The strongest white-haired favorite best friend

At the beginning of December, Japan experienced a major drop in temperature that was rare in 12 years, and it snowed heavily in Tokyo.

The whole college has become a romantic white world.

The scenery is majestic and atmospheric, that is, it becomes difficult for everyone to travel.

Fortunately, Noctuma's toy army took on the task of clearing the snow.

Gojo Satoru and the others hid in the classroom, watching the heavy snow outside.

"Is the teacher late?"

"Probably directing the toys to clean the campus."

Gojo Satoru used the snowballs by the window to form small balls to attack the toys that were sweeping the snow.

The unidentified toy scratched his head and continued to sweep the snow diligently.

Ah, I really want to go out and play.Gojo Satoru was bored to death.

"Why can't your spell spirit go to sweep the snow?"

"Although we make it our profession to extract spells, please respect them." Xia Youjie sat by the table and retorted Wujo Wu.

"Huh? You don't usually ask Mana Ling to help you carry your bags and run errands to buy things." Wutiao Wu told the facts he saw, and you, Xia Youjie, are usually very happy to help you.

Xia Youjie said angrily, "I carry the bag because three-quarters of it is your snacks, and I run errands because you didn't get up in time for breakfast."

"Shall we go outside for a chat?" Wujo Satoru stood up after being humiliated.

"Of course I'll accompany you, let's go!" Xia Youjie also stood up.

Jia Ruozi didn't stop them, the two of them needed to go to the snow to calm down.

"Glass, where are the two of them?" The teacher in charge, Noctua, opened the door and entered.

Jiarui Nitro pointed out with his finger.

Night Moth went to the window and looked at it. The two pinched each other in the snow, rolling around in the snow without any image.

Then he used snow balls to attack the other party and his own toys indiscriminately.

How old is this?

"It's time for these guys to teach them a lesson." Night Moth Zhengdao looked annoyed.

Now the older children, Gojo Satoru, take pleasure in bullying the toys, hitting them with snowballs or pressing them into snowdrifts.

But where there is oppression there is resistance.

According to the owner's will, the toy will take the initiative to attack Gojo Satoru with snow balls.

The school is full of those disgusting and cute toys of Noctuid Moth.

Gojo Satoru, who was forced to run unlimited spells all day long, looked exhausted.

If this continues, the brain will be burnt out. Is there a better way?

"You deserve it." Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi made honest comments.

"Tomorrow you also used snow balls to attack toys, why are you fine?" Gojo Gojo was very dissatisfied.

"Maybe you know that I was accidentally injured." Xia Youjie said gloatingly.

"Ah, it's so boring, I really want to get out the curse spirit." Wujo Wu said leisurely with a pencil in his mouth.

Suddenly he had a whim, "Jie, why don't you just release a few spells and let me spit them out."

Xia Youjie pretended not to hear.

My spell spirit is not the young master's toy, each one is very precious!

"Talk again, I will subdue you as a curse spirit."

"It's approaching the end of the year, and everyone is very happy, so the number of curse spirits has decreased a lot." Jia Ruozi flipped through medical books beside him.

"The end of the year? By the way, the end of the year!" Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered something.

He laughed for a long time at Xia Youjie and Jia Ruzizi.

"What's the matter?" Xia Youjie recalled Wujo Wu's recent jokes, but he still didn't understand.

"I guess I was finally beaten stupid by a toy."

"Well, it should be." Xia Youjie nodded in agreement with Glass's idea.

***

In the early morning of December 12th, Wujo Gojo watched Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi with a look of anticipation.

"What happened to him today?"

"I don't know." Xia Youjie spread his hands, "He is not normal every day."

"It's just that something is wrong today." As a woman, Jia Ruozi's observation skills are better.

Throughout the day, Gojo Satoru was hesitant to speak.

After the last class ended, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't hold back and jumped between the two, "Don't you two have anything you want to give me?"

"Punch you?"

"Give you a knife?"

The two were also masters of cold jokes. They gave Gojo Satoru a strange look, walked around him and walked out of the classroom door.If you go late, there will be no good food in the cafeteria.

Only the poor Wujo Satoru was left in the classroom.

Today is his birthday, his 16th birthday!

As the best classmates, they didn't prepare birthday presents.

Wujo Wuda was angry and sad.

Obviously he was looking forward to it.