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"you're awake?"

Kamado Tanjiro opened his eyes in a daze, but his mind was still in chaos.

He turned his head, and the pink-haired boy he had seen before was sitting on the edge of the bed, seeing him waking up and handing him a glass of water very kindly.

Subconsciously took the water glass, but Kamado Tanjirou had no intention of drinking at all.

His hindsight is to observe his environment.Beneath him was a soft bed, which seemed to be covered with a material Tanjiro had never seen before.

Although the room is a bit cramped and narrow, it is full of life atmosphere.Tanjiro sniffed, and the scent that intruded into his nostrils was full of the unique energetic smell of young people.

Why is he here?

Where is this again?

"This is the basement of the high school."

As if guessing the question in Tanjirou's mind, Kojou Yuuhito opened the mouth.

"Teacher Wujo—ah, the conjurer who brought you back—has already helped you with the matters related to admission."

"Teacher Wutiao said that you'd better not appear in front of others until he handles it well."

"So, I will wrong you to stay here with me first."

"Wait, wait!" Tanjiro hurriedly interrupted the chatter of the pink-haired boy.

"I didn't ask-"

He didn't go to school!

"Speaking of which, are you still hungry?"

Kozu Yuuhito's topic changed too quickly, Tanjiro was taken aback for a while, and it took him a long time to catch up with the other party's brain circuit.

"Ah...it seems that I'm not as hungry as before."

He didn't feel it before, but suddenly after such a reminder, Tanjiro suddenly realized that his stomach was no longer like it was when he just regained his senses, and he was cramping and throbbing with hunger as if he was being burned.

The sweet smell of human beings still lingers on the tip of the nose, a little bit of the nature of ghosts.

Tanjiro tilted his head unconsciously, although his stomach was still empty, but at least he was able to control this gnawing intention.

The sharp nails stabbed lightly into the palm of his hand, Kamado Tanjiro paused, and licked the sharp fangs in his mouth without a trace.

Even if he can control his desire to eat people, this feeling of hunger and hunger that exists all the time will still be firmly entangled in his body like maggots attached to the bones.

It also reminds him all the time that he can no longer be called a human being.

"That's right." Knotabagi Yuhito nodded.

I don't know if it was Tanjirou's illusion, but he seemed to see a sense of disappointment on the face of Yuzu Yuhito.

"I still want to cook for you."

"My cooking skills are quite good!"

"Although, it doesn't seem to allow me to play here."

Knotweed scratched his head.Although there is nothing missing in the basement, takeaways are what he eats the most in the past half a month, and there are still not many opportunities to do it.

"Speaking of which..." Kojou Yuhito was facing Kamitanjirou's vertical pupils that were as magnificent as broken gems, "Why did you suddenly appear here?"

Without warning.

A super magic spirit that appeared out of thin air.

Even if Knotabagi Yuhito has not dabbled deeply in the magic world, he can imagine how serious this is.

"..."

Tanjiro, who was still looking around cautiously, stopped suddenly.

He clenched his teeth, breathing rapidly, and the sharp nails in his palm dug deep into the flesh.

"Sorry... I don't know why I'm here."

"I just remember that I was swallowed by Wu Mi—ah, that's what turned me into such a ghost—and when I became conscious again, I appeared in that forest."

It also turned into this ugly appearance.

"I... should have died in that battle."

Instead of being forced to possess this evil power and live in this world with this inhuman posture.

After Tanjiro finished speaking, he stopped talking, and the atmosphere between the two fell into awkwardness for a while.

After waking up, his mind, which was finally able to calm down, gradually began to function. Kamado Tanjiro covered his nose, moved his position silently, and carefully distanced himself from the sakura-haired boy beside him.

There is no way, even if the burning hunger in his stomach is no longer there, Tanjiro can't guarantee whether he will lose his mind again when he smells the aroma of human flesh lingering in his nose.

Therefore, the curse spirit turned his head slightly, glanced at the young man sitting beside him doing nothing, and licked the sharp fangs in his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Although I am very grateful to this boy and that strange man last night for their help, it is better for him to leave.

"That... may I leave now?"

As he said that, he was about to roll over and get out of bed.

"Ah! No way!"

But it's a pity that the newly born King of Ghosts didn't even have time to lift the quilt, so he was pushed back to the bed by the knotweed Yuren, and the quilt was also firmly tucked in by the way.

Tanjiro:?

"Teacher Wutiao told you that you can't leave the basement until he comes back."

five...

Is that the white-haired man?

"And, when the teacher comes back, we should be able to become partners."

The active boy stood up and saluted Tanjirou in a playful manner.

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced myself yet."

"My name is Yuzu Yuren, welcome to the high school."

"Please give me more advice in the future!"

"Ah, yes!"

The King of Ghosts, who hadn't recovered from his senses, subconsciously grasped the hand that Knotweed Yuren stretched out.

"My name is Kamado Tanjiro, please give me your advice!"

Ok?

and many more.

A certain nerve that had been missing in his mind was finally connected, and Tanjiro finally understood where the doubt and disobedience he had been feeling all along came from.

"Excuse me……"

Tanjiro scratched his face in embarrassment, and looked at Yuzuo Yuhito with a puzzled expression.

"I wanted to ask that before."

"What exactly is the high school you are talking about?"

"..."

"Also, what are curse spirits and conjurers?"

Tanjirou was genuinely confused, and Kojou Yuhito was speechless.

what.

The pink-haired boy thought in a daze.

The curse spirit...does not know that he is a curse spirit.

When he lowered his head, Tanjirou kept his eyes open, staring at him without blinking, as if waiting for Yuzuki Yuhito to clarify his doubts.

"Uh... the curse spirit is probably..." Yuzu Yujin scratched his ears and cheeks, "born from people's negative emotions..."

However, looking at the young man in front of him, Yuzu Yuhito couldn't say the word "monster".

"Probably an existence like you."

He took a euphemistic compromise.

"The conjurer is someone like me and Mr. Wujo, who specializes in exorcising curse spirits."

But unexpectedly, Tanjiro shook his head and chuckled after hearing what Kojou Yujin said.

"But I'm not what you call a curse spirit."

"Although I don't want to admit it, I should be a ghost right now."

"It should be—"

"Well, sorry to interrupt!"

Knotabagi Youruhito raised his hand awkwardly.Now it was his turn to be dazed.

"Ghost—what is it?"

"……what?"

Zamon Tanjirou and Knotabagi Yujin looked at each other for a moment, speechless.

****

"That's about it."

Gojo Satoru's voice fell, and the dim room suddenly fell into an unspeakable silence.

Night Moth sat silently among a pile of spell skeletons, and the movement of his hands had stopped at some point. For a while, only the slight breathing of the two could be heard in the room.

It took a long time before he finally found his voice.

Noctua put down the half-made curse skeleton in his hand, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Wu, this is really nonsense!"

It is unheard of for a mantra spirit to join a high school to study, and it is probably enough to be recorded in the history of the sorcery world.

What's more, what Wutiaowu was talking about was a special magic spirit of unknown origin.

"Hahahaha." However, Gojo Satoru didn't have the serious expression of Noctua Moth at all.

He waved his hand and smiled, "Don't be so nervous."

"I'm not kidding, am I?"

"I don't know what you want to do." Noctua Zhengdao took a deep breath, so as not to be mad at the former student, "But it's not something I can decide on my own."

"Besides, I also need to ensure the safety of the students."

Letting a super magic spirit of unknown danger enter the school, it is impossible for Noctua to bet on the safety of the students.

"It's okay, it's okay." However, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to notice the worries and considerations in the man opposite him at all.

"After all, Tanjiro is a good boy, he won't hurt the students."

"Besides, that's my student too."

"so--"

With a kick of the five enlightened legs, the two long legs that had nowhere to rest were almost stretched out in front of Ye Moth Zhengdao.

"Don't worry too much."

"Principal, after you see him, you will also like that child."

After finishing speaking, Gojo Satoru stood up and walked out without giving Noctua no time to react, and even picked up Noctumoth's strangely shaped curse skeleton that he had just prepared and placed at his feet.

"About the admission of super-level spell spirits, all you need is your consent."

"As for those old guys over there, I naturally have a way to persuade them."

Blocking the righteous roar of the night moth behind him, the white-haired conjurer raised the skeleton in his hand, rubbed his chin, and took a closer look.

"So ugly."

So he concluded.

However, it was just right for Tanjirou to see these strange things.

"Yo Hui!"

Raising his hand from a distance, he greeted Fu Heihui, who had just finished training and was panting against a tree profusely with sweat.I don't know if it's Fu Heihui's illusion, but he always feels that a certain unscrupulous teacher is in a particularly happy mood now.

"...What is in your hand?"

"Huh? This? It's a gift for a new classmate."

"what?!"

Nagizaki Wild Rose, who came over, glanced at the curse skeleton in Gojo Satoru's hand with disgust, "Is there a mistake in giving this thing away?!"

"Also, when will we have new classmates?"

Wujo Wujo avoided answering, "You should be able to see each other in a few days."

The white-haired conjurer looked away, and the second-year students in the distance were still training hard for the upcoming exchange meeting.

"Young people's youth is really good." He suddenly felt so emotional.

"Depriving young people of their youth is indeed a sinful thing."

And that child... is just like them, only 15 years old.

Gojo Satoru laughed.

He was obviously still an extremely young boy.

Even the curse spirit should not miss such a beautiful age.