The monkey sister reborn into summer oil

A year later, in August 2007.

"It's coming!"*

With a sound of falling, Nitro and Xiayou threw the ballpoint pen and eraser in front of Baimao at the same time.

The pen tip, which was sharp enough to pierce the skin, stopped suddenly when it was only a few inches away from the five targets, while the relatively soft eraser bounced off as if hitting a thin film just before it touched the opponent.

"...!!" x2

Jia Ruozi: "Oh, what was that just now!?"*

Xia Youjie: "Is the target of the spell automatically selected..."*

Gojo Satoru: "Balabala chirp chirp... (beginning a complicated explanation)"

And at this moment, watching all this, I curled up under the shade of a tree not far away to hide from the sun: "..."

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Well.

Anyway, in short, this guy has become stronger again, right?

Holding a cold-textured leopard doll with an ice-cold talisman on its head, knowing this, I was temporarily shrouded in a negative emotion called "jealousy".

——Good looks, good brains, genius in spells, and wealth.

Gojo Satoru, except for a man with perfect personality...

Today is also a day when I don't want to be friends with this hacker!

……

"Speaking of which, Jay, have you lost weight?"*

Wutiao, who finished the explanation over there, suddenly sensed that something was wrong with his best friend, and walked over to Maomao, tilting his head and asking in doubt.

"It's nothing, it's just bitter summer, I'm fine." *

"Huh? Did you eat too much dried noodles?"*

"..."

"Speaking of which," at this moment, he came over to enjoy the shade under the tree with me, and Nitzi kept turning his head and glanced at the two not far away, his eyes fell on Xia You, and he lowered his voice, "Isn't that guy like this? Has it been a long time?"

"How should I put it, it feels like after the astral body incident a year ago..."

"Indeed."

I perfunctorily agreed, nodded, and my voice seemed a little weak.

He also turned his head and glanced at the five black-haired DKs who were trying to make fun of them.

He has maintained this state for quite a long time... But recently, his depression has become more and more obvious, to the extent that even Gojo Satoru can clearly see it.

"Sure enough," the short-haired female high school student rubbed the heat-reducing artifact in my hand, thoughtfully, "Whether it was death at that time or you had to be forced to take the road of conjurer, that guy I am very concerned, and I am blaming myself."

"...will you blame yourself?"

I blinked, and handed the leopard curse skeleton that I successfully made a year ago with the magic formula I got from Noctuma to Nitzi's arms, and asked tentatively.

"Of course, Xia Youjie is that kind of person," Nitzer sighed, "Sometimes I feel that his character is really tiring to live."

It can be seen that there are classmates who care about themselves just like Wujo.

Probably because my brother’s state of being a bit too abnormal recently, he is completely different from the smiling and always smiling him when I first met him, and he doesn’t like to show too many expressions... No wonder it attracts the two of them care.

On the other hand, looking down at my move to give up the doll, Nitro quickly waved his hand and made a "no" gesture, rejecting the leopard: "I always think its eyes are so fierce...you should hold it."

"It's okay." I glanced at the black panther I was holding in my hand. "He has an incomplete soul and is unconscious in most situations. He is just an ordinary doll right now."

"No, didn't Wutiao get his face swollen when he asked you to use this training a year ago?" Seemingly remembering something happy, the corners of Nitzi's originally flat mouth rose wildly, "Thanks to taking a few more pictures at that time, otherwise I would have a few more pictures in the future." Very little chance."

"Haha..." I forced myself to smile without much energy, and I was flattered for the time being.

"?"

"Yu, why are you so lethargic today?" The other party maintained the gesture of embracing his knees, tilting his head to look.

He stretched out his hand to pinch my face, gently: "Are you all right?"

"Well, actually I..."

It's okay that no one cares, but when I received such concerned gazes, I immediately became aggrieved and pouted at them.

Seeing that something was wrong with me, she was curious and at the same time wrapped her hands around the back of my head lovingly, and put her hair on my hair to comfort and rub it like stroking a cat.

"Glass woo woo woo..."

I sent my head a little bit closer to her, rubbing every inch of it.

"Okay, don't be coquettish, talk about things... What's your trouble?" Nitro smiled helplessly.

"It's still that thing..."

"Ah, 'that', that's the only thing I can think of."

"Yeah, that's 'that' wow!"

"Sorry, my ability is limited, and there is nothing I can do to help..."

"Wow wow!"

...

"What's the matter? Did Yu Jiang eat too much noodles?"

And just as I threw myself into the soft embrace of Xiangxiang, a female high school student, recharging my batteries and rubbing hard to ease the sadness caused by something, a white-haired head suddenly fell apart without warning. People got in between.

"Five..."

Is this man a cat?

How come there is no sound at all?

Or did you say flash?

"Really, why are both of them depressed?" Wu Tiao bent slightly with his hands in his pockets, looked at me with his head tilted, and began to mutter, "Is it really because of the hot weather... Ah, why don't we all get together in the afternoon How about going to the dessert shop for ice cream?"

"There's nocturnal moth class in the afternoon, right?" Jiarui Glass reminded.

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to care at all: "It's fine to skip it~ Or ask Jie to stay and answer 'yes' for us."

Jia Ruozi: "Are you blind like a night moth? There are only four people in our class, right?"

Gojo Satoru: "Well, it doesn't matter~ Why don't I tie him up and put him in a place where he can't find it? Then he won't be able to start classes."

Jia Ruozi: "...are you crazy..."

Miserable [Night Moth Zhengdao] miserable

I was made to laugh by two classmates.

But there was something in my heart, and I couldn't laugh after all.

The two of them looked at each other, as if they had exchanged a glance, they both shook their heads in regret.

"Hey, that's right," Niatz turned slightly sideways at this moment, and glanced at the empty back of classmate Baimao, "Where's Xia Youjie?...was he still here just now?"

"Huh?" Wujo noticed this and glanced back, and then realized that his best friend was nowhere to be seen, then turned his head and rubbed the back of his head and muttered, "Ah... really, why did he turn his head away like before? What is he? Japanese sub-man in batman?"

"And every time it's Yu's presence." Jiarui Niuzi added.

"Really...Xiaoyu, did you guys quarrel?" Wutiao Wu heard that his eyes fell on my head and made a guess, and quickly denied himself and shook his head, "No. It is impossible to argue for a whole year Make up? Could it be that Chengjie is trying to avoid suspicion?"

"Huh? What are you trying to avoid?"

"You still don't understand, Nitro?" The confident white hair might feel that he has understood.

He raised his eyebrows, stretched out the index fingers of his left and right hands, tied them up one by one, and said seriously:

"The two of them, one is brother-controlling and the other is sister-controlling, in order to avoid the eyes of the world..."

Nitro interrupted her: "Have you read too many unscrupulous novels?"

"Ah, no wonder my sister-chan is so depressed... Humph, you already have me, don't you? How greedy..."

"Don't be skinny, don't you know what she always treats you for?"

"...I don't listen, I don't listen."

"Also, don't make that kind of joke lightly, Xia Youjie and Yu are not related by blood, are they?"

"..."

"... "

Ai?

"!"

this moment.

世界

silent.

Then, listening to the white-haired dk and me present, we let out a cry of surprise from our throats at the same time.

We: "Huh? Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai!"

"Hmm? What?" The short-haired JK felt that something was wrong at this moment, looked at me, and then at Wutiao, and also joined our neat big-eyed pattern.

We stare at each other.

"Did you guys not know?" She asked in astonishment.

Wutiao and I, who were stupid, clicked our heads at the same time, and continued to be sluggish.

"Ah this-"

"Five points are fine...how about you..."

"Oops, I didn't mean to say that I missed something that shouldn't be said?"

Nitro panicked.

"Wait," I suddenly recalled what happened last year, and asked, "Did Nizijiang learn about this when he assisted the school in collecting blood samples when he was in the second grade?"

"Correct."

"Is that so? My brother and he..."

"Hey, hey, even if there is no blood relationship!" the annoying Jibaomao interrupted at this moment, and leaned over, staring at me with a pair of blue pupils under the sunglasses and seriously told me, "You are still here One account, right? This is not allowed!"

me?"

What is allowed?

Still indulging in the shock and surprise just now, I didn't react for a while.

"Brother, are you and your cousin on the same household registration book?" Jia Ruozi was speechless.

"I don't have a younger sister," Wutiao rolled her eyes at her, and then turned into a irascible old man and scratched the paw of an innocent tree nearby. "In short... if you can't do it, you can't! A cousin who is not related by blood is also..."

"Don't destroy the plants..."

"Oh hoo," and this side seemed to think of something, and suddenly opened his eyes without highlights and murmured mechanically, "By the way, speaking of it, I was always a black household in my hometown..."

Wutiao: "Huh?"

Me: "Then when I ran to Yokohama, I met a kind person who was willing to help me. It seems that the household registration is still under his name, which means..."

Wutiao: "That is to say, Xiaoyu, are you really going to go on the road of no return for the male lead of Shangyuan Kong?"

Me: "Does that mean I should be called 'Oda Sakuka' now?"

"Hey, why are the two of you focusing on such a huge difference?" Jiarui Nishiko looked at me and DK who blurted out almost at the same time, "...and the surname 'Oda Tsukuru'? Are you sure?" Isn't the surname 'Oda'?"

"..."

so

How come I have no blood relationship with Xia Youjie in this life?

I always thought that my big eyes were completely inherited from my Russian mother!

Could it be that my poor father is really someone's ultimate receiver?

Ah, no wonder he treats me so badly...that's why.

and many more.

Thinking about it carefully, I don’t know if it’s because of the will of the world. My appearance in my previous life seems to be the same, and my eyes are not small. It’s better to say that it’s bigger than Xia Youjie’s family of three combined...

At first I thought it was some kind of transgenerational inheritance, but now that I think about it carefully... I feel that there is something else hidden too?

ummmmmmm...

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And just when Wutiao and I were thinking about each other and both fell silent, a person I least wanted to see—Night Moth Zhengdao, just descended silently at this time.

I:"!!!"

coming.

Here comes the source of my distress!

Me: "Baibai brothers, I slipped away!"

Just as he was about to put oil on his feet, a flash fled quickly, but the back collar was pulled firmly by a force.

"Wait... Hey! Let go of my Wutiao!"

You don't have to look back to know which one it is.

Almost desperately struggling, they buried their heads and rushed forward, but unfortunately the strength of the two sides was too different, and the toes quickly left the ground.

"where are you going?"

He asked quietly, his voice sounded a little resentful.

I felt itching on the back of my neck, and my breath hit it when I spoke, as if I could sink into the belly of a big fluffy dog ​​if I fell back a little.

Woo... I really want to just pour it in like this.

but!

Compared to accepting the painful punishment initiated by the class teacher, I will not be easily moved by this little temptation in front of me!

"Stop talking!" I pretended to be fierce on purpose, and yelled at him like a cat, trying to break away the big hand that circled my waist to perform a lifting motion, "Are you a newly hatched duckling? Where am I going?" none of your business?"

Gojo Satoru: "If you don't tell me, I won't put you back on the ground. You can figure it out yourself."

Threat.

Then, the hands were tightly bound.

At this time:

Jia Ruozi: "Uh, that... I suddenly remembered that the little white mouse hasn't been fed yet, you guys talk, I'll flash first."

Me: "Eh?? Wait, Nitrate..."

There's a flash in the middle!

These sisters are not kind!

"Put me down!"

Seeing the ghostly figure of the night moth approaching quickly, I slapped the arm of the white-haired rascal behind me vigorously, and kicked my feet.

Too bad it was all in vain.

At present, the opponent can drive around the clock without a lower limit. No matter how f*cking I am, the damage I cause is all misses, and I can't even leave a shoe print on the opponent.

It's just numb.

So I hate cheating players the most in my life.

"Ah, I knew it, you really wanted to find Jie, right?"

"I'm looking for your big-headed son! Why should I look for him?"

"It's like this. The four of us are classmates. Since being classmates is to be neat and tidy, I won't let Jie and Xiaoyu take the lead in such things..."

"From the beginning, I don't know what I'm misunderstanding, but I said one or five things, you are really a chicken. Break it."

"—Wujo, what are you doing?"

A majestic voice mixed in.

It’s over.

"!"

Finally, the homeroom teacher, who is the source of nightmares no matter which world, appeared in front of me, and our six eyes met when we turned our heads together.

"Noctua, why are you here?" Wutiao said, finally put me down, and asked by the way, "Did I have another mission, or did Xiaoyu have another mission, or did Xiaoyu and I have another mission?"

"Are you talking about a tongue twister..." Seeing that there was no way to escape, I could only resign myself to my fate and wait to be taken away by the moth, while complaining.

"It has nothing to do with you, I'm here to look for this kid," Ye Mozheng said, and at the same time looked suspiciously at DK, who was suspected of bullying JK on campus, and said again after seeing that our expressions were normal, " Since she entered school, her theory test has never exceeded single digits, and this is already No. 11 make-up exams, at least she must be close to passing before graduation."

I:"!!!!"

Heart stabbed.

I immediately covered my chest like putting on a mask of pain, my heart ached.

- Uh uh!

The source of my depression in the bitter summer was exposed so easily...

Teacher Ye Moth, you are so kind. After thinking about it carefully, I still don’t want to respect you.

barley

I slowly, slowly wanted to kneel down on the spot, but Gojo Satoru over there turned to me in shock and said——

"what???"

"So you're an idiot!?"

Hey, is this a last hit? This must be a last hit, right?

Have you discussed it?

I:"……"

So my kneeling posture became more standard.

Gan.

After much deliberation, it's not my fault at all to fail a course or something.

In the first life, he reluctantly went to school after meeting Yin Gu. In the second life, he ran around with Fei Jia. In the third life, he didn't care about his studies at all, and he didn't have time to live...

More importantly!It is fine for me to communicate in Japanese normally, but it is hard work to read the papers and read the questions. I have to read the text for a long time. Every time I ring the bell to close the paper, I am still stuck on the reading comprehension of the questions...

To sum it up, you can't blame me for the damn thing! !

and!

The teaching system of the promised high school of magic and magic is different from that of ordinary monkey schools! ?

How come there are still theoretical knowledge tests and written tests in the end! !

It's a scam, it's definitely a scam!

...

Unfortunately, later on, no matter how much I resisted or even cried out to Noctua Moth, "If I continue the endless make-up exams, I might really get depressed"... I was still dragged into the self-study classroom by his ruthless hands.

Cicadas are calling, people are broken.

Amid the overwhelming sound of cicadas, I just faced a bunch of tadpoles twisting like a snake and a few white papers in traditional Chinese that popped up from time to time, pulling my hair frantically.

"I remember this pseudonym is..."

"Sin...cos...uh, next up, cosplay...?"

"Howeu? theansweris...YES, medesu? That's right, it's me?"

"What should I do when I encounter a curse spirit that is about to cause harm to ordinary people?... Uh, praise it for its beauty, make it shy, and throw a Wutiaowu at it when it is not prepared?"

"%￥#@!&..."

As above, after a drunken and dreamy experience in the examination room, there is no suspense——

I received checkmarks almost covering the full paper.

"..."

Still yes, failed.

Laugh to death.

The sum of all subjects is not as high as one of Wutiao.

So I hate top students the most!

I will never be able to be friends with Gojo Satoru and laugh with them from the bottom of my heart in this world.

Damn.

I quit.

Lao Tzu wants to create a world where there are only poor students.

"you……"

"There will be another make-up exam next week, so please do your best."

Faced with the expression of the moth Zhengdao watching the prehistoric creatures inexplicably, I slapped the table furiously.

Oh oh oh!

I'm going to cry.

I will really cry for you if I take the make-up exam again! !

The test paper devil kills me!

The curse formed by humans' fear of exams is about to grow from me...

It's just that I'm really not a beautiful girl who is submissive.

I tried every means to avoid the upcoming make-up exam, and finally came up with a perfect countermeasure——

Got it!

As long as you get injured during the mission, wouldn't it be fine!

The wounded also took a ball of yarn test!

I'm too smart!

...

Although I'm terrified of pain, and I absolutely hate blood, scars, and open gaps.

But compared to make-up exams and doing test papers, I would rather be cursed by Ola for two or three months and then get up. No. Can't, and lie comfortably and beautifully on the hospital bed until the make-up exam day is over.

Fortunately, there has never been a "out of control" situation in the past year. The snack street is so big that it is estimated that it has filled all the recipes I have seen and heard in the flower garden, Russia, and Japan in my life. As a cook, he probably has to hang around and play for a while with the finished dessert.

Thanks to this, the old guys at the top gradually became more at ease with me, and slightly lifted the control and monitoring of me compared to before.

Now, as long as I apply, I can occasionally escape Gojo Satoru's supervision, form a team with other people or take over some tasks alone.

"Huh? Want to go with us?"

On such and such and such and such and such and such and such and such day, the make-up exam was approaching, and I was discussing the matter of being expelled from the team with a junior named "Hui Yuanxiong" whom I met a year ago (in fact, he should have been a classmate).

"Of course! It's better to say that I wanted to see Yu's fighting style a long time ago!" The very talkative and lively DK immediately agreed happily, and turned to ask his partner, "Is it right? Qihai!"

"..."

The less talkative student of the same grade named "Qihai Jianren" did not respond. He just took the empty bowl in my hand knowingly under the look of my expectant eyes, and got up to serve me a bowl of hot water. steaming rice.

"www"

"Thank you Nanami sauce!"

When he took it, he pretended to have accidentally touched his fingertip with his little finger...

【copy】

Uh huh, it's done.

In this way, nothing will be lost!

……

later

I passed the application, and I really followed the two DKs, Hui Yuanxiong and Nanami Jianren, to the location of the exorcism mission.

It’s just that there was an error in the information house, which was originally a second-level task, and we encountered the belief in the god of birth, which was difficult to deal with, and even difficult for a second-level magician to escape...

During this mission, Jianren Qihai was seriously injured in both eyes and temporarily lost his sight, while Yuu Huihara...

Suffered a frontal attack by a first-level curse spirit, and was chopped off in the middle

death.

"Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have been too kind to you recently."

"Things that are so easy to do, why are you so arrogant... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

In the exchange of asking the two-faced Su Nuo to use the reversal magician to restore the body, body and life to Hui Yuanxiong——

I pissed him off again by speaking too loudly.

As a result, his mouth and nose were covered, his face was flushed, his breathing was difficult, and he almost suffocated to death.

"First, you ran amok like an idiot and made me suffer with you, and then you are not allowed to repair you, and now you are trying to order me to save the life of a bug?"

"—Not bad. You're brave, you."

Before he was about to die, the uncle finally moved his palm down, freeing his nose for breathing.

Glancing lightly at me, who was supported by his hand, with a bad expression and gasping for breath, my eyelashes drooped slightly, Su Nuo on both sides almost gritted his teeth and continued to say:

"Little brat, you better have a good reason—"

"Otherwise, I will let you feel what is more painful than death."

"say."

Me: "...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!"

I:"#####"

Silly, you should let go first!

I covered my mouth for you, and I told you what a grandpa's grandma's grandpa's legs are!

Say it with your nostrils! ?

……

He finally withdrew his slap, and grinned at me condescendingly with a malicious smile:

"Let's talk, more than 150 words."

I:"……"

God they are more than 150 words! !

Do you still think that Yuu Huihara is not cool enough? ? ?

"Ash……"

"Huihara-kun is very nice, with a cheerful personality and a kind person."

"There is still a younger sister waiting for him to go back at home."

"My younger sister can also see curses, but Mr. Huiyuan doesn't want her to become a conjurer who may die at any time..."

"If Huiyuan dies, my sister-chan will definitely be very sad, and maybe she will go to a high school to become a magician, so that the dead Huiyuan-jun will not be able to reincarnate with peace of mind."

"Summary: Mr. Huiyuan is a good brother, so I hope he can be saved."

But when I counted the words and quickly made the above speech, the uncle in front of me stretched out his hand and grabbed my hair with a sneer.

"..."

Fuck, it's so difficult, this guy!

Why are you upset again?Poisonous!

"Enough said?"

The man's face was stinky, gloomy.

The upper and lower tooth sockets are almost grinding together, which sounds quite unpleasant.

"Mr. Huiyuan, Mr. Huiyuan's... is really noisy like a bug."

The scalp feels pulled.

The other party only exerted a little force, and I was dragged directly to a place closer to him by my hair.

"!"

It was sudden and the center of gravity was unstable, and soon he staggered and fell directly into the arms of a stranger.

"Didn't you call me 150 characters?" I looked up, and there was no more than three finger-widths of air between the man in the underworld, "How can I get enough without repeating the name a few times?"

Then his cheek was pinched with a hand.

Kind of pinching rice balls.

The fleshy cheeks were slightly swollen like squeezing a hamster, and he forced his head to be raised higher to meet his gaze——

The neck is going to be scrapped.

"Then I like that kid, how about sending you to see him now?"

The other hand of Su Nuo on both sides pinched the back of my neck habitually, exerting a little force like a threat.

"Come on," I said, "I'm dead and you're gone."

If they die together, they will turn into butterflies.

Do we want the three of us to stay together for three nights and three flights?

That's too much of the underworld... Who can think of such a way of death in the underworld.

"Don't make me repeat it again," his eyes turned cold, and the back of his neck hurt more and more from his pinch, "You don't have the right to threaten me."

"Gently pinch, woo..." I had no choice but to tiptoe vigorously while twisting my expression, while sticking closer to him to relieve it, "I'm not a threat, not a threat..."

I said, trying to say good things: "I just, I just don't want my uncle to be implicated by me and die together...I also want to have dinner with you. Eating alone is so lonely."

Seeing his micro-expression change, he hastily continued to add:

"The reason for wanting to revive Huiyuan is just for the sake of using it."

"He's pretty good at cooking. After all, there's a sister or something at home... I have to make good use of him and learn all the cooking from him, and then come back to serve the uncle, right?"

"Just save him, without him, there will be one less good cook in the world..."

Two-faced Su Nuo: "..."

……

...

I don't know which sentence finally moved the master to finally get the correct password, or the old man really thought I was too annoying, and finally helped Hui Yuanxiong to come back to life.

Forget it.

The old man had a deep heart, this guy is a free man who does things according to his own mood, instead of trying to guess his mind, it's better to count how many eyelashes there are in five, so the turmoil of this mission is over.

So

In the end, the seemingly superficial result is: Hui Yuanxiong is unscathed, Nanami Jianren's eyes are severely damaged, and I——

As the most injured person in the team, he was wrapped into a mummy as he wished, with his arms crossed, lying on the bed peacefully and quietly hissing (~).

Ah ha ha.

It's so cool not to have to make up the exam.

Maybe you can take this opportunity to make use of the problem, loudly accuse the higher-ups of making mistakes in the intelligence, and threaten the other party to give us corresponding compensation.

The compensation needed is not much... just a full score in the theory test plus a few hundred million in compensation.

Just as I was thinking so happily, suddenly, the door of the infirmary was gently opened by someone.

I:"……"

Wait, wouldn't it be the devil Noctua who came to visit with the test paper in his arms?

In order to confirm this, I squinted my eyes, and while continuing to pretend to be unconscious, I secretly peeked at people.

Oh……

It's Xia Youjie, it's okay...

However, before the word "Le" in my heart finally came out, a drop of some kind of icy cold liquid hit the back of my hand from my brother who walked to my bed and stopped.

Although only a tiny drop.

But it can really be felt, not an illusion.

"...?"

What's this?

I didn't move, I still maintained the dead body posture, a little dazed.

First get rid of the saliva.

Because Xia Youjie is not an uncle, it is obviously impossible to face me (a human being) and not be able to control the saliva that wants to cook.

So……

Is it tears?

He... is crying?

A man weeps and a woman dies.

To be honest, I was a little panicked.

What should I do, at this time, I wanted to open my eyes and send him to buy me some dessert... But it would be super embarrassing to wake up suddenly at this time!

So should I continue pretending? ?

(The lines marked with "*" are quoted from the original lines, with changes)