The strongest conjurer wants me to confess

Hearing a satisfactory answer from Knotabagi Yuren, Principal Ye Moth finally let them go.

Knotabagi Yuhito touched his beaten head, with an excited smile on his face after passing the test, excitedly repeating his answers when he passed the test three times along the way.

Kong Xian patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "You will pass the test. With such a shortage of students, Principal Ye Moth will not give up any student."

Yuzu Yujin touched his nose, and said to himself: "Really?"

So I never mentioned my qualified answer again.

Gojo Satoru walked in front, introducing the school's flowers and plants along the way, Kong Xian remembered the security measures the principal said before leaving, so he asked sincerely: "Teacher Gojo, how are the school's security measures?"

A school's security measures are extremely important, after all, it is related to the safety of teachers and students in the school.

Wujo Wu put his hands in his pockets, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I'm here, do you need security measures?"

Kongxian, Knotweed Yujin: "..."

Excuse me, it's because they haven't fully realized Wutiao's invincibility.

After winding around, he soon arrived at the dormitory area. Gojo Satoru stood still in front of a room, and opened the door: "Here we are, this is the room of Yuzu Hirohito's room!"

Yuzu Yujin had already rushed in, leaped onto the bed, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "Wow, it's so spacious, so great!!"

In the back of the empty string poked the probe, the eyes of no-promise stared straight.

Huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a forest oxygen bar when you open the window, a huge single bed, you can even do somersaults on it, there are wardrobes, desks...

——Sure enough, temples cannot be generalized from the outside, the inside is the core.

Kong Xian was so excited that he couldn't speak, as expected, conjurers were a profitable industry.

She suddenly understood why the outside of the school looked a bit down and out, it was because it was a historical relic, and antiques were the most valuable.

Gojo Satoru leaned on the cabinet, tapped his fingers casually, noticed that the empty string didn't make any sound like a wooden figure, looked up at her, and asked, "How is it, isn't it great!"

Kong Xian slowly gave a thumbs up: "Single-person, single-room luxury dormitory, the enjoyment of nobles, the price of ordinary people."

Hearing the unsatisfactory answer, Gojo Satoru smiled slightly, and the frequency of finger tapping became more cheerful.

After Yuzu Yujin rolled over on the bed and opened the window, Kong Xian saw that he had taken out a poster of the big cousin with blond hair and blue eyes from nowhere and hung it up.

Good guy, the taste is really good, and he really is a like-minded entrepreneurial partner (cross out).

Kong Xian turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru, and actively asked questions: "Teacher Gojo, when I came here just now, I felt that there was no one in the school."

"All the second and third graders have gone out to do tasks and will come back after a while, so now there are only you first graders in the school."

"Oh? That's it, then who else is our first-year student besides Fu Hei?" Kong Xian blinked his beautiful eyes and looked expectantly at Teacher Wutiao.

She likes to be lively, and hopes to have many cute little sisters, so that on weekends, she can go shopping and taste desserts together, and she can even hold parties during holidays.

The school building looked ascetic, and she didn't want to stay for a long time and become the same as the school.

Just talking about Fu Heihui, he was resting in the room when he noticed the movement, and came over wearing slippers, frowning displeasedly: "It's so noisy, isn't there still a lot of vacant rooms? Live here?"

Kongxian turned to look at him, and shook his head: "It's not me, it's Youren who lives next door to you, congratulations on becoming close neighbors."

Fu Heihui looked at her, the girl was beautiful, her black hair was tied up, her exposed neck was white and delicate, her facial features were exquisite, and there was no fault in her whole body, she looked like an obedient student.

It's a pity that he has a mouth that is particularly capable of speaking.

Fu Heihui scratched the hair that was curled up due to sleeping for too long, and turned his displeased eyes to Wujo Wu: "Mr. Wujo, it's too noisy."

Gojo Satoru shrugged a little aggrievedly: "It would be nice to have more fun, everyone is in the first grade, so we should communicate more."

Fu Heihui frowned and just wanted to say no need, when she saw Yu Zhang Youren jumping out of the room, when she saw him, she grinned happily to the back of her ear: "Fu Hei, you look You are recovering well, how are you, are you still not feeling well these days?"

Kongxian looked at Fu Heihui's smooth forehead, and there was a trace of shock on his beautiful face: "Sure enough, it is the world's top medical technology. I saw Fu Hei's head was bleeding that day, and I thought it would leave a scar."

"Yes, yes, it looks really good, as if the skin has turned white."

"Really, I feel that student Fu Hei's hair is much thicker, it's like getting a hair transplant!"

"..."

Facing the two enthusiastic faces, Fu Heihui frowned and was speechless. After a moment of silence, his brows loosened, and he said, "Just don't make trouble."

Fu Heihui had a close neighbor communication with Knotabagi Yuhito, and then she was going to Kongxian's dormitory. She had longed for a luxurious dormitory with one room per person for a long time, but she still didn't meet other classmates along the way.

What about first graders?

She looked around and couldn't help wondering: "Teacher Wutiao, where are the other students in the first grade?"

Gojo Satoru whistled in a cheerful voice: "By the way, I forgot to mention just now, we are going out tomorrow to meet the last student of the first grade."

The smile on Kong Xian's face froze, she looked at the lonely campus with many thoughts in her heart.

Last student?

It is known that there are Megumi Fuguro, Yuzuhito and her in the first grade, plus the last classmate——

Only four students?It still happened to be a table of mahjong.

Is this the number of students a normal school has?Are you sure it's not a ghost school?If it weren't for her and Youran, wouldn't there be only two people in the first grade who depended on each other?

Wujo Wu saw that her bright smile had collapsed, and a nasty smile appeared on her face like a joke: "I said it a long time ago, there are few conjurers, and they are still high-risk occupations. What's wrong, do you regret it?"

Kong Xian touched his face, let his stiff face relax a little, and then looked up at Gojo Satoru.

Teacher Wutiao is tall, about 1.9 meters, with broad shoulders and long legs. The sun shines in from behind him, and she falls directly into his shadow.

She instantly realized that conjurers were facing a tragic situation with few people, and she couldn't help but feel that her future was brighter.

More meat and less monks, this is really a profitable industry.

Kong Xian shook his head, expressing that he didn't regret it at all: "No, Teacher Wutiao, I don't regret it, it's just a little sad."

"The Tokyo Metropolitan Higher School of Magic has such a first-class teaching environment, but the number of students is scarce. I am just worried about the development of the school."

Gojo Satoru looked at the frowning look of the girl in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth as if he was amused.

——You have just entered school, so you start to worry about the development of the school?

He touched her head and said lightly, "Let's go, I'm here, what are you worried about?"

Kong Xian followed Gojo Satoru, listening to him talk about school matters, but his thoughts shifted from the luxurious dormitory where one person has one room to the school's talent training.

It is known that there are only 2-4 students in a grade, and there are three grades in the school. There are less than 20 students in such a large school, which is not as large as a small class in a kindergarten.

Cursing incidents happen all over the country every day. There are so few talents trained, is it enough?

As an educational institution with so few students, can it make money?State aid?

Realizing that the girl's thoughts were not on him at all, Gojo Goji pursed his lips in displeasure, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "You didn't really answer the principal's test just now, did you?"

Kongxian came out of the desertion, stunned for a second, and slowly moved his gaze away from Wutiao teacher's face. Although he couldn't see his eyes behind the blindfold, he seemed to have the ability to see everything.

Not daring to look at him with guilt, he closed his eyes and mechanically shook his head.

She was wrong, because her awareness was not high enough, and she did not have the awareness to serve the people wholeheartedly.

Seeing the girl's guilty conscience as if being reprimanded by a strict teacher, Gojo Satoru touched his chin, is he that strict?

Half bent down, with a rare gentle tone: "Tell me, what do you think about the future?"

The deep and magnetic voice came to Kongxian's ears along with the breeze, she secretly narrowed one eye, and looked at Teacher Wutiao cautiously.

But he only saw the huge black eyepatch, and the afternoon light shone on his face, and even the eyepatch became soft.

She thought, Wutiao teacher is really easy-going.

Therefore, she must answer truthfully!

Kong Xian slowly raised three fingers, clasped his little finger and thumb together, and swore devoutly: "Teacher Wu Tiao, I want to become a (rich) conjurer like you!"

This is not the first time he heard this answer from her mouth, Gojo Goto straightened up, putting his hands in his pockets with a lazy look.

—to be like him?Who is like him?

After being silent for a second or two, he bent down, with a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth: "Oh, you want to be invincible like me?"

Kong Xian froze for a moment, invincible?

She registered a new account on the Conjurer Forum yesterday, and saw five teacher's information before flipping through it twice.

Gojo Satoru, a super conjurer, was born in the Gojo family with unlimited spells, and was born with six eyes. Because of his birth, he broke the balance of the conjuration world.

He is indeed the ceiling of the magic world.

But what does this have to do with empty strings?She's not one to knock the ceiling down.

Kongxian looked straight at Wujo Wu's black eyepatch, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, I want to be invincible like Wujo teacher!"

Gojo Satoru looked at her, the breeze blew up her bangs, revealing her smooth forehead, her pupils were black, like a boundless night, her eyes were extremely firm, and there were stars shining inside.

As if amused by her answer, he snorted, and then said, "Okay, let's test the spell power first, to see if you can become invincible."

Kong Xian, who just wanted to become invincible and rich, fell silent.

She didn't want Teacher Wujo to know that she only wanted to be a rich woman.