Social terror players, forced to become king

On Monday of the next week, according to the time agreed between Gojo Satoru and him on the mobile phone, Qi Gongcheng arrived at the gate of the school.

"Well, I was supposed to pick you up, but anyway, you have been to the High School of Conjuration two days ago, so why not come here by yourself~" He remembered Wutiao Wu's message in the message, and he didn't rely on this person. Spectrum level has a deeper understanding.

Because the location is relatively remote, high school is exclusively for boarding schools.Qi Gongcheng didn't have any luggage, so he could only stand outside the barrier with a backpack on his back.

There was no one around, he took off the mask that was in the way, and the fresh mountain air was breathed in his nose without hindrance.

"I'm here." Qi Gongcheng sent a message to Gojo Wu with downcast eyes.

The other side replied in seconds: "Then I will pick you up, the time is just right."

What time?

Qi Gongcheng was a little puzzled for a while.Just as he was about to type to inquire, the air flow around him changed, Wujo Wu appeared beside him out of thin air, dressed in a dark blue high school uniform, which made his waist slender and his legs long.

After a second of silence, Teacher Baimao exclaimed.

"Huh?" He leaned in front of the young man and looked left and right, "It's obviously very good-looking, why did you keep covering it up before?"

Qi Gongcheng's forehead twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to rest on the bent shoulder of the other party, pushing the young man back, maintaining a normal social distance.

"As for Mr. Wujo, it doesn't make any difference whether I wear a mask or not," he said.

The existence of "Six Eyes" is not a secret, and some superficial information can be obtained after a little investigation by the organization, and Gojo Satoru is not surprised that the young man understands it.

He would be surprised if Shichimiya sincerely knew nothing about the upcoming high school of conjuration.

"You figured it out." Gojo Wujo said helplessly, stroking his forehead.

Compared with the ignorant and deer-like posture when he first met, the boy seemed to have grown a lot in just one or two months, and he was able to joke with him without changing his face.

"Are you going to class now?" Qi Gongcheng asked.

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru glanced at the time, "Of course I'm not going to class, since I'm enrolling, I'm going to see the principal first."

"Mr. Wujo is so powerful, he is not the principal of the High School of Conjuration." Makoto Qigong said casually, "Then, what kind of person is the principal?"

"Since you are going to enter the first grade of the junior high school, you will be my student after that. Call me teacher." Gojo Wumai opened his long legs to lead the way for the young man behind him, "Principal Night Moth... you will know when you go to the place gone."

Qi Gongcheng followed Gojo Satoru into a building with a dark interior.The door slammed shut behind them.

In this empty building, a strong man in black wearing black sunglasses is sitting in the center of a group of naive dolls, and he is still making cute wool felt toys.

The talisman paper pasted on the surrounding wooden pillars shone with a steady halo yellow light.Gojo Satoshi took a step aside indiscriminately, and stood in the shadows.

Qi Gongcheng was silent for a while. Although the God's Prosthetic Eye can indeed see that there is a flow of magic power among those dolls, but this kind of contrasting scene still makes people don't know how to complain.

And Ye Mo Zhengdao also looked at the young man who was brought in by Wutiao Wutiao.

The silver-haired and blue-eyed appearance made him startled, and subconsciously glanced at Gojo Satoru who was standing on the other side.After all, this feature is indeed somewhat similar, including the "God's Prosthetic Eye" technique written in the information, which also has something in common with the "Six Eyes".

Whether it's the outstanding appearance or the skin without a trace of calluses on his hands, it all reveals the fact that this young man was pampered before.Yemo Zhengdao also didn't know much about the transnational organization formed by ordinary people, and only regarded it as an ordinary polar organization.

However, with such an identity, would he really be willing to become a magician to save others?

"I am the principal of this school, and the night moth is right." He lowered his voice, "Why did you come to the college to learn spells?"

Hearing this question, Qi Gongcheng thought about it and said, "Because you love learning?"

Hearing such an unpretentious answer, Gojo Satoru laughed out loud.

"Cough." Noctua gave him a warning look, making this guy who didn't look like a teacher at all gradually quiet down.

"Let me just be straightforward. Since you are closely related to that killer organization, why do you still want to be a conjurer?"

This question is much more specific than just now. Makoto Qigong did not panic, but said: "Actually, whether it is a killer or a magician, they all lead a precarious life. Maybe they will die in some mission. .If I could, I would still like to be able to help others and die for it. That would make more sense."

Gojo Satoru heard his words, leaning against the wall, the corners of his mouth slowly straightened.

For a moment it reminded him of a long and unpleasant memory.

"Your choice is meaningful." Xia Youjie, who was stopped by him on the street at that time, said coldly.

Hearing the young man's speech, Ye Mo Zhengdao was silent for a while, and said after a while: "... You have a good understanding. I hope you will not regret it in the future."

"Since it's over, I'll take him away." Gojo Satoru was only distracted for a moment just now. At this moment, he put his arm on the boy's shoulder with a smile, and said to his high school teacher.

"You should get over the event as soon as possible." Noctua said rightly.

"Yes, yes." The youthful and frivolous ending voice dissipated in the air, the door was opened and closed by him, and of course the new students were taken away.

Night Moth Zhengdao sighed.This year's freshman class should have the largest number of people in history. Including this young man, there are six people. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"It's almost time, we just passed by." Teacher Baimao said briskly.

"Is there any activity?" Makoto Qigong asked suspiciously.

"Don't you know yet?" Gojo Satoru asked back in surprise, and then suddenly realized that he had never mentioned related matters, and explained, "Today happens to be an exchange meeting with the sister school in Kyoto. If you are a freshman, you just happen to participate together Bar."

the other side.

"There are so many first-year students in the Tokyo school this year." Zenyuan Zhenyi with short black hair said, she is a second-year student in the Kyoto school, and she is a sister of Zenyuan Maki, a second-year student in the Tokyo school. look like.

"An eye-obstructing person is here." In the Tokyo school team, Nanako and Mimiko showed the same proud expressions, and the magic medium in their hands was ready to move.

"Did Yi Gu not come this year?" Aoi Todo, who was standing behind Zenyuan Zhenyi, glanced left and right at the Kyoto school, feeling a little disappointed.

"Don't underestimate us." Nagasaki Wild Rose suddenly showed dissatisfaction.

"Okay, don't quarrel." The woman wearing a miko costume with a cross-cut scar on her face patted her hands twice, attracting everyone's attention.She is the guidance teacher of the Kyoto school.

An Ge Ji glanced over the faces of all the students, and paused for a second when she glanced at the knotweed Yuren, which is the container of the two-faced Su Nuo. "Has that idiot Gojo Satoru come yet?"

"Indeed not." Fu Heihui replied, with an air of getting used to it.

"Really, I'm late every time." She frowned and scolded without hesitation, obviously she had a long-standing grudge with Gojo Wu,

As soon as the voice fell, someone fell from the sky, which shocked everyone.

"I've been waiting for a long time. I just went to pick up the new students." The white-haired teacher who appeared in front of everyone explained in a normal way.

Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the young man beside him.

At the first glance, you can notice the extremely outstanding appearance of the other party.

"Dangdangdang," Gojo Satoru made an onomatopoeia that resembled a bell, "this is Makoto Nanimiya, a second-year student who transferred to the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College today."

"Please advise me more." Qi Gongcheng bowed slightly.

Anyway, Gojo Satoru said all the lines, so he was naturally relaxed.

"Cheng, you're here!"

"Nichinomiya, so it's you!" Hiroto Hirohito's cheerful voice overlapped with Aoi Todo's deep voice.

Makoto Qigong nodded slightly to Yuzu Yujin, and he was a little surprised that Todo Aoi recognized him in an instant.

However, conjurers do not rely entirely on appearance to identify friends, and everyone has a unique magic power.Nanakiya Makoto, who wanted to understand the reason, also waved his hand at Todo Aoi in response.

Regarding their performance, Gojo Satoru looked at the young man beside him calmly, "It seems that some people already know him."

In the team of the Tokyo school, Nagasaki Wild Rose showed a somewhat surprised expression, "Finally, a classmate who fits my imagination of the metropolis came, but I don't know how good he is."

"Handsome senior?" Nanako and Mimiko looked at each other.

"I don't know what kind of technique it is." Fu Heihui set his eyes on the boy's face, focusing on the special eyes engraved on the boy.

Zenyuan Zhenyi pushed his glasses, holding the magic tool in his hand, "It looks very weak."

"The man with this appearance really doesn't look like he's going to be a magician." Panda whispered to the light-haired boy beside him.

"Salmon." The magician agreed with his companion.

The Kyoto school was also in a commotion.

"It turns out that there are still people enrolling at this time..." Nishinomiya Momo murmured, when the other party's eyes fell on her, her heart beat uncontrollably.

"It's an eyesore." Zenyuan Zhenyi turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

"It doesn't look like a member of the Misan family." Kamo Kenji commented with lowered eyes.