When the blind date is 5t5

After sending this message, I threw this bastard/protein hair into the blacklist in a fit of anger.

For the rest of your life, don't think that I will let him go!

I thought resentfully.

Then, she looked down at the cup of still warm milk tea on her lap.

For a while, I didn't know what to do with them.

Throw in the trash can?

Seems a bit of a waste.

drink it?

I also feel uncomfortable, after all, I just blocked the person who sent it.

In this way, I hesitated all the way between these two options.

When I got back to the college, I was surrounded by a group of people as soon as I got out of the car.

I don't know which big mouth spread the news everywhere. Almost everyone knew that I went on a blind date today, even the students.

Diva put her arms around my shoulders and asked with a smile, "Did the blind date go well?"

I tried to struggle, but when I was unsuccessful, I looked up at her sadly and said, "Don't mention it."

When the singer heard this, she frowned quickly, "Why?"

I struggled with this for a long time in my head, should I tell her what happened today.

But rather than complaining about them, I still want to save some face.

It's too embarrassing to have a blind date.

I sighed deeply, and summed up sullenly: "I met a liar."

As soon as the words fell, Sanlunxia, ​​who had been watching, blew up in an instant. She pulled out the long knife she was wearing and rushed out aggressively, "Huh? Someone dared to lie to Teacher Asuka!!!"

However, just halfway through the rush, Jiwan grabbed it back like a chick.

She thumped unwillingly, and shouted with a stinky face: "Let go, I'm going to chop him up."

"Do you know who it is?" Jijiwan's voice was dull.

"That's right," Sanlu immediately stopped fluttering, turned to look at me and asked, "Teacher Asuka, who did you go on a blind date with?"

Feeling their curious eyes, I silently clenched the milk tea in my hand.

The thin paper cup was pressed against the palm of the hand, and the temperature of milk tea was transmitted to the nerves through the skin, followed by a shiver.

Suddenly, a trace of inexplicable complex emotions flooded the bottom of my heart.

"Three rounds," I heard myself say, "forget it, anyway, we won't meet again in the future."

Sanlun put away the knife, scratched her cheek, "Okay."

Seeing that she would not do any more stupid things, Zhiwan let go of her hand, and patted her on the head gently, as if to comfort her.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they immediately blew whistles.

Compared with the beginning, the object of ridicule suddenly changed to the two of them.

It is said that Miwa and Mekimaru have started dating.

I smiled and watched her blushing in the booing, hiding behind her new boyfriend shyly, and sighed silently in my heart.

Young is so good.

After a while, Ueto hurried over and told me to go to the principal's office.

I waved my hand and prepared to say goodbye to the students.

Just as he was about to leave, Sanlun's firm promise sounded in his ears, "Teacher, if you are being bullied by someone, you must tell me."

"Even if I'm a waste, I will risk my life to get revenge on him."

I stopped and turned to look at her.

I saw a flame burning in the girl's clean and clear pupils.

I am very moved by her kindness, but I don't need her to do this for me.

So I lowered my eyes and said in a warm voice, "Three rounds, thank you."

Sanlun retorted on the spot, her choked voice filled with gratitude, "No, we should thank the teacher. Thank you for saving the mechanical pill."

After finishing speaking, she took the mechanical pill and bowed deeply to me.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

I watched their actions at a loss, and a question floated in my heart:

Have I saved the mechanical pill?

——*——

When he came to the principal's office again, the principal of Leyan Temple didn't have the slightest wave of emotion on his face, as if he didn't know the failure of the blind date.

But how is this possible?

I resolutely gave up the noble manners I had been taught since I was a child, kicked my legs, and sat lazily on the wooden chair.

Seeing that he was still ignoring me and drinking tea slowly, I chose to take the initiative and said: "Old man, don't arrange blind dates for me anymore."

"At the moment," I say this in a very firm tone, "I have no intention of getting married!"

Regarding this, the principal of Leyan Temple put down the teacup in his hand and gave me a complicated look.

After a long silence, he ordered stubbornly: "If you have no plans, you must get married."

When I heard it, I jumped up from the wooden chair in a hurry, "Why?!!"

The principal of Leyan Temple stroked the raised pattern on the teacup with his fingertips, his old voice was rare and weak, "Asuka... I can no longer protect you."

I froze in place immediately, and murmured in a daze, "Grandpa?"

"Whether it's that guy Wu, or Qi Hai and other magicians above the first level," he continued in a low voice, with signs of death slowly showing on his wrinkled face, "While I'm still While you are alive, hurry up and find someone to marry and let him protect you."

He paused for a moment, with a little sadness and guilt quietly showing between his brows, "This is the only request that Grandpa will ask you."

As soon as the words fell, an unimaginably terrifying curse breath erupted from behind me.

I looked back in cold sweat, and a pale face that was familiar enough to make my scalp tingle suddenly appeared in my sight.

I saw it staring at me madly and sickly with its eyes full of blood and tears, its voice hissing like a snake.

"Don't refuse anyone's request!"

In an instant, there was a sharp pain like a crushing bone, wantonly making trouble in my body.

The strength was suddenly withdrawn, my legs went limp, and my body twitched and fell directly to the ground.

Even, for a moment, I really saw the sickle of the god of death hanging with many bones.

Consciousness gradually fell into a trance, I said in a panic, my hoarse voice seemed to be mixed with thick blood, "I promise you."

After finishing speaking, there was a gentle touch on my head, and a gentle female voice echoed in my ears, "Asuka, my good boy."

"You must be like Dad, agree to anyone's request and call for help."

"it is good."

——*——

that night.

I sat at my desk and quietly recorded what happened today in my diary.

After picking up the pen and writing the last word, I threw the pen casually and lay down on the table exhausted.

Under the warm yellow light, I repeatedly recalled the conversation with my grandfather.

Excluding the last obsessive request, there is another layer of meaning hidden in his other sentences.

I thought about it calmly and finally came to a conclusion.

Someone in the family wants to harm me. Grandpa hopes that I will quickly find someone with high force value as a backer.

Thinking of this, I began to worry about which other first-level conjurers I knew.

Immediately afterwards, a name suddenly popped up in my mind.

Five enlightenment.