Goujuan always refuses to confess

Teacher Wutiao... didn't come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime.

He just came to let himself not let the matter of Knotabagi Yujin still alive.

Shizhikong knows this, even better than Teacher Wutiao, he will not cover up his inner thoughts all the time, most of the time what he reads is his true thoughts.

Shizhi soothed the golden eyes that had been tense due to trembling before, and tilted his head back a little, just looking up at his teacher's eyes covered by the black cloth.

Teacher Wujo is very concerned about Yuzu Yujin, which can be seen from the teacher's obsession with tasks and not forgetting to call him to rescue him.

It's just that he didn't expect this attention to be so much more important than he thought.

After thinking about it, Shi Zhikong said, "Teacher Wu Tiao thinks highly of his junior."

Wujo Wujo nodded seriously: "Yes, not only Yuren, the teacher cares about all of you, you are my students."

Suddenly, Shizhi seemed to have returned to the eve before he first entered the school. When he was still in the room full of spells, it was the same teacher who brought the judgment about him in a similar tone.

The silver-haired boy squinted his eyes and didn't respond to his teacher about the secrecy for a long time. Just when his teacher thought the elusive student was angry because of the questioning just now, Shi Zhikong clapped his hands together.

"Teacher Wutiao still owes me a snack." Shizhi's topic jumped up, and his golden eyes still maintained a slightly curved appearance, as if he was smiling or not, "I will keep the matter of Junior Knotweed a secret, what does the teacher say ?"

"Teacher, I owe you a snack? When did it happen?" The white-haired teacher frowned suddenly, "It seems..."

These days, the super conjurer, who has a full schedule every day, pulled out from a corner of his memory the report that Yidizhi Jiegao, who was always used by him, called him.

Gojo Satoru: "That's fine, let's do it today, I still have something I didn't ask you."

Shi Zhikong: "Okay, since the teacher has already invited guests, why not invite one more person."

Gojo Wu: "Hey Shizhi, you little brat... that good boy Ji is going to be spoiled by you, you really drag him everywhere."

The silver-haired boy still had his eyes bent, not at all embarrassed by the almost fight with his teacher just now.

So there was a picture of a teacher leading two students to skip school and eat desserts outside the school.

The well-behaved spellcaster originally planned to refuse when he heard that he was going to play truant, but Shizhi's mouth deflated skillfully, and with the help of Wutiao's teacher, Goujuan's rebellious psychology was also aroused a bit.

But Goujuanji was not the one who was hanged by the problem student. He found Zenyuan Maki and asked her to help take a leave of absence for the senior Jianren Qihai who was substitute for the next class-it was said that Wutiao teacher had borrowed someone temporarily.

Gojo Satoru didn't know that his impression at Nanami Jianren was even worse - he was accused of leading students to skip class. He sneezed, looked through his wallet, took out the excess money and handed it to Goujuan before.

"Troublesome to go buy it, ten sticks of what you want to eat." The words clearly meant to drive people away, Wu Tiaowu sat down with three cups of Buffy, "and bring three other flavors for the teacher Crepe."

The teacher at Jugao doesn't know why, but he always likes to order three servings of things.

The curser with light flaxen hair looked at the money, then at the teacher and classmates beside him, said "salmon", nodded and stood up.

As the man walked away, Shi Zhi slowly picked up the cup of lemon tea with added ingredients, and reluctantly drank it in small sips, waiting for the teacher who was doing nothing but talking on the opposite side to speak.

He was thinking about how to drink the drink that was so sour as vinegar, when he heard some strange inner voice while waiting, he raised his head in surprise.

"Teacher Wutiao, do you want to ask this?"

The white-haired teacher sitting across from Shizhi didn't open his mouth, and concentrated on eating Buffy. He was just being lazy, anyway, with Shizhi's ability, he could hear his thoughts.

——I just remembered Yizhizhi's report, he said that you met someone you didn't want to contact.

"Yidichi..."

The ten-branched golden eyes turned twice, unexpectedly, the assistant supervisor even wrote this matter into the report, but it doesn't matter, if Teacher Wutiao wants to know, he can say it.

"I heard dozens of postures for committing suicide by diving into the water, and they are ranked one, two, and three. In addition, there are suicide tutorials such as taking poison and hanging beams. However, if Junior Knotweed does not save him, that person will not die."

--oh?Why so sure?

Shizhi bit the straw, tapped the table with his fingers, raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly with his head lowered.

"Because someone... told him not to die?" The silver-haired, golden-eyed boy recalled seriously, "I can't remember clearly, he had too many thoughts about suicide in his heart, and the little truth seemed insignificant."

As if to make a gesture, ten sticks were stained with water from the cold drink cup noodles, and drew two circles on the table.

There's a big circle of rambling junk thoughts, and real thoughts are only about the size of a fingernail.

"Speaking of which, in fact, you are similar to Mr. Wutiao." Suddenly mentioning his teacher's name, Shizhi continued in a straightforward tone, "Teacher has always had a name in his heart."

In the corner of the deserted dessert shop where no one was blowing the cool air-conditioned wind in the afternoon, Gojo Satoru saw his second-year student lip-syncing a name to him.

——Ah, the current students are really not cute.

When Gou Juan came back with multiple desserts, he felt that the atmosphere between his teacher and classmates was delicate.

It's probably the kind of subtlety that Mr. Wutiao hasn't finished eating the Buffy in front of him for so long.

The spellcaster, who didn't know why, raised doubts like "kelp", but only Shizhi waved him indifferently, indicating that there was nothing between him and Wujo teacher.

It’s really nothing, Mr. Wujo said that if he wants to know the name of the person just now, he can ask his classmates. Although what happened last Christmas was required to be kept secret, there is no absolute secret to Shizhikong.

Shizhi quietly glanced at the white-haired teacher whose heart sounds were obviously messed up, turned his head to the side, and concentrated on solving the snacks bought by Gou Juan Jia.

He mentioned the name just now casually. If Mr. Gojo hadn't asked about Yokohama's "black pitch black", he wouldn't have brought up his own teacher as an example.

——It made him discover an interesting secret.

A few thoughts flashed through his mind, and Shizhi quickly put the boundless ideas behind him.

He casually answered Goujuan's curiosity, half-covering that Yokohama is not a good place, it's very messy there, and there are strange people telling Goujuan to be careful next time he goes there.

Komaki nodded in agreement, the forces in Yokohama are complicated.

The treat written by Yizhizhi in the report and paid for by Gojo Satoru finally ended in Shizhikong's soliloquy and Goujuji's report.

At the urging of his colleagues, Wutiao finally decides to take the two students who skipped classes with him back to school, but before he leaves, he still throws a question to Shizhi.

"Student Shizhi has always been very close to Ji, well... I have been teaching you for so long, so I should call you by your name."

"Sora thinks that the encounter between himself and Twister is destined? Indeed, your abilities are very compatible. To be precise, Twister is lucky to meet a mind-reading person."

"However, there are so many strange abilities in this world, and there are also many ways to express spell power. Suppose one day, Sora, you meet someone who can even curb your mind-reading ability. What choice would you make?"

In the end, Gojo Satoru messed up Shizhi's short silver hair with a smile, and left before his student used his magic power to conjure an arrow and stab him.

Shi Zhikong didn't take Wujo Wu's words to heart. His opinion was contrary to his teacher's. The world is so big that meeting people with specific abilities is not as easy as imagined.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have stayed in a remote village for more than ten years until he was observed by the "window" at the beginning of the year because of his own ability to go berserk.

Of course, there is more or less the reason why Shi Zhikong was closed in a remote shrine.

Later, Shizhi heard about the man in Mr. Wujo Wu's heart from his classmates or from his heart, and when he heard that the man had seriously injured Gouju, Shizhi narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

"Ji, you said that I will restore him now..."

"[Forbidden speech]."

Fortunately, Goujumaki rescued the scene in time, and after people swallowed back what they shouldn't have said, Shizhi's attention was diverted from last year's Christmas to his next task.

Yes, Goujuanji is going to do tasks with Senior Qihai, but without Shizhikong.

There is nothing wrong with such a task configuration. Qihai Jianren seconded the quasi-first-level conjurer Gou Juanji from the school. From the point of view of the difficulty of cursing, there is no need to bring another first-level conjurer.

Shizhi, who was still under the statute of limitations, pursed his lips, and when he was able to speak, he just replied flatly.

— a little weird.

Shizhikong is not a good student in the teacher's eyes.

Just like Gojo Satoru was a problem student at the High School of Conjuration when he was studying.

After Shi Zhikong came to study, he took over the title of problem student who caused the teacher a headache.

The former skipped classes, took errands, and was self-centered, while the latter lacked common sense. He didn't teach well when he was taught Wutiaowu in the first grade. When he was in front of other teachers, he found that he had learned most of Wutiaowu's bad habits.

For example, now, he missed class and sat on the roadside railing a few streets away from Jugao, sliding his mobile phone back and forth.

Standing in front of him was an ordinary-looking man with brown hair and black eyes. He couldn't be found in the crowd. Only those black eyes shone with fanaticism.

Shizhi, who was stared at by the man, didn't look back at him. Shizhi reacted to the man's gaze as usual, only staring at his mobile phone.

After a while, Shizhi received the news that he was safe, asked for a little bit of location information, and sent the location directly from the other side.

The silver-haired boy immediately smiled, turned the phone to the man waiting in front of him, and clicked the location displayed on the screen with his index finger.

"It's here, don't think about the wrong place." Shizhi paused for a second in the middle, as if thinking about the name, "Mr. B will definitely help me with this?"

Some of the tone is like coaxing a child, but when you listen carefully, it has a somewhat confusing tone, and even the rising sound at the end is touching.

The black-haired man with fanaticism in his eyes agreed without hesitation, his expression was agitated, and he wished Shi Zhikong could tell him to do a few more things.

"Master Shizhi, I'm ready!"

From Tokyo to Yokohama, Juzhisora ​​took five seconds.

When Gou Juanji and Qihai Jianren got off the school bus for a few minutes, he just lowered his head to reply to a message, and then looked up to see the silver and black figure who was supposed to be in class in Tokyo.

Holding the mobile phone, Shi Zhikong stood there with a smile and waved to Goujuan, with peach blossom eyes.

"Spine, I'm here to do the mission with you~"