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

After more than ten hours of long-distance flight, Gojo Satoru and his party returned to Tokyo.

Hemei Fan, who didn't have a good rest on the plane, walked on instinct in a daze, wondering why there were so few passengers along the way, she remembered that there were quite a lot of people on this plane...

The stewardess who originally had a polite smile looked at her hesitantly, "This guest, your..."

"Huh?" Before Hemei could react, Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared, stood in front of Hemei, took off his sunglasses and winked at the stewardess.

"My beautiful lady, my students and I have urgent matters, please step aside for a moment, please?"

The stewardess who was violently attacked by Wujo Wumeiyan was immediately thrown out of her wits.

"Okay, okay."

Gojo Satoru said he was in a hurry, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. He pulled Crane Plum and made a fuss along the way, pointing at something and screaming, like a schoolboy who just came out for an outing.

"Crane plum sauce, look there, look there!"

"Crane plum sauce, over here..."

Hemei, who was bothered by sleepiness, ignored him at all, pulling his arm and squinting her eyes like a walking machine with no emotion.

"Crane plum sauce, take a look, just take a look~"

"Don't look, anyway, you just have some bad intentions and want to punish me, don't look!"

The large cat leading her in front made an aggrieved and frustrated sound.

Hemei ignored him, and the blind man followed his arm like an elephant, groped all the way over, jumped onto his back, and buried his face in the socket of his neck.

"No matter what bad idea you have, it's better to lose face and lose face together."

Gojo Satoru on his body was stunned for a while, and then he shouted happily again.

"Then, the super-powerful Wujo Wujo special plane is about to take off, please sit down and fasten your seat belts..."

Hemei hugged his neck tightly with her hands.

"Well, fasten it, let's fly."

……

When Hemei was half asleep, she felt that she had been handed over. In a daze, she tore off the oversized blindfold that could cover most of her face, and found herself in Yidizhi's car.

"Mr. Yijichi, where is Gojo Satoru?"

"Mr. Wutiao left beforehand, and he asked me to send you back first..." Yidizhi was halfway through speaking, his eyes widened suddenly in surprise, and he stumbled when he spoke.

"That, Miss Hemei, your..."

"Mr. Ichi, please stop."

Yidizhi, who has been at the beck and call of Gojo Satoru all year round, stopped the car even faster with his brain.

Hemei jumped out of the car like a monkey, and waved to Yidizhi, "Mr. Yidizhi, I still have something to do, you should go back first."

"But, Miss Hemei, your..."

Yidizhi's voice in the distance dissipated like the wind, and Hemei, who felt she had calmed down a little, started the land marathon again. I stole a mask and put it on my face before, found a secluded place to change clothes, hid my luggage, and then avoided the city cameras a little too cautiously, and only hid from inspections when I encountered unavoidable places The speeding camera of the vehicle kept running towards the distance.

……

When Hemei arrived at the destination, it was already past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

After looking around for no one, she decisively turned in through a window.

Standing in the room was Limei with hair like strawberry shaved ice. Limei was very good at beating and arrogant. He didn't usually look down on these curse spirits. Seeing that he was about to hit her, Hemei hurriedly raised her hand as a signal , "I'm Hemei, Xia You should have said it, I'm here to look for him today."

He nodded, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

The room was very lively, the sounds of Wutiao, I touch, etc. could be heard endlessly, Hemei pushed open the small door with a dark face, and found that this group of people were playing mahjong.

"Fuck, I'm lingering for survival under Gojo Satoru every day, and you're just playing this here?"

Hemei was so angry that she really wanted to lift the mahjong table, but considering that she couldn't beat anyone on the table except real people, she groaned and sat down on the folding bed and started kicking the wall.

"Occasionally, you have to combine work and rest." Xia You didn't even bat an eye, and pushed the cards in his hand away.

"Why don't you come to play, I think Hemei, you should be able to get used to this kind of thing very quickly."

"Farewell, I refuse all bad habits." Hemei took off her mask and took a breath, "I have my own way to have fun."

"There's no need to be so strict. Will you feel pleasure if you suppress yourself?" The real person looked over, with a malicious smile on his face, "Could it be that you are the kind of curse spirit formed by shaking your m?"

"Fart! Do you believe that I'm going to give you a jitter today?"

Hemei looked over with a fierce face, but unexpectedly, what she received was not begging for mercy from a real person, but smiling faces with distorted expressions.

The real person didn't seem to intend to hold back at all, pointing at her and smiling like a mentally retarded, Hemei looked at Xia You blankly, Xia You held back his smile, pointed at her face, and handed her a mirror .

Hemei finally came to her senses and screamed at the pig-nosed, panda-faced person with three stripes on his head in the mirror.

"Md Gojo Wu will drive a dump truck to kill you sooner or later—"

……

But at this moment, Gojo Satoru looked at the no-lower-limit fighting manual he took out of the Hemei bag, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Nitro couldn't help but poked his head curiously, "What are you looking at? It looks like you've been in a sauna."

Wujo Gojo closed the manual quickly, and stammered, "It's nothing, it's just..."

"Glass, do you know if there is any way to prevent dump trucks?"

"what?"

……

After finally washing her face clean, Hemei re-entered the room with a dark face.

"It seems that you and Wutiaowu have a good relationship." Xia You still smiled, and wanted to touch Hemei's head while smiling, but Hemei avoided it.

"Wujo Wu has a good relationship with anyone." Hemei said with a pun, and glared at Xia You viciously, "Did you know that he is Sanluxian a long time ago!"

"What? Sanlun Xian is... ah, are you referring to him?" Xia You looked at her in surprise as if just trying to figure it out, "Oh, oh, is he Wujo Wu? So you don't Walked through the gate of hell."

Xia You looked at her worriedly, Hemei stared at her for a long time but couldn't tell if he was acting, so she said angrily, "Forget it, it's not a big deal, let's not talk about it, Xia You, why did you come here to find me?"

"It's not a big deal. On the day of the sister school exchange meeting in Kyoto, Hemei, can you not participate?"

He Mei immediately stood up, "Are you going to take action? My God, Wujo Wu must be there at that time, are you going to die?"

Xia You smiled and waved his hands, "We have our own way to deal with Wujo Wu, Hemei, your main task is to get rid of the suspicion tomorrow... No matter what, don't act alone, just pretend you don't know anything."

Hemei immediately understood what he meant.

"Huh? You have an undercover agent in Gaozhuan? Then let me go in and why do you want to be stared at by Wujo Wujo every day? I'm terrified, okay?"

Real person: "I didn't see it at all. Speaking of which, Hemei, you have gained weight. I think your face seems round... The puberty period you mentioned seems to be not like this."

When Hemei heard this, she suddenly remembered the box of potato chips she had hoarded in the dormitory, jumped up and shouted, "You don't understand, this is stress fat, do you understand stress fat!!!"

"Okay, ok, real people don't really understand the twists and turns of human society, calm down, often getting angry is not good for your health." Xia You skillfully smoothed Hemei's hair, not avoiding her problem, but instead Explained it to her.

"Hemei, you are our trump card. Compared with those undercover agents who won't feel bad if you lose it, I need you to hide a little deeper, a little deeper..."

Hemei was stupefied when she heard that, although she preferred to stay on the side of humans, she felt something was wrong when she heard Xia Youjie's words.

"But I've already been suspected by him...By the way, Xia You, what exactly is that experiment you're talking about? Who are Daozhihe and Ganzhimei? Can't you tell me directly? Wutiao Wu's side is on my mind." I have no idea, I dare not ask at all.”

Xia Youjie smiled without saying a word.

Seeing Xia Youjie like this, Hemei knew that he would never say anything... This person is always like this, he seems to know a lot, but when he asks, he is secretive, never releases the news until the critical moment, and his mouth is better than anyone else. All tight.

"Don't show such an expression, I'm not as omniscient as you think... And sometimes knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing, Hemei."

Xia Youjie showed her incomprehensible eyes again.

"Well, but soon, it's time to make a choice."

"Crane plum."

……

After the late night mahjong was over, Hemei asked Xia You some questions about her spells.

The more Xia You listened, the more something was wrong, so she stopped her.

"Hemei, I think instead of studying how to use your technique to make a dump truck cross the limit and kill Gojo Satoru, I can't help but change direction."

"for example?"

"How about the topic of field expansion?"

Hemei immediately gave him a blank look.

"You don't know how to expand the domain, what's the use of asking you?"

There was no joy or sorrow on Xia You's face, it was still smiling.

"I won't, you can ask the real person."

"?"

"Oh, don't you know? The field of Daoist Association has opened, and now you are the only super magic spirit who can't open the field here."

"Gan."