The campus eldest sister is the onmyoji

In fact, although Su Nuozhi in Shanze No. [-] High School returned to the high school...but in an unexpected form.

In the form of a human being, or incarnate.

"Oh, it's a decent room.*" The guy who was looking around in front of his room still tried to poke his head in, "It seems that someone lives next door, is it another classmate?"

The air suddenly froze for a moment, the knotty knotted Hiroto who was locked outside was still puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, but Gojo Satoru patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "It's better not to live there in front of Hui man."

"Um, are they on good terms?" Although still a little puzzled, Polygonum cuspidatum readily agreed, "I'll pay attention next time!"

"Rather than saying that the relationship is not good, it is better to say that the relationship is too good." He touched his chin and sighed. Gojo Satoru did not let the knotweed hear this sentence, and greeted Fu Heihui who walked out of the room. The two arrived in the urban area, "There is another classmate coming over today."

"Today's commission," has already mastered Ling Huan's collapsed posture on the sofa without a teacher, and Sha Shu reads the message on the webpage while facing the mobile phone while broadcasting the report, "It's still zero!"

"How could it be!" Covering his face weakly, Ling Huan fell onto the table, "If this continues, tomorrow's ramen money will be gone."

"Mr. Linghuan, would you please eat ramen tomorrow?" Sha Shu sat up suddenly, "I want fried shrimp tempura!"

"Didn't you hear!" Linghuan raised his head, his dull eyes were full of despair, "Don't talk about tempura, we can hardly afford plain noodles."

"Mr. Linghuan, the tea is ready." Outside the door, Serizawa knocked on the door twice and walked in naturally, "Do you have any troubles?" Although Linghuan immediately sat upright and put on a serious look, but He still felt his distress.

"Cough, Serizawa," Linghuan took a sip of the tea, "Although your professional ability is very good now, you still have a big problem!" A light flashed in his eyes.

"Say it!" Serizawa subconsciously stood upright, looking expectantly at Linghuan.

"That's—" Linghuan took out a thick stack of leaflets, "Promote your abilities!"

"What!" Serizawa's pupils trembled, and Shashu sat up slowly, looking at Linghuan who took out a cassock and priestess costume from nowhere.

"I've thought about it, only with more publicity, the firm will have a bright future!" Ling Huan assumed the posture of a meditator, "So, please sacrifice yourself and break through yourself!"

"You mean," Sha Shu pointed at the two sets of clothes with rough stitches and patchwork fabrics with trembling fingers, "Let us, wearing these, distribute leaflets on the street?"

Ling Huan nodded slowly, "That's right," looking carefully, he still had thick black eyes, "What's the idea?"

"Teacher, I've changed it." Outside the door, Mofu knocked on the door and walked in. He smiled shyly, and tugged at the rough Shinto uniform on his body.

Sha Shu took a closer look, and it seemed to be the style of Shinto clothes. Although it was more similar to men's kimonos, it also mixed with elements of opera costumes.

When she turned around, she found that Serizawa had resignedly taken away the patchwork cassock, leaving only the wide-sleeved white priestess uniform.

Take a closer look, isn't this the cosplay costume of Inu Ocha... maybe it has undergone some changes.

Looking at the bloodshot eyes in Linghuan's eyes, Sha Shu suddenly had an astonishing idea.

These clothes...couldn't be made by him himself?

Although it was just an idea, after seeing the band-aid on his finger, Sha Shu felt that it was very close.Sighing, she had no choice but to take the maiden uniform.

Monks in cassocks, priests in Shinto costumes, and priestesses in priestess costumes hand out leaflets for charlatans.

This scene, Sha Shu thought, probably has the same meaning as the saying of "Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the same ancestral hall" in Huaguo.

The streets of Tokyo.

"Why are you in Tokyo?" Sha Shu not only put on a priestess costume, but also a big red bow tie. There are bells pinned to his waist and ankles, and they jingle when he walks.

If she hadn't been wearing a mask, she would have been so ashamed that she had slipped into the ground.

But her outfit was unexpectedly popular. The self-closing duo of Shigeo and Serizawa had been squatting next to the telephone pole for two hours, and there were not as many leaflets as Sasuke sent out in 10 minutes.

"Shashu-sang, it's amazing." Maofu distributed some of the leaflets in his hand to Shashu, and he said that now only a few aunts with vegetable baskets took a few from him.

As for Serizawa, it was even more outrageous. As soon as he stood in the middle of the crowd, his legs couldn't stop shaking, and he fell to the ground. His cassock was wrapped around him like a quilt, and he was completely like a shivering mouse. .

Even so, he still tried his best to sell to a kind old man, "Hi, hello, may I ask..." Before he finished speaking, the old man lowered his head and sighed a few times, looking angrily. Looking at Serizawa, the lines he had thought up for a while were stuck.

"Young man, find more jobs to support yourself!" After he finished speaking, he left a piece of Fukuzawa Yukichi and left, his crutches thumping on the ground.

"Well, that old man is very rich." Linghuan, who was wearing sunglasses and a mask beside him, pretending that he didn't know the three of them, paused, took a flyer from Maofu, and followed.

"It seems that Mr. Linghuan said that the firm is already well-known in the seasoning market, and now it wants to expand its business scope, so the first choice is to promote it in Tokyo." At any rate, Shigeo answered Saki's question.

Pulling on the mask again, Sha Shu thought to himself, I hope that the people in the high school will not go down the mountain today.

Otherwise, even if she was resurrected, she would not dare to go back!

Thinking of this, Sha Shu just turned around when he met Fu Heihui who was across the road.

She saw that the guy on the opposite side opened his eyes slightly at first, as if he was a little puzzled, and then quickly turned to surprise, then turned his eyes to the ground with some guilt, and then turned his face away as if he couldn't hold back, the corner of his mouth Twitched unnaturally.

"Pfft." Finally, Fu Heihui made a sound, although he quickly recovered his paralyzed face, he was still caught by the two quarreling guys in front of him.

"What's so funny about this!" Nagasaki said with his hands on his hips, "Fukui, which one is better, sushi or steak!"

"Of course it's steak!" Knotweed hopped aside, "I've come to Tokyo, shouldn't I eat meat! Meat!"

"I don't care, anyway, it's Teacher Wutiao's treat." Fu Heihui was expressionless, and he quietly took out his mobile phone, pretending to read the news.

Quietly took a photo.

The girl's white hair hung down to her waist, and a red ribbon bow on her head was particularly eye-catching. The neon colors sprinkled on her body like dreamy bubbles.

As soon as he put away his phone, he found Gojo Satoru coming out of the mall. Seeing that the two were still arguing, he turned around and held them down, "In this case, how about using rock-paper-scissors to decide?"

His height of 1.9 meters subtly covered the figure of Shashu.

Putting away the phone, Fu Heihui and Gojo Satoru said sorry to each other from the bottom of their hearts almost at the same time.

"Okay~ Then let's go to the sushi restaurant in Ginza!" With the final word, Gojo Satoru looked at the reserved seats of the restaurant with his mobile phone, "It's right in front, you go first!" He smiled, "Hui knows which one it is, I'll Come here now."

"You teacher," Nagasaki stared at him suspiciously, "you don't intend to renege on your debt, do you? For example, you said you go first, but in fact, I didn't follow at all..."

"No, no," he took out a Fukuzawa Yukichi and put it in Fu Heihui's hand, "Are you relieved?" He waved his hand.

Fu Heihui glanced at this guy, "Let's go." But he didn't say anything.

He could somewhat guess what Gojo Satoru was going to do.

Facing Gojo Satoru, who surrounded him and took countless photos, Sha Shu couldn't put on a smile, not to mention that this guy kept urging, "How about taking off the mask? I guarantee that the mask in your hand The leaflets were sold out immediately!"

Veins popped up on his forehead, and Sha Shu used his utmost perseverance not to let himself roll up the remaining few leaflets into a tube and hit this guy.

"Don't be so serious," Gojo Satoru coughed, "I still have a few photos of Megumi here, do you want to see them?"

"It was taken when he was on a mission a few days ago." He smiled extravagantly, "It's super embarrassing hahaha."

"I showed it to the second graders, and they all laughed!" Facing Sha Shu's unkind eyes, he didn't feel anything, and even opened the photo album on the spot.

"Ding, ding, ding." Several more photos appeared on Sha Shu's phone.

Although his face was still crossed, Sha Shu couldn't help but took out his phone and looked at it.

Although Fu Heihui's injuries in the photo looked serious, most of them were not injured. She could see that Miss Glass was not needed to appear on the stage. After a sigh of relief, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her eyes.

Without him, Gojo Satoru's level of photography...it's hard to describe in words. He obviously knows the effect of taking pictures from any angle.

And Fu Heihui in the photo.

It seemed, in particular, ridiculous.

Especially with that expression of reluctance and helplessness, Sha Shu couldn't help but burst out laughing when he saw it.

"Mr. Gojo, you've arrived." Under the night, Linghuan took off his mask and greeted the people here from a distance.

Huchihuchi ran over, his face was ruddy, he looked like he was excited about just getting a big deal, Shashu looked at Linghuan's face, and was already thinking about eating some fried shrimp tempura tomorrow.

"Of course," Wujo pulled on the blindfold and quickly put it on again, "I'll see how Sashu-chan is doing, it's very good Sashu-chan."

"I'm going to go abroad in a few days. Before that, I'll leave Sha Shujiang to you." After speaking, he turned around and quickly merged into the night.

"Mr. Wujo is still as reliable as ever." Closing the phone, Linghuan said to Sha Shu, "Let's go, let's send out today's leaflets here!"

In the dark, a group of people walked along the bustling streets of Tokyo.

"How's the leaflet distribution going?" Ling Huan lazily asked the three people who also had round stomachs, holding the stick of the three-color pill that he had just eaten.

"It's all over." Sha Shu took off the priestess costume, and at this moment resumed bouncing around, walking in the front.

"Almost all were sent by Sha Shusang," Mao Fu followed Ling Huan, "I only sent a few."

Everyone seemed to ignore his existence subconsciously, and walked over without raising their heads.

As long as Shashu stands there, people will look up and take the leaflets involuntarily.

"I didn't send any of them..." Serizawa was the most depressed, he almost grew mushrooms.

"It's okay, you just need to exercise." Patting Serizawa's shoulder, Linghuan smiled, "Go ahead and work hard!"

"Yes!"

The author has something to say: *This sentence is what Huzi said in the original work, but he didn't know that in the serious room, there are still girls' quilts (?)

Huzi didn't know it was Shashu's room, he thought it was a boy ()

The Shibuya chapter is coming soon, the countdown to Dad Hei's appearance XD

Can you imagine how many dark histories there are in the 5t5 mobile phone? 23333