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It's eight o'clock in the evening, and Noctua Moth is still working overtime.

……

Gojo Satoru's sudden disappearance brought great shock to the magic world. No one guessed where he went and why he disappeared.

Xia Youjie, who was the only one who had a clue about this matter, had an attitude of refusing to cooperate, with a smile on his face, and he was concerned about the questions raised by the investigators.

Just not getting to the point.

No choice, Ye Mo had to go to Xia Youjie in person, who saw the former teacher coming, and mentioned a few words.

"Teacher, no one can force Satoru to do something."

Although Teacher Ye Mo was welcomed into the house, it was only out of respect, Xia Youjie did not intend to confide his guess to anyone.

"He just does what he wants to do."

Xia Youjie's meaning was very clear, Wutiao Wu's disappearance was his own choice, so it's useless for outsiders to worry about it.

After that, no matter what Noctua Moth tried again, Xia Youjie pretended that he didn't understand, and nodded or shook his head with a smile.

In the end, the moth had no choice but to leave.

……

The bright white light suddenly cast a little shadow. Noctuid looked up and saw a thumb-sized moth crawling on the light bulb, clinging tightly to it.

Raising his hand and waving, the little shadow immediately flew away crookedly.

He sighed deeply, pulled out a blank paper again, pondered for a moment, and began to write about teaching-related matters.

Gojo Satoru's student, Miyazaki, is temporarily handed over to Haibara, and Qihai will occasionally help teach.

Winter is not a period of high occurrence of curses, and the task of exorcising cursed spirits is still manageable, and the headquarters also mobilized a few people to fill in the gaps that Wutiaowu lacked.

and……

The level of curses born recently is very low, and there are almost no curse spirits above the first level. This phenomenon has never happened since Gojo Satoru was born.

It's more like the situation in the magic world before Gojo Satoru was born.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo Zhengdao stopped writing and frowned: "Enlightenment..."

Where did he go, and why did the birth level of the curse spirit change after he disappeared?

It's like not in this world anymore.

This thought made Noctuid's heart skip a beat, but he immediately denied it.

No one who can attack Gojo Wujo has yet to be born, and it is impossible for Xia Youjie to have such a calm attitude.

So he must know something.

The only person who may know the truth, but put on an attitude of refusing to cooperate, this is the most troublesome.

But Xia Youjie was about to leave the world of conjuration, and the headquarters didn't intend to have unnecessary conflicts with the only three super conjurers in Japan, so the two sides could only stay in a stalemate like this.

So he, the teacher, was the most uncomfortable being caught in the middle.

The people above ordered him to get the news from Xia Youjie as soon as possible, and Xia Youjie treated him with a delicate attitude of trust and precaution.

And the culprit that caused this scene is still unknown.

Noctua sighed heavily again. Ever since he became the teacher of Wujou, he always felt that he would lose at least ten years of life in the future.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared outside the door, who seemed to be holding something in his arms, and then the figure directly knocked open the door without any politeness.

"teacher."

The visitor had short silver hair and black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Noctua was shocked on the spot: "Enlightened?!"

He just complained about Gojo Satoru's troubles in his heart, and he came back suddenly? !

"Where have you been all this time!" Night Moth asked seriously.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Gojo Satoru holding someone in his arms, his clothes were dyed red, "This is..."

Blood?Night Moth frowned.

"Let's talk about the details tomorrow." Gojo Satoru said, "Don't scold me just after you come back, I'll see you right away. ——Give me the room next to the teacher's dormitory too?"

Noctua waved at him with a headache: "Didn't you already occupy it, that floor is almost becoming your exclusive."

"Haha, because no one lives there." Gojo Satoru was not guilty, "But I won't be using it from now on."

Noctua was silent for a moment.

It's self-evident who it's for, but the group of people above will definitely have opinions. They can't make Gojo Satoru change their minds, and they will just keep annoying him.

"Take care of the troubles you cause yourself," Night Moth reminded.

Gojo Satoru obviously thought about it too, and the smile on his face faded a bit: "Yes, they are really annoying guys."

After a pause, I didn't hear what my teacher said, "Then I'll go first."

Turning to leave.

Noctua gave a "hmm" and said without raising its head, "Remember to come over tomorrow and explain clearly."

From the beginning to the end, he never asked Gojo Satoru what was going on.

"understood."

Gojo Satoru agreed and walked out. Halfway there, he suddenly remembered something, and looked down at Anna, "I almost forgot..."

Turning his footsteps, he went to the dormitory where his family was in Nitro. He heard someone in the room before he said, "Grato."

The movement inside the door stopped abruptly, and the sound of hurried footsteps approached the door immediately, "Wu Tiao?! You..."

When she opened the door, she saw Gojo Satoru holding Anna standing outside, and the question that was stuck in her throat immediately changed, "Is this blood?"

As he said that, he reached out to use the reversal technique.

Gojo Satoru avoided it: "It's not hers."

Then he said, "I want to borrow two sets of clothes from you."

While they were talking, Anna kept her head buried quietly, not talking.

Jia Ruozi agreed, opened the door to let him in, and cleaned up by herself, "What's the matter with her current state?"

Gojo Satoru: "Something happened, I'm in a bad state of mind."

The clothes were packed quickly, Jiarui Nitzi put them into a paper bag, and before handing them to Gojo Satoru, he withdrew his hand suddenly.

"Or leave her with me first."

She can take care of her and sleep with Anna, which is more convenient, but Gojo Satoru can't.

Gojo Satoru refused: "No need, I will watch."

Then he bowed his head and said to Anna, "We agreed, right."

Anna was taken aback for a moment, as if she had just come back to her senses, looked up at him, and repeated, "It's agreed..."

Then he turned his head and saw Nitrogen at home, and said softly, "... Nitro, long time no see."

Thinking of the scene of the last meeting, she smiled weakly, "It's my turn to say hello..."

Jia Ruozi's tone was rarely softened: "Anna, what's wrong with you, what happened?"

But Anna didn't answer, but looked at her shoulder-length hair: "Gazi's hair has become longer... I remember that Nitro can smoke."

Without any logical turns, it's more like saying what comes to mind.

Niatzi didn't ask any more questions, but followed her direction: "Well, I know how to smoke, but I have already quit."

Then he handed the paper bag to Gojo Satoru, "It's all new."

"Thanks."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Jia Ruozi asked, "Bring me here tomorrow for a full body checkup?"

He paused, feeling that the proposal was good, and looked down at Anna, who was also looking at him.

His dark brown eyes moved, and he shook his head slightly, "No check."

Gojo Satoru hesitated.

Gojo Satoru compromised.

"Okay, don't check, talk about it later."

Jia Ruozi: "...you can do whatever you want."

There are fewer students and fewer teachers in the Conjuration College, so the teachers' dormitory is not full, and Gojo Satoru lives alone on the top floor.

Later, several surrounding rooms were simply remodeled. Each room has a different style, and you can lie in whichever you want.

That's why Noctua said, "That layer is almost becoming your exclusive."

But the one he used the most was the original room 604.

And 605——

Open the door, turn on the light, and a warm yellow halo immediately enveloped the whole room. The duck doll fixed on the cabinet flapped its wings and screamed as if a switch had been pressed.

"Welcome back! Welcome back! Quack!"

Then with a "chirp", it closed its mouth and drooped its wings.

Gojo Satoru turned off the light and turned it on again, and the duck puppet woke up again, and started to squawk again.

"Welcome back! Welcome back! Quack!"

"Quack." Stopped.

This room was made by Gojo Satoru on a whim. Before I made it, I thought it might be very interesting. After I made it, I thought it was too noisy and I didn’t bother to tear it down, so I never lived in it.

"Well—that's it, it's kind of interesting, isn't it?"

Gojo Satoru went to see Ana's reaction and found that she was staring at the duck intently.

"Yeah." Anna took off her shoes, walked up to the doll, and poked its wings, the fur was quite realistic.

"Take a shower and rest?" Gojo Satoru handed her the paper bag, pointed to the bathroom, and asked, "I want to eat something, I'll go buy it."

What to eat……?

Anna looked slightly startled, and suddenly wanted to eat the candy that An used to make for her, but it was gone.

She pursed her lips: "Sugar..."

Lowering his eyes, he whispered, "I want candy."

"Understood, there will be, what about dinner?"

"...anything is fine."

She was in a daze for a while, then slowly put the liquid ore on the shelf, and carried the paper bag into the bathroom.

In the hot water vapor, in the blurred vision, one arm turned off the shower switch, the rustling of clothes and paper bags sounded, and then pushed open the door and walked out.

The wet long hair hung behind his head, and the ends were curled up messily, dripping water continuously, and seeping into the soft carpet.

He dragged a chair by the window, sat down, and lay down on the window sill, quietly looking into the distance.

There are drops of water dripping into the neck behind the ears, which is uncomfortable, but I don't want to move.

The High School of Conjuration is far away from the urban area, but this room happened to be able to see the bustling city center. Countless light spots piled up at the end of the field of vision, forming a small halo.

This is what Gojo Satoru saw after he came back, curled up by the window, looking into the distance, his hair still wet.

Looks lonely and miserable.

He closed the door behind his back, put the plastic bag in his hand on the table, and walked over: "Why don't you blow your hair?"

Anna shook her head: "It's too noisy."

"Really, but I didn't wipe it off, it's still wet."

"...I don't want to wipe it."

Um, is it because there are no clean towels?

Wujo Wu inserted one hand into the messy hair at the back of her head, grabbed a handful in distress, turned around and took out a new towel from the drawer of the closet, put it on her hair, "Wipe it?"

She didn't even bother to shake her head: "I don't want to move."

"Hey—I'm going to catch a cold~"

"It's ok."

After waiting for a while, realizing that she did not have the image of moving, Gojo Satoru tentatively pushed his hand up: "I'm going to move?"

"I might tear off a lot of hair, doesn't it matter?" He smiled maliciously, threatening casually, "Maybe the hair follicles will be damaged, and then hair loss, or even baldness."

"..." Anna turned her head and stared at him.

This statement was really terrifying, she silently waved Gojo Satoru's hand away, put her hands on top of her head, and blotted the water stains with a towel, an irritated atmosphere surrounded her.

"Haha, don't worry, it won't be so easy to go bald." Wujo Satoru leaned casually against the wall, continuing to scare people, "At least until——40 years old?"

... Who wants to be bald?

Anna stopped moving, looked at him through the crevice of his hair, and said dissatisfiedly, "You will."

Gojo Satoru: "Huh—? I'm the least likely."

He can keep the cells in the most active state at any time, so the troubles that ordinary men would have are completely insulated from him.

Holding the towel expressionlessly, she got up and stayed away from him: "Don't talk, it's so annoying."

Putting his index finger against his lips, Gojo Wu watched her run to the seat furthest away from him with low pressure, and slowly smiled.

If I can lose my temper, it will be better than before.

"Yeah, sorry." It sounded insincere, and then he took out a palm-sized candy box from the plastic bag on the table, "Take this as my apology~"

The candy box looked like it was custom-made, a style that had never been seen on the market, and the pattern was also weird.

The strangest thing is that there is her name in the corner.

It's like something exclusive to her.

"What?" Anna took the candy box, opened it, and found that it was full of stacked hard candies wrapped in glutinous rice paper.

"Candy, it's all handmade." Gojo Satoru said enthusiastically, "Try it? You'll like it."

She froze for a moment, pursed her lips and said nothing.

In fact, what she wants to eat is not the sugar outside, but...

Twist a piece of candy and put it in your mouth with the glutinous rice paper. After the outer layer of edible sugar paper melts, the taste of the candy itself will appear.

... this smell! ?

She sipped the candy and opened her eyes bit by bit.

The rich milk flavor is wrapped in the aroma of strawberries, and the inside is filled with a sweeter chocolate filling.

Anna suddenly looked up at Gojo Satoru, who was staring at her with his chin in his hands: "How about it, is it a taste you like?"

"This..." Her eyes trembled slightly, "It's the candy made by Ann..."

Expecting what she would say, he bowed his waist to look at her: "No, this time it was Wujo Satoru who found it."

"Hmm—it's so troublesome. I searched for many handmade sugar shops, but I couldn't restore the taste. In the end, a small shop with little reputation succeeded."

"The taste is the same, but the source is different, and of course the result is different." He closed the candy box and clicked on the name on it. "See, it has your name, so it belongs to you."

"His taste, I found it—" Gojo Satoru stuffed the candy box into her hand, covered her fingers, and controlled her to close her five fingers until she clasped the candy box tightly in her palm.

"Candy that belongs only to you."

The cold metal touch of the candy box made her fingers ache slightly, but she didn't shrink back and felt it quietly.

"That used to be his candy, but now this is yours."

Gojo Gojo let go of her hand, letting her hold the candy box on her own initiative, then turned her wrist and spread her palm upwards, "—Can you give me a piece of your candy?"

Since she said that she has nothing left, from now on, this is the first item that belongs to her alone.

It's not bad to start with sugar, right?

Anna moved her gaze to his face, and saw the smile that was about to overflow from his eyes, and the fingers holding the candy box shrank slightly as if they had been burned.

Avoiding his eyes, he simply stuffed the candy box into his pocket, and left his seat while wiping his hair: "...No."

Gojo Satoru: "..." Huh? ? ?

No, I was obviously in a good mood just now, why? ?

I didn't really want to eat it at first, but I was rejected, so now I really want it.

He turned his head to see that she had already taken the initiative to look for staple food in the plastic bag he brought back. The light yellow towel was draped over her shoulders, and a few strands of curly black hair were scattered on it.

Forget it.

Gojo Satoru decided to skip it temporarily: "Then let's talk about it next time."

"...Nor next time."

"It's late, go to bed early, good night~"

"........."