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

Tokyo in the evening, in a dessert shop.

Tasting the beauty of sweetness again, Gojo Satoru was almost moved to tears.

Great, his sense of taste is back!

"Don't be so exaggerated, Wu."

Compared to him, Xia Youjie was much calmer, and even had the energy to laugh at the other party.

It has to be said that Zhimeng did something that made him secretly happy this time.Crying about that arrogant and arrogant Wu is really a scene that I'm afraid I won't be able to see the second time in my lifetime.

Sure enough, there is only a wall between natural and natural black.

Wujo Wu looked at him and said sincerely: "Every time you are poisoned by the curse spirit, I will only be worse than you if I lose my sense of taste. This is really not an exaggeration!"

Sweets Is that just plain sweets?

of course not!

That is his second life (shock)!

"Cough, I'm sorry, Wu." Zhimeng felt guilty for a second, and then corrected him: "Next time, don't just eat other people's food, what if there is a problem?"

Just like this time, he said he couldn't give it to the other party, but Wu still refused to listen to persuasion and ate it, and the loss of taste was really his own fault.

"Is Zhimeng someone else?" Wujo Wu asked back, his expression and tone gradually becoming aggrieved.

"I opened Zhimeng as my best friend and the most trusted person, but Zhimeng only gave Jie candy but not me. Of course I would be so angry that I would eat it!"

"Also, I trusted Zhimeng and ate the candy unpreparedly, and I lost my sense of taste as a result. I'm really scared..."

Faced with the white-haired boy's grievances and accusations, Zhimeng's only bit of conscience aches faintly, and the guilt that disappeared once again reappears, out of control.

"I'm really sorry, Wu..." As he said that, Zhimeng even took the initiative to move closer to the white-haired boy, reaching out and gently stroking the other's head like the way the dean's mother comforted him.

"It's my fault. I didn't consider Wu's mood. I will definitely not do it next time."

In this regard, Gojo Satoru let Zhimeng touch his head without any psychological barriers at all, and even went so far as to say: "Then I will make Zhimeng compensate me."

"What does Enlightenment want?" Feeling guilty, Zhimeng readily agreed.

"Let's go to the amusement park on Saturday." Gojo Satoru said, suddenly thought of something, glanced at Xia Youjie and quickly added: "Just the two of us, without Jie!"

Xia Youjie watched the white-haired boy secretly show off and proudly to Zhimeng with his back on his back, and even raised conditions to the Zhimeng lion, specifically targeting him, and suddenly couldn't help the veins on his forehead.

Wu this guy!

Seeing that Zhimeng, who had been tricked, opened his mouth to agree, he quickly said: "Zhimeng, I also want to invite you to the amusement park on Saturday, and to thank Zhimeng for the candy specially prepared for me!"

Zhimeng's words froze as soon as he reached his mouth.

Gojo Wu immediately glared at the ball-headed boy, and he didn't care about enjoying Zhimeng's caress: "I invited him first, and Zhimeng also said that he would make it up to me!"

Xia Youjie was not afraid at all, and said to Zhimeng confidently: "It's too unfair to only take Wu to go. Obviously Zhimeng is also my best friend and the person I trust the most!"

Hesitation appeared on Zhimeng's face.

"No, you have to make it up to me first!"

"You obviously did it yourself, I want to thank you first!"

"You can thank me now!"

"Then Zhimeng treats you to a dessert as compensation!"

……

Seeing the two quarreling like this without letting anyone else, Zhimeng felt a little at a loss for a while, but he reluctantly persuaded him with his rare experience in persuading a fight.

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel, we are all friends, it's not good to quarrel."

Hearing this, the two gave Zhimeng a face, and turned their heads away disgustedly.

Zhimeng breathed a sigh of relief, and cautiously proposed: "How about we go to the amusement park together on Saturday?"

"No!" x2

Now, both of them refused in unison.

Looking at each other, the two turned their heads away with disgust on their faces.

"I've said it before, without Jie." The white-haired boy emphasized, "It's just the two of us."

"Look, Wu doesn't want to see me so much." The ball-headed boy also became angry: "I don't want to see him either."

So you make things difficult for me? !

Zhimeng was short of words for a while.

After thinking about it hard, Zhimeng stretched his eyebrows again, and suggested again: "Then let's stagger the time? There are two days on weekends!"

"Then let's go first!" x2

The two said in unison again and looked at each other again: "Zhimeng and I will go first!" x2

"I go first!"

"I go first!"

"Don't go too far, Jay!"

"It should be me who said this to understand!"

……

The dispute has returned to the original point again, their table has attracted a lot of attention, Zhimeng has gradually lost her smile.

He suddenly couldn't figure out whether the relationship between these two people was good or not.

Obviously, they were very harmonious before, weren't they?Why is it so noisy that he can't get in?Or is this the embodiment of a good relationship to a certain level?No matter what you do, you can be so intimate that no one else can get in?

Moreover, Zhimeng suddenly discovered that his usual water handling skills didn't seem to work this time.

On the contrary, I don't know if it's his illusion, the more he wants to be peaceful, the more the two of them quarrel... This is not right, everyone will be very happy if they are like this to their former friends?He has never been so embarrassed!

But what is going on now? ? ?

It was the first time that Duan Shui didn't work anymore, and Zhimeng, who had no experience with it, immediately thought of going back to the orphanage to find the dean's mother for a solution.

If it was a mother, she would definitely be able to - no, he has grown up, he has to learn to be independent, he can't bother his mother with everything, and can't let his mother who is in poor health worry about him anymore!

So Zhimeng calmed down and suggested again: "Since Wu and Jie want to go to the amusement park so much, then you two should go together on Saturday."

The two who were arguing: ? ?What?

We fight for you, you let us play together? !

What the hell kind of operation is this?Can't believe it.jpg!

There was no immediate objection, Zhimeng thought more and more that this was a good idea: "If I have a task on Saturday, I can do it alone, Wu and Jie can go and relax, don't worry about me!"

He might be happier alone!Satoru and Jay will be happy if they relax together!

Immediately, the two people who stopped arguing looked at him more complicatedly.

The two looked at each other again, confirming each other's thoughts.

Xia Youjie sighed: "No, the three of us should go together on Saturday."

Gojo Satoru didn't insist anymore: "Ah, let's go together."

Zhi Meng suddenly had question marks all over her head: "Didn't you just say you don't want to be together?"

Hearing this, the two teenagers on the opposite side glanced at him and sighed.

No way, who let there be a fool here.

He is still an idiot who can't understand their meaning at all, can't understand their behavior, and has a strange brain circuit.

Is the point going to the amusement park?The point is obviously who to go to the amusement park with!

He's obviously smart sometimes, isn't he?Why did you become stupid at the critical moment?This really made them wonder if the other party was just pretending!

Zhimeng, who didn't know what they were thinking at all, was still sighing: "Wu Hejie, you guys are really difficult to understand sometimes!"

Gojo Satoru: ...

Xia Youjie: ...

No, we find you harder to understand.

So, are you really playing dumb?

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of April. After the cultural class that day, the teachers who taught the cultural class sent out exam reminders one after another. If you fail, you have to make up the exam.

Even if it is a school for cultivating conjurers, the cultural courses are not tight, but there are still tests that should be there.Full marks are not required for students, but passing is a must.

So during the break, Zhimeng rarely chatted with his classmates, but took out his books to review.

"Does Zhimeng have no confidence in the exam?" Seeing this, Xia Youjie was a little surprised.

Because Zhimeng looks like a good student at first glance.

"Oh? No." Weaving Dream came back to his senses, put down the book and explained: "Of course it's okay to just pass the exam, but if it's mainly a perfect score, you still have to review it."

His grades have always been very good since he was a child, otherwise the former teachers would not say that he is a good seed for the University of East China.

Although the teachers in the college said that passing is good, Zhimeng has always been used to getting full marks, so even if the teachers didn't ask him to do so.

Jia Ruozi sighed: "Zhimeng is such a good boy."

With Dream Weaving's personality and conditions, even if you don't become a magician, you will be able to get along well in the world of ordinary people.

Before they could continue chatting, Zhimeng continued to review, and Ye Mozheng suddenly sent an urgent task for them to do.

Jia Ruozi comforted Zhimeng: "Don't worry, I will make important notes for you."

Zhimeng looked at her gratefully, then left in a hurry with the other two.

On the way, the assistant supervisor, who had vowed to resign before but still did not resign, changed his usual timidity, drove the car with a serious face, and at the same time informed the three people in the back seat of their mission this time.

"In order to save time, I will tell you now that this mission is different from usual, this time it is a special mission."

"Premium?"

The three people in the back seat had different expressions, but Gojo Satoru was excited: "This time they finally stopped making garbage and let me deal with it!"

The assistant supervisor with a serious face choked, and even the tension eased a lot, and he couldn't help continuing a little weakly: "In short, the goal of this mission is a super-level imaginary spell spirit, and there are already two second-level spell spirits during the period. The teacher folded in..."

As he said that, he squeezed the steering wheel a lot harder: "So, if you are sure that you are invincible, run away as hard as you can!"