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

Rime knew about Toru Suzuki being an idol.

However, his understanding is that Master Suzuki wants to become stronger.

After all, after becoming an idol, the mantra intertwined with the love of countless people can nourish Suzuki Toru, a mantra who grows in love.

He has indeed become stronger.

Limei could feel that the richness of Suzuki Toru's mantra had reached a peak.

But Toru Suzuki didn't actually think about it that way.

Although the spell power has indeed increased significantly, but.

He didn't rush to become an idol to become stronger.

Suzuki Toru was thinking like this, while closing his eyes and letting the makeup artist work on his face.

At first, he just wanted Su Nuo to find him, but later on, he gradually liked the feeling of being an idol.

He can harvest people's love without any magic spells, and the continuous package of mantras really makes him feel happy and satisfied.

After Suzuki Toru finished his makeup, Xiao Ai checked his makeup carefully: "It's OK."

"Come on stage, come on stage."

In the show, the host asked Toru Suzuki a series of questions, because this is the first time Toru Suzuki participated in a variety show.

"Is Genki cat pie or dog pie?"

"What's your favorite food?"

"What's your latest wish?"

Some of the previous questions were relatively normal, and Toru Suzuki answered them all.Only gradually, the host began to go astray: "What type of lover does Genki want?"

Ah this.

I didn't say I wanted to ask this before I went on stage.

Suzuki Toru said: "I don't have any particular favorite type, and I think all of them are very good."

Fortunately, the host did not embarrass him, but chatted normally for a while, played a game, and finally said the closing words with a smile:

"Okay, this is the end of our show today! Please pay attention to our next episode, there will be a superstar besides Genki!"

Suzuki clapped his hands, but his mind was already wandering, and he began to think about the sports meeting of Jugao.

...

"Sorry!" Toru Suzuki trotted to the side of the first graders on the playground: "I'm late."

Hu Zhang quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, teacher, the sports meeting hasn't started yet."

Nazaki folded his arms and said to Knotabagi: "You said that day, what happened to the CD incident at midnight."

Knotweed first let out an ah, then scratched his head and said, "I just bought a miniature camera and wanted to install it to see if I was sleepwalking, but I haven't installed it yet. Since that day, my CD has been sitting on the shelf in good condition. Let it go."

Nagasaki took a breath: "Is it so strange..."

Fu Heihui also frowned slightly, looking thoughtful.

Suzuki Toru inexplicably felt a chill down his back.

Although it is true that he is a curse spirit, he still has no resistance to horror stories.

After all, he thinks that Sadako is a hundred times more terrifying than the ugliest curse spirits he has ever known.

At this moment, a group of people in the distance walked towards them.

"Hello, everyone." Jiarui Niuzi led the second grade students to the playground.

It turns out that the head teacher of the second grade is the doctor in the infirmary.

Suzuki looked at her thoughtfully.

As far as he knew, the person in front of him should have mastered the reversal technique.

After greeting everyone, Principal Ye Moth and Yi Dizhi also came to the playground:

"Unfortunately, there are still two teachers who are not here."

Noctua moth said with some regret: "Otherwise it would be even more lively."

Suzuki Toru heard it, but he didn't take it to heart, he just cared about how to arrange the students later.

The first round was a warm-up tug-of-war, with three first-year students fighting against three second-year students.

"Get ready, start!"

As soon as Toru Suzuki, who was acting as the referee, blew his whistle, the rope used for the tug-of-war broke.

Panda raised his hand and asked Toru Suzuki, who was speechless, "Teacher, what is the sentence?"

Suzuki Toru looked at the broken rope, and silently added a rule temporarily:

"From now on, everyone is not allowed to use magic power."

After changing the rope and starting again, the students of the two grades really started to compete back and forth.

Although the strength of Knotweed in the first grade is not small, the strength of Panda and Maki is also great.

In the end, the second grade narrowly won.

Here in the classroom sports meeting, Suzuki Toru, who hides his strength, successfully recreated his image as a sick and bespectacled man, and led his fellow teammate to failure.

second round,

Suzuki Toru looked at Knotweed and the others who rushed out and ran tens of meters, and couldn't help but click his tongue: "The physical fitness is so strong."

No wonder the soul that can bear Su Nuo.

Noctua also looked at the students on the track with admiration: "Very youthful, very good!"

Yidizhi and Nitro were waiting for the students at the finish line with water.

In the third round, Toru Suzuki, who was recording the meter with a notebook, watched the panda throw a shot put of more than ten meters at once, and couldn't help but shouted to remind:

"Student Panda, spell power is not allowed."

The panda scratched its head and turned to Suzuki Toru: "But teacher, I don't use magic power either."

Suzuki Toru: ...Are all the students now so strong?

He coughed and looked at the knotweed: "Start!"

This time, the knotweed was thrown tens of meters away.

Toru Suzuki watched helplessly as the shot flew from the knotweed's hand into the air. It bounced several meters high like a rubber ball, then flew straight out of the field, and finally hit the school's fence, leaving a trail that kept falling. Big pit of lime.

Suzuki Toru, who didn't know how many meters to remember, went to the wall in a complicated mood.

Seeing Zenyuan Maki, she rolled up her sleeves and moved her shoulders:

"Let's see if I can throw it farther!"

Suzuki swallowed silently.

No matter what era the conjurer is, it seems that they are very difficult to deal with.

Already he was beginning to feel pain for his fellow spellcasters.

But it didn't take long before it came to the competition that made Toru Suzuki feel even more confused.

At this time, Noctua Righteousness on the side suddenly said: "This time the faculty and staff are also joining!"

It's a competition of biting the pocky mouth-to-mouth and wrestling the wrists at the same time.

Yizhizhi, Nitro, and Suzuki Toru were all forced to participate, but Principal Ye Moth himself was not required to participate.

The first group is Yidizhi vs. Panda.

There was no suspenseful result, and it ended so quickly that everyone didn't see it clearly.

Yi Dizhi stood up a little disappointed: "I have failed everyone's expectations."

Suzuki Toru shook his head in his heart:

It's okay, expecting this kind of thing, nothing at all.

Next came Glass and Nagizaki, and surprisingly, Glass won.

"I didn't expect Mr. Nitro to be so strong." Nazaki said in surprise.

The family member Nitzi smiled and said, "It's so-so."

In the third round, it was a duel between Suzuki Toru and Knotweed.

For some reason, I suddenly feel a little shy to share a pocky knotweed with Mr. Suzuki.

When he sat down and looked at Suzuki Toru, who had already finished his head, the knotweed became even more shy. He gently moved his face closer, but he could clearly feel Suzuki Toru's warm breath, gently patted on his cheek. face.

"It's arm wrestling, isn't it an idol drama?" Nazaki whispered to Fukuro Megumi beside him.

What the hell is the knotweed doing.

Fu Heihui also frowned in some puzzlement.

Soon, the two who held both ends of the pocky held hands together.

"start!"

With an order, Suzuki Toru just wanted to pretend to be soft and weak, and quickly bowed down, but unexpectedly discovered that

The child of the knotweed is obviously releasing water.

This strength.

Obviously, it wasn't the strength of throwing the shot put tens of meters away just now!

Suzuki Toru felt the soft force in his palm and complained.

This strength is too exaggerated, probably to the extent that Yidizhi can easily break it.

What is this kid thinking?

On the other side, Knotweed was holding the biscuit stick in its mouth very nervously, while quietly observing Teacher Suzuki's expression.

He was afraid that he would hurt Toru Suzuki's hand with too much force.

Because Mr. Suzuki, who is a culture teacher, is completely an ordinary person without magic power.

In order not to hurt him, he had to control his strength.

Suzuki simply didn't show any discomfort or exertion on his face, it just seemed a little bit confused.

what.

Staring at Suzuki Toru's knotweed, he suddenly noticed something strange.

At this time, Suzuki Toru, who was unconscious, still insisted on not exerting any force in the face of the release of the knotweed, and finally succeeded in losing the game as he wished.

In the end, Knotweed apologized to Toru Suzuki with a silly face.

Suzuki Toru rubbed his head a little speechlessly.

Boy, you've had enough water, it's my problem.

Knotweed, whose head had been rubbed, raised his face and smiled at Suzuki Toru, revealing two cute canine teeth, which made Suzuki Toru's heart soften for a while.

I really like knotweed.

The boy seemed to hold back his enthusiasm for no one.

As his cultural teacher, I can often feel his warm love.

It's not just about spiritual feelings.

The liking of the knotweed stick will also turn into mana and gather on him.

While certainly not as much as the fanbase has to offer, he still feels comfortable around Knotweed.

The magic power of the lily of the knotweed wrapped around him like warm sunshine.

Thinking of this, Toru Suzuki suddenly smiled:

It is actually a happy thing to be the idol of Polygonum cuspidatum.

...

When it was time for the final ghost story competition, everyone sat around together, surrounded by a circle of small lights, and told the horror stories they had prepared under the faint light.

Suzuki Toru was also sitting there with his knees hugged and listening, occasionally showing a very appreciative expression of fear.

But at this time, the knotweed couldn't help but began to observe him secretly.

When I wrestled with Mr. Suzuki just now, because I was very close, I saw the eyes under the teacher's glasses.

Are the teacher's eyes red?

so special...

Also very familiar.