The strongest spell says he wants to be the big devil

Night Moth stood right at the door of the empty room, sighed deeply, deeply.

...Maybe he really shouldn't have agreed to Wujo Satoru's request yesterday, so he persuaded his colleagues and the principal to agree not to send anyone to monitor him.As a result, now that 'Wujo Wu' is gone, how should he explain it to others?

However, since it is Wu, even Wu in parallel time and space would not bother to lie. He said he can't run, so it should mean he really can't run.

So, what about people?

This is what Gu Wu saw when he came back:

The tall and burly night moth stood in front of his room in a vicissitudes of life, and the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose could not shield him from the exhaustion from his soul.

"Mr. Ye Moth, are you standing at the door of my room as a statue?" Gu Wu said in an inarticulate tone while clasping his hands, and Gu Wu licked his sharp little canine teeth.

"Enlightenment?!" Ye Mozheng regained his concentration, turned his head to look at the white-haired boy who quietly appeared by the stairs on the second floor, confirmed the crimson color of the boy's right eye, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where have you been?"

Gu Wu snorted coldly, and complained, "You don't even have the nerve to ask me something to eat."

Noctua was stunned.

So, 'Wu' ran out to eat?

Coming to this conclusion, an embarrassing look flashed in Noctua Zhengdao's eyes. 'Gojo Satoru' is so strong that even he didn't notice the problem of eating for a while.

After all, immortals don't eat.

"Sorry." Coughed, breaking up the suffocating embarrassment.Ye Moth straightened out his prestige, and said in a deep voice, "If you're ready, we can set off for the headquarters now."

----Boundary----

Most of the base camp of the magic family is in the center of Japan: Tokyo.And the high-level conjurers are all authoritative figures from the conjuration family, and what they have in common is their advanced age.The kind with an average age of 70, a real old man.

...So everything can default to Tokyo as long as the word "Headquarters" is put on the booth.

Fortunately, the high school is in Tokyo, very close.

The night moth Zhengdao walked along the corridor with a lazy and sleepy Gu Wu, and then stopped in front of a door.

"It's just inside, and the next thing can only be faced by you alone." Noctua said rightly, with a worried tone.

He was worried about Gu Wu.

"I know you are very strong, but you should change the point of being open-mouthed." Seeing the corner of 'Wujo Wu''s mouth slipping down, Ye Mozhengdao changed his words helplessly: "Or be patient for a while."

"Understood." With an impatient expression on his face, Gu Wu crossed the Noctua's path and unscrewed the doorknob without hesitation. Accompanied by a heavy creaking sound, Gu Wu went straight in without looking back.

The unsupported door closed again, blocking Noctua's sight.

Even if this 'Wujo Wu' is not the Wujo Wu he knows, even if this 'Wujo Wu' is a demon king... But the overly similar temperament of the two makes him unconsciously treat them as one person.

In fact, if 'Wujo Wu' hadn't made such an ugly mess last night, breaking the barrier of the high school and attracting the attention of all parties, things would not have developed to this point.

As long as you keep a low profile... don't get into the eyes of the higher-ups, with the ability of 'Gojo Satoru', you can live a very good life.

But having said that, there is no word for patience in the dictionary of Wutiaowu.

...Hopefully, the higher ups are okay.

Outside the door, Noctu Moth Zhengdao's complicated mood was unknown. Inside the door, several old men who looked respectable were sitting behind the curtain on the second floor, and Gu Wu stood on the platform below like a prisoner.

In the dark environment, there was only one beam of light shining down on the stage and shining on Gu Wu. His sharp eyes penetrated the curtain and fell on Gu Wu for inspection. The depressive atmosphere was deliberately created to impress the audience. exert pressure, cause mental oppression.

Gu Wu felt that he should be afraid.

But instead of being afraid, he was extremely irritable.

...It was as if there was a trapped beast lodging in my heart, clamoring for destruction and killing.

Nervously licking his lips and pressing down his twitching fingers, Gu Wu showed a frivolous smile and said, "In order not to waste your time and mine, I will omit the redundant words. Next, I say, listen."

Noctua Moth didn't have to wait long, and 'Wujo Wu' came out.

I thought that even if 'Wujo Wu' held back, he must be in a very bad mood, and he had thought of comforting words, but looking at the relaxed 'Wujo Wu', Ye Moth was lost in the right way.

Based on his understanding of high-level spells and "Wujo Wu", the possibility of collapsing "Wujo Wu" and killing people is higher than that of "Wujo Wu" and the high-level people.

"What's that expression on your face?" Gu Wu raised his eyebrows and said unhappily.

Noctua said rightly: "No...it's not interesting, so, what agreement did you reach with the higher-ups?"

Gu Wu yawned lazily, and said casually, "Don't worry, it's an agreement between you and me~"

"By the way, Mr. Ye Moth," Gu Wu suddenly turned around and held Ye Moth Zhengdao's hand, his eyes, one blue and one red like jewels, shone.

Night Moth covered his heart in the right way, but in the dark, he turned his head with difficulty.

No......!No matter what 'Wu' says next, he won't agree!

"There's no problem with the higher-ups here, you can agree to my admission!"

what?

Ye Mozheng turned back in astonishment, and looked at the white-haired boy with a little baby fat on his face. His eyes were clean and pure, and he looked at him with trust, making it hard for him to refuse.

...The difference is too great. I can't imagine that he was the one who simply destroyed the barrier last night because of his displeasure, and wanted to kill someone.

In the end, Ye Mo Zhengdao could only say: "I'm not the principal, and I'm not in charge of recruiting new students."

Directly translating the words into "I agree", Gu Wu nodded and said, "I understand."

Noctua Zhengdao felt that the meaning understood by 'Wujo Wu' was different from what he expressed.

"Do you really understand?"

"Ah."

Seeing the serious expression of 'Wujo Wu', Ye Mozheng felt relieved.

'Enlightenment' is very smart. If you say you understand, you should understand it.

Just when Noctua was relieved, 'Wujo Wu' suddenly grinned, "Anyway, the higher-ups have already left me in the care of the high school—the principal has received the news by now."

Night Moth Zhengdao almost didn't come up in one breath.

"what?!"

How could the top management make such a decision?This is impossible!

As if possessing mind-reading skills, he could easily see through Ye Moth's righteous thoughts, Gu Wu said viciously: "So, please give me a lot of advice, Ye Moth Teacher."

When Ye Mo Zhengdao thought that there would be two Gojo Satoru in his class in the future, his eyes went dark and he felt that his future was hopeless.

----Boundary----

"Ah Choo!" Gojo Satoru, who was driving to the school in a special car, suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed.

"Strange, who is talking about me?"