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He was restricted in his movements, and his shoulders were firmly nailed!

As long as you wait a little longer, your body might be completely eaten by the curse spirit.

Yansuo rushed forward vigorously, ignoring most of the torn flesh, and quickly moved away from the female curse spirit.

It's just a newly born curse spirit...

Even if this body now belongs to the Kamo family who is good at manipulating red blood, a lot of blood loss can kill him.The reversal technique is completely restored according to the power of the spell, but if you are really besieged by the guys here...

Yan Suo rolled his eyes and thought of a countermeasure in his heart.

The blood mist became thicker and thicker, almost obscuring people's vision.

Xia Youjie heard the bull curse spirit in front of him repeatedly paw his hooves impatiently, but before he could calm him down, the bull yelled and rushed out!

The flames covering his body burned in the air, and the bull ran straight towards the direction where the female curse spirit was!

Xia Youjie's pupils constricted: "Wait, don't—"

Fire, flames everywhere.

Red, orange, and female curse spirits hugged the burning bull, and then the gorgeous flames covered its whole body.She screamed and stretched out her arms.

Xia Youjie suddenly saw the eyes of the curse spirit before the flames burned everything up——

"Sorry, Jay."

"Didn't make dinner for you... didn't wait until you came back..."

It was obviously a mouth full of fangs and a distorted face, but in those purple eyes that were very similar to his own, there were crystal tears falling down.

"I'm really sorry, Jay."

The fiery air waves burned the entire courtyard, and with the screams, Xia Youjie was knocked to the ground by the strong impact of the spell, his consciousness darkened.

-

"Will Jay get bullied at school?"

The gentle woman propped her chin, a little sad.

The man who was eating snorted: "You brat doesn't make many phone calls. You deserve it if you get bullied!"

"boom--"

"it hurts?!"

Xia You's mother gracefully retracted the wooden spoon: "You deserve the beating for saying such things."

Xia You's father: "..."

Dare to be angry but not to speak? jpg;

"Jie has been a good boy since he was a child..." Xia You's mother wiped the wooden spoon and sighed, "However, since he chose that school himself, I can only agree."

"You already know he's a good boy..." Xia You's father rubbed his head and comforted him, "Jie him, he will definitely grow up and become an excellent person."

The gentle woman glared at him and said unceremoniously, "That's your idea!"

"Me, as long as Jay is healthy and happy."

-

Xia Youjie woke up from the extremely violent jolt.

After waking up, he subconsciously straightened up, but he was almost not blown out by the wind.

what's the situation? !

"Mr. Xia You, please hold on tight!"

Yidizhi sat in front of him, holding the cow's neck with both hands, arched his body slightly, and galloped in the dark like riding a horse.

Bull Xiaohua gave a cheerful "moo", realizing that Xia Youjie had woken up, and sped forward again.

"What's going on!" Xia Youjie faced the strong wind and shouted hoarsely, "Where is this going?!"

"The fire wave blew up the courtyard..." Yi Dizhi replied, "The car parked outside also blew up. I contacted Police Officer Morikawa, and the fire engine and police car were rushing over after receiving the news."

"Then we are?"

Yidizhi: "Go back to the college, you are still injured."

Xia Youjie forced a smile: "Thank you, it's okay to slow down."

He added: "I'm in no rush."

-

When we returned to the high school, the sky was just bright.

Ye Moth, who was yawning to go to work, was right on his way, and immediately saw the strange man riding towards him riding the curse spirit and his good student Xia Youjie.

"Xia Youjie!" The homeroom teacher who was sober for a second was furious, "I said that the use of curse spirits is not allowed in the high school-you still fly the curse hearse?!"

The aggressive homeroom teacher watched the bullock cart stop suddenly, and then walked quickly in front of them.

"Wu is not in school anymore, how can you play more vigorously—what's going on!"

A closer look revealed that the two people on the curse spirit's back looked ashamed, especially Xia Youjie, who still had residual curse power that did not belong to him.Obviously, he just experienced a fierce fight.

"The phone screen is broken..." Xia Youjie grinned at the head teacher whose eyes were gradually frightened, "I didn't have time to make a call."

"Hurry up and get me into the infirmary!!"

There were only three students in the third year of high school, and half of Ye Mozhengdao's hair was lost because of two students, Wu Tiaowu and Xia Youjie.

He cursed and called Jiarui Nitzi, and asked her to prepare for treatment for her classmate and friend. The bed was selected, and it was next to Hui Yuanxiong who was injured not long ago.

Xia Youjie: "Can I change the bed?"

Being seen by my juniors, it's very embarrassing, huh?

Noctua stared at him righteously, and suddenly showed a smirk: "What do you think?"

The problem student chose to keep his mouth shut.

Xia Youjie was sent to the infirmary by Xiaohua for treatment.Only Yidizhi and Ye Mo Zhengdao remained in place.

"Thank you for sending him here..." Seeing the student being sent back by the tamed curse spirit, Ye Mozhengdao heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and said to Yi Dizhi, "I don't know how to call him?"

Is it a conjurer?Didn't notice the existence of the magic power...but can see the magic spirit?

Kind of weird...

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of him calmly.

Yidizhi raised his hand, and was about to help the glasses frame, but found that the thing was gone long ago, and instead of changing his gesture, he combed the broken hair hanging on his forehead: "Just call me Yidizhi."

Ichigo?This surname is a bit familiar...

"Then, Mr. Yidizhi." Ye Mozhengdao nodded and continued to ask, "What happened?"

The man in front of him paused for a moment, and said slowly, "You should go and talk to your students carefully about this."

"What do you mean?" He froze.

"Mr. Xia You is under a lot of mental stress..." Yidizhi said seriously, "Did you know that he lost his sense of taste due to the surgery?"

Noctua said rightly: "What?! This, I don't know this?!"

Yi Dizhi sighed, feeling very regretful: "Is that so... oh..."

Wait, just say it, why are you sighing? !

The teacher in charge had a bad feeling, his throat was rolling, and after mentally preparing himself, he asked, "Who are you from Xia Youjie? Why are you sighing?"

The man was silent and looked up at him.At this time, Noctua Masada realized that his clothes were not in good condition: a dusty white shirt, and the edges were scorched black by the fire. It was obvious that he had just come out of a fire scene.

"I am..." Yidizhi said calmly, "Mr. Xia You's psychiatrist."

Heart, psychiatrist? !

The class teacher's pupils trembled and his lips trembled.

Although I know that there are not many normal people who have conjurers, it is too rare for such a situation to be serious enough to ask a psychiatrist!

"I found that Mr. Xia You's sense of taste is gradually losing, and he even has a tendency to anorexia..." Yidizhi remained calm, "At the same time, he also has a tendency to loathe himself."

self loathing? !

Ye Mozheng said: "Wait, wait, Mr. Yidizhi..."

He took a deep breath. "Did I make a mistake? How could Xia Youjie feel self-loathing?"

Can someone who can play with Wujo Satoru have self-loathing?

Isn't it social bullshit?

Yidizhi said seriously: "Sir!"

Night Moth Zhengdao was shocked: "Yes?"

"Do you know how many vicious suicides have occurred in Japanese colleges and universities over the years?!"

"Do you know what kind of psychological problems adolescent students have?!"

"Do you know what kind of a path of no return you can lead teenagers to by letting them fall into psychological problems?!"

A series of loud and loud questions hit the head teacher's heart, Ye Mo Zhengdao answered a little dazedly: "Yes, yes?"

The man in front of him gave him a disappointed look: "Are you really the head teacher?"

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

kill!people!punish!Heart!

-

The head teacher with a dazed face knocked on the door of the infirmary.

Xia Youjie, who had just received treatment, was lying on the hospital bed, with Hui Yuanxiong staring at him on the right.

"Teacher Night Moth!"

Haibara's eyes lit up, and he greeted happily.

Ye Mo teacher was in a trance: "Huiyuan..."

His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly asked, "Hui Yuan, have you been on a mission recently?"

Hui Yuanxiong was at a loss: "It's still okay?"

"Where's Qihai?" Night Moth's class teacher turned to look for the second-grade students again, "What did he do?"

Hui Yuanxiong became more and more at a loss, he was a little confused: "Qi Haihai went on a mission, what's the matter, Teacher Ye Moth?"

"What kind of mission is there when you are injured?!" Noctua Zhengdao was furious, "Is there no one in the magic world?!"

Hui Yuanxiong: "Huh?"

Of course there is no one in the magic world... right?

"Is it okay to rest for a few days?! What did the higher-ups do!"

In just over an hour, Teacher Noctua, who was brainwashed by pedagogy, was heartbroken: "Students, your health is the most important!!"

Xia Youjie, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked at his head teacher with the familiar brainwashed expression, and had a bad feeling: "Mr. Ye Moth, what's wrong with you?"

Unexpectedly, Noctua Zhengdao suddenly turned his head to look at him, with tears in his eyes: "Jie!"

You know what it's like to have an eight-foot muscular man look at you with tears in his eyes?

Xia Youjie had goosebumps.

"It's okay, Jie!" The class teacher held back tears, walked quickly to Xia Youjie's side, and held his hand with both hands, "The teacher will accompany you!"

Xia Youjie: "Wait, wait, what happened??"

"Jie..." the head teacher said sadly, "It must be very painful to lose the sense of taste, right? Self-loathing must be even more painful!"

Xia Youjie: "?"

"It's okay..." Noctua Zhengdao patted himself on the shoulder and said softly, "Teacher will lend you my shoulder."

"Please feel free to cry!"

Xia Youjie: "..."

He slowly made a question mark.