Has wtw entered the necropolis?

The other three students also looked at him with question marks on their faces.

Gojo Satoru opened the car door and was just about to get in when he saw the four of them still standing outside the car, so he explained with a smile: "Yi Dizhi wants to experience what it's like to ride a car, so he handed over the key to me."

"........."

Who would believe this? !

The four of them got into the car helplessly.

Gojo Satoru subconsciously glanced at Fukuro Nami who was sitting in the passenger seat, and his thoughts moved slightly. He immediately took out the mobile phone and handed it to her. He smiled and said, "Nami, help me open gs and enter the address."

"..." Fuguro Nami glanced at him, took his mobile phone wordlessly, quickly entered the address of the restaurant, and then fixed the mobile phone on the mobile phone holder, "Gojo Satoru, you have quite a lot of tricks to find trouble .”

Even better than in high school.

This guy has evolved into the most difficult man to deal with.

"I take this sentence as you are complimenting me~" Gojo Gojo said happily, not caring at all that the girl next to him was slandering him.

The three students in the back seat: "..."

"I think——something's wrong with him." Nagasaki Yamei leaned close to Knotaba Yuhito's ear and lowered her voice, but everyone present here is a conjurer, and her hearing is extraordinary, no matter how low she lowered her voice, she could still hear Clearly.

A question mark popped up on Yuzu Yuhito's head.

"What's wrong?"

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei twitched the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help complaining: "Sure enough, it's a man..." She covered her forehead and sighed, and patiently explained: "Anyway, something is very wrong!"

As for what's wrong... She will have to continue to observe for a while before she can come up with an answer.

Fu Heihui remained silent.

Hearing their conversation, Fushinaomi turned his head to look at the white-haired man in the driver's seat who was concentrating on driving, and then silently looked away.

She also felt that something was wrong with Gojo Satoru, although this guy had been wrong since before, but this time it was even worse.

The air suddenly became quiet. The three people in the back seat looked at each other, and none of them dared to break the silence.

Gojo Satoru didn't notice anything wrong, so he asked directly, "Are you going to the appointment by yourself tonight?"

"Ah."

He nodded and did not continue to ask further questions.

Three o'clock in the afternoon, High School of Conjuration

After a few people finished their lunch, they returned to the High School of Conjuration.

"Hui, what class do you have next?"

Before leaving, Nami Fukuro suddenly stopped and turned to look at Megumi Fukuro, who was talking to her classmates.

Fu Hei Hui paused, his eyes suddenly widened slightly, and his expression changed slightly, he said calmly: "It's a gymnastics class..."

And the gymnastics teacher is Fu Heisher.

Not knowing what to think of, Fu Heihui fell into silence.

"Fuhei, are you alright?"

Sensing the change in Fu Heihui's expression, Knotabagi Yuhito immediately looked at him with concern.

Gojo Satoru, who just came over, laughed out loud when he heard this, "Hui is probably afraid of Dad, hahaha——"

"Pfft—" Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei covered her mouth and suppressed a smile, "This is too funny."

Fu Heihui: "..."

He passed the group of guys silently, anyway, soon they will feel the same feelings as him.

After Fugurunami raised her hand and waved to them, she turned and walked into the classroom of the second grade. She had to work for the second grade next.

I heard that the descendant of the Goujuan family - Goujuanji is a second grader.

Came to the second grade classroom with curiosity, and opened the classroom door with a bang. Fukunemi stood by the door and looked at the three students in the room. His eyes fell on the panda in an instant.

Fat Da: "?"

Zenyuan Maki and Gou Juji: "?"

"Ahem——" She coughed softly, suppressing the urge to rush up and touch the panda, walked to the podium, and put down a textbook in her hand, "Hello, I am Fukunami, and you will be next." of--"

"Delicious tricks - teach you how to make desserts?!"

Only then did she lower her head to look at the textbook in her hand, her pupils constricted suddenly!

What she was holding was not a textbook at all, but an instruction book for making sweet skin.Fu Hei Nami's face was so black that ink dripped out, and it was no need to guess who dared to do anything to her book.

But the color of this book is exactly the same as that of the textbook, she came in such a hurry that she didn't notice that she took the wrong book.

That damn Gojo Satoru!

"Teacher Fuhei, are you okay?" Chanyuan Maki raised her brows slightly, hearing the name of the book, she probably knew who was playing the prank.

As expected of that guy Gojo Satoru, he was really bad.

Fuhe Nami put down the book in his hand, looked up at the person from the Buddhist monastery, blinked, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, but I have to make a phone call first."

"You guys study for a while first."

After finishing speaking, she turned and walked out of the classroom, ready to call and curse that damn Gojo Satoru!

After the classroom door was closed, Pang Da immediately asked curiously: "Who do you think she will call?"

Zenyuan Maki: "Enlighten that guy."

Dog Curlythorn: "Salmon."

"Why don't we go and listen?" Pang Da stroked his chin, turned his head to look at the door of the classroom, his eyes were full of gossip that couldn't be concealed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the classroom opened, and when he looked up, he suddenly met a pair of purple eyes. Fat Da scratched his head, and calmly raised his hand to greet her.

Fukunami smiled, put away her phone and walked to the podium, "Then let's continue—"

Conjuration High School Conference Room

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ye Mozheng calmly picked up the cup, took a sip of the still steaming tea, and looked at the young man rolling on the sofa speechlessly.

"Wu, sit down better."

"It's too much! That guy Nami hurts me so much!"

If Gojo Satoru hadn't heard what he said, he would still be rolling over there holding the phone, seeing the veins on Noctua Masamori's forehead bulge, and finally couldn't help but finish the tea in one gulp, picked up the cup and threw it at him.

When the cup was about to hit Gojo Satoru, it was instantly bounced away by No Lower Limit.

"........."

"Enlightenment!"

"Okay, okay~" Gojo Satoru finally got up from the sofa, his expression finally returned to normal, he rested his chin with one hand, and looked at Noctua Masamune with a smile on his face, "Then what do you want to talk to me about?"

"I still have an appointment later~ so hurry up and end this conversation."

Ye Mozheng said: "..." His fist suddenly hardened.

six o'clock in the evening

"Father, I won't be at home for dinner tonight." After changing clothes, Nami Fukuno walked to the shoe rack and took out a pair of black high-heeled shoes, "I'm going to Yokohama."

Hearing this, Fu Heisher, who was playing a game, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes fell on her. Seeing that she was wearing an evening dress, her brows frowned even tighter: "With whom?"

"Uncle Mori." Fuguro Nami said calmly, "The time limit for that Central Plains cadre's ability is approaching, so I'll go over and bless him."

Her main purpose this time is to directly allow the other party to permanently control their own supernatural powers, so that they can directly avoid the troubles of the past.

"That guy Dazai is going with you?" Fuheshier put down the game controller, his brows knit together. Although he has a good relationship with Mori Ogai, he clearly knows that the other party is a lolicon.

"No, I'll go to the appointment by myself." After putting on his shoes, Fukunami walked into the kitchen and took out a canned drink from the refrigerator, opened it and drank a few sips, then waved to his old father and said, "I'll try my best tonight at ten o'clock." Come back before two o'clock."

Fuhesher: "..."

As soon as he walked out of the dormitory gate, the man who was leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone suddenly stood up, suddenly walked out from the corner, raised his hand and yelled.

"Hi, Nami!"

Nami Fukuno: "..."

"Why are you here?"

She stared at the white-haired man who shouldn't be here.

Gojo Satoru blinked and shook his phone: "Aren't you going to Yokohama? I just have something to go~"

"........."

She remembered that she didn't tell these guys that she was going to Yokohama, right... No, she mentioned something to Jiayongzi, could it be that this guy was dug out of Jiayongzi's mouth?

Or did he really have something important to do?

Fuguro Nami narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the smiling white-haired man.

"It's getting late~ let's go." Gojo Satoru didn't seem to notice the suspicious gaze, and walked forward, with a big hand on her smooth and white shoulders very naturally, the man's warm temperature was transmitted instantly, and she subconsciously frowned. He raised his eyebrows and pushed the big hand away.

"roll!"

At this time, he seemed to have noticed that Nami Fushi was wearing a black suspender dress tonight, and there seemed to be a delicate touch in the palm of his hand.

Wujo Wuhuang understood.

When he came back to his senses, Fuguro Nami had almost walked out of the gate of the Conjuration College, leaving only his back for him, and Gojo Satoru hurried after him.

"Nami, don't be like this." Gojo Gora pretended to be wronged in a long tone, and quickly caught up with her, took the car keys from her hand confidently, and sat in the driver's seat.

"........."

Fuguro Nami finally sat in the passenger seat helplessly, turned his head and stared at him expressionlessly, "What exactly do you want?"

It has only been a few days since she came back, and this guy seems to want to get close to her every day.It would be great if Xia Youjie was around, so he could pull this annoying guy away.

After starting the engine, Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head, his eyes flicked across her fair shoulders, and then back to her face that looked so good without makeup.

"You wear lipstick?"

"what"

Unexpectedly, Fuhe Nami was stunned for a few seconds when he heard the words that turned the bull's head to the horse's mouth, then nodded slightly, raised his brows, and asked curiously: "Is there any question?"

"This shade is perfect for you."

"???"

With question marks all over his head, Fuguminai stretched out his hand to touch Gojo Satoru's forehead, frowned and complained, "Are you still clear-headed?"

Suddenly said these strange words.

Gojo Satoru glanced at her unspeakably, "Are you an idiot?"

"????"

Fukuro Nami immediately didn't want to continue talking with this guy.

The car fell into silence for a moment, only the sound of pressing the mobile phone rang from time to time.

Gojo Satoru turned to look at her again, "Hello, Nami."

"Ok?"

As soon as she raised her head and opened her mouth, a lollipop was stuffed into her mouth unexpectedly.Fuhenami looked at him blankly, and saw that he also had a lollipop in his mouth.

"No thanks."

He decisively unplugged Xia Youjie's cell phone and turned the call on speaker so that the man next door could hear her complaining.

Xia Youjie quickly picked up the phone, before he could finish speaking, he heard Fuguro Nami say: "Jie, I suspect that Gojo Goku is crazy."