I'm an undercover agent at the High School of Magic

I flow Wujo Wu, which has nothing to do with the plot of the main text

Second person warning, be warning

Your eyes are blurred, your body is heavy and light, you can't remember what you did before, but it seems that you saw Wujo Wu's figure again at the end.

"Good morning." Gojo Gojo greeted you full of energy, but there seemed to be something different from before.

"Can you do that again, that..."

ha, what is he doing?

You subconsciously stretch your heavy body, and then find yourself bound by a strange spell.

"Teacher Wutiao, what are you doing again, let me out quickly, I don't have time to play with you now..."

Your throat is so dry... it hurts, it hurts, you just want to let go of everything, have a good meal, and go back to bed and sleep comfortably.

"Playing? Who is playing with you." His voice suddenly became cold and hard. Before you could think about why, your hair was grabbed heavily, and you were forced to look up, and what you saw was the cold white light of the dissection room And Miss Glass's heavy expression.

"How is this going?"

"Don't make me repeat it for the third time." Your scalp hurts from being scratched by the force on your head, your eyes are forced to raise your eyes again, and what you see is the smooth chins of the five teachers who have been with you day and night.

"How did you disguise yourself as a human being, Miss Cursing Spirit?"

……

You can't remember what you did before, but there is no doubt that you have been exposed.

Although I don't know why Gojo Satoru didn't exterminate you, and your current situation doesn't look very good...but fortunately, you are still alive.

As long as there is life, there is hope...

"I've said it before, and I don't like to repeat it."

His forehead was smashed against the wall with great pain, his head was broken, blood flowed into his eyes, and his vision was blocked... Obviously, Teacher Wutiao's patience with the curse spirit was far worse than that of his students.

"How on earth did you deceive my eyes?" Gojo Satoru's frivolous laughter concealed enough chilling coldness, "Until now, my sixth eyes have also told me that you are a human being."

"If I didn't see you become a curse spirit with my own eyes."

"..."

"Say it, I'm not that patient."

You close your eyes.

"...water, give me water."

"Ha, don't you have plenty to drink on your head?"

Gojo Satoru is a very bad person. After changing your identity, you once again deeply realized this.

He grabs your hair and slams against the wall again.

More blood trickles from your head, blurring your eyes and dripping into your mouth.

"Bah-ah-"

"Why, are you still picking and choosing?" In the blur of blood, your jaw was raised—you were forced to look at Gojo Satoru.

"You curse spirits, don't you like human flesh and blood the most?"

"..."

This is prejudice, the prejudice of all human conjurers, including Gojo Satoru.

"I didn't kill people, and I didn't eat people."

And you have always had a deep distaste for the strange tastes of your own kind.

Obviously everyone is made up of negative emotions of human beings, why do we want to eliminate and eat human beings?

Don't you think it's disgusting?

"Do you think I will still believe your nonsense?"

Your scalp hurts, your body hurts, your throat hurts too... But your mood is extremely calm.

You have to live.

"I can tell you what I can say, as long as you can protect... ah ah ah—"

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, Curse Spirit."

Gojo Satoru's voice was accompanied by severe physical pain, and it was extraordinarily ruthless.

"It's best to tell you everything you know, how did you pretend to be a human being, how did you infiltrate the high school, and what kind of tricks you have done." Gojo Wujo said slowly, even if his vision was hazy, you could still feel his soaring anger .

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't say it."

You were thrown to the ground hard, and there was darkness in front of you... It was Gojo Satoru, whose leather shoes stepped on your face, completely blocking your sight.

"Because I am the strongest."

……

Gojo Satoru rejected your suggestion.

You are put on the anatomy table of nitro.

Vivisection without anesthesia will cause an uproar in the outside world, but you are a curse spirit, you don’t need human rights, and you are not easy to die. Anesthesia will affect the experimental data, so of course, this autopsy does not need anesthesia.

On the contrary, Miss Nitzi felt a little unbearable.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Glass." Even though she is your chief surgeon, you still have no ill feeling towards this tired woman, "I'm different from ordinary curse spirits, as long as I think, I won't feel pain, and I won't feel like Humans die like that."

"Speaking is better than singing." Gojo Satoru sneered disdainfully, "If Glass relaxes his vigilance against you under your comfort, you will soon find a chance to bite her neck off."

You sweat profusely, does he treat you like a dog?

"No, I won't hurt Miss Glass."

However, no one cares about your words.

"Whether it's smell, touch, vision, or soul... They are all exactly the same as humans, and even retain their sanity, can talk to humans clearly, and show emotions and empathy similar to humans... I can understand your wavering, Glass."

Gojo Satoru pressed your heart, probably very hard, blood oozes from his fingers.

"But that's the way it is, the danger."

Can the curse spirit live in peace with human beings? It is absolutely impossible.

You understood Gojo Satoru's implication very well, and even nodded.

"It's okay, Miss Nitro, I really don't feel pain, um..."

Your mouth was tightly shut by Wutiao Wu, with a cloth you found somewhere.

"Of course, just treat her like a dead pig. It's a clever thing."

???

Who is the pig?

Gojo Wu, the bastard, is just jealous that you are more popular than him! ! !

……

You were hidden by Gojo Satoru and Ms. Glass, and other people didn't know your real situation. You knew it when Junpei came to find you.

"Miss Glass, do you really not know where Hemei is?"

Obviously, the shrewd Junpei had noticed the clue.

He is very smart, he didn't come to ask Gojo Satoru, but found the less firm Nitro.

You are spitting bubbles in a big jar boredly. This is Gojo Satoru's bad taste. Putting you in a container similar to that of zombies in Resident Evil can remind others of your danger at all times.

He's just farting, he can't see you.

When you received the news, you were lying on the bed, being fed by Miss Nitro.

Since changing this thing, you have to accept the nutrition delivered by those tubes...

Should it be said that he still has some last bit of humanity, did he not soak you in formalin?

……

The quarrel between Junpei and Glass continues.

Someone knocked on your jar, it was Gojo Satoru.

"Why don't you ask him for help? As long as it's your words, the eccentric Junpei will definitely believe it."

You gave him a blank look, did you say something now?

"Sorry, I forgot."

The water in the jar was gradually pumped out, you thought about it and answered his words.

"I can indeed use Shunping to get the help I want." Listening to Shunping's various excuses to you, you have mixed feelings in your heart.

"But isn't that too pathetic?"

"Pitiful?"

"Because the lie will be exposed one day... Junpei like that is so pitiful."

Although you didn't know about his tragedy at the beginning, you were his partner in killing his mother and enemy after all.

Being used through and through like a tool, he even fell in love with his enemy.

Such a life is too sad.

"It's also for this purpose that you didn't tell Junpei the truth."

Wujo Satoru's expression at this time was very subtle.

You can feel that through the black cloth, he is looking at you seriously, as if he is meeting you for the first time.

You are a little disturbed.

"Hey, you guy, you don't look like a curse."

"Why should I be like a curse." You ask him back. "Are humans supposed to be like people?"

"I'm often questioned about not being a person."

Wipe, made a mistake.You forget that this person in front of you is a special case.

"Don't compare me with you, you know, I'm much more popular than you as a person... Pooh, you must be sick, let the water go suddenly."

Gojo Satoru held the remote control with a noble and glamorous expression on his face.

"Oh, curse."