The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Gojo Satoru covered the bruises on his face and yelled.

Then he accidentally pulled the wound on his face, and grinned again.

"You move lightly!"

He bluffed and yelled, Tanjiro stood next to him with a cotton swab and alcohol, at a loss.

"Sorry sorry!"

With his hand still raised in the air, Tanjiro quickly apologized.

"I'll take it easy!"

"Tanjiro, ignore this guy."

On the side, Xia Youjie, who also had a distressed face and was applying medicine to himself, sneered.

"Wu this guy is just yelling nonsense on purpose because of your good temper."

Xia Youjie turned his head back, and advised Tanjiro kindly: "It's completely fine if you leave him alone."

"Hey, Jie." Hearing this, Gojo Satoru quit.

"Do you still want to fight?"

"If you insist on doing this, it's not that I can't accompany you."

"Okay, you two."

Jia Ruozi, who was standing on the side, was really quarreled by two troubled children, so he couldn't help interrupting.

"Can you stop for a while?"

From the time these two people got to know each other until now they are in the second grade, there have been constant quarrels, big and small, and everyone has developed the ability to run in time.

Of course, these two problem children were not less educated by Noctuid Moth.

"Hmph." Snorting out his nose, Gojo Gojo turned his face away, motioning for Tanjirou to continue applying the medicine to himself.

"I just don't remember the faults of villains, and don't care about Jie."

"Who doesn't care about who..."

Xia Youjie squeezed the cotton ball in his hand hard, and the water overflowing from the alcohol-soaked cotton ball flowed down the palm lines.

He took a deep breath and repeatedly warned himself not to quarrel with an immature guy.

"Okay, Wu-jun."

Tanjiro also tried to persuade the fight.

He picked up a ball of cotton again, soaked it in alcohol, and gently wiped the wound.

The cold alcohol rubbed against the skin, causing the back of the five Wu ears to tingle, as if a layer of goose bumps had formed.

In the end, Tanjiro seemed to be still not satisfied, and gently blew on the wound.

It was obviously just a ghost, but Gojo Satoru seemed to be able to really feel a gust of hot air spraying gently on his face, which gradually spread along with the cold feeling of alcohol.

"But it really feels amazing."

Yarui Nigzi bit his cigarette, glanced at Gojo Satoru who seemed to be blushing again, and then looked away disinterestedly.

"A ghost that only the two of you can see, or something."

She raised her head and stared at the ceiling rather bored.

"It's really unfair."

And - Satoru in this form made her really curious about that invisible ghost.

"Tch, speaking of it, why is Jay able to see Tanjiro?"

Speaking of this, Wujo Wu became angry.

"Wu, you can put away your jealousy."

Xia Youjie pinched his nose and said expressionlessly.

If it weren't for Gojo Satoru who would still bicker and fight with him normally, most of the time he would still fart like hell, Xia Youjie would have wondered if a certain six-eyed man had changed.

"Glass." Too lazy to continue arguing with Xia Youjie, Gotiaowu glanced at him, and then turned to harass Jiaxin.

"Didn't I tell you to throw away the cigarette?"

"Also, why can't I use the inversion technique to heal the wound on my face?"

"I don't want it." Jiarui Glass raised his hand, "This is not how the reversal technique should be used."

"What's more, didn't I help Jie treat him?"

In order to show fairness, she does not help anyone.

"But having said that, this year's freshmen don't know what to do."

After hesitating for a long time, I decided to extinguish the cigarette butt in my hand and throw it away.

"What else?" Wujo Satoru was not interested in this.

"Anyway, there will be no one as strong as me."

"Wu, it's better not to be so arrogant."

After finally healed the injury on his face, Xia Youjie advised him kindly.

Who knows that the two of them quarreled for some messy reason just now, and it turned into a fight in the end.

The family entered the nitrous, but saw that something was wrong and hurried to the classroom, but there was no impact.Tanjiro is in trouble.

He couldn't leave Gojo Wu with an unexpected distance of three meters, and Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie fought with great momentum, and it was hard to escape the murderer within a radius of five or six meters.

Although—well, those flying dust and flying gravel, as well as the spell spirit in Xia Youjie's hand, the spell power of Wujo Wu all passed through Tanjiro without exception, and would not do anything to the ghost at all. Influence.

But this feeling is definitely not good.

"The first-year freshmen may also have quite talented people."

Hearing this, Jia Ruozi secretly rolled his eyes.

It sounds nice.

Obviously just like Wujo Wu, extremely arrogant.

However, the second-year trio probably didn't expect that they had just discussed the first-year freshmen, and they would see each other so soon.

"Hello seniors!"

Unlike Jianren Nanami, who was serious and serious and bowed to the three seniors with a straight eye, Yuo Haibara greeted the three with great vigor.

"Ah, that conjurer..."

Tanjiro, who had been silently following Gojo Satoru, suddenly pointed at Nanami Kento, and let out a small exclamation.

"What, do you know each other?"

"No." To Gojo Satoru's questioning, Tanjiro shook his head quite honestly.

"I just met once by chance."

"It turns out that this person is Wu Jun's descendant..."

Rather than surprise, it might be better to say that there are more emotions like this.

"Although I haven't met him before, I heard Mr. Huzhang mentioned it later. He is a very serious and reliable person."

Not knowing what to think of, Tanjiro narrowed his eyes, his maroon eyes were filled with fragmentary smiles.

"Also very powerful."

He still remembers the vivid description when Katsuobu Yujin mentioned it to him and Junpei in his spare time.

"..."

I don't know why another feeling of displeasure spread, Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue, and waved at Jiarui Nizi and Xia Youjie as a farewell.

Then he dragged Tanjiro to the other side without saying a word.

"Huh?" Hui Yuanxiong, who was thrown for no reason, was very puzzled.

"Is there something about us that makes senior unhappy?"

"No, Wu is just intermittently insane."

Xia Youjie quickly denied it without hesitation.

"Don't mind him."

Anyway, it's just the jealous jar turned over, it's no big deal.

On the other side, Gojo Satoru dragged Tanjirou around.

"Wu Jun?"

Although ghosts don't trip over things like this, Tanjiro still feels a little uncomfortable being dragged away like this.

Gojo Gojo didn't turn his head back, and walked straight forward.

It's just that the pace under his feet seems to be a little slower, just enough for Tanjiro to keep up.

"What's wrong?"

Tanjiro rubbed his nose.

The smell coming from Gojo Satoru is very strange now, even Tanjiro couldn't tell what Gojo Satoru was feeling right now.

"That first grader." Gojo Satoru suddenly said abruptly.

"Is it reliable?"

Could it be that he is more reliable than he will be in the future, making Tanjiro praise him just after seeing him?

"Ok?"

Tanjiro, who hadn't realized the problem, raised his head in surprise.

"I don't know the specifics."

After all, he had never really had contact with Jianren Qihai.

"But looks like a very serious man."

"Such a person should be very reliable."

Gojo Satoru's complexion got worse and worse.

"but--"

Tanjiro suddenly changed the subject.

"I remember that Mr. Qihai also said that Wu Jun is a very reliable senior."

He slightly bent the corners of his eyes, his maroon pupils were full of the figure of the young DK in front of him.

"Besides, Wu-jun has always been reliable—whether it is now or in the future."

"Every time I follow Wu Jun, I feel very at ease."

"It seems that as long as Wu Jun is around, there is no need to worry about being afraid at all."

"Although the seniors in the college don't seem to admit this, everyone must think so in their hearts."

Tanjiro turned his hand around and held Gojo Satoru back.

"So, it's really great to have Mr. Wu by your side."

"You bastard, don't always..."

Gojo Satoru turned his face away, the feeling of boredom that was stuck in his heart just now dissipated without a trace.

The brisk emotions surged in the blood, and Gojo Satoru, who was in an inexplicable mood, suddenly had the intention of playing a prank.

Before the ghost in front of him came back to his senses, he formed a circle with his thumb and middle finger, caught off guard on Tanjiro's forehead.

——However, he forgot that Tanjirou's forehead was much harder than he imagined.

So, Tanjiro, who didn't feel any pain at all, had a puzzled expression, not understanding what Gojo Satoru wanted to do.

"Wu-jun, what's wrong?"

"……nothing!"

The young dk started cheating again.

"By the way, you know so many things about me, but I don't know anything about you."

It seems that apart from knowing that this guy is his future student, he really doesn't know much about Tanjiro.

Gojo Satoru smacks his lips,

"It's too unfair."

"Would you like to know the story of my past?"

Tanjiro scratched his face.

"Actually, there is nothing to say."

"My family used to sell charcoal. After my father left, I, the eldest son, took on the responsibility of burning and selling charcoal."

"If there hadn't been such an accident... Our family should all be living such a happy and peaceful life."

Saying that, Tanjiro lowered his eyes, and his expression unconsciously dropped.

"...is it a curse?"

He secretly thought it was bad, but since the topic had already been opened, Gojo Satoru could only bite the bullet and ask.

"Not."

Tanjiro shook his head, and the flower pendant on his ear swayed slightly.

"A sad creature called a ghost."

"My family was killed by the ancestor of the ghost, and the only surviving sister was also turned into a ghost."

Tanjiro narrated.

"In order to find a way to turn my sister back into a human being, and at the same time, in order not to let more people encounter such a tragedy, I chose to join the Ghost Killing Squad."

Gojo Satoru was still scratching his head, not knowing what to say to comfort Tanjirou.

But the next moment, Tanjiro smiled again, the curve of his lips still warm and soft.

"However, I also met many strong and reliable partners."

The corners of his eyes were bent, and the sun-like soft and warm light shone in the maroon eyes.

"Although I don't know how they are doing now."

"But in a world without ghosts, everyone will be happy."

He believed so.