attack on rotten oranges

The tip of the pen glides across the paper, bringing out rustling friction sounds, and the traces of ink color form a thin and elegant font.

Even though he dropped out of elementary school and skipped junior high school to go straight to junior high school, Shuhei Bunbu, who had a worrying academic record, still practiced good calligraphy under the encouragement of his father because of his technique.

The heavy curtains blocked the stars and the moon in the sky outside the house, and also cut off the sight of prying eyes.Then, Bunbu Shuhei lit the desk lamp and sat down at the table.

Both pens started working at the same time.

Bunbu Yue was awake, with a fine brush wrapped in the tail of a snake made of black mantras, dipped in paint, testing the color on Bunbu Shuhei's arm. .

At the corner of the table are several small white porcelain dishes, filled with shades of red paint.

"It's a little itchy." Bunbu Shuhei complained.

The snake tail curled up with a fine brush, washed the red in the brush holder, and then "snapped" the brush stroke on the top of Bunbu Shuping's head.

"Hmm." Bunbu Shuhei shrank his neck, and honestly stopped talking.

"Heh, if it weren't for me, you would have revealed your secrets a few days ago!" Leaving part of the spell to maintain the snake's tail, Bunbe Yue slipped out of Bunbu Shuhei's arm, and the spell split to form a smoky translucent human figure , "I didn't expect the upper class to be so vicious, and the public suddenly poured water on you to test you?"

Bunbu Yue forcibly removed the documents in Bunbu Shuhei's hands, tiptoed lightly, sat directly on the edge of the table, and looked down at his younger brother: "What are you going to do next?"

Shuhei Bunbe's pale golden pupils reflected the girl's figure—this time, Yue Bunbu did not use the fixed shape of the original seven-year-old girl, but made a 17-year-old appearance by referring to Shuhei Bunbe.

Shuhei Bunbe thought of the words "color number" and "matte" she chanted when mixing paints, and her eyelashes twitched slightly: the state of her sister's curse made her lose a lot of fun that her peers should have.

"The higher-ups are targeting Noctua-sensei recently." Bunbu Shuhei didn't express what was in his mind, but turned to the business, "A mission last week, among the survivors was the teacher's wife."

"I remember that the teacher's wife is an ordinary person with knowledge?" Bunbu Yue, like Bunbu Shuhei, regards the night moth as a teacher. "However, knowing the information and experiencing it are two quite different experiences."

"Yes, after facing the curse spirit, she hopes that Teacher Noctua will stay away from those dangers and resign as a magician." Bunbe Shuhei still remembers the lady who was blocked by the school's barrier and could only wait for her husband to appear outside the school gate with dim eyes.

When she saw the teenagers who came back from the task, she couldn't bear it, but when she saw her husband who hurried out, her expression turned firm again.

The teenagers were urged to return to the school by the Noctua Moth, and after walking not far away, they heard tearful accusations——

"They're still kids, so you don't have a family?"

That day, Gojo Satoru was unusually quiet, while Xia Youjie was depressed.

Bunbu Shuhei felt a strong sense of guilt.

He knew that Teacher Noctua's protection of him broke the balance between him and the upper class.

"In the mission last week, there were obvious traces of man-made casting of the curse spirit." Wenbu Shuhei said, "I guess, at the beginning, the upper management wanted to use the death of the family as a warning to Teacher Noctua."

"But after the teacher rescued the family, he later discovered that family conflicts can divert Teacher Noctua's attention more, so the upper echelon continued to assign additional tasks to catalyze the conflict."

However, even under the double pressure of the family and the upper class, Noctua Masamune took time out of his busy schedule to return to the high school, arranged the study tasks for the four first-year students, and at the same time warned Gojo Satoru and Bunbu Shuhei not to act rashly.

Bunbu Shuhei hugged his knees and curled up on the chair like a cat: "We need to find a way to stop the upper management from achieving their goals, and it can't seem like a way for Mr. Yemo to show weakness and compromise."

Youe from the Ministry of Education pulled a piece of paper, wrote down what she thought was the best paint mixing ratio, and asked, "Do you want to touch the upper layer?"

"Yes, I need to get more information from them." Shuhei Bunbu said, "But it can't appear that I did it on purpose."

"It's best to borrow the donkey to get off the slope when they attack me."

"Then you should also pay attention. When you use the upper layer to bypass the high school to influence the student's decision, it must be under the condition that the conditions that lead to the decision cannot be repeated." Bunbu Yue reminded.

"Otherwise, if the upper echelon catches a loophole and repeats the old trick a few times, Teacher Ye Moth's painstaking efforts to protect Gaozhuan will be completely in vain."

"Well, I understand." Bunbu Shuhei took the formula and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your hard work, sister."

"It's a trivial matter." Youe of the Ministry of Education waved his hand and jumped off the table.

"Since you are going to be summoned by the higher-ups at any time, remember to always pretend that [Chizhen]'s lines are intact." Saying that, Bunbu Yue stretched her waist, "Prevent your spell power from fluctuating incorrectly, and prevent me from being discovered by them." , I will enter dormancy and interfere with the flow of your mana, then you will really not be able to use the sealing technique."

"Is there anything else?" When it came time to say goodbye, Bunbu Yue became fierce. She never liked sticky farewells.

"...Yes?" Wenbu Shuhei hesitated.

"Speak more quickly." The Ministry of Education hit him on the forehead.

"Shouldn't the spell interference start tomorrow night?" Wenbu Shuhei said, "I want to deal with the spell spirit first. Bodhidharma has been here for a long time."

"For the first time operation, it is safer to operate with stable mana power..."

"Are you guilty now?" Bunbu Youe knocked him on the head, "I told you to be more attentive when practicing!" As a sister, Bunbu Youe was very dissatisfied with her younger brother staying up late to pay attention to the strife between the aristocratic family, so that it affected the daytime learning status.

"It's just a matter of letting you talk to your classmates."

"Even if Xia Youjie has been unwilling to participate in the power strife, this matter has something to do with your teacher and owes you a favor, it's not too much to let him know about it."

The Ministry of Education repaired the headgear, and leaned back as hard as possible: "I'm not... well, forget it."

He thought of Ango Sakaguchi, as if he could understand how he felt when he faced Sakunosuke Oda during the mimic incident, and sighed silently.

After the incident of Takuma Kataoka, the curse master, Shuhei Bunbu and Xia Youjie maintained a "pure" friendship.

But for Shuhei Bunbe, the relationship maintained purely by emotion is just a gorgeous and fragile illusion like soap bubbles in the face of the imminent danger.

On the surface, Shuhei Bunbu seems to have given up on taking the initiative.In fact, he was just waiting for the upper management to end the surveillance of Xia Youjie and start real action—in this way, he could justifiably pull Xia Youjie into the gang without having to bear the guilt of betraying friendship.

But now, the higher-ups haven't heard anything about Xia Youjie, and Wenbu Shuhei is about to launch another plan. All his help to Xia Youjie seems to have changed, more like a clumsy show of favor...

"..." Wenbu Shuhei wanted to say that he had a clear conscience, but he thought that he had nothing to refute, so he could only silently pull out a stack of printed chemical structural formulas of organic substances from the drawer, and entangled himself in front of him. The Dharma-like incantation of the mantra is read hard.

Bunbu Yue saw his younger brother's state of bitterness and hatred, and knew that Bunbu Shuhei had started to get angry with himself again, tilted his head, and decided not to participate in his younger brother's social life.So the mantra was disassembled and reassembled, and slipped back to Shuhei's left arm.

……

Another class that Night Moth Zhengdao was absent from.

The assistant supervisor who served as a substitute lectured in a hype, while the bottom four could never get up their spirits, lying on the table staggeringly, busy with their own things in secret.

Xia Youjie found that Shuhei Wenbu was not busy enriching his mantra inventory today, but was dozing off with his chin resting on his hands.

How difficult is it to not even save face as an assistant supervisor of lectures?Xia Youjie observed the black and blue under Shuhei's eyes.

As if aware of Xia Youjie's gaze, Bunbu Shuhei slightly opened one eye, glanced at him, then forced a trance smile expressing "I'm fine", then quickly closed his eyes, and devoted himself fully to the precious return Sleep.

Xia Youjie: "..."

The assistant supervisor knows that the following four students, except for the first-level conjurer, are rare reverse spell holders (Bunbu Shuhei was approved by the upper management to be promoted exceptionally after the fusion of the "special magic tool" [Chizhen]), so they don't Force them to look like they are serious about learning the most basic knowledge.

Therefore, after the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the assistant supervisors quickly ended the mutual torture, and stepped out of the classroom with a face full of lesson plans.

"Ah, everyone, stay here?" Bunbu Shuhei tried to cheer up, and took out two bags and a slender paper box from his schoolbag. "I think we need to discuss the current situation."

"But before that, there is something that needs to be settled first." Shuhei Bunbu began to assign.

"Chocolate candies." A bag was thrown to Gojo Satoru.

"Liquor chocolate." Another bag was handed to Jia Ruzi.

Bunbu Shuhei pulled a chair and sat on the side of Xia Youjie's desk, opened the lid of the long and thin paper box, and pushed it in front of Xia Youjie——

Inside are nine marble-sized chocolates neatly arranged.

"Eat the ones with different levels of sweetness." Shuhei Bunbube lazily urged before he was fully awake.

"Now?" Xia Youjie was puzzled.

"Now." Bunbu Shuhei affirmed, "Then tell me the sweetness Jay thinks is most suitable."

Gojo Wujo and Jiarui Nishizi came over curiously, carrying a gauze bag filled with candies.

Is it tricky?Xia Youjie was slightly uncomfortable, but because he trusted Shuhei's sense of propriety, he struck at the one on the far left.

The bitter mellow aroma of dark chocolate blooms on the tip of the tongue...

Unexpected normal?Xia Youjie became more and more confused, not knowing what Shuhei was going to do.

Jia Ruzi pulled the chair over, sat opposite Shuhei Bunbu, tore off the gauze bag and began to eat sugar with Xia Youjie.

Bunbu Shuhei and Gojo Satoru were exchanging their views on the upper management's attack on Noctua-sensei.

"The higher-ups are distracting the energy of Teacher Noctua." Shuhei said, "I didn't get the news beforehand, what about the Wutiao family?"

"Not at all." Gojo Satoru threw a piece of candy into his mouth irritably.

"Those old oranges." He muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Old Tangerine?" Shuhei, the Ministry of Education, asked.

"Those disgusting old faces, wrinkled, don't they look like dried orange peels?" Gojo Satoru mocked.

"That's true." Shuhei, the Ministry of Education, agreed in a "rebellious" way.

Nine chocolates, nothing special except getting sweeter from left to right.Xia Youjie was confused, but just took out the water glass, ready to ease the sweetness in his mouth.

"Which has the best sweetness?" Hearing the sound of water, Shuhei Bunbube interrupted the conversation with Gojo Satoru.

"Maybe it's the third one from the left?" Xia Youjie said.

"OK." Shuhei Bunbu took out another coin-sized candy from his pocket, "Try this again?"

Xia Youjie observed that Wujo Wu didn't know what he found on the new candy, and his eyes behind the sunglasses were shining.

The candy started, and the candy wrapper made a rustling sound when it was folded.

Judging from the irregular packaging, this is a handmade product.

The fear of being dominated by Wenbu Shuhei's spicy curry surged into Xia Youjie's heart.

"Can you give me a hint?" Xia Youjie joked while pinching the candy wrapper, "Xiu Ping, you make me very nervous."

"Well, I made it 'purely by hand', and it's a surprise to eat." Shuhei Bunbubu smiled.

Xia Youjie peeled off the candy wrapper, and inside was a black chocolate ball.

Gojo Wu's eyes sparkled, and he approached Xia Youjie.

Bunbu Shuhei looked at Xia Youjie expectantly with a "planned" expression on his face.

Jia Ruozi was also infected by these two people, and looked up at Xia Youjie curiously.

"..." The atmosphere was really weird, Xia Youjie squeezed the black chocolate ball, a sense of tragedy of "generous sacrifice" spontaneously arose.

Xia Youjie put the black chocolate ball into his mouth with an expression of resignation to death——

The pure sweetness of granulated sugar, the sticky and greasy oil, mixed with the unnatural smell of synthetic essence, mixed into the cheap feeling produced by industrial raw materials...

Normally, this is just an ordinary quality candy, but after being paved with nine pieces of high-quality chocolate, the taste is a bit unacceptable.

Fortunately, the dark chocolate ball "melted" quickly, almost as soon as the taste spread in the mouth, it entered the stomach.

"This is..." Xia Youjie wanted to ask something, but suddenly stopped.

With a smile of "Surprised? Surprised?", Bunbu Shuhei arranged a spell to shield and detect the enchantment.

"Quick, quick, let it come out and try."

Wenbu Shuhei stabbed Xia Youjie, and finally brought him back to his senses.

Xia Youjie stretched out his hand——

The mantra surged, and a red and black-striped Bodhidharma tumbler appeared in his palm.

This is the second-level spell spirit at the exchange meeting.

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small theater:

A few years later, the level of the new generation of teachers in colleges -

Gojo Satoru: Graduated from high school, no teacher qualification certificate.

Xia Youjie: Dropped out of high school and has no teacher qualification certificate.

Family entry into the glass: Graduated from a high school, cheated on the doctor's qualification certificate.

Shuhei from the Ministry of Education: Dropped out of elementary school, suspended from high school, and got the teacher qualification certificate through the back door.

The education of the next generation in the magic world is worrying...

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