The vest cannot be collapsed

It's hard to tell whether Brother Knottoma Zhang is more wicked or Wujo Wu is more wicked, but what is certain is that they must have a lot in common.

— in terms of immorality.

This blatant preference, even though you are Brother Knotweed, you can't be so outrageous!

Nagasaki Wild Rose slowly turned her death gaze to Knotabagi Yuhito, and pulled Fukuroe together by the way.

Knotweed Yuren: ...

Katsuobu Yuhito glanced at his elder brother who was reading on the podium, then at the dead eyes of the two classmates, and whispered furtively, "I'll give it to you after class!"

"The three of us will share equally." He glanced furtively at Haruki Yayama on the podium, and said in a low voice, "I just calculated, and after dividing equally, the subsidy we can get is more than last month."

Standing on the podium and looking at the three conjurers whispering to each other, Haruki Yoshiyama: ... You think that if you lower your voice and bow your body, I don't know that you are talking in class, right?

This trick might be useful in a large class with dozens of people, but I figured out that this is a high school of conjuration, a magical school with only three or four people, the classroom is so empty, there are only three people together Talking, are you afraid that he won't see it at this time?

"Cough." Jushan Haruki coughed.

He doesn't care how to divide the money of the knotweed Youren, but it's a bit too much to just divide the money openly in front of him.

Yuzu Youren jumped up and sat up straight, picked up the book in his hand as if trying to hide it, and pretended to read it, it really looked like that.

—if his book hadn't been brought down.

Jushan Qingshu supports the forehead.

Although the Conjuration College is a school for cultivating conjurers with abundant martial arts virtues, in addition to physical training and conjuration teaching, the school still includes some cultural courses.In order to take care of some students who do not want to engage in this line of work after graduation, cultural courses may not be taken, but they must be taken.

However, due to the extreme shortage of teachers in the college, in the actual teaching life, it is Wujo Wu who actually conducts physical training, conducts spell teaching, and teaches cultural knowledge.

Haruki Juyama stood on the podium, looking at the textbook in his hand that was so new that he couldn't see anything wrong with it in a bookstore, and deeply doubted that Gojo Satoru was not teaching culture after all.

This book is as new as it was just taken out of the bookstore.

In the spirit of being in his position and looking for his job, Haruki Jushan, who does and loves his work, decided to follow this book directly and forget it.

So Kizaki Wild Rose, who was still angry, was shocked to find that this cursed brother of Knotabagi Yuhito actually taught the lectures in a decent way.

That is to say, what he told them before was that he had been attending lectures with Polygonum cuspidatum when he was in the middle school of the knotweed, was he really listening to the lectures? ? ?She was ashamed for a second because she thought that brother Knotabaga went to attend class more than ten hours ago, but in fact, she was going to see Yuko Ozawa.

Noctua Zhengdao, who was standing at the door, was also shocked.

Wutiao Wu couldn't come to class, he threw him a big news and disappeared without a trace, he had no choice but to come to the classroom to try his luck to catch someone, but accidentally heard a class that seemed very reliable.

This curse is pretty good.

At least it is much better than Wutiaowu's lectures. Principal Ye Moth, who knows how lacking teachers in the college, was shamefully moved for a second. After a second, he quickly pressed this thought and changed his mind again. Put on a serious look.

"Dong dong."

Haruki Iyama, who was giving a lecture conscientiously, turned his head, and saw Noctua Masamichi appearing outside the observation window of the front door.

It looks like the head teacher that every student fears.

Jushan Haruki, who had done countless jobs with Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie during school, subconsciously shrank his neck in guilt, and then he remembered, no, he is cursed now.

Night Moth Zhengdao is no longer his homeroom teacher.

So Noctuma Zhengdao, who knocked on the door politely, saw him shrunk his neck and cursed with a guilty conscience, but in an instant changed his righteous look, and looked over arrogantly.

Night Moth said rightly:?

Fortunately, the other three first-year students in the room gave him face very much. After seeing the principal at the door, the three who hadn't listened carefully and were fishing immediately sat upright, read the book seriously, and pretended not to leave. Heart.

Night Moth said rightly: "Cough."

The guilty three students trembled.

And Haruki Yayama, who caused Noctua to come here innocently, looked over innocently, as if he wasn't the one who walked around the high school as a curse.

It seemed that everything that happened around him had nothing to do with him. How did the familiar expression remind him of a problem student he once had...

"Knotweed," Ye Mo Zhengdao pulled back his wandering thoughts, straightened his collar and looked at Knotweed Youren, "Come here."

"And you...together." He glanced tangled up and stood together with Katsuobu Yujin, who looked like the curse spirit carved out of a mold. He didn't know what to call it, so he had to mention it vaguely Maintaining the dignified appearance of the vice-principal, he turned and walked outside the classroom.

Jushan Haruki: ...Sure enough, Gojo Satoru had discussed with Noctua and ran away.

What is different from Haruki Juyama is the Knotweed Yujin who looks very tense all over his body now.

"How about I go with you?" There was a rubbing sound from the tables and chairs behind him, Nagasaki stood up and looked at the tight knotweed all over his body, and asked a little worried.

As a traditional conjurer, Principal Noctua must not be able to bear the appearance of a curse spirit in the Conjuration High School, even if this curse spirit is the elder brother of the school student Hirohito Katsuobu.Brother Knotweed who was taken away together could have a [-]-[-] fight with Gojo Satoru. She had nothing to worry about, but Knotaba Yuhito, whose back suddenly tensed up after seeing the principal, was a little bit worrying for her. up.

Knotabagi Youruhito shook his head slightly: "Let me go."

He had prepared for this as early as yesterday when Mr. Wutiao said that he would keep his brother.

The high school of conjuration definitely can't just let a conjuration spirit walk around freely like this. It will be a matter of time before someone finds out. It's good to find Principal Ye Moth, at least not those in the conjuration world who know that he is an old man. After the Nuo container, the conjurers quarreled together.

It's just that he didn't expect Principal Ye Moth to come so soon.

Nagasaki Rose frowned worriedly.

She has only been in contact with this curse spirit for one day, and she has no familial bond with him, but Yuren Yuzhang is her classmate who has been with Fu Heihui for several months, and more importantly, he still has the identity of a Su Nuo container Putting it here, although it is said that Teacher Wutiao is here, but seeing Principal Ye Moth's face...

The two people who stayed in the classroom looked at each other and sighed at the same time.

And Yuzu Yuhito, who followed the night moth out of the classroom, was not in a very relaxed mood.

Haruki Juyama, who was used to being hunted down by Noctua Masato who often fights and messes around, noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the expression of Knotweed Yujin when he was halfway there.

"What's the matter?" He touched the head of the knotweed Yujin inexplicably, "You didn't sleep well last night, will you be sleepy?"

"Because I'm on the single bed with you?" He glanced at the limp Knotweed Yuren, and asked tentatively, "Did I grab your quilt at night?"

Although the dormitory of the High School of Curse Art said that there were two-meter-long extra-long beds for these adolescent boys, no matter how long they were, they could not conceal the fact that the beds were single beds. It was difficult for one person and one curse to sleep last night.

Two teenagers of similar stature were squeezed into the bed, which wasn't too wide. It was a distance that could push another person down just by turning over and raising one's hand.Not to mention that the quilts provided in the dormitory can't cover the two teenagers who are still in the growth stage. It's only early autumn, and Yuzu Yujin is in good physical fitness. It was just enough for one night.

When he woke up the next day, Knotaba Yuhito's smooth pink hair was upturned, and it took him more than ten minutes to comb his hair back to its original appearance.

So Jushan Haruki's suspicion that his bad spirits came from last night was completely justified.

But it shouldn't be, he sleeps so well, how could he snatch the quilt?

Knotabagi Yuhito's voice was muffled: "No."

"What is that?" Jushan Haruki was really a little puzzled.

Is it the shame of adolescent boys after being invited by the teacher to be their parents?He looked thoughtfully at Hisuhito Knotabagi, who seemed to be a little afraid of the night moth.

Although Ye Mo Zhengdao looked very angry now, during the two years of studying in the Conjuration High School, he was almost trained to be an old fritter.

The so-called old fritters' ability is that no matter how angry the night moth Zhengdao who caught them from the whole job scene looks, the three of them can have a hippie smile on their faces.

Laugh to death, not afraid at all.

"Could it be that my class is too boring?" Jushan Haruki was still guessing the reason why the knotweed suddenly wilted.

The wimpy little tiger shook his head.

"I'm a little worried..." He glanced carefully at Noctua Moth Zhengdao, who had been indifferent to the conversation between the two of them, and dared to speak only after making sure that he didn't seem to intend to exterminate his brother on the spot, " You won't be kicked out of school, will you?"

"It's okay," Jushan Haruki waved his hand, "If you don't let me live in the Conjuration High School, I can climb over the wall to see you."

He is familiar with the way to get into the school, otherwise how did he and Wujo Wu come back late in the past.

Isn't that how you came back?

The night moth who was walking in front had bulging veins, he pushed open the door in front of him vigorously, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

At this time, Knotabagi Yuhito came to this room for the second time.

The last time he came here was when Teacher Wutiao brought him here when he was just entering school. At that time, Principal Ye Moth was sitting among a pile of plush dolls in the back, and asked him seriously why he wanted to enroll in a college.

So here... is probably the principal's office?

After entering the room, the double wooden doors behind him closed automatically, making the room dark. Knotaba Yuki looked around nervously. The dolls piled up everywhere when he came last time did not know they were put away. It was still used for other purposes, and now this room that has lost a bunch of plush dolls has a rare solemnity and seriousness that only those magic families have.

Knotashi Yuhito looked worriedly at Haruki Yoshiyama who was following behind.

"Yo," a familiar voice came from the depths of the room, "Youren also..."

The familiar voice blurred for a moment, as if swallowing something: "Youren is here too."

"Oh, two Yuren." The sound of a plastic bag being flipped came from the depths of the room, "I almost forgot, I thought my eyes were blurred just now."

It is Wujo Satoru.

It has to be said that the appearance of Gojo Satoru has greatly relieved the tension of Knotaba Yuhito, who had been tense since entering the room, finally relaxed after hearing Gojo Satoru's voice.

Gojo Satoru has such a magical charm. Although he usually seems to be off-line and unreliable, but when it is really critical or when there is no backbone, everyone will feel at ease because of his existence.

Knotweed Youruhito is no exception.

He let out a sigh of relief, the presence of Wutiao teacher means that even if there is a fight later, his brother should be fine... right?

If he knew that Gojo Satoru was directly captured by Noctua Moth Zhengdao after running away, he might not think so.

But now Yuzuhito, who knew nothing, just looked hesitantly at Haruki Yoshiyama, who was looking around strangely.

His brother was observing the decoration of this room as if Grandma Liu was entering the Grand View Garden. It is much more magnificent than ten years ago. After all, he was promoted to the principal, and the office has also been upgraded to a higher level. I didn't see it when I came last time. , I didn't expect the decoration inside to be so exquisite.

Seeing the meeting of these three people, no one felt that the current situation was very serious, Noctuid said: "Cough."

"Principal," Gojo Satoru in the back of the room finally finished chewing the Daifuku in his mouth, and looked up from the dessert bag, "You cough a lot today, do you have a cold?"

"Drink more hot water." He said sincerely.

Night Moth just wanted to push him into the hot water jar.

So Gojo Satoru looked at his gradually deteriorating expression, tentatively holding the big blessing in his hand, and reluctantly said: "Why don't you have some...?"

When he stretched out his hand, the expression on his face was extremely reluctant, as if he was reluctant to part with this dessert.

The blue veins of the noctuid are bursting.

Does he want this dessert?He wanted this unreliable teacher to realize the seriousness of the current situation, and stop bringing people into the college casually.

You can't even bring a spell.

"I want it." The mantra brought back by Gojo Satoru approached him very familiarly, took out a piece of cake from the paper bag in his hand, and even gave a piece to his younger brother Yuzu Yujin.

The only one present at the scene who saw that the night moth Zhengdao seemed to be very low in air pressure, Yuzu Yujin took the cake, and said weakly: "Is this really possible?"

Eat cake or something in the principal's office.

Noctua said rightly: "...Of course not."

He was very pleased that there was still one of these two people who could realize this.

"Be serious, Wu," he sat down on his own seat with a straight face, and looked seriously at the man and the mantra who were eating, "There is news from the mantra executives."

Why does he feel that this curse is so similar to a former bad student...

Is it true that the people who share the same taste as Gojo Wujo are all the same kind of people... Noctua Masato was lost in thought.

"Why so fast," Gojo Satoru curled his lips when he heard this, and stared at Haruki Jushan unhappily for a long time, "I really don't want to see those old men."

"I don't want to either." Haruki Jushan replied sincerely.

Yuzu Youren keenly sensed that Su Nuo seemed... let out a schadenfreude sneer?

Haruki Jushan didn't really want to see the high-level people in the magic world. Not only was he annoyed by the old men in the high-level magic world when he was Haruki Juyama, he forced the task time to be extended for more than ten years. Thousands of years ago, when he was a curse spirit exactly like Su Nuo, he also had a wonderful relationship with high-level people in the magic world...

He's overturned in acting.

When he was pretending to be the elder brother of Yuzhang Youren in front of Su Nuo before, Su Nuo once disdained his level of nonsense that he had risen a generation after more than 1000 years.

Thousands of years ago, he was exactly the same as Su Nuo, a curse who was not interested in causing harm to the world, and he didn't want to stay with Su Nuo to look at each other and hate each other, but although the fear of ordinary people as a curse constituted him , but could not see him either.

So Jushan Haruki logically turned his troublesome thoughts to the conjurers.

At the beginning, he pretended to be a weak younger brother who had been hidden by Su Nuo for more than ten years. After he died of a serious illness, he became a curse, shackled in the body of the curse spirit, and could never be reincarnated.

At that time, Jushan Haruki added some small details for the authenticity of the story, such as Su Nuo's violent temper, which was only kind to his only younger brother; or even though he was turned into the strongest by the strongest curse master. Curse, but the kind young master who has been weak and sick since he was a child has no heart to hurt humans at all; or the curse master Su Nuokong with a fierce reputation has the strongest name, in fact, the only weakness is this younger brother who has become a curse.

Anyway, it was just how outrageous it was. When Su Nuo was killing all directions, Jushan Haruki was sparing no effort to ruin his reputation from the rear.

Of course, although the story he made up was reasonable, it was a bit weird when it happened to Su Nuo, so the conjurers didn't believe it at first.But as time went by, they gradually discovered from various signs that there might really be such a person in the past, and the curse that was exactly the same as Su Nuo's may be true.

At this moment, the entire world of spells, which had nothing to do with Su Nuo, boiled.

To be able to catch his younger brother is to catch Su Nuo's weakness, and to catch Su Nuo's weakness can defeat him.

Not to mention that the so-called Su Nuo's weakness doesn't need to be caught at all. Even if the kind-hearted boy who is kind and kind to others becomes a curse, he can't bear to hurt humans. Instead, he ran away from Su Nuo and ran directly to the magicians.

At that time, Su Nuo, who was outside in a bloody storm, heard the news:? ? ?

What is he doing?

Soon he knew what Haruki Jushan was doing.

Overnight, the complex love and hatred between Su Nuo and his younger brother spread all over the streets and alleys. In the increasingly outrageous folk rumors, Su Nuo has gradually changed from a vicious curse master to a German orthopedic lover. No perverted younger brother is allowed.

After finally returning to the house after the bloody storm, he found that the curse was gone, so he called Limei and heard all the current mainstream rumors, Su Nuo: ...very good, my brother, you are dead.

The two people who were not very used to each other, Liang Zi tied the knot just like that.

Su Nuo took Limei directly to the upper echelons of the conjuration world, and hurriedly launched "Su Nuo's only weakness" to block the gun. In the story, the top executives of the conjuration world were killed by Su Nuo.

Jushan Haruki: "I haven't made it to the most exciting part - the brothers turned against each other in the past, where will justice go, why are you here?"

Su Nuo, who laughed bloodily but couldn't do anything with him: "If I don't come to stop the rumors, news of my obsession with curses and spirits will spread tomorrow."

Haruki Juyama: "Pfft."

So the two had a fight on the old site of the former high-rise building in the magic world. Haruki Juyama, who was halfway through the play and never had time to continue acting, bid farewell to the fact that he could come and go freely in the magic world. happy day.

In order to clear up the rumors, Su Nuo paid a heavy price.

——Put the gossip machine in the deep mountains and old forests to quarrel every day.

As well as successfully generating ptsd to the word brother.

The instigator, Yoshiyama Haruki: Die laughing.

However, as a curse of overturning in the middle of the acting, he appeared in front of the conjurer once, and he was rushed up to fight once with glaring eyes. He successfully quit the addiction of going to the conjurer for fun.

From a certain point of view, when he was a curse spirit, he did not do anything that humans do.

So after thousands of years, thinking of the glorious years before the millennium, Haruki Jushan couldn't help but sighed, refusing to recall his youthful and frenzied time.

Su Nuo: ...it's hard, the fist is hard.

So the consequence is that when facing the high-level people in the magic world again, there will always be some subtle guilt and uncomfortable emotions. If it is not necessary, he really does not want to see the high-level people in the magic world.

But it's a pity that now he has to go.

So under Su Nuo's sneer, the two stepped up the steps of the high-rise building together.

This building is decorated with these old antiques so solemnly, without losing its grandeur and regularity. It is considered a rare intangible cultural heritage in the world of magic. It is so close to the house planning and architectural structure of a wooden structure building thousands of years ago. Now it is also magic. There are in the family of the world.

But with these comes extremely cumbersome processes and steps.

The elder of the magic world who wanted to give the two of them a curse spirit and a blow, chose the most difficult place to negotiate.

The three of them began their long-distance journey from the first step at the door. The tall and solemn buildings along the way covered the sun on both sides, leaving only a dark path. The three people walking in the path Passing through the labyrinth-like road under these buildings, he was saluted by countless servants along the way.

At this time, Jushan Qingshu subtly coincided with Su Nuo's thoughts: What kind of broken place is this.

In the magic world that has been passed down for thousands of years, the good ones will not be left behind, and the bad ones will not be kept. Those who have been over 1000 years old don’t know how to simplify administration and take care of them. The steps made all the calm visitors full of anger.

Among the three, the only one who expressed admiration for the building in front of him was Yuzu Yuhito.

Standing alone between two extremely low-pressure people, he sighed to Haruki Jushan: "The high-rise buildings in the magic world really have a sense of history."

It is the kind of well-preserved sense of history that will be lamented in front of textbooks or folklorists.

"It's just that the road is a bit long." He sincerely looked at Gojo Satoru, who was already agitated and about to kill someone.

Knotweed Youruhito, today is also a day of amazement for the magic world.

While lamenting the inheritance of the magic world, he prayed that the cumbersome steps and the exhausting road would be completely lost in his generation.