Those years of eating and drinking in the high school of conjuration

Back at the high school, Nanami Kento carried Hui Yuanxiong on his back and followed Amamemian to the infirmary.

There were few students in the college. At this moment, the whole school was silent, and the night shrouded the college. Perhaps it was affected by what happened today, which made people feel depressed for no reason.

The lights in the infirmary were still on, and in the cold room, the housekeeper silently sorted out the recent treatment records.

Even if he doesn't have any missions, he is definitely the most tiring and busiest person in the whole college. This has not changed even after Xia Youjie occasionally came to help treat some seriously injured people who lost consciousness.

There was a knock on the door, and the entrant answered without looking back: "Come in!"

Yu Gongmian pushed open the door, and said in a sad tone, "Sister Nitzi, Huiyuan..."

The nib of the pen stopped suddenly, smearing black dots like thorn balls on the paper.

Although the personalities of several DKs in the same period are very hard to describe, it is undeniable that they are very strong.

Jia Ruozi sincerely thanked them for their strength, which meant that it was difficult for her to have close contact with her classmates on the planing table.

No matter how familiar he was with the corpse, Jiarui Nitzi never hoped to meet his acquaintances in that kind of place one day.

But the moment still came.

Taking a deep breath, Jia Ruozi managed to maintain his composure.

"I see." She said calmly, as if the corpse she was about to dispose of did not belong to her junior, "Put him on the autopsy table."

"The planing table?" A hesitant voice came from behind, "But... Mr. Huiyuan hasn't died yet..."

The infirmary fell silent.

After a long time, Jia Ruozi turned around and looked at Yu Gongmian with a look of looking at scum, his face was terribly dark: "Yu, Gong, Mian!" The girl's angry voice resounded throughout the college.

The next day, when he stepped into the classroom, Gojo Satoru saw two people with the same dark circles under their eyes, Amamiyamian and Jiarui Nizi, who were sitting at the two ends of the classroom.

Yu Gongmian was sitting by the window, propped his head, his eyes couldn't be closed, his little head was biting, looking extremely sleepy.

Gojo Satoru approached lightly, seeing that Yu Gongmian's head was about to slide onto the table, he stretched out his hand and poked his face vigorously, dented the boy's soft face, and bounced it up again.

!

Yu Gongmian woke up with a start, her golden eyes covered with water vapor looked in the direction of the finger that made the monster.

Through the mist, Yu Gongmian could only see a blurry figure. He was standing beside him, facing the window, those blue eyes seemed to penetrate the mist and reach his retina.

sky.

The word popped up out of nowhere.

So beautiful... Yu Gongmian thought absently.

"Mianmian? Mianmian?" Seeing Yugongmian staring at him in a daze, Gojo Gojo stretched out his palm and waved it in front of the boy's eyes. Seeing the boy's gaze unconsciously following his hand, Gojo Gojo suppressed a smile Speed ​​up the shaking hands.

"Crack!" The hand that was about to shake out was embraced by two hands that were a circle smaller than it.

The boy who woke up realized that he was being teased as a cat, and looked over angrily: "Enlightenment!"

"Puff! Hahaha! Mianmian, you were so stupid just now!" Gojo Satoru patted Yugongmian on the head and laughed wildly.

Like a milk cat, stupid and cute.

Pulling Gojo Wu's hand off his head, Yu Gongmian said coldly, "Instead of arguing with me here, Wu, you'd better hurry up and see Huiyuan and the others." His brows and eyes were icy cold, " Someone is making small moves~ it's someone you don't know yet."

Little tricks?Gojo Satoru's expression suddenly sank.

"I thought they would be quiet for a while~ I don't know people?" The next moment, he smiled again, but this smile was not very friendly, "I'm starting to be curious."

"What's the matter?" Xia Youjie was puzzled when he saw Wujo Wu smiling like a villain the moment he came to the door.

Seeing that Xia Youjie was also coming, Jiarui Nizi showed an expression of being smothered by something, stood up and planned to leave.

"Glass?" Xia Youjie was even more confused.

"It's nothing, it's just that the concentration of human scum in this classroom exceeds the standard, I have to go to catch my breath, don't mind, you continue."

Xia Youjie hesitated to speak, but then stopped: "Grat, that scum is not referring to me and Wu?"

"What are you thinking? Of course not." Jia Ruozi looked at him with Xia Youjie's overthinking expression, and before Xia Youjie breathed a sigh of relief, he continued, "I'm talking about the three of you .”

"No, wait, forget about me and Wu, why is Mian also included in this category!"

"Heh!" Jia Ruozi sneered, and left with a cigarette in his mouth.

Xia Youjie was confused, walked to the seat next to Yu Gongmian's and sat down: "What happened?" Why are you a scumbag?

Pretending not to know what Xia Youjie was asking, Yu Gongmian naturally changed the subject: "Yesterday I followed Qihai and Huiyuan on a mission, and when I arrived at the mission location, I found it was a first-level curse spirit."

He stretched, stood up from his seat, with a mocking smile at the end of his eyes: "That curse spirit was enshrined by the villagers as a god, and it became an existence similar to the land god, and it was upgraded to a first-level curse spirit all at once. Woolen cloth."

"What!" Xia Youjie's expression changed, "Are Hui Yuan and Qi Hai okay?"

Sure enough, Xia Youjie didn't pay too much attention to the supplements later.

Tong Mo can become the leader, so is there any problem with the curse spirit having followers?

no problem.

Xia Youjie accepted the matter calmly, and he was more concerned about the situation of the two juniors.

"Qihai is fine, the injury is not too serious, Huiyuan may need to recuperate for a few days." After confirming that Xia Youjie's attitude was fine, Yu Gongmian was relieved, "You can go and see them after class later."

"However, Mian, what did you do? Nitro seems to be very angry." Xia Youjie still hasn't forgotten this question.

"Ahem!" Yu Gongmian looked away guiltily, "It's nothing, Miss Nitzi misunderstood herself, I never said that Mr. Huiyuan died..."

……

With yesterday afternoon's free time, today's Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie are not so leisurely. They hurriedly visited the two juniors and then went on a mission. It was not until midnight that they hurriedly rushed return.

The moonlight shines on the corridor through the window, the young man sits on the window sill, looking sideways at the crescent moon in the sky, his emotionless golden eyes show a sense of inhumanity.

"Mianmian?" Gojo Satoru, who came back one step earlier, saw Umiyamian sitting on the window sill in the corridor. He walked over, his expression obscured by the shadow, and his tone was frivolous, "Are you waiting for me?"

The boy turned his head and looked at him blankly: "Gojo Satoru, what have you been going crazy lately?"

During the recent period, Yu Gongmian has often felt Gojo Satoru's strange eyes looking at him. It was an indescribable emotion that made him feel irritable for no reason.

Why is this shift happening?Did you take the wrong medicine?

Yu Gongmian couldn't figure it out.

"Hey? What is Mianmian talking about~" Gojo Satoru stood in front of him, his height of 1.9 meters was full of pressure, he bent down, pressed his forehead against Yugongmian's forehead, and looked at Shangyu with his eyes reflecting the moon Gong Mian's inexplicably dark golden eyes said, "Can't Mianmian see it? I like Mianmian!"

"Huh?" Yu Gongmian didn't understand, let's not talk about why Gojo Satoru felt that he could show his liking for dancing in the minefield every day, but why did this liking emotion come about?Yu Gongmian didn't understand.

but……

"Really?" Yu Gongmian moved closer, and the tip of his nose touched Gojo Wu's.

Mottled gold mixed with blood color occupied the entire field of vision, Gojo Satoru heard the young man's hoarse voice: "Wu Jun, no matter whether you are joking or what, don't challenge my endurance, okay?"

He gently stroked the fluffy silver-haired head of the other party, and whispered: "You really smell delicious." The excessively close distance made their breaths intertwined, and their lips seemed to stick together when they were talking.

Yu Gongmian went back to the room, leaving Wujo Wu, who was teased but not comforted, standing where he was. After a while, Wujo Wu entered the room after hearing footsteps.

……

Worried about whether Mianmian can live in a strange place, Gojo Satoru was not in the mood when he was doing the mission today, and all the buildings at the mission site were blown up by accident.

So as soon as he woke up, Gojo Satoru immediately observed his surroundings.

This is a very old house.

Hanging on the cracked wall was a gun that looked less like a hunter than a soldier or a policeman.If you look closely, the old furniture and the half-broken chandelier hang pitifully on the ceiling, crumbling.

At this time, a teenager-sized child came out of what seemed to be the kitchen, holding a tray with food in his hand, seeing Gojo Satoru's arrival, his eyes lit up, and he showed a gentle smile: "Mr. Phantom, good afternoon."

...?How... has it changed so much?

Gojo Satoru was surprised, and greeted Mianmian without changing his expression: "Hey! Mianmian, how are you doing?"

Mianmian has been doing well recently. On that day, after Wujo Wutiao left, Yugongmian planned to sell the valuables on her body to use as the basic funds for living here. Unfortunately, as a slum, there is no place to pawn at all. .

Fortunately, when Mianmian was wandering aimlessly, the well-known good man on this street, the former police inspector, Sak found him, and expressed his willingness to take him in after learning about the situation.

"Mr. Phantom! Sac is really good! He can do everything!" Mianmian's eyes lit up when she said this, she looked like a kid who was showing off his father to his friends.

"Yeah!" Gojo Satoru listened carefully and responded patiently.

It appears he was right!Wujo Wu is proud, Mianmian should have left that ghostly place long ago, look!How happy Mianmian is now!

It's a pity that Gojo Satoru only stayed until nightfall and left before night fell. He didn't get to see Sak, who came back every day at night because he had to help others to see a doctor.

At this moment, he didn't know that he would never have the chance to see that nice old man again.