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Two sets of bowls and chopsticks, four dishes and one soup, plus sea salt cheesecake brought back from Ikebukuro and a bowl of washed cherries.

"I'm starting." Xuejian Weizhi clasped his hands together reverently, and lowered his chopsticks to accurately intercept Wutiao Wu's fancy glutinous rice balls.

The white-haired young man with his beard cut off raised his eyebrows, and a tiger-skin green pepper with chopsticks was precisely placed in Yukimi Mie's bowl.

Eat everything except green pepper branches: "..."

She has to be patient when she lives under the fence.

The girl picked up a piece of green pepper with a picky expression on her face, and ground it bitterly between her teeth.

good to eat.

Very tasty.

Unbelievable, it was at the dining table that Yukimi first realized that her teacher was a "perfect person except for his personality".

This skill is at the level of top ten masters in Yuanyue Academy.

Yukimi Mieda took a few mouthfuls to get rid of the green pepper that Fukuzawa Yukichi used to coerce and lure, and did not necessarily make her succumb, and even took the initiative to pick up another chopstick.

Facts have proved that there are no unpalatable dishes, only cooks who can't cook.

The two cleaned up all the food on the table, spread their bellies contentedly and nestled down on the sofa to take a nap, like two cats licking their hair and rubbing their heads, with a contented look on their faces.

"I have good news and bad news, which one would Zhi Zhi want to hear first?" Wu Tiao Wu curled up his legs and half lay on the sofa, and said lazily with his hands behind his head.

He is tall and tall, and the sofa that he specially bought to be big was easily taken up.

Xuejian Weizhi sat in the gap between the back of the sofa and Wu Wu's long legs, her bare feet stepped on the man's knees.

"Bad news." She replied without hesitation.

According to the principle of eating grapes, start with the sour one, and the grapes you eat afterwards will be sweet.

"The bad news is that you are the only first-year student this year." Gojo Satoru said regretfully, "The experience of cheating on each other's exams, the experience of being instigated by the teacher, and the youth holding hands and running in the sunset are all far away from us. went."

"Huh?" Xue Jian Weizhi opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "Is the enrollment rate of colleges so low that you can't even fool freshmen?"

She just knew it!What kind of high-quality students can a school that relies on trafficking in its enrollment have?Zhi Zhi seems to have been tricked into boarding a pirate ship!

Will it be an inspirational sitcom that "in order to recruit enough students to save the precarious school, Sailor Moon Eda of love and justice resolutely debuts as an idol"?

If so, then she applied for a group debut with her manager Gojo Satoru.

Don't waste that good face!Let's do our part to save the school!

Without knowing why, Gojo Satoshi straightened his 25 shirt sleeves under Zhizhi's eyes full of professionalism and responsibility.

"Can I delay my enrollment for one year?" After receiving the "bad news", Yukimi suggested.

Please, at least give her a classmate who can answer correctly when doing advanced math homework.Bald branches.jpg

"Yes, yes." Gojo Satoru was noncommittal, "But Zhizhi, you should know why Mr. Fukuzawa sent you here so early, right?"

Because her mana control problem was imminent, it was too late to postpone a summer vacation, let alone a year?

"Okay." The little girl said regretfully.

It seems that she can only face the high math homework alone, which is the fate of the strong.

"Don't be sad, I have some good news." Gojo Satoru said with great surprise, "The good news is that we don't have to wait for the school to start, we will start making up lessons from the summer vacation! Oh, this is a special class from GreatTeacherGojo, Zhizhi is Not very happy?"

Yes, you can see that her face is peaceful, she is not angry at all.

"Then don't hesitate, let's start the class." Gojo Satoru casually took out a frog skeleton from under the sofa.

Xuejian Weizhi looked at the cake box left on the dining table, lowered his head and stared at the five cats and cats flicking their tails on the sofa after eating and drinking, and then stared at himself who put on comfortable pajamas and prepared to wash and sleep for a better tomorrow. Understand why Gojo Satoru suddenly couldn't suppress his working soul as a human soul engineer.

In the middle of the night, I stayed up late and lost my hair.

Wujo Wu doesn't care, if he wants to teach, she has to learn.

"This is the spell skeleton I got from Principal Moth." Gojo Satoru threw the snoring frog doll into Yukimi Mie's arms, "Try inputting spell power into it."

The control of mana power is an introductory course for conjurers. When she can stabilize the output of mana power while paying attention to R-18 novelty hunting movies, she is qualified.

Although the frog is just an ordinary doll, it hurts to beat someone, Gojo Satoru is ready for the little girl to ask him for help with teary eyes.

It's not impossible to let her act like a baby in class for the first time... Gojo Satoru thought leisurely.

"Is it enough to input the spell power?" Xuejian Weizhi rubbed the hairy head of the curse bone, and divided the suppressed spell power in the body into a very small wisp into the spell bone.

"boom!"

The red torrent swept over the doll, and the curse was wiped out in the blink of an eye.

The girl paused, then looked at Gojo Satoru with a blank face: "I didn't use any strength..."

Is it vandalism?She went to catch a real frog another day and returned it to Principal Moth.

Wujo Wu silently stared at a small group of gray-black stains on the floor, deleted the fantasy image of Zhizhi in his mind who was bullied by the curse and wailed, and changed it into a little red dragon jumping around and breathing fire.

He took out the second orangutan curse skeleton from under the sofa with his backhand: "Come again."

Xuejian Weizhi carefully allocated and input power that was less than one-tenth of the previous mana power.

"boom!"

A brace.

The third, the fourth, the sound of boom boom boom is endless.

In ancient times, King Zhou tore brocades and made Baosi happy with the sound of silk breaking; today there are sticks burning fire, entertaining relatives with curses, ashes, and colorful clothes.

Gojo Satoru pulled out from under the sofa with his backhand - he couldn't take it out, and the curse skeleton that was brought in from Noctua Masadao was burned by Yukimi Mie.

Prodigal kid.

Zhi Zhi huddled in the corner of the sofa as quietly as a chicken, and the feet that stepped on Wu Tiao Wu's knees unconsciously relaxed their strength, not daring to provoke the people's teacher who doubted life.

I really can't blame her. Wool felt is super flammable, and it would be unreasonable not to burn it.

Gojo Satoru waved away the gray smoke flying in the air dejectedly, and the excellent teacher who had never made such a big mistake in the history of teaching felt a little headache.

The traces of Xuejian Weizhi's spell power were clearly seen by the six eyes, and she cautiously reduced the amount of input every time, and the spell power input from the second time was not even enough to wake up the sleeping spell skeleton.

It's not a question of the amount of mana, it's that the attributes are too domineering.

If it touches a little bit, it will be burnt out quickly, and there is no room for anyone to struggle.

"A new problem student has appeared." Gojo Satoru ruffled his hair in annoyance.

If it weren't for his natural hair color as white as snow, Gojo Wu would really slander that Zhizhi caused him to grow old overnight.

Seeing that Weizhi didn't dare to speak, Xue obediently spread her hand and let Wujo Wujo pinch the back of her hand, looking over and over again.

The girl is thin all over, except her cheeks and the back of her hands are fleshy, which is more decompressive than playing with a cat's pads.

Gojo Satoru played for a long time, and finally remembered the business.

He didn't let go of Yukimi Mie's hand, but instead said, "Try inputting mana power."

"Now?" Yukimi Mie looked at their fingertips in surprise.

She could clearly feel that the limitless barrier between the two disappeared.

Infinitely small distances are reduced to 0.

"Don't worry, I'm the strongest." Gojo Satoru said to Yukimi Mie, who had a face of "*** tendencies are irrelevant, and the world is beautiful, so don't be overwhelmed." He poked the girl's smooth forehead, "What can happen to me?" ? You still dare to think about it."

Man, you are really playing with fire.

Yukimi Mie saluted with one hand, and said solemnly: "I swear that I will carry the teacher back to Yokohama and hand it over to Dr Yosano."

"No thanks, Gaozhuan has nitrous." Gojo Satoru flicked the back of Zhizhi's hand angrily, "Control carefully, treat me as the curse skeleton just now, and input the magic power."

Then you are now on fire.Xuejian Weizhi didn't say a word, the mantra climbed up the rock along the lines of the skin, and finally landed on the point where they were connected.

heat.

In the cold blue sea of ​​mantra, a red snake hissed and spit out its core.

Its body was branded with golden flame patterns, its body was flexible, and a small cluster of flames ignited at the tip of its tail swept across the cold blue Sea of ​​Mana, and the calm water surface secretly boiled.

Compared with the endless ocean, the swimming snake is like a drop in the ocean.It slyly doesn't go too deep, focusing only on setting the surrounding ocean ablaze.

"Teacher Wujo?" Xue Jian Weizhi leaned in front of Wujo Wu and shook his head, "Are you feeling okay?"

Gojo Satoru was not well, he looked at his palm delicately, feeling the burning pain.

Xue Jian Weizhi input very little spell power, she is a polite child, the spell power doesn't run wild in Gojo Satoru's body, it only stays in a small area where the fingertips touch.

Like a lit cigarette, the bright red flame burns in the palm of your hand.

Not so painful, but deeper than knife marks.

The cold blue magic power swept up, crushing the red snake to pieces.

The crimson mantra disappeared into the ocean, but Gojo Satoru could still feel the burning pain on his palm, which was engraved in the flesh and blood, and he couldn't even touch the infinite.

"...not bad." After a while, Gojo Wu praised the little girl, "Zhizhi's spell power is very obedient."

Leaving aside micromanagement for the time being, the part of mana restraint is quite perfect.

A conjurer absorbs mana through negative emotions, and a mature conjurer can maintain the same increase in mana no matter whether he is happy, angry or sad. This skill requires a considerable degree of practice.

Gojo Satoru then asked Xue Jian Weizhi to input mana power into him several times, respectively scaring her abruptly, telling jokes to tease the child, and intentionally making her angry on the way. river.

The cunning red snake occupies one side, and its golden eyes are staring at the cold blue ocean with unclear meaning.

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Zhizhi," he frowned, "do you have no control spell power at all?"

"Huh?" Xue Jian Weizhi was puzzled, "No... But, isn't it the same?"

What she said was vague, but Gojo Satoru understood it all at once.

What he asked of her was: continue to output the same amount of mana.

The command was conveyed by Gojo Satoru to Yukimi Mie, and then from Yukimi Mie to his own spell power.

"Red Snake" received the order and perfectly carried out the master's instructions.

Apart from "delivering orders", Yukimi Mie actually doesn't have to do anything.

No matter how big Gojo Satoru made her mood change, it was useless. As long as the designation was not changed, the trajectory of the mantra would remain the same, and would not be changed by any factors.

Her spell is alive.

The flame monster behind the door has its own will, it not only obeys its master, but also retains the instinct of a fierce beast.

For example, the cursed bones that were previously burned.Xuejian Weizhi absolutely did not give the order to "destroy", it was her magic instinct that made the act of burning.

On the premise of losing the act of "manipulation" and only needing to "imagine the result and complete it" in the battle, the battle will become a purely instinctive carnival.

The enemy cannot capture her trajectory, nor can she predict her actions. Endless possibilities are flooding the battlefield, and countless lines point to the same ending—victory.

Xuejian Weizhi doesn't need to study the skills of ordinary magicians at all. Their smooth road is her wrong road, and she should only walk this road alone.

It's not about mana control, it's about taming.

What she wants to learn is to restrain the instinct of magic power without having two suppressors on her body, and to tame the tyrannical rabies.

Taming spells... I seem to have heard this idea somewhere.

"It's my fault, Zhizhi doesn't need to practice this." Wujo Wu clapped his hands, never mentioning the incinerated mantra skeleton.

His extraordinary mind allowed him to abandon the traditional teaching methods in the magic world in an instant, and independently developed new teaching plans and talent training programs for his students.

The growth path of a genius does not need to follow in the footsteps of her predecessors. She only needs a suitable reference and enough battles, and the edge that cannot be hidden will emerge through sand and water.

Coincidentally, Zhizhi is not the only child who is in trouble with Gojo Satoru.

Spells are the power engraved in the body of a conjurer from birth. Most of them determine their level and form at birth, and there are very few growth-type spells.

There is only one case of a spell that grows and requires the master to tame again and again before Xue Jianweizhi.

——The most valued ancestral spells [Ten Kinds of Shadow Spells] of Chanyuan family.

In order to find a descendant who could inherit the [Ten Shadow Spells], the Zenyuan family's head became bald due to worry.

After finally finding someone, Wujo Wu suddenly intercepted him.

Chanyuanist: If it wasn't because I couldn't beat... (Put on pain mask)

"That brat cost me one billion." Wu Tiaowu patted Zhizhi on the head, "It's not for nothing, it would be nice to pull him to be our Zhizhi's training partner."

One billion—the child-trafficking case that the president showed her!

In Yukami Mie's mind, the photo of "Fu Heige dominates a bad street" in Fukuzawa Yukichi's data appears.

Her first reaction when she saw the photo was not "This kid looks like Kyoya Hibari with a different hairstyle", but...

Fu Heihui, 12 years old this year, is an active primary school graduate.

To come to her as a sparring partner.

"If this beats the child up and down, what face do I have to go back to see the president..." Zhizhi murmured.

It's terrible, Gojo Satoru is really terrible.

He didn't even spare elementary school students!