My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

Dog Curl Thorn was finally taken out of the dormitory door hand in hand in a daze.

It seems that he doesn't quite know what happened, and he doesn't know how things turned into what they are now. Everything seems to be leading him by the nose. The progress of things is not in line with common sense at all, and it always happens inexplicably. What happened, and then a series of inexplicable things appeared, and finally became the current situation.

Obviously, after something wrong happened last night, it should be difficult to get along with each other normally, but Xia Ye greeted him very naturally when he woke up in the morning, and there was no cross-border behavior that made him vigilant, as if the night attack last night was just A nightmare, in fact, nothing happened - if he didn't find himself hugging the "pillow" in the morning and sleeping all night.

There are even, there are good morning stickers...

Thinking of this, the dog curly spine couldn't help pulling up the high collar, covering his slightly flushed cheeks.

"Ji, Xia Ye, you two are..."

It wasn't until Panda opened the door from the next door unhurriedly that the atmosphere of pink flowers was interrupted.

Because the timing was so unlucky, my wife Xia Ye couldn't help but cast a gloomy glance at him.

"Obviously the atmosphere is just right, I even noticed that Mr. Thorn blushed..."

"Forget it, as long as you leave your private space, you will always encounter such things, so in the future, you must find more opportunities to be alone with Mr. Thorn—kiss, I still haven't given up. If I fail, I will try again." 』

"Mr. Thorn's line of defense is already very weak, as long as there are two more... no, even once, you will close your eyes and kiss by default, right?"look forward to! 』

The faint gaze was taken back, and the panda, which interrupted the good atmosphere, was inexplicably cold after being stared at by the pink-haired boy, but there was nothing wrong with it when he took a closer look. He said hello.

"Good morning, Senior Panda."

"kelp."

"Morning, good morning."

So the murderous aura he noticed just now was an illusion, right?Pang Da scratched his panda's head, and decided to focus on what he was more interested in - so he moved his hesitant eyes to the interlocking hands of the two.

Ah... If, if he read it correctly, the two of them came out of Thorn's dormitory together, right?

Although it was a manufactured curse skeleton, it was still the one who knew the most among the second-year students, and Pang Da couldn't help but start a brain storm.

One room, one night, didn't these two people do something?

Instead of cotton in his mind, the panda curse skeleton filled with a pile of yellow waste fell into deep thought.

Impossible, the two of them are alone in the dormitory, it's still at night, how could it be possible to sleep under the quilt, even he, a simple giant panda, doesn't believe it.

When he was in Yokohama before, Pang Da also found that the male soup was locked, so he knocked on the door of Xia Ye's room with a certain mentality, and then found that the room was empty - it was obvious where the two of them would appear, after all, even The doors are locked.It seems that he should also bless his classmates, Ji is actually the first student who left the single after Yi Gu Youtai, a married person.

And it's still digested internally, so it's a thorn in the side to start with a junior!

Thinking of this, Pang Da changed another bear paw to support his head, thinking deeply.

But having said that, if they really did something last night, with the sound insulation of the walls like the High School of Magic, they would definitely wake up themselves next door, right?

After all, no matter how much you pay attention not to make a sound, the quality of Mangao's plank bed is still very impressive, and Pang Da, who has slept on two beds, has a deep understanding.

So really nothing is done?

Pang Da stared at the dark circles of his silver-haired classmate, not quite believing it.

But after that, Pang Da didn't find any clues to support the storm in his brain. When there are no lessons or tasks, it's training time. This is the common cognition of the second-year students. Panda Tou, following the two who kept making pink bubbles, arrived at the training ground together.

……

Chanyuan Maki came earlier than them, and was carrying a long practice stick for swing practice. After noticing their figures, she stopped, leaned the practice stick on her shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone. Say hello:

"You guys are a little late today."

The silver-haired spellcaster tugged at his collar:

"kelp."

Because I didn't sleep well last night.

"What's the reason..." Chanyuan Maki raised her eyebrows, and then she noticed the light blue eyes of her silver-haired classmate, and fell silent for a while.

So, I really didn't sleep well, but the cyan color is so dark, and I didn't sleep well at this level, it's basically insomnia, right?What's the matter with this guy, he has been suffering from insomnia for the past two days.

Pang Da cautiously moved out from behind the two of them, dawdled to the side of the ponytail girl, and whispered into her ear: "Maki, let me tell you that Xia Ye came out of Ji's dormitory this morning."

Chanyuan Maki's eyes paused for a moment, and then his eyes slowly fell on the hands of the two interlocking fingers.

--No wonder.

Chanyuan Maki thought to herself, no wonder she felt that the power of these two people spreading dog food was stronger today, and she obviously didn't do any other unnecessary actions, but her feminine intuition kept reminding her that something was wrong-it turned out to be Such a thing.

Zenyuan Maki is a little bit complicated.

Although seeing two people floating in pink bubbles, she was forced to eat dog food, but this dog food is also a bit relished... It may be that women naturally like that kind of beautiful scene atmosphere, Chanyuan Maki actually thinks, Seeing my classmates and juniors throwing dog food, I was sour and nodded at the same time.

"Okay...it's time for us to start training."

The hardworking ponytail girl twirled the practice stick in her hand, and then lightly twitched the plush buttocks of the panda mantra:

"We practice gymnastics, Pang Da and I are in the same group, let's go over there."

"Huh? Isn't it always me and Ji's team?"

"Pang Da, you are usually very shrewd, why are you so dull today!"

Chanyuan Maki immediately lowered her voice and said in a low voice:

"Even I can see this wink, what are you doing with Thorn, are you a light bulb?"

"Oh, oh... yes."

So the combination of the girl and the panda pushed and shoved to the other side of the training ground, and the dog curly spine silently watched them leave, and then turned his gaze back to my wife Xia Ye, whose eyes were starting to get hot again.

"……Salmon?"

Do you want to practice gymnastics?

"Of course, I will definitely practice duels with Mr. Thorn very seriously!"

My wife Natsuno happily agreed.

"Physical touch!You can do many things, you can pretend to throw Mr. Thorn down in order to attack, you can grab Mr. Thorn's wrist to "practice catching" as an excuse, and you can also hug Mr. Thorn to do capture practice!Maki-senpai's help was so timely, so happy! 』

The quasi-first-level conjurer Gou Juanji suddenly shuddered.

……

The Dormitory of the High School of Conjuration, the first-year floor.

"...What are you doing?"

Fu Heihui pushed open the door of the dormitory, with the low pressure of getting up all over his body, and his black hair, which was already a little fried, was messed up like a sea urchin at this time, causing Knotweed Yujin outside the door to burst out laughing out:

"Hahahahaha Fuhei, your hairstyle is so messy——"

"..."

Fu Heihui suddenly had the urge to close the door, his forehead jumped, and a crossroad popped out. The black-haired boy who was a little angry twitched his eyes before continuing to ask:

"Come and knock on my door early in the morning. What's the matter? I'll go back to sleep without telling you."

Knotaba Yuhito scratched the top half of his pink hair, and replied in a relaxed tone:

"Oh, Fuhei, I wanted to ask you."

He blinked, then pointed to the quiet dormitory next door, and Fu Heihui's half-closed black eyes followed his finger and moved over:

"When Mr. Wutiao brought me here yesterday afternoon, he told me that this room is a classmate whose hair color is very similar to mine. Mr. Wutiao also asked me to say hello to him. Today I called him to join us in front of the dormitory building. Gather—but he doesn't seem to be here all the time, do you know where he is?"

Fu Heihui blinked, and then finally understood the series of messages.

"……what?"

There is also a classmate whose hair color is very similar to knotweed, why doesn't he know?What happened to the assembly in the morning? Gojo Satoru didn't tell him anything at all!

Being unreliable by her teacher and guardian again, Fu Heihui couldn't help but "tsk":

"I don't know, but the second grade went on a mission a few days ago, and that guy might have gone with him."

As for when the second-year seniors will come back...he doesn't know.

***

The magic training ground.

The two second-year seniors who "don't know when they will be back" stood at one end of the training ground, watching the "practice" at the other end of the training ground dumbly, with complicated expressions on their faces.

"Hey...Pang Da, what are Ji and Xia Ye doing there?"

Zenyuan Maki asked with a blank expression:

"Don't you want to do gymnastics training?"

"...Ah, maybe, maybe it's because of the physical training to practice flexibility and evasion."

Pan Da also stood quietly on the spot, and said in an erratic voice:

"For example, it's like the game of catching ghosts... Xia Ye is a ghost, and Thorn has to avoid the rules of not being caught."

"but……"

The ponytail girl's glasses slipped down two centimeters, and she quickly pushed them up again.

"But to catch ghosts, you only need to touch them. Even if you use curse spirits as a substitute for 'ghosts', it doesn't have to be like this...Do you need to push the whole person down?"

——Reflected in her glasses, the silver-haired classmate was thrown to the ground by the pink-haired boy. He seemed to want to turn over and sit up but was rejected. The hair boy lifted it off, then clasped his wrist and pressed it back...

The two of them just went back and forth like this, never tired of it, the smell of dog food wafted all over the place, even Chanyuan Maki, who had a subtle taste of the smell of dog food just now, began to feel overwhelmed.

"It's instinct."

Fat Damurly said:

"It's a man's instinct to press down."

……

"Mr Thorn, foul with a spell."

My wife Xia Ye, who fell on the ground, complained softly:

"Obviously Mr. Thorn's physical skills are not as good as mine, but once he loses, he will use spells for foul—"

"Caviar roe."

Who told you to pounce on it... It feels like something bad will happen if you don't stop it.

"Is that right?"

My wife Xia Ye blinked her pink pupils suspiciously:

"However, I think Mr. Thorn is very wary of being 'suppressed', so he wants to suppress me even more—"

【Shut up】

"Hee hee, it's on point. 』