Oda-san's career as a magician

Whether the two teachers are idiots is another matter, but Fu Heihui knew that he couldn't resist because he was the weakest one.

Not to mention that Oda-sensei is a first-level magician, and the task is a quasi-level-[-] curse, it is impossible for him to change tasks with her, but just because he is the entourage who recovers the special-level cursed object, he is doomed to have no way to escape— —The main reason is that there is no way to resist his guardian.

So they set off in the afternoon, and when they arrived, they took a walk to finish their dinner. After Oda-sensei went to do the task, Gojo-sensei found an excuse to run away, so he had to come by himself.That's why he stood at the gate of Shanze Third High School in the middle of the night.

"Tsk, Wu this guy..." After hanging up the phone, Fu Heihui pinched the center of his brows, he still had to go in and investigate by himself.

He was really reluctant, what if the special-grade spell was unsealed!

Special grades must of course be used against special grades!

Fu Heihui, who was very reluctant, would curse from the bottom of his heart even if he stood here: "Wu, this unreliable idiot!" '

Walking on the high school campus, he subconsciously looked around for possible danger lurking, and finally went straight to the blind box that Gojo Satoru mentioned.

"..." He opened the box and stared in a daze.

The big silent event happened.

The special curse object disappeared!lost!

With a sullen face, Fu Heihui picked up the phone and dialed the number he didn't want to dial: "Hello..."

"Hahaha, is it true or not, the special-grade spell is lost? Isn't it too funny?" Hearing what Fu Heihui said, the man's gloating voice came from the other side, and it was obvious that he didn't care about it, or This task of recovering the cursed object.

After all, to him, he was really weak.

However, if he wasn't here, Fu Heihui might be able to laugh, but when he was here, the veins on his face were bursting with anger: I really want to beat him...

Gojo Satoru: "If you don't get it, you can't come back."

Fu Heihui: "Huh? Are you kidding me?"

You must beat him up when you go back! ! !

Fu Heihui, who was originally furious, was extinguished by the rain in the next second.

Youdao's peaceful and calm voice came from there, and she was condemning Gojo Satoru: "I have already learned that Kei is your adopted son in name, is your attitude towards children too bad?"

Fu Heihui breathed a sigh of relief: Great, Teacher Oda is here, she is very reliable.

Then the next sentence not only extinguished the fire in his heart, but also extinguished Wujo Wu's enthusiasm: "If you don't want to raise it, don't raise it. I don't mind if the custody is transferred to me."

Fu Heihui was dumbfounded: "...It's, it's not that serious."

There was some vague anticipation in my heart.

As expected, Gojo Satoru did not disappoint him. He was shocked, exaggerated and a bit artificial: "Eh? I bought this kid for a billion dollars! You want to be an empty-handed white wolf?!"

——He will always be that Goubi Gojo Satoru! ! !

Fu Heihui hung up the phone through gritted teeth: "Goodbye!"

on the other side of the microphone.

It was Oda Sakunosuke's unilateral condemnation of Gojo Satoru-if she made Gojo realize her mistake, she would look up to see if the sun was coming out from the west.

In fact, at this time, Oda Sakunosuke had already walked around the activity range of the quasi-first-level spell spirit that she said was her mission, but found nothing, and the spell power was not in the last day.

It seems to be a curse spirit who is very good at concealment - so even if it is her, if a quasi-first-level curse spirit with a little sense does not take the initiative to attack, she will have no way to exorcise it.

It is a task that can never be completed tonight.

Oda Sakunosuke made the above judgment and decisively went to find Gojo Satoru.

It turned out to be a good thing, and finally got together with Gojo Satoru, and found that he was shopping!

Oda Sakunosuke will not express dissatisfaction with the way he relaxes in his free time, she just found out that the progress is 0% after she has worked hard, and Gojo Satoru's progress is also 0% because the task is handed over to the students-this, produces Feeling slightly unbalanced.

But she has a dull personality and can't say anything serious, so she can only hold back by herself.

After hearing the call from Fu Heihui, she finally couldn't hold back and began to condemn Gojo Satoru.

Why is it so exaggerated, it doesn't matter at all.Wouldn't it be hard to lose it like this?

Children are the most in need of protection.

So, I subconsciously said something terrible, and after learning that Megumi Fukuro is so expensive, Oda Sakunosuke's pupils quaked: "You actually engage in human/human trafficking/selling!!!"

She picked up the phone immediately.

Gojo Satoru gave full play to the advantages of his six eyes, and pressed her hand immediately: "What do you want to do? Do you want to call the police?"

Oda Sakunosuke's hand was held with the mobile phone, the strength was amazing, she broke free but did not break free.

She could only nod: "... yes."

"This, of course, is because Hui-chan was sold to me by his family." Gojo Satoru smiled, "He is a member of the Yusanjia Zen Academy, and he inherited the ten most respected shadow spells from their family, so... ..."

It was rare for him to be so patient and explain clearly to Oda Sakunosuke.

"Besides, the magic world and the country have always been non-interfering. If you rush to call the police..." His smile was a little cold, and he seemed to be indifferent to whom he could not tell, "They won't care about it either. .”

"Even if it is a momentary attention, after finding out that there is no action, it will be ignored."

"And those old guys don't bother to let the magic world be governed by a group of politicians who only have intrigues, although they can only engage in conspiracies and tricks."

"Contrary to this, the world of conjuration can't intervene in those gray area affairs, let alone interfere with policies and the like. It can be regarded as an equivalent exchange."

So this group of rotten oranges will not interfere with those Mafia and the like, let alone ask people to end up researching drugs and so on-this will violate the regulations.

After breaking the tacit understanding between the two sides, Wujo Satoru, as the strongest fighting force, of course shouldn't stand idly by, but out of his own ideas, he would be happy to see the bad luck of the rotten oranges. Of course, this group of rotten oranges also know this, so It can only be traded, buying the results of the other party, it will not be exposed to the public, and Wujo Wu has to be kept from him.

——The longer you live, the longer you want to live.

Otherwise, wouldn't the group of ordinary people's lairs be found out by these magicians using all kinds of strange spells and investigative abilities?

Oda Sakunosuke was thoughtful after listening.

... What a ghost!

Still very disillusioned!

Oda Sakunosuke did not expect Gojo Satoru to be really caring, not only opening the door for her to use new abilities, but also reporting the modification plan for her uniform/uniform, and telling her to be careful not to construct guns/arms in front of others: this kind Creativity-like abilities don't match her reported "seamless", and who knows if she can create anything else?

"He's really a good teacher." Before going out this afternoon, she seriously expressed her emotion, and now she really wants to take it back.

Teacher Wutiao is really not reliable.

But not a bad guy.She couldn't help thinking.

"Sakunosuke~"

She looked over: "?"

"The way you fought for custody with me just now is as if I am the father, you are the mother, and Hui is an underage son who can't decide where he will go!" The silver-haired young man clapped his hands together and said excitedly, "This combination is like a family. Three bites, right?"

Oda Sakunosuke thought seriously: "Yes."

"Hahaha, let me just say..."

Oda Sakunosuke was unaffected and fell into his own thinking.

Although she doesn't seem to be married or has anyone she likes, she has indeed raised a group of children... There are so many children, it doesn't matter to raise one more.

She nodded solemnly: "I understand, I will also help raise Hui."

Gojo Satoru's happiness came to an abrupt end: "...Huh?"

Oops, play off?

*

Tokyo rice flower town.Polo Cafe.

Toru Amuro, with blond hair and dark skin, started a new day of part-time work here.

Ever since he discovered that the two dubious characters were from the magic world, his life has become more and more difficult, but when he thinks of this beautiful country, he is full of enthusiasm again.

While working, he was still thinking about who the buyer of the transaction that should have happened in Yomiuri Paradise that day was, would there be a next transaction for Gin, and where was the transaction?

'jingle--'

somebody is coming.It's normal for someone to want to have an early dinner when the meal time is approaching.

Disorderly footsteps.

There are five people in this line, and they are all adults. It looks like a company party or a small gathering of classmates.

Toru Amuro immediately put on a smiling mask: "Welcome, what do I need?"

A group of people sat by the window and ordered a lot of things, which kept him and another waitress Azusa Enomoto busy for a while.

Because they ordered a lot, Toru Amuro served them drinks first—when he looked up, he happened to meet the eyes of Dr. Ali and the five children outside.

Toru Amuro:  …

The real children in the Detective Boys waved at him excitedly, and then rushed in through the main entrance: "Brother Anshi!"

Dr. A Li pushed the door for them, and smiled embarrassedly: "Hello... these children want to come here, I'm really sorry, hahaha."

Toru Amuro brushed his short light blonde hair and comforted him: "It's okay, I made an appointment to make a new cake for them, they probably want to come and taste it."

Then he bent down and squatted down again, leaning on his knees with his hands, his blue-gray eyes narrowed with a smile: "I'm very honorable, everyone, please try my new cake and give me suggestions for improvement."

The three real children who were completely unaware of the language trap raised their hands high and said obediently: "Okay~!"

Haibara Ai and Edogawa Conan looked at each other helplessly before stepping in.

They passed the table and sat diagonally across from them.

"jingle--"

The welcome bell rang again.

Azusa Enomoto was still busy in the back kitchen, and Toru Amuro was still in charge of the front desk. He raised his head and subconsciously said, "Welcome, what do you need?"

Then he looked at the man who came in, and his smile paused for a moment.

Light-colored windbreaker, suit pants, shirt and tie, but a lollipop in his mouth...

Whether it's the appearance or the subconscious habit of actions, he is full of vigilance: Is this some new person who has a code name?Want to come over to monitor whether he is doing a good job?But the organization doesn't have any missions that need to be dispatched recently?

"?"

'The man who came in' saw his momentary stiffness, looked at him suspiciously, and then scratched his hair: "Is there a menu?"