Idol coser Mr. Sokin

Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Vocational School of Magic.

On the path closest to the reception room, the walls only reach people's shoulders.

The green leaves poke in from the outside, and the inside is also green.

"Why are you calling me over all of a sudden?"

Zong Jinwu exudes a lazy aura all over his body, like a big cat that hasn't woken up.

He walked in slowly, yawned and complained.

"I haven't had lunch yet."

The implication: If there is nothing important, you understand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry~ I'll take care of you later." Gojo Satoru apologized rather unceremoniously in front of him.

Zong Jinwu couldn't help paying more attention to his eyes.

Then I hope to see you later, after all, he was let go last time.

It was a few hours before the earth-shattering confrontation with Gojo Satoru that day, in order not to be disturbed, the two even opened [accounts] halfway.It's not over until it's dark inside.

At that time, Zong Jinwu naturally couldn't beat Wujo Wu.

It can only be said that Gojo Satoru fought him seriously after suppressing his strength.

Afterwards, Wujo Wu asked Zong Jinwu why he was so angry.

Zong Jinwu just shook his head and replied calmly: "I don't remember."

The blindfold on the boy's face hadn't been pulled up yet, and he was hanging on his neck at this moment, looking sideways at Gojo Satoru.

So Gojo Wu could clearly see Qing Zong Jinwu's expression.

Also like the suppressed anger not long ago, it was rarely seen on his face so straightforwardly.

firm.

A determination that cannot be shaken by others.

Seeing this appearance, it was as if he could see the back of Zong Jinwu going forward indomitably.

It's just that the words are not so tall.

"I want to go back."

Maybe because he thought this sentence was too serious, Zong Jinwu smiled after speaking to ease the atmosphere.

Gojo Satoru didn't delve into the reason why he was suddenly so urgent about this idea.

Together with him that day, I formulated a course of action for finding a way to return home.

But this matter is not so easy to do. After all, Wutiaowu asked, whether he forgot for some reason, and how Zong Jinwu got here is unknown.

Gojo Satoru: ...

In his heart, he was wary of the curse spirit who left in embarrassment that day.

Is that the domain ability is a super magic spirit that erases people's memories from a distance?

And this special level has never been logged in, it is the same as the special level magic spirit that Zong Jinwu found on the road last time - excluding the super level magic spirit that was just born later, so what are those people in the magic world doing? .

After thinking about it, I wanted to find trouble and how to break it.

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru was still sensible, at most he just took a small notebook and memorized it in his heart, and went to get it back together when he found a chance.

Zong Jinwu didn't say everything.

Because he vaguely felt that before he lost something, he knew how to leave, but he hadn't fulfilled the conditions yet.

And this condition does not seem to be known to anyone other than myself.

Even now, he can sense the instructions in his heart.

——Know more and more important people and let them believe that they are 'Wujo Satoru'.

Believe is a delicate word.

If he is Gojo Satoru, why does he need the trust of others?

Naturally, there are also some nouns that seem to be mosaiced, such as C■S, ■■■er, whose meaning seems to be vaguely understood, but not very clear.

He had the confidence to figure this out in semi-unknown circumstances.

It won't take long, and his time seems to be very urgent, but if you dig deeper, it doesn't seem to be so urgent.

Zong Jinwu:?

Thinking about it makes me dizzy, forget it.

In short.

While looking for a way, he just stayed in the college.

...Yes, there is still training for the exchange competition.

Even Zong Jinwu disdained it.

But he still obediently accompanied them during the training time, and stayed by himself to seriously exercise his ability.

Gojo Satoru usually has a lot of tasks to deal with. Even though he seems to be fishing for outsiders most of the time (it is true), he is not fishing for big fish. After the intensive schedule is arranged, he is not in school for a few days.

Thanks to his fishing skills, he would sometimes call Zong Jinwu during class breaks to discuss about time and space spells.

There is very little information, and there are no cases, and the progress has been stuck for a while.

Zong Jinwu calmed down as early as that day.

He left with confidence—even if he didn't know where this confidence came from.

On the contrary, instead of worrying about this, Wujo Satoru, who did not forget to miss him when he was doing the task, might as well bring him a special product when he comes back.

It's rare for Gojo Satoru to put someone in his heart and want to help him:...

After all, it was wrong.

The first thing Wujo Wu did when he came back to school this time was to call Zong Jinwu.

In the courtyard of the reception room, there is a pool reflecting the sky and hollow bamboo poles that catch the water and knock it down.

The crisp knocking sound and the sound of gurgling water make this place extraordinarily quiet.

Gojo Gojo cleared his throat, and told his purpose directly and clearly: "I need your help with something, it's very fun."

He had a "you'll love it" tone.

Zong Jinwu turned his ear and expressed his willingness to hear the details.

Gojo Satoru leaned close to his ear and whispered, Zong Jinwu showed a subtle smile after listening.

"How does it work?"

Wujo Wutiao tacitly showed the same smile, and pulled him to start explaining in detail.

Walking along the forest path from the playground to the dormitory, Kizaki Yaqiangwei was wearing the daily clothes she put on after training, with a bag in her hand, and asked strangely, "Where did that guy go?"

She was referring to Zong Jinwu.

That guy hasn't caused any trouble these days, he hasn't dragged them to play truant, and he hasn't played truant by himself.

In fact, from the day after Zong Jinwu suddenly left while shopping that day, the other party looked different from before.

Only after the change can they realize that Zong Jinwu was very close to them before.

This kind of closeness is not limited to being good to them, such as actively paying attention to the progress of training, and being taken out to relax when you feel bad.

how to say.

Even when he saw them greet each other as usual, Zong Jinwu didn't get close to them in the next moment, he was as teasing as before, and the endless topics could still mobilize people's emotions as Zong Jinwu wanted.

Even if he is only good at provoking people and making people speechless.

Didn't even talk to them much the first few days.

But in terms of attitude, Zong Jinwu always brings drinks with him when he goes to buy drinks, remembering their preferences.

But I just feel that I don't have the energy to do big things and pester people like before.

Of course, for ordinary troubles, such as a cafeteria that put too much mustard or misplaced it, Zong Jinwu tried his best to let the first and second grades taste it.

The Q version is holding food, with devil wings and tail horns, showing a devil smile.

I have been obediently training with them all the time, except for the occasional helping out, most of the time I stay alone.

As for the techniques and skills that the other party is studying, even in terms of physical skills, there is very little, almost nothing, that they can help.

So the intersection is reduced in this way.

They felt that going on like this was not good enough, and besides, they had to repay each other's help, so in the first grade, they took three meals a day, took people to class, and walked around the campus unless there were special circumstances, and they would see four people side by side.

Afterwards, after bumping into a wall once, he realized that he was a road-crazy Zong Jinwu, so he followed them honestly.

Zong Jinwu feels that his Lu Chi is very miraculous, always working from time to time.

For example, when Gojo Satoru asked him where to go, he always had the feeling that he could find that location no matter whether he teleported there or walked there.

But this kind of thing is not suitable in the classroom of the first grade course.

So he seldom acted apart from them, besides...his lost memory...in fact, if it wasn't for his certainty that he would have lost something very important, and always felt a sense of alienation from the world.

When talking about the existence of [the world], there are subtle complaints that other people can't detect at all.

As if [the world] itself is as conscious as man.

Zong Jinwu couldn't detect any problem with his memory.

In his memory, he was just exorcising a cursed spirit that had bumped into him.

The curse spirit that hit it!

Do you know what it means to him!

One was not snatched by him, and after exorcising, he didn't need to be surrounded by a bunch of people and care about him!

But when Zong Jinwu was about to be expelled, the environment around him changed.

Zong Jinwu frowned every time he recalled that time.

Because since he came to this world, his reaction always felt a sense of disobedience at the beginning. Although he quickly recovered his style, he was keenly aware that when he was in the morgue, that reaction faintly revealed his true self.

But what is the real self?

Is it really?

He didn't let such thoughts entangle himself for too long, and the four of them were still very lively.

So his rare absence seemed easy to notice.

The only one who noticed Zong Jinwu made a phone call and left, and replied happily: "It seems that Teacher Wutiao is back!"

"Hey, does he still have lunch?" Nagasaki Ye Qianwei didn't respond much to this.

Well, as long as these two don't come together to tease them, she won't hide like a plague god. ...Like speechless anger, it is already a small scene.

Knotata Youruhito shook his head: "I don't know, he teleported away."

Fu Heihui raised his head slightly as if remembering something.

After being questioned by the two people around him who noticed his movement, he replied: "Today seems to be a meeting that has been postponed for a month. They...may have gone there."

"Ok?"

"what?"

Kaginizaki Wild Rose and Knotaba Yuhito, who were completely ignorant of this, turned into cat pupils and raised their ears.

"It's the meeting of the exchange meeting, which was postponed for a month because of that reason." Panda said.

At the same time, the second grade also happened to talk about this matter.

"That reason..." Chanyuan Maki lost in memory, "Ah, you mean..."

"Yes, it's the thing that made the first-year missions have special missions," the panda said, "Their target is Knotweed Yuren, but Knotweed Yuren is fine, not only is it okay, there was even an extra 'Wujo Satoru' that day .”

Speaking of this, Zenyuan Maki laughed.

"Sure enough, I remember that he rushed there in time, and went to the upper management that day to trouble him. Unfortunately, I didn't find out the details."

"Salmon."

So the panda who paid special attention to it talked about the follow-up.

"Wu scraped off a layer of flesh on them that day, um, 'meat' in the sense of material compensation."

When the panda talks, the whiskers on its face move and move, showing a naive look.

"Then the principal of the Kyoto school happened to be the upper echelon who had a tense relationship with Wu. He said that the meeting was temporarily postponed due to personal reasons, and he made a new appointment with Zhengdao today."

"So what's the matter?" Zenyuan Maki nodded to express understanding, but she didn't know why the panda suddenly brought up this matter.

There was a drop of cartoon sweat on the panda's face: "Well, the other party may not just calm down like this."

"Even if they want to kill Yuzu Yuren, they won't be in the school..." Chanyuan Maki suddenly remembered, "You mean those guys!"

Panda nodded.

"Especially when Yuzu Yuren is still alive, he will definitely come over to provoke and test the situation."

In this regard, Zenyuan Maki said.

"It's easy to handle, isn't the first grader always following that brat, as long as he's around, nothing will happen to them."

Kid... Zong Jinwu seems to be as old as you, Maki.

The panda wiped his sweat and continued: "That's it, shouldn't it be more important to watch?"

Zenin Maki: ...

Dog curly spine: ...

It seemed to make sense, and they finally realized the problem.

... What if the student from the Kyoto school is beaten to death by Zong Jinwu.

"Let's go anyway."

"Salmon."

The reception room of the Tokyo Magic High School.

Sanlun Xia stood in front of the sliding door with her hands behind her back, working as a part-time secretary.

It was agreed to come to discuss at twelve o'clock, and it has been 10 minutes now, and the shadow of the principal of the Tokyo school, Yamo Zhengdao, has not yet been seen.

Just when she was thinking about how long she would be late, she heard the undisguised footsteps in the corridor, and she immediately lifted her spirits.

coming!

The footsteps of one in front and one in back should be correct.

"Whoa."

The sliding door was opened, and a tall figure came in.

It is Wujo Satoru.

He was wearing long-sleeved trousers of the same color, and his white hair was tied on top of his head like a broom with an eyepatch. It was unexpected that he was holding someone else in his hand.

Just like Gojo Satoru, only the lower half of the face is exposed, the difference is that the eyes are not covered with blindfolds, but some loose bandages, so the hair hangs like this, swinging with the ups and downs of walking.

Sanlunxia's position can be said to be watching them pass by her.

She happened to see the expressions of the people behind her clearly.

As if he really couldn't see, his lips were slightly pursed, and only half of his face could reveal a slight sense of anxiety and confusion.

"Principal Ye Moth won't be coming for the time being." Gojo Satoru led people in, his actions were not as reckless as he occasionally saw in the past, but a little cautious, let the people around him sit on the sofa first, and then let the people around him sit on the sofa. sit down.

He raised Erlang's legs, as naturally as if he was in his own home and did not pay attention to politeness, and supplemented the explanation for what he just said.

"I lied to him that the meeting was two hours away."

Leyansi Jiashen raised his head, and opened his eyes, which were not clear due to the light not coming in under his eyebrows, and looked straight at Wujo Wu, who was looking at Zong Jinwu, who had the completely opposite personality to him.

"Let me introduce, this is my younger brother, whose name is..."

Gojo Satoru paused meaningfully, and after seeing Leyansi Kashin's serious expression, he chuckled lightly, and said word by word in a relaxed tone: "Oh, Gojo Satoru."

Ever since Wutiaowu came in, he has been a little vigilant, ready to warn him whenever Wutiaowu crosses the boundary.

Who knew that Sanlun Xia, who released such explosive news as soon as people came in, was calm on the surface, but her heart was already covered in screams.

[They said it was true that another Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared——! ! ]

Gojo Wu suddenly approached Zong Jinwu while talking.

They were very close, almost ear-to-ear, coaxing softly with a normal volume that could spread throughout the room: "Wu, take off the bandage."

Zong Jinwu slightly tilted his head to "look" at Wujo Wu.

But the two people present understood that it was just a subconscious reaction to the source of the sound.

At least when Zong Jinwu entered the door, his appearance was not what he could see.

In the eyes of Leyan Temple Jiashen, even Wujo Satoru would take care of him, so there is no doubt about the real possibility.

The white bandage slid down on the school uniform on the thigh as it was disassembled, and there was the same face as Gojo Satoru.

Sanlunxia steadied her breathing to avoid revealing her excitement at this moment.

[! !Gojo Satoru's face not covered by the blindfold, it's Gojo Satoru's face not covered by the blindfold! ! ! ]

His white eyelashes fluttered slightly, and as long as he opened his eyes to look closely, he would make anyone who saw them feel sorry.

Those azure blue eyes were ordinary, and at the same time lacked the slightest focal length.

Sanlunxia held her breath because of this, and the screams in her heart stopped, a kind of cold made her calm down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her.

Not six eyes, but also blind.

When exposed to the light, Zong Jinwu's eyes seemed to be irritated, slightly reddened and tears flowed down.

Gojo Satoru covered his eyes with one hand, and coaxed again: "Okay, can you wrap it around yourself?"

Anyone can hear the distress in the words.

Zong Jinwu nodded, and had no objection to Gojo Wu asking him to take it off for a while and put it on for a while. He obediently closed his eyes and fumbled for the bandage on his leg, wrapping it on himself slowly with a fairly proficient movement.

Of course, not everyone will regret seeing those eyes.

Leyan Temple Jiashen did not know when he returned to his usual appearance, and he no longer paid attention to Zong Jinwu. He said to Wutiao Wutiao: "What do you want to say?"

"How and where did this child appear, you don't know, right? Old man."

Gojo Satoru had a mocking smile on his lips.

He was implying that the upper class was not clean, and some people dared to do such a thing in spite of the majesty of the Gojo family.

In fact, Gojo Satoru had found out Zong Jinwu's actions before the first-year mission appeared, but he found out by relying on the mission list that he hadn't done.

After that, Gojo Satoru also wrote the reports on those missions.

In other words, Zong Jinwu's appearance information, in the eyes of the public, only appeared at that time.

In that mission, the first graders on the side of the Tokyo school, especially Yuzu Hirohito, did not have any accidents, and it was a complete failure for the upper management who made this incident.Afterwards, Gojo Satoru took advantage of this incident and took away a lot of benefits. They could only swallow their teeth, and they had to verbally refuse to admit that it was intentional. I don't want this kind of thing to happen, and I hope Gojo Wujo will take care of it.

It was also thanks to the fact that the upper echelons of the meeting hadn't received the news that Knotweed Yuren was fine.

Otherwise, Gojo Satoru would come later, and he wouldn't be able to knock anything.

I have to say that if Zong Jinwu was not there at that time, Wujo Wu didn't know what would happen to his students, but he knew that freshmen would inevitably suffer casualties when facing the super class.

No matter who had the accident, he couldn't accept it.

Thinking about it made him afraid, so he didn't intend to let this matter go like this at all. It was just a small prank to make Leyan Temple Jia Shenbai wait for two hours like now.

Pre-empting strikes and turning black and white is to pave the way for future purposes.

The Gojo family's information does not have much information on time and space, but the Kamo family's information is not necessarily so.

"I don't understand what you're talking about," Leyansi Jiashen's beard moved as he spoke, "Young people nowadays are really not polite at all."

Gojo Satoru sneered, ignoring Leyansi Jiashin's play of stupidity.

Both of his purposes for coming here have been fulfilled.

"The times have changed." Wujo Wu stretched out his hand and pulled Zong Jinwu, who had never opened the lower limit, to stand up.

The self-preservation possessed by his students' rapid progress is the reason why he does not provoke people with taunting.

Gojo Satoru walked to the edge of the sofa and turned around, giving advice.

"If you still ignore the growing power for the sake of boring status and tradition, you will suffer sooner or later, old man."

He led Zong Jinwu away without looking back.

The reception room returned to silence.

Miwa Kasumi withdrew her gaze and stood, feeling a little desperate at the thought of continuing to stand for another two hours.

"Three rounds, go buy some tea."

"Yes."

Gojo Satoru asked with interest when he was so far away from the reception room that he couldn't hear the words, "What's the matter with the tears?"

In order to prevent Zong Jinwu from being banned at the exchange meeting, Wujo Wu took Zong Jinwu to perform the show just now after confirming that Zong Jinwu was not disgusted with the sister school exchange meeting and was still somewhat interested.

The whole set was finalized half an hour ago.

Of course, another reason is that Gojo Satoru had long wanted to punish the upper-level conservatives, and it happened that Leyansi Jiashin bumped into him, and he was upset if he was not allowed to wait a few more hours.

If he's upset, that's fine.

In short, if there is no accident and the show is over until the exchange meeting is over, he will find another opportunity to investigate and ask for an explanation. Be tougher and find a few companies whose interests are threatened. The right to investigate with the Chanyuan family.

At that time, it would be logical to drop by a place like Shuge.

This has not gone far, to avoid revealing that the two are still holding hands, and Wu Tiaowu is pulling. Zong Jinwu said that tears are the basic skills: "I have been an actor before."

Gojo Satoru had never heard him talk about this aspect before, and suddenly became more excited.

"before?"

He really can't imagine himself as an actor.

"I'll demonstrate later..."

Gojo Satoru stopped and looked in one direction.

I saw a water-blue figure rushing out of the gate, barely braking in front of the two of them, bowing and raising his hand, with a mobile phone in his hand.

"That—can you take a photo with me?"

Gojo Wu twitched his lips, picked up his phone and replied, "Yes."

He embraced Zong Jinwu, squatted down slightly, and recorded another blue figure. Seeing that the expression was similar, he pressed the shutter.

Sanlun Xia took the phone with trembling hands, and bowed to thank them both.

[Two Wujo Satoru, two! ! ]

Seeing that she was about to leave, Zong Jinwu took off the clean bandage that had only been worn on his face for half an hour, and asked, "Is it enough just to take a photo together?"

He opened his eyes.

Even wearing colored contact lenses that cover your eyes and look out of focus, you can't hide your good looks.

His demeanor was subtly different from the one just now in the office, but it would be closer to "Wujo Satoru", joking and evil, and he was so sure that she would agree.

The bandage was loosely wrapped around his left hand, and a pen protruded from the tip of his right finger at some point.

There is a light "click" when the pen is turned.

"Where's the signature?"

Don't you want to sign?