Brother Ying does not poke the needle

The two left, leaving Noctua Zhengdao, whose back became black and white lines, facing the broken wall alone.

Gojo Satoru introduced Haruno Sakura to the various facilities and areas in the school, and at the same time led him towards the student dormitory.

"Is that 3 minutes long?"

Hearing Haruno Sakura's question, Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows happily, but he didn't expect that this boy was still thinking about the previous sentence of "solve it in 3 minutes" when facing Principal Ye Moth.

"It's less than 3 minutes, it's excellent."

This cherry blossom is really interesting.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Gojo." Now that she had passed the test, Haruno Sakura changed her tune and called Mr. Gojo her teacher.He stood in front of Gojo Satoru, raised his hand, and made a gesture of wearing glasses at the end of his eyes with two fingers.

"You and Principal Night Moth are either wearing black eyepatch or black sunglasses, and are still in such a dark room. Will the conjurer use too much spell power, will something happen to his eyes?"

"No, don't worry~ there will be no side effects. Principal Noctua, he just has a hobby of collecting sunglasses. As for me..." Gojo Satoru pretended to be deep and dragged the end of the voice, seeing the face of the sakura-haired boy After Lu was puzzled, he smiled hippie.

"Of course it's because, Teacher, I—— I'm too strong~!"

Oh... so it's all a hobby.

"I see." Haruno Sakura nodded seriously, automatically ignoring the last sentence Gojo Satoru emphasized.He was just remembering that the oil girl clan also had a tradition of wearing sunglasses.

In that case...was he a little too arrogant just now?Will Principal Night Moth send a bunch of moth skeletons to greet him at night?

***

The Tokyo Metropolitan School occupies a large area and is located on a mountain. Many training places are not on the same level.For example, right now, the panda and Zenyuan Maki, who are practicing duel, looked up and saw the first-grade head teacher with a hippie smile leading the pink-haired boy dressed in a black ninja suit down the stairs.

"Yo! They're all here."

Gojo Satoru greeted first, and he bowed his head to introduce Haruno Sakura.

"The ones over there are training your second-year seniors—the pandas, Zenyuan Maki, and the one sitting next to them drinking water is the dog curly chi."

The silver-haired young man stretched his waist as he spoke, and then he glanced at the young man beside him.

"There is also a senior named Otoko Yuta, who is currently on a mission abroad."

"Well……"

Haruno Sakura wrote down everyone's names one by one, and then her eyes stayed on the tall panda.

The black and white panda was holding a long spear blade to the girl beside her. The girl took it, and then waved it with one hand, turning the spear blade taller than her very beautifully in her hand.

Haruno Sakura pointed to the panda next to her.

"That's... Senior Panda?"

"That's right," Wujo Satoru smiled, "He's a cute and reliable senior~"

He bent down and lowered his head, and whispered in the boy's ear, "Your Goujuan senior often rests on the panda's body. You can try it if you have the chance?"

"Okay." Gojo Satoru said, and walked directly to the training ground where the three second-years were. "Let's go, Sakura. Go say hello to the seniors."

"Hi!" Gojo Satoru went up to greet him directly, "Let's put aside the training first, come and see my new cute little boy!"

"Hello, I'm a panda." The first person to greet Haruno Sakura was the black and white furry he had always cared about, "Where did Wu pick you up?"

Picked up...

It seems that the same can be said.

Haruno Sakura scratched her face and recalled for a while: "Probably...in some kind of forest. My name is Haruno Sakura, and seniors can just call me Sakura!"

"Sakura." Zenyuan Maki chewed on the name, and she stuck the spear blade into the ground, "Then your name and Hui are really similar."

"Yeah, it's cute, right?"

Chanyuan Maki froze, and said under a pair of expectant green eyes in front of her: "Yes..."

They are indeed cute and nice names, but they are all girls' names.Aren't you both boys? !

"Senior Maki's name is also very nice!"

“Salmon Salmon!”

Goujuanji immediately leaned over and nodded yes, looking at Haruno Sakura with a pair of gray-purple eyes, and said again.

“Tuna mayonnaise!”

Haruno Sakura blinked, and didn't understand why the dog-rolled senior in front of him said these delicious things to him, but he is now used to this kind of "don't understand" situation.

In the new world, there are too many things that he doesn't understand and are ignorant of. Things that everyone seems to be accustomed to seem very novel to him.

No matter who or what appears in front of him, he will involuntarily compare everything in the previous world.

So, everyone saw the boy with cherry pink short hair nodding seriously to Goujuan, imitating Goujuan's tone of voice.

“Mayonnaise mayonnaise!”

Goujuan put his hands around his high collar to cover the corners of his raised lips, and he happily said yes!

"Caviar roe!"

Haruno clenched his fists and agreed: "Salted fish roe pickled fish roe!"

"..." Panda turned his back and covered his face, and patted Maki on the shoulder.

"Maki, the elementary school boy has been assimilated by Thorn so quickly..."

Chanyuan Maki heard it interestingly: "It's quite fun."

Curly the dog agrees again: "Salmon salmon!"

"Since you are new here, Mr. Wujo, Sakura is fine now. Sakura, would you like to fight with me, just as the panda said that he is tired, and Ji's throat also needs to rest."

"It's really fine now," Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, "Just send Sakura to the dormitory next to Megumi, and other identity materials have already been handled by Yizhizhi. Get familiar with the campus environment in the past few days, and then we will go to the dormitory together." Just go pick up the last new companion."

"Okay, then I'm going to fight! Sister from the Zen Academy, come!"

"Don't call me by my last name, just call me by my first name. It's a courtesy, so I'll just call you, Sakura."

"Yes, Maki-senpai, let's go over there!"

"It's so fast to integrate..."

Gojo Satoru muttered something in a low voice, he looked at the boys and girls walking towards the center of the training ground, and turned his head to look at Ji and Panda who were resting.

"It's boring to sit here. Let's guess, who will win?"

"Although I don't know Sakura-san's strength, I still bet on Maki. Maki's combat power is not ordinary."

"Salmon salmon."

Gojo Satoru changed to a more comfortable position. He squatted down beside Gou Juji, propped his chin and looked at the two people not far away with their lips curled up.

"No way, as his homeroom teacher, I still have to support this little rookie~~ I'll bet with the limited strawberry coffee ice cream——Sakura will win."

The panda and the dog Juanji immediately widened their pupils, looking from the silver-haired teacher with hooked lips to the pink-haired boy who was communicating with Maki on the field.

It is probably his own excessive intuition that can make this childish teacher who loves sweets bet with a limited amount of sweets, and this intuition is always—100% accurate.