The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

"This first-grade camp will start on the weekend, that is, tomorrow, and will last for two days. We will gather at the gate of the school at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning. Remember, don't bring too many things, because you have to climb the mountain, and you have to carry your luggage by yourself."

When school was over, the teacher once again emphasized the weekend camping, and then officially announced the end of school.

As soon as the teacher left, the restrained excitement in the classroom was finally uncontrollable, and the weekend camping was discussed enthusiastically.

The bell ringing seat is surrounded by girls.

Their topic is probably——

"I'm going to wear that new dress I just bought, it must look great in photos!"

"I'm also going shopping tonight, buying new hairpins and accessories, so they look better together."

"Ah, who does it look good on? Is it Chang Gu..."

"Ah, don't say it, he will hear it!"

"Tell me, should I wear lipsticks of two shades and switch between them every two days?"

"Should I put on my dad's camera, and then everyone will take pictures."

The girls chattered and discussed very enthusiastically.

Ling Yao packed her schoolbag and listened to their chatting all the time. She was in a good mood, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raised, inexplicably looking forward to tomorrow's camping.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his uniform skirt.

With the chattering discussions in her ears talking about various dresses, she suddenly thought that her wardrobe was all dresses bought by her mother.

She seems to have never had the concept of dressing up.

When she was in Scepter4, Seri Awashima was one of the few women. At that time, she took her to buy clothes once.

But that was the first time she saw the outside world. The numerous and beautiful dresses were like a magic box that was opened suddenly, which dazzled her. In the end, Seri Awashima chose a few dresses for her.

But I didn't stay long in Scepter4.

Soon, she had a family willing to adopt her.

My mother likes her very much and has bought her a lot of clothes. She doesn't know how to match girls, so her mother will buy her a complete set. She just wants to wear it comfortably, and has no idea about the beauty of skirts, let alone going to school. wear uniform.

If you're going camping... don't you want to wear a nice dress?

When he thought so, his shoulders sank.

"The bell rings—"

Accompanied by Momoi Wuyue's laughter, she slammed the bell closer and said with a smile: "After the club activities are over, do you want to go to the shopping mall together? Tomorrow, I'm going camping. I've arranged to do some shopping. Together, Ada, help us carry our things."

The school camp had been announced two days ago. Ling Yao went home and told her mother, and her mother bought a lot of things the next day, including food and tools for camping.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing extra to buy. My mother is much more thoughtful than her.

but--

The surroundings are bustling with laughter from girls and the sound of boys playing.

The enthusiasm and splendor of this moment seemed to drag her into the real world, truly touching the joys and sorrows of the world.

Ling Yao nodded, "Well, I'll call my mother and talk about it, otherwise she will be worried when I get home late."

"No problem! Then I'll go to the basketball club first. There will be a very important game in a while. Akashi-kun gave me a lot of information to analyze. I'm so busy that I'm going to pass out. Let's call when the club activities are over!" Momoi Wuyue picked up her schoolbag, waved her hand, and quickly left the classroom.

The afternoon sun is in full bloom.

Swaying through the floating thin gauze window, leaving a floating light and shadow on the table, golden, brilliant, bright, like a passing shadow, leaving an imprint of this moment in the blank and long life.

To be precise, Ling Yao is a member of the basketball club.

She entered school later than normal, and had already missed the normal recruitment of new clubs. Looking at the various clubs on the school profile, she had no idea and couldn't imagine what these clubs do. Finally, she chose basketball club.

At least, Momoi Wuyue whispered in her ear every day that she was familiar with the basketball club.

It's just that a girl like her can't participate in the competition as a player, and she doesn't have the ability to analyze data like Momoi Mayzuki, so she was transferred to the first army to work as a manager.

So most of the time, I just sort out equipment and materials like the other girls, and I have more free time to watch games and so on.

After Ling Yao and the other girls finished moving the equipment, they sat in the auditorium on the side.

After a period of time, she also understood a lot of basketball rules. She thought basketball was very interesting, and she was very absorbed in watching it. When she saw Kise Ryota score a goal, she would applaud happily with everyone.

After the training, Ling Yao followed everyone to pack up and planned to go to the First Army to wait for Momoi Wuyue.

The training of the first army will end later.

On the way to the first army training hall in small steps, Ling Yao's mood was full of joy.

This afternoon, she was in a good mood, thinking that she would be able to go to the shopping mall with Momoi Wuyue in a while, Ling Yao felt her heart bubbling with joy.

Even the steps are much lighter.

Ling Yao took out the phone and glanced at the time before putting it back in his pocket.

suddenly.

An idea came up in my heart that I wanted to share.

She took out her phone again.

Find Gojo Satoru's number.

"School is going camping tomorrow, and I'm going to go shopping with my good friends later. It's my first time shopping with my good friends, so I'm looking forward to it."

After editing and clicking send, the corners of Ling Yao's mouth curled up.

"The one with the ponytail—"

At this time, a few tall boys shouted towards Ling Yao from a distance.

Ling Yao looked up in a daze. They were wearing the jerseys of the basketball club, but the first army was still training. It seemed that they should be members of the second or third army who had finished training ahead of schedule.

When they saw the bell shaking and heard the sound, they looked over and shouted again: "Yes, it's you, come here."

When Gojo Satoru received the text message, he picked it up and saw that the bell was ringing, and he snorted coldly with the tip of his nose turned skyward.

well.

Also know to text him.

He ignored the rising arc of his mouth and called directly.

Fortunately, Ling Yao answered the phone this time and did not hang up his phone.

Gojo Satoru was ready to speak and scolded her to vent his anger. As soon as the call was connected, he spoke first: "Didn't you say you won't disturb me, see you when you come back?"

His chin was raised high, waiting to hear what Ling Yao had to say.

result--

"Wait a minute, a senior called me over, I'll hang up first."

"...?"

"--beep."

The phone hangs up.

"..."

Gojo Satoru pinched the can in his hand, deformed it, and threw it into the trash can.

What senior, what kind of senior is this?

Ling Yao thought that the seniors of the basketball club were asking her to do something.

After all, she is considered a member of the basketball club's logistics, and her seniors will arrange for her to carry basketball equipment and the like.Although these seniors have never met...but they should, they need her to do something temporarily.

After Ling Yao hung up Gojo Satoru's call, she ran over in small steps.

However, the direction the senior took her was not the equipment room of the basketball club, but a path that Ling Yao had never been before.

She doesn't talk much, she rarely asks questions, and follows behind silently.

It wasn't until the end of the path was a corner shaded by the woods that even in the afternoon when the sun was shining, it was so dark that it was almost impenetrable, the seniors stopped.

The blond-haired senior lit a cigarette.

He smiled, smoke rings gushed out towards him, and the bell choked.

The yellow-haired senior smiled and said, "Your name is Ling Yao, right?"

"Yeah." Ling Yao felt that these seniors were a bit strange, not like the way she was asked to do things before.But Munakata Reji told her to be polite to people, so she still asked softly, "What do you want me to do?"

"Yes, of course." The yellow hair patted her face, squinting and smiling: "She looks cute, but it's just this figure... Tsk, it's quite dull."

As soon as he finished speaking, several other seniors also laughed.

The laughter was weird, not like happiness, not like mocking, but it made people uncomfortable, a kind of discomfort that pricked and itched all over.

Especially when their eyes moved to her chest, the feeling of discomfort was particularly obvious.

The bell took a step back and separated a little distance, "Please don't do this. If you have anything to say, seniors, you can talk directly."

"Well, it's quite simple." The yellow hair spit out eye circles, "You are very close to that little model of Kise, right?"

Ling Yao nodded, "We are friends."

"Oh--friend." The yellow-haired man smiled mischievously, "How about making friends with my brothers and sisters?"

"..." Ling Yao subconsciously frowned.

She seldom rejects others.

Moreover, when the word friend came out of his mouth, it felt a thick layer of filth.

She said, "Not good."

Several tall seniors were taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

The yellow hair clicked his tongue, "Little sister, do you really dare to refuse?"

"Why can't you refuse?" Ling Yao asked.

"A weak little sister like you, let alone the five of us, even my fist can break your leg. Oh, it's a pity that it's too shriveled, otherwise it would be very nice to take a nude photo."

The yellow hair spit out the circles under his eyes, shook off the soot, "I'll give you a chance to admit your mistake."

"I have a godsister who likes Kise. I don't like you, so let me teach you how to be a good person. But, I like to make friends. If you take care of my brothers comfortably today, I will let you go back Home, do you understand?"

Ling Yao was silent for a while, and replied honestly: "I don't understand..."

"Still pretending?" The yellow hair sneered, and glanced at her chest, "It's dry and dry, it's tasteless. But this mouth is quite cute, it can be refreshing."

He glanced at the people next to him, "In the village, you hold her down, I'll go first."

The eyes of the other seniors were shining, "Do you want to take off your clothes too?"

"Tsk, if you want to have no breasts, you guys like this kind of young teeth, right?"

"Hey, brother, you know too..."

"Look for yourselves, just don't get in my way. If it hurts someone and you can't keep your mouth steady and bite me, I want you to look good."

"Don't worry, brother."

After Gojo Satoru arrived at Teiko Middle School, he grabbed a random student and asked where the basketball club was.

He called Ling Yao, but Ling Yao didn't answer.

Fortunately, the club was mentioned in the chat before, and I knew that Ling Yao should be in the club at this time.

However, he asked from the three armies to the first army, but he couldn't find the bell. Instead, it was the place where he had appeared, and there were chirping and chirping all around, which was very noisy.

He couldn't find the bell, so he started asking people.

But Ling Yao is obviously not the kind of person who is very popular. She is usually quiet and not very talkative. She behaves well in the class, is ordinary, and doesn't have much sense of existence. After asking several times, she said that she doesn't know. .

In the end, Gojo Satoru jumped onto the roof of the basketball hall in frustration.

He thought, this place is higher and the field of vision is wider, so he should be able to see farther.

This really made him see the bell shaking.

Right under this tree at his feet.

Several tall boys were holding Ling Yao's arms and legs, and one of them was blowing cigarettes at her viciously, holding the cigarette butt, trying to burn Ling Yao's face.

Under a tree in the corner of the stadium.

Ling Yao's whole body was pinned down, while the blond-haired hand held the cigarette butt, the red fire point, scalding heat.

"You guys should let me go." Ling Yao said calmly.

The yellow-haired man laughed, "It's really interesting. Look, this first grader is not afraid. Who hasn't started crying and begging for mercy before?"

"Haha, let us let her go, I really don't know what to do."

The yellow hair narrowed his eyes, "It seems that you don't know what it means to be afraid."

Before the words fell, he had already squeezed the cigarette butt and burned it on the back of Ling Yao's hand. Seeing that Ling Yao finally shook, he smiled proudly, "The next step is to burn your face? What do you mean?" , what would happen if you burned your chest? Would Kise think it looks good? Hahahahaha—"

The yellow-haired laugh was suddenly interrupted, like a slaughtered animal, and the cry stopped abruptly at the moment the throat was cut.

Moreover, he was kicked to the ground, and a cloud of dust rose from the dust that had not been cleaned for a long time in the corner.

He was kicked heavily and fell onto a tree two meters behind him. The trunk was shaken and a few fallen leaves fell.

Then came the sound of falling to the ground.

In the eyes of Ling Yao and the other tall men, Gojo Satoru descended from the sky.

And before he landed, he kicked the leader's yellow hair hard to the tree trunk two meters away, and Wujo Wu fell to the ground amidst the crash and dust.

What was exposed in everyone's eyes was a face with flamboyant hair, but that handsome face didn't have much good-looking expression at this moment.

The lip line is tight, and the chiseled jaw reveals a bit of danger.

On the bridge of the tall nose is a pair of small sunglasses, slightly drooping, the blue eyes that should have been so beautiful and distracting, are now like ice, looking at them coldly, as if they could be turned into blades.

Gojo Satoru didn't look back, his eyes slanted.

When she spoke, her tone was very light, curling up a bit coldly: "Aren't you going to let her go?"

The tall men were swept away by Gojo Satoru from the corner of their eyes, and immediately felt a wave of fear and coercion from the beginning to the end, and subconsciously let go of their hands.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, shook the bell, and then hugged her horizontally.

The long legs left the scene in a few steps.

Ling Yao nestled in Gojo Wu's arms, poked her head out, her black eyes looked at the outline of Gojo Wu's jaw, "Wu? Why are you here? Is the mission over early? Does your mission over there matter?" , Is there any injury or something like that. Oh, by the way, how did you find me? Do you know that our school's basketball club is here?"

Gojo Satoru's steps were fast, and he walked the secluded path in just a few steps.

When he got to the spacious and sunny place outside, there were Teiko students coming and going, so he put down the bell.

Pressing his palm on her forehead, he turned around and left, leaving only one sentence to her: "Shut up and ask again later."

"...?" Ling Yao saw Wu Tiao Wu's back, confused and asked quickly, "Where are you going?"

"Clean up the scum."

"Huh? But there's no need to carry me out... I won't get in the way."

Gojo Satoru's back disappeared at the entrance of the path.

Under the swaying light and shadow, only his light and lazy voice was left, "Children can't watch fights."