My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

"go abroad……?"

My wife Xia Ye immediately hesitated.

"If you go abroad, you won't be able to see Mr. Thorn for a while, right?The purpose of skipping a level is to have more time with Mr. Thorn, but if the price is to be far away from Mr. Thorn... Could it be that the gains outweigh the losses? 』

So my wife Xia Ye frowned and asked hesitantly: "If I want to go abroad, how long will it take me to come back?"

"We need to carefully measure how long it will take to go abroad. If it doesn't take too long, it can be tolerated. Compared with leaving Mr. Thorn every two days to go on a mission with the first grade, it is better to wipe out all the possibility of separation later. cost-effective. 』

"However, as expected, I still don't want to leave for a moment. If I need to go abroad, I won't be able to hold hands with Mr. Thorny for hugs and kisses, and there will be no way to do more intimate things for a while, and I can only contact through mobile phones..."

"It's disgusting, I don't want to be separated from Mr. Thorn, who is making this kind of decision, can I kill that person?"But if it's Principal Noctua, this kind of guy can't be killed, because Lord Thorn respects him very much. 』

"Yeah, Xia Ye, that's a good question, let me think about it..."

Gojo Satoru, who was sitting in the co-pilot, pressed his knuckles against his chin, and his expression seemed to be thinking seriously, until the car turned an intersection and got into a relatively remote path, he said in a frivolous tone:

"If Xia Ye worked harder, counting the journey, it might only take ten days?"

……

Originally, the foreign mission list was spread across various countries, mainly in Southern Europe, Eastern Europe and Northwest Africa. The High School of Conjuration began to send a special-level conjurer, Yigu Yuta, to the field. According to the originally planned destination of the route, he should now Already in Shawen, Morocco, Africa, but the number of spell spirits in southern Europe has increased unexpectedly...

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, thinking casually that Southern Europe is too far away from the extreme east, including the information that can be collected by the "window", and unfortunately, most of the magic spirits that appear are beyond the reach of ordinary magicians The first level and second level of...

There are also many difficult mafia players in Southern Europe who are difficult to deal with, and there are even quite a few treacherous illusionists. Only conjurers with sufficient strength can ensure that this series of troublesome things can be handled smoothly.

——That is to say, ordinary conjurers can no longer be dispatched abroad. Either let him, the "strongest", go to work with his disciples, or let Yi Guyouta stay abroad for a while, but now, it is There is a very suitable support candidate.

The silver-haired blindfolded teacher turned his gaze to the rearview mirror again. In the mirror, the pink-haired boy with half of his face tucked into his collar seemed to be lost in thought. He was engaged in a fierce battle between heaven and man in his head. Sedumao is almost tangled up to the point of knotting—the student is so cute.

The strength is sufficient, the technique is practical, and the controllability is good. As long as the position of Goujuanji is in the high school of conjuration, my wife Xia Ye, including the super magic spirit he carries, will be an absolute help. Judgments made after the influence of thorns.

A while ago, he was thinking of colluding with the Yokohama mafia to make small moves, but now he is inflated with self-confidence, trying to control another student by controlling one of his students?Who gave the group of old orange peels the courage?Gojo Satoru thought casually.

If it weren't for the fact that the magic world is not suitable for too much change for the time being, he really wants to get rid of those rotten and smelly old things... But it's still too early, why don't you ask Xia Ye to meet the seniors who used to be in a similar situation , I believe Natsuno, who is in love, will get along well with Yuta.

To some extent, he could also be called a "well-intentioned teacher". Gojo Satoru tickled one corner of his lips unhurriedly, and then, as if casually glanced, he looked out the car window absent-mindedly——

A burst of horse neighing seemed to come out of the void, and it sounded without warning, which immediately caught the attention of everyone in the car.

"Huh? Is there any horses in Ikebukuro?" Yujin Yuzuki asked curiously.

No one answered him, even my wife Xia Ye briefly withdrew her attention from her chaotic thoughts and cast her gaze out the window.

"... Celty? 』

After the hissing sound sounded, a pitch-black motorcycle chased up from behind, driving side by side with the cars of the high-level conjurer and his team. Within a few seconds, a guy with a yellow cat-ear helmet on the motorcycle turned his head. With the window of the car covered with privacy film, the goggles of the helmet and Gojo Satoru's eye patch seemed to be looking at each other for a moment.

Afterwards, the pitch-black motorcycle accelerated again, and quickly left them behind, turning a corner and disappearing without a trace.

"Yes, is it a bosozoku?"

Yidichi Jiegao was taken aback, and tremblingly clenched the steering wheel in his hand:

"There are a lot of bad groups here in Ikebukuro, there are a lot of bosozoku and chaotic gangs, and even the one-color gang that has caused big things—"

"--Not."

Gojo Satoru interrupted Yiji Jiedao's words with a smile:

"It's just an urban legend."

……

In the back seat, my wife Xia Ye was holding half of her face with one hand, and holding the phone with the other hand. Her pink pupils were half-closed, and her eyes fell on the screen vaguely, not knowing what she was looking at.

He happened to be sitting on the side of Gojo Satoru near the car door, Gojo Satoru thought to himself, the distance was relatively close, and he couldn't tell whether it was for him or him when he looked at each other through the car window and helmet just now.

After all, the helmet is empty, and it is impossible to catch the eyes of the "headless horseman".

"Nothing, it won't affect us."

Gojo Wufeng said lightly, "Maybe he was just passing by to say hello."

***

"Ikebukuro doesn't have any curse spirits that are hard to deal with. Sending so many magicians directly doesn't mean to make a fuss over a molehill, and Gojo-sensei also deliberately reminded me to carry a weapon, that is to say..."

My wife Natsuno glanced at some of her classmates, then looked away indifferently.

"Are you trying to test my "spell"?" 』

"Because Xia Ye has been doing activities with the second graders for a while, so, in order to let you two be more familiar, let you solve this task together."

Outside the abandoned floor, the silver-haired blindfolded teacher watched a few students file in, and waved his hand calmly outside: "I'm going to buy souvenirs~"

"..."

Only then did my wife Xia Ye look away from the phone screen and glanced at him thoughtfully.

"Souvenir...do you want to take it back to Mr. Thorn? 』

"Ji-kun is a savory pie, so he may not be interested in steamed buns and cakes, but in Ikebukuro, there are many onigiri restaurants with good reviews. 』

Thinking of this, my wife Xia Ye immediately cheered up, quickly made a decision, took the lead through several people, and got into this floor exuding filthy spell power.

"Third level?Quasi-secondary?It doesn't matter, hurry up and kill this curse spirit, and then go buy a souvenir for Lord Thorn! 』

"Without Lord Thorn's charge, I'm sadly about to die... It seems that I accidentally leaked a little magic power, I hope this magic spirit won't hide, right?"Otherwise it will be very troublesome to find. 』

My wife Xia Ye buried her face in her collar again, took a deep breath, and then her cheeks turned a light red, and her pink pupils gave the illusion of glowing in the dim light of the room. Mao was swaying, and he was a little unconscious, and his body temperature began to rise without a trace.

"Mr. Thorn smells so good... How long have you been away from Mr. Thorn?"It seems that there are only a few hours, but I feel that the time is very, very long, and I really want to go back quickly. 』

"I feel so irritable, my heart is itchy, and it's beating fast, and I even feel an uncomfortable feeling in my bone marrow. My throat is very dry and I'm a little thirsty. 』

"I really want to, I really want to kiss Mr. Thorn..."

Salivary secretion began to increase unconsciously. My wife Xia Ye swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then clicked on the diary that popped up in the phone, quickly swipe the screen with her fingertips, and her eyes quickly passed a series of useless diaries.

"Where is it, where is it, where is it?"

Under the more and more weird gazes of the three classmates next to me, my wife Xia Ye was enduring the inexplicable irritability in her heart, while murmuring in a low voice, quickly searching for useful future information.

"The abandoned workshop is empty. 』

"The abandoned storage room is empty. 』

"The abandoned hall is empty. 』

"The abandoned stairwell remains. 』

"In the process of going to the abandoned stairwell, I noticed the spell power of Fuhei, and he seemed to have encountered a spell spirit. 』

"It's the direction of the stairwell. 』

"Battery 80%. 』

……

A layer of gray mist slowly covered the pink pupils, and the clean pink fundus of the eyes was covered with a gloomy haze. My wife Xia Ye blinked, and her gaze stayed at the end of the diary.

"...Ah, it seems that I found it."

***

"...Hey, let me say, is there something wrong with him, my wife?"

Kizaki Wild Rose poked Fukui's arm with her elbow, her voice was a little nervous, and after the black-haired boy turned his head to her, he pointed at his temple exaggeratedly:

"Fu Hei, is he not normal here?"

"Have it?"

Knotweed Youren didn't think so, he leaned over curiously: "Isn't my wife normal now?"

Both of them felt that this kind of topic was useless for him, so they ignored him by coincidence. Fu Heihui just wanted to say "I won't", but when he looked up, the pink-haired boy who was walking in front was gnawing his thumb, from the root of his ear to his cheek. They were all glowing sickly red, looking like they were enduring something, and muttering something inaudible to themselves, which looked extraordinarily gloomy in such a dark space, so he hesitated immediately.

This... This kind of situation does not seem normal, even the magic power is overflowing, that kind of dark and ominous pressure faintly diffuses behind the pink-haired boy, it looks like a thin black mist floating in the air.

So Fu Heihui considered his own words, hesitated and said: "I don't know either..."

"—Since this morning, I feel that something is wrong with my wife."

Wild Rose didn't intend to listen to him, but pinched her chin solemnly, no matter how careless she was, the girl's carefulness would not be worn out, she said to herself thoughtfully:

"It's completely absent-minded. It didn't hide it at all, and it didn't take us seriously... I saw it when my wife opened her coat before. There was a red mark on her neck. Did she fight with his boyfriend?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

Fu Heihui covered his face in pain.

——Please, don't tell him, he doesn't want to know such things!