Five classmates set me up again

Oda just wanted to fix Gojo Satoru a little bit, and seeing him in a panic, the old father's worrying habits couldn't help showing up again.

Sweetness can relieve spicy, Oda extravagantly made Wujou a cup of water with three spoons of sugar, Wujo Wu didn’t care whether this person was trying to harm him again, so he picked it up and poured it down.

"Ha——" A glass of water can't change anything at all, Gojo Satoru is still so hot that his eyes are blurred with tears.

Seeing the embarrassed look made Oda feel a little sorry.

Tian Shouzhi ran to take out the dessert: "Hurry up and eat it slowly!"

Gojo Gojo's heart trembled from the deep worry, and he poured another large glass of water.The spiciness doesn't fade away at all.

Seeing the rice on the plate, Tianshou Zhizhi had an idea, scooped up a large spoonful of white rice, and handed it to his mouth: "Would you like to try this?" The white rice without any seasoning has a little sweetness. With the big mouth stuffed into his mouth, Gojo Satoru's expression became less distorted.

"Hot, so hot!" Gojo Satoru, who had never been in such a mess since he was born, continued to mumble.

Tian Shouzhi tilted his head, is this temperature considered hot?

"Huh—huh—" Tian Shouzhi blew the rice cold for him with puffed cheeks.

Oda: "..." His mouth was so hot!It's not a waste of hands!Can't he eat it by himself? !

The anger came up again, but the creator of this scene, Oda, was furious in his heart!

Gojo Satoru of the cat's tongue ate up Tenshouzhi's share of rice before finally returning to normal.The useless meow Gojo Satoru was paralyzed on the box used as a dining table, his eyes lost their brightness.

Tian Shouzhi gave him a pat on the head: "I'm sorry, Oda didn't know that you can't eat spicy food."

Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, and his voice dragged on: "If you blow it up for me again, I won't be angry anymore!"

As soon as Tian Shouzhi leaned forward, there was a pull from the back collar.

Oda slipped Tenshou Zai Zhiti behind him like a chick, and pulled a full meter away from Gojo Satoru.

"Student Wujo, today is Tuesday, and you've already eaten lunch, should you go back to school?" Oda assumed the imposing manner of a parent next door.

"That's right!" Gojo Satoru finally remembered his real purpose of coming here, "Actually, I'm here to run errands for our homeroom teacher! It's a pity that Zhichan's conjurer talent is wasted! Come to our school to study! "

"Huh?!" Strictly speaking, Oda, who was only "born" for three days, couldn't understand what he was saying, "Conjurer? What is that?!"

"..." What happened to these two people? !Are they all blank paper? !

Gojo Satoru called his homeroom teacher Noctua Masamichi without hesitation, ignoring the deafening growl of "You bastard skipped class again today", Gojo Satoru said straightforwardly: "Uncle, your new student is waiting for you The address is——where is this place? Forget it, I’ll send you the location directly! Come here quickly!” Then he hung up the phone directly, ignoring the other party’s reaction.

Oda: "..." Sure enough!This kid was lying just now!

Gojo Satoru hung up the phone, and asked nonchalantly, "Zhichan, how old are you?"

"Huh?" Tian Shouzhi was asked this kind of question for the first time. He frowned and thought about it for a while, and then said hesitantly, "16 years old? Probably..." He remembered his father once said "If you go to school The physical body can last a few more days" and so on. If we speculate like this, his birthday should be only a few days later than his father's.

My father is 16 years old this year, so he is also——

"Isn't it?!" Wujo Satoru made a gesture on his head, and when Tianshouzhi reached his head, he suddenly fell short.

Although Tian Shouzhi was a head shorter than Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru was at least half a meter taller than him!

The damage is not high, but it is extremely insulting!

Tianshouzhi was angry: "Is your head half a meter long?!" Super fierce.jpg

Gojo Satoru not only was not attacked, but laughed out loud.

Ye Mo Zhengdao is a very responsible head teacher, and he arrived within half an hour after receiving the call.

Black sunglasses and a deep purple high school teacher's uniform were worn on his body, outlining the extremely well-trained muscles into a bulging shape, exuding an extremely exaggerated sense of oppression.

The first thing he did when he entered the warehouse was justice from heaven to punish Gojo Satoru with an iron fist.

Oda's affection for him increased instantly.

"Hello, my name is Oda, and I am the guardian of this child."

Tenshouzhi lifted his face and stared at Oda dissatisfied, what is "this child" and what is "guardian"? !He is the "father", okay?

Oda was unmoved, and sent Tian Shouzhi away with candies.

"Oda!" Tianshou Zhizhi, who was thrown out of the warehouse, slapped the big iron shutter dissatisfied.

Gojo Satoru let out a gleeful laugh: "Because you're a brat!"

"Aren't you thrown out too?"

Wujo Wuli said confidently, "That's because the teacher threw me out on purpose because he was afraid that I would cause trouble!"

Is this something to be proud of?

Oda planned to let Tianshouzhi go to school from the beginning, but they had no money and no legal status, so we had to wait until the problem of food and clothing was resolved.

However, the appearance of the magician solved this trouble for him.

Although there is no memory of being a "human", it has become instinct to deal with all kinds of troubles properly.

Oda made up a story about escaping from an evil organization, seven parts true and three parts false to cover up their sense of disobedience.

Night Moth Zhengdao made it clear that he didn't believe it, but he had to believe it.

In the text message Gojo Satoru sent him, the "not weaker than me" is enough weight.

Although there are no traces of curse power on these two people, it is too dangerous to let them hang around outside. If they are won over by the curse master, the consequences will be disastrous.

Ye Mo Zhengdao has decided to admit Tian Shouzhi into the school, but the necessary procedures still have to go.

The rusty and dilapidated warehouse door creaked and creaked, and Noctua was about to speak, when he felt an almost substantive anger coming from around him.

Gojo Satoru widened his eyes in amazement, and leaned in front of Tenshouzhi, so close that he could poke his eyelashes on Tenshouzhi's eyelids: "It's cute, isn't it? Why not?"

Tian Shouzhi was probably not used to such close contact, so he tilted his head back slightly, trying to distance himself, but when he pulled away by one centimeter, Gojo Satoru got closer by one centimeter.

In the end, instead of widening the distance, they were brought closer.

Tian Shouzhi's neck was tired, and he wanted to take a step back to relax himself, but Gojo Satoru clasped his waist, not giving him any possibility to escape: "Hey, let's talk~" The voice on the tip of his tongue twisted and twisted , Acting like a baby doesn't have the slightest burden of being a high school student.

"Crack, click..." Oda's fingers made a slight sound, and he held Wujo Wujo's back collar with a kind expression, and pulled him away from Tian Shouzhi's body, "Gojou, speak as soon as you speak , Xiaozhi's ears are fine, and the normal distance is fine!"

In the front is the Lingchi ray like an Oda knife, and on the back of the head is the death stare cast by Noctua Zhengdao. The thin desire to survive finally comes online, and the five cats calm down.

Noctua Masamichi looked at Tian Shouzhi, who was protected by Oda behind him, and frowned slightly.Although I heard it from Gojo Satoru's text message, no matter how you look at it, this child is just an ordinary person.

He asked a question: "What do you want to do in the high school of conjuration?"

Tian Shouzhi looked at Oda: "Does Oda want me to go?"

Wujo Wu was dissatisfied and said: "Hey, didn't we all agree just now?!"

Tenshouzhi ignored him, just waiting for Oda's answer.

"I think it would be better for Xiaozhi to go there." The situation in the magic world sounds complicated, but such an environment can actually protect Tian Shouzhi."My lord father", who is trying to hide from ordinary people, probably doesn't want to be targeted by people in the magic world.

Tian Shouzhi turned his head to look at Ye Mozheng and said, "I will study hard, and then I will listen to your teacher!"

The well-behaved answer made Noctuid, who was tortured by the thorns and lost a lot of hair, get on the right track, and a lot of irony and comfort arose.

But on the surface, the teacher of the people who is the big brother of the □□ is serious and continues to ask: "Then what?"

Tian Shouzhi replied quickly, with a look of joy and anticipation on his face: "Get a scholarship!" "Scholarship" is what Gojo Satoru told him just now.

Night Moth Zhengdao choked: "No, it's a later thing. The work of a conjurer is full of dangers. Even if he is killed by a curse spirit, cursed and then dies miserably, doesn't it matter?"

"No." Tian Shouzhi's tone was as casual and natural as "Do you want to eat? Eat", "I will not be injured, nor will I die abnormally."

After dying, I went to complete the agreement with Lord Izanami.This is what Izanami asked of him.

"Because, it doesn't matter whether it's a curse spirit or not. Anything that hinders me will die." In the calmest tone, he uttered the most arrogant declaration.

The familiar prickly sensation chilled Noctua Masamune's scalp, and he subconsciously looked at Gojo Satoru, only to see Gojo Satoru staring at Tian Shouzhi excitedly.

The icy blue eyes stared at Tian Shouzhi, a blush appeared on his face, the corners of his mouth curled up, and the words "want to fight" were almost carved on his face.

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

There was a sudden weight on the shoulders, and a warm body pressed close to him. Aman Shouzhi was crushed to one side, and was immediately supported by Gojo Satoru.

"It's so useless!" The thin Tianshouzhi was wrapped in Wujo Wu's arms, with his head on his shoulders and his hands clasped around his waist, Wujo Wu laughed lightly, "Zhijiang, didn't you just publish a declaration of self-importance?" ?"

Intimate actions are no different from those of a young couple in love.

Oda: "..." Let's find a way to kill him!