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Pupils are trained.

He is not very afraid of Fu Heihui, he just hangs his head sullenly after being scolded, and then sneaks to see Murata - Murata has no sense of being scolded at all, throwing the can of soda and walking unhurriedly in Fu Heihui Hei Hui's side.

The elementary school student dared to tug on Murata's haori: "Big brother, is your sword a real sword?"

Murata: "Really, you can cut eight with one knife."

Fu Heihui, who was about to stop Murata from speaking but didn't have time to think of a reason: "..."

Inexplicably, I feel that Murata is more suitable for raising children than him.This guy must be very popular with children, right?

After sending the elementary school students downstairs, the elementary school students waved at the two of them and ran back to do their homework. Most likely, they wanted to write about their impressions of the planetarium.

Fu Heihui stood at the entrance of the building, and Murata squatted on the top step of the stairs, just caught in the shadow of the wall.Fu Heihui raised his eyes and looked at Murata, who was squatting in the shadows and had already started rolling the soda can, and a guess suddenly popped up in his heart.

He walked up to Murata, squatted down, and took the cold soda can from Murata's hand: "You don't like drinking soda?"

Murata had nothing in his hands, and he blinked: "Soda? I like it, but I only like soda with a drinking alcohol concentration of more than 12.00%."

Fu Heihui was amused, and his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved: "That's not called soda, it's called sparkling wine."

Murata: "It tastes similar to soda, but in my opinion it cannot be called alcohol."

Fu Heihui didn't want to argue with Murata on this issue.He changed the subject: "Is there any place you want to go? But we are a very small town, and there is actually nothing interesting...Tokyo should be more interesting than ours."

"Tokyo isn't much fun either."

Murata stood up, stretched his waist, and followed Meguro Fukuro: "My family lives in Meguro District, and the Sky Tree, Sensoji Temple, Shinjuku, Tokyo Tower, and Odaiba Park are not on our side, it's boring .”

"And there are cherry blossoms everywhere, and the smell of cherry blossoms is everywhere throughout the year. Tourists from all over the place to take pictures of cherry blossoms are also very noisy, and people who come to visit the dojo are also very noisy."

Fu Heihui has been to Tokyo, but to do things related to conjurers.He has never been to Meguro District, and he is very curious about the boring and noisy place in Murata's mouth full of cherry blossoms.

Fu Heihui: "Will the dojo be very noisy?"

Murata replied: "Yes, because there are often reporters and kickers. The dojo in the countryside will be quieter, but there are a lot of bugs. In summer, everyone squeezes me to sleep. It is very boring and hot."

Fu Heihui was taken aback: "Why... squeeze you to sleep?"

Murata shrugged: "Because I don't attract insects. Although the houses in the country are cleaned on time, there are still insects and ants. They often come to share a room with me because they are afraid of being bitten at night."

Ah - it's an automatic bug repeller.

Fu Heihui thought of this inexplicably, and then thought of the room where she and Tsumiji lived; because it is an old-fashioned residential building, there are also many insects and ants...

Stop, don't associate with weird places anymore!

Pressing her wandering mind, Fu Heihui cleared her throat, and forcibly brought the topic back: "Then is there any place you want to go?"

Murata didn't care how stiffly he turned the topic, after all, he was a happy fan, no matter what topic others changed, he could quickly follow up with his strange brain circuit.

"Look for a place that doesn't cost money? I used up the change Shenyin gave me to buy soda."

Fu Heihui: "...Didn't anyone pay you for your mission?"

Murata was at a loss: "Salary? What salary?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

The two looked at each other, Fu Heihui took a deep breath, there was really no way to turn a blind eye to such a serious problem.He pressed Murata's shoulder, and said seriously: "There is a bounty for the magician to exorcise the curse spirit, and the bounty amount will vary according to the strength of the curse spirit. But even the lowest-level curse Ling, the bounty is definitely not low."

"Didn't your teacher tell you? Even if the teacher didn't tell you, the supervisor who led you should have reminded you... Senior Murata, you won't be deceived, right?"

Fu Heihui can't be blamed for being anxious, after all, Murata's daily behavior is really not like someone who often goes out with his brain.

Even if he was tricked into working as a free worker for three months, Fu Heihui would never be surprised.He is even ready to ask Mr. Gojo for help when necessary - of course, there are some things that adults are more convenient than him to come forward.

Murata was at a loss, Murata opened his eyes wide, and Murata fell into thinking.

Murata...

Murata clenched his fist and slapped his palm, suddenly realized: "Oh! What are you talking about? I haven't been on a mission yet, so of course I don't have a salary!"

Fu Heihui: "...?"

He let go of Murata's shoulders and walked forward without saying a word, his mouth tightly pursed into a line.Murata realized something belatedly, and trotted to catch up with Fu Hei: "Fu Hei, are you angry?"

Fu Heihui said with a straight face: "No."

He continued to walk forward without stopping, and Murata circled from his left to his right: "Fu Hei, don't be angry."

Fu Heihui walked faster, and said with emphasis: "I'm not angry."

Murata chased Fuhei in a small way, and then circled from the right to the left, frustrated: "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

Fu Heihui paused.Murata also slammed on the brakes, standing obliquely in front of him, looking at him eagerly.

Looking at his pitiful expression, Fu Heihui couldn't say anything serious for a while.After holding back for half a minute, Fu Heihui said dryly: "You are right."

"I was absolutely wrong!"

Murata cheered up when he heard the words, and actively admitted his mistake: "It's okay, you don't have to talk ironically. I will reflect on myself. This is all my fault. I will hand in a [-]-word self-criticism to you later!"

Fu Heihui: "...you are so skilled."

Murata blinked, and his intuition told him that he could never answer this question.If answered, things could be twice as bad.

He didn't speak, and Fu Hei Hui's green eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Murata.Murata was a little nervous, swallowed, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

The summer sun was dazzling and venomous, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead, and his forehead hair was wet against his snow-white skin.

Oddly enough, Fu Heihui had an unreasonable desire to poke his forehead or Adam's apple.Realizing this, he blushed first.

Fu Heihui took two steps back, and changed the subject abruptly: "This summer, it's too hot."

At this moment, the benefits of being heartless are finally well reflected. Murata immediately followed Fu Heihui's words, and his mind jumped to another place: "It's so hot—I want to eat popsicles."

Fu Heihui lowered his eyes, a drop of sweat rolled from his forehead to his eyelashes, sour and hot.

He rubbed his eyes, and his voice was slightly vague: "There is an activity center in front, and there is a canteen over there. Let me invite you. What flavor do you like?"