silver-haired boy puffed his cheeks and protested: "I woke up, didn't I just want to help the first grade practice? I can——"

"Stop, stop, Shizhi-kun, we have been classmates for so long, don't I know what you are like during practice?"

"Oh."

Ten sticks of empty sparring, either disabled or injured.

Although Shizhi can be cured afterwards or you can find Mr. Nitzi, but it is best to avoid friendly attacks.

The silver-haired boy pursed his lips and followed Goujuan to the other side of the playground and sat down. His eyes rested on the two first-year students before turning back.

——If you have a chance, give Junior Fu Hei another fright.

With drooping eyelids, Shizhi grabbed Gouju's hand, flipped his wrist and made a salmon roe ring and put it on Gouju's middle finger.

He himself wore another style, and when he was done, he clasped the spellcaster's hand and interlocked his knuckles.

The face under the collar of the spellcaster became a little hot, he pulled his hand twice but couldn't take it back, so he went with the people around him.

Anyway, it's not a day or two for Shizhikong, at most, the audience has changed from second grade to second grade plus first grade, shame or something... As long as he doesn't feel embarrassed, then the embarrassing ones are other people.

Shi Zhikong sat quietly next to Gou Juan, sitting in a corner of the playground, the warmth brought by the warm sunlight on his body made him drowsy, and it didn't take long for Shi Zhi to yawn again.

He squinted his golden eyes half-closed, the sparkle in his eyes was seductive, his head tilted and leaned on the dog's shoulders, but his eyes were fixed on the front.

Gou Juan followed Shi Zhi's gaze, and in the distance was a first-year student who was also sitting on the steps of the stand in a daze, the one with black hair.

"Kelp?" Goujuan felt a little strange, since Toji seemed to pay too much attention to the first-year students since he woke up.

—He was not like this before.

All the whispers in Goujuan's heart were heard by Shizhi, and Goujuan, who had no secrets at all, was suddenly grabbed by Shizhi's shoulders, and most of the weight of Shizhi, whose eyes were completely squinted, was pressed on Goujuan's body, and leaned close to him In the ear of the other party.

The hot air he exhaled just fell on the pink and white ears, and Shizhi watched with satisfaction that the white of the flesh gradually turned red, and he said mysteriously: "Ji, let me tell you something—"

"Student Shizhi——" a long and lazy tone came from behind, and Shizhi, who was approached silently, put a hand on his shoulder, which interrupted his unfinished sentence, "Teacher has something to ask you."

The teacher who was holding Shizhi's shoulders straightened up quickly. He put one hand in his pocket and raised the other hand high to say hello to the first and second grades present.

His line of sight... oh, he couldn't see it with his eyes covered, but Juzhi always felt that the eyes of this incoherent teacher paused for a while on the side of the two first graders.

After saying hello, the white-haired teacher leaned down again, this time he was talking to the dog Curly Thorn.

"Ji, borrow from your giant baby."

"? Teacher Wutiao is too much? What do you mean... I am not a giant baby!"

There was a turn in the rebuttal, Juzhi didn't express any opinion on the prefix, and scolded Wujo Satoru for using the wrong noun, but he still let go of the dog roll and stood up from him.

"Ji, I'll leave with Wutiao teacher." Shizhi thought for a while, then added, "A matter of a few minutes."

"Salmon."

"Hey, hey, teacher, I didn't say I would let you back in a few minutes, did I?"

Shi Zhikong ignored him, patted the grass clippings on his clothes, and walked towards the teaching building first.

The warm sunlight is not so warm at the moment, instead it feels a bit shady.

The last place where Shi Zhikong and his teacher stopped was in the open space behind the teaching building. Originally, the two of them were standing in the shadow, but Shi Zhi felt that it was cool, so he moved to the shade of a tree that was not dense, and slipped through the gaps in the leaves. The sun's rays shone down finely.

- cool.

Shizhi pursed his lips, he already knew what Wujo Wu wanted to talk to him, if Wujo Wu hadn't stopped him just now, he would have already told the secret.

——The secret about the fact that Yuzu Yujin is still alive.

Shizhikong has a habit.

He will record the voices of all the people who are close to him, almost to the point where he can recognize them when he hears them, so as not to accidentally hurt his own people when expelling them.

Although unlikely, such an accident is not unheard of.

The classmates are newly added after coming here to study, and Knotaba Yuhito and Nagasaki Wild Rose are the latest two voices.

It was almost a few seconds after Yuzu Yuhito woke up from death, Juzhikong discovered this, and Gojo Satoru rushed over because of it.

Shizhikong has no taboos and speaks without restraint. He still doesn't want his student to do something bad.

"Except for the fact that Yuzu Yuhito is still alive, I hope that Touzhi-san will keep it a secret... Teacher, I have another question." The white-haired teacher, whose eyes were covered with a black cloth, tapped his hands, "Tuzhi-san, why is it a step late? ?”

The cool wind blew again, making a terrifying sound effect, but the two people standing under the shade of the tree didn't react at all, and the silver-haired boy tilted his head even more, with an innocent smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, Gojo-sensei, what are you talking about?"

"It's okay for Shizhi-kun to pretend that he can't hear my heart. I didn't see Goumaki cast any spell on you just now."

The teacher with his hands in his pockets was a little troubled. He leaned forward slightly, relying on his height to look down on his daily disobedient student.

"Teacher, I called the assistant supervisor in time. He is also the one who drives the fastest and most stable bus in the whole school. He told me that you didn't delay too much time because of the red light traffic. Then——Mr. Shizhi, why are you late? Woolen cloth?"

"If it's ten branches, your ability has a wide range of effects, right? Your spell power is also abundant, and there is no option of 'impossible'."

"You can hear it, you can receive it, and you can do it, but Knotweed Yujin still 'died' once."

"That said, I'm going to bring up the old question again. Who saved you, Shizhi, from the secret execution? That's faster than my teacher."

A full sense of oppression came from this conjurer with the highest combat power in the conjuration world. The silver-haired boy immediately tensed up, his golden eyes were pulled into a long and thin slit under the pressure, his teeth were slightly closed, and his mouth was slightly closed. There seemed to be something condensed in the palm.

However, the next moment, all the pressure disappeared so abruptly.

Teacher Jugao, who lost his momentum, stood up straight, without seeing the aggressive look just now.

"Well, the teacher didn't mean to force Juzhi to answer." With a relaxed tone, Gojo Satoru shrugged, "I just hope, when Juzhi can give the teacher an answer is the best."

——Break up unhappily.

Ten sticks devoured the strawberry Daifuku in front of him, even though they didn't reach the point of one bite, but they could finish one in two or three bites.

He completely took the food in his mouth as an offense to his Wutiao teacher to vent his anger, and he was supposed to gobble it up but ate it with a somewhat elegant appearance, so Gou Juan couldn't help asking: "Kelp?"

"Huh? Mushi, I'm very exhausted..." Wei Xu felt that the words with food in his mouth were not expressive, he swallowed the last big blessing in twos and threes, and finally licked his index finger that was still stained with stuffing.

Slowly pulling the paper towel to wipe his hands, Shizhi took a quick sip of the sweet drink in the cup in front of him—milk tea with double the sugar, chewing on the Q-bomb brown sugar pearls, Shizhi rested his chin and opened his mouth : "It's nothing, I didn't have a very happy chat with Mr. Wutiao."

"He won't let me tell you the shocking secret!" The silver-haired boy puffed up his mouth like an angry puffer fish, "It's too much!"

—— Sora, you haven't had a good chat with Gojo-sensei many times, have you?

"Huh? Is that so?" Shizhi frowned and went through all the private chats he had with Gojo Satoru since he entered school in his mind, and it seemed that they all broke up unhappy.

The young spellcaster sighed, he pushed his glass of drink in front of Shizhi, and motioned him to take two sips to relieve his breath.

"Hey, can I drink it? Does this count as indirect—cough, it's so sour."

The silver-haired boy wrinkled his face with sourness. He understood something, and then quickly opened Goujuan's glass of drink to take a look. Goujuan asked the clerk to make lemon tea in an opaque cup, which was also an added version.

Gou Juan's purple eyes, who had succeeded in the prank, happily curved up. The way he laughed made Shi Zhi's hand, which was about to attack, stiffen, but he still slapped it on the table, but he looked away.

"Ji, you...forget it, Teacher Wutiao, I still want Mochi and Xue Meiniang!"

The silver-haired boy's slap shocked Mr. Jugao, who was eating Buffy for three next door, and the other party turned his head.

"I said Shizhi, it's wrong for the teacher to take you and Mr. Goujuan to skip class. How can you still think about draining the teacher's wallet?"