Today is also a worker

"...So after the Hyakki Night Walk incident, you were considered amnesiac by Mr. Wutiao and the others!" The boy with short pink spiked hair and slow vitality listened excitedly to the speech of the senior who was a year older than him. I just talked about the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk activity initiated by the curse master Xia Youjie a year ago, and the teenager who has never heard of it is very interested in it.

The boy and the senior stayed in a dark room, and the weak light source in the room still came from the TV next to them, and the two of them talked without feeling dark.

The pink-haired boy looked at his senior—in fact, he was more like a junior than a senior. Although the baby fat on the senior's cheeks was gone, he looked younger.The senior has long chestnut hair, which is being tied up with a rubber band on his wrist at this time. He noticed that the young man's gaze had been lingering on his face, and he was a little strange, "What's wrong, Mr. Knotweed? Is there something wrong with my face?" ?”

"No!" The young man is Knotabagi Yuhito - who swallowed the 'container' of the two-faced Nuo finger not long ago, and the conjuration world sentenced him to death because of Gojo Satoru's request. Old Juzi calculated that he had to feign death and hide in the secret room, "Senior Fuji, didn't you think about going to retrieve your memory?"

"I have thought about it, but my memory will be lost for no reason, which means that he was taken away by someone." Sitting opposite Komajo Yuhito is Fuji Shusuke who lost his memory a year ago. After checking the information with Gojo Satoru They came to the conclusion of amnesia together, but this time amnesia is more like a direct peeling than the previous amnesia, knowing that they will not be able to get back the memory for a while. The logistics staff helped out, "I'm not in a hurry for now. Since he took away my memory, he will naturally take other things away. I can just sit back and wait."

Today, he was supposed to train the other two juniors with the other three from the second grade. During the break at noon, he bumped into Gojo Satoru who happened to be busy. As an insider who also knew that Yuzu Yuhito was not dead, he was asked to come over and check How is the control of the magic power of Knotweed Yourhito.

Yes, that is the requirement.Fuji Shusuke recalled Gojo Satoru's calm and intimidating appearance, and the smile on his face was even brighter. It's best for him not to eat desserts in the near future, haha.

Yuzu Yuhito swallowed nervously, looking at Fujisuke's sunny smile, he panicked for some reason, scratching his head, he found another topic to attract Fujisuke's attention, "Senior Fuji, Wujo teacher said that you are helping in the logistics department? Don’t the students of the high school of conjuration generally accept the task like Fuhei?”

"That's the ability to pull out the magic spirit, so that the task will be issued to the magician." Fuji Zhousuke explained it carefully to Yuzu Yujin. According to his understanding, it is estimated that Gojo Satoru never told Yuzu Yujin, who had just entered the magic world. Let’s go through a similar popular science, “I can’t remove the curse spirit because of the curse, so I usually do auxiliary work. Like the work of Mr. Yidizhi that Mr. Knotweed has seen before, I sometimes do it, but Most of the time I still make dolls at school."

"Make, make a doll?! Like Principal Noctua?" Knotaba Yuhito was still holding the ugly doll thrown to him by Gojo Satoru on the first day of his arrival.

"Almost." Fujisuke tied up his hair, and took out a doll from the plastic bag he brought in, "I have studied my spell, and it can be carried by a host, and if it is carried by the user, it can To make the next attack for the user, so I learned how to make a doll with Principal Night Moth."

He made himself a doll that he prepared to give to a student whom he had never met as a gift. The doll is not very big, and a rope is placed on the head as a connection. It is very suitable for hanging on a mobile phone or a schoolbag.Fuji Shusuke peeked at Gojo Satoru's photos of his juniors, so he made a doll that looks like a three-headed body.

Knotaba Yuhito took the doll in surprise, and couldn't wait to hang it on his mobile phone, "It's amazing! The senior's doll is better than the one made by the principal—ah!"

Knotaba Yuhito, who hadn't finished complaining, was punched on the chin by the doll in his arms, and Knotaba Yuhito, who fell to the ground in pain, grabbed the doll and re-entered his spell power to calm the doll down.

"I have prepared two dolls for one person, which can withstand the charged blow of the next level of magic spirit," Fuji Shusuke left another doll. In the plastic bag he brought, besides the doll, there is Knotweed Yuhito these days Necessary daily necessities, "But this does not mean that you can use your life to remove the curse spirit."

He has already checked the new student, and there is basically no major problem with the use of spell power. The rest depends on Wutiao Enlightenment, and Su Nuo has not appeared suddenly to cause damage or anything.

It's time for him to go back to school.

"Yes!" Knotabagi Yuhito watched Fuji Shusuke leave the dark room, and started watching those drowsy movie discs again.

Fuji Shusuke, who returned in a timely manner, came to the playground before Maki and his juniors at the Zen Academy finished their practice, he glanced around and found Fukuro Megumi and Nagasaki Yeqiangwei who were resting after training, "Megumi! "

Hearing someone calling her, Fu Heihui turned her head, and the moment she saw that it was Fuji Zhousuke, she wanted to leave, "...Senior Fuji."

Sure enough, only senior Yi Gu deserves respect in this school.

Fuji Shusuke walked in front of them, and his eyes obviously lingered for a moment on the only one he didn't know, Nagasaki Wild Rose, "I'm Fuji Shusuke, a second grader. This classmate should be Nagasaki."

"Yes, I am Nagasaki Wild Rose." Nagasaki Wild Rose looked at the senior in front of her. Is this really their senior? It looks like a junior, "Are you familiar with Fuhei?"

"Fu Hei and I lived together temporarily in Wu's house before, and that is your teacher Gojo Satoru." Fuji Zhouzhu asked Fu Hei Hui if there was any loss of the doll on him, and after getting a negative answer, he took out the gift he had prepared , After explaining to Kizaki Yeqiangwei with the words of Knotaba Yuhito before, he watched with satisfaction as the person obediently put the doll on the phone.

Nagasaki Wild Rose is very curious about this doll, and its appearance is also in line with the current aesthetics. She is not very reluctant to hang a doll on her mobile phone. "Is this doll filled with cotton? It feels a little different to the touch."

"It's my spell power and incantations." Fuji Shusuke explained, "They don't look good, Nagasaki-san had better not untie them."

The second-grade trio who were resting under the shade of the tree came over, and Panda came over to watch the doll on Nagizaki's phone, and said with emotion, "You're doing better and better."

"Salmon." The dog curly spine took out his mobile phone, leaving a piece of empty rope on it, "Muyuhua."

His tone sounded downcast.

In the second grade, the most in demand for this kind of doll that resists attacks is the dog curly spine. When using this doll for the first time, he found that it can properly reduce the backlash of the spell on the throat, so he can almost consume a doll every time he goes on a mission.Goujuanji, who has watched the doll making process, knows how hard it is for Fuji to make a doll, and he feels guilty every time he consumes one.

Buer Zhousuke took out a doll for Goujuuji and hung it up indifferently, comforting him, "It's okay, I can't go on missions with you usually, it's good that these dolls can help. Ji, you don't have to Guilty, making these dolls is not a very tiring thing for me."

Yes, I am the one who is tired.In a forest far away from the high school of conjuration, the hooded man who eavesdropped on the conversation between Fujisuke and the others retorted silently, and there was no pause in the movement of mending the doll in his hands.