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Holding two signed bandages with the same name and slightly different handwriting, Miwa Kasumi suppressed her inner excitement, thanked them again, and walked back bouncingly.

Well--! !

Standing outside the door of the reception room, she closed her eyes tightly and tried to suppress it, and then took a deep breath to regain her composure.

In a blink of an eye, she was a qualified principal's secretary again.

Sanlunxia put away the bandages and cell phone, opened the sliding door, and stood where she was supposed to stand.

The interior is quiet.

Leyan Temple Jiashen waited for a while before turning his head.

"Where's the tea?"

"..." Sanlunxia froze when she recalled why she went out just now.

Oops!

Completely, completely forgot.

How she apologized and went out again afterwards is skipped.

The second grade called the first-year students. When they heard that they hadn't seen any strangers and they were still on their way to the cafeteria, they agreed to meet in the cafeteria.

After the six people met, Zenyuan Maki was surprised that neither party had seen anyone from the Kyoto school.

The Tokyo School is a big school, and the Conjuration College is different from the schools outside. The whole school is full of greenery, and most of the classrooms and cafeterias have a bit of an old taste, which can also be said to be rural.

It fits very well with nature.

Naturally, there are also natural vending machines and canteens that are similar to fixed food restaurants, but there are very few of them.

There are very few people who can enter the high school of magic and magic, which leads to the update and variety of vending machines, and the same is true for the cafeteria. In addition, there are few students in the school.

Except for the first and second grades, the third grade is basically not in the school, but the teachers and the principal are.

The quantity is also limited, so you don't need that many.

There are naturally fewer airframes, and there is only one cafeteria.

Now it is the time for lunch break. If someone from the Kyoto campus wants to find them, they only need to go to these two places, and there is a high probability that they will meet new people.

Zenyuan Maki and the others walked directly to the cafeteria.

Yuzu Yuhito and the others came to the cafeteria after passing by the road with vending machines because of Nagasaki Wild Rose's suggestion.

As a result, they didn't meet anyone on either side, which inevitably confused the second graders who were wary of this.

The pandas looked at each other, trying to make eye contact.

Panda: It's not their style not to find faults and pick things up.

Chanyuan Maki was already suspecting that there were no students on their side except the principal Leyansi Jiashin.

If not.

Chanyuan Maki: Could it be a ruthless one at the preparation exchange meeting?

Since there was no result on this matter for a while, Zenyuan Maki skipped this matter, and shook her head when Fu Hei Hui handed over wondering why she asked them about the route and whether she had met anyone, and asked her from the beginning. Come and notice things.

"Where's that guy? Aren't you guys always acting together?"

Kunzhang Youruhito had no intention of concealing this matter, and replied, "Teacher Wujo called him away."

When they were on the road, Fu Heihui talked about the meeting.

Of course, Zenyuan Maki and the others will not know in-depth and detailed, but he also has channels to understand the previous activities. In general, he knows the general situation, such as the fact that the Kyoto School Association sent people to the meeting before the exchange meeting.

By guessing, I can guess that it is for the exchange meeting later.

But this is the only part that he knows clearly.

They were still quite concerned about the content of the exchange meeting. Fu Heihui was planning to ask after the meeting, but found that the expressions of the seniors in front of him were not quite right.

A little schadenfreude and a little sympathy.

The sophomore who tacitly felt that someone was going to be unlucky, the panda coughed dryly and pointed to the door of the cafeteria.

"Let's go in and talk, don't stand outside like this."

Even if there is no one in the school, it can't block the way.

They took their food and sat down at the big table.

Zenyuan Maki, as a representative, explained the current situation to the three first-year students one by one, which is what they said on the road just now, about the possible targeting and danger of the Kyoto school in the future.

Hope they are prepared.

After all, this is a relatively serious matter. As a person from the Chanyuan family, Zenyuan Maki understands the thoughts of the upper class, and many conjurers agree with such thoughts.

Even if it's an exchange meeting, it can't guarantee that the Kyoto school will obediently stay quiet.

Especially since the principal of the other party is still a conservative, that is to say, he is more in favor of the existence of the death penalty of Knotweed Yuhito.

Even if the students don't take the initiative to attack, it is not impossible to make some situations during the exchange meeting and let the curse spirit attack the students.

Even if the words are very cryptic, anyone can understand what is revealed from it.

——They want Knotweed Yujin to die.

And this kind of purpose is not to say that the people in the Kyoto school are all inhumane. The most terrifying thing is that in the eyes of those people, they don't regard Yuzu Yujin as an independent person.

— is a filthy and horrible container.

Hearing this incident suddenly, Katsuobu Yuhito was a little stunned for a short time.

"Are you scared?" Chanyuan Maki asked.

"No one should have told you about this before, but this is something that you are likely to encounter in the future. Instead of letting you face it without knowing it, after discussing with Maki, I decided to let you know." Panda His appearance is simple and cute, but his mind has always been very clear.

Probably much more sober than most human beings.

"And, you are companions."

Panda said with a smile.

If we talk about the first graders who have just entered school, outsiders can't see the bond between them.

But after leading them to train for a month, the second graders can clearly feel the friendship between them.The three of them have different personalities, but as long as it comes to fighting, they are each other's most steadfast and trustworthy partners.

There is also no need to explain, Fuguro Megumi and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei naturally know their purpose of telling the matter of Knotabagi Yuhito when everyone is around.

Of course, there is no need for anyone to wake up at all.

Just when Zenyuan Maki told the matter and they knew about it, this matter was not the matter of Hirohito Knotabagi alone.

"Those guys." Nagasaki Yeqiangwei clenched her fists, and just through Zenyuan Maki's few words, she outlined the picture in her mind.She seemed to see the scene of her longing-for sister and friend being wantonly hurt by those villagers again.

Even if these two things are somewhat different in nature, human prejudice is obvious.

So she empathized with the anger.

Fu Heihui showed no expression, but also took this matter to heart.

"Oh! Let the horse come over here!" Hirohito Kojou responded energetically, but what was in his eyes was not fear or being prejudiced and unacceptable, but a fighting spirit burning like a raging fire, clenched his fists, " Since it is an exchange meeting, both parties must abide by the rules. As long as we follow the rules, we will not lose!"

He is confident that he will not lose to the second grade, not blind self-confidence.

During the sparring, his combat skills were already on par with Zenyuan Maki, and he even had the tendency to faintly suppress the opponent.

And the special training is not just training his physical strength.

The extraction and use of mantra power, and even the construction technique of Zong Jin Wujiao.

In fact, Zong Jinwu's participation in the special training is not like adding an extra student to the first grade, but rather like adding an additional teaching assistant to the first-year students.

The other party would frown when they saw that their progress was slow, and then tailored a training list for the three of them.

Incantations, incantation power, physical skills, physical strength, limb flexibility, combat skills, combat theory and actual combat experience against incantation spirits and conjurers.

Like the battle theory of magic spirits and conjurers, even Zenyuan Maki and the others will follow suit.

Zong Jinwu took advantage of the situation to mix in private goods, and also told them how to deal with the curse master and the common methods used by the curse master.

As for the actual combat experience, that is to directly compete with Zong Jinwu.

Nagasaki Wild Rose was interrupted by the words of Knotabagi Yujin, and after thinking about it, it was indeed the case, and then thinking about the special training that was both painful and happy for her, sweating, showing the minions of a tiger that had been tempered for a long time, and finally she could The vicious anticipation expression of trying to hunt for profit.

"Yeah, let's show the results of the special training to those guys at the exchange meeting! My hands are itchy."

She clenched her fists, also confident that she would not lose to the opponent.

If you want to kill their companions, you have to check whether your strength is enough.

Fu Heihui is more realistic. He has a good idea of ​​the strength of the recent progress, but he is not incapable of overturning. Besides, he still does not know the specific rules of the exchange meeting. Of course, he needs to pay more insurance.

He rested his fingers on the edge of the miso soup bowl, thin shreds of ginger floating on the clear soup.

White tofu kelp and aroma reveal the deliciousness of the soup.

"Senior, do you have any information about the seniors of the Kyoto school?"

Zenyuan Maki and the panda exchanged a glance.

When she decided to tell the first grade about this, she actually thought about various reactions, even though Yuzu Yuhito has always been very sunny and has a very delicate and carefree personality, which is very lovable.

In their expectation, it is normal to feel depressed and sad when facing other people's clear and targeted killing intent for no reason to him.

Whether it's a first-year student or a second-year student.

No one knew that Gojo Satoru had tied up the knotweed Yuhito before he entered the high school of conjuration, and told him about the death penalty when the candy and the stick were mixed together to abduct people.

Gojo Satoru at that time was not as euphemistic as Chanyuan Maki and the others said now.

In short, Maki Zenin and the others were genuinely happy with the reaction of the first graders.

"Very well, that's it!"

No matter what the mood is, it is not good to quickly adjust and cheer up, and thus gain determination and strong motivation.

"That, Maki-san." Nagasaki Wild Rose suddenly remembered something.

"Gojo Satoru, if Satoru is here, the Kyoto school should not be able to succeed no matter what?"

After all, the second-year students sometimes call Gojo Satoru's full name or first name or surname directly. Usually, when they call Gojo Satoru, they call Gojo Satoru's Gojo teacher, Nagasaki Wild Rose, and use their own unique way of calling to emphasize the next candidate.

Even after listening, she knew which Gojo Satoru she was asking about.

Nagasaki Wild Rose tilted her head.

"In this case, will they refuse his participation?"

There was silence at the large dining table seating six.

Those who hadn't thought about this at first fell silent immediately. They always assumed that Zong Jinwu would also be able to participate in the competition.

Zong Jinwu's strength is greater than the combined strength of the first and second graders.

They had been together once at the invitation of the other party, and the final result was naturally defeated by the coaching battle. Zong Jinwu said that he had practiced the experience of the coaching battle, so this training method would happen once a week.

Even if the first-year students feel that they are making rapid progress, even the second-year students should feel their progress.

But every time I can't shake this mountain at all, and I am really disappointed, but my fighting spirit is even higher.

It's always a good attitude.

This strength... really affects the balance of the exchange meeting.

Zenyuan Maki and the others fell into deep thought, not because they just realized that the other party's strength disrupted the balance.

"Speaking of which, his appearance... may not be accepted to participate." The panda next to him spoke her heart.

The group of people fell silent again.

That's right, don't talk about his strength, just say that he looks exactly the same as Gojo Satoru, it's hard to be recognized as participating, okay?

People may not believe that Zong Jinwu is a one-year-old with average strength.

The Kyoto school is not an idiot either.

There was no result to be discussed on this matter, so I went to ask Gojo Satoru after making a decision.

Wujo Wu's words, there should be a way to solve it, after all, he was the first to ask Zong Jinwu to participate in the exchange meeting.

The outside of the high school cafeteria is extremely quiet.

It seems that no one from the Kyoto school came to find fault.

The sun that shines on high and transmits temperature moves from east to west with time, and burns clouds in the west.

The meeting ended, and the situation of the exchange meeting was finalized, including the list of participants.

Although there is no qualitative requirement for this, and it can be adjusted temporarily when there is an accident, even if there is no accident, it can be changed at any time, but no matter what, it is still a set list of personnel, which has a certain degree of reference value.

When Gojo Satoru brought Zong Jinwu to the students to inform them, the name of "Gojo Satoru" was impressively on the list at the Tokyo School.

The first and second graders looked at each other and tacitly made a cheering gesture.

"One more thing~" Wujo Wu stretched out his hand to grab Zong Jinwu's hand and held it up. When everyone's pupils were shaking, Zong Jinwu showed his acting skills, and his temperament became weak and easy to bully.

Even if he didn't make any small movements, just standing there, anyone who saw him would subconsciously assume that he couldn't see him.

That is the conclusion induced from the temperament exuded and the evaluation of him in the hearts of those who saw him.

White straps, slightly pursed lips.

It seems that you can easily feel the other person's uneasy heart.

And people seldom doubt what their eyes see.

"During the exchange meeting later, he will remain in this state, please take care of him and don't reveal his secrets~"

Most people have a bit of bad taste factor.

After Miao figured out the consequences and reasons for doing so, after the first and second grades were shocked, many of them also had the mentality of eager to try, and agreed with a positive attitude.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"Salmon."

"not bad."

"I see."

"it is good!"

"This is really...done!"

It was the first time he felt so many burning eyes in this world, Zong Jinwu broke free from Wujo Wu's hand, pulled off the newly wrapped bandage, and glanced at them slightly threateningly.

As a result, the people who are usually tricked by him are not afraid of him at all.

"Don't worry, we will take good care of you~"

Nearly a month later, three days before the opening of the exchange meeting.

In a hot spring far away from human habitation.

The man stood beside the stone with his sleeves folded, and asked the blue-haired curse spirit who was leaning against the stone behind him, "How is your injury?"

The real person stood up from the water.

"How about Hua Yu Tuo Gen?"

The man replied: "That's right, my strength has improved a lot, and I'm already catching up with you."

"That's it." The real person smiled, "That's no problem, I'm almost completely healed."

"What about the success rate?"

"100%."

The smile of the curse spirit gradually became bloodthirsty and excited, and even the expression was a little distorted, just because of their next plan.

——Kill a Gojo Satoru who hasn't grown up yet.