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She is so silly.

Really.

If I had known that there would be so many people, when Tsurumaru appeared just now, she should have taken them and ran away.

When Erika felt that the atmosphere was not right, she was about to show Hasebe the shirt she suddenly saw. She thought it would look good on Hasebe, but when she turned her head, she didn't even call Hasebe's name As he exited, his eyes met a group of fusangshen standing in unison not far away.

The reason for this is because Erika didn't notice the arrival of California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Morita at all.

"I knew that I shouldn't have stopped to say hello when I met Mr. Izumi Mamoru on the road." Yamato Mamoru, who was wearing a light blue haori with a high ponytail, had an innocent expression and a slightly distressed tone. Mister got ahead."

California Qingguang chuckled, holding the knife in his right hand, gently raised his left hand, took off the hairpin that tied up the loose hair on his forehead, and kept it in the lapel of his chest, "Obviously it was because An Ding took advantage of me not to pay attention. Let’s sneak off and buy a present for the master.”

Yamato Morita dragged out the ending sound like complaining: "Hey - don't speak ill of me in front of the master."

The two Fusangshen stood behind Tsurumaru, one on the left and the other on the right, chatting nonchalantly, but their hands did not leave the scabbard.

"It was ignored, teacher."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yigu Yuta was not irritated by what Gojo Satoru said just now, but there was a smile in his tone.

"Compared to whether Erika will be snatched away, the teacher should also notice, what they call Erika."

Of course Gojo Satoru noticed.

But he obviously didn't care.

Especially after Yamato Shou'an said "Mr. Tsurumaru is not good at night battles, the task of clearing out the guys who covet the master is left to me".

Wujo Satoru originally thought that since others wanted to fight with him, it would not be too much for him to fight back occasionally—but with the advantage of six eyes, he was the first to spot Erika who noticed this side from a distance .

So Gojo Satoru quickly changed his strategy, curled the corners of his drooping lips, and blinked his eyes.

"Erika."

All in all, a very aggrieved tone.

"They threatened to kill me."

Almost in the next second, Gojo Satoru, who cunningly teleported, ran behind Erika.He had an expression of not thinking about whether his students would suffer in front of unfamiliar swordsmen, and only thought about how to act like a baby.

And it was at this moment that Gojo Satoru noticed what Erika was holding in her hand, which was clearly a men's shirt.

Big Mao Mao, who was thinking of acting like a baby, paused subtly for a moment, and his sweet eyes became cold uncontrollably.

What, he and Erika have never done this intimate act of choosing clothes for each other like a couple!

Gojo Satoru wasn't an emotional person, so when Tsurumaru pointed his sword at him just now, he wasn't really angry, but just habitually retorted.

But now it's really a little bit uncomfortable.

"Etc., etc!"

From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the movements of her Fusangshen drawing their swords, and Erika turned around quickly, and even raised her voice subconsciously.

"They are Fu Sangshen, you know that, Teacher Wutiao?"

——Fu Sangshen?

--teacher?

Gojo Satoru recalled it, as if in a certain world, when Erika was still his student, he occasionally heard her mention it.

"Speaking of which, it seems that the little lord did go to some strange school before."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's movement of swinging the knife abruptly froze in the air. He stroked his chin, thought for a while, and then turned his gaze to Hasebe, who had a gloomy face.

As a valet, Hasebe is the person who knows Erika's life in this world best.

Therefore, Hasebe put Gojo Satoru into a safe range, and did not stop the opponent from sticking to him.

But now the distance is too close.

Even between teachers and students.

"So cunning." After understanding the current situation, California Qingguang walked over unhurriedly. He didn't do anything, but said in a slightly envious tone, "I also want to be hugged by the master."

The young man who has been able to easily say what he wants now made Erika dazed for a moment. She remembered that when she was in Honmaru, Kawa Kiyomitsu was still silent because she thought that she would be abandoned when resources were exhausted. language children.

So Erika completely ignored the fact that she denied that she didn't hold Gojo Satoru at all.

Qingguang, reflected in the girl's blue irises, raised his hand and pinned the hairpin he took off just now. Erika remembered that it seemed to be a gift from him when he was in Wanwu, but he didn't expect him to keep it until now.

"Hey, are you cuter now?"

California Qingguang smiled and asked very naturally.

"...Qingguang has always been cute."

After a moment of silence, this was Erika's answer.

Kiyomitsu smiled contentedly—at Gojo Satoru, who couldn't laugh.

Yamato Mamoru Anding walked behind Yaki Hasebe at some point.

"Hasebe-kun."

The boy lowered his voice so low that only he and Hasebe could hear it.

"Although it's a little rude, but to deal with this kind of guy, you have to be like Qingguang."

"..."

Hasebe thought about it for a while, and felt that he might not be able to act like a natural coquettish like California Kiyomitsu.

"You haven't even given me a present, Erika."

Gojo Satoru's eyes lingered for a moment on the hairpin on California Qingguang's hairpin, and his tone was as cold as snow melting in his ears.

Erika felt that it was a wrong decision to come out for dinner tonight.

She should have stayed in Yokohama and played Ludo with Mr. Ranpo.

"The teacher has too much taste."

Erika still remembers the time when everyone accidentally stained Gojo Satoru's shirt, and then googled the price to try to pay for one.

Gojo Satoru actually costs 20 yuan for an ordinary white shirt.

Today is different from the past, cheap gifts can't be given away, and Erika doesn't want to spend the savings she has saved so hard.

Gojo Satoru didn't take it seriously, and moved a little closer: "As long as it's a gift from Erika, I like it."

"... Next time definitely."

This time, it was Gojo Satoru who smiled triumphantly at Kiyomitsu Kawasaki.

Kiyomitsu sighed in his heart, then turned to Tsurumaru and asked, "Did those from Awataguchi's family say when they're coming?"

Tsurumaru knew what he was up to, so he replied excitedly, "I guess we'll be there soon."

Even Gojo Satoru would never have imagined that he would be pushed away from Erika by a group of dwarfs 3 minutes later.

Surrounded by the golden color, the colorful little heads called out "Master" sweetly, and naturally wanted to hug him in front of him.

"Speaking of which, the swordsmith who made Tsurumaru-san was also named Gojo, right?"

Suddenly thinking of this, Yamato Mamoru turned his gaze to Tsurumaru who was aside.

The white Fusangshen let out a "huh" and looked at a poor guy who was strictly isolated by the Awataguchi family. With his good dynamic vision, he saw the chat history on the screen of the other party's mobile phone.

[Five Enlightenment]: Yidizhi.

[Idizhi]:?

[Wujo Satoru]: Quickly get me some brats.

Wujo Wutiao paused, raised his eyes a little, and happened to meet the eyes of a certain Wuhutui who was holding a cub and looked at him curiously.

Gojo Satoru and him looked at each other quietly for a few seconds, then raised the phone, and under the puzzled and shy expression of the other party, clicked a photo and sent it to Yi Dizhi.

[Gojo Satoru]: The cuter ones.

Yi Dizhi was shocked and fell off the chair with a slap at the auxiliary supervision meeting. He thought for a moment, and carefully reminded Gojo Satoru that human trafficking was illegal.

Then he received five unreasonable messages from Wu Man.

[Wujo Wu]: Then lend me your house for a few days. Since I am so old, I should have started raising little ghosts.

Yi Dizhi split open directly.

Damn it, the God of Plague scolded him in another way! !He is obviously a few years younger than the plague god Wutiao Wu! !

Just as Yidizhi was about to refute, the chat interface of the phone flickered again.

[Wujo Wu]: If you can't do it, I'll squeeze you into a bowling ball like a mantra.

……

Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight.

Yi Dizhi, who was staring at the dark sky, turned off the phone with a vicissitudes on his face.

...Is it too late to go to live now?

Although it is a happy thing to be reunited with the swords.

But Erika didn't know how to use spiritual power at all, let alone how to find a way to send them back to Honmaru.

So the accommodation of Fusangshen became a big problem.

Gojo Satoru was still laughing at how pitiful it was for them to sleep on the street, but the next second he heard Mori Toshiro happily say "Then I want to sleep with the lord!" He immediately said that he had five or six or seven apartments and couldn't live there. You can buy another villa.

But Erika thought about it, and decided to temporarily put them in the hotel at the foot of the school mountain.

"There are 61, don't you think it's too much, Nitro?"

Gojo Satoru has no self-knowledge of disturbing other people's work.

In order to prevent him from disturbing her before entering the house, she deliberately emptied the stools in the entire laboratory.

As a result, Gojo Satoru actually sat down next to the dissecting table where the corpse was still placed this time.

The corner of Jiarui's eyes twitched, his gaze moved down, and he caught sight of Gojo Gona's ankle that was inadvertently exposed when he sat down because his legs were too long.

Well, at least it was an improvement that he didn't throw away the body on top and take over the whole platform.

"What 61?" Jia Ruozi asked.

"It's the guy who is pestering Erika. That annoying guy named California also told me that everyone used to sleep on Erika's lap." Gojo Satoru said this, with a slightly irritable tone, "But I will When I mentioned this to Erika the first time, Erika rejected me without hesitation!"

"How about it, it's too much!"

It would be fine if Erika's attitude was like that of the unkillable ghost, but those guys who claim to be Fusangshen pester Erika, hug and hold Erika high up every day, and they don't care at all. angry.

Gojo Satoru thought about this, and suddenly remembered what Tong Mo said that day.

【"Hey, you broke the belt, this is Little Fallen Princess's belt."】

Tong Mo is different from other weak ghosts, his recovery speed is amazing.

He poisoned Wutiao Wu in the air, and Wutiao Wu crushed him to death.

Then one of them used the reversal technique, and the other picked up the head by himself and put it back.

Gojo Satoru was too lazy to waste time with him, he originally planned to tie him up for practice with the students applauding behind him, but Tong Mo suddenly picked up a woman's belt from the ground and said regretfully.

【"Erika really likes Little Fallen Princess."】

Gojo Satoru instantly understood the ghost's intentions.

Although Erika is always inexplicably partial to girls with cute looks.

but--

Heh, it's just a belt, Erika won't hate it because of it...

【"Speaking of which, when Little Fallen Princess died before, Erika hugged this belt and cried for a long time."】

……

Gojo Satoru suddenly lost his confidence.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru ruffled his hair unhappily.

So Jiarui Glass watched helplessly as the magic power leaked from Gojo Satoru destroyed the precious specimens on her wall.

"It's too much for you to live until now."

Yarui Glass looked at him expressionlessly, resisting the urge to pull out the scalpel and fight Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru blinked innocently, and saw the liquid continuously flowing out from the cracks in the transparent box containing the specimens.

"Hey, don't you think these things are more important than my troubles?"

Gojo Satoru intentionally made an aggrieved expression.

"Is this something incomprehensible?"

"Hey - have you forgotten, our three years of beautiful classmate friendship?"

"If you mean playing cards in my lab to avoid night moths and causing my experiments to be redone, I haven't forgotten."

Gojo Goku rolled his blue eyeballs, he held his chin, and replied perfunctorily, "I already did it again for you, how stingy."

"Why do you help me do it again, it's obviously painting..."

The sound of the house entering the glass stopped abruptly.

She frowned inexplicably, as if she couldn't understand what she subconsciously said just now.

Gojo Satoru was shocked by this, "Oh, do you remember, Nitro?"

Jia Ruozi raised his eyes to look at him, waiting for Wujo Wu to say another word.

However, the latter has no intention of solving the mystery.

"I won't tell you." Gojo Satoru said, "It's for your own good. If you remember, you will definitely fight me for Erika, but you can't beat me."

Jia Ruozi felt that his face was full of the word "beaten".

She took a deep breath, put down the scalpel with a snap, and decided to stimulate Gojo Satoru's particularly fragile nerves.

"Speaking of which, I saw a man in a blue safari beside Atobe before—don't look at me with that kind of eyes, that man looks no worse than you."

"It seems to be called Mikazuki. It seems that she doesn't know how to dress herself, so Erika has been helping to tidy up."

The smile on Gojo Satoru's lips disappeared, he raised his eyes silently to look at Jia Ruozi, and he spoke after a few minutes, but his voice was a little lower than before because of displeasure.

"What do you want to say, Nitro?"

Jia Ruozi sneered inwardly, and silently turned his face away.

"It's nothing, I just think it fits well."

"I'm so envious, it will be very warm if the daily life is like that after marriage."

……

At a certain moment, Gojo Satoru's sanity exploded into fireworks.

Compared with Gojo Satoru, the others get along with Fusangshen quite harmoniously.

Nagasaki Wild Rose and California Kiyomitsu have a common language unexpectedly, Fukuro Megumi walks with Okuri from time to time, and Knotaba Yuhito is pulled up from the bed by the smiling Yamabushi every morning before dawn and says to go practiced.

So Yamabushi became the second Dongdang in the eyes of Katsuobu Yujin.

Out of their love for pandas, the little knives often go to play with pandas. Zenyuan Maki not only doesn't mind about this, but also looks at the dog curly spine and Yigu Yuta, who are the duo with children, with great interest.

"I say."

With one hand on her hip, she put away the spell tool in her hand so as not to accidentally hit the short knives.

Chanyuan Maki raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at her companion.

"Could you be thinking that it would be nice if Atobe's children were as cute as them in the future?"

Gou Juji calmly looked away, and Yi Gu Youtai deftly pushed the reason to want to find a playmate for Lixiang.

"They're not like Erika, I don't want to play with them."

Rika snorted dissatisfied.

However, the only one who can hear her voice is Otoko Yuta.

But Yi Gu Youtai just smiled and didn't speak.

The days passed by peacefully day by day, and Erika finally learned how to use spiritual power under the guidance of Yaki Hasebe. The moment she connected to the Honmaru, Erika finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She finally didn't have to pay for thirty hotels!

Every time Erika received a deduction notice on her mobile phone, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

If Erika has gained anything in this world, she finally knows why her parents are not at home almost every day.

It must be very expensive to raise her and her brother.

While Erika was thinking so sadly, she couldn't help buying a bunch of things every time she walked on the street and brought them back as gifts for the small dagger.

Before her money-saving plan was completely shattered, Erika handed over her saving card to Hasebe.

The young man in the battle uniform looked at the bank card in his hand and couldn't help sighing, "...It's still the same, my lord."

"It's changing, it's changing."

"But next time if they act coquettishly, my lord, you can't help it."

Erihua looked away guiltily, "...that's why I want to ask Hasebe, only Hasebe won't act like a baby to me."

Hey, speaking of this.

"What was Hasebe like when he acted like a baby?"

She was very curious, so she involuntarily moved closer.

Hasebe looked at his lord, he was speechless for a while, he took a step back subconsciously, which made the girl in front of him even more curious.

Erika grabbed his sleeve and tugged it as he remembered, "Don't worry, I won't tell everyone."

...Where is the question of whether to tell or not!

Press and cut the roots of the long grain part of the ears.

"What kind of thing... My lord, aren't you acting like a baby right now?"

Press cut Hasebe helplessly rubbed the top of the girl's hair.

The golden sunlight spread a layer of warm yellow on Fu Sangshen's body, and the corner of Hasebe's lips moved. He wanted to let his judges pay attention to his demeanor, but when he met his eyes, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

In fact, not only does Hasebe not hate the occasional childish behavior of his protagonist, but he also enjoys it very much.

Just don't want others to see it.

...It seems that we still have to urge her to change it.

Hasebe thought so, and was about to speak, but suddenly felt a strange aura approaching from behind.

He turned his head, Gojo Satoru was squatting on the window sill of the dormitory.

Due to some big ones, Gojo Satoru had to bend down a little.

"Why is this bastard in your room, Erika?"

He muttered very dissatisfied.

"Please call others by their names properly, Mr. Childish Ghost."

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened in shock.

Erika scolded him!

Erika actually scolded him for another man!

No, you can't be angry here, this must be a trap for this man, last time he was compared by that little man in a hat called Zhong Yuan or something.

However, in the next second, Gojo Satoru heard what Erika said as a matter of course.

"Also, I should have told the teacher about it before."

"Hasebe is my valet, so he will stay by my side when I sleep at night."

Although it is in the form of the body.

But Wujo Satoru didn't know.

He snapped and broke a piece of the wall.

Then, in the host's angry roar of "Why is it you again!!"——

By the way, the glass within ten meters in diameter was also blasted into powder.