The fascinated mantra spirit doesn't want to lose his horse today

After entering the classroom, Toru Suzuki suddenly found that there were three more people in the classroom.

The panda raised his hand and said, "Since there is no task today, the principal asked us to come over and make up for the missing content due to the task a few days ago."

Suzuki Toru glanced at Gou Juanji, who was engrossed in the problem, and sat down behind the podium in a delicate mood: "Got it."

The panda put down his hands and continued to write the homework that Toru Suzuki had assigned on the blackboard the day before.

In today's evening class, Toru Suzuki mainly watched them write their homework, and then collected it for correction, and then called them one by one to explain their wrong questions.

He propped his chin and looked down at the students under the podium.

Knotweed is the liveliest move, just for a problem, but he has already started to dance around on the seat, his eyebrows are also tangled into a ball, his face is full of distress, and those who don't know it think he is researching some new moves .

It didn't look like he was just doing a very simple basic knowledge of spells.

Nazaki is slightly better than knotweed, but not much better.With a sad expression on his face, he poked his chin with one hand and shook his head slightly.

Due to the size of the panda, it is obvious that it is not comfortable to sit on the small seat. He has to change his position every now and then, and the chair under his buttocks also makes creaking sounds with his movements.

Zenyuan Maki, who was disturbed, looked up at the panda and motioned him not to move around.Suzuki Toru glanced at her paper from a distance, and found that the writing was fairly fast, and the parts that could be filled were obviously filled.

As for Fu Heihui, it was obviously much more normal.With his bangs hanging slightly in front of his eyes, he quietly took a pen to answer the questions. Suzuki Toru also looked at it and found that most of the answers were almost the same as what he said two days ago. It seems that he has studied hard .

at last..

Suzuki Toru shifted his gaze to the dog Curled Toru.

The gray-haired boy with a high collar covering his face was writing with his head propped up. Although the handwriting was fairly neat, Toru Suzuki could still see many mistakes at a glance.But this is also related to the fact that the second grade has little time to attend class.

But it's Knotabazu and Nagasaki..

Suzuki suffered a heart attack for no reason.

Why do I explain the knowledge points to you two every day, but you still can't write anything now! !

After half an hour passed, Toru Suzuki saw that the students had almost finished writing, so he asked them to hand it in first, and then self-study for a while while correcting.

After Suzuki Toru got the test paper, he immediately took out the knotweed and Nazaki's to correct it.

Unsurprisingly, all the batches are red crosses.

After calling the two to the podium, Toru Suzuki pointed to the first question "Does the spirit of the curse have intelligence?", and asked with some headaches: "Didn't I talk about the possibility that the spirit of the curse may have a high IQ in the first class?"

"Nagizaki you wrote 'no'."

"Knotweed, you are going too far." Suzuki Toru endured a mouthful of old blood and asked, "What do you mean that the curse spirit has no brains?"

Knotweed said to his fingers: "I'm sorry...Mr. Suzuki...I accidentally forgot."

Suzuki sighed inwardly.

What a crime, under the double torment of being scolded and being taught, I still have to give lectures to these two people:

"Do you know now?"

Katsuo and Nagasaki nodded vigorously at the same time, and then replied in response: "Understood!"

Suzuki Toru: ...Are you two special guests on some comedy show?

It took a long time to explain the wrong questions to Knotabazu and Nagizaki, but it was much better when it came to Panda and Maki. After all, they are already in the second grade. In addition to some general knowledge in cultural classes, they also have some practical foundations in the field.

They have met the experience of a first-level curse spirit, so they will not be asked to write such words as "the curse spirit has no brains".

So this group was fairly relaxed, and Suzuki told them a little bit about the content, and then asked the two to go down and make corrections.

Next..

Suzuki Toru looked at the test paper in his hand: "The dog rolls the spine."

After hearing his name, the boy stood up and gave the panda a high-five on the way.

……

Suzuki Toru was completely speechless.

Dog curly thorn, how many sides do you have that I don't know?

Holding the test paper full of mistakes, Suzuki Toru began to explain to him one by one.

However, during the lecture, Goujuanji was obviously not as lively as when he was fighting with the panda under the podium just now, and he was a little cautious in front of the teacher.

but.

Suzuki Toru squinted his eyes, looking at the white side face of the dog beside him.

This pure-faced, usually taciturn, white-haired spellcaster used to be someone who observed his movements from time to time, tried to pick out all the dark spots on his body, and then wrote him thousands of words in a very sharp and fluent language. Black players.

Did not expect ah did not expect.

Suzuki Toru was talking, but he began to recall in his heart.

You can tell by looking at my face that I usually only apply expired cucumber slices when I neglect skin care?

You little spellcaster can still read faces?

Suzuki thought more and more.

Calm down, Toru Suzuki, calm down.

Suzuki Toru forced himself to look at the test paper carefully, so as not to leak his magic power due to emotional fluctuations later.

"From now on, make a set of papers to practice every day, and then come to me for correction when you are free."

He exhorted with a blank face, and then handed a stack of fresh papers to the dog beside him.

The dog, who doesn't usually have much rest time, was like a bolt from the blue: "Mayonnaise?!"

"Go down." Suzuki Toru, who saw the reaction of the dog's curly thorns, finally felt better: "Next, Fuhei."

Before Fu Hei got up, the knotweed stick on his side suddenly raised his hand and said, "Teacher Suzuki! I want it too!"

Suzuki was stunned for a moment: "What do you want?"

Knotweed pointed to himself: "I also want special tutoring from Mr. Suzuki!"

Suzuki Toru: "..."

"Then you will also come to receive the paper later."

Knotweed smiled at him: "Thank you teacher."

"Shall we go to the cafeteria after class? Today we have tempura."

Nazaki also suddenly realized: "That's right, we have to hurry up later, otherwise it will be cold."

Suzuki Toru was funny and helpless: "Understood, but now it's time for evening self-study, Knotweed students should stop speaking freely."

Knotweed hurriedly nodded to express that he would not do it anymore.

Ugh.

Fortunately, there are still lovely students.

Suzuki thought, covering his heart.

At this time, Fu Heihui had already walked to the side of Suzuki Toru.

.

"Fu Hei, you did a good job, but there is a little problem with the last big topic of expressing opinions."

Suzuki Toru picked up his red pen and pointed to the question: "The question discusses the relationship between human beings and magic spirits. I haven't talked about this question. Here you have written a total of six points, and they have all been well expanded. ,but."

Suzuki Toru raised his eyes and looked at Fu Heihui: "You didn't write any positive content. This kind of question should be combined with the front and back."

Fu Heihui was silent for a while, then looked at Suzuki Toru with a serious expression: "Mr. Suzuki, I don't think there is a positive relationship or connection between curse spirits and human beings."

Knotweed and others who were enjoying themselves with Suzuki Toru just now also participated in the discussion.

Nagasaki turned the pen in his hand: "I think so too."

Hu Zhang seemed to have recalled something, and agreed: "The curse spirit is very hateful."

"It's a creature without great love at all. No, it can't be called a creature. Anyway, it's a group of guys who endanger human beings."

The panda reassured: "After all, it is a curse born from various negative emotions of human beings."

"Salmon."

Chanyuan Maki folded her arms and frowned, "Didn't the teacher tell you not to speak freely anymore?"

indeed.

Looking at the extremely angry students in the audience, Toru Suzuki was slightly absent-minded.

Although he has always discouraged Su Nuo and advocated staying away from humans, in essence he is also a curse generated from negative emotions of humans.

Human love is not limited to pure liking, there are also many negative likings, the desire to destroy, the desire to monopolize, the jealousy that arises from liking...

And he was born out of these emotions together.

While feeling the negative love of humans, he also secretly feels happy because he has absorbed the magic power.

Is he not a kind of hypocrisy?

Compared with Su Nuo's pure evil, the hypocritical self is actually more disgusting.

Suzuki Toru looked at the students under the stage.

Although they get along day and night and live in harmony now, if they are exposed one day, they will definitely face the ending of swords and swords in the end.

After all, I am the curse spirit they hate the most.

"Ms. Suzuki?"

Fukuroe's shout interrupted Suzuki Toru's thoughts.

"Huh?" Suzuki Toru raised his head in a daze: "What's wrong?"

Fu Heihui stepped forward and grabbed his hand, then pulled out the pen from his hand.

Suzuki looked down and found a large red ink stain on his white shirt.

It turned out that it was leaked on his body when he was just in a trance.

Suzuki Toru frowned in distress: "I'll go out for a while."

It didn't take long for him to come to the bathroom and try to scrub the stains on his body with water, but the more he rubbed, the bigger it spread.

Suzuki Toru finally gave up, threw the tissue in the trash can, and looked into the distance.

Check out the storage room over there tonight.

The action was interrupted by Fu Heihui last time.

Suzuki Toru closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Apart from the classroom, there was indeed an aura of cursed objects coming from that direction.

Suddenly, he sensed a person approaching.

It's Fu Heihui.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Fu Heihui walked up to Suzuki Toru.

It seems to be to see their own situation.

Suzuki Toru showed his wet shirt on his chest to Megumi Fukuro: "The more you wipe, the bigger the area is.. I plan to go back and throw it away. Now I just want to go to class like this."

Fu Heihui took out a white shirt and handed it to Suzuki Toru: "I just went to the dormitory... I think the teacher may need it."

Suzuki Toru said, "It's a great help, Fuhei-san."

After all, he didn't want to go to class with a big puddle of ink.

Suzuki Toru immediately went to the cubicle and changed his clothes.

After putting it on, Suzuki Toru realized that the clothes were loose and had an inexplicably familiar fragrance.

But he couldn't remember what it tasted like either.

"Is it Fuguro's clothes?" Suzuki Toru asked after walking out.

Fu Heihui shook his head: "Other people's, I don't have this type of white shirt."

"Thank you." Suzuki Toru said gratefully, "It really helped a lot."

Facing Suzuki Toru's solemn apology, the expression on Fukurohui's face became a little unnatural: "It's okay, teacher."

Suzuki Toru grabbed Fu Heihui's shoulders: "Let's go, let's go back together."

Fu Heihui became even more uncomfortable, and the tips of his ears began to turn slightly red.

Even if he wears the clothes of Wutiao teacher, will he like to hook his shoulders and hang his back indiscriminately like Wutiao teacher?

Along the way, Toru Suzuki was chatting with Megumi Fukuro.

Fu Heihui also answered seriously.After all, although Suzuki hooked his shoulders, in his heart he was still very different from the unreliable Gojo teacher.

After all, Fu Heihui is still very polite, and respecting teachers is the most basic virtue.

"Recently, I saw a lot of cute cats on Twitter. I really want to raise one, although I am a dog." Knowing that Fu Heihui might like small animals, Suzuki Toru deliberately found topics related to small animals.

Fu Heihui heard the words and said: "I also reposted a lot, cats wash their faces with their paws..."

Suzuki Toru immediately looked at him: "That white cat? There is a black piece on top of its head?"

Fu Heihui froze for a moment and then nodded.

Suzuki Toru: "That super-cute one!"

Fu Heihui also recalled: "Yes." At that time, he was too cute by that kitten.

"By the way." Suzuki Toru suddenly picked up his mobile phone: "I don't have Fuhei's Twitter yet, please close each other? Then I can see the cats forwarded by your homepage."

Hearing this, Fu Heihui also obediently took out her mobile phone: "My name is..."

Fuguro Megumi reported, Suzuki Toru entered the search bar, and finally clicked the search button on the side.

After successfully finding Megumi Fukui, Toru Suzuki subconsciously clicked the follow button,

The second he clicked on it, Suzuki Toru suddenly realized that something was wrong.

This is his artist account! ! !

If you follow Fu Heihui, won't you reveal your secrets in an instant? ? ?

Suzuki Toru was so frightened that he almost threw the phone out.

But at this time, a warning popped up on the phone:

"You have to pull the other party out of the blacklist to pay attention."

Good guy.

Suzuki Toru was stunned for a second before fully reacting.

He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

I failed to click on the attention, and I was not exposed.

but.

He remembered that his tuba only blocked people who scolded him on Twitter.

Suzuki turned his face dumbfoundedly to look at his black-haired student.

After Fu Heihui realized Suzuki Toru's gaze, he raised his face and looked at Suzuki Toru. The faint street light hit his face, and his expression looked a little innocent:

"What's the matter, teacher, didn't you find it?"

Suzuki Toru shook his head silently, cut his own trumpet and paid attention to Fu Heihui.

Although he didn't say a word, his heart was broken at this moment.

Help.

Who will save him.

Is all this real?

As soon as I get to the classroom, I will go to the Fuhei homepage to have a look.

Suzuki Toru turned off the phone with some collapse.

He really wanted to know what kind of words Fu Heihui had said to him with his terribly handsome face and impeccable temper, in order for him to get angry and drag him into the blacklist ? ?