Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

Fu Heihui noticed the uncomfortable movements of the people around him.

He swears he didn't mean it, but he can't help his eyes and brain.

——She covered her mouth, seemed to be trembling, and stared at the front in a daze.

Teacher Xia You seemed to have misunderstood something, and bent down worriedly.

They seemed to exchange a few words briefly, but Fu Heihui didn't hear clearly, only saw her shake her head indiscriminately, and buried her head deeply.

Wujo teacher called her Nana.

Very fitting for her name, which brings to mind a vibrant summer.

Fu Heihui was a little confused by his subconscious attention and intimacy, which had never happened before.

So even if he noticed something was wrong, he didn't let his excessive concentration go, but stared at the scene of Gojo Satoru and "Knotweed" fighting in front of him and tried to divert his attention.

Then Fu Heihui realized that he was just distracted for a moment, and almost half of the teaching building in front of him was blown away.

"Knotweed" had a frightening evil on its face, but Gojo Satoru acted as if he didn't see it, the smile on his face remained the same, as if teasing a cat, completely controlling the scene.

And he didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he found that Mr. Wutiao seemed to be particularly concerned about his image today.

Although this guy is usually naive, he is not like today. It can be said that this is a battle that is more entertaining than practical.

Just when Fu Heihui was thinking wildly, the movement around him suddenly became louder.

He even heard a choking sound that was suppressed forcibly.

Xia Youjie was at a loss for what to do about it. He half supported the person beside him, couldn't help frowning, and shouted at Wujo Wu not far away.

"Wu, stop playing! Something is wrong with Qiannai."

And just as he said this, the person in Xia Youjie's arms suddenly pushed him away forcefully.

Qian Nai stumbled and ran out. She moved very quickly, but she was obviously delirious. She forgot that this was the rooftop, and almost fell directly.

Fu Heihui was originally standing at the back, the place closest to the edge, and his hand reacted faster than his brain, so he stretched out his hand and hugged the person running out.

It wasn't until this time that he realized that the other party's face was covered with tears, but the originally gentle almond eyes were full of fear.

Her expression was confused, as if she was struggling in some kind of predicament that ordinary people could not detect.

And her thin white fingers were grabbing her sleeve with all her strength, the distance between them was so close, Fu Heihui could even clearly hear the slight choking and almost inaudible whispers in the other's throat.

"What?" Fu Hei couldn't help getting closer.

Qian Nai stared at him blankly, reaching out to wipe away the blood stains that were about to dry up on his face.

"Xiaohui."

She called her name again.

The tone was intimate, followed by the gentle fragrance, which poured into his arms along with transparent tears.

"I'm so useless, I clearly said to take good care of you, but I not only said big words, but also messed up everything."

She wrapped her arms around her neck and cried softly again.

Xia Youjie's face was so ugly that Fu Heihui almost thought that she could finally see his angry face.

But it didn't, he just took a deep breath and lowered his voice instead.

"Qina?"

The person in her arms suddenly shook, and she timidly revealed half of her face, two extremely contradictory emotions appeared on her face at the same time.

—repression and longing.

"I..." As soon as she said half a word, she bit her lips hard.

Then Fu Heihui saw Qiannai talking to herself viciously.

"Don't mention that!"

The lower lip was bitten by the teeth, and blood oozes out, and then there is an expression similar to grievance on her face.

"Okay, okay."

If it wasn't for sure that the finger had been swallowed by the knotweed Yuren, Fuhei almost thought that Qiannai had also received a similar curse.

Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression became serious.

Fu Heihui felt that he should let go and let his teacher handle the matter, but he didn't know why, there was a voice in his mind that refused to obey.

So he didn't let go until the end, just watched Wujo Wuti walking over with the knotweed that was recovering his sanity.

The black spell on the pink-haired boy's body has not faded away, those weird lines and the two pairs of eyes on his face make him look full of weird wildness.

But his expression was the same as usual, with natural vitality, which made him even more contradictory.

Even in this situation, he never forgets to care about the people around him.

"Miss Qiannai!"

Knotweed's eyes widened in worry, Gojo Satoru held his hand and paused, looking like he really wanted to throw him down.

Gojo Satoru casually tossed the knotweed stick aside, then suddenly moved closer, almost looking closely at China's face.

He rarely showed an expression that resembled confusion.

"Strange, not a curse."

Xia Youjie turned his head to the side, glanced at his best friend, and the two exchanged a few words in a low voice.

Fu Heihui found that when Wujo Wu approached, the person in her arms became more and more stiff, and she almost covered her mouth instantly, as if she was afraid of saying something irreversible.

This is very strange.

Fu Hei was a little distracted, but when the other three people present temporarily turned their attention away.

An accident happened.

Knotabagi Yuhito, who was ignored by everyone, approached Qianna cautiously.

He looked at the panic-stricken face worriedly, and wanted to help her wipe the tears off her face.

"What's wrong with you, sister Qiannai, what's wrong with you?"

Qianna showed a forced smile, her voice trembling.

"I...I'm fine...I'll be fine soon...you."

She didn't finish her sentence.

The whole person stayed in place, and the blood spread from the neck to the back of the ears.

Because just when the knotweed was reaching out to wipe her tears, his palm suddenly opened a mouth.

The soft red tongue stuck out, licking the blood from Qiannai's lips.

"Hey, it's a virgin, and the taste is not bad."

The other party even commented unceremoniously.

Before everyone could react, that mouth disappeared into the palm of the knotweed again.

Knotweed froze, his face was as red as if it would explode in the next second.

Fu Heihui also froze, and he found that at that moment, he felt the anger similar to that of his old father when he watched the stinky boy from another family rape his own cabbage.

The audience was silent.

Xia Youjie's face was completely expressionless, he stared coldly at the back of the knotweed, looking like he wanted to kill someone.

And Gojo Satoru had already tore off his blindfold, and his six bright eyes seemed to want to pull out the cursed king hidden in the body of the knotweed, beat him for [-] rounds, and then stuff it into the trash can for humane destruction.

Unfortunately, none of the above is possible.

Xia Youjie took a step forward, and embraced Qian Nai into his arms without any refusal.

"Let me do it." He straightened out his emotions in an instant, and handed over the person from Fu Hei.

Xia Youjie held Qiannai's cheek in his hand, and wiped her soft lower lip with his thumb.

The wound was pressed, Qiannai subconsciously groaned, but did not dare to resist.

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, folded his arms and circled the knotweed with a face full of shame, wishing to stay invisible in place twice.

While turning in circles, he took a deep breath.

"It's really you." Gojo Satoru couldn't really laugh this time.

Knotabagi Yuhito's face was still so red that it could smoke, he closed his eyes and apologized loudly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I will definitely control him next time!"

Gojo Satoru looked even angrier: "Do you still want to have a next time?!"

He stared at the knotweed stick for two seconds, then suddenly stretched out his finger, and touched the young man's forehead.

Knotweed almost fainted immediately.

The boy fell to the ground with a thud, but everyone in the audience, even Fu Heihui, didn't intend to reach out to give him a hand.

Gojo Wupi called Fu Heihui with a nonchalant smile.

"The assistant supervisor is waiting outside, and bring this brat back to the high school."

He moved his knuckles and exchanged a look with Xia Youjie.

"Shut up first."

"Just scare it off."

Fu Heihui: "..."

He glanced sympathetically at the unknown knotweed lying on the ground, sighed, and picked him up.

I sat on the sofa blankly thinking about life.

Fu Heihui was standing next to me, but I no longer had the courage to talk to him.

The boy, with his slender eyelashes hanging down, said nothing, as if he was thinking about something.

I adjusted my sitting position in embarrassment.

Help, why do you die so badly every time we meet, can't I have a chance to make a debut? !

The situation at that time was too chaotic, more than 90.00% of my mind was filled with fear, cowardice and the urge to escape, and only the remaining sliver of clarity reminded me - I must not casually propose to the people around me like before .

In the end, the escape was unsuccessful, but Hui found out and stopped him. I don't dare to recall the subsequent scenes.

Both Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie acted as if they had lost their memory, while Polygonum cuspidatum was in a coma the whole time, and Fu Heihui was not the type who would take the initiative to find topics.

The few hours back to Tokyo can be said to be the longest hours I have experienced in my life.

Sitting on pins and needles can't describe my embarrassment.

The assistant supervisor in charge of driving seemed to be called Yi Dizhi. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound, and he looked like he was about to abandon the car and run away at any time.

I'm really sorry, Mr. Ichichi.

I squeezed my wrist, obviously returned to the high school, but not as happy as I imagined.

Damn it, it's all due to the two-faced Nuo.

Until Teacher Ye Moth who was sitting not far away, oh no, he is already Principal Ye Moth.

Principal Night Moth coughed in a low voice.

Kei and I raised our heads subconsciously.

"Qian... Lu Ye, right?" Principal Ye Moth still had a serious face, time seemed to have left no marks on him.

"It's really rare for you to wake up so late and have a surgery, but it's not uncommon."

"If you want, you can stay in the college to study."

"Eh?" I opened my eyes wide in surprise, and my first reaction was excitement.

Even though I said to the system that I don't want to go back to be a magician, in fact, I still miss this place.

But when I think of the "advanced age" in my 20s, I feel a little hesitant.

"Is it a student? Am I too old?"

Teacher Noctua did not respond: "This is not a problem, there have been such precedents before."

"The number of conjurers is inherently small, and you also need to study systematically and learn to control your own power."

As if there was no reason to refuse, out of some kind of secret selfishness, I nodded vigorously to Headmaster Night Moth.

"I am willing."