Keiko was cheated again

10 minute later.

The four of them have been entangled to the fourth floor of the teaching building.

They were standing in the corridor facing each other, Fu Heihui swept the fruit mixed with cream in their hands, his disgust was palpable.

Either way, it's so unhygienic!

Not only does he not want to eat, but he also doesn't want to kiss other people's faces!

But at this moment, the front, rear and right corridors were all blocked, Fu Heihui had no choice but to look at the fence on the left with his clear green eyes.

He made an instant judgment——

The black-haired boy leaned on the railing with one hand, and jumped up very lightly.

Knotabagi Yourhito forgot the joke in an instant, and rushed forward in two or three steps to grab the boy's hand.

"Hey! This is the fourth floor!"

He pulled a blank!

Fu Heihui fell on his back, his loose clothes swayed with the wind, and his soft hair fluttered upwards.

"Ne."

A divine bird appeared out of nowhere, and Fu Heihui grabbed Shikigami's big feet, and said to the three lying on the fence, "I'm looking for Maki-senpai to research the field, goodbye!"

Knotabagi/Yoshino/Nagizaki looked at the black figure flying farther and farther: "..."

Oops!Forget that he still has this hand.

As expected of you, zoo director!

If it is said that the first-year students of the high school of conjuration had the belief of becoming stronger because of this incident, then the four-member natural disaster group was like a blow to the head.

"You mean, Su Nuo took the initiative to attack you in order to protect a magician?"

Unbelievable.

That is the king of the millennium curse!In the Heian era, Su Nuo, who was a curse master, almost killed all the upper-level curse masters!

If it is said that Wujo Wu's strength now surpasses all curse spirits.

Then the two-faced Nuo thousands of years ago is a well-deserved uncrowned king.

He should be invincible, standing on top of numerous corpses, sitting and enjoying the trembling and submission of all magicians.Instead of protecting a human being, take action against an ally with the same position!

"The people he protects are not ordinary human beings." The real person leaned against the damp cave wall, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The man in cassock with a seam on his forehead took out Su Nuo's finger from his cuff.

"Since the wooing plan failed, the Su Nuo finger stolen from the High School of Conjuration is useless, Leo Hu, you use it to create a few super magic spirits, so that Gojo Satoru has no time to track down our whereabouts."

Their hole card is still the special-grade curse item "Prison Gate Frontier"-used to target the strongest sealed item.

Xia Youjie added, "The Nine-Phase Diagram of the Cursed Embryo also needs to be censored. The final decisive battle is about to begin, and we need more allies."

Leu Hu was still a little unwilling to give up on Su Nuo, but after Xia Youjie said so, he still nodded.

"Then I'll spread my fingers around."

"As for the Nine-Phase Diagram, they don't have high requirements for the subject. I just go out and catch a few humans."

Leu Hu turned and walked out, and within a short while, brought three middle-aged social animals.

These three people were all without any talent. Even when they were dying, they couldn't see the real person and Leu Hu, and they just kept begging Xia Youjie for mercy.

"Are you asking for money? I'll give it all to you. Is 1000 million enough? Please don't kill me..."

The real person thought it was noisy, like a newborn child, he rudely smeared the blood of one of the nine phase diagrams, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The man didn't even scream, and directly started the mutation.

Soon, there was only one super cursed creature with a hunched back, hollow eyes and bleeding eyes, one mouth crying and the other laughing.

Nagano Prefecture.

On the blue sky, a few white clouds float leisurely with the wind.

A group of first-grade elementary school students carrying schoolbags and wearing bright yellow peaked caps walked by, leaving the sweet smell of wave soda in the air.

A low-key black car was parked on the side of the road.

Gojo Satoru sat on the back seat, took off his blindfold, and pressed the center of his brow wearily.

Recently, he has been busy dealing with the super magic spirits that popped up all over the place, and he hasn't returned to school for a while.

Fortunately, most of Su Nuo's fingers that were lost before have been recovered.

"Homeowner."

Gojo Satoru didn't look up, "Huh?"

In the driver's seat, a 30-year-old retainer of the Gojo family delivered a courier to the young patriarch.

"It was sent home by your student. Grandma Yecang didn't know if it was important or not, so she asked Jingtai to drive it over overnight and entrusted me to hand it over to you."

The white-haired man picked it up and saw that the sender was Kizaki Yarose.

Why did Briar send me something?

Gojo Satoru took out his phone and glanced at the time, "Oops, I forgot her birthday!"

"However, the teacher suffers from being instigated by those upper-level old men every day. He is so busy that even if he accidentally forgets it, there is no need to send something here to make fun of it..."

Gojo Satoru also thought that there would be a big plastic snake that would rush into the sky as soon as it was opened, or a prank toy that would crawl out of the spider.

He lazily unwrapped the ribbon on the box.

The next second when he saw what was inside, the man's steady breathing suddenly became a little messy.

It was a square box about [-] centimeters long, inside was covered with a layer of black sponge mat, and on the mat were seven or eight fragments of ceramic cups.

The edges of the fragments are sharp, and there is even a little red residue on the white glaze.

The man's face was extremely tense.

He stretched out his hand and twisted it a little, and sniffed it under his nose, and it really smelled like blood.

Looking at the patterns drawn on the fragments, it was obvious that they were a pair of ugly and cute teachers and students.

They wore clothes of the same color and style, the tall man wore a blindfold, the shorter one had black hair like a sea urchin, and the two small men were standing on a small grass, holding hands.

There is also a crooked smile on the face of the sea urchin head.

Gojo Satoru immediately understood——

This is from Xiaohui's hands!

Why did the glass shatter, and why was there blood on the shards?

Gojo Satoru found a piece of paper underneath and immediately picked it up and unfolded it.

"Bastard teacher! Although Fu Hei told us not to say it, I still think it is necessary to tell you. This is a gift he originally intended to give you. Don't ask me why it broke, it's just what you think!

Nagasaki Wild Rose stays. "

"Toshiya." Gojo Satoru's overused six eyes were filled with tiny bloodshot eyes. He put on the blindfold and called out the names of his retainers.

"Back to Tokyo."

Kitahara Jun also nodded, "Yes."

Gojo Satoru leaned on the soft car seat, folded the note carefully, and put it back into the box.

With his index finger, he carefully traced the smiling face of the villain on the broken porcelain.

His face was as stern as a sculpture.

"Help me find a craftsman who can restore ceramics. I want to see this cup appear in front of me intact."

Kitahara Toshiya was keenly aware that the Patriarch was suppressing his emotions at the moment.

Who sent that porcelain cup?

Is it important to the homeowner?

These thoughts flashed through Kitahara Toshiya's mind.

He didn't ask much, "Yes, I understand."

The car started slowly, and soon left Nagano County. After returning to the Conjuration High School, the first thing Gojo Satoru did was to find Fukui Hui.

Fu Heihui is exorcising the curse spirit in a school.

I don't know when, the horror legend of Hanako-kun began to appear in this school.

At the beginning, this legend may have been fabricated by a certain student to scare his classmates, but with the spread of the students and some unexpected events, it became a frightening and terrifying existence.

Fear, fear and timidity, "Hanako-kun" absorbed the negative emotions of students one after another, and was finally born in the school toilet.

This week, several students committed suicide in the toilet, and their deaths were tragic.

After the investigation by the logistics department, Fu Heihui, a second-level conjurer, was dispatched to exorcise the curse spirit.

Although Fu Heihui is at the second level, he has roughly mastered the field, and his strength is comparable to that of the first level, so he quickly completed the task.

When leaving school, the black-haired boy suddenly found a familiar car parked on the side of the road.

"Xiaohui!"

Wujo teacher waved at him from the car window.

Fu Heihui didn't think too much, and trotted over, "Teacher Wutiao, are you done with your work?"

Gojo Satoru looked him up and down carefully.

The boy still looked fair and handsome, as if he had forgotten all about the encounter with the real person, even the pain.

"Does Xiaohui not want Teacher?"

Fu Heihui is busy saving ordinary human beings every day. To be honest, he really doesn't have much free time to think about it.

But if you just say "no", the teacher will definitely show a sad expression that is obviously fake, and come over and start to move.

So Fu Heihui said, "Think about it."

Gojo Satoru mercilessly exposed him: "It's a lie, I obviously didn't think about it."

Fu Heihui: ...

Gojo Satoru didn't linger on this topic for too long, he had other things that he cared about——

The man turned sideways, and his slender fingers with well-defined joints lifted the hem of Hei Hui's clothes.

The side of the waist that was kicked by the short and fat man at the tram station still has a faint cyan color. It is conceivable what a miserable scene it would be on this fair skin without the treatment of the reverse spell.

Gojo Satoru stroked it lightly with his fingertips, "Does it still hurt?"

Fu Heihui dodged his hand back, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's a little itchy..."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand.

He didn't mention at all that he had already sent someone to find that short and fat man, and not only returned those feet that kicked Fu Heihui twice, but also bought his company, transferred him to the cleaning department, and cleaned the bathroom every day.

The boy obviously sensed that something was wrong when Mr. Wujo came back this time.

Of course he didn't know what Rose Nagasaki had done secretly.

I glanced at the white-haired teacher one after another, and found that there was no smile on the man's face, as if something was pressing on his heart.

Fu Heihui thought to himself: Could it be that his brain was burnt out because of frequent use of no-lower-limit spells?

He hesitated for a while.

Teacher Wutiao seemed to feel much better every time he moved his mouth and hands on him.

"Teacher Wutiao."

Wujo Gou turned his head to look at him, and a smile immediately appeared on his condensed face: "What's the matter, Xiaohui?"

Fu Heihui gently kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for your hard work, welcome back."

The boy's pink lips were soft and cool, and when he approached, even the air was filled with the scent of his body.

Gojo Satoru almost exhausted all his rationality, so he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.His eyes are soft, facing such a gentle and lovely child, it is really hard not to like him.

"Teacher's self-control is limited." It was just a kiss on the corner of the mouth. He had already thought about how to arrange the wedding and what the child's name would be.

Gojo Satoru let out a regretful sigh, "This kind of thing can only be done with the teacher, do you hear?"

Fu Heihui tilted his head:?

"Ah."

Although he didn't understand, Fu Heihui still agreed.After all, other people's brains will not be burned out casually.

The man didn't want to explain more, and rubbed the boy's soft hair with his big palm.

"Back to school."