When Outer Gods Meet Rage Gods

Sensing that things were not going well, after the three of them returned home together, Fu Heihui reluctantly called an unreliable guardian and explained in detail what had happened to him when he was attacked.

"That's it, she seems to be targeted, so the emergence of a large-scale curse may just be the beginning."

On the other end of the phone, the background sound was a bit noisy, and there were occasional violent crashes and the cracking of stones.

The man who received the call listened quietly, and replied after a while: "I see, I will go in a few days."

The situation changed suddenly, and before bringing the little girl back to her lair, it was necessary to guide the flow of some dead trees who couldn't turn their minds around, so as not to cause trouble behind his back.

Since it was the person he decided to protect, those old men could just keep their mouths shut and watch carefully.

After chatting with the opposite party for a while, teasing Hui for a while, and hanging up the phone in anger, the white-haired man's expression instantly calmed down, and the arc of the corner of his mouth sank.

He calmly dealt with the crazy mantra, and then made a call to the hardworking and useful worker - Yidizhi Jiegao.

"Yidizhi, I have something to do and I have to go see those annoying old things right now, please go to the High School of Conjuration and talk about it."

He ignored the movement on the other end of the phone, and said to himself: "I just said that there will be special new students coming in a few days, so that they can be mentally prepared."

After making all the requests, he hung up the phone willfully and smartly, leaving only the humble social animal supervisor to diligently start the work assigned by his superiors.

Gojo Satoru looked up at the vast blue sky, and said with emotion: "The sky in Tokyo is about to change, but it's not a bad thing that the heavy rain can wash away the silt."

He hummed a little song, put his mobile phone in his pocket casually, stopped thinking about taking a taxi back, adjusted his direction, turned around and walked into a nearby alley, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Three days later, there was a knock on the door of Fuhei's house. Tsumiki, who was the first to wake up on weekdays, was making breakfast in the kitchen. After opening the door, Gojo Satoru greeted him familiarly and walked in.

Tsumiki turned off the miso soup that was still burning, and asked clearly, "Is Mr. Gojo here to pick up Abby and Chuya?"

After much deliberation, there is only this answer.

After living together for a long time, she has feelings for the cute and sensible Abby similar to that of her younger sister. Although Hui Aojiao refuses to admit it, he can't hide from her the relaxed expression when he gets along with Zhong Ye.

Thinking of the upcoming parting, she obviously just got to know each other, and she couldn't help feeling a little sentimental for a while.

"Yeah, it took a while to sort things out."

Noticing the girl's sluggish spirit, Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, put one hand in his pocket and patted her on the shoulder with the other comfortingly.

"Relax, they are strong."

Enough to support them to survive in the cruel and inhuman magic world.

"I believe you, then I'll wake Abby up."

The girl with the short ponytail smiled slightly, greeted Gojo Satoru to have breakfast together, then turned around and walked to the room at the end of the corridor, knocking on the door.

After the panic in the morning, Abby, who was tidy, followed Gojo Satoru and prepared to set off. Before leaving, she and Zhongya said goodbye to the Fuhei siblings who had been bothering for a long time.

A black car was waiting on the road outside the door. Nakaya opened the car door for Abby in a gentlemanly manner. She got in carefully and found that the driver was a familiar face she had met on the first day. She was very happy to meet with him Say hello.

"Good morning, Mr. Ichichi, please give me your advice from today!"

"Ah, Miss Abbey, good morning."

Yidizhi Jiegao, who was sitting in the front driver's seat, pushed the side of the mirror and responded in a friendly manner.

God, I have been squeezed by Wutiao teacher for a long time, the cute and polite little loli is really a gift from the gods, even the unfathomable orange-haired curse spirit next to her is much more pleasing to the eye.

After all, no matter who it is, as long as it is compared with Teacher Wutiao, it will appear that its personality is much more perfect.

As soon as Zhongya got into the car from the other side, he saw the moved expression on the face of the assistant in suits and leather shoes after greeting Abi, and subtly sympathized and sympathized with him.

He sighed and said with emotion: "It's not easy for you to help that white-haired man."

This morning, this man actually asked him such childish and immature questions as "whether you will leak from the seat in the car" in public without changing his face.

If it wasn't for the conditions, he would really like to give this person some flair.

He's not a ghost, how could he be floating in a car?

...probably not.

Fortunately, nothing unusual happened after everyone got into the car, and Chuya secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He could imagine that once Gojo Satoru got the prediction right, he would probably be like the bad-tempered Osamu Dazai, holding on to this matter, and there would be no peace forever.

The vehicle shuttled smoothly through the urban area, and Abi stared intently at the shops and pedestrians outside, looking very interested.

After a while, she turned her head reluctantly and asked curiously: "By the way, Mr. Gojo, are we going to a new residence now?"

The incident happened suddenly, and a few days after that, the Fuhei siblings prohibited her from traveling, and asked her to stand by and wait for Wujo Wu to arrive.

Due to the particularity of Chuya's current state, he couldn't stay too far away from her, and could only wander around the house at most, so he didn't know what the situation outside was like.

The other party's speed was so fast, she thought she would have to wait for a few more days, and she was a little surprised.

She thought that she and Zhong Ye had unknown origins and strange appearances, that kind of big shots would definitely need stricter scrutiny, and she would not easily agree to her joining. Didn't she expect to approve their residence so quickly?

Perhaps unexpectedly, it is a good place to work. To be a god, you must know how to experience every job that is destined for you, and enjoy the fun that may only happen once.

Today, he changed into a bandage blindfold, and Gojo Satoru, who highly overlaps with a certain mackerel element that Nakaya hated most, approached the two ignorant children behind him mysteriously.

"Well, do you want to guess where we are going?"

Suddenly interested, he bent over exaggeratedly and tried to move to the rear. The driver, who was driving hard and sweating profusely, finally couldn't bear it anymore and reminded him in a low voice:

"Teacher Wutiao, this position is very unsafe, please sit back first."

This posture blocked his line of sight, and it would be troublesome if there was an accident.

Hearing this, the older child curled his lips and complained twice, and lay back on the seat, but he continued to harass the two little ones in the back seat.

Different from Chuya's angry stare and disgust, Abby started to guess following his words very seriously.

"Are you going to some other apartment?"

He drew a big cross on his chest with both hands: "No, no, I made a mistake once."

"Is that going to Mr. Gojo's friend's house?"

Because she was given to Fu Heihui regardless of her wishes last time, Abi had a better understanding of the bottom line of the adult in front of her. She suspected that the other party might want to change them from one house to another.

"Although I really want to trouble Qihai, but that guy is too serious, you must not get along, so I made a mistake twice."

Abby lowered his head in distress, desperately trying to think of other possible answers.

Yi Dizhi, who was familiar with the nature of the two, did not dare to accuse the boss of the shameless behavior of deceiving the young and ignorant little girl face to face, but secretly wiped a tear of sympathy for Mr. Qihai Jianren, a rare conscience in the magic world.

Obviously compared with Mr. Wujo, Mr. Qihai has left behind the former in terms of education and leading by example.

"Yidizhi, are you speaking ill of me in your heart?"

Yidizhi Jiegao was startled by the sudden roll call, he quickly shook his head and denied it three times, and then he couldn't bear the little girl being played with by the bad teacher, so he exposed the truth.

"We are now on our way to the Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuration College, referred to as the Tokyo Conjuration College."

Abby, Zhongye:? ? ?

"That, isn't it a school for magicians?"

Counting the known past experiences, the blond-haired and blue-eyed Ms. Gaijin seems to have never experienced the taste of going to school, whether it is in the singularity or in Yokohama, which is also a modern city.

The only impression is that when chatting with Fujimaru Tachika, the girl suddenly distorted her disgusted expression when she mentioned homework.

"Homework is the enemy of life!"

Her orange-haired, blond-eyed friend speaks more forcefully than she does when describing her turbulent combat career.

"Yeah, from today onwards, you are a student of this school, you have to get along well with other students."

Gojo Satoru cheered, clapped his hands, and added slowly:

"By the way, I am your new homeroom teacher, you can call me Wujo-sensei from now on."

"Ah, if it's Abi, I'd call it Brother Wutiao. As a good teacher who is good at listening to and accepting students' opinions, I can accept it."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Chuya's veins twitched: "Go to hell! You beep——"

"Beeping is absolutely forbidden. As a charmer's pendant, the curse spirit is not counted as a student. Opinions can be excluded."

"...Sure enough, I'll kill you."

"Wait, Chuya, calm down, the car will break down if we fight now!"

Abby hurriedly pressed Chuya who was about to start to run wild, and began to mediate between the two ends, feeling deeply bald.

Why is there a feeling of dreaming back to when Dazai-kun and Chuya met and pinched the scene?

Could it be that Dazai-kun and Wujo-sensei have the same hexagram character?

During the noise and noise, the car was hindered by the red light from time to time, and the white-haired man in the passenger seat was still provocative. Thanks to the blond girl's perseverance, she avoided the embarrassing situation of overturning the car in public.

Yidizhi Jiegao did his job of driving quietly, trying to reduce his sense of existence, his eyes were a little dim, wondering if he would be able to get there at night if he drove from here to school at the current speed?

I promised to introduce new classmates to the first-year students who are waiting at school. If you continue to do this, Mr. Gojo, they will be too late...

At the same time, they were notified early in the morning that a new classmate was coming, but they waited for a long time without seeing a single person: ...

?

Are they collectively being pigeoned by the five teachers?