Idol coser Mr. Sokin

some evening.

In the dim alley, the sunlight through the canopy above can only shine in green light, dyeing the entire alleyway dark green, and the depth of the alley is especially dark, and it is impossible to see clearly from the outside.

"Sorry, I'm leaving first."

Yoshino Junpei shrank back, his feet retreated from the shady alley to the bright sunny street, his body was enveloped in warmth, dispelling the coolness he had just carried.

He smiled inwardly with some embarrassment, turned and left here.

Under the brightness that it is difficult to see what is inside, there are things that are actually invisible to ordinary people.

The real person who was still very gentle just now looked at the boy's back with cold eyes.

Ah, what a nuisance.

Obviously it was quite delicious when he saw it last time, so he was still very curious.

I'm very curious what it will look like when the soul of such a person is reformed.

The real person tilted his head, and the blue hair swayed along with the movement.

Because they are very similar.

Disgust, resentment, and strong emotions enveloped his whole body.

When he first saw Yoshino Junpei, Masato noticed that this human being exuded his favorite smell all over his body.

Just a pity.

This human side has been weakened many times since the last movie theater.

The real person used many methods to seduce him, even if the boy wavered by chance, he still quickly discarded those thoughts and said goodbye to him.

Countless times he wanted to directly transform Yoshino Junpei.

But he endured again and again.

Will that guy come?

Compared with reforming Yoshino Junpei now, the real person has a long-lasting and deep malice towards Zong Jinwu, and he wants to find an opportunity to reform this person in front of Zong Jinwu.

Of course, the container with the highest priority is the double-faced Nuo.

Yoshino Junpei happened to have contact with both.

The real man cracked a smile, his eyes were bent, and his eyes were filled with the joy of thinking of such a picture, that smile looked cruel.

Soon he suppressed his smile again.

That small guy who looks exactly like Gojo Satoru is really an eyesore.

Especially Yoshino Junpei became so unapproachable after getting in touch with them.In other words, just spending a little time with that person changed him.

"Ah, patience." The real person said, his low, ambiguous and crazy voice echoed in the alley.

As if reminding himself, he said.

"It should be the two-faced Su Nuo first."

A container for Nuo on both sides.

"Knotweed Yuren."

Five days had passed since Zong Jinwu was abducted by Gotiao Wutiao, and the weekend came to Wednesday.

They handled dozens of entrusted matters that day, which had already spread throughout the High School of Conjuration.

…It’s the whole thing, but in fact, only a few people know about it.

The scope of the second grade's information acquisition is wider than that of the first grade, probably because they met for dinner after training the next day, without Zong Jinwu, Knotabagi Yuhito, who always felt a little lonely without Zong Jinwu, said casually.

"I don't know where Satoru was taken by Mr. Wujo."

The few people who heard him address were all taken aback by coincidence, and soon realized that the so-called enlightenment refers to Zong Jinwu.

When did they get along so well?

This surprise is just a surprise, and it doesn't mean to explore.

The second grader didn't expect that Yuzu Yuhito was abducted to play truant, so he upgraded his title and intimacy.Seeing people ask this question, they happened to have a clue, so they told what they heard yesterday.

In fact, due to the outrageous nature of the situation, at least Zenyuan Maki really wanted to find someone to complain about.

"During the work outside, I heard that 17 special-level tasks, 37 first-level tasks, and several second-to-fourth-level tasks were handled in one day."

Pandas, who have heard about this situation before, still find it outrageous when they hear it again.

The dog curly spine unzipped the zipper and drank miso soup at the table.

Nagasaki Wild Rose trembled as she cut the veal steak, and the knife made a tooth-piercing sound on the plate.

It caused a group of people to cover their ears with uncomfortable faces.

"Sorry!" She immediately put down the tableware, then raised her eyes to look at Zenyuan Maki in a daze, hesitated to speak, stopped to speak and then wanted to, and choked out a sentence for a long time, suspecting that she had just become deaf.

"……How many?"

She won't be awake yet.

Fu Heihui only paused when he first heard it, and continued to eat.

For him, this kind of operation can only be regarded as unexpected and reasonable. The general mental state is similar. It is impossible for Wujo Wu and Zong Jinwu to get together.

...It is also difficult to distinguish whether this kind of trust is a special kind of trust, or something else.

Yuzu Yuhito put down his hands covering his ears, and his first reaction was "That's amazing!" from the bottom of his heart.

Handle so much in one day? !

He also wants to be able to do this one day... Well, half of it will be fine!

As for the same thing, he can't even finish his run ==.

Zenyuan Maki repeated it very understandingly.

Then he said strangely: "I heard that many people want to see his exorcism scene even if they ask for leave. I really don't know what is so good about the exorcism scene of super curse spirits. Are these people's lives lost?"

The first-year students who had some experience about this were collectively choked.

Fu Heihui's eyes turned red.

If it's Zong Jinwu's battle, uh...it's really quite safe.

Nagizaki Wild Rose, who has a relatively good relationship with Zenyuan Maki, began to plan, and took Maki sister to see Zong Jinwu to exorcise the curse spirit some time, but he didn't know if he would find someone to press his legs.

In addition to the first grade, the teaching staff has more exposure to this matter.

So rounding up doesn't mean that the entire conjuration college knows it.

Since that day, Zong Jinwu has been strictly limited by Wujo Wu's attendance.

As long as Zong Jinwu is energetic every day, it will be easy to solve. If he catches someone, he will go to the training ground for a fight, and if he is tired, he will rest and discuss the composition of enchantment and the information he knows.

There is a big difference between the two worlds.

The technique here is linked to the bloodline of the family, so if we talk about it, we will mention the matter of the Yusan family along the way.

However, when it comes to this, Zong Jinwu's face is full of confusion.

——What kind of thing is the Yusanjia?

After they communicated, Gojo Satoru also understood the biggest difference between the two worlds.

"Everyone is a magician..."

He didn't pursue the possibility of such a thing, but focused on another issue.

"I see. No wonder your cleansing technique can remove the curse so cleanly."

The conjurer himself will restrain his emotions, and usually the conjurer himself will not emit curses.Ordinary people will not restrain their emotions, as long as they are negative emotions, they will pile up in the air, which is a curse in the usual sense.

On the contrary, when conjurers cursed people, the effect was extremely terrifying.

It's just that at that time he was no longer a conjurer, but a curser.

So in Zong Jinwu's world, their air is quite clean.

Ordinary people make up the majority of the world here, and new curses are produced from human bodies all the time. They have always been piled up in the air, forming a concentration that has existed in ancient and modern times, and people will subconsciously think that this concentration is is [0].

In fact, that kind of concentration is at most unable to generate a fourth-level spell spirit, and it cannot be said to be clean.

"Do you also have curse spirits in this situation?" This was the biggest doubt Wutiaowu had after knowing this.

Zong Jin realized that there was nothing to hide.

"Yes, there are quite a few. They are special-level curse spirits that existed a long time ago. They will hide and cultivate new companions, and they will usually breed spell spirits of various levels around the world and release them to cover their eyes and ears."

Zong Jinwu shook his head and returned to the original topic of techniques after only a part of the talk.

He didn't intend to tell the whole situation, and Wujo Wu could tell that if it was just like this, Zong Jinwu wouldn't want to become stronger so much, and his hostile forces would only become stronger, or one day they would be so strong that even Zongjin Satoru was worried that he would not be able to keep it.

Since people don't want to talk about it, Gojo Satoru will return to the topic along the way.

In Zong Jinwu's side, in addition to being born with it, you can also engrave a circuit of the spell in the Magic Association when you are just born, or when you are six years old.

Compared with born conjurers who are born to frame the subsequent development, the direction and upper limit of their development are full of infinite possibilities.

Therefore, some people will try their best to make their bodies meet the various data standards before applying for circuit engraving, and obtain their favorite surgery.

However, this kind of method has nothing to do with the conjurers who have the magic formula.

Similarly, even if there is no birth or engraving spell, everyone can learn the enchantment technique through practice, and use the magic power to build the spell in the body and then use the moves.

Because of the existence of mantra, every family starts enlightenment from an early age.

Even if it is an orphanage, it is practiced from an early age without exception.

Therefore, the types of spells are also different from those here.

Of course there are spells of the Yusan family, but they are basically in the textbooks, and the source is not deliberately named.In reality, conjurers who are born with these spells are the same as geniuses, such as Zong Jinwu.

Similarly, Zong Jinwu's technique Wujowu is also rarely seen.

They took out a pen and paper to draw the real "seeing" spells in a way that only they could understand.

Gojo Satoru, who had seen the techniques of various schools, could easily find that there were traces of three schools of techniques among the many techniques that Zong Jinwu produced.

Of course, there are also completely new circuits that have never been seen before.

It didn't matter if it was handed over, Gojo Satoru took Zong Jinwu with great interest to study the spells together. As a person who has developed so many derivative usages by himself, both of them have certain experience in the spells.

So Zong Jinwu also voluntarily stayed with him, reducing his attendance.

Then, in the case that the tasks are relatively fixed every day and it is easy to guess.Zong Jinwu became more and more comfortable when expelling super-level curse spirits.

It's not that he's used to it.

Rather, other factors adapted to him.

So far, in the entire magic world, he is the only one who has been stared at the attendance sheet and guessed when he will be on the mission.

Afterwards, many conjurers in the conjuration world who didn't schedule work or asked for leave, walked nearby, and those far away took the high-speed train JR for at least an hour or two, just to rush to see him exorcising the curse spirit.

In other words, it was to see that special performance.

When people came from such a long distance, Zong Jinwu would satisfy them for a while longer.

It can be said that as Wujo Wu wished, Zong Jinwu increased the time for exorcising the curse spirit and reduced the number of daily attendance.

It's just that the process is a little tricky.

It's just that there were not many task orders left, and Zong Jinwu went out to deal with two a day, and five days was enough to finish them.

According to what I said earlier, after the end, I don't need to stay in the training room anymore, and I can let him go wherever he wants.

Of course, the original words were to give him a good time to attend school on weekdays.

However, Zong Jinwu, who didn't go to school honestly since he was a child, and basically stayed in the Conjuration Association or wandered around, naturally wouldn't be obedient after finishing his last job - expelling curse spirits.

Well……

He was walking down the street wearing a blindfold, and when he was thinking about where to go next, he suddenly saw a movie theater in his sight.

Eh.

Zong Jinwu paused and looked around.

He is a road idiot, but not a bad memory.

Even if it's been almost a week, he still remembers this place.

Ah, speaking of which, it happened to be Kanagawa where he was handed the last task of exorcising the cursed spirit.

He still remembered that Yoshino Junpei said that his school was nearby...

Since it's on the way, just go over and have a look.

Last time we met, he noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Yoshino Junpei.

And near here, there is a lingering, familiar, and annoying dual-special curse spirit.

Zong Jinwu took out a smart phone, which Wujo Wu bought for him because he couldn't stand not being able to contact others.

Open the Internet, open the map and search for schools.

screen:

A total of 5 nearby middle schools have been retrieved, sorted by distance.

Kanagawa Prefectural Fukasawa Junior High School.

Kilometer Junior High School in Kanagawa Prefecture.

Sato Sakura High School in Kanagawa.

……

"..."

Thank you, next one.

Finding someone may still have to rely on the little paper figurine to be more reliable, as long as there is something with a smell.

If not, in fact, there is a certain probability that the holder of the spiritual power will be able to find the target's location if he concentrates on the appearance of that person.

The small piece of paper stayed in Zong Jinwu's palm, it seemed to have the function of a beauty detector, even if Zong Jinwu wore a blindfold to cover his brows and eyes, it would turn pink with a bang, and raised his little hand to "touch his forehead" "Make a faint look.

Zong Jinwu: ...

So why is this kid so playful.

Of course it's as cute as ever.

Ignoring the piece of paper that said "I can't do it, I'm dead at this moment, I am very peaceful at this moment", Zong Jinwu put it in the palm of his hand, and began to inject mantra to recall Yoshino Junpei's name and appearance.

After a while, the piece of paper in the palm suddenly struggled.

Zong Jinwu let go of his hand, and the little paper man got up.

Although it was still pink and tender, it had already entered the working state, lying on his hand and pointing in one direction emotionally.

'Let's go! '

Zong Jinwu rubbed its head with his fingers in satisfaction.

Good paper style.

A corner of the campus during lunch break.

The clouds were blown away by the wind, and the scorching sun hit the top of the head again at noon,

Several teenagers and girls stood in the blind corner of the surveillance, besieging a person.

"Well, it's so hot, what should I do if I get sunburned?" The only girl among the boys stood a little behind the crowd, covering the sun with one hand on her forehead, and pressing her phone with the other, with a coquettish tone Complained, "I can't see the phone clearly, hurry up."

"Excuse me, Miko-chan, can I borrow your clothes?" A boy stretched out his hand to take off his shirt.

"You are sick, I hate it, I don't want it." The girl avoided it.

They were laughing and playing around here, and they were stepping on the leader of the people. With a cigarette in one hand, Shota Ito also laughed lowly, squatting down and coaxing.

"Alright, since Miko has been waiting for a long time, it's over now."

He took a puff of the cigarette, lowered his head and sprayed all the smoke on the person's face.

"Do you know what to bring tomorrow? There is also the activity club. Didn't I tell you that it will be our territory after that? Why are you still going there every day?"

These relatively ordinary words were full of malice, he grabbed the boy's hair on the ground, and pressed the cigarette in his hand on the boy's forehead.

It's just that this action stopped when it was about to hit because of a strange noise.

"Crack."

The sound of taking pictures came from above the heads of several people.

Shota Ito shrank his pupils and looked up instantly.

"Wow~ what what? The campus bullying scene?"

The relaxed and exaggerated voice also came from the top of the head, proving that the sound of taking pictures just now was not an illusion.Everyone here was taken aback for a moment, and Shota Ito blushed directly.

I saw a person squatting on the extremely high green fence, playing with his mobile phone.

The silver-white short hair is particularly dazzling, being blown by the breeze.They couldn't see the face, because most of the visitor's face was covered by a black blindfold.

God knows if he can see it or not.

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Ito Shota and the rest of the people felt relieved.

Fortunately, he is blind, so even if he took pictures, he certainly didn't get many pictures.

Either it is simply flowery, or it is paste.

It seems that they heard the conversation and wanted to be nosy so they turned on the camera to scare them.

As for how this person climbed to such a high fence, none of them found out before he made a sound. This problem was unanimously ignored because it was beyond their cognition.

If they insisted on inquiring, what they would think was what kind of trick this person used.

Yoshino Junpei opened his eyes wide because of the voice, but he didn't dare to turn his head to confirm, or, he wished that he was not in this position now, and he didn't want to be seen by friends he knew a while ago.

Shota Ito stamped out the cigarette butt, ignored the person above his head, bowed his head and said to Yoshino Junpei.

"Remember this time, remember to bring your things to the rooftop at noon tomorrow."

After speaking, he waved to the people behind him.

"Let's go."

Those people were giggling, and put aside their initial worries, and left at a leisurely pace like ordinary students walking and chatting between classes.

The sound came again from the place where the photo was taken earlier.

This time the voice is a relatively clear female voice, as long as you listen a little, you can understand that this is the recording just now.

["It's so hot, what should I do if I get sunburned?"

……

"Do you know what to bring tomorrow? And the activity club, didn't I tell you that it will be our territory after that, why are you still going there every day?"]

It seems to be dragging the progress bar.

The sound played intermittently but clearly until the end.

Shota Ito shrank his pupils, his body that had turned around suddenly stopped, and turned back vigorously.

"Oh, it's quite clear."

After finishing the video, Zong Jinwu opened the photo album and looked at the snapshots of himself.

The assailant and the victim in it were shot very clearly, as well as the sparks on the cigarette butt that Shota Ito was about to press on Junpei Yoshino's forehead, and even the expressions of the two were perfectly captured.

The new phone has a high pixel count, and even the colors are saturated enough.

Hell, if it weren't for his irreplaceable charm, he would still be able to make a living as a photographer.

Zong Jinwu pursed his lips, and turned the phone over to the boys and girls who looked back at him in surprise.

"How? You can take a look too, it's very clear, right?"

His tone was proud, like a child who expected to be praised by adults after he was obedient or did something good.

"you……!"

Because Zong Jinwu's position is too high, they can't hit anyone for the time being. Ito Shota's face is dark, and his tone is also hard because of his bad mood. "Who are you? You're not from here."

"But no matter what your status is, it's better not to meddle in your own business."

Shota Ito raised his head: "Or what do you want, money?"

Zong Jinwu made sure that they all saw the picture and took back the phone.

Hearing this kind of words, I couldn't help but covered my lips with my hand, let out a mocking pop, and then easily jumped off the fence.

He has long hands and long legs, and he couldn't tell when he squatted on it and wronged his long legs. After jumping down, his height of 1.9 meters is quite eye-catching.

He picked up Yoshino Junpei and sat in a seat farther away. The boy stood up while leaning on the fence with a blushing face.

Zong Jinwu returned to the original position and tilted his head slightly.

"Hey, let's answer in turn."

"The name is Gojo Satoru, and the identity is Junpei's friend, so it's not my business..." He couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, he really couldn't figure it out, so he asked in confusion, "Are you rich?" ?”

Hearing this, he knew that the dispute between them could not be adjusted for the time being.

Shota Ito pursed his lips, and his gaze fell on the pocket where Zong Jinwu had just put his phone.

It will be very troublesome to spread such videos and photos, no matter whether the other party wants to give it to the school or put it on the Internet.

He dared to lead others to be a school bully so blatantly, because the backstage is strong enough, and his usual superficial skills are good. In the eyes of ordinary teachers and classmates, he is an excellent student.

As long as he is not caught, no one will believe him to do such a thing.

So the evidence cannot exist.

"Grab his phone."

Shota Ito's eyes were gloomy. With an order, the boys around him were gearing up and surrounded Zong Jinwu in the middle.

"Five!" Yoshino Junpei shouted anxiously.

He doesn't know how Zong Jinwu fights. Although he is quite tall, it is useless if he can't fight.

If possible, he would definitely not let Zong Jinwu get involved in such a thing.

Zong Jinwu stood tall and straight in the center, yawned leisurely, and put his hands back in his pockets.Standing in the sun, his body was covered with soft silver light, his lower lip was shiny, and the school buttons on his neckline were also dazzling.

He never let go of the hooked corner of his lips, and he was relaxed and freehand.

From his appearance and posture, he was the same as usual, but Zong Jinwu was a little helpless in reality.

Well, he hardly ever got into fights with normal people.

"Shouldn't this be considered bullying?" He looked at the sky and murmured, without needing to pay attention, he dodged the attacking fist with a sway of his body.

The group of students thought he was begging for mercy, and was about to taunt when they dodged the attack, knowing that the other party was playing with them, so they became even more annoyed.

If only you knew what they were thinking.

Zong Jinwu:?I am so wronged.

What he wanted to say was that he was not planning to bully people with them.

After all, even without the technique, these guys are not enough for him to push with one finger.

After 10 minutes, he fell down on the ground.

The school uniforms of this group of people were dusty, and they even made slight noises from time to time.

Zong Jinwu squatted on the ground, poked Ito Shota's hair with a branch, and asked Yoshino Junpei who had regained his strength and came over with complicated eyes.

"You said, they beat the air until they were exhausted, so they all fell down...Will anyone believe this kind of statement?"

Realizing that he couldn't get the mobile phone, Shota Ito didn't act arrogant at first.

After this meeting fell down, he lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. The main thing was that he had no strength, so he lay there racking his brains trying to figure out how to destroy the evidence. He gritted his teeth. to the original.

But in fact, even if he has a stain in high school, the family can suppress it, but he doesn't want to endure gossip.

So the most important thing at the moment is because he can't beat Zong Jinwu.

How the hell did this guy know someone like that?

Taking advantage of the lack of strength in the branch above his head, Shota Ito raised his eyes and glared at Junpei Yoshino, but Munekino poked him back with the branch without even lowering his head.

Zong Jinwu asked: "Seeing that you still have energy, come again?"

Shota Ito: ...

Play dead.jpg.

Yoshino Junpei stood there and looked at the boy who couldn't get up on the ground with complicated eyes.

He was always oppressed by this group of people just because the opponent was too numerous to beat, and all resistance was suppressed.

But what he saw now was not Zong Jinwu using violence to control violence.

It was just like what Zong Jinwu said in his words, but he would never believe it if told to him by another person. He really beat the air until he collapsed from exhaustion.

"That, your phone."

It may be too much for this group of teenagers, but Zong Jinwu handed the mobile phone to Yoshino Junpei and asked him to record it halfway through the call.

When they wanted to shift their target to attack Yoshino, they couldn't get through Zong Jinwu's line of defense no matter what.

If Zong Jinwu just dodged by himself when they hit Zong Jinwu, then when they tried to get close to Yoshino Junpei, Zong Jinwu would hold back his strength and strike. The pain was so tricky that it couldn't be relieved for three seconds.

Just stick to the reality and go back and forth like this, waiting for people to pant and get tired.

Zong Jinwu began to use that kind of slapstick tone and condescending sarcasm.

"No way, no way? That's all? Oh, actually, I even recorded everyone's face in it. The way I looked just now was really majestic."

Or sigh.

"I didn't even break a sweat, can the three of you be more serious?"

Rather than saying that the content is poor, the voice is actually too cheap.

At that time, Yoshino Junpei, who was holding a video on his mobile phone, shook his hand, not to mention those arrogant and arrogant villains on the ground, Yoshino Junpei couldn't help casting his gaze at them because of the refreshment he gained at this moment .

He was so full of energy that he had the belief that he must beat this person.

They went back and forth several times before they got down completely.

As for the only girl, she ran away when she realized that the boys couldn't beat her.

She was upstairs watching while they fought.

It wasn't until the people led by Ito Shota fell that she left the window in a panic.

"Well, that kind of reason probably won't work." Zong Jinwu affirmed something, took the phone and stood up from the ground.

The wind that hangs suddenly blows, taking everyone's hair and clothes.

Zong Jinwu turned his head sideways.

"Junpei, play hooky together?"

There are green plants inside and outside this corner of the school, and the leaves pass by like cherry blossoms, which makes this picture extraordinarily dreamy.

No matter who it is, he called his name so affectionately, and made such an inquiry in this situation.

They will all be fooled into agreeing.

The little paper figurine was hidden in Zong Jinwu's clothes, and the blood tank was emptied very peacefully.

As for Yoshino Junpei, he felt something was wrong just a second before nodding his head in agreement. His brain had never turned so fast, and he understood what Zong Jinwu had just said with his memory and reaction.

"what?"

skip school! ?