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

"Excuse me—have you seen me?"

Looking at the unexpectedly deceitful Fen Shan boy in front of him, the white-haired youth pulled off the black blindfolds around his eyes, his six blue eyes locked on the other party, and analyzed and collected all information about the other party very quickly.

However, the more he analyzed, the more he collected, and the final result surprised Wujo Satoru.

"No, I've never seen you."

Saying so, the white-haired youth eagerly reached out to grab the shoulder of the young man in front of him.

"Do you really exist? Why do my six eyes tell me you don't exist no matter how you look at me!"

"But you're clearly right in front of me—"

The following words paused, Gojo Satoru looked at the hand that was passing through the young man's shoulder in front of him, and was taken aback.

"...Are you just projecting?"

Tried the grasping action many times, but the same result made Gojo Satoru more and more sure.

"Sure enough, it's a projection. You know you can't hide it from me with spells, so you use technology. It's very smart. You used surveillance cameras to stare at me before. By the way, where did you put the machine?"

Seeing him not only deceiving himself, but also becoming more and more sure of what he said, Zhimeng blinked and couldn't help laughing as he looked like he didn't even let go of his vigilance.

"If you think it is, so be it."

At the same time, he stretched out his hand, touched the blue eyes of the white-haired youth, and praised: "Your eyes are so beautiful, shining like blue and white stars."

Gojo Satoru was surprised to find that he had clearly opened the infinite limit, and he couldn't be touched by people at this time, but the cool touch at the corner of his eyes was so real that it was unbelievable.

For the first time, his unlimited spells have failed in the face of special spells other than those that can disrupt the spells!

Zhimeng didn't notice his surprise, just immersed in his own world.

"I always feel that you should be more arrogant—"

After thinking about it, the young man's eyes lit up: "That's the kind, the kind that I am the strongest in heaven and earth!"

The white-haired youth was silent for a moment: "Who are you?"

"You don't know me."

Thinking of this, Zhimeng let go of her hand in disappointment.

At the same time, he turned into an invisible mist and quickly dissipated.

Gojo Satoru subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab, but he didn't grab anything.

He looked at his empty palm, lost in thought for a moment.

After the plan went well last time, the curse spirits are making trouble again.

At the same time, the curse spirit side has a few more companions, the eldest brother in the nine-phase diagram of the curse fetus, and his two younger brothers, bad appearance and blood paint.

With new companions, it is natural to start new troubles——

But these have nothing to do with Weaving Dreams, he only cares about indulging in the heavenly environment, and doesn't care what the other spell spirits are doing.

The real person couldn't bear to look at that salty fish so badly, he couldn't help but said: "We are all working hard, why don't you just lie here and not move?"

"Ah, then you guys work hard."

Saying that, Zhimeng turned over and continued to lie down.

The real person suddenly choked up: "Didn't you say that you want to help us?"

"Oh? Did I say that?" The Fen Shan boy looked over with undisguised surprise.

"I'm obviously saying that it depends on what step you can do. Is this not enough for you?"

The real person smiled and said: "As long as the plan goes well, we will succeed soon."

"Really?" Zhimeng became interested: "Then tell me, what is the plan?"

The blue-haired young man showed a malicious smile: "Gojo Satoru is very strong, but his student is not Gojo Satoru!"

"Oh, that's right." Zhenren looked at Zhimeng: "I almost forgot, that Junpei is also a student of Gojo Satoru now."

"It doesn't matter." Zhimeng didn't care, and even urged: "So how do you plan to deal with Gojo Wu, he is really powerful!"

After carefully observing Zhimeng's expression and finding that he really didn't care, Zhenren smiled even more happily.

"Wujo Wu is very powerful, but as long as he is sealed, this world will be ours!"

Zhimeng suddenly asked, "That Xia Youjie, do you know what his technique is?"

The real person blinked: "I know, it's a magic spell technique that can control spell spirits, but it's useless if he can't beat us~"

After the words fell, he felt that something was wrong, Zhimeng had already looked at him like a fool.

"You know he has this technique, shouldn't you kill him immediately?"

"Gojo Satoru will definitely hurt you, right? What if he takes the opportunity to attack you? Can't you see such a big threat?"

Mainly, what if that little eye made a move on his Huayu!

The real person was silent for a moment: "Of course I know he can't be trusted, but the most important thing now is to solve Gojo Satoru first, and talk about the rest later."

Zhimeng looked at him and listened to his words, but for some reason, he saw the future of Ju Lingfang's disastrous defeat——

So, how can he persuade Hua Yu to go with him and not get involved in these unpromising things?

Such a team simply can't kill the end, okay!

In the blink of an eye, February [-]rd happened to be Xia Youjie's birthday.

Zhimeng prepared gifts and booked a private room early, and went to celebrate Jie's birthday after they finished their tasks for the day.

Zhimeng also did the same when the birthdays of Jiarui Nizizi and Wujo Wu came, after all, he always likes a bowl of water to be flat, and never favors one over another.

Gojo Wujo and Xia Youjie liked him for this, but at the same time hated it——

Who made them all the same double-standard dog!

Therefore, even Wujo Wu, who also received a gift from Zhimeng on his birthday a year ago, couldn't help showing jealousy when he saw Zhimeng's gift to Xia Youjie.

"Zhimeng, this is not fair, you have never given me earrings!"

Yes, Zhimeng gave Xia Youjie a pair of obsidian earrings as a gift.

But these are not just ear studs, but also a magic tool that can adjust the five senses, so that Xia Youjie can block the disgusting smell of the magic ball even if he doesn't eat sugar.

Gojo Satoru, who saw this at a glance, became even more jealous.

Damn, Zhimeng didn't even care about him that much!

"But Wu doesn't have pierced ears?" Zhimeng looked at him in confusion.

Xia Youjie ignored him directly, put on earrings on the spot and smiled at Zhimeng: "Thank you Zhimeng, I like this gift very much."

I prefer the thoughtfulness contained in the gift.

And - "During Wu's birthday, Zhimeng invited several pastry masters to make a table of desserts for you, and I didn't say anything."

Now that he received a gift, Wu said that, isn't it too shameless?

"Or—" the black-haired ball-headed boy asked with a smile, "Actually, do you like the gift Zhimeng prepared for you?"

This move was really ruthless - Gojo Satoru looked at him in disbelief, but he didn't expect Jie to become darker and darker!

"Really?" Zhimeng looked over and asked for proof: "Did Wu like the gift last time? Sorry, I just thought that Wu likes dessert so much, every time I eat it, I will be very happy, so I chose it." This is a gift."

"... Nothing!" Grinding his teeth, the white-haired boy smiled at him, "I like it very much, it's all Jie talking nonsense!"

After being confirmed by the Lord, Zhimeng felt relieved, and smiled at Xia Youjie: "Jie can make a wish and blow out the candles."

So, the birthday party went on happily.

In a blink of an eye, it's spring break, and spring break is gone in a blink of an eye.

But these are not important. The important thing is that after the spring break, they were promoted to the second grade, and at the same time, some younger students also entered the school.

There are two first-year students in this class, and they are all recruited from outside. It can already be said to be a bumper harvest.

Because the task efficiency of the dream-weaving trio is extremely high, and the spring curse is not too much, so Noctuma Zhengdao, who is also in charge of teaching the first grade this year, simply put them together for a practical class, and let them guide them by the way Juniors, kill your excess energy.

Seeing his junior for the first time, Zhimeng was very happy.

"Hello seniors, I am Yuu Huihara, please give me your advice."

The junior with short black hair greeted them happily.

The young man with short blond hair, more profound facial features, and the obvious mixed-race look was more indifferent: "Qihai Jianren, please give me your advice."

"Hi students, I am Yunmeng Zhimeng, you can come to me if you have any questions~"

Zhimeng responded quite kindly, and Xia Youjie also had a gentle expression: "I am Xia Youjie, you can come to me if you need anything."

Jia Ruo Zi nodded to them: "Jia Ruo Zi, the operation is a reverse operation, you can come to me if you are injured, and I am usually in the infirmary when I am not in class."

"You look so weak, you guys." Compared with their gentleness and friendliness, Gojo Satoru seemed a lot more arrogant and vicious, but he himself didn't seem to have this awareness.

"No way, it's impossible to be as strong as me, so you all work hard towards Jie—"

With an unchanged expression, he withdrew his arm that was elbowed by Wu Wu, and the black-haired ball-headed boy smiled and said to the stunned students.

"Don't pay attention to him, it's good to understand everything, but you can't speak human words."

"Do you want to be beaten into a pig's head by me? Jie!" Wu TiaoMao, who was beaten and hacked, was upset.

"That's what I want to say too!"

So, the two who said they were going to fight didn't care about the juniors in front of them, and they fought with extremely high mobility...

Jiarui Nitzi has already skillfully entered the room to dodge.

Hui Yuanxiong and Nanami Jianren watched the two seniors fight each other, the force was so strong that the concrete floor on the ground was pitted, and they were shocked.

Is this really the strength that humans should have? ! !

"The playground has been taken." Zhimeng, who was used to it, sighed, as if he hadn't seen the two fighting each other, and smiled at the stunned students.

"Then let's go to indoor training?"

Hui Yuanxiong and Nanami Jianren subconsciously followed the seemingly most reliable senior.

Entering the indoor training ground, it is the same as the training ground outside, with shelves for ordinary weapons on the edge.

Weaving Dream asked: "Have the students ever fought before?"

"It doesn't matter if you haven't fought before. Senior, I haven't fought before. I learned it after fighting with Jie and Wu a few times, so let's fight directly!"

"You can choose the weapons here or not, just attack me when you are ready. Don't worry about what to do if you get injured, Nitro is watching us here."

Jiarui Nizi, who chose to watch Dream Weaving to teach the juniors, waved his hand: "Don't worry, I can heal any injuries in minutes."

Zhimeng drew a knife casually, and smiled at the students: "Come on—"

After the first actual combat class, Hui Yuanxiong and Nanami Jianren deeply understood the strength of their predecessors——

Even the most gentle and harmless senior Yun, it hurts too much to hit someone!

Weaving Dream originally planned to invite his juniors to dinner, but a mission came temporarily, so he had to make an appointment next time regrettably.

During the chat on the way to the school gate, Zhimeng couldn't help but said.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that Junior Qihai looks very familiar."

Xia Youjie looked at him: "Zhimeng has seen him before?"

"It doesn't seem to be there, but it looks familiar..."

"It's an illusion." Gojo Satoru, who was biting the candy, muttered, "I can't see it in a dream!"

"That's what Wu said." Zhimeng was relieved.

Never seen in a dream.

Giving up the entanglement, Zhimeng suggested enthusiastically: "The crepes made by that shop last time were delicious. Let's buy a few later and buy some meeting gifts for the students."

"Okay." Xia Youjie was flattering as always, and he basically had no objection to what Zhimeng said.

"Weaving Meng, are you being too kind to them!" Wu Tiaomao, who felt that his status was threatened, was dissatisfied.

"You didn't bring me a gift when we first met!"

Xia Youjie looked at him with a smile: "When we met for the first time, a certain person just ran away."

"...That's different!"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault, whatever Wu wants, I'll make it up for you."

"Weaving Meng, don't indulge Wu too much!"

"A jealous face is really ugly, Jay!"

"...Only you are the least qualified to say that!"

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Never seen in a dream.