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Yukimi Mieda has finished writing.

In the desperate and painful struggle, in the hell of chickens and rabbits in the same cage, in the BGM of Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong hugging back to back——she finished writing a box of math papers.

Is it because of the love of mathematics?Is it because you can't bear to live up to the teacher's expectations?

No, it's because Zhizhi knew this day would come.

Wu Tiaowu sent such a large box of papers back so that Zhizhi could not finish it, so as to grab her pigtails, and use this as a threat to make her a cow and a horse, with a vicious heart.

Can Yukimi Mie let him succeed?Of course not, she won't give Gojo Satoru the slightest chance to laugh at her!

"I've finished writing it all." Zhizhi said vigilantly, "Yuko corrected it for me. The wrong questions have also been corrected. The wrong question book and papers are at home, and you can read them at any time."

As agreed, one paper is exchanged for one Xi Jiufu, and she will empty Wujou's food storage!

Zhi Zhi was held by Wu Tiao Wu, like a kitten caught by the back of the neck.The hair all over his body was half-fried, and his claws were hanging down limply, showing the momentum of baring his teeth and claws.

It's quite different from before.

Gojo Satoru rubbed the top of the fried branch twice, but he was thinking about the scene he saw earlier:

At night, the lights of the hot spring hotel are dim and ambiguous, and the crowd is in a semi-surrounding trend of expanding outward, gathering like a whirlpool.The faces of the spectators glared under the lamp, just like the court jurors who sounded the horn of judgment in the medieval oil paintings, rushing to the center of the picture with sharp and intense emotions.

Gojo Satoru stood outside the crowd, and the spotlight in the center of the stage hung firmly above Yukimi Miko, as if to clearly illuminate her from the inside out.

It is not only like the chosen one who will be judged in the prophecy, but also like Venus who breaks out of the cocoon and is surrounded by the gods.

The lights dimmed layer by layer from the inside to the outside, people's faces became more and more blurred, countless noisy voices formed monotonous symbols, and only one person's face was clearly visible.

Gojo Satoru stood in the shadows, staring at the only light source in the crowd.

Calm and calm, her hair hanging on her cheeks swayed slightly, her swan-like elegant neck was slightly raised, and she looked indifferently at the noisy trial ahead that covered the sky like waves.

The anxious hand stretched out to her couldn't hold the girl's clothes, and the accusing and roaring voice couldn't make her look sideways. Conspiracy and darkness were trampled on the soles of her feet, and shadows cast her immortal throne.

The black-haired girl stood there, as if the hands of the gods in the void crowned her, gently putting on the top of her hair a crown that was so gorgeous that no words could describe it in a lifetime.

And she doesn't have to bow her head.

It turned out that she looked like this when he was not around.

Gojo Satoru thought, he shouldn't be surprised, she should be like this.

Outstanding appearance, extraordinary talent, and natural strength, Xue Jian Weizhi is the true pride of heaven.No matter how approachable, playful, and nonsensical she is, she can't conceal the strong pride in her nature.

The word approachable itself has nothing to do with mediocrity.

That's right, so Megumi Fukuro, who has always been very concerned about Tsumiji's safety, will let Yukimi Mie take away her step-sister, and Tsumiki, who has never done anything out of the ordinary, will follow her to the gloomy 88 Bridge in the middle of the night. Yuko Hime, a second-level conjurer, is willing to be her exclusive assistant supervisor.

In their eyes, Yukimi Mie is a pillar they can rely on.She can solve the super magic spirit, or other accidents, and she can bear it all by herself.

Today is also the same, after solving the special curse fetus and rushing back to the hotel, she was treated as a murderer and she didn't panic.The enemy's counterattack was insidious and cunning, and Xue Jian Weizhi picked Tsumeiki out immediately. She didn't want to embarrass the detective police, and she didn't even bother to put herself in a position of guilt.If Gojo Satoru doesn't intervene, the little girl will also solve all the remaining embarrassments by herself.

Otherwise, if Xuejian Weizhi wanted to leave, would it really be possible for hundreds of people in the room to keep her?

The protector of her companions and the backbone of the team are her daily roles, and it just so happens that Gojo Satoru has hardly seen this side.

Xuejian Weizhi has never been so reliable in front of him, she is completely outrageous.

Her deceptive behaviors include but are not limited to the black-faced Li Kui's headshot at the door of the house, the Gunara God of Darkness enshrined on the shrine, the door plate on the Wutiao Wu door handle that says "there is a devil inside, and the evil spirits will disperse" and the garbage cans are full of A layer of white sugar ghost animal steak.

There are also a mouthful of small white teeth that are biting his hand and round black eyes that are glaring.

The unreliable side is reserved for him, as is the well-behaved.

At first Gojo Satoru thought that Zhizhi was obedient in front of everyone. Fukuzawa Yukichi confiscated her pocket money and she dared not say a word. Dazai Osamu pulled her into the water and she rolled up her sleeves and jumped. I also wrinkled my nose and finished writing.

He can be coquettish, he can play tricks, but he is generally obedient and cute.

Until in front of peers and younger generations, the true colors are revealed.

The country's first-level deadly young expert, unscrupulous and unscrupulous, writes the words "not afraid of trouble" on his face, and the momentum of attacking high-level officials is exactly the same as Wujo Wu himself.

He didn't believe that her friend didn't dissuade her from going to Bridge 88 at night, just like when Zhizhi bit her hand just now, the group of young people were hesitant to speak, almost choking to death.

It's useless to say it, Xuejian Weizhi won't listen.

There were more than a hundred people present, including policemen, detectives, and good friends who had been with her for three years.

——She only listens to Gojo Goku alone.

Gojo Gojo stroked his chin and nodded thoughtfully: "It's strange to have a sense of accomplishment."

As expected of him, the number one outstanding young teacher in Curse High.

Xue Jian Weizhi: "?" What are you talking about?

The girl swayed her legs blankly in the air, her calves wrapped in white silk stockings looked ridiculous, and her little leather shoes lightly kicked Gojo Wu's side: "Aren't you going?"

Being used to being carried by men like sacks, Zhizhi has resisted from the beginning and now he is used to it, and even made a human flesh navigator by himself.

Since you can't resist, you can only learn to enjoy it.You don’t have to go around by yourself, wouldn’t it be nice to save some gas money and spend it on sugar?

Wu Tiaowu grabbed the little girl's restless calf with one hand, squeezed it like a warning, and reminded: "Respect the teacher and respect the way."

I just praised her in my heart for being cute and cute, and I stopped acting after I got the praise, right?

Xuejian Weizhi doesn't have mind reading skills, doesn't know Wutiaowu's inner activities, and doesn't know that his status is repeatedly jumping between "good boy" and "rebel", and finally stops at the red line of rebellion.

All she knew was that Wu Tiao Wu was holding her back by the collar with one hand and holding her ankle with the other. Now Zhi Zhi looked like a little bastard who Wu Tiao Wu bought home from a small vendor and was not allowed to turn over.

In order for the farmer to turn himself into a landlord, Zhizhi endured the humiliation and nodded: "I'm good."

When she got home, she trampled Wu Meow eight hundred times to relieve Zhizhi's hatred.

Gojo Wujo didn't care about the little girl, he took out his mobile phone and flipped through the map, glanced to confirm the location, and rushed to the victim's house with Yukimi Mie.

"Teacher Wutiao," Zhizhi, who doesn't need to walk, is also idle, and she asks humbly with a heart of learning and asking, "I have a question to ask you."

Gojo Satoru: "Say."

Zhizhi asked sincerely: "When you eat chicken feet with pickled peppers, do you cut the nails of the chicken feet?"

Good question, and the answer is: "I don't eat chicken feet with pickled peppers."

"What if?" Zhi Zhi persisted, "Just assume."

There is no difficulty, we have to solve it even if we imagine it.

Gojo Satoru followed Yukimi Weie's train of thought and thought: "Yes, otherwise, won't my throat be cut?"

Throat cut by nails... Hey, I can't think about it, goosebumps will fall to the ground.

"That's right." Zhi Zhi agreed, "It must be unhygienic to eat chicken feet without clipping their nails. Curse spirits are so dirty, can I bring a bottle of hand sanitizer when exorcising curse spirits?"

"What's the relationship between the curse spirit and the chicken feet?" Gojo Satoru asked strangely, "Is the curse you got rid of a chicken born because it was made into chicken feet with pickled peppers but no one cut its nails?"

Such an outrageous curse, which an experienced super magician has never heard of.

"No." Xuejian Weizhi shook his head, "I picked up the undigested chicken feet from the body of the curse fetus."

Zhizhi was shocked on the spot, which brand of chicken feet with pickled peppers can withstand the corrosion of stomach acid?If you have the ability to make a spacesuit, why not make chicken feet?

"Here, I brought it back. It seems that you can still eat it after washing it. Teacher Wujo, would you like to have a bite?" Xuejian Weizhi dug out his pocket and handed a finger to Wujo Wu.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Su Nuo pointed: "..."

Hello chicken feet.