Mr. Oda and his friends

"I~back~come~la~eh?!"

Carrying a bulging bag of unknown things, the white-haired youth kicked open the door of his friend's dormitory, and then stood there in a daze: "What are you guys doing?"

At this time, three tall and burly boys and a small mascot were fully squeezed into the room of less than forty square meters.

All the desks and low tables were requisitioned, first graders Hui Yuan and Nanami scribbled wildly with their hair blown, his best friend Xia Youjie sat opposite Miyata Hiyori with a blank expression, and between them was a...textbook?

"So this, and then this, and then this..."

The little girl lowered her head to write and draw, and the textbook was heavily marked by her with colored pens of various colors: "The answer will come out."

"Ah."

Xia You was so serious, as if he had heard that the curse spirits he had finally swallowed collectively quit their jobs and ran away from home. He frowned and thought seriously: "Let me take a look again."

The High School of Conjuration does not have high requirements on the cultural level of the students, or it can be said that there are no requirements at all.In this general environment of only magic power theory, the fundamental purpose of learning has also shifted.

Everyone is a pragmatist, and the courses that have a limited effect on improving combat effectiveness are completely abandoned.Occasionally, certain aspects of knowledge are required, and students can choose to study on their own. As for the courses that must be offered according to the Ministry of Education——

Yes, it is open. The teachers are mainly responsible for supervising and assisting the school, but the students... come late and leave early as a conscience. It is not surprising to skip classes and miss classes.Even if people enter the classroom and sit down according to the order, it is normal operation to suddenly run out to do tasks during class.

After all, human life is at stake, and removing the curse in time is equivalent to saving more hidden victims. No one can open their mouths to ask those in danger to call for help after the high school bell rings.

So even if Xia Youjie's academic performance is excellent in school, compared with normal high school students outside, he is still at a mediocre level.What's more, sitting in front of him is Miyata Hiyori, who is a new god of learning in RS Academy, whose deviation value has been kept above 85 from beginning to end.

Rihe scratched his head, Rihe was very confused, Rihe didn't understand, why is he as smart as Xiayou, and there are some questions he can't do?

Not only is this unscientific, it is also untheological!

Xia Youjie: "..."

I TM thank you for looking up to me so much!

It took about 20 seconds to see the situation in the room clearly, Gojo Satoru threw the letter, and the two shoes tossed one by one: "Don't move! Wait for me to see!"

The poor low table already bears the weight it shouldn't bear, and the situation becomes even worse after the white hair squeezes in.

"Oh—so that's what happened, Jie, listen to me tell you..."

He picked up the textbook and was eager to try it, but his friend pushed his face away with a slap: "No, I won't listen, you don't know how to explain it at all, why don't I read the formula and understand it myself."

"How can you do this! You despise me!"

Gojo classmate folded her arms, like a pure girl molested by hooligans.The blue eyes protrude from behind the small round dark lenses, shining with the light of Bulling Bulling: "Damn it!"

"Stay away from me, disgusting."

Xia Youjie wished he could pay a lot of money for a pair of eyes that he had never seen Wutiaowu. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but when he asked him to make jokes, the nameless evil fire rushed to his head.

Wutiao changed his posture, and threw himself on his shoulder like a brown candy, refusing to let go: "How can you do this! Back then when I sparred with him, I shouted my name so affectionately, but now I don't need him anymore. Disgusting and distasteful~”

This long list is deeply rooted in the essence of resentful women, what's more amazing is that he didn't know where he learned the tune of Kabuki, and he just copied it word by word in cadence.

Everyone sitting here, including Huiyuan and Qihai, who were dutifully acting as the background board with their backs to the seniors, also had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Have you finally lost your mind? Or have you suffered from brain diseases in advance because of the confusion of thinking of those old-fashioned old people in your family?"

Xia Youjie picked up the textbook that had slipped to the floor during the chaos and pasted it on Gojo Wu's face, and even crushed it.

Hiyori looked around and felt that he had nothing to do with himself, so he sat down amidst the din, picked up a pen and continued to copy the half-written summer homework.

She finished her school homework a few days ago, and now she is writing the daily assignments assigned by Fukuzawa Yukichi, and the exercise set from Ango Sakaguchi—it is also difficult for Mr. Sakaguchi, who is obviously busy with the work of the supernatural business department Hitting the back of his head, he insisted on finding time to turn over the book and write questions to make things difficult for the students.

I don't know how long it took, the dormitory returned to calm, the noise of fighting disappeared completely, and two shadows watched her practice calligraphy behind Rihe.

"What is it all written in? Why can't I understand it?"

Xia Youjie glanced sideways at Wujou, the latter's face collapsed, and he almost squeezed out his bitterness: "It's terrible to write Chinese characters and Chinese poems silently! Don't ask me why I know."

Hearing what he said, Xia Youjie immediately turned back and looked at it a few more times: "Some words can be guessed at their meaning, but some words can't be understood at all."

"It's normal not to understand, and I don't understand well either."

Gojo Satoru went to pick up the bag that was thrown away when he entered the door, and peeled off the wrapping paper, revealing the boxed Daifuku inside: "Let's make do, alas... if you want to talk about Daifuku, it really came from Kikusui Temple in Sendai Xijiufu is the best, and the creamy edamame flavor is highly recommended. It’s a pity that there is no branch here in Tokyo, so I can only ask my family to make an order in advance.”

Xi Jiufu is still just making do with it, I really don't know what the incompetence in this person's mouth will look like.

"Edamame, chocolate, strawberry jam, sea salt... Huh? Why did you mix in a box of wine hearts, who will eat it?"

Hiyori shook his head silently as he dug out the food he least liked from the snack boxes piled up almost like a hill.

Mr. Fukuzawa said that it is not good for young people to drink alcohol, and the little girl should obediently abide by the boundaries he set.

"Come on, come on, five people, exactly six."

Bai Mao shoved the box under everyone's noses, and only Xia Youjie accepted his words: "May I ask how your invincible brain can calculate the magical answer that five people just divide six big blessings equally?"

"I won't eat it, you four will each have one and a half, yeah!"

Wujo took out a Daifuku and stuffed it into the mouths of the three boys one by one with lightning speed, picked up the fourth one and looked at Hiyori who retracted to write seriously, and bumped Xia Youyou with his elbow with a smirk: " Speak quickly."

"..." The ball-headed young man gave this guy a sideways glance, and coaxed in a slow voice: "Xiao Rihe, open your mouth to eat."

Sure enough, Hiyori opened his mouth and waited for the feed without even thinking about it, and a ball of white and soft snacks was quickly sent into his mouth.She subconsciously took a few bites, sweet, spicy, hot... Why did the homework suddenly become two?

Obviously only wrote one copy?

"Hahahahaha...the eyes have turned into mosquito coils, ah!"

Gojo Goku, who opened his mouth and laughed, accidentally took a backstab from his friend. Xia Youjie took the opportunity to give him the remaining two big blessings, and he was so vicious that he covered Baimao's mouth with one hand while being beaten, not allowing him Spit out.

This persistence of injuring the enemy ten thousand and self-injury eight thousand made the two first graders foolish.

Hui Yuanxiong: "Senior Xia You is so strong!"

Qihai Jianren: "..."

I often feel like I don't fit in with you because I'm not weird enough, really.

Daifuku's glutinous rice skin melts in your mouth, and you can't spit it out.Soon Gojo Satoru was defeated by the terror of alcohol, and two high school bullies lay on the low table.

"Why is little Hiyori...? Oops!"

Noticing that the little girl had slept for a long time until her cheeks were flushed, Xia Youjie was speechless, so he had no choice but to go up and pick her up like a child and send her to the next door.

After all, Miyata Hiyori is also a girl, so she can't just fall asleep in such a disorderly manner and be randomly placed among a group of stinky men.

It was a small soft mass, heavy in her arms, which did not match her slender appearance at all.However, even through the layers of clothing, he could confirm that the child had firm muscles and smooth lines, and he was indeed a physical genius with superior physical fitness.

Just... There is never a shortage of geniuses in this world, and you never know where the limits of human beings are.

Using the spell Lingtong to unlock the door, he put Riyori back on the bed in her own dormitory, thought for a while, covered her with a quilt, and turned on the air conditioner.

"Sakonosuke...#@&*%￥^!"

The little girl turned over and hugged the young man's arm and spit out a series of incomprehensible dreams. She seemed to sense that the smell was wrong and quickly flung it away, hugging the quilt and curling her back into a ball to rub against the pillow.

What a kid.

Xia Youjie shook his head with a wry smile, rearranged the quilt for her, closed the door and left.

He didn't even know that the High School of Conjuration could assign so many summer homework. It seemed that Noctua had made up his mind not to let the students sit idle and fart.I don't know if I don't look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it. It turns out that I have missed so many classes. Although I don't plan to take the college entrance examination, I can't stand the mediocre scores that are out of everyone.

At any rate, he is a quasi-super genius with "Six Eyes", Xia Youjie's deep pride does not allow him to be willing to be ordinary.A tie with Wutiao is fine, after all, that guy is a genius from heaven. As for the little girl in front of me who will cry when poked and poked, he is not an opponent, which is a bit unbearable.

The protector should be extremely powerful and invincible, how can he not be as good as the protected?

"Jie, what's the matter with you, something is wrong."

Wutiao leaned on the door panel and came out to call for someone. The young man who was standing in a daze was suddenly awakened by his shout: "Ah...it's nothing, I was just wondering if Noctua would check after leaving so much homework."

The question is like this, everyone knows that there are only a few students in the school in total, and you can tell if you haven't finished your homework by just scanning the thickness of the notebook.

"It's not that important, do you care?"

Wujo has a great understanding, and has a good ability to accept being hit by "one of my own" in a certain way.Besides, it's not that he entered the top Wutiao family of the high school of conjuration without trying to give the young patriarch a traditional education, and he was too happy to be able to escape the clutches of Chinese characters one day.Looking back at the children who enjoyed it now, I can only feel fortunate to have "the rest of my life".

Fortunately, I was not good when I was young!

He didn't see the part of the homework that Ango Sakaguchi left for Hiyori, and the Greek characters were obviously not enough.