heartthrob he is unconscious

After dinner, Qianxuan went to visit Zhuma first.

Yoshino Junpei was probably exhausted.Even though Miss Glass healed his injury, he didn't wake up, but fell asleep peacefully, like a whale floating on the sea, filled with the calmness and comfort of "the big thing is over".

Qian Xuan parted his bangs.

Knowing that Miss Glass's ability and entrance examination are no different from being beaten, the boy quietly exchanged fine wine, and asked her to remove the scar on Junping's forehead smoothly... Looking at Zhuma's face, Qianxuan took it back with confidence. hand.

"Have a good dream, Junpei."

He walked out of the infirmary lightly.

Back in the dormitory, the young man saw the newcomer, the resident opposite: short black hair, a slightly indifferent expression, handsome facial features, and a straight back... He didn't seem to notice his gaze. He lowered his head and closed his eyes. door.

Are you a prospective first grader?

Qian Xuan looked out the window, speculating absently.

After leaving the sea of ​​memory, a "circle" appeared in his field of vision: translucent, without hindering his normal activities, symbolizing the coverage of his spell power, and also the largest area he could expand in the future.

Fragment said that his potential does not stop there.

However, if you don't fully grasp the sea of ​​memory, removing buffs, expanding domains, and freely manipulating spell power... are all illusions.

The key is.

He is a melee chicken through and through.

The spells of conjurers are all innate.Neither his "purification" nor "deprivation" could enhance his physique... he didn't know how to cast the offensive "deprivation", and the words "invincible" were written all over his body.

Qianxuan: TVT

Discouragement is not discouraged!

Go find a spell tool and save yourself!

He patted his cheeks, cheered up for a second, and enthusiastically sent a message to the dog Curly Thorn: [Senior Thorn!Does the school have a place to pick up magic tools? 】

【have. 】The dog rolls back in seconds, 【Shall we go now? 】

Qian Xuan:!

He thinks he can do it!

Although his main task tomorrow is to observe the dog Juanji doing things, but Qianxuan, who is used to going all out, will not naturally be a lying dog.He hoped to prepare everything that should be prepared, so as to avoid accidents and drag down the seniors.

[I'm here to find you! 】The boy ran upstairs while typing.

Dog Curly Thorn: ...?

The dog curly spine was shocked by his efficiency for a few seconds, so he had to cut his hair urgently, quickly put on his shoes, and evened out the crumpled corners of his clothes.When there was a knock on the door, the young man opened the door neatly, and said vigorously, "Kelp!"

"Kelp!" Qian Xuan replied subconsciously.

Dog curly spine: ...

Yuan Qianxuan: ...

Realizing that his way of speaking was taken astray by him, Gou Juanji couldn't help hiding the lower half of his face, bowed his head and typed: [Follow me.I'll take you to pick out spell tools. 】

"Okay." Qian Xuan immediately became overjoyed, "Thank you senior."

As night fell, the street lights in the school came on.

Gou Juanji put his hands in his pockets, peeking out of the corner of his eyes at the young man who was concentrating on which spell tool to choose, and adjusted his walking style to match his pace.The evening wind stroked the curser's bangs, disturbing the smile in his pupils.

He even praised "unconsciously": Teacher Wutiao is too reliable!

——This group is awesome!

When they arrived at the warehouse, the two split up.Dog curly thorns generally do not need magic tools, but they are all here, so just pick a few, to add a layer of security to tomorrow's mission.Qian Xuan went directly to the long-range weapon area, intending to implement the positioning of "assistant mage" to the extreme.

He picked up the bow.

Qianxuan has learned bow and arrow systematically, and has been practicing persistently for a long time.If you want to pick a weapon, then the bow is definitely the most suitable - the mission will be out tomorrow, and there is no time to practice the others.

However, carrying a bunch of arrows...

He hesitated for a while, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

——This is a spell tool!

Isn't the best arrow the magic power?

Qianxuan concentrated and poured the "purification" that could be manipulated into the bow.In his anticipation, the magic power was gradually shaped into sharp arrows by the magic tool, and hit the black string—the young man pulled the string, confirming the feel.

Weapon get√

only……

Qianxuan thought of the image of the curse spirits actively accepting his purification, and the warmth and pain in the sea of ​​memory, and came up with a bold idea.He took off the arrow, aimed the sharp point at his arm, and stroked lightly——

No pain, no sharp feeling.

... Sure enough.

The boy pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and then swiftly poked the skin.The dog Juanji, who was holding a bunch of things and looking at him, widened his eyes in astonishment. Before he could put down the magic tool, he anxiously pulled down his collar, and with the sound of "crackling" falling, he used the spirit of speech.

--"do not move!"

——"Puff."

The blood overflowed, and in the blink of an eye, it spread all over Yuan Qianxuan's wrist, and "tick-tock" fell down, wet the boy's pants, forming an extremely glaring red.

The dog curly spines are about to explode.

Because of his slow mouth, he also doesn't understand Qian Xuan's behavior.He strode up to the boy's side, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and said, "Reason?"

Unless the strength is higher than that of the dog curly thorn, the listener cannot resist his speech.The limitation of Qianxuan's buff is only "no harm", or a thought-induced limitation, which can't resist this kind of starting point at all, and the starting point is to pay attention to his questioning.

"It doesn't hurt."

The boy's mouth opened and closed automatically, and he explained: "Although the arrows from 'purification' can cause damage, they don't hurt at all. Instead... it's like soaking in a hot spring and eating sugar?"

For example, the tired bird found a safe habitat, heavy rain fell in a dry place, or a drowning person grabbed the driftwood... Yuan Qianxuan stared at the bleeding wound on his arm, not only did not feel pain, but also felt emotionally affected. Soothed, as if hugged by a dead mother.

"so."

"I dare to shoot arrows."

"..."

The dog curly spine couldn't help but dumbfounded.

"You!" The flaxen-haired spellcaster couldn't bear to reprimand Yuan Qianxuan, and thought that the wound that couldn't be called "shallow" was really suffocating, so he pulled up his collar angrily, took out his mobile phone and typed frantically: 【Let's go to Ms. Glass for treatment! 】

Qian Xuan weakly protested: "...not going."

Dog curly thorn:?

The eyes of the spellcaster were full of "disapproval": "Dried bonito!"

His voice was already clear, but after being mixed with repressed anger, it appeared cold, his usual casualness and liveliness were all erased, and he suddenly had the aura of a "senior".

"The reversal technique consumes a lot of mana." Qianxuan said, "Healers are so rare, and Miss Glass has treated Junpei... My injury is not serious, so don't bother Miss Glass. Her mana should be spared. The conjurer of the mission."

Dog curly spine: ...

Cannot refute *2.

He put Yuan Qian's hanging bow on his back very sadly, and then tapped the virtual button with his slender fingers: [Go to my dormitory.I'll treat your wounds—if you refuse, I'll just speak up. 】

"Thank you senior!"

Qian Xuan covered the wound and wisely chose to obey.

The atmosphere along the way is very serious.

The good-tempered dog Curly Chi rarely has a cold face, there is no trace of cheerful and cute youth in the handsome brows, and the deep purple eyes are like a deep pool that has been condensed, braving the chill.It was very different from the red earlobe when I said goodbye to him in the afternoon.

Qianxuan: ...

Qianxuan cautiously blows rainbow fart: "Senior is so handsome."

"..."

The dog's pace stopped.He quietly watched the handsome young man with an uneasy expression but no regrets at all, and continued to move forward "ruthlessly", but his fingertips retracted unnaturally.

Unconsciously, Qianxuan decides to change his strategy.

"Not next time."

Qian Xuan lowered her eyelashes slightly, and said softly: "I was wrong."

"..."

Gou Juanji understands that if time goes back, Yuan Qianxuan will make the same choice.The so-called "wrong" is just to let him calm down, not to reflect sincerely.

The spellcaster replied sullenly, "Salmon."

——meaning yes.

Qian Xuan's eyes lit up.The impeccable jet black is bent into a crescent moon, stained with bright, dotted happiness, and embellished with mottled reflections, it looks very beautiful.

"..."

As for being so happy?

The dog curly thorn is even more uncomfortable.

He felt that Yuan Qianxuan was quite heartless: he could pierce himself to help the curse spirit test the power of the arrow; are more important than himself.

The dog Curly Thorn listlessly pushed open the door and rummaged through the medicine box.

When he was treating Yuan Qianxuan's wound, the boy lowered his head, watching his handsome profile and meticulous movements, his mind was full of thoughts.

Senior Thorn, it's also because of the physical buff, right?

Qianxuan's gaze swept across the blood-sucking cotton ball, the fast-acting hemostatic medicine, and the bandages that were wrapped around his hands... He raised his head and looked at the buff cover in the distance. Translucent ring of the range.

Without buff, what am I?

Qian Xuan asked himself.

Since birth, he has lived under the influence of buffs.Everyone he met, everything that happened, was mixed with this troublesome buff... Removing it would almost negate everything about his past.

Will Yoshino Junpei still be his bamboo horse?

Will the people in the basketball department still recognize him?

What about the High School of Conjuration?

...My popularity depends entirely on buffs.

The boy couldn't help being depressed for a while.After the dog curly thorn closed the medicine box, he stroked the soft gauze and asked tentatively and gently.

"Senior, if there is a person who is not his true self from the beginning to the end when he gets along with you, and puts on a very cunning shell... When he takes off the shell, will you forgive him? Will you continue to be his friend? ?"

Dog curly thorn:?

The alarm bell in the dog's heart was loud.

He was sure that his ignorant and deceitful younger generation had encountered "wrongdoers", so he replied solemnly and without hesitation.

——"Dried bonito!"

Goujuan thought for a while, then repeated.

"Dried bonito!"

——Don't trust others easily!

Yuan Qianxuan: ...

#Self-closed#

Really shut up.