The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"Wu Jun, you must not be educated by Mr. Night Moth again..."

Tanjiro looked suspiciously at the obviously red and swollen bump on Gojo Satoru's head, and his tone was hesitant.

It has been almost half a year since he came here, and he also got along with Wujo Wu for half a year, and he finally had a general understanding of Wujo Wu's nature.

For example, Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, two absolutely problematic students, this is not the first time that Tanjirou has seen Noctua Masamichi take a good attitude towards these two guys who admit their mistakes, but never repent, and they are incompetent and furious.

Oh, by the way.

Xia Youjie is the one who admits mistakes with a good attitude, and Wujo Wu is the one who never repents.

And, the person who most often receives the education of Noctua Masamune Love is Gojo Satoru.

"How is it possible, I don't have one." Regarding Tanjirou's doubts, Gojo Satoru immediately denied it.

His face was not flushed, he was not out of breath, and he didn't look guilty at all.

Then he was immediately exposed by Xia Youjie on the side.

"Yeah." Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes, with a bright smile on his face.

"After all, it's too embarrassing to say such things because I forgot to pay the account, and then I was taught a lesson by Teacher Ye Moth."

"Ah!" After Xia Youjie's reminder, Tanjiro finally remembered why he always felt that something was missing when he ran with Gojo Satoru.

"I said, Jie." Unexpectedly, Xia Youjie didn't show him so much favor, and Wu Tiao Wu's forehead faintly bulged with blue veins.

He moved his wrist, his finger joints made a crisp 'click' sound, and he attacked Xia Youjie unreservedly with a black face.

"You didn't fight in that fight just now, did your hands itch?"

"I can't tell who has itchy hands, but I can see clearly when someone becomes angry."

Xia Youjie looked at Wujo Wu who had begun to gather his mana with a smile on his face, and the mantra stored in his body had already begun to move quietly.

"But anyway, I'm free now, and I don't mind going out with you."

"Ha, I don't know who will be beaten and cried by then."

"Wait, wait a minute!" Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Tanjiro hurried forward to stop him.

"Next to it is the teaching building, if you fight here, the building will collapse!"

However, Tanjiro's dissuasion did not have any effect at all.

He stood there numbly. The strong wind and terrible magic power carried by 'Cang' flew past his hair;

Then the foul-smelling curse spirit opened his mouth wide, and the stinky breath hit his face, and then he was brutally beaten by Cang, and dirty blood and minced flesh penetrated his body and fell to the ground.

Tanjiro: ...

Sorry, he really shouldn't be involved in these two problem child fights.

"Wu! Jie! What are you two doing—!"

In the end, Ye Mo Zhengdao, who hadn't gone far at all, noticed the terrifying movement behind him.

After he turned back, what he saw was a scene that almost caused his heart to arrest, his breathing stopped, and he wished he could faint on the spot.

The poor teaching building was affected by the flames of war, not to mention whether the whole building is in danger, at least the main entrance...

I'm afraid I won't be able to see anyone in the short term.

Noctuid Zhengdao almost had a myocardial infarction.

He had to wonder if these two guys had any grudges against him, so he specially found something for him before he was going to become the principal of Tokyo Curse High.

"It's nothing, Jay, what did we do just now?"

As early as the moment he sensed that the night moth was coming, Gojo Satoru quickly withdrew his hands and rushed to Xia Youjie's side, trying to create a good state for the two brothers.

"Yeah, we were just communicating about the mission just now, and this door needs to be redecorated."

Knowing Wujo Wu's meaning in seconds, Xia Youjie raised his hand on Wujo Wu's shoulder quite skillfully, with a smile on his face, and he couldn't see the murderous look just now at all.

The night moth that came later said rightly: ...

Tanjiro who has been on the scene: ...

If you believe what they say, there will be ghosts.

"In short—" Ye Mo Zhengdao took a deep breath, and gave Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie each an iron fist of love.

Ye Mozheng's voice was loud and full of air: "The cost of repairing the building will be deducted from the rewards of the missions completed by the two of you!"

"why--"

Before Gojo Satoru finished speaking, Ye Mo Zhengdao followed up with his next sentence.

"Rebuttal is invalid!"

Gojo Satoru/Xia Youjie: ... Tch.

****

Of course, Wujo Wujo is miserable.

Not only will he not be able to get the salary for the task for a period of time in the future, he also has two big bags on his head, and now he is grinning and lying on the bed, complaining to Tanjiro.

"It hurts—"

Gojo Wu lay sprawled on the bed, without stopping.

"Teacher Ye Moth is really merciless."

"But this time it was Wu who made the mistake first, right?"

Tanjiro couldn't help but sigh.

Holding a towel soaked in cold water in his hand, he half-kneeled on the bed, letting Gojo Satoru unceremoniously lay his head on his lap.

The cold towel in his hand carefully rubbed against the obviously red and swollen bulge, and the cold touch finally relieved the pain a little.

"Speaking of which, why did Jun Wu quarrel with Mr. Xia You?"

Although these two people often look at each other with dislikes, usually you choke me and I choke you, but the reason why they can develop to the point of fighting still makes Tanjiro unable to help being curious.

"Nothing." Gojo Satoru snorted.

"It's just that I can't understand that guy's full of righteousness."

"I hate positive discussions the most."*

"Eh—" Tanjiro changed the towel from his hand.

"So what exactly did Mr. Xia You say?"

I always feel that with Xia Youjie's character, he wouldn't say anything particularly excessive.

"Tch." As soon as this was mentioned, Gojo Satoru's face was full of displeasure.

"What did you say 'spells exist to protect non-sorcerers'.*"

After he finished speaking, it seemed that he felt disgusted, and stuck out his tongue, with an expression that he was about to spit it out.

"This kind of statement is disgusting."

"Hmm..." However, Tanjirou seemed to have a different opinion from Gojo Satoru.

"I don't think Mr. Xia You said anything wrong?"

Before Tanjirou finished speaking, Gojo Satoru suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Tanjirou's wrists that were still resting on the sides of his hair.

Wujo Satoru moved quickly with his hands, and his body was unambiguous.

He clasped Tanjirou's wrist tightly, turned up all of a sudden, stared at Tanjirou with deep eyes, his face was so stinky that he couldn't look at it.

"Hey, Tanjiro." Gojo Satoru said in a low tone, obviously not in a good mood.

"You don't plan to preach to me like that guy Jie did."

If so—

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, with his tongue against the roof of his mouth, crooked ideas popping up in his head uncontrollably.

"Be careful I throw you out."

"That's not true." Tanjiro showed no sign of anger at Gojo Satoru's sudden action.

He took Wujo Wu's hand and put it on his lap, his maroon eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

"I just think Mr. Xia You's words are not wrong to some extent."

He stretched out his hand with a smile, and in the gesture of Wujo Wu grabbing his hand, he straightened the white hair that was messed up just now for the young DK.

"What are you doing—" The five enlightenment words have not been finished yet.

As if he was used to it, he lowered his head slightly, and his soft white hair fell beside his ears.

There was a gentle touch on the scalp, and the warmth spread along the hair.

At the same time, Tanjiro's voice sounded in his ears:

"Wu-jun, and some other conjurers, risked so much effort to exorcise the curse, isn't it because they want to protect those ordinary people under the curse?"

Tanjiro narrowed his eyes, and the maroon eyes reflected a bright and bright light like a flame.

"Mr. Xia You's words, it's not so much that spells are used to protect non-magic masters, it's better to say that magicians choose to protect non-magic masters because of spells."

"Um--?"

Gojo Satoru snorted out of his nose, motioning Tanjiro to continue talking.

"Look, just like Gokun." Tanjiro spread his palms.

"I know that Wu Jun is very strong, and everyone knows that Wu Jun is very strong, so when you are busy or assigning tasks, you will subconsciously want to rely on Wu Jun."

"Every time I am in danger, as long as I think of Wu Jun, I feel less afraid."

"I believe that other magicians, as well as ordinary people, should think so."

Tanjiro straightened up and took a few steps forward.

His knee touched Gojo Satoru, and the heat from the human body was transmitted to the ghost body through the thin and light fabric.

"There are other conjurers too. Although they may not be as powerful as Wu Jun, they are all working hard to protect ordinary people from the harm of curses."

Tanjiro took Gojo Satoru's hand back.

"I know that Wu Jun may not care about these things."

"However, even if you only occasionally hear the thanks from non-magic masters and see the smiles on their faces, this is the reason for the existence of spells."

"As long as I think of these things, I feel that Wu Jun is really great and admirable!"

"Stop talking!" Gojo Satoru couldn't sit still looking straight at Tanjirou's smile.

He simply raised his hand to cover Tanjiro's mouth, his eyes were blocked by the sunglasses so he couldn't see clearly, but there was a strange blush behind his ears.

"Spells, how can you speak so well."

it's wired.

Gojo Satoru looked at Tanjirou who didn't know why, and couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Obviously Tanjiro's words are not very different from Xia Youjie's words.

But why listening to Tanjiro's words, and then seeing those maroon eyes shining with soft and warm light, he seemed to be blown by the wind, and landed on the warm cloud surface, so soft that he couldn't help but feel Can't get mad.

It is also like the fallen leaves being lifted up by the wind and falling lightly on the calm water, with only a little ripple, and then quickly return to calm.

Can't figure it out, Gojo Satoru doesn't bother to spend those brain cells thinking.

He quickly turned to a new topic.

"Tomorrow, you will go to a new mission with me."

"Hey, is there a new mission so soon?"

"Of course." Gojo Gojo turned his head to look at Tanjiro.

"Didn't you just say that?"

"I am the strongest."