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

The world in the dream is changing rapidly, and everything in reality has not stopped.

The matter of Hui Yuanxiong seems to have passed like this. On the bright side, Gojo Gojo and Xia Youjie are still busy with various tasks, and Yu Gongmian seems to have found nothing. From time to time, he takes Nanami Kento on missions .

This made the mastermind behind the scenes who had been following them breathe a sigh of relief, and proceeded to his next arrangement with peace of mind.

However, in reality...

"These people." Putting the photo on the table, Gojo Gojo smiled smugly, "They are deliberately arranging some disgusting tasks for Jie involving personnel disputes!" The blue eyes can also imagine the brilliance of those eyes at this moment.

The root of the tooth was itchy, Yu Gongmian looked down at the photo on the table, not paying attention to the boy who deliberately approached.

Two windows and a secondary supervisor.

"How about it, I'm the fastest!" Lying on the table, Gojo Satoru forced his face into Yu Gongmian's field of vision, like a milk cat begging for rua.

With the corners of her mouth flattened, Yu Gongmian stared at Gojo Satoru silently.

Gojo Satoru sat up straight.

Yu Gongmian relaxed.

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, lay back on his stomach again, and looked up at him with blinking eyes.

Yu Gongmian: ...

Twirling her fingertips, Yu Gongmian couldn't hold back in the end, stretched out her hand to rub Wutiao Wu's hair, the boy's soft white hair shuttled between her fingers, even if Yu Gongmian suppressed it consciously, the corners of her mouth still couldn't help but rise .

"Good job, Wu."

Xia Youjie sitting next to him: I shouldn't be in the car, I should be under the carjpg.

"However." The originally soft voice suddenly turned, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious. Yu Gongmian rubbed the head under his hand, messing up the white hair that was originally docile, "I have found the real It's black hands, Wu!"

Saying that, Yu Gongmian pulled out the documents from the drawer and placed them on top of the photos.

"It seems that I am the strongest!"

Xia Youjie raised his hand: "This competition is too unfair to me."

"Hey~ Really? But I have only been here for less than two years~" Yu Gongmian looked at Xia Youjie with a smile, "This competition is the most unfair to me."

Xia Youjie: ...

Fine.

Xia Youjie shut up, and obediently read the information Yu Gongmian brought out.

"Member!?" Seeing the information on the document, Xia Youjie couldn't help being surprised.

"That's right, it's this Mr. Member of Parliament who is closely related to the magic world. He coerced and lured the two windows and told him all the things observed by the windows." Yu Gongmian picked up the topmost document and revealed the following The other copies said, "What's more interesting is that these two big figures also made similar moves."

The materials that Yu Gongmian brought out were three in total, two of which were high-ranking existences among ordinary people, and the last one was a first-class conjurer of the Garen family.

Putting her fingertips on the forehead of the person in the photo on the file, Yu Gongmian chuckled, "Look, the rats are hiding here. Even blood slaves can smell the disgusting smell of decay on these people."

"A curse master who can drive other people's corpses?" Xia Youjie held his chin, puzzled, "Why did he target me, and still give me such a disgusting task." What else does this kind of behavior do besides irritating him? Does it work?Xia Youjie couldn't figure it out.

"Jie, you have to know that the information that person has is different from what we know." Yu Gongmian reminded.

"He didn't know that Jie would no longer be affected by the negative emotions of the curse spirit with the help of Mianmian." Gojo Satoru speculated, "He didn't know that the time when we disappeared went to the Taisho period."

"Jie, think about it for yourself. Suppose you didn't meet the police officers, didn't join the ghost killing team, didn't get rid of the interference of the magic ball, and your junior was seriously injured or even died because of the ignorance of ordinary people. Despicable and ugly face, what do you think and do?" Yu Gongmian looked at Xia Youjie, her tone was gentle and seductive.

Xia Youjie was dumbfounded.

What will he do?

In Yu Gongmian's gentle tone, Xia Youjie seemed to have really seen that future, a future full of resentment, pain and depression.

He has never seen such noble, powerful, and righteous people as the Ghost Killing Squad and the police officers. I am afraid that he will really start to doubt the meaning of protecting ordinary people. Go to extremes.

"Come back to your senses." After waking Xia Youjie who was caught in his imagination, Yu Gongmian concluded with a cold face, "This unknown thing is probably trying to force Jie to defect, and then win Jie to join his team. , since I already know his existence, I don’t need to worry about the rest, the two are the strongest?”

"Try to catch this thing alive!" he said casually, twirling his fingers over the senator's head. "I want to see what it is that is staring at you."

Focusing on Xia Youjie is, in a sense, tantamount to focusing on Wujo Wu. Yu Gongmian doesn't believe that the other party's purpose of all this effort is just to win Xia Youjie over. There must be a bigger secret in this.

Ah!Don't let me catch it, I'm not very proficient in the secret technique used to check the soul!Squinting his eyes, Yu Gongmian sneered and pierced the photo of his men.

"Hmph, then let's compete, Jie!" Gojo Wu put on his sunglasses and looked at Xia Youjie provocatively, "Don't borrow the influence of Wujo's family, how about we capture this thing alive faster than anyone else? The loser has to promise the winner a condition!"

Thinking clearly about the other party's purpose, Xia Youjie also felt the anger of being calculated, he stood up, his brows and eyes were full of coldness: "Okay, it's a deal!"

"Oh? If that's the case, I'll join too!" Yu Gongmian immediately became interested, "Similarly, I won't use the power of the contractor, how about it?"

The three DKs looked at each other, and there was a faint spark flickering between them.

……

The three DKs in reality began to arrest the mastermind behind the scenes. In the dream, Mianmian also began to lurk between the blood race and humans, accumulating strength and strengthening it.

Relying on the unique and exquisite face of the blood race, plus some ways to please women learned from Sak, Mianmian's innocence and innocence are unexpectedly popular among noble ladies.

Walking among them, Mianmian collected a lot of evidence that could be used to threaten nobles.

He is very busy. At this time of victory in the different places, the ambitions of the nobles are unprecedentedly high. They wantonly drive away the vampires and mystics, firmly hold the most powerful power in their own hands, and are extremely vigilant against any trouble. .

In such an atmosphere, it is difficult for Mianmian's power to spread, coercion, temptation, mandatory contract... He used all his methods.

However, no matter how busy he is, on his birthday, he will stay at the place where he temporarily lives, waiting for the arrival of Mr. Ghost. Every year, he will make a wish: I hope that Mr. Ghost will always be with me.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, and on the day of Mianmian's 28th birthday, Gojo Wu woke up, and the palace that was obviously too luxurious was in sight.

A few days ago, Mianmian's residences were almost all hotel annexes. How come it has evolved into a palace in just a year?This speed is too fast!

Gojo Satoru walked towards the direction where Mianmian's voice was heard in doubt.

Turning the corner, what I saw was a smaller room, which was only relatively small. In fact, this room that looked like a bedroom was as big as a basketball court.

In the empty bedroom, the teenager sat opposite a boy, pointing to a certain place in the book, as if he was explaining something to him.

The young man put on a slim knight outfit, his long black hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and hung behind his back. He noticed Gojo Satoru's arrival, and turned to look at him. His divine golden eyes were instantly stained with mortal dust.

"Teacher?" Noticing the teacher's strange movements, the boy followed and looked behind him.

Nothing at all.

The boy turned his head back, and looked at the boy for a long time with a measuring look, until Gojo Satoru had reached his side, before he stretched out his hand and grabbed the boy's arm.

The silver chain climbed up the boy's arm along the fingertips, forming a bracelet on the boy's wrist.

Puzzled, the boy looked at his teacher, then he widened his eyes and said in shock, "Wait, how did this gentleman get in here!"

"Mr. Phantom, do me a favor." Regardless of the boy's question, Mianmian looked up at Gojo Satoru, "Help me teach this child, as long as he doesn't die, the rest is fine."

"Huh? Sure, is this Mianmian's wish for this year?" Gojo Satoru responded indifferently.

"If it wasn't a wish, wouldn't Mister Phantom help?" Mianmian pursed her lips, "Then, forget it." He chose to give up without hesitation.

"Hey? Why!" Wujo Wu was puzzled.

Looking stubbornly at Gojo Satoru, Mianmian replied seriously: "Because no matter what the situation is, the wish of 'Mr. Ghost will always be with Yu Gongmian' is the most important. If you can help, then forget it."

Gojo Satoru couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect Mianmian to attach so much importance to a birthday wish.

"Okay, it's not a wish, it's a personal relationship, please help the lovely Mianmian!" Rubbing the boy's hair, Wutiao Wu picked up Mianmian and put it aside, and sat down where he was originally sitting , "Okay, Mianmian, if you have something to do, do it, I'll wait for you to come back."

After hesitantly looking at Wujo Wujo for a few times, Mianmian finally chose to finish what she had to do first.

"Sir, who are you?" Seeing the teacher leave, the boy asked curiously. This was the first time he saw his teacher, who was called the Son of God, show such a coquettish expression.

"Me? I'm—" Gojo Satoru hung on the boy's appetite, "Hmph, secret! Tell me who you are first."

"I'm Messiah Polla, the fourth heir to the throne!" the boy replied proudly, and then looked at Gojo Satoru expectantly, "Now tell me who you are!"

"Oh, kid, I didn't say that as long as you tell me who you are, I will tell you. It's a secret if you tell me, it's not a secret anymore."

"Hey! Why is this!"