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It's okay if Gojo Satoru doesn't say anything, but once Gojo Satoru said it, she calmed down.

Erika took a deep breath: "Teacher."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head: "Huh?"

"You must have realized that you have said something terrible."

Gojo Satoru thought about it seriously: "No."

Erika: "..."

Taking advantage of Erika's silence, Knotaba Yuhito, who was so shocked by the news he heard and turned into an art plaster statue, finally came back to his senses.

"That..." The boy's voice trembled in doubt, "... Atobe seems to be only 16 years old?"

"Dangdang—knotweed-student asked a good question!" Gojo Satoru raised a finger excitedly when he heard the question, "To sum up, this must be a vicious trick that the vicious monster came up with to deceive Erika .”

He bent his fingers, and then snapped his fingers, "But don't worry, as a qualified teacher, it is my duty as a teacher to solve students' troubles."

"Hahaha, even though I said so."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga's sword stopped at a distance of one centimeter from Gojo Satoru's neck, and due to the existence of the no-lower-limit technique, he could no longer move forward.

But Fu Sangshen didn't care about it, he raised his snow-colored eyelashes, and he calmly greeted Sanriyue who was surrounded by monsters in the distance.

"Can I trouble you to return the little lord to me first?"

The corners of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's lips were still the mischievous smile of the past, but there was an undisguised determination under the distress in his voice.

"Oh." Gojo Gojo's eyeballs behind the sunglasses moved, he glanced flatly at Tsurumaru behind him, and then glanced at Nuliang Koipan in the distance, "Compared to me, Tsurumaru-kun shouldn't Shall we deal with that monster first?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pretended to think for 0.1 second, "You still hate it."

Gojo Satoru is a magical existence, as if he had Erika Radar installed on his body, every time they secretly tricked the lord out to have a private party, the white head dangled from the tree every time .

What's more, Tsurumaru Kuninaga heard from Hasebe that Gojo Satoru blew up the little lord's room a few days ago.

Gojo Satoru, who didn't feel Fu Sangshen's resentment at all, was surprised, "Eh? Then I'm really sad."

"It's a pity." Nuliang Kaihan's voice interrupted Gojo Satoru. At that time, he had healed the wound just now, and one sleeve of the kimono was hanging loosely, revealing half of his muscular arm. But it's my favorite dress."

The black-haired monster bit the end sound very lightly, and finally raised his eyelids, Jintong looked at Erika who seemed to have remembered something.

So Nuliang Carphan laughed even more happily.

"My sister helped me do it before."

Erika: "..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

The air froze for a moment, and when Gojo Satoru spoke again, his voice was a little deeper than before.

"Erika."

He called Erika's name.

Erika: "...I only make clothes for Barbie dolls."

It's not really a lie.

A game is a game, and any skill can be easily achieved by clicking the mouse.

But Erika really doesn't know how to sew, and she never thought about learning such a thing.

After all, in the previous world, it was better to buy a new one when something broke, and the clothes in several cabinets were not worn several times.

In the words of Atobe Keigo, she still looks best in the Hyotei uniform.

So Erika is the most active one every time she donates clothes at a charity event.

"Oh, so." Gojo Satoru curled his lower lip, ignored the monster in front of him that made him very uncomfortable, and pointed at himself quite seriously, "Do you think I look like a Barbie doll?"

The strongest magician in the world took off his sunglasses on purpose, and he stared at her with those eyes sparkling in the sun, with a serious and lovely expression.

Gojo Satoru is actually much prettier than Barbie dolls.

Of course, it was impossible for Erika to say this sentence.

She had already imagined what Gojo Satoru's reaction would be if she said that.

She doesn't want to do The Lion King again.

Thinking of this, Erika decided not to entangle in this aspect anymore, her sixth sense told her that if she didn't leave now, worse things would happen.

So she opened her lips, wanting to say a few words to Nuliang Liban.

But before that, the monsters in the courtyard rioted as if they sensed something.

Erika vaguely heard a flurry of footsteps from far to near, followed by a shout of "The young master and his friends are back!".

Erihua watched helplessly as the monsters scattered, and the natto monk jumped onto the white porcelain plate under the veranda in a [-]-meter dive, trying to disguise himself as the real natto. Transformed into a human form.

In a panic, Kurodafang was kicked by someone, and fell into the pond where the Kappa was with a plop. Bubble.

I don't know if monsters will be drowned like human beings, but it would be too pitiful if they do. Anyway, Kurodabo is also the special attack captain of the Nuliang group. If it gets out, other monsters will probably die laughing.

"Hey - this is your house, it looks very grand."

"Speaking of which, where did Huakaiyuan go?"

"I guess I'm going...wait! Could it be that you were captured by a monster! Think about it carefully, there must be something like a monster in this old house..."

"Ha, haha, there are really no monsters in my house."

The boy's slightly guilty voice came to his ears, and Erika realized with belatedly who the young master the monsters were calling for.

So her back suddenly stiffened.

She didn't plan to say a word anymore, and was trying to escape with the results of the special training she had received from Su Nuo before, but Nuliang Liban's movements were faster than him.

"Lu Sheng."

He called out the name of the brown-haired boy with glasses.

So 13-year-old Nuliang Rikusheng and his good friends of the Kiyoshi Detective Team stopped together.

Erika vaguely heard exclamations from the crowd such as "Wait, that's Lu Sheng's father", "Good, so handsome".

"Hey, are there any guests at home?"

The naive Nura Rikusheng made a suspicious voice.

Bingli in human form looked at the gentle-looking Nuliang Liban, and then at her young master, as if she had anticipated what would happen next.

She thought about it, and in order to prevent the poor young master from being ugly due to too much blow, she moved quietly, and in the increasingly confused expression of Nuliang Lusheng, she covered her mouth with her hand and stuck it to his ear.

"Little Lord."

"what?"

"As far as I know, the blond-haired human girl standing over there seems to be your mother."

"……puff."

Erika doesn't want to look back at all, she just wants to dig a hole in the ground and be a gopher wholeheartedly.

But thinking about it carefully, the situation is not too bad. Nuliang Liban seems to have considered her feelings, and did not take the initiative to introduce her intentions, but Bingli deliberately lowered her voice. According to the hearing of ordinary people, she should listen...

"That little monster over there, if you say that little man is Erika's child, I'm going to get angry."

Gojo Satoru, who still can't read the air today, threatened solemnly.

Erika who has nowhere to drill: ...

Up until now, she has been hiding her identity as a monster, pretending to be a human, and becoming the most popular beautiful girl in the school. She never expected to be exposed here, and Bingli, who tried her best to make a fool of herself: ...

Tsurumaru who came a step late and didn't understand what happened:?

A classmate found out that his mother seemed to be a high school student who was only three years older than him: ...

The members of the Qing Cross who seem to have discovered the ulterior secrets in the family of their companions and wondered if they would be killed: ...

"that."

Qing Shiji Qingji took a step back calmly, and turned around pretending to be calm.

"You seem to be very busy next time, so let's go first."

He thought for a while, and before slipping away, he still gave Nura Rikusheng a sympathetic look.

"Don't worry, we won't discriminate against you because of this matter."

Nuliang Rikusheng: ...

Nura Rikusheng: Thank you?

[Have you heard? ]

[what? ]

[The first-year conjurer that Wujo Satoru was pursuing recently had a 13-year-old child. ]

Recently, the conjurer group, which was a little lonely because of the extraordinarily busy work of the conjurers, was silent for two seconds, and the speed of the news swiping was almost invisible.

[Hahahaha I laughed to death, in a sense, Wujo Satoru, the guy who loves to exploit people, finally got his retribution. ]

[No, that child is more miserable. ]

[That’s right, if it’s Gojo Satoru, it wouldn’t be surprising if he snatched him over and treated him as his own child. ]

[I become angry from embarrassment!It's anger from embarrassment! ]

[No, it's incompetent rage! ]

When Goujuanji saw the news from the group, he was happily enjoying the tuna rice ball after the mission.

However, he glanced casually at the screen, and the joy disappeared, as did the rice balls.

The rice wrapped in seaweed rolled twice on the ground and landed at Otoko Yuta's feet.

Gou Juanji raised his head and met Yi Gu Youtai's eyes.

"Student Goujuan also saw it."

"……Salmon."

"Any ideas?"

Even though I was asked that way...

The dog curly spine glanced at the screen again, lost in thought.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with thinking, but it suddenly occurred to me that when she was dating Erika before, she seemed to have discussed the topic of children with him.

【"Senior Goujumaki is the descendant of the spellcaster, right?"

"Salmon?"

"That is to say, if the next generation of Senior Goujuan does not inherit spells, I will become an eternal sinner in the spell world."]

At that time, the dog who didn't expect to hear such words blushed. He buried half of his face in the black high collar, and his thoughts drifted away.

Then he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly his whole face turned red, and even his eyes turned into mosquito coils.

【"However, if you inherit the spell technique from Senior Komaki, it seems that it will be quite troublesome."】

The girl who was thinking deeply did not notice the slightly puzzled look of the dog curly spine.

【"Because of the spell spell, Senior Goujuan can only use his favorite rice ball fillings instead when he talks-if he doesn’t like rice balls in the future, he can say [fried chicken][Coke][Takoyaki] and so on every day If so, wouldn’t it sound like I’m going to starve to death.”]

Goujuanji was silent for a moment, and his blushing stopped for a moment.

【"Salmon."】

The boy at that time raised his hand, patted the shoulder of the girl in front of him solemnly, and gave a thumbs up confidently under the confused look of the girl.

It's nothing to worry about.

If you don't like it, at worst, he can correct it with spells.

For example, you can't like fried chicken and the like-although it sounds cruel, Erika is more important.

At least that's what Curlythorn thought back then.

"What, are you all here?"

Chanyuan Maki's voice came in from a distance. She was originally running, but she was stunned when she saw Yigu Youtai and Gou Jujiji together, then she pushed down her glasses and switched to walking slowly. attitude.

Panda followed behind her and approached, looked at Zenyuan Zhenxi and raised the phone in his hand.

"You've seen it all."

"Ah."

"Salmon."

"Although judging from the other party's age, it seems that it should be related to Erika from other worlds." Chanyuan Maki calmly analyzed, "But I just asked Knotweed, and the guy who was one step ahead of us seems to have lived a few hundred years ago. A monster called Slick Ghost."

Yi Guyou looked at her too gently, "Student from the Chanyuan."

"what?"

"Why 'we'?"

"..."

"Just now the students from the Zen Academy said, 'one step ahead of us' - what is the relationship between the students from the Zen Academy and Erika?"

Yigu Youta's question made Goujuanji lose its color in shock, he was nervous for a moment, and he couldn't help but exert force on the panda's hand.

He tilted his head and looked at Zenyuan Maki who mercilessly knocked a knife on the top of Yigu Yuta's head.

"Are you so vigilant, Yi Gu?" She put her hips on her hips and snorted, "It's not what you think, but it's about the same. When we girls go shopping and take pictures together, sometimes we don't want Three people showed up."

Yi Guyou smiled too, lowered his eyes, and found that the dog Curly Ji was staring at the pile of white fur in his palm in a daze.

The panda felt the chill on its back.

As soon as he touched it, the dog rolled his face away guiltily.

"Wow - I'm bald! I'm bald! If this continues, the female panda will hate me!"

"Salmon, salmon."

The shoulder of the dog curling spine was held down by the panda, and he was shaken by the other party.

"Use a spell! Tell [the panda's fur] to grow or something! Hurry up and—"

The dog Juanji was dizzy from the shaking, and he tried his best to restrain his nausea, just opened his mouth, said "Panda", and then vomited his lunch on the panda.

So the whole panda froze.

Zenyuan Maki tried her best to suppress her smile: "It's just right, you can finally take a bath, panda."

The fluffy lump cried and rolled on the ground.

The dog who had regained his balance wiped his mouth. He glanced at the poor panda and was about to apologize when the sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked.

Gou Juanji raised his head suspiciously, and met Yi Gu Youtai's eyes.

"I don't hate Goujuan."

The black-haired boy said.

"So, do you want to work with me?"

Since returning to the dormitory, Erika's cell phone has been ringing non-stop.

Don't even think about it, it must be the news from the conjurer group.

She glanced at the few extra contacts in the list, besides Nuliang Liban, there were also Bingli and Qingtianfang who thought they were apologizing for what happened last time but actually wanted to gossip.

She doesn't mind gossip very much, after all, she is already socially dead.

Erika thought about it, and decided that she should go to the household registration center to change her name tomorrow.

Otherwise, she would not be able to survive in the magician world.

Especially Tsurumaru, after hearing about the relationship between Lu Sheng and her, touched his chin with great interest and walked around him twice, and then came to the conclusion that "it's not as good-looking as Zen or something." "Conclusion.

This sentence quickly attracted Gojo Satoru's attention.

"Naozai from the Chanyuan?"

"Oh, do you know?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga replied indifferently, "The little master used to have a crush on that guy, and always followed him around, and felt sad for a long time after breaking up with him."

Erika can still remember Gojo Satoru's expression at that time.

He didn't get angry, but just called her name in a cool tone.

"You don't have an excuse this time, Erika." Gojo Satoru was very unconvinced, "The kid from the Chanyuan family is clearly recognized as more annoying than me."

Retribution, all retribution.

Erika looked at the sky vicissitudes, and decided to ask Dazai to jump into the river tomorrow.

Thinking of this, she forcefully squeezed out a tear in order to express her sadness against the background.

The chaotic scene ended with Nura Koban's "Sister?" and Kojohito's panicked "Hey, Atobe, are you crying because of Gojo-sensei?"

I see, it seems that crying is not a shameful thing.

Although it is useless to the older brother, it is still very useful for escaping from the death scene.

Erika lay on the bed, buried her head in the pillow decadently.

She was paralyzed for two seconds, and then forced herself to pull herself together.

No, you can't be decadent, December is coming soon!She needs to become stronger quickly!

If you die, you will die, love will only affect her baldness... No, the pace of becoming stronger!

Erika clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and began to recall the method of using spiritual power that Hasebe taught her.

As of now, her spiritual power has grown enough to support Honmaru.

However, Hasebe said that there are many other ways to use spiritual power, which is close to the existence of God's ability. If used properly, she can even see things that ordinary people cannot see.

Erika decided to give it a try.

Based on her feeling, she mobilized the spiritual power to flow into the blood, just like mobilizing the power of a mantra.

The first time, it failed.

The second time, it still failed.

The third time, she opened her eyes, and a man in a nondescript cassock was sitting by the window looking at her.

Erika was silent for a moment, then withdrew her spiritual power.

The person at the window disappeared.

It must be the wrong way to open her spiritual power.

Erika pondered for a moment, then started the fourth attempt.

But this time, Xia Youjie didn't sit by the window, he touched his chin, bent down, brought the tip of his nose close to hers, and looked at her curiously.

After a while, he got the answer he wanted.

So Xia Youjie laughed.

"Oh, I'm still thinking about when you'll see me, Erika."

"Really, it looks like being bullied by Wu very badly."

He poked her forehead, bent his eyes, and spoke softly.

"Want to avenge you?"