Goujin has something to say

The spellcaster looks thin and thin, but he is also a quasi-first-level spellcaster after all, and his physical strength is actually quite good.

Fukagawa Kirei's figure was probably a little smaller than him, and the movement of holding the dog's thorny wrist was a bit difficult. If the spellcaster was willing, he could break his hand from Fukagawa Kirei's suppression with a little force.

But he didn't do that, he just raised his head and kissed Fukagawa Kirei's eyes.

The girl's fingertips lightly brushed his collarbone through his collar, and landed on the front button, and the two of them breathed slightly hurriedly.

Fukagawa Kirei lowered his eyes: "Thorn-kun."

Goujuji felt that his position and hers should be switched, he lightly supported his body, the quilt slid down slightly, Fukagawa Kirei pressed his waist with one hand, and pressed his cheek with the other.

The spellcaster turned his head and kissed her palm: "Tomorrow."

There is no way to do security measures today, he has no habit of preparing in the room.

"Not tomorrow." Fukagawa Kirei frowned: "I can go buy it."

The shirt that has been unbuttoned two buttons is loose, the teeth marks on the neck are ambiguous, and the light-colored short hair of the dog is stroked back by her. When he saw his girlfriend's red eyes, the spell master felt a little helpless. The lower lip was bitten hard.

Fukagawa Kirei's voice was ambiguous: "Tankey-kun, you need to open your mouth at this time."

The long night is long, and no one should disturb it.

The young man was actually of the more conservative side. The two of them had just rolled into the opened quilt when there was a sudden knock on the door of Dog Curly Thorn's bedroom.

Dog Curly Thorn & Fukagawa Kirei:  ………

Fukagawa Kirei covered the ears of the dog, ignoring the knock on the door, and the dog patted her on the back, indicating that today is over.

Reluctantly, the girl sat up from the bed, slowly put on her slippers, and was about to move over to Ansha, that guy who doesn't care about the situation and disturbs others.

The dog curly coughed lightly and sat up behind Fukagawa Kirei. The boy pressed the back of his neck, adjusted his breathing and at the same time the roots of his ears turned red.

A tooth mark on the neck felt a little painful, and the dog curly thorn blinked slowly, unable to restrain his thoughts from spreading out.

...Let's get ready in the dormitory.

He followed Fukagawa Kirei to the entrance, wrapped his arms around Fukagawa Kirei's waist from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder, feeling a little weak all over.

Fukagawa Kirei opened the door, and before the panda knocked on the door was fully put down, it met its murderous gaze.

The lights in the corridor poured into the room, and the panda saw the situation inside the house clearly.

The small dim light set off the ambiguous atmosphere, the corners of Fukagawa Kirei's eyes were red, his clothes were a little messy, and his long, smooth hair was frizzed for some reason; the dog around her, Curly, was not wearing a coat, and his black uniform was thrown on the sofa On the top, the top two collars of the white shirt were unbuttoned, and some ambiguous marks could be vaguely seen on the neck.

What's more, their inseparable action, just off the high-speed wheels, directly ran over the panda's face.

The eloquent Fat Da got stuck: "I, you, her, this..."

"Salmon roe." The tail of the dog curly thorn was elongated, and it seemed to be more lazy than usual, like an unsatisfied and dissatisfied cat.

Fukagawa Kirei put his hand on the hand of the dog, and merged his own hand into the boy's hand: "Unfortunately——"

At that moment, the super-level curse who is good at associating thought of an indescribable scene, he jumped back a few steps: "...Did I disturb you?"

After Panda asked, she realized that she was asking knowingly. Fukagawa Kirei was a little itchy from the dog's short curly hair, and her voice was also a little puzzled.

"It's really not that coincidental."

Obviously Mr. Thorn was shaken with great difficulty, and he was about to reach the final step, and such an accident happened again.

Fatty was silent.

Pan Da took a step back, trying to restart his brain.

Tomoki sighed, he rubbed Fukagawa Kirei's neck, and refused to speak to his classmate.

"...Pang Da." Fukagawa Kirei was a little itchy from being rubbed, and tilted his head to the side: "What can I do with Mr. Thorn?"

If the answer is something like "I'm here to talk to the dog Curlythorn", she will permanently block Panda in his heart.

"No, I came for you." Panda was in a trance, and he clarified his purpose: "Wu asked you to go to teaching building 101. He just fished out the boy who ate the special curse. I have something to ask." you."

As for why he was called Fukagawa Kirei at Gou Juanji's side, the panda knocked on the latter's door for a long time and didn't reply, so he came to Gou Juanji's place to try his luck.

——Who would have thought that the situation would be so embarrassing! !

Fukagawa Kirei was stunned for a moment, she digested the panda's words, and then quickly thought of the boy she met not long ago.

The tears are no longer flowing, and the eyes seem a little astringent. Just now, the girl did not feel dry due to the loss of water after a sticky kiss.

"I thought you conjurers would deal with him, after all, he is the king of curses."

The panda scratched his cheek: "It's a reprieve, because that child seems to be able to keep himself awake. Wu said that he would try to swallow a few more fingers before being expelled."

...wow, container?

The girl felt sympathy for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.

After all, every family (referring to the world of cursing) has hard-to-recite scriptures, who let too many chickens can't beat the king of curses.

She thought of the light-colored soul of a benevolent person at first glance, and nodded with some pity: "Then wait a moment, I will go there right away."

In front of the panda, Fukagawa Kirei closed the door with a "slap", and she raised her hand to stroke the dog's curly, soft short hair.

"Mr. Thorn let go, I'll tidy up my clothes." She didn't give up, she gently scratched his palm with her fingertips: "If you come back, can you continue?"

The dog curly raised his head, and his chin rested on Fukagawa Kirei's shoulder: "...dried bonito."

Fukagawa Kirei was 100% depressed.

The boy let go of his hand, and Fukagawa Kirei straightened the wrinkled skirt, and straightened his clothes again. Just as he was about to open the door, he was held down by the dog.

"Salmon roe."

After the dog curly thorn finished speaking, he fastened the two buttons on the neckline slowly, the hickey marks and tooth marks were completely covered by the high collar, and then the boy went to pick up the high school uniform on the sofa and put it on his body.

"Salmon roe." I'm with you.

Of course, Fukagawa Kirei had no objection. After opening the door, she quickly rejected the panda's (unspoken) invitation to go with her, and walked out of the dormitory building, holding the hand of the dog.

The remaining panda was critically hit by a single arrow on the spot, and the super-class curse felt that his life had left a strong shadow.

Gou Juicing held her hand tightly, feeling that the temperature in her palm was a little cold: "Kelp?"

"Huh? It's okay, it's actually not cold."

After all, it is almost summer, and even at night it does not feel cold.Gou Makiji glanced at Fukagawa Kirei, then sighed softly, and took her hand into his pocket.

——So when Gojo Satoru saw the person he called and his students appearing in this way, he couldn't maintain his expression for a moment.

"good relationship."

"Salmon roe."

"Of course—"

Fukagawa Kirei couldn't wait to go back to the room, so he asked straight to the point: "Is there anything Mr. Gojo wants from me?"

"I'm here to ask you..." Gojo Satoru adjusted his expression, his voice was a little serious: "Little Kirei, is Su Nuo's soul combustible?"

Fukagawa Kirei thought he heard it wrong: "Huh?"

The dog curly spine frowned: "Muyuhua!"

Gojo Gojo twisted his wrist, pressed his shoulders and turned him in one direction: "Tanny, you have to let little Kirei have his own space—"

"Mr. Gojo, I don't need it, please let me stick to Mr. Thorn." Kirei Fukagawa was expressionless, and she felt her eyes that were about to dry up from crying: "But I can also understand that single dogs have no way to empathize." Get into that mood."

This time, Wujo Wuyu was speechless.

Goujuanji whispered "Muyuhua" in Fukagawa Kirei's ear. Although he himself had never been in contact with the famous curse king, Double-faced Sunuo, everyone knew his danger.

"However, regarding the question of Su Nuo's soul, my answer is yes, but I won't do that." Fukagawa Kirei did not avoid the dog roll, and directly pointed out to Gojo Gojo who asked: "The soul of the cursed king The color is too terrifying, it will definitely come back, I will not dedicate my life for the mistakes of the conjurer."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and touched his chin, the young man bent down to get closer to Fukagawa Kirei, and Goumaki took a step forward and stood in front of Fukagawa Kirei vigilantly.

Gojo Satoru said sadly: "Isn't it, why don't you trust the teacher so much?"

The dog curly spine is serious: "Muyuhua."

Fukagawa Kirei poked his head out from the dog's right shoulder: "Speaking of which, is that person alright?"

Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "It's okay, live like a dragon and a tiger."

Gouzuchi held Fukagawa Kirei's hand tightly, and Fukagawa Kirei calmly shook it back, and she softly comforted Gouzuchi's ear: "It's okay, Mr. Tochi, they can't force me to do this kind of thing. "

The worry between Gou Juanji's brows did not fade away, he looked at Gojo Wu: "Kelp?"

He also knew from Fu Heihui that the student named Yu Zhang You Ren swallowed the super-grade spell.

"Will the special-grade cursed object remain in the stomach after being eaten?" Fukagawa Kirei asked an insignificant question: "It's a little...disgusting."

"Let the knotweed Youren swallow twenty fingers, and then kill the knotweed Youren, and the two-faced Su Nuo will never be alive... That's what the group of rotten oranges planned."

"After all, I don't want to cause casualties to innocent people—so try your luck with Kirei~"

The dog curly spine shook his head, he even showed a trace of hostility towards the teacher.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand to admit defeat: "Well, forget it, just pretend that I didn't say... By the way, go straight from here to the entrance of the second building and turn, there is someone looking for you."

Fukagawa Kirei:?

The location was in the campus, and Fukagawa Kirei felt that Gojo Satoru would not harm her, so he prepared to go there with a slight guess in his heart.

"Ji." Osamu Dazai suddenly called to the dog Curl Ji who was going to follow him: "Stay here for a while, I have something to tell you."

Gojo Satoru looked at Fukagawa Kirei who stopped in his tracks again, but he said to Gou Makiji: "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

The dog curled his lips and pursed his lips, and the boy stopped in his tracks.

Fukagawa Kirei turned around and gave him a hug: "I'll be right back."

Her footsteps stopped next to a shorter building, a figure was sitting on the eaves, the knife in her hand drew afterimages under the moonlight.

Fukagawa Kirei looked up, while Dazai looked down at her.

"Yeah." A smile spread across the boy's expressionless face, and the dagger landed safely in his palm: "You're here."