games don't become reality

"Hey! What are you thinking?!" Gojo Satoru's voice rang in his ears, and Yuan Qianyi blurted out.

"I remember the last time when Naoya wanted to take off my pants." After answering subconsciously, Yuan Qianyi realized that something was wrong, and quickly covered her mouth.

It's a pity that she was a little late in responding, they all heard what she said clearly.

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately, wishing they could push Yuan Qianyi down on the chair and let her speak clearly.

"What, what? When did you get in touch with that stinky young master from the Chanyuan family! He actually plotted against you?! This is not acceptable! Let this young master help you!" Gotiao Wu immediately became very interested, He sat up straight and was ready to listen to Minamoto telling a story.

"..." Can I load the file and start over now? !

Damn it!Why would you speak out!

Yuan Qianyi pressed her head in annoyance, trying to pretend that she didn't see Wujo's gossiping eyes, and focused on the report in her hand.

But it wasn't something she wanted to pretend she couldn't see. After all, besides the annoying Wujo Wu, there were two other gossip targets.

"You can pretend that you didn't hear what you said just now, and I won't tell you more things."

"Is it restraint?" Xia Youjie asked with concern, he doubted that his little friend was eaten up by the young master and bullied.

"...No, if I really want to say it, it's probably conscience." After hesitating for a while, Yuan Qianyi still answered Xia You's question.

As soon as these words came out, several people were even more shocked when they saw her expression, as if you are insane, right?Are you sure you still have a conscience for that stinky young master?

What kind of person is Zenyuan Naozai?

"You really have a lot of troubles on your vacation this time." Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, who took the bench next to them and came back to rest and prepare for the final exam, were watching Yuan Qianyi sort out the materials.

Every time after a mission, you need to hand in a mission report and give an explanation, but this is the first time you have to sort out a thick stack like submitting a paper like Yuan Qianyi.

Xia Youjie picked up a part of the materials that Yuan Qianyi had sorted out and put aside, glanced at it, and almost fell over.

"Didn't you just go out for a trip and relax? Why did you meet a special magic spirit?!"

"What, what!" Gojo Satoru, who opened his mouth and wanted to say, "You didn't call me when you encountered such an interesting thing", also carefully looked at the news provided by Yuan Qianyi. She went to the deep mountains to relieve her mood.

But I didn't expect it, and by the way, I added some strange things to my resume.

Usually, it is enough to deal with the police every day when performing tasks, but it turns out that it is not safe when you are on vacation.

"Now I just want to wait for the end of the term to take a good rest."

Minamoto gave a general account of the situation of the two special classes. After hearing the ability and appearance described by Minamoto, both of them reacted quickly. What she met was a super class that had not been registered.

The two teenagers looked at each other, and Gojo Satoru also slightly put away his foolish expression.

"You think too much. We don't have any vacation after the exam. Do you think magicians have winter and summer vacations?"

Reminded by Xia Youjie, Yuan Qianyi was silent for a long time before opening her mouth leisurely.

Clutching her head and howling, Yuan Qianyi once again felt the difficulty of the social animals.

Why is she starting 007 when she's just a student? !

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to let me indulge in sweet dreams for a while?"

"I'm just telling the truth, and after Wu and I have been promoted to the special level, there will be more tasks, and some trivial things may have to be entrusted to you."

Trivial things?Yuan Qianyi looked at Xia Youjie, tilting her head in doubt.

"for example?"

"Like picking up the next class of juniors!"

Yuan Qianyi wailed again and lay down directly on the desk.

"Why can't conjurers learn about Hogwarts and send admission letters to every Muggle student with an owl!"

Regarding Yuan Qianyi's complaints, Gojo Satoru took off his eyes, and those clear and bright eyes stared closely at Yuan Qianyi, like a clear pool of water, carrying everything.

To be honest, if Gojo Satoru looked at people with these eyes, the lethality would be extraordinary.

The unscrupulous smile on his face before also subsided, Gojo Satoru looked at Minamoto for a long time before opening his mouth slowly.

"Because those stupid old men don't want their status to be broken." Wutiao Wutiao's tone of voice was a little strange, as if there was an indescribable rhythm.

It's not at all like the inconspicuous look I had before.

The high-level conjurers are like those decadent nobles, doing everything possible to suppress and win over those geniuses who were born as civilians, and they control most of the resources.

Or the cultivation methods of spells, or some rare spells and talismans handed down, they hold many key things in their hands, and only when they have to negotiate, they will take out a little in exchange for using to strengthen their position.

"In addition to the Yusan family, there are many other families, but those small families have not enough background at all, and they have almost disappeared in the long river of time."

Yuan Qianyi sighed again, she got up and had a lot of things she wanted to do.

Opening her mouth tentatively, Yuan Qianyi wanted to ask a few people for their opinions.As a result, as soon as her question was uttered, several people objected.

Gojo Satoru: "I can't tell, you're still an idealist."

Xia Youjie: "Reform is feasible from an ideal point of view, but it is too difficult to implement."

"The number of conjurers is very small, and nearly [-]% of them come from various families. It is not an easy task to let them fight for their ideals, break away from their own families, or even stab their own family back. matter."

Xia Youjie patted Yuan Qianyi on the shoulder, and don't do anything whimsical when you are serious and incapable.

"..." I was just talking.

Rubbing her temples, Yuan Qianyi waved her hands and didn't want to talk to the two of them anymore. She put away the report she had written and went to Noctua Moth Zhengdao's office to finish the report.

Flipping through the things Yuan Qianyi handed in, the man's expression was not very good-looking.

In recent years, the activities of the mantra spirit have become more and more obvious, coupled with the higher and higher upper limit, it gives people a feeling of being unable to do what they want.

"Leave these things to me. Concentrate on the exam for the last two days, and I will give you five days off after the end."

"Is there no New Year's holiday?" Yuan Qianyi counted the days, and the last day of the exam happened to be Christmas Eve.

From Christmas to New Year's Day, even she couldn't cheer this kind of holiday.

"Cough, there's no way, the New Year is often the time when curses are most active..." Saying that, Ye Mozhengdao opened the drawer and handed a folder to Yuan Qianyi, "This is for the next class of two juniors." Information, you find a time to contact them in the next year."

"..."

Eating hot pot with Fukuro Yuna, Minamoto and Minamoto complained that this kind of workload didn't feel too tiring, but there was always a feeling that she had become a spinning top.

The smoke from the hot pot rises, and the whole room seems to be full of life.

Fu Heihui, who was sitting next to Yuan Qianyi, looked up at the other party, and then at the dishes in her own bowl which were piled up.Remind in a low voice, "Don't bring me food."

"Ah, good, Huihui is a man now, you can pinch yourself." Yuan Qianyi's voice sounded a little flat, but the pampering in the words was not fake at all.

Bowing his head to pick up the rice in the bowl, Fu Heihui always felt his face was a little hot.He unconsciously glanced at Minamoto and then at Fukuro Yuna.

Sensing the little guy's small movements, Fukuro Yuna suggested, "Qianyin, are you free soon? Can I trouble you to take Xiaohui out to play?"

"Okay." Yuan Qianyi agreed immediately. Today is Christmas Eve, and she originally planned to stay here for a while.

Opened her mouth, originally Huihui was going to refuse, but when she met Shangyuan Qianyi's eyes, she still nodded silently.

Walking outside, the temperature has dropped a lot at this time.

Opening his mouth and exhaling, he could see the white mist rising, Yuan Qianyi reached out and grabbed Hui's little hand.

"Want to play there?"

The boy's face was still a little flushed, and he looked around with a baby-fat face, but he looked a little dazed at this moment.

Reaching out and pinching the little guy's face, Minamoto untied her scarf and put it around Kei's neck.

Even if the long scarf was wrapped two or three times, it could still be dragged to the ground. Seeing this situation, Yuan Qianyi simply hugged the person in her arms.

"Can't think of where to go?"

Gently tugging Minamoto's sleeve, Fukuroi pointed to the park not far away.

There were many parents with children there, Minamoto thought that the other party wanted to play with friends of the same age, so she didn't ask any more questions, and directly carried them into the park.

Luckily, Minamoto just happened to meet a child getting off the swing, and Minamoto immediately carried Kei onto the swing.

The swing swings up and down, and there is a pair of warm and strong hands behind it pushing it.

There was also a little more light in the boy's eyes. He pursed his lips and smiled, the corners of his eyes curled up.

Getting off the swing, Hui took the initiative to grab Yuan Qianyi's hand, and Yuan Qianyi hugged him again when he saw the little guy's cute appearance.

"I didn't come over for your birthday two days ago, so I'll make up for it today. Hui, do you have any little wishes?"

After thinking for a while, Fu Heihui said in a low voice, "Should I call you Dad in the future?"

"???" Looking at the other party in wonder, Yuan Qianyi's heart beat involuntarily accelerated for a moment, and she looked into the boy's clear eyes.

The other party seemed to be asking questions so simply.

Yuan Qianyi was thinking about one thing, if, if Kei knew that she really should be regarded as his dad, then how should it be counted?Hmm - that sounds complicated and subtle.

Shi'er, who was swinging back with his hands in his pockets, also heard that, and subconsciously chuckled.Looking over, I wanted to see which unlucky child found a stepfather for himself.

Both sides looked at each other, no one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

About two or three seconds passed before the alarm bell in Shier's brain suddenly sounded.

He recognized who those two were.

Coincidentally, the other party just happened to take a good look at all the unrestrained expressions on Shier's face.