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

In the middle of the night, Zhimeng was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.

But before he got up, there was an overwhelmed click from the door, and immediately after that, he was crushed by someone on the bed.

Zhimeng almost couldn't breathe.

Stretching out his hand subconsciously to struggle, the light in the dormitory suddenly turned on, and the sudden strong light stimulated Zhimeng to close his eyes quickly, and he couldn't help but stop when he pushed and refused.

"Weaving dreams!"

When a familiar voice came, Zhimeng responded subconsciously: "Jie...?"

Opening his eyes slightly again, Zhimeng saw the conspicuous white hair in front of him: "Enlightenment??!"

After finding out that it was not the enemy, Zhimeng, who was not yet fully awake, let out a sigh of relief and gave up struggling, but was still a little dazed.

Jie and Wu... what are they doing in his room without sleeping in the middle of the night? ? !

Then, two of them ran to his room without sleep in the middle of the night, and the guy next to his bed and the guy on his bed started arguing like this, and they almost started fighting while pulling their hands.

"Wu, get up!"

"Hmph, I don't!"

"You are crushing Zhimeng!"

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, Jay!"

"Heh, since you know, get up for me!"

"I won't! I'm going to sleep with Zhimeng today!"

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Knowing that it was Jie and Wu who came, he resolutely obeyed Zhimeng who had fallen asleep due to heavy sleepiness, and frowned at the noisy voices beside his ears that could not be heard clearly.

Opening his eyes slightly, he saw the two people facing each other with their hands, looking like they were about to fight.

The brain that has not woken up cannot analyze the current situation, no matter how hard you try to open your eyes wide, it is futile, and your eyes can only be opened smaller and smaller.

"Jie...Wu..." Zhimeng struggled for a while, and stuttered a word: "Sleep, sleep... so sleepy..."

Is there something that can't be said tomorrow? !

After talking drowsily, Zhimeng fell into a deep sleep again in the quiet room.

The two people who had already started their hands lowered their heads when they heard the words, and seeing that Zhimeng fell asleep again, they looked at each other and communicated with each other for a while.

After confirming the unyielding attitude of each other, in order not to wake up Zhimeng, the two had to take half a step back at the same time.

Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue in displeasure, took off his coat and threw it on the chair beside him, then turned over and lay on his side in the bed against the wall.

Then he lifted the quilt, put the sleeping Zhimeng into his arms, and made room for Xia Youjie who also took off his coat and went to bed outside.

Xia Youjie slept sideways on the outside of the bed. After Gojo Wu stretched out his arms to hug Zhimeng's upper body and leaned towards him, he leaned over and put his arms around Zhimeng's waist, and pressed the light switch by the bedside.

In the darkness, Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu hugged Zhimeng, who was warm and slightly undulating due to breathing, and finally closed their eyes with peace of mind.

So, after barely squeezing three people into an ordinary single bed, two of them fell asleep with satisfied faces.

The next day, Zhimeng woke up from a squeeze.

Move a little... the body can't move at all!

Zhimeng, who thought something was wrong with her body, woke up on the spot.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a flawless, even beautiful side face.

The complexion of this face is fair and delicate, the closed eyelashes are snow-white, and the curvature and length of the curve are just right, just like the wings of a butterfly spreading its wings.

And under the high bridge of the nose, the perfectly shaped lips looked pink and plump, exhaling face to face with him who was less than a few inches away.

Weaving Meng was suddenly stunned.

Wait, wait, isn't this enlightenment?How could Satoru be on his bed? ? !

Zhimeng was still in a daze, Wujou Wutiao, who was watched by him, trembled his snow-colored eyelashes like butterfly wings, and then moved closer to him, his lips almost brushed against his cheek, and breathed out the hot and humid breath directly on his face. Weaving Dream's lips.

Zhimeng regained consciousness, tilted his head back uncomfortably, and then bumped into something hard behind him, the pain from the back of his head made his eyes redden.

He wanted to reach out and touch the back of the bumped head, but his arm didn't listen, and his hand seemed to be grasped by someone, and his fingers were intertwined with him. The grip was so firm that he couldn't break free at all.

As for his body, according to his almost half-wooden body, he just slept in a sideways position all night.

The one sleeping opposite him is Wu, so it can be proved by the same reason, the stiff thing he bumped into just now is Jie!

So Zhimeng, who sorted out the matter with his own unique brain circuit, decisively opened his mouth.

"Wu, Jie, wake up!"

Get up quickly! His shoulders are almost gone!

Responding to him was Wu in front of him rubbing his head coquettishly, and the fiery body and hands clenched tighter behind him.

And then...and then no more.

After rubbing against him and getting closer, the two who were sleeping on both sides and squeezed him in the middle continued to sleep again.

Are you really so sleepy?

Zhimeng hesitated for a moment, but when he thought of his shoulders that had been pressed all night, he really almost lost the feeling, the hesitation disappeared immediately.

"Jie, Wu, get up quickly, my shoulders are almost numb!"

He can sleep anytime, the most important thing now is his shoulders!

Almost at the end of the sentence, the two people who seemed more sleepy than the other and couldn't get up at all opened their eyes just like that.

"Morning, weaving dreams!"

Wujo Wutiao in front of him greeted him refreshedly, and Xia Youjie behind him got up directly, loosened his clenched hands and urged, "It's getting late, wake up and Wujo."

Then his voice changed, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and said to him with a gentle expression and a gentle tone.

"Good morning, Zhimeng, what's wrong?"

Saying that, after Wujo Gojo sat up neatly, he stretched out his hands together with him to help up Zhimeng, who was almost dead on one side of his body.

Seeing Zhimeng wrinkling his face and trying to beat his shoulder, Xia Youjie reached out to stop him, and let Gojo Wu on the opposite side reach out and rub his hand to revitalize his blood.

Seeing that Zhimeng hadn't let go of his frowning brows, Xia Youjie asked with concern: "Do you want to go to Nitro for treatment?"

"No need." Feeling that the shoulders regained their senses, Zhimeng shook his head and refused: "It's not very serious, don't bother Nitro."

His body felt comfortable, and he didn't feel as tight as before, Zhimeng asked his doubts.

"Jie and Wu, why are you on my bed?"

Didn't they say good night last night before breaking up?

Just as he was wondering, his gaze happened to touch the hole exposed on one side, Zhimeng's gaze paused.

Then he pulled Xia Youjie on the right towards him, showing a shocked expression.

"Door--"

Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu looked at each other and then looked away, both showing some guilt.

Seeing the wide open door and the clearly visible cracks on the door, Zhimeng said in a trembling voice, "Who kicked my door!"

After finishing the words, he suddenly thought of Jie and Wu who appeared on his bed inexplicably.

As soon as he turned his gaze, Zhimeng's eyes instantly became sharp.

But before he could ask, Gojo Satoru hugged him tightly in a bear hug, and spoke first in a sullen tone.

"Zhimeng, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that you were lying in a coffin, and I couldn't wake up..."

Behind him, his hand was tightly grasped again, and at the same time, Xia Youjie's low voice came: "I dreamed about it too, weaving dream in the dream, I can't wake up..."

The two of them, one in front of the other, heard low-pitched voices to varying degrees, and half of the aura accumulated by Weaving Dreams was instantly vented.

"Ah, this..." The words stuck for a moment, and Zhimeng, who felt that the dream sounded familiar, comforted him: "I just said it last night, the dreams are all reversed, am I doing well?"

As he spoke, he lightly patted Gojo Satoru on the back with his other hand, but he didn't see the eye contact between the two behind him.

"Dream weaving." The white-haired boy pressed his chin tightly against his back, his sky-like eyes were piercing and paranoid.

"I will definitely protect you."

Absolutely, he won't be a waste like him in the future, let Zhimeng just lie there.Even, there is an enemy with the other party!

If you like and care about the existence, you should firmly grasp and protect it.

Again, like sweets, swallowed——

Received a warning gaze, Gojo Satoru didn't need to look up to know who was looking at him like that.

But—the white-haired boy raised his head, and returned a provocative, mocking, and unconsciously hostile look to the black-haired boy with disheveled hair in front of him.

Don't look at him with disapproving eyes, he can't do it, Jie never had such thoughts like him!

Xia Youjie withdrew his gaze, ignoring his provocation and hostility, and said to Zhimeng in a warm voice.

"Let's be regular partners, Zhimeng."

Zhimeng, who was concentrating on comforting Wu, was taken aback for a moment, turned to look at him, and listened to him continue.

"I'm good at physical melee combat, and you are good at magic spells and long-range attacks. Our partners complement each other, don't we?"

"No!" Gojo Satoru objected immediately, hugging Zhimeng even tighter.

"I'll just team up with Weaving Dream, I can complete the task by myself!"

As he said that, he looked at the boy with disheveled black hair and became wary.

Damn, Jie is so cunning to propose a partner first!

But even Jie, he won't back down on the matter of weaving dreams!

"What you said doesn't count." Xia Youjie smiled back at him with his black hair hanging loose, and after successfully forcing the white-haired boy into a frown-like expression, he lowered his head and asked.

"Weaving Dream, who do you want to partner with?"

In this regard, Zhimeng, who is already a skilled worker, is no longer the inexperienced him.

First he pushed Kaiwu's embrace, and after sitting back and facing the two, he asked doubtfully.

"But, haven't we always partnered together?"

Since we are all together, why should we divide between you and me? !

"That's because we are still in the first grade." Wujo Satoru explained to him.

"When we become seniors, for better task efficiency, we won't be together as we are now, but will be assigned different tasks."

Speaking of the latter, the white-haired boy's expression was gloomy for a moment, but soon he showed a bright smile again.

"So let Zhimeng partner with me, I am so strong, I will be able to complete the task soon and then help Zhimeng complete the task~"

Xia Youjie glanced at him, then smiled at Zhimeng.

"I can accompany Mengzhi to complete the task first, and then Zhimeng will help me."

See how considerate he is, so choose him quickly!

The two with one black and one white hair looked at each other, full of gunpowder, and even the smiles on their faces were a little more murderous.

Then, listen to Zhimeng Road.

"Although, I refuse."

The two looked at each other, and saw Zhimeng showing a little confusion: "Why do you help me? Could it be that I am weak in the eyes of Jie and Wu?"

He may not be able to beat Jie and Wu in physical skills, but Zhimeng thinks he is still qualified in terms of the efficiency of expelling curses.

After all, the job of a conjurer is to exorcise curses, not to exorcise each other. As long as he is stronger than the curse spirits, wouldn't it be fine?

This feeling of being underestimated, even for Jie and Wu, really makes people feel a little uncomfortable!

"Of course not!" Sensing Zhimeng's displeasure keenly, the two changed their words at the same time.

"I'm just worried about weaving dreams!" x2

Turning their heads to look at each other, and then looked away in disgust, the two explained to Zhimeng one after another.

"I know Weaving Dreams is not weak, but sometimes accidents are uncontrollable!"

"What I mean is that after becoming partners, we can take care of each other more and avoid accidents!"

"There is absolutely no meaning of underestimating Weaving Dream!" x2

Looking at the two who explained to him and denied in unison that they underestimated him, Zhimeng calmed down and extinguished the unhappiness in his heart.

"Is that so?" Zhimeng resumed his smile: "Thank you, Jie and Wu really have a heart."

"However, we are only in the first grade now. Even if we want to separate, at least we will get next year. Let's talk about next year, shall we?"

Zhimeng has already said that, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie can only put their minds back together, and they plan to use Zhimeng's goodwill this year so that the other party can choose to partner with him.

What happened in the future will have an impact on them.

"Okay, okay, let's go wash and eat, I'm a little hungry."

After the matter was settled, Zhimeng drove them back to their dormitory to wash up.

When the two left one after the other, Zhimeng saw his miserable door again, and the smile on his face froze suddenly.

Why, did he feel like he was being fooled? ? !

... an illusion?

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