The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"It's so ugly." Gojo Satoru smacked his lips, staring at the photo in his hand with displeasure, his eyes seemed to be able to burn a hole in the photo.

"The light is too dim, and the angle is not good..." He was a little critical, and others almost thought that this photo was worthless.

"Okay, Gojo-kun." Tanjiro couldn't stand it any longer, and couldn't help interrupting Gojo Gojo's continued provocation.

"I think this photo is actually pretty good."

Of course, as an antique-level person who has never touched a camera, Tanjiro can't tell whether the photos are good or bad at all.

He just simply felt that everyone in the photo was very lively and lively, and he seemed to be able to imagine the scene of flying around when the photo was taken.

"But it's really ugly." White-haired DK motioned Tanjiro to lower his head, and pointed to him.

"Look here, it's obviously missing a big piece, it's ugly."

After Tanjiro saw clearly what Gojo Satoru was referring to, he couldn't help laughing.

"This vacant position is obviously the vacancy that Wu Jun insisted on dragging me to take pictures."

The white-haired DK in the photo seems to be pulling the air with his hands, and is still making weird faces at the camera.

"This should be Wu Jun's responsibility?"

"In the end, Wu Jun called him ugly because of this."

Tanjiro is not very used to being photographed.

However, Gojo Satoru never gave anyone the chance to refuse, he directly pulled Tanjiro by the collar, and stood in front of the camera abruptly without any discussion.

"Yes." Gojo Satoru admitted frankly, not feeling at all that he did something wrong.

"I've heard that cameras can take pictures of ghosts."

False, the ghosts in the mouths of ordinary people - almost curses, it is impossible to be photographed by cameras.

But Tanjiro is not a curse spirit.Gojo Satoru tilted his head and thought.

"So—why can't I take pictures of your appearance?"

"I don't know about this kind of thing."

Facing this question, Tanjiro sighed.

Even if you ask him, you won't find the answer at all.

"However, if Wu Jun feels that this photo is not satisfactory, do you want to take a photo with Miss Tiannei again in the future?"

"At that time, you can also call on students from other grades, so that the screen will not be empty."

"No!" Gojo Satoru was unwilling again.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he hooked the photo back with the length of his hand, and threw it on the bedside as if he didn't care.

"Are you going to shoot again for this reason, are you naive?"

At this point, Tanjiro quickly raised his hand, signaling that he would admit defeat.

It is impossible for him to be able to speak the Five Ways of Enlightenment, and it is better to follow the strongest words in the future.

"But speaking of it, Wu-jun is already in the third grade—"

Tanjiro narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

The dormitory of the college has very good lighting. Even the thick curtains can't completely block the summer sun, but some of it still spills into the room through the gaps.

These scattered beams of light were tightened in Tanjiro's eyes, and the depths of the deep red pupils were also rendered with a touch of brilliant gold.

The ghost stared out of the window without moving, the sunlight was slanted, and occasionally two beams of sunlight penetrated Tanjirou's translucent body and fell on Gojo Satoru's hand.

"Yeah." Gojo Gojo shrank his fingers, "It's already the third grade."

"Of course, I'm still the strongest."

"Wu Jun has always been very powerful."

"I was just thinking, when I first met Wu Jun, you were still in the second grade."

Before I knew it, a year or so passed quietly like running water.

"I always feel that I have experienced a lot."

It's not just him, I'm afraid Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie should also feel the same way.

"One year—" Gojo Satoru suddenly became alert.

He stretched out his hand and hooked Gotanjirou's cuff with his little finger, "Has it been a year?"

Obviously he felt like he met Tanjirou only yesterday!

"Wait a minute." Gojo Gojo looked straight into Tanjiro's eyes, "Since it's been a year, you shouldn't disappear suddenly."

With the more transparent body of the ghost in front of him, and the occasional deep sleep, it is hard for Gojo Satoru not to doubt it.

However, Tanjiro also had no way to give Gojo Satoru an answer to this question.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Xia You seems to be in a bad state recently."

Tanjiro tilted his head, trying to change the subject.

But even though it was a change of subject, Tanjirou's eyebrows were still tinged with worry.

"I always feel that the smell on Mr. Xia You's body is very strange..."

It seems to be very confused, walking on an extremely dangerous boundary line.Once shaken a little, you will fall into a party that cannot be turned back.

"It's probably because of the bitter summer." Hearing this, Gojo Satoru was also slightly serious.

Tanjiro found out that something was wrong with Xia Youjie by smell, while he detected the abnormality of his best friend by observing with his six eyes.

"Speaking of which, when he was doing the task before, he seemed to send the two rescued little girls to the orphanage."

Gojo Satoru yawned, "But it shouldn't be an injury—you can go to Nitro if you are injured."

"So, it's still because of the bitter summer, so the state is not very good."

And only this makes sense.

"Do not……"

However, Tanjiro still frowned.

It was as if there was an invisible heavy stone weighing heavily on his heart, as time passed, that dull feeling became more and more obvious, until now it was almost so heavy that Tanjiro could not breathe.

"I'm still... a little worried."

He lowered his eyes and said softly.

Unlike Gojo Satoru, Tanjiro knew it.

Xia Youjie disappeared at this time, and was taken over by that cursed dove. His body and spells were used by others, even against his former best friend.

Tanjiro doesn't know the reason for Xia Youjie's disappearance.

But as long as he thinks about the future, he can't help but make his nose sour, and he can't even look directly at the gentle conjurer who smiles like a fox but doesn't look cunning.

"In that case—" Seeing Tanjirou's restless and worried look, Gojo Satoru curled his lips.

"Then you can go to Jie and ask."

Anyway, the distance limit between them disappeared long ago.

"Eh, can you?"

"Go, go." Gojo Satoru started chasing people away again at this time.

He won't feel jealous because Tanjiro cares about Xia Youjie so much!

"I heard Wu said, you want to talk to me?"

Xia Youjie turned his head, pursed his lips slightly, and looked at the ghost who was still hesitating on the opposite side.

"It's okay, just ask what you want to ask."

The magician narrowed his eyes.

Obviously someone else came to him first, so he took the first step to appease Tanjirou.

"I..." Tanjiro opened his mouth.

"Sorry." Mingming's mind was in a mess and there were so many questions, but at this time he couldn't ask any of them.

"I don't know how to ask."

"That's it." Xia Youjie was not annoyed either.

He nodded and signaled Tanjiro to stand beside him: "In that case, just accompany me to blow some air on it."

"In a city dominated by tall buildings and lights, it's rare to be able to enjoy such a peaceful evening breeze."

Xia Youjie had the idea of ​​molesting Tanjiro again.

"By the way, if you are a ghost, you shouldn't catch a cold from the wind, right?"

"If it makes you sick, Wu will come and fight with me."

"Probably not." Tanjiro thought about it seriously.

"I'm not cold after all."

The topic ended in a few sentences, and Tanjiro and Xia Youjie fell into silence again.

After finally building up his mind, Tanjiro was just mentally prepared and wanted to speak, but Xia Youjie was one step ahead of him.

The ghost heard the conjurer's voice dissipating in the night wind, and almost merged with the night.

"I heard from Wu that you told him the story of the Ghost Killing Squad."

The magician turned his head, his black eyes stared straight at the ghost in front of him.

"Can you... tell me too?"