Mr. Oda and his friends

"Oh~ oh! I remembered, that little one is not as tall as my thigh." Wutiao continued to rub his eyes: "What's the matter? Are you scared to cry by the curse?"

"It's almost as if she scared the curse spirit to tears." Thinking about the scene of being cut off yesterday, Xia You couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a beautiful light, like a full moon hanging high in the night."

The elementary school chicken who felt uncomfortable when others were praised said, "Tsk, it must be that the curse spirit is too weak."

"Wu, if there are no accidents, Miyata Hiyori will become the next elementary school girl, I hope you know." Xia Youjie glanced up and down at his friend with what can be called "loving" eyes: "She is much cuter than you Yes, in any way."

"Nonsense! I don't think there's anything cute about that little one!" Baimao shouted loudly, just like when Edogawa lost his temper and swore that he would never eat snacks again: "You didn't see her How weird is that?"

To prove it, Wujo even pulled down his sunglasses to reveal his SSR six eyes: "Perfect as I am, but there is also a small worry about teeth. That little guy looks like he came out of a mathematical formula, without any surprises. It's also unpopular!"

Xia Youjie changed his "I don't know you yet" eyes and continued to tease his friend: "Noctua said that he would go to Yokohama to have an interview with her guardian in a few days. It is useless for you to entangle here."

"Hmph! I won't allow such a little monster to sneak into the ranks of high school and conjurers!" He took out a lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it loudly: "Seriously! , Jay, she doesn't look like a normal human being."

"Forgive me for not seeing it, Xiao Rihe is at least more normal than you, Wu." Xia Youjie made a knowing blow, shook off his angry friend, closed the door and went straight to the bathroom.

The Wutiao Wuqi, who was shut out and ate a closed door, turned into a frog.

So, a week later, Masamichi Yagami, the first-year director and admissions director of Tokyo High School of Magic, "ran into" Gojo Satoru, a first-year student, on the Shinkansen to Yokohama.

"..."

The train has already started. As a conscientious and responsible adult, I can't tell a minor to jump off the train and go back to school anyway.

Noctua Masamori took a deep breath: "You still have a chance to explain before you reach Yokohama."

"I took on a mission in Yokohama just for this!" Wutiao used the facts to prove that he was not a student who was so bold that he skipped classes and dared to flirt in front of the teacher.

But Ye Mozheng felt his chest was even more congested after listening to it: "..."

Don't hit people in public, don't hit people in public, don't hit people in public!

Feeling that he was about to slip from the dangerous edge of the roc spreading its wings into the abyss, the young man gesticulated with his thighs up and his legs crossed: "The little one in Yokohama is a bit strange, I want to take another look."

"She is not using mantra power, but spiritual power that has long been almost extinct." As a ruthless professional "detector", the five conclusions have their own value.

Spiritual power has been rare in human society for a long time. This did not happen in the last year or two, but it has gradually declined since the Heian period.To this day, all human beings who can be connected with spiritual power are all born in the family of priests, and the probability of appearing among ordinary people is even lower than that of conjurers.

Well, I can't say that there are none, but most people are weak to death even in terms of spiritual power, so they are just a little more sensitive.

In the case of Miyata Hiyori, who can use spiritual power to completely kill a second-level curse spirit, throwing it into a shrine can directly be worshiped as a god.

From this point of view, even if Gojo Satoru really skipped classes and went to Yokohama to make trouble, Noctua Masamune would not be able to say that he was at fault.

"Pure and rare spiritual power?"

He bowed his head in thought: "Then the high school of conjuration might not be suitable for Miyata."

The source of mantra power and spiritual power can be said to be completely different power systems that run counter to each other, and there are also differences in strength in terms of "cleaning" effects.To put it simply, the spiritual power of the same long blue bar is more obvious than the magic power, after all, that side is the orthodox...

The delicate and expensive crispy-skinned mage like the priest is seriously inconsistent with the orangutan style of the conjurer.But now that the plan is made, I still have to go and see it.

Even if he won't become his own student, isn't a child within his protection?

The train galloped across the plains and hills, and Wutiao closed his mouth and played games with his mobile phone. There was less noise in his ears, and Ye Mozhengdao felt much better.

In the past month, the frequency of appearances of curse spirits in the Yokohama area has shown an overall downward trend, which is definitely "good news" compared to the same month in previous years.

Even if the total number of magic spirits in only one area has decreased, it is good news for the magicians.Especially in a place like Yokohama, which is not peaceful all the year round, even the first level was rarely observed during this period, and everyone got some chances to breathe and rest.

Yokohama.

"Armed Detective Agency..."

After exiting the station, Noctua Zhengdao looked at the time. Before he could look up, thick smoke billowed suddenly from the newsstand nearby. The loud noise shattered the glass windows of nearby businesses, and the debris from the explosion splashed all over the ground.

What's worse... Wutiao's classmate, who was still a hot-blooded boy, rushed away like a husky that had lost his hand.

"Five!"

The noctuid is righteous.

This is a place outside the law in the true sense. It doesn't matter if you are a magic genius or the young master of an aristocratic family, if you are accidentally hit by a stray bullet, you should lose your life or not.Moreover, there is no place to seek justice afterwards. Those social groups entrenched in this place are all professional hooligans who have experienced a lot of troubles. Who will give you an honest account!

He chased after the student's spell power fluctuations and followed closely. The vigorous adult found Bai Mao who was almost lost in a dark alley somewhere: "Be calm and obedient!"

Without further ado, he punched Wutiao first, and Ye Motha drew his attention to see that he was carrying a badly beaten black suit in his hand.

"Dare to offend PortMafia in Yokohama, you are dead!"

The social person who lost a few teeth didn't show any cowardice at all, and even yelled louder. Noctuma Zhengdao punched him again to see the Sleeping God: "Throw it to the police station, let's go."

Ordinary people threatening such a trivial matter, it is not worth his mind to change the scheduled itinerary.

"Can't you just throw it into the sea...it's so heavy, I'm too lazy to go."

Gojo looked at Tsurumigawa not far away, eager to try.

Night Moth Zhengdao has a headache-the plan goes wrong, and the students are disobedient.

"Don't pollute the water source." Prevaricating him, the black-faced teacher dragged the white-haired collar and walked out: "Hurry up, the appointment time is almost here."

Yokohama was the same Yokohama as before, no different from previous years, and the street shootouts were still as frequent.Why has the number of spell spirits decreased and their strength also decreased?

In order not to be late, Ye Mo Zhengdao had no choice but to wave for a taxi after throwing the black suit into the gate of the police station.Fortunately, the enrollment is considered to be reimbursed for business trips, otherwise he would definitely give Wutiao an extra punch.

The driver stopped downstairs at the destination according to the address given by the passenger, and the sweet smell from the coffee shop almost made Bai Mao, who seemed to be suffering from ADHD, disappear again.

"Five articles, behave like a human being, don't embarrass the school!"

Teacher Noctua's expectations for the journey have been lowered from enrolling students to not being mistaken for a large childcare facility.

If Gojo Goto is obedient, there will be a ghost. This guy curled his lips, and at a glance, he knew that the bad water in his stomach was jingling.

He should have jumped out of the car and gone back to school just now.

"It's so dilapidated. This building is even more dilapidated than my warehouse."

Sure enough, the first young master to meet did his best.Fortunately, he was really lucky, and happened to meet Oda Sakunosuke when he was free to entertain visitors.

The red-haired boy nodded in agreement with him: "It's a bit broken, especially the side facing the sea breeze, probably because there are too many winds and waves."

In the past two days, I spent a few Chinese lessons with Hiyori, and Oda Sakunosuke was very satisfied with the fresh sentences he had just learned.

However, these words were heard in the ears of Baimao who was looking for faults, and it became the meaning of Hongmao mocking him that he had never seen a storm: "Huh?"

Before he could make any more strange noises, Noctua Zhengdao threw a punch in time to save the precarious reputation of the Tokyo Conjuration College: "Noctua, I have an appointment with Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Oh! Is that the teacher of the boarding religious school in Tokyo? I know." With the idea of ​​being responsible for the sun and the sun, he tried to mobilize [Tian 1 Seamless Clothes] but failed, and the supernatural power remained indifferent as if hibernating.

It appears that both men are safe.

The red-haired boy was relieved, and greeted the guests awkwardly and courteously: "Please sit down, Hiyori is still studying, and he will be here soon."

After he finished speaking, he tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth upwards, trying to make a good impression on people - don't let people see that he has done "dirty work", so as not to be bullied for it in the future.

Wutiao took the opportunity to laugh out loud as if he had caught something: "Hahahahahaha! You idiot! You must be an idiot! After-school tutoring? Hahahahahaha!"

In the entire office, everyone watched him silently - a person who can't even read has completed all the knowledge content required by the nine-year compulsory education in just one week, no matter how you think about it, you can't use "stupid" to describe.

The famous detective lying behind his desk basking in the sun touched his glasses all over his body.

——On the site of the Armed Detective Agency, the kanban lady who laughed at my family is an idiot...Young man, are you brave?

Noctua was so embarrassed that he wanted to bump into a wall.

"Feel sorry."

He held his breath and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Shut up, five."

As if to save the icy atmosphere, the door of the president's office was pushed open, and the little girl holding the copybook respectfully bowed to Mr. Fukuzawa to thank him for taking the time to teach him, and then rushed to the front to push the door panel out for him. most open.

"Any guests? I'm going to make tea right now."

She placed the paper books neatly on the table and walked quickly into the tea room.

Noctua Masamichi nodded in his heart, it seemed that this was the Miyata Hiyori he was looking for.

"Hello."

Soon she went and returned with two servings of black tea according to the number of people.

The little girl with neat shoulder-length hair moved lightly and nimbly. After arranging the tea, she quietly stood beside the guardian and waited.

It is in stark contrast to the problem children who are shaking their hands and feet around them.

Why do good children belong to other people's families?

Noctua Masamichi sighed for a long time in his heart, the Miyata Hiyori in front of him was far from what he imagined.If it weren't for the research done in advance, it would be impossible to associate such a girl with a calm temperament and a smooth posture with the orphan.

She was wearing a small sky blue dress, with an ingenious choker with a thread-woven bell hanging around her neck, and white mother-of-pearl flowers neatly tidied her hair on her forehead.Coupled with the child's expressionless face, Ye Mo Zhengdao saw Wujo Wu in the photo ten years ago in a daze.

Yes, it was this cold look in her eyes, as if nothing could reflect her mind.Maybe Wutiao is even more arrogant, stinky, and unbeatable?

Miyata Hiyori was more merciful than him.