A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

After Weaving Dreams suddenly disappeared that day, only Yoshino Junpei and the real person turned into a dog were left looking at each other.

But soon, Jianren Qihai followed the mantra to the sewer, and soon locked on the dog that the real person turned into, and one person and one dog started fighting.

Yoshino Junpei was scolded by Jianren Nanami to stay away from the battlefield, but he was concerned about the sudden disappearance of Zhimeng, so he hid in a far corner and watched a battle between the magician and the magic spirit.

Then, the real person seemed to be driven to a desperate situation by Jianren Qihai, and under the sudden explosion, he returned to his original appearance, and wrapped himself and Jianren Qihai into a black ball.

Even if he didn't know much about their battle, Yoshino Junpei also saw that the situation was not good for Jianren Nanami. He couldn't help worrying about the other party, and summoned his jellyfish-like Shikigami Yodotsuki, trying to break the ball and rescue Nanami Build people.

Then, Knotaba Yuhito also rushed over, and after a brief understanding of the situation, he attacked the huge black ball together.

Their attack had an effect, the black ball shattered, they rescued Nanami Jianren, but Zhenren also took the opportunity to run away.

……

"...Finally, Knotweed invited me to the Tokyo Conjuration Academy."

Listening to Yoshino Junpei's narration, Zhimeng gradually connected the last dream with this dream, and couldn't help but lament the reality of this continuous dream again.

The upper and lower dreams match each other, but is this dream still logical?

Thinking of this, Zhimeng looked at him with a smile: "So, does Shunping want to go?"

Hearing this, Yoshino Junpei showed some embarrassment of being seen through: "I said I would think about it... Knotweed said that I would come to play with me today..."

Although he didn't say so, he actually wanted to go.

Obviously they only met once yesterday, but Yoshino Junpei and Kojohito Hirohito hit it off, and they chatted very well.

Just a few conversations and invitations, Yoshino Junpei couldn't help fantasizing about the bright future of transferring to a high school.

If it was the school where Polygonum cuspidatum was located...he would give it a try!

Therefore, Yoshino Junpei firmly said: "I want to go."

After all, he looked at Zhimeng with some trepidation, a little afraid that his ideas would be rejected by Zhimeng.

"That's right."

Zhimeng's voice was as light as his smile, as if it would disappear in the next moment.

But his words smashed into the bottom of Yoshino Junpei's heart like a stone, splashing ripples on the heart lake——

"What you like and what you want, you should speak out and do it openly. If you don't say anything, if you don't do anything, you will get nothing."

The Fenshan boy stared at him: "Shunping, be brave and take the initiative, otherwise happiness will slip through the cracks of your hands."

Yoshino Junpei stared at him blankly, his eyes blushed slightly, and at the same time he responded loudly.

"Well, I want to go to the Conjuration Academy! I want to be a classmate and friend with Knotweed!"

The next moment, Yoshino's mother's voice came from outside the bedroom door.

"Shunpei, haven't you woken up yet? Knotweed is here to find you!"

Suddenly returning to his senses, Yoshino Junpei, who realized what he had just done, covered his face and couldn't help moaning in pain.

God, what did he just say? ! !

Then he was urged by Zhimeng: "Okay, well, happiness is here, Shunping, let's go downstairs!"

"It's strange for you to say that... Wait, don't push me, I haven't changed my clothes yet!"

……

After a while, Yoshino Junpei went downstairs after washing and tidying up.

After a while, Zhimeng saw two teenagers with pink hair and black hair through the window, talking and laughing together and going out together.

Before the pink-haired boy, Yuzu Yuuhito noticed his gaze, Zhimeng closed the curtains with a snap.

Sitting on the only chair in the room, the light pink clothes spread out like flowers, and a real dog tied to the leg of the chair fell.

Weaving Meng half leaned on the back of the chair, found a comfortable position, raised his chin and asked lazily.

"You're called Masato, right? Why did you put that finger in Junpei's house? You don't have to go to such trouble to kill him, do you?"

A real dog came out from under his clothes that were as wide as the hem of a skirt, and the strange-colored eyes rolled around in a particularly dishonest manner, and even the dog's face had a sense of cunning.

"Do you care about that human being?"

"No." The Fenshan boy said truthfully: "It's not so much that I care, it's better to say that it's a pastime when I'm bored."

After all, it's just an NPC in a dream, not even a real person, how could he care about a person in a dream... Even if he cared, he wouldn't care about Shunpei.

"Ha, I knew it!"

The real dog made a pleasant voice: "How could our curse spirit care about human beings? We are only full of malice towards human beings!"

"You're right." Zhimeng nodded in agreement.

The curse spirit is indeed full of malice towards human beings.

However, he is not a curse spirit.

The real dog didn't know what he was thinking, and was very satisfied with his answer, so he invited: "So, join us, Zhimeng."

"Let's kill all humans and let the curse spirits become the new humans of the world!"

"Sounds so interesting."

Zhimeng blinked, and instantly restored the original posture of the real person, with a bright and authentic smile.

"Then let me see what step you can take."

Originally, he wanted to use Yoshino Junpei to stimulate the knotweed Yuren, so that the plan of the two-faced Su Nuo to take the opportunity to bind the knotweed Yuren failed.

But meeting Zhimeng and pulling him into the gang was a surprise.

After Zhimeng agreed to join, Daoist took him to a basement without hesitation, and then entered Tuogen's domain through the passage in the basement, and came to their real base camp.

"Everyone, I'm back~"

On the beach by the sea, Zhenren waved to his companions under the umbrella not far away.

"I also brought a new companion~"

"New companion?" The volcano-headed curse spirit who was sitting on a rock and smoking a simple black pipe looked up, and saw the real person walking towards them, and the young man in pink fir next to the real person.

Opening his mouth and exhaling a puff of white smoke, the curse spirit stared at Zhimeng with one big eye, with a very suspicious expression: "It looks very weak, and the breath is a bit weird, is it really our companion?"

"------"

The tall and strong Cursing Spirit Hua Yu with black curse patterns all over his body suddenly let out a voice with unknown meaning, but it was inexplicably intelligible.

【It's not a curse spirit, it's an elf! 】

"Spirit? Is it real or not?" Huantou Curse Spirit looked at his companion, and saw Hua Yu staring straight at Zhimeng, and said with certainty.

"------"

[It's an elf! 】

The real person looked at the Fenshan boy beside him with some surprise: "Isn't Weaving Dreams a curse spirit?"

Weaving Dream raised his head, looked at the super magic spirit with long and slender branches in his eyes, and gave him a sense of intense gaze even though he had no eyes, and smiled slightly.

"Ara, you've been spotted~"

Then, I saw that super magic spirit slowly approaching him, stretching out his wide right palm towards him——

In the next moment, delicate and beautiful flowers grow and bloom in its palm.

Zhimeng opened his eyes slightly.

The super magic spirit wrapped in a white cloth in his left hand, Hanayu handed him his right hand with flowers blooming in the palm.

"------"

【Give it to you. 】

He is tall and tall, and his face can be said to be a terrifying curse spirit. He obviously has no eyes, but at this time he gives people a sense of gentle and friendly gaze.

"------"

[Hello, my name is Hana Yu, can I be your friend? 】

……

"Hana Yu."

After a moment of silence, Zhimeng suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrist in front of him, looked up at the tall curse spirit in front of him, and said with an extremely sincere expression: "You are my favorite curse spirit, there is no one!"

Less than half a day after joining the camp of curse spirits, Zhimeng met true love——

Hanayu (blooming flowers)!

Zhimeng really loves the technique that Huayu can bloom anytime and anywhere, and Huayu also very gently fulfills Zhimeng's wish to stay in a sea of ​​flowers.

For this point, no matter what his previous race was, Zhimeng decided that he is now an elf!

Anyway, this place is a dream, he can be whatever he wants.He thinks he is an elf, so his race is elves!

Lying in a pleasant flower field, surrounded by vibrant and fragrant beautiful flowers, Zhimeng thinks that heaven is nothing more than this.

Even Zhimeng pulled Huayu to sit down, and lay on her lap, full of expectation.

"Hanayu, can you help me weave flowers into my hair?"

Hua Yu, who likes Zhimeng so close to her, wanted to agree without even thinking, but when her eyes touched her left arm, she hesitated again.

"------"

【However, my left arm will take away the vitality of plants...】

One hand might not be able to braid hair, but with two hands, she was afraid that when she touched the flowers, the ability of her left arm would cause the flowers to wither instantly.

"it does not matter."

The elf lying on her lap looked at her with gentle eyes and a bright smile.

"I give it -- I give you permission to touch the flowers, touch me!"

After Zhenren and Xia Youjie came back from their errands, they saw the tall Hua Yu carefully braiding the long black hair of the person lying on his lap.

The pink fir boy lying on her lap has long black hair that hangs down to his waist, and it has been braided with delicate flowers of various colors.

"What are you doing?"

The real person approached curiously, reached out to grab Zhimeng's long hair full of flowers, and then passed through Zhimeng's body.

Real person:? ! !

The real person was stunned for a moment, feeling the touch of passing through without touching anything, then looked up at the long hair that Hua Yu continued to weave, and stretched out his hand to experiment again.

He stretched out his hand to grab the strand of black hair in Hana Yu's hand, but in the end he took good care of the long hair in Hana Yu's hand, but when he reached out to touch it, it passed through his fingers as if it didn't exist——

The weirdness visible to the naked eye made the real person ask excitedly: "Is this your ability? You make yourself non-existent? But why can Hua Yu still touch you?"

Zhimeng looked up at him lazily: "Touch me again, and I will turn you into a dog."

The real person's excited expression froze, and the aggrieved dog stared at him in an instant.

"It's too much, Zhimeng..."

Weaving Dream is ruthless: "I just like to treat you too much!"

"Then come on, don't be too hard on me—"

Before he finished speaking, the real person turned into the familiar blue-haired dog again.

The difference is that this time he couldn't even bark.

The chirping flies disappeared, and Zhimeng lay back lazily again, enjoying the vibrant atmosphere all over her body, and nourishing the flowers on her long hair with strength, making them more delicate and beautiful, always invincible.

Hua Yu noticed this, and the eyes that watched him became more and more gentle.

"cough."

A low cough came, Zhimeng looked over to save face, his originally lazy posture froze, and his gaze was fixed on the visitor.

Wearing five cassocks, with obvious sutures on his forehead, Xia Youjie with a gentle smile seemed to be authentic without realizing it.

"This is the new companion Zhimeng Jun, hello, I'm Xia Youjie."

"……Hello."

Zhimeng blinked, but straightened up slightly, and waved to the black-haired young man standing in front of him.

"Mr. Xia You, can I trouble you to squat down?"

"Okay."

Xia Youjie squatted down with a good temper, lowered his head and looked at Zhimeng lying on Huayu's lap.

Then, the handsome young man in front of him stretched out his hand and hooked his chin.

Xia Youjie's body froze, staring at the Fenshan boy in front of him who seemed to be thinking about something, he followed his movements and stretched his neck without changing his expression.

"Sure enough—" the boy in front of him suddenly sighed.

"The eyes are so small!"

Xia Youjie: ...

He was silent for a moment: "Mr. Zhimeng... just to say this?"

After saying that, he saw a flawless face that was extremely close to his face.

Xia Youjie could even feel the other party's breath——

"I just think Mr. Xia You looks so familiar."

In the morning, the people in the men's dormitory habitually went to the cafeteria to eat together after getting up.

After greeting each other, Zhimeng's gaze touched Xia Youjie's smiling squinted eyes, and suddenly he hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter, Zhimeng?" The black-haired ball-headed boy looked over suspiciously.

"...It's nothing." Weaving Meng smiled awkwardly, perfunctory.

Although a little curious, Xia Youjie thoughtfully changed the subject when Zhimeng didn't want to talk about it.

"Wu, what do you want to eat this morning?"

……

At noon, after finishing the assignment, Xia Youjie, who had eaten the candy, ate the magic ball without changing his expression.

Seeing his unconsciously squinted eyes, Zhimeng's expression became subtle.

After eating the magic ball, Xia Youjie looked up and saw his subtle expression, and asked, "What's the matter, Zhimeng?"

Zhimeng was silent for a moment: "...No, it's nothing."

The boy with loose long hair asked with a smile: "It's already this time, let's go out to eat something, how about eating soba noodles?"

"What's so delicious about the noodles? It's greasy and not nutritious." The white-haired boy curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and leaned over to Zhimeng's side, laying it on his shoulders familiarly, and elongated his tone coquettishly.

"Let's go eat Kikufu, the edamame whipped cream-flavored Kikufu is super delicious~"

Xia Youjie immediately didn't care about Zhimeng's perfunctory, and smiled but said: "Then Wu, let's eat, I will eat noodles with Zhimeng."

"no no no--"

……

In the evening, the teenagers who had been busy all day went back to their dormitories to take a shower, and then gathered in Gojo Wu's dormitory to play games online.

After working together to pass the level, the three couldn't help but clap their hands.

Seeing Xia Youjie's smiling eyes, the happy smile on the corner of Zhimeng's mouth suddenly changed, and his expression was hesitant to speak.

It's like this again - Xia Youjie kept the mistake in mind and asked without changing his expression.

"Is there anything wrong with me today, Zhimeng?"

"No!" Zhimeng regained consciousness.

"Then why are you always hesitant to speak to me today, with a strange expression on your face?" Xia Youjie looked at him sharply.

"Weaving Meng won't try to perfuse me again, will he?"

Weaving Dream: "... If I say something, I will be very rude."

"What is what?" The five cats and cats watching were excited.

"It's okay." The young man with black half-long hair who had just washed his hair like Zhimeng had a gentle smile, as if shining with holy light.

"No matter what Zhimeng says, I will forgive Zhimeng."

Gojo Satoru got goosebumps all over his body from his smile, but Zhimeng believed it.

He has held these words in his heart for a whole day, and he really can't vomit quickly——

"That's right, I had a strange dream last night. I couldn't remember the specific content after waking up, but I vaguely remembered that there was a person with small eyes in the dream..."

Having said that, Zhimeng couldn't help looking at Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie smiled and encouraged him gently: "So?"

He didn't look angry at all, and his smile was extremely gentle, so Zhimeng said without any burden.

"Then when I woke up this morning and saw Jie, I realized that Jie's eyes are so small!"

Xia Youjie: ...

Gojo Satoru: "Pfft...hahahahaha!!!"

***

Why do the small eyes in the dream look so much like Jie?