The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

When Ling Yao first met Gojo Satoru, he was only ten centimeters.

And, it fell from the sky and landed directly on her windowsill.

"Our Teiko Middle School is a famous school in Tokyo. Whether it is teaching facilities or college atmosphere, it ranks first in Tokyo."

“Not only is it a great learning environment, but the extracurricular activities are also worth mentioning…”

"Student bell shaking?"

The headmaster stopped in his footsteps, turned around and asked tentatively.

The girl following him was wearing a junior high school uniform.

Her hair was neatly tied into a braid, drawing a jumping arc behind her as she walked.

Her skin was very white, almost transparent, as if she hadn't seen light for thousands of years.

The light that leaked in from the window scattered on her face, like mottled starlight.

Ling Yao recovered from the window, her smile was very bright, her voice was clear when she spoke, and she was apologetic at this moment: "I'm sorry, I'm listening, I'm just a little curious, I couldn't help but take a few more glances, the school is really beautiful. "

The principal smiled kindly at Ling Yao, "It's okay, I'll take you to your class first, you are a student of Diguang Middle School now, and you will have many opportunities to get to know the school better in the future."

He continued to talk about the club problem just now, "It's been a while since school started, and it's been a long time since you joined a club, but if you have a club you like, you can join it at any time."

Ling Yao didn't quite understand these rules, but it didn't feel right intuitively, so she asked curiously, "Is this okay?"

The principal was too kind, and there was even a hint of flattery in his politeness: "You are introduced by Mr. Munakata, I will not let the admission matter trouble you, you can enroll with peace of mind."

Ling Yao followed behind the principal, she rubbed her nose.

Munakata Reisi's face is really useful.

Not only the school, but also every aspect of her life, Munakata Reishi arranged very well.

Because she is underage and it is convenient for her to go to school, she lives in a family named Ling. Mr. Ling is a middle school teacher and an ordinary office worker, while Mrs. Ling owns a dessert shop in the city. They used to There is a daughter who is as old as her, but unfortunately passed away, so she is willing to adopt Ling Yao.

On weekends and when she is not busy with schoolwork, she can also help out in the dessert shop opened by Ling's family.

go to school.

family.

Extracurricular activities.

The very perfect middle school life is exactly the same as the middle school life that Ling Yao yearned for, and now there is a very crucial link-joining an interesting club.

In this way, the perfect middle school life can begin.

However, the dream of middle school life was ruined on the third day after entering school.

It was completely ruined.

"The bell rings—"

My mother's voice came from downstairs, "I'm going to the store, you have to do your homework seriously at home, and you have to decide for yourself about club affairs."

Ling Yao was watering a few potted plants on the windowsill, and obediently agreed: "Mom, be careful on the road."

With the view of watering on the window sill, I confirmed that my mother had gone far.

Ling Yao turned around and opened the desk drawer, and said to the man lying inside: "You can come out now."

It's a bit of a stretch to say it's a man.

Because the other party's stature is too small and too small, like a doll that can be held in the palm of your hand.

If it wasn't for his ability to move, speak and think, Ling Yao couldn't believe that such a size is really human.

And the other party was lying in the pencil case in her drawer, with her eraser on her pillow, her legs crossed, her toes dangling.

Obviously he is the one hiding in someone else's house, but he looks much more leisurely than Ling Yao.

The moment the drawer was opened, the view inside the drawer was brightened.

He seemed a little uncomfortable with the sudden light, and lazily pushed the round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, the corners of his lips curved: "Then let's settle our score."

Ling Yao blinked, very puzzled: "Settling accounts?"

He changed from lying down to sitting, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Gojo Satoru."

"Does settlement mean exchanging names?"

"..." Sitting in her pencil case, Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue, "It's a bit difficult."

Ling Yao blinked again, still puzzled.

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to be entangled with this problem anymore, propped his head and said lazily: "Meeting is fate, and meeting like us is a once-in-a-lifetime fate, so let's get to know each other's names first, understand?"

"I understand, then... let me introduce myself, my name is Ling Yao." After imitating Gojo Wu's sentence pattern, she moved closer, put her head on the drawer, and looked eagerly at Wujo sitting in the pencil case. Enlightenment, "But Wutiao Wu, why do you only have such a small one? What did you eat to grow up like this? Or is it born? Is it a special genetic inheritance, or is there some kind of disease?"

Wujo Wu raised one of his eyebrows.

Shake twice.

As if holding back something for the time being, he grinned, "Of course it's a unique secret treasure. How about it, do you want to grow up like this too? If you want to, I'd like to share it with you because of our fateful encounter."

Ling Yao blinked and continued to stare at him.

The eyes are clear, but at this moment they are full of confusion and curiosity, like a child facing new things, without any adulteration or cover-up.

As for Gojo Satoru, he must be in a great mood now, otherwise why would he keep chattering.

He even stood up and jumped to show off his figure: "Look, there are many advantages to being so small. You won't be caught by the teacher if you skip class, and you won't be noticed by the clerk if you sneak into the dessert shop to eat. You can also go to the cinema to watch every movie you like-"

"The bell rings." Gojo Satoru's excited chatter quickly cooled down, his hands were folded on his chest, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction: "I'll count to three, put me down."

"I'm sorry, sorry, I really couldn't hold back, because the way you jumped around just now really looked like the big yellow chicken that got up early and crowed at the neighbor's house, very cute. By the way, Gojo Satoru, where do you want to be placed?" Bell Shaking Wujou's clothes by the back collar, he was apologetic and sincere.

"Anywhere, I'm counting, three—"

thump.

The sound of landing was quite crisp, and it didn't even come to Wutiao Wu's second number.

Ling Yao looked at Wujo Wu, who was lying motionless on the ground at her feet, and hesitated, "Are... are you okay?"

Gojo Satoru sat up with his arms propped up, his waist supported, and he took two steps.

Fell to the ground.

He struggled to stand up again, trembling, like an old man who was about to pass away.

Down again.

The whole person is extremely fragile.

Ling Yao realized that she had gotten into trouble, and fell directly from her hand to the ground. This distance was nothing, but for a person the size of a doll, it was no less than falling off a cliff.

She was so careless.

Ling Yao hurriedly and carefully picked up Gojo Wu who had fallen to the ground, while Wujo Wu was lying in her palm, grinning and rubbing his waist as if in pain.

The small sunglasses are also crooked, and the dark colored lenses are skewed on the tip of the nose.

It happened that his eyes were exposed, only then did Ling Yao see clearly that his pupils were beautiful blue, like extravagant gemstones, and also like a clear sky, very beautiful, she couldn't help but look at it for a while, feeling a little lost.

Until Gojo Satoru's voice brought her back to reality: "What do you mean by not speaking? You don't want to be responsible to me, do you?"

"Uh...responsible, of course responsible."

"Oh——" Gojo Satoru adjusted the small sunglasses on the tip of his nose, blocking his eyes, looking down on what he was thinking for a while, but his tone was quite dissatisfied, probably not very happy.

That's right, she would be upset if she was thrown to the ground in a good way.

Gojo Satoru continued: "It's good to be responsible, then you also agreed to the request just now?"

"..."

Although I didn't hear clearly what request Gojo Satoru said just now.

However, at this moment, Gojo Satoru seemed to be exuding an unpleasant aura all over her body, which prevented her from opening her mouth.

"You don't want to go back on your word, do you?"

"...Well, in fact, I didn't hear clearly what you asked for just now."

"It's not too troublesome to ask, and I'm not the kind of bad guy who takes the opportunity to blackmail me. I'm super-good--" Speaking of this, he smiled, and he seemed to be in a much better mood again, no Aggrieved as before, he said slowly: "Anyway, as long as I take care of my diet and daily life, I will listen to everything. If I want to go out to bask in the sun, you have to take me for a walk in the park. I want to eat sweets. You I have to buy it back and do this before my injury recovers, isn’t it too much?”

It was the first time for Ling Yao to throw someone like this, and she felt extremely guilty: "Well, it's not too much."

"You are lucky. You met someone who is so talkative as me. If you want to break someone else's arms and legs, the requirements are more than that. Oops, my whole body hurts from the fall, and I probably broke my bones." Seven or eight—”

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

"...No, it doesn't seem to be that serious. I'll take a rest and observe."

"You must go to the hospital!"

"It's no use."

"This is what I should do, you don't have to be polite to me."

After a few seconds of silence.

Gojo Satoru sighed, and said sadly: "It's not that I'm being polite to you, but that I can't go to a place like a hospital. I'm a different size from ordinary people. If I'm sent to the hospital, I will definitely be treated as a strange person." Let's get up and study it, maybe it will be dissected... It's just that I have a very important agreement that I haven't fulfilled, and before that, I can't die, so I can't be discovered by others."

Probably his tone was too sad.Ling Yao was very moved, and sincerely said to him: "I understand, I will protect you well."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru supported the small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, the dark lenses blocked his eyes, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly at this time, but he sounded very weak: "Then please, I can only rely on you."

Ling Yao had never heard such a dependent tone before, her desire to protect surged up, and she reassured: "Leave it to me."