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

In late April, the weather has warmed up and it is also a good time to enjoy cherry blossoms.

But this does not include college students.

After all, the task is coming, even if they are having a New Year's Eve dinner, they have to put down their chopsticks and do the task first.

What's more, it's just a mere cherry blossom viewing.

The car was running on the way to the deep mountains and old forests, and the cherry blossom forest behind him was quickly left behind. Zhimeng, who looked out the window, couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you like flowers so much?" Xia Youjie was amused.

Zhimeng nodded: "And, the cherry blossoms will soon be withering."

After all, it's almost May now.

"If you like it, I'll go back and pick some trees for you. Anyway, there is no shortage of cherry trees in the college."

Gojo Satoru on the side spoke, touched his smooth chin and thought about it, and then suggested enthusiastically: "The cherry blossoms are more beautiful, why don't you just cut off half of the branches of each tree and come back, surround our dormitory, and become cherry blossoms?" Paradise."

Zhimeng was suspiciously silent for a moment: "...This is not very good."

"Your expression doesn't mean that at all, Zhimeng!" Xia Youjie couldn't help complaining: "I say you two should be serious and let Sakura go, so Teacher Ye Moth will cry!"

The cherry tree in the high school was not only bald overnight, but half of it was left... Do you miss Teacher Ye Moth's iron fist? !

"Ms. Ye Moth will cry?" Gojo Goto suddenly became excited, pulled off his sunglasses and said excitedly: "Isn't this better! A strong man crying or something, you are not interested in weaving dreams!"

Weaving Meng nodded subconsciously, but after realizing it, he shook his head again and again: "No, no, this, this is too much!"

That's what I said, but the long-haired boy obviously has an expression of excitement!

Still kind of crazy.

Seeing the similar emotional expressions of the three teenagers in the back seat through the rearview mirror, the assistant supervisor of the part-time driver did not dare to interrupt at will, but could not help but mourn for their teacher.

It's such a bad luck to meet such a group of bad students. Is it the retribution of destroying the earth in the previous life?

While complaining inwardly, the assistant supervisor honestly drove the car into a remote village.

After the car stopped, the assistant supervisor told them the cause and effect.

This is an incident that the window learned about through the police station. The villagers in the village disappeared inexplicably and could not find the reason. Only a large area of ​​blood was left on the spot. Someone was sent to observe.

After discovering that there was indeed a cursed filth in the village, Chuang decisively chose to report it, so the three of them had today's task.

Of course, this task was not assigned casually. Considering that the dream weaving trio had killed even quasi-level one spell spirits before, this time the task of predicting fluctuations in the second to level one was given to the three of them.

"After all, there are too few people in the magic world."

It is rare for the young master Wutiao to be serious for a second, and then reveal his true colors in the next second.

"So even us child laborers are not spared! What rubbish!"

Xia Youjie thought about someone's arrogance when he solved the curse spirit: "...Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Although exorcising the curse is fun, I also want to take a vacation once in a while—Is that what Satoru meant?"

Zhimeng looked at him, and received admiration from the white-haired boy.

"Yes, that's it." Gojo Satoru couldn't help puffing up his cheeks, "After all, I don't want to be a social animal at a young age."

Zhimeng reached out to pat his slumped shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, we will accompany you."

At present, they are still working in a fixed team of three, so no matter whether it is working overtime or being a social animal, they cannot escape together.

"Wuuu Zhimeng, you are so kind!"

Wujo Wu immediately bent down and buried his head in Zhimeng's neck, rubbing it coquettishly.

The neck of Zhimeng, whose white hair was rubbing straight, was itchy, but hearing the other party's voice seemed to be crying, Zhimeng didn't push him away after all, but just patted him on the back to comfort him.

This series of movements of pretending to cry, hug someone and then rub each other was so proficient that the corners of Xia Youjie's eyes twitched.

Seeing that the other party continued to pretend to cry and take advantage of it endlessly, Xia Youjie couldn't help it, and directly reached out to grab his back collar and pull it out.

"Don't pretend to be enlightened, aren't you ashamed at all!"

However, Wutiaowu didn't seem to realize it and didn't say anything, he still hugged Zhimeng tightly and didn't let go. If Xia Youjie used all his strength, he might have to pull Wujou and Zhimeng to the ground together.

It was he who overestimated the other party's integrity... Xia Youjie couldn't help grinding his teeth, and the fringe on his forehead was about to explode in anger.

As expected of an owner with no lower limit, there is really no lower limit!

And - "Zhimeng, push him away, Wu, how could this guy cry, he's just pretending to lie to you!"

Weaving Meng suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You lied to me?"

"No, I'm just too moved!" Wutiao Wu, who was still buried in Zhimeng's neck, retorted: "It's Jie who is uneasy and kind, and wants to provoke our relationship. Zhimeng, come and boycott him with me!"

"Wu... I never thought that people could be as shameless as you!"

Hearing Xia Youjie's indescribable words, Zhimeng, who couldn't see Wujo Wu's specific expression, suddenly became confused again.

So, is Satoru lying to him?

Because of Wujo Wu's shamelessness, Xia Youjie, who was irritated, kept pulling and releasing repeatedly, so that Zhimeng was forced to sway forward and backward like a tumbler.

But because of the Gojo Satoru who was holding him in the middle, he couldn't fall down no matter what. Xia Youjie was so angry that he kept pulling and letting go, so he quickly became like a living tumbler.

This state lasted for quite a while, Zhimeng, who was shaken dizzily, finally had an epiphany when he heard the chattering voices of the two people next to his ears.

"Jie...are you playing a tumbler game with Wu?"

However, why does it feel like he was the one who became a tumbler and was played? ? ?

Immediately, the twittering in my ears disappeared, and the scene was completely silent for a while.

Xia Youjie gave up the useless behavior of pulling Wutiao to realize it, and looked at Zhimeng who had suddenly realized it with a face full of powerlessness.

——Who is he doing this for?Zhimeng, can you stop being so natural!

I always feel that if a trafficker comes to abduct Zhimeng, Zhimeng will think that the other party is kindly inviting him to play! ! !

... Sure enough, I really can't relax at all for Zhimeng, otherwise I feel like I will disappear in the blink of an eye!

As for Wujo Wu, he buried himself deeply in Zhimeng's neck, trembling crazily.

No, no, this is too cute!Hahahahaha——

"Enlightenment!" Sensing the growing shaking of the person in his arms, Zhimeng no longer struggled with the tumbler game, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you? Why are you shaking so much? Is it cold?"

Xia Youjie saw the reason at a glance, and said weakly, "...No, he was holding back a laugh."

Then, I really couldn't bear it and pulled with all my strength——

Gojo Satoru, who was shaking too much and didn't hold Zhimeng firmly, was finally pulled down.

Being dragged down, Wujo Wu couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out laughing.

Even though Xia Youjie threw him out the moment he pulled him away, Gojo Wu subconsciously stabilized his body and still didn't stop.

"Hahaha……"

Zhimeng approached him, bent down to look at Gojo Satoru, who bent over with a smile, and clearly saw the tears in the corners of the other party's half-fallen sunglasses.

I don't know why, but there are tears in the corners of Wu's eyes, which proves that the other party really didn't fake crying to lie to him in the first place, but why can't he feel relieved seeing Wu like this?

Zhimeng fell into confusion.

Forgive his ignorance, in fact, in his past communication experience, there has never been such an existence as Wuwu, and it is rare for him to feel a little inexperienced when dealing with it.

Perhaps, this is what the dean's mother said, is the test given to him by God?The kind that can be praised by the dean's mother if you pass it? !

Xia Youjie, who came over, misunderstood Zhimeng, thinking that Zhimeng did not understand Wujo Wu's behavior, so he comforted him: "Zhimeng, you don't need to understand Wujo, after all, we normal people can't understand the brain circuits of abnormal people. It's normal."

Zhimeng came back to his senses and looked at him in confusion.

This expression was so affectionate, Xia Youjie couldn't control his hand, and directly touched the long-haired boy's head with a mysterious and gentle smile.

"It means that we are normal people, but Wu is not normal."

Zhimeng suddenly realized that this was the case. No wonder he felt inexperienced when dealing with Wu. It turned out that the other party was as sick as he was before.

After all, his experience is dealing with normal people, and abnormal people are obviously not among them.

The dean's mother said that we should be more tolerant of sick (commendative) people, because they sometimes can't control themselves and do some strange behaviors.

Thinking of this, Zhimeng realized.

Therefore, he took a tolerant look at Wujo Wu, whose smile stopped abruptly, and said to Xia Youjie, "Jie, let's take care of Wujo more in the future."

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

Xia Youjie:? ? ...!

"I said—" Hiding beside the car, watching the three people who had been introverted for a long time and getting more and more outrageous, the tortured assistant supervisor finally shouted unbearably.

"Did you forget the mission..."

Following the sight of the three of them, the assistant supervisor instantly weakened his voice.

"……Task."

Poor, helpless, and weak... Wuwuwu can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore, if he resigns, he will resign after doing this job, and he will resign immediately! ! !

If he follows these DKs day by day, he can shorten his life by 20 years!At least 20 years!

"I said why I seem to have forgotten something..." Zhimeng felt a little guilty for a while.

Xia Youjiepi smiled and looked at the culprit: "Whose fault is this all?"

The culprit looked back at him innocently, and then immediately blamed him: "It's all Jie's fault. He knew we had a mission, but he still insisted on playing a tumbler game with me!"

After being beaten up by the culprit, Xia Youjie's forehead was covered with blue veins, and finally he couldn't help thinking about the method of sacrificing his teammates.

But before he could implement it, he heard Gojo Satoru's sluggish voice: "Wait, wait!"

"Weaving Meng, why did you leave first!"

Zhimeng, who had already run far away while they were fighting each other, turned around and shouted to them: "It's okay, you guys continue to play, I can complete the task alone!"

Gojo Satoru:! ! !

Xia Youjie:! ! !

No, they didn't play, so wait for them!

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Cute, so cute! ! !