Conjurer Shirase

Shirase has adapted well to the identity of a conjurer. Although there is a little bit of a gap from the establishment of an organization he imagined to become a king, but for him, now is the best incubation period.

After racking his brains, Bai Lai remembered a word that Xia Youjie had told him - "Try your courage."Yes, right now, he is trying his best!

Gojo Wu walked into the classroom with his hands in his pockets, followed by Xia Youjie, the two of them were basically together.

"Hey, is our good student studying again?" Gojo Satoru walked over and pulled the chair beside him to sit down, crossing his legs as leisurely as he wanted.

Bai Lai nodded to Xia Youjie, and his eyes only stayed on Gojo Satoru for a moment: "After all, I'm not as talented as you guys."

Gojo Satoru turned around, the smile on his face was a little flat, Xia Youjie knew it was bad at a glance.

"Is it difficult to admit it's not good here?" Gojo Satoru pointed his index finger at his head, but he was facing Shirase. It was self-evident who this "not good here" refers to.

The book in Shirase's hand was thrown onto the table with a snap: "Do you want to fight Gojo Satoru?"

Gojo Gojo shook his chair with a nonchalant expression on his face: "It's as if you can really beat me."

Shirase reached out his hand, but was blocked when he grabbed the opponent's collar.That was a technique with no lower limit, and he would never meet Gojo Satoru himself.

Of course, it would not be Shirase to give up like this.Shirase slapped Gojo Satoru's table with his palm, and used it as a fulcrum for a flying kick, and when his feet were blocked, his fists followed closely.The intensive offensive finally made Gojo Satoru move, not really knocking him down, but making him have to dodge and fight back.

Of course Gojo Satoru was not afraid of Shirase, or this kind of back-and-forth attack would be staged several times a day, regardless of the venue or reason, and it was just a fight.

Shirase blocked with both hands but was still kicked back a few steps by Gojo Satoru. The difference in size caused a big gap in strength between the two of them. Shirase could only break through with skill.

Then, Gojo Satoru found that his stool was grabbed by Shirase and smashed towards him.

"Hey, hey, is it true!" Gojo Satoru quickly avoided, and the chair slammed on the table with a loud bang, or it was the last wail of the table.

"That's my favorite table—!" Wujo Gokuai exclaimed.

Shirase carried the chair with a broken leg expressionlessly: "Or you can bury it with your favorite table that I only used once this morning."

Gojo Satoru: "Shirase, you are not kind, you actually tricked me!"

"It's not because of your own brain, forget that when I fought with Xia You yesterday, I broke your favorite table yesterday."

Suddenly Xia Youjie from Care picked up the book Shirase put on the table and blocked his face.

Gojo Satoru and Shirase ran around in the classroom, and the innocent desks and chairs and classroom commanders suffered from time to time. Since knowing that the things here are funded by the Yusanjia and the high-level people in the magic world, if the things are broken, you can change whatever you like. Seto became more and more unscrupulous in fighting, countless pieces of wood were damaged by lightning, and even the blackboard was replaced twice.

Jia Ruozi, who opened the door, looked at the scene inside: "What, again?"

Xia Youjie put down the book and smiled helplessly: "Isn't this normal?"

Jia Ruzi went in and closed the door: "It seems so, but the two of them should remember that Teacher Ye Moth said yesterday that if you break something in the classroom, the money will be deducted from the salary, right?"

Shirase froze, Gojo Satoru looked at him warily, in case of a surprise attack.

Shirase didn't make a sneak attack, but took the only remaining stool leg in his hand and walked to Gojo Satoru's position, and put it down solemnly: "Okay, nothing is broken."

Gojo Satoru:...

"Fuichiro Shirase, you are going too far!"

Yarui Nigzi sat down at her seat, and the corners of the table were scorched a little by lightning, which did not affect the use, and among the three of them, Shirase, who she liked the most, naturally would not pursue it, and was even willing to intervene. Gojo and one knife: "In short, it must be Gojo that you said something that made Shirase unhappy?"

"Hey, hey, Nigga, how can you do this!" Gojo Satoru felt that his position in this class seemed a little dangerous, and he was obviously the strongest, so why did Shirase have the illusion that he would get three votes!

It was indeed three votes, because Xia Youjie also made up the knife: "If it weren't for you saying that Shiraise was out of his mind, he wouldn't have fought."

"Jay—!"

Shirase raised the corners of her mouth proudly and sat back in her seat.He will not shoot at his desk and chair, and Wujo Satoru has no intention of destroying it. The aftermath of Xia Youjiezi's battle on his own seat will not hurt his desk and chair. Shirase will also be more restrained when taking a seat, so there is actually only Gojo Satoru who has no stools to sit on in the entire classroom.

but...

Ye Mo Zhengdao opened the door, looked at the dais that had been cut off at one corner, and the veins on his forehead protruded: "Why are you bastards fighting again!" Looking at the 'garbage' in front of Gojo Satoru, he immediately locked on to the murderer, " It's you again, Wu!"

Gojo Satoru held his head and refused Iron Fist: "I'm wronged——!"

Shirase looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth curled up.

That's great, since the sheep were sent as hostages to various places, it has been a long time since he felt the excitement of being surrounded by companions.

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The conjuration college also has holidays, but Shirase, who has no place to go for making money, is more willing to stay at the conjuration college and wait for the mission to come.

Wujo, Xiayou, and Nitro have all gone back, Shirase can even take on the third-level mission alone, he likes this kind of life.It's just a pity that the three of them are not here and no one will practice with him. After all, there will be many shortcomings in the practice alone that cannot be discovered in time.

Tired down on the playground, Shirase looked at the starry sky in summer, blowing the cool night wind, without Gojo Satoru's noise and Xia You's teaching, and without a gentle smile on his face looking at them. , I felt a little lonely for a while.

In this quiet school, the sound of footsteps is very obvious.Shirase sat up and looked at the person approaching from a distance.Although he couldn't see it clearly, he knew who it was from the size and pace.

Ueno: "Mr. Bai Lai."

"Mission?" That's all Shirase could think of.

Ueno hummed: "Shizuoka's mission is urgent, and we need to start now."

Shirase got up: "I'll take a shower first and get something."

Shirase agreed, but Ueno hesitated a bit: "Is it okay? You have completed three tasks during the day."

"They're all useless fourth-level spell spirits. It's no big deal. I'll sleep in the car and I'll be fine when I get to the place." Saying that, Shirase walked towards the dormitory.

Ueno's driving skills are quite good, and it is night, so the road is smooth.

Shirase rested with his eyes closed, and soon fell asleep.

Ueno looked in the rearview mirror and moved forward at a constant speed.

Ueno knew about Shirase's disappearance last time, because Shirase was not alone in each mission in that suspected super-spell incident.

However, Ueno did not expect Shirase to disappear from his car.

It was outside the boundaries of Tokyo, and Ueno was driving at a constant speed, and then got used to looking at the rear mirror from time to time.

The person who was sleeping in the back seat not long ago disappeared.

Ueno pulled over in an emergency, turned on the warning light, turned his head to make sure Shirase was not lying on the chair, and hurriedly went to get the warning sign and put it on, and finally searched the vehicle inside and out again.

He is in control of the car door, and even if he can open the door, he will know when Shirase opens the door, it is impossible to disappear so quietly.

So, something went wrong.

Ueno took out his cell phone and started making calls.

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Looking at the neon lights in front of him, Shirase tapped his head: "Here again."

He didn't need to confirm that he knew that he opened and closed his eyes again and came to another world. He took out his mobile phone and saw that there was no signal.

This kind of thing is really acquainted once and twice. Fortunately, this time it is not in a more rural place like last time. It should not be difficult to inquire about the news, but I don't know how to go back.

Shirase sighed: "But what is the rule? Can you change to Yokohama if you change the world? Really, play me?"

Sensitively aware of something, Shirase turned his head suddenly, and the other party seemed to be taken aback because he didn't expect him to turn back.

The corner of Shirase's mouth twitched. Although Natsume's world he went to was quite peaceful, he remembered that there were monsters who bullied Natsume there.And look at this... person staring at him?Shirase knew that this world should be a bit strange.

It was a fair-skinned woman, with light blue hair on the top of her head, but darker at the bottom. Wearing a kimono, she looked like a child from an ordinary family.

Shirase is skeptical about the other party as a 'human' because her existence makes Shirase feel weird.

She is more like a curse spirit than a human being.

"It's rude to stare at a girl like that."

Shirase was startled by the sudden sound in his ear, he stepped back a meter, quickly took out his knife and stood up.

This is a man who makes Shirase's nerves tense, he can let people know his extraordinary just by standing there.

The red eyes were especially brilliant under the neon light, and that face never lost its color because of the night, but was brought out by the night.

but...

Shirase looked at his black and white hair, his expression twisted for a moment.

Is that hair real?How hard would it have to be if true?Or a lot of pomade?But even the form of pomade is a bit too exaggerated!Is there a shelf in it?

"Young master!" The girl in kimono trotted over, blocking the front of the boy in haori, with a completely protective attitude.

"Don't be nervous, Xuenv." The boy comforted her.

Little Lord?

Shirase's heart skipped a beat, don't mess with any organization you can't mess with!