Keiko was cheated again

I don't know if it was because he froze while playing in the snow, or because he came out of the hot spring to enjoy the coolness, Hui secretly ate an ice cream, and he felt a little uncomfortable early the next morning.

My head was dizzy, my whole body lacked energy, my throat was swollen and sore, and the clear water-like nasal mucus couldn't be stopped like a faucet.

However, they still have to go out today to exorcise the curse spirit.

In the cafeteria, Yu Zhang Yuren brought Hui a bowl of hot millet porridge.

"If you can't eat it, just drink some porridge, and then take two pills after drinking."

The boy with the head of a sea urchin sat on the chair, his whole body slumped into a ball.

Everything below the bridge of the nose was huddled in a huge woolen scarf, and the hat was also pulled very low, only a little bit of pale skin, and raised eyebrows and eyes could be seen.

Because of the sore throat, Fu Heihui didn't want to say anything, but took off the glove of his right hand, and slowly stirred the boiling hot porridge with a spoon.

Seeing him listless, Knotabagi Youroto suggested, "Do you want to add some sugar?"

Sweet porridge should be more palatable, right?

Fu Heihui pursed her pale lips and nodded.

"Then wait for me."

Knotweed Yuren took his bowl and asked the canteen auntie for a spoonful of white sugar, and put it in front of Hui for him to stir.

It wasn't long before the day was bright, and there were not many people in the cafeteria. It was empty and deserted.The sinking chill seemed to climb up the ankles.

"Tsk tsk, if you are sick, you have to work for the master of spells." The two-faced Su Nuo couldn't see it, and suddenly appeared to sneer at the knotweed Youren, "You are quite cruel."

Kunzhang Youren said happily, "I'm cruel? Then come and persuade him to go back, and I'll give you my body."

"can."

"Except for coercion by force."

"...Don't force that to say a fart." Su Nuo stopped talking.

The pink-haired boy knew that the King of Curses thought the same as him.

He also hopes that Hui can stay in the dormitory to rest obediently at this time, but what if he doesn't want to ask for leave?You can't really tie people up, can you?

Furthermore, it was not the first time they had met Hui's temper, he was easy to be fooled at ordinary times, but it was really a headache at critical times.

Knotweed still remembers the last time Su Nuo went berserk because of Hui's fight with a real person. If he had the ability to manage it, why would it be like this?

"If you can't be persuaded, don't fan the flames there."

Seeing that Su Nuo on both sides gave up on this idea, Hu Zhang Youren put him aside and talked to Fu Heihui in a low voice.

"Look up and let me touch it to see if it's hot." Then he bent down and put his forehead on Hui's head, and Hui let him stick his head up.

Knotweed felt it for a while, and found that the other person's body temperature did not rise significantly, so he was a little relieved, "Fortunately, there is no fever, it should be just a cold."

"……Um."

At this time, Hui felt that the temperature of the porridge was almost cold, so he scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

The warm porridge had a sweet taste, but it was actually delicious, but his throat hurt when he swallowed it, and he frowned tightly before swallowing it.

Every mouthful was suffering, Fu Heihui struggled to eat half a bowl and didn't want to eat it.

Knotweed Yuren eats a lot and eats very fast.He had already swept away the things, and held his chin to watch Hui eat with difficulty. The latter suddenly put down the spoon while eating, and pushed the bowl forward.

Knotweed asked: "No more?"

The boy shook his head, pointed to his throat with his right hand, and said concisely, "It hurts."

Knotweed Yuren didn't force him, picked up the bowl and drank the remaining porridge in two or three gulps, cleaned up the dishes, and poured a glass of lukewarm water at just the right temperature.

"Open your mouth."

"what--"

Two capsules were put into the mouth of the despondent teenager.

After the knotweed Youren confirmed that he had swallowed the medicine, he opened his mouth.

"I'll finish this task as soon as possible. You hold on for a while. If you're hungry, I'll bring chocolate." He said, picked up Hui's right hand glove on the table, lowered his head, and put it on him gently.

After half an hour.

The two came to the mission site, a deserted park.

This is a first-level spell spirit that has just been promoted, and its strength is a little weaker than ordinary first-level spell spirits.

Under normal circumstances, schools would not assign tasks of this level to students, but both Knotweed and Hui were not ordinary people.

One of them is a physical monster who has mastered the black flash, the subject of the two-faced Nuo, and the other is a genius conjurer who has opened the field, and their strength cannot be inferred according to common sense.

For them, the second-level spell spirits can't play a role in training at all, and it is more suitable to leave it to other magicians with slightly lower strength.

Hu Zhang Youren rushed forward to exorcise the curse spirit, Fu Heihui summoned [hun] to assist him, while he was asked by Hu Zhang and Su Nuo to stay away from the battle circle.

Of course Kei disagrees!

It's a pity that it was two to one, and his resistance was ineffective, so he ran angrily to the wasteland more than ten meters away to observe the battle situation, so as to provide timely support.

After taking the medicine, although the pain in her throat eased a bit, the side effects of the medicine also made Hui more and more sleepy, and her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Yu Zhang Youren was unequivocal, and solved the curse spirit three times, five times and two times. On the way the two were taken back to school by the assistant supervisor, Fu Heihui was blown asleep by the hot air conditioner in the car.

When he wakes up in a daze, he realizes that he has returned to the dormitory, and he can vaguely hear Hisen suppressing his anger, calling on the phone in the corridor outside the dormitory.

The tone is full of questioning and dissatisfaction.

"...What on earth did you call him out for yesterday? He has a bad cold and his throat is so swollen that he can't eat."

Fu Heisher on the other end of the phone: "?"

"I didn't call him."

He's busy making money right now and he's not in Tokyo.

Yuzu Youruhito also had a question mark on his face, "Then who is the person who called Hui out yesterday?"

Fu Heihui was lying on the bed, almost losing the ability to control his expression: "..."

It turned out that the lie he told yesterday would be exposed so quickly, and the key was to be exposed by the two parties involved, the "deceived" and the "blame man".

The green-eyed boy can imagine that even he would probably sneer and tell Youren:

"Maybe you should ask that Six Eyes."

How to do?

Is Wutiao teacher's pursuit of him going to be exposed in such a ridiculous way?

Fu Heihui moved his toes in embarrassment under the quilt, and then he found that there was no sound in the corridor.

... I don't know if Youren is planning to go to Mr. Wujo, or to ask himself.

The black-haired boy grabbed the quilt and buried his head in it, lying on his side with his back to the door.His original intention was to pretend to be asleep, so as to avoid the eyes cast by Youren after he broke in, but he pretended to be faking, and when the medicine took effect, he really fell asleep again.

He slept so deeply that he didn't even wake him up when his phone vibrated when he received a message.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Heihui finally woke up.

He found that his hand was being held by someone, it was warm, and there was a very subtle sound of the tip of the pen across the paper.

The boy raised his eyebrows and found that the person sitting beside his bed was Wujo teacher.

He is obviously a tall man with a height of 1.9 meters, but at this moment he can only sit cross-legged at the low table to deal with documents, and hold his free hand soothingly, as if he wants to transmit all his strength.

Gojo Satoru quickly noticed the change in Fu Heihui's breathing, and when he raised his eyes, he met the latter's serious green eyes.

The man stretched out his hand and twisted the tip of his red nose, "Why didn't you tell me when you were sick? It's really the teacher's little porcelain doll."

Gojo Satoru actually regretted it a bit.

After all, if it wasn't for him, Hui wouldn't be sick.

"...I thought it would be fine if I took the medicine."

The boy's breath hit the back of Gojo Satoru's hand when he spoke, and it was a little hotter than normal.

"Don't hide it from me next time you get sick, you just want me to die of guilt." Gojo Wu tore off a fever-reducing sticker again, stuck it on his forehead, and turned to take anti-fever medicine.

Whispering and saying something else——

"After you fell asleep, Yuren came to me and asked me why I took you out, and said that I taught you to lie. Ha, I didn't even know, so the person who went out with you yesterday was called 'Fu Heisher' ?”

Fu Heihui was dumbfounded.

Why did he seem to offend three people at once...?Obviously he is the one who is sick...

Hui was silent and did not speak, Gojo Satoru became even more sour, and handed the cup to the black-haired boy, saying something pointedly.

"Forget it, anyway, Teacher Cheap is no match for the person who picked you up since childhood."

Hui didn't know where the teacher got the special medicine. It smelled very bitter. He frowned and wanted to hide under the quilt.

God knows what kind of mood he was in when he learned from Knotaba Yuhito that Kei had been made ill by him, left work and rushed to his room, and saw the boy's condition worsening and his cheeks flushed and red.

In short, this medicine must be drunk, and you can't hide it by acting like a baby.

Seeing Teacher Wutiao's tough attitude, Fu Heihui had no choice but to drink the medicine in the cup with his hand in a sad face.

"bitter……"

Hui was sticking out the tip of her tongue in pain.

If it weren't for the importance of his body, Wujo Wu would not be willing to make him suffer at all.The man lowered his head to lick away the bitterness on his tongue, and put an orange-flavored candy into his mouth.

The black-haired boy frowned, and when the sweetness completely overwhelmed the bitterness, he suddenly said something.

"No."

Gojo Satoru put the cup back on the table, looked back at him, "Huh?"

Fu Heihui repeated it again.

"...It's not inferior, the teacher is also very important."

It's Hui's own problem to hide it, it's because he hasn't figured out what he wants.

Teenager thought.

But if even kisses can be accepted without any grievances, even if you don't like it, it shouldn't be much different, right?

"Teacher, can you kiss me again? This... I don't hate it..." Hui seemed to feel ashamed, and looked down at her nervous fingers that kept smoothing the quilt.

Gojo Satoru's smile deepened a lot.

"Ah, so Megumin wanted to infect me with a cold~"

Being misunderstood, Hui suddenly raised his head, shook his head and denied, "No..."

Before he finished speaking, the white-haired teacher had already moved in front of him, with a gloomy expression on his handsome face.

"my pleasure."

After he finished speaking, he kissed her deeply.

It's sweet orange flavor.