My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

My wife Xia Ye's eyes were fixed on the screen immediately.

The time difference between sending the first message and the second message was less than five seconds, while the third message "very cute" was patched 3 minutes after the second message was successfully sent-what does this mean? It shows that Mr. Ji added this sentence with hindsight. What Mr. Ji wanted to ask was the previous question. Mr. Ji wanted to know who took the photo!

"Does Mr. Thorn have a sense of crisis?Is the focus on "who took the photo", is this jealous?So happy, so happy, so happy! ! ! 』

The stupid hair on my wife Xia Ye's head turned up in an instant, and Fu Heihui, who was sitting directly opposite him, couldn't help but be attracted to this hair, and her eyes fell on this hair in a daze, with a subtle look in her eyes , probably wondering why the hair moves by itself.

It's just that my wife Xia Ye doesn't intend to divide her attention at all. Now his mind is full of "Mr. Thorn is jealous" and "I want to go back".

"I want to go back! ! !In this case, the possibility of proposing a kiss is definitely very high!To kiss Mr. Thorns!To do more intimate things with Lord Thorn!I'm going back I'm going back I'm going back now! ! ! 』

"Teacher Wujo, I want to go back to school now."

My wife Natsuno clasped the phone on the table with a "snap" sound, her voice was flat and weird, even her soft pink pupils seemed to lose their highlights, and after the others were stunned, she began to tidy up her things very neatly— ——His only thing is two shopping bags containing "Good Civilization", and he is ready to go when he picks them up, his movements are exceptionally neat, and he doesn't hesitate.

"Hey? What's the rush?"

Gojo Satoru held up his chopsticks, and seemed a little unresponsive, until his gaze behind the blindfold stopped at my wife Natsuno's mobile phone on the table, and then his tone suddenly became meaningful: "Oh—— Teacher, I understand."

"In this case, it is indeed an important matter."

The silver-haired blindfolded teacher nodded seriously, and tapped the chopsticks on the sauce dish, making a crisp sound. While the other three students were still looking at each other and not knowing what happened, the bad teacher reminded them vaguely said a sentence:

"However, as a minor, there are some things you should pay attention to."

Even if the students are very cute, but the cute students are also underage, some things are not suitable to do now - but these Gojo Satoru is unlikely to care, this is the students' own feelings In life, as a teacher, it is enough to remind you.

Moreover, even though Xia Ye has a cute face, he doesn't seem to be an obedient and obedient student... Ah, in short, I hope Tsubaki can withstand this fierce attack.

Gojo Satoru thought so irresponsibly.

***

After sending three messages, Curly Thorn inexplicably started to be in a daze.

The indoor training ground of the Conjuration Academy is actually another form of kendo arena, but it is not the same as the kendo arena. The wooden floor is covered with a layer of smooth wax. If you wear shoes, the soles of your feet are likely to slip, so use You need to take off your shoes when you are on the indoor training ground.

The one who often practiced here before was Otoko Yuta. His usual weapon was a sword, and correspondingly he also had requirements for swordsmanship. Then there was Chanyuan Maki—she was dabbled in almost all spells, including swords.

And the dog curly thorn is not a magician who uses magic equipment. Most of his attack methods rely on words entwined with magic power. The behavior of others...Of course, to what extent it can be controlled, the effect of the spell will be weakened correspondingly according to the opponent's strength and resistance awareness.

For other people, when faced with the "spell" of the dog curly thorn, even if they don't realize that they will be temporarily controlled, they will subconsciously resist, which will cause the loss of spell power and the burden on the throat .

Therefore, even if it is just for practice, the dog curly thorn needs to keep throat lozenges and cough syrups to soothe the discomfort of the throat.If an ideal guess is made, if there is an object that can make him use the spell without any burden, then it means that this person has no resistance to his spell.

For example, my wife Natsuno.

He sat on the smooth floor of the indoor training ground, his eyes were a little empty, Maki and Panda left after the training, he refused the proposal of his companions to go together, staying here alone, his mind was a little messed up, Going back and forth between morning training and what happened last night.

The mobile phone was placed alone beside him, emitting a dim white light in the somewhat dim room.

The interface still stays on the chat history with Xia Ye, and the last communication is the three messages he sent in the past - Xia Ye has not replied yet.

If it is as usual, Xia Ye will definitely reply a long list of messages when he receives the message. The enthusiasm expressed in the chat record is obvious and straightforward. Juejian is used to this way of getting along.

The messages sent will be answered in seconds, and another person's fingers are squeezed between the fingers. Wen Wen's body will often be hugged happily, and the fluffy head will rub against his neck like a small animal. Holding hands is very easy. Comfortable, very comfortable to hug, the peach scent is sweet, much better than the laundry detergent in my dormitory that does not contain softener.

Even if he would subconsciously deceive himself and think that it was just clinging between friends, it is absolutely impossible for him to be ignorant of what should be the essence of the situation—not to mention having experienced such a straightforward night attack...

Kissing is never something that a simple friend would want to do, and neither is a night attack. No matter how close a friend is, it is impossible for a friend to say "Mr. Thorn can do anything to me". This is clearly an explicit, direct and frank Express.

But now, Xia Ye hasn't replied yet.The dog curly spine thought sullenly.

...Besides, that kind of photo looks like it was taken by someone else.

Goujuanji blinked his eyes, turned his dark purple eyes against the dim light, and landed on the mobile phone with the screen on the side again.

The cat's claw socks, cat's claw gloves, pink paw pads, and the delicate legs that make people think about it are actually not exposed, but it just makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Not because gloves and claw socks are uncomfortable, but because other people are taking pictures.

Even if Gou Juanji has no dating experience, there are still many things he should know. After all, just because he can’t speak normally doesn’t mean he can’t communicate. The knowledge of social entertainment on the Internet covers various aspects, and he is an adolescent boy in high school. Sheng, it's normal to be curious about certain things, and even secretly browsed certain websites with Pang Da. Things like cat's claw socks and cat's claw gloves can easily be associated with strange places.

——And, Xia Ye, he hasn't replied yet.

On the lit phone screen, the last message he sent was still "very cute", and there was no movement after that. The corners of the silver-haired spellcaster's mouth, which was hidden behind the high collar, had been drawn into a straight line. A kind of inexplicable unhappiness was churning.

This unhappiness continued until he left the training room in silence, then went to the vending machine on campus to buy snacks and drinks for dinner, until he returned to his dormitory floor, and then stopped at the door of his room.

Curly Thorn narrowed his eyes slightly.

Through the gap in the curtains on the inside of the window, one could see that the lights in his dormitory... were on.

***

When my wife Natsuno left, her mind was full of thoughts such as "Mr. Thorn is jealous", "Won't you be rejected for a kiss", "Can you do something more intimate", and didn't give any attention to my teachers and classmates. force.

I vaguely heard the silver-haired blindfold teacher remind him to pay attention to the information on his mobile phone, and he will take a few of them on a mission tomorrow, but he ignored the specific location or content. My wife Xia Ye couldn't mention the so-called "mission" interest.

——Of course, if he is on a mission with Mr. Thorn, he is still very happy.

"I want to kiss with Mr. Thorn, I want to see Mr. Thorn's foot socks, I want to sleep in Mr. Thorn's dormitory, and I want to do things that are more intimate and intimate than kissing!" 』

My wife Xia Ye was in a very high mood. On the way back, he stared at the chat interface for a while, then the corners of his mouth curled up, his face flushed, but he didn't choose to reply to the message immediately.

"This is also necessary, because if you want Mr. Thorn to realize something, you need a proper sense of crisis~"

『Let Mr. Thorn adapt to my existence, let Mr. Thorn become familiar with my existence, and then make Mr. Thorn aware of this, and become "unaccustomed" to my "non-existence"—already, it is almost successful. 』

"Extremely looking forward to it. 』

My wife Natsuno thought happily.

『Senior classmates and teachers are all very good people. It’s great. There is no one in Mr. Thorn’s house who will hinder us. It’s great. This way we don’t have to take necessary measures. It’s great! 』

"I like Mr. Thorn very much, so I hope Mr. Thorn likes me too. 』

The phone's battery power dropped by another 1%, down to 60%. My wife Xia Ye clicked on the next 10% future diary with anticipation, and quickly skimmed through a bunch of unimportant news, and finally stopped at the last few paragraphs.

『I heard footsteps outside the door, it is Lord Thorn who has returned. 』

『It was the sound of a key unlocking the lock. 』

"Mr. Thorn came in, he was looking at me. 』

"The Lord Thorn closed the door. 』

"Mr. Thorn and I..."

"Battery 50%. 』

In the pink pupils, there was intense burning heat and anticipation.

-

The dog curly spine stared at the warm light coming out of the gap in the curtains for a few seconds.

The key to the dormitory door is in his hand, and there is no saying that there is no spare key. Pang Da said before that he was going to find Principal Ye Moth. Gaozhuan... Then, it seems that the only one who will enter his dormitory is Xia Ye who once used the wire to pry open the door lock.

Goujuanji blinked his purple eyes slowly.

Didn't reply to the message...but ran to his room?

"... pickled fish roe."

He muttered something in a low voice, then held the key and opened the door.

……

The dormitory of the High School of Conjuration is not small, it can almost be called a small bachelor apartment. Different areas will be separated into different spaces. The entrance should be a small kitchen, but the dog curly spine is not like a student. Hei is so virtuous and knows how to cook, so he has been sitting idle, without putting anything.

Therefore, precisely because of this situation, the field of vision at the door is actually quite wide, at least you can see the scene in the bedroom.

The pink-haired boy was sitting at the end of his bed, with the fur on his head curled up. When he saw him coming in, his pink eyes lit up, and he happily raised his palm covered with white cat's claw gloves to give it to him. He sees.

"Look Thorn! Gloves are cute, aren't they?"

It looks the same as the one seen in the photo, with white fluffy cat paws, and fluffy cat paw socks on the feet, and even raised the legs a little bit deliberately, revealing the pink cat paw pads on the soles of the feet.

The bend of the leg is a little tight due to the force, and the concave line of the knee socket is more obvious. Under the warm light, there is a layer of lustrous white, which looks easy to touch-it must be soft and slippery to the touch, right?

My wife Xia Ye shook her palm at the spellcaster at the door again, and asked in a soft tone:

"The meat pad is also very soft, do you want to squeeze it and try it?"

……

Dog Juicy was still holding the convenience bag containing snacks and drinks in one hand, and was still holding the handle of the dormitory door with the other hand. It seemed that he was a bit stunned by the scene he was facing, and he seemed to be stunned at the door.

Then, whether it was subconscious or expected, his fingers hooked the handle, and with a "click", he gently closed the door.