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Yi Guyoutai is very dangerous.

Until the second before entering the haunted house, Erika still didn't understand why Otoko Yuta, who had recovered her memory, behaved so normally.

It's not like Dazai Osamu or the two-faced Su Nuo. He doesn't even plan to test it, as if he is sure that she is the [Atobe Erika] he knows.

"Are you watching Yuta?"

Seemingly aware of Erika's wandering eyes, Gojo Satoru said "Huh?", turned his head generously, and looked at Otoko Yuta who was not far away.

The sunlight at the entrance of the game was blocked, the light was very dark, and he was wearing sunglasses. Erika thought it was a miracle that Gojo Satoru didn't trip over the steps just now.

"Because it's a bit strange." Erika bit the paper straw flat, and continued Gojo Satoru's words without changing her expression, "Senior Oto is the same student as Senior Maki and the others?"

"Yes."

"That is to say, Senior Oto is also the companion of [Senior Atobe] who looks exactly like me?"

Gojo Satoru looked down at her, and smiled coaxingly: "Are you jealous, Erika?"

... It's all about where.

She just wanted to confirm the source of Yi Guyou's favorability value.

"If you're referring to my poor student, Yuta and her actually have nothing to do with each other." Wujo Satoru said in a relaxed tone, "That [Erika]'s purpose is relatively clear, and he only sees Ji alone at all. .”

In other words, her memory of the copy of the game she played is not wrong, and Yigu Yuta's ridiculously high affection for her has nothing to do with her name or appearance.

Therefore--

He really recovered his memory! !

Even more terrifying.

Erika lightly bit her curled knuckles, a little confused about what Otoku Yuta wanted to do.

Having said that, when she attacked Yigu Youtai, until the BE ending was played, his favorability was actually only 83.

Why is it higher now than that time!

"Erika." Gojo Satoru called her name, "Aren't you afraid?"

A question mark appeared on the golden head, Erika thought for a moment that Gojo Satoru, who was already invincible, had recently learned mind reading skills, she raised her lowered head, and the moment her thoughts came back, she heard her companions behind her. screams.

"What are these... Hey, these are shoes that I bought at a huge price, pay me back!!"

"Has anyone seen the knotweed?"

"Hey, is it gone? Maybe a ghost ate it hahaha."

"..."

"Ah, ah, don't say such terrible things, you!"

It turns out that Gojo Satoru refers to these ghosts that suddenly appear in the haunted house.

"But don't you already know it's someone pretending to be?" Erika felt strange. She stopped and looked at her companions who had been scattered by the weak light of the flashlight.

Although there was an element of her being in a daze just now, it seemed that there were no ghosts emerging from her side?

Could it be!

Erika looked at Gojo Satoru as if suddenly enlightened.

Is it because Gojo Satoru has such a bad personality that even the staff of the haunted house can tell at a glance!

"Hey, does Erika think so?" Gojo Satoru followed her and stopped, rubbing his chin, with a light tone, "Unfortunately, it's true."

real?what is trueGhost?

Erika suddenly realized something and widened her eyes.

Although her expression didn't change much, Erika raised her vigilance, she subconsciously held the gun pinned to her waist, "Teacher, if you're telling a joke, it doesn't sound funny."

Wujo Wujo tilted his head: "No, I'm serious."

He put his hands in his pockets and didn't turn on the flashlight, just stood there casually, with no intention of doing anything at all.

"But except for Youta, this should be the first time everyone has seen a ghost." Gojo Satoru squeezed his chin and said thoughtfully, "Well, it doesn't matter if we let everyone practice their hands."

Erika suddenly remembered what he and Takeshi Yamamoto had said about "extracurricular teaching".

Have you planned it since then?

"Kumizhang-kun is gone." Erika reminded him, planning to go back, "The most important thing now is to find Mr. Huzhang, right?"

"Oh! What a nice expression, Erika." Gojo Satoru patted her on the shoulder, applauding perfunctorily as if praising a primary school student.

Erika could clearly hear the sarcasm in his voice.

"They're just low-level guys, Yuuhito can handle it by himself. But Erika..."

Gojo Satoru's eyes flickered, and he continued to say heartlessly: "Girls your age are ghosts' favorite."

...Where do you put Wild Rose and Maki-senpai?

No.

Erika understood.

She was still puzzled why Gojo Satoru had been by her side all the time. Was it because she was the worst, the only one who could be killed by the so-called ghost?

Damn, she's not good at this level.

After the previous battle, Erika would occasionally sneak out of the dormitory in the middle of the night to practice spells on the young saplings. Although her own ability to master spells alone might not be as good as Wild Rose and the others, she has a system Now, the points are still quite rich, even if he can't play to the previous level, he won't be easily led by the dog.

"Your words sound suspicious, teacher." Erika raised her foot and walked back, "Let's help find Knotthu Zhang-kun together."

As Erika was walking, her toes suddenly hung in the air.

……

It's an insult!It's an insult to her height!

She stared at the ground in silence for a while, then turned her head and shone the flashlight on Gojo Satoru's face: "I'm going to be angry."

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to have made much effort, he let go of the hand holding Erika, and explained decently: "If you walk back, you will be caught by the ghost."

"You just said that they are all low-level guys."

"But Erika is different."

Gojo Satoru spoke casually, with a smile still on the corner of his lips, but his tone changed subtly.Gojo Satoru, who pondered for a while, lowered his two fingers pinching his chin. He stared at the person in front of him, and suddenly made an exaggerated and threatening gesture.

Sure enough, Erika was so frightened that she took a step back subconsciously.

Gojo Satoru laughed loudly: "It's like this, it will be eaten."

It's not that he lied.

That ghost has been with Erika for a long time.

At the beginning, when Erika was studying outside the classroom for the first time, she secretly hid in the dark, as if confirming that Erika was Erika.

To actually covet his students in front of him, no matter how you think about it, it is very annoying.

He couldn't sleep anyway, so Gojo Satoru, who found himself a nighttime leisure activity, simply sat on the tree outside the enchantment of the high school of conjuration that night.He bent one leg, put his elbow on his knee, and yawned lazily.

The little snowflakes just fell on the back of his hand, a white ball that melted into transparent drops in the hot and dry air of Tokyo at the end of April.

Gojo Satoru slowly raised his eyes, his gaze penetrated the mist in the mountains, and finally fixed on the gradually clear shadow.

Unlike the guy he killed casually before, Wujo Wuguang recognized it at a glance, it was an extremely powerful ghost.

The ghost under the moon looked at him with pity, obviously he was the one sitting on the tree, but Gojo Satoru had the illusion of being condescendingly underestimated.

Unnecessarily infuriating.

If he had known that the guy who called himself Tong Mo was here, he would have picked another place for extracurricular teaching.

Thinking so, Gojo Gobi made a horn gesture, and announced loudly to the students not far behind: "It's so slow~ I'm going to leave you guys~"

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to tell you, these ghosts are real ghosts, be careful not to die."

He thought for a while, and suddenly a light bulb popped up in his head.

Gojo Satoru continued to add: "That's right, for the sake of fairness, Yuta and Tochi are forbidden to intervene."

The dog, who was about to pull down the zipper, paused: "...Okapi?"

Gojo Satoru: "Because if Thorn makes a move, everyone won't even have a chance to practice."

Veins appeared on the forehead of Nagasaki Wild Rose. She swung a hammer on the face of the ghost that fell from the sky, and she still turned her head and shouted at Gojo Satoru: "Who wants that kind of opportunity! Idiot!"

It was clearly agreed to come out to play, but somehow it became like this.

If I had known she would be wearing a uniform today, it would be very difficult to wash the blood splashed on the clothes!

"It's too much, this is a personal attack on me, teacher." Facing the words of Nagasaki Wild Rose, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to be hit at all. Spinning around happily, "It's decided! Ten points will be deducted from Nagizaki-san!"

Nagasaki Haruka was so angry that he was able to throw a softball and smashed the flashlight on his head.

Gojo Gojo blinked his eyes, didn't even move his feet, turned his face sideways and avoided it.

The poor flashlight rolled twice on the concrete floor, the white light flickered for a while, and finally dimmed feebly.

As a result, the already weak light source in the room dimmed a bit, and even more tragic screams soon echoed in the air.

The arc of Gojo Satoru's lips widened viciously, he had no intention of staying, his eyes met with Otoko Yuta hidden in the darkness for a moment, and then slowly retracted.

"Let's go." He said to Erika, "Let's go find Yuren."

Erika was taken aback for a moment, and followed Gojo Satoru's footsteps.

"I thought you said Mr. Knotweed could handle it by himself?"

"That's right." Gojo Satoru looked straight ahead and smiled leisurely, "So I lied to you."

"After all, Erika would run back if she didn't say that."

"..."

There was the sound of the door closing behind her, and Erika seemed to see the devil's horn growing from Gojo Satoru's head.

Forget it, although Gojo Satoru usually looks flamboyant, he probably wouldn't make fun of the safety of the students.

Thinking of this, Erika took a deep breath, and she took a step forward, stepping on the broken flashlight that Nagasaki Yakawi had smashed with the sole of her shoe.The cylinder rolled forward with a gurgle, and Erika almost split a fork along with it.

Gojo Satoru pulled her up as expected, his outstretched hand paused for a moment when it touched the back collar of the other party, and finally turned to wrap her waist.

Erika seems to get angry if she pulls her collar.

Gojo Satoru learned from the previous failure, and with a little force, he pulled the opponent into his arms.The natural warmth from the human body was mixed with the unique fragrance. Gojo Satoru's chin inadvertently rubbed against the soft gold. He blinked and subconsciously searched for a comparison in his mind.

The taste of bellflower.

Shampoo?perfume?ah!It's perfume.

After all, Erika is so poor, the shampoo should be the one provided in the dormitory.

This kind of action only lasted for a short moment, so it didn't look intimate, but seemed natural and caring.

After Erika maintained his balance, Gojo Satoru quickly withdrew his hand.

It was so close that he himself couldn't tell whether he was the one who deliberately induced Erika to fall just now.

Obviously at first he thought of teasing him, but his body reacted faster than his mind.

Gojo Satoru, who was too lazy to think about why, snapped his fingers, and the closed door in front of him creaked open, and the dazzling sunlight immediately filled the whole room.

He stood where he was, until Erika stood at the door and called his name, then slowly raised his legs.

Gojo Satoru turned his head away from the blind corner of Erika's line of sight, he gestured victory to the monitor in the corner of the room, and mouthed silently.

[Bye bye~Tong Mo-kun~]

All in all, very childish.

Erika didn't care what Gojo Satoru was doing, she wanted to detour to the entrance to see if there were any ordinary people who had entered the haunted house, but her eyes locked on the pink shadow squatting by the railing first.

Before she had time to react, Gojo Wujo's joyful voice sounded first.

"It's a little faster than I thought, Yuren."

Knotabagi Hisohito paused, and his head, which had been drooping listlessly, suddenly lifted up.

"Oh! Gojo-sensei! Atobe!" The boy who jumped up like a small animal looked around, and after confirming that there were no other people coming out behind Gojo Satoru, he scratched his head in confusion, "Where are Fuhei and the others? "

"Still fighting ghosts to the death."

"Ghost? Is it a staff member?"

Knotaba Yuhito looked very confused.

Erika was shocked, and she tentatively asked Yuzu Yuhito: "Where did you go just now, Mr. Knotabazu?"

"Huh?" Knotaba Yuhito stopped pressing the hand on the back of the neck, his eyes moved up, and recalled, "When I just entered, someone suddenly grabbed me and said that I had won the lottery, and then took me inexplicably to the Out of sight."

He curled the corners of his lips in embarrassment, "But they seem to have mistaken people."

...It's surprisingly easy to cheat.

"Want to take a photo?"

"what?"

"It's a commemoration of victory!"

Gojo Satoru shook his phone, as if he regarded the students who were cruelly left behind by him as losers.

Yuzu Yujin was puzzled: "Ah, but I was brought out by the staff."

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but wrap his arms around his neck, "What's the matter, Youruto. Luck is also a kind of strength."

There is still doubt in the tone of the knotweed Youren: "Really?"

"Yes."

"I see!"

……

cheated.

She has just witnessed a scene where a strange adult seduces a cute child.

Erika's lips just opened, but they stopped because of the click of the camera.

He took it!He took it when she was unprepared!

For a girl, it was a disaster.

No, no, it shouldn't be too bad... It's terrible! !

Erika looked at herself on the screen of Gojo Satoru's phone, her eyeballs trembled.

Not only did the left eye not open, but the right eye was covered by the hair!And what the hell is this half-open mouth movement!

——Am I... so ugly?

Erika fell into a vortex of self-doubt, the air pressure around her became low, and even her beautiful blond hair lost its luster.

"Hahaha."

This is the laughter of Knotaba Yuhito who looked closely at the photo.

To be laughed at.

Erika had the urge to use the flames of anger to burn Gojo Satoru into a bald head.

"I just found out, Atobu, you are very similar to a rabbit."

"...Are your teeth white?"

"Do not."

Knotabagi Youruhito didn't seem to know how to explain it, he thought for a while, the wrinkles between his brows loosened, and his smile was bright and dazzling.

"Maybe it's the feeling of being bullied?"

The boy's hair was soft and fluffy, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his tough neck.Behind him is the blue sky, white clouds, and the slowly turning Ferris wheel.

Knotaba Yuhito had no idea what he said.His voice was sincere, and he shared his inner thoughts generously.

Erika squeezed her hot earlobe, and looked away guiltily.

——This is the picture seen by Otoko Yuta, who was the first to walk out of the haunted house after Gojo Satoru.