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

It was another day of actual combat class, and Zhimeng Zhimeng, who was taught martial arts friendly by two classmates, was in pain and joy.

Although it feels good to become stronger, the pain of being beaten is not pleasant.

At this time, the existence of the family into the glass is an angel in terms of weaving dreams, the kind that shines and helps the world and saves people.

"Wuwu Nitro, you are electricity! You are light! You are my only hope!"

Zhimeng, who was so painful that his eyes were full of tears, held Jiarui Nitzi's hand, and said words that were shameful: "I like you, Nitzi the most!"

"...You like my inversion technique, right?" Jia Ruozi twitched the corners of his mouth, not accepting his tricks.

"Also, man, what are you crying for? Can you even bear the pain?"

"I didn't want to cry." Zhimeng was also very wronged: "The tears fell by themselves."

This is like saying that when a person eats, it is not because he wants to eat, but because his mouth wants to eat, it will be said to be vexatious.

But Niatzi didn't think so, but after healed Zhimeng's trauma, he looked at him thoughtfully, and then squeezed his arm violently.

"Ah!" Weaving Meng couldn't help crying out in pain, his body trembled unnaturally.

Withdrawing his hand, Jiarui Nitzi confirmed his guess: "Your body is very sensitive to pain."

Zhi dreamed and thought: "My five senses are also very sharp. It may be because I have never experienced such pain before, so my tolerance for pain is very low."

Jia Ruozi smiled and said: "It seems that student Zhimeng is living a good life."

"Yes, yes." Zhimeng showed a bright smile: "The dean's mother and everyone are very kind to me!"

Jia Ruozi suddenly realized that she seemed to have accidentally stepped on the other person's sore spot.

He opened his mouth to apologize, and seeing Zhimeng's smile without any trace of haze, the words of apology stuck in his throat again.

"Weaving Dream, do you feel better?"

On the training ground, Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, who practiced for a while as a warm-up, waved at him.

"Let's continue training!"

"Hi, here we come!" Zhimeng got up and joined them excitedly.

Zhizhi dreamed that since he doesn’t like being beaten, let’s work hard to become stronger, and when he becomes stronger, he won’t be beaten again!

Looking at Zhimeng who continued to be beaten, Jiarui Zizi sighed silently.

Forget it, just help him heal more in the future.

After practicing martial arts for two days, Zhimeng's melee combat is finally decent.

At the same time, Night Moth Zhengdao also gave them a task for all the first graders.

The mission location is a public park in Shinjuku, Tokyo, and they are required to remove the curse without affecting ordinary people and buildings.

When he said the above request, Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at Gojo Satoru with a "kind" gaze.

"After all, you don't want to live with huge debts in the future, do you?"

Zhimeng, Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi all shook their heads, expressing their solemn rejection.

Only Gojo Satoru showed a disdainful expression and voice: "Cut~"

The moth Zhengdao saw a cross on his forehead, and decisively smashed the chalk tip at the problem student.

Gojo Satoru, who was distracted for a while, was smashed upright, covering his head and staring angrily at the teacher on the podium.

Is this bullying that he can't maintain the unlimited spell for a long time now?Wait, he will definitely be able to do it in the future!

"In short, this task should not be difficult for you, just do everything as required."

"The assistant supervisor is already waiting for you outside, go back early."

Ye Mozheng waved his hand, indicating that they could leave.

A group of four got up and walked outside.

Zhimeng followed Wujo Wu, suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

In other words, after learning physical skills for so long, he is about to exorcise the curse. What exactly is his technique?

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