Has wtw entered the necropolis?

"...Dad, are you back?"

Fuhe Nami immediately obediently put down the iron pot that he was holding high, walked quickly to Fuheshier's side, hooked his strong arm, and blinked his innocent eyes, "Are you hungry? I still have food left over here." of……"

As she spoke, she swept towards the messy table, which was full of food debris, and the remaining ingredients were all swept away at some point, and there was nothing left for him.

"..."

The unfinished words stopped abruptly.

She turned her head and stared at Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, and took out her mobile phone to order a bento for her old father. A big hand suddenly landed on her head, and Fuguro Nami's hand suddenly stopped when she was about to open A outside. down.

There was a sudden thump in her heart.

Fu Heisher glanced deeply at the three high school students and Fu Heihui in the living room, and finally landed on the food debris all over the floor. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down, but his eyes were particularly ferocious.

"Are snowball fights fun?"

"Oh, it's pretty good." Gojo Satoru blinked, put down the watermelon rind in his hand, and extended an inviting hand to Fu Heisher, "Do you want to come and play with us? The loser has to be responsible for cleaning up." home~"

"But, I don't think you can play with me."

"..."

???

!!!

"Gojo Wuyou ¥!!"

Fu Heisher's forehead was bulging with blue veins, his face was so dark that ink dripped out, he picked up the watermelon rind on the ground and threw it over.

Seeing the fight between the two, Fuguro Nami suddenly calmed down, she couldn't get rid of the evidence anyway, she just gave up on herself and picked up a can of drink and drank it. , also held up the drink and tilted his head and asked, "Do you want it?"

"It's okay." Jia Ruozi took out a cigarette from her pocket, and when she was about to say something, suddenly a sharp and dangerous gaze fell on her, and with a shake of her hand, the cigarette fell directly from her fingers onto the ground. On the ground, then a man's hoarse voice sounded.

"Nami is allergic to smoke."

Fu Heisher said while dodging the oncoming banana peel.

"Ah... sorry, I don't know."

Yarui Nigzi was stunned for a few seconds, then looked at Fukuro Nami with an apologetic face, bent down to pick up the cigarettes on the ground and stuffed them into his pockets.

Fu Hei Nami, who was about to speak just now, tilted his head and glanced at his old father, and smiled sweetly at his father, "It's okay~ Anyway, Shi Er often forgets about it."

"..."

Jia Ruozi was silent, wondering for a while whether he should take up this topic.

Fu Heisher gave her a sideways glance, and didn't bother to pay attention to the childish Gojo Satoru, and walked past him into the room, not forgetting to tell them: "Remember to clean up for me."

"Otherwise, be careful with your skin."

"Oh well."

Nami Fukuno obediently responded.

Xia Youjie also responded subconsciously. After he realized what he had said, he shrugged helplessly from his best friend, "Do you want to continue playing?"

He knelt down and poked the peel on the ground, "If these are left on the ground, will they attract bugs tomorrow?"

"Insects?" Hearing this word suddenly, Fuguro Nami's eyelids twitched, and immediately said righteously: "No, I don't allow such disgusting little creatures to appear in the place where I sleep!"

As soon as the words fell, Gojo Satoru immediately looked at her with bright eyes, stroked his chin, as if he knew a shocking secret, and smiled deeply, "Is Nami afraid of bugs?"

"Wu, don't bully children."

Xia Youjie glanced at him speechlessly.

"Okay, okay~ I'm just joking." Gojo Satoru blinked innocently, and stretched out his arms towards Nami Fukuro, "If Nami is afraid, you can come to me for help at any time~"

"Gojo Satoru, you talk a lot of nonsense." Nami Fuhei rolled his eyes, found a cleaning tool from a corner, stuffed it into the hands of Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, turned around and held Fu Heihui's hand, "here I leave it to you two."

"Mei and Me are going back to sleep."

"Eh? Are you leaving us?"

Gojo Satoru dashed forward and hooked Fukunemi's neck, while Yariko, who was standing by the door, saw this, quietly retreated out, and ran away before the two of them found out.

"Aren't we friends?" He leaned forward with a smile, rubbed the little girl's head with his big hands, and whispered like a devil in her ear, "So - don't try to escape!"

"I agree." Xia Youjie picked up the broom and bucket, smiled at Fu Heihui who was stunned, "But Hui can go back to rest first, just leave it to the three of us here."

Fuguro Nami: "??!!"

Waving the big troublesome hands on his head, Fukunami rolled his eyes, "Okay, I understand." These two bastards clearly wouldn't let her go, and they didn't even talk about friends, she didn't know them for more than five years. Alright time of day!

She turned her head to look at the messy living room like a garbage dump, her eyes twisted instantly, the power of the curse was condensed on her throat, she stretched out her fingers, and said word by word: "Everything returns!"

Spells can only be used on living things, even dead things cannot escape this point.

The moment her voice fell, the garbage and other objects on the ground and in the corners instantly returned to their original positions, and the originally dirty living room was immediately restored to cleanliness.

"Wow!"

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie both exclaimed immediately and clapped their hands vigorously to save face.

"This ability is amazing! Free cleaning tools!"

"But can we only return to the original position?"

Hearing this, Fuhe Nami twitched the corners of his mouth, and lazily raised his eyelids, "Otherwise, what else do you want?"

"For example, let the garbage disappear directly?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, stretched out his fingers and began to propose, "Or the garbage flew into the trash can."

"..."

The corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably, and Nami even felt that the two were trying to challenge her patience.

"...Do you think I'm magic?" She said speechlessly.

Sensing the dangerous expression on the little girl's face, Gojo Gojo immediately swallowed what he was about to say, shook his head slightly, and turned his handsome face seriously, "I think this is a more powerful technique than magic—"

"Nami, as long as you want to do it, what I said may not be impossible."

"Otherwise—let's try it out?" He walked up to Fukunami with great interest, and directly hooked her shoulders, "Cleaning is also a matter of knowledge, let's start with the most basic theory of spells."

Xia Youjie took a few steps back silently, looked down at Fu Heihui beside him, and patted his head, "If Hui feels bored, why don't you go to bed first?"

Nami Fukuro stretched out her hand and put it on Gojo Satoru's face, "You are just lazy to clean up when you say so much." She stuffed the broom into his hand, turned around and walked back to the room, not forgetting to grab Fukuro benefit.

"My part has been done, and the rest will be left to you~"

The door slammed shut.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie were the only two left in the living room. They glanced at each other, and then looked down at the broom in their hands.

"........."

"I'm in charge of cleaning the living room." Xia Youjie took the lead to take over the task of cleaning the living room, and smiled at Wujo Wudao, "I'll leave the washing of dishes to Wujo."

"Jay, aren't we close friends?"

"Wu, there is no brotherhood at this time."

A few days later

The Fuhei family officially moved into the High School of Magic.

So far, Fuguro Naya is studying in the private K Academy as usual, and is preparing to skip a grade after the end-of-month exam.

[You want to skip a level to the High School of Conjuration? 】

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Saiki Kusuo was stunned for a few seconds, ignoring the English teacher who was teaching in front of him, he suddenly turned his head to look at the little friend beside him, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

"Well, that's right." Nami Fukuro held his chin with one hand, drew circles on the paper with a pen in his hand, and glanced at the content on the blackboard from time to time, "—after all, I am a magician."

【…】

Suddenly Saiki Kusuo couldn't be happy.

"Hmm... If it's Saiki, he should be able to come too, right?"

Glancing at the unhappy little friend out of the corner of his eye, Fuhe Nami felt a little worried. The little friend seemed to be reluctant to part with her, and she was also not willing to part with him. If he also came to the High School of Conjuration, then They can continue to be friends.

【? 】

Saiki Kusuo was stunned for a moment, and then realized the meaning of her words.

[First of all, I am not a magician. 】

He's just a superpower, and has nothing to do with conjurers at all.

[Secondly - the high school of conjuration you mentioned is too far away from my home. 】

"?" Hearing this answer, Fuguro Nami immediately turned his head to look at him, blinking his big purple eyes, "Don't you know how to teleport? What is this distance?"

"Well...forget it, let me ask Gojo Satoru and the others and tell you."

If the Conjuration High School does not allow any superpowers, it is useless for her to think too much now, the final decision is not in her hands.

"Even if you don't come to the High School of Conjuration, we will still be friends in the future!" Fuguro Nami put his arm on Saiki Kusuo's shoulder and smiled brightly, "Hey, no one can compare to the relationship between us !"

【it is good. 】

Saiki Kusuo finally showed a smile, and the sadness of parting in his heart was slightly washed away by her words.

Anyway, no one can compare the feelings between them.

High School of Conjuration - Class [-]

"What?!" Gojo Goku dug his ears subconsciously, slightly pulled down his sunglasses to look at Noctuma Zhengdao at the back of the podium, turned his head, and lowered his voice to Xia Youjie beside him: "—Is he finally demented?"

"Maybe it's because I'm going to take over as the principal."

"Are you kidding me?" Xia Youjie asked.

Ye Mozheng put his hands on the table, looked at the two students below, and popped a well on his forehead, "Listen to me!"

"Oh, okay." Wujo Gou yawned lazily, resting his chin with one hand, looking at Ye Mozhengdao boredly, "What kind of gymnastics teacher does that?"

"Could it be to teach us physical skills?"

He looked sideways at Xia Youjie beside him, and the two exchanged glances.

"It's just what you think." Ye Mo Zhengdao thought of the mentor hired by the headmaster, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then looked at Gojo Satoru under his eyes. He only hoped that when the two fought, they could still fight. Just worry about the high school of spells.

"In short, this gymnast teacher will be responsible for training your gymnastics. As for Nitzi—" Ye Mozheng looked at the absent empty seat, and fell into a bit of silence, "She can choose whether to get in or not."

The main students of this class are Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, no, now we have to add a little spellcaster.

"Then, let me introduce you to the new gym teacher—"

After the words fell, Ye Mo Zhengdao and the two high school students turned their heads to look at the classroom door.

In the next second, the door of the classroom was slowly opened. First, a pair of long legs wrapped in beige cloth but still looking strong and powerful stepped in. When I looked up, I saw a black top.

This outfit is inexplicably familiar.

When they looked up again, the pupils of the two high school students constricted instantly.

"Smelly brat, are you very happy to see me?"