The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

"Hiroya, Master Wu, this is..."

The elders who abided by the etiquette and went to school to find their children were full of question marks. Gojo Hiroshi, who was grabbed by the collar and had nowhere to escape, looked at the sports field and said weakly: "Maybe you are running with Miss Mori?"

How can anyone intentionally slow down their pace and dangle around others slowly, eating popcorn and drinking Coke without thinking about it, making sarcastic remarks and yelling for cheers?Miss Sen, why don't you slap that guy in the face?Too much deception!

Faced with this picture, the elders were all overwhelmed by Gojo Satoru.You said that the relationship between these two young people is good, it is really good, Miss Mori endured such a beating behavior.Not only did he endure it, he didn't even mean to blame him.If this kind of situation happened to her own girl, just thinking about the low blood pressure can be perfectly cured, even if the head of the family is perfect in everything, this character is really, unbearable, unbearable.

but!Suddenly, the self-aware family elders began to worry about another thing-from the downturn of the Chanyuan family for so many years, we can know that Ms. Mori is definitely not a dumb person.Grudges and grievances are not only reported at the time, but also kept in mind for more than ten years afterwards. They belong to the type who would rather bow their heads than make friends if they don't provoke them.If the Patriarch does this, will he be silently killed someday in the future?

"Your video conference timed out last night. Since you can't sleep...do you need to exercise more during the day?"

The young man unbuttoned his school uniform jacket, sprinkled a whole body of sunlight, and "walked" around Mori Yuki, making noise continuously.Those who didn't know it thought it was some kind of new type of campus bullying, only Jiarui Nizi knew that under the stalking of someone comparable to a prison guard, the wounded recovered at an unimaginable speed.

With adequate rest, adequate nutrition, and proper exercise, Yuki Mori's weight finally returned to normal.The rosy cheeks that represented health reappeared on the cheeks, the pale matte layer on the skin disappeared completely, and the shining purple eyes under the thick black hair made her look like a mysterious fairy walking out of the forest.

It was a kind of hopeful beauty.

"There are still two kilometers~"

Accompanied by the "crack" sound of gnawing popcorn, Gojo Satoru lowered his voice and said to Mori Yuki: "The old people at home are here again, I'll go and coax them away."

There is no need to tell her deliberately, she will not be lazy at all.

The young man with snacks and drinks walked down the runway, and the old people who stopped and watched changed their eyes, and pointed out that the most important person stood at the front to welcome the owner.

"Master Wu, how should I reply to the director's office regarding the matter of the Great Dark Day?"

It's not easy to ask the head of the family if he has done anything out of the ordinary as soon as they meet. If they really want to ask such a question, maybe they will have to stand here with him for a whole day.

Half a month has passed, and there is no voice over there, doesn't it mean that there is no need to respond, this group of old people came to the school for absolutely no reason.Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "No need to reply, why reply? I haven't asked them yet. The national border is as loose as a sieve. Any cat or dog can run in and make trouble. I almost couldn't come back that day."

He added and subtracted about the pirated version of the encounter with the Avengers. Of course, the elders did not pay attention to the smuggler. They were all surprised that Gojo Satoru became stronger after this battle: "Reversal spell? You awakened Have a reversal technique?!"

A genius is worthy of being a genius, how old is this kid this year?

"Yeah, but it's not the same as Nitro's, it can only be used on your own body." Wujo Gou opened tons of Cokes sullenly.Why can't it be used on Yuki?It would be great if it could be used on her, annoying.

Being able to comprehend and then use the reversal technique is already very pleasant. There are so many conjurers in the country, and no more than one master of this kind of secret technique, this guy actually hates it!hateful!

"By the way, I want you to find a way to properly accommodate the girls sent by those small families, have you thought about it?"

Going down half a bottle of Coke in one breath, he grabbed a few popcorns and stuffed them into his mouth.Family elders, you look at me, I look at you, I didn't expect him to remember this-it was a courtyard on weekdays, but he remembered it clearly when he drove people away.

"That... the situation is complicated, and we are trying our best to discuss it, and it will be soon."

The family elders took out the perfunctory method for coaxing children in an attempt to get away with it.

Somewhat influenced by Yuki Mori, Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes. This action made him less naive and more ruthless: "Even if you can't do one thing well? Yuki also said to Keep your work focused on maintaining traditional etiquette. If this is the case, why not go back and recuperate."

Elderly people: "..."

Why do you listen to your girlfriend so much!We said that if you want to maintain the dignity of the Gojo family, you have to sing the opposite and turn your elbows outward. Miss Mori also said that you just obeyed, which is somewhat inappropriate?

"Of course it's because you've been bullied by Aiwu~ If it wasn't for me, Yuki wouldn't have looked at you more!" The young man saw their dissatisfaction, and lazily explained with his legs crossed.The family elders fell into a speechless situation again-do you want to hear what nonsense you are talking about?It looks like eating soft rice with great joy, wishing to invite the whole family, young and old, to eat together.

He picked up a few popcorns and sent them behind him. After running ten kilometers, Mori Yuki took them while wiping his sweat: "What happened?"

"It's nothing, the old people are timid, I'm afraid the director will ask why I lifted the table and didn't give them face." Gojo Satoru switched legs to bear the weight, Mori Yuki shifted his eyes from him to the old man who dared not speak out They: "Well... this matter."

Just when the elders in the family hoped that she could persuade him, Mori Yuki changed the subject: "Did you really overturn the table?"

"Of course~ Kiss Yuki needs me, of course it's much more important than listening to rotten orange nonsense."

Seize the time to claim credit, that's what he said.

"It's okay." The girl wiped off the moisture in her hair, and nodded to the elders: "Don't be afraid, here is some information that you don't know, I can tell you."

"Something went wrong inside the director's office. They are too busy to take care of themselves, and they can't spare the Wutiao family."

After finishing speaking, she didn't even look at the elders, and elbowed Wutiao Wu: "What are you going to eat later?"

“Sukiyaki Nabe Daifuku!”

This combination makes people feel a phantom toothache. The problem is that Mori Yuki actually accepted it: "I want a little more beef, should I call it summer oil and nitrous?"

"Of course, it's lively when there are many people." Wu Tiaowu replied without hesitation, and the family elders slandered for a while—we also have more people in our family, and it is more lively.

At this time, the head of the family has almost completely stripped of his divinity, just like a normal male high school student, asking and answering with his girlfriend.This shows that the deified education that the Gojo family has spared no effort in the past 16 years has completely failed. Miko happily lifted up the hem of his clothes and jumped off the altar, crawling on his companion's side with his claws and teeth restrained like a furry cat.

If you can't assassinate Mori Yuki, then you have to let the situation continue to develop, and the Gojo family will have a high probability of ushering in the weakest mistress in history.Let's not talk about whether Mori Yuki can kill or not, the key is that in case of shit luck, who can withstand Six Eyes' revenge afterwards.Don't try to hide it from him, even if they can hide it from Gojo Satoru, PortMafia, who has lost its leader, is not a vegetarian.

Who wants to take this risk?

"Miss Sen," the leader of the family cleared his throat and interrupted the couple's conversation. His blue and purple eyes turned at the same time, staring at his head with cold sweat: "Ahem, dare to ask... What happened to the director's office?" What's wrong, why didn't the Wutiao family get any news from the informant?"

"Can these people keep their mouths shut?" Mori Yuki chose to go to see Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru said nothing: "Set the restraint, what Yuki told you is not allowed to be known to anyone other than today's presence, and it is not allowed to hint. .”

Elder: "..."

If it wasn't that I couldn't beat you kid, I would have to break my crutches today!

But there was no other way, they could only be wronged and awkward, and ended the bondage according to Gojo Satoru's request.Mori Yuki, who was watching calmly, saw that everyone had gone through the process and asked curiously: "Is this the end?"

"What else can I do? It's just a sentence. Didn't you cheat the shackles of the Zhipi people of the Zen Academy?" The young man blinked his eyes and pretended to be cute, and the girl shrugged: "I always thought it was the metaphysics of free mind."

After she finished speaking, she smiled and looked at the elders of the Wutiao family who dared not speak out: "Because the head of the Religious Management Office of the Ministry of Internal Affairs was raised by me, you have not noticed that the number of tasks for underage conjurers has dropped a lot recently. Is there any less? The director’s office is probably busy with the inspection of the supervisory unit right now, and this kind of inspection will become routine in the future, so of course they don’t have time to pay attention to such trivial things as Xiaowu flipping the table and running away.”

A very interesting "instructions" was included in the documents sent by the cadres of the Central Plains. PortMafia had to check the surveillance inside to find out how this thing came about.According to the data, a certain clerk from the Ministry of the Interior had a scar on her forehead overnight.A good friend of Russia is indeed a good friend of Russia, and the classic tradition of selling backhands will never go out of style.

That person, it's time to plan how to escape from prison, right?For the sake of this information, it's not that she can't generously wish him to go out and step on shit.

The family elders no longer knew what to say, they deeply realized that they were no better than the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan.As Master Wu said, if it wasn't for his personal reasons, they would have been appraised clearly within the first 10 minutes of seeing Mori Yuki, and then they would be cooked by her like fish lying on a chopping board Clear and clear.

"Since that's the case, let's not say more, cough..."

After a short sigh, the old people walked away with their backs arched. Yuki Mori looked at their backs and finally opened his mouth and hummed: "Leave all the red tape in your house to them, and then set up a new one from the outside." Imaginary enemy. The old man loses his spirit, and his lifespan will soon come to an end."

"Why do you soften your heart so easily? Let me tell you, these old men are the best at pushing their noses to their faces. If you give in one step, they will think about the second step!" She squinted at him: "So, they are really a family with you..."

Am I being scolded round the bush?After turning around for a long time without turning this corner, Wutiao chose to give up thinking and eat all the potatoes in the sukiyaki pot later, leaving none for her!

Yuki Maemori, a freshman at the Tokyo Conjuration College, was declared to have fully recovered in the applause of his family and Xia Youjie.The energetic young lady immediately stated that she would return to Yokohama to clean up the supernatural secret service that has been drifting lately, and by the way reorganize the business in the normal direction, making sure that there is no idle person in the streets of Yokohama.

In this regard, the melon-eating classmate group expressed their joy and support, and the only one who was unhappy was Gojo Satoru.

"I don't want it~ Sister Yuki will suffer from insomnia if she isn't at night~ 嘤嘤咻~"

The meowing, meowing like a magic sound brainwashing, never stopped, this guy almost sticking to his wife's back without panting, Xia Youjie's feet were itchy, and his hands were itching.

Yuki Mori embraced the Mao Maotou who was arching in his arms and raged: "Aren't you able to teleport? Go to my place to catch up on sleep at night, and go back to school during the day. It's time to go to school."

"Hum."

The five pigs screamed happily, and were almost dragged away by the collar of the classmate - blocked by No Lower Limit.

After comprehending the reversal technique, this guy's natural technique has changed from active defense to passive defense, and he can even automatically identify and screen blocked targets. The "egg shell" is seamlessly connected 24 hours a day, which can be called a perpetual motion machine of the human body. A miracle in learning.

He rubbed it a few more times as if greedy for warmth, and compromised: "Give me the key! Move today."

"You put your fingerprints into the lock when you went there for the first time, and you can open it just by touching it. You don't need a key. Besides, did you go through the front door when you went to my house?"

Mori Yuki tilted his head in doubt.

"Eh?" The young man tilted his head stupidly: "Is that so? But... I don't feel safe without the key! I always feel that I will be kicked out at any time."

"... Wu, don't make the door of Yuki's house seem to be able to stop you, okay? Please take care of the melon-eating crowd who haven't had time to evacuate, and don't pretend that we are not there again and again."

Xia Youjie couldn't help but punched No Lower Limit, in exchange for Gojo Wu's strange glance: "Jie, why haven't you left yet?"

"Hehe, let's go out and talk with me."

Wanzitou smiled compassionately, and the piercing campus alarm was instantly activated.

"Okay, forget about those two idiots, I'll go back to Yokohama to meet you for a drink." The housemate waved at Mori Yuki with a lollipop instead of cold smoke, and the latter smiled and walked out of this quiet campus to get on the bus Return to her home.

After solving the foreign troubles, the next step is to free up hands to clean up the world of conjurers from the religious management department.Miss Suture, you have to hold on, don't let it go without playing for a few rounds.

At this time, Ling Suo didn't know that he had been missed by the leader of PortMafia. He was sitting on the workstation with a pale face, and his eyes were almost unfocused on the people coming and going.

The curse carried by Mori Yuki was so overbearing that it almost killed him on the spot.If not for the past 1000 years and more than enough backhands, maybe he would really be finished.Recalling the sudden and unstoppable force, there was a dense layer of cold sweat on the forehead of the female body.All thanks to her, he is now so weak that he can't even change his body using spells.

"As expected of Six Eyes..."

He held the thermos and took a sip of hot water. It is said that this mysterious power can help cure all chronic diseases.The colleague sitting next to him leaned over: "How are you doing, Honda? There is a networking event tonight, do you want to go together?"

What the colleague is concerned about is not whether Lin Suo has recovered from the "bad cold", but she just finds a reason to remind this person who has become more and more weird recently to obey the group.

"Thank you, I see." Yan Suo was too lazy to spend time on the fool, politely rejected the other party's kindness, put down the thermos cup and picked up the work on the table that would not be reduced because of his illness: "Go and send the documents out first. "

The colleague's eyes chased behind him all the way, and he walked into the passage and pulled out a sneer.

This kind of thing has no use value, and it doesn't even deserve to have a name on his chessboard.

"Go ahead, teach her a lesson, let her learn to be quiet."

The invisible monster separated from the shadow, and when he returned to the clerk's room empty-handed after sending out the documents, the next desk was vacant.

After about a week of repetitive labor in the stagnant pool, the Religious Management Section suddenly released the news of the need for secondment of staff—in fact, it is not a "sudden". Some experience and lessons were learned from the last riot, and they changed their past bad style and focused on management.The core interests of special groups cannot be touched, so he carefully checked all recorded religious institutions by category.Regardless of shrines, temples, or churches, as long as they are open for business, they must be inspected. It is not a random apportionment for nothing, and he did find something in those religious places.

Now that busyness has yielded results, it becomes reasonable to ask for a budget and manpower.

Lisuo couldn't believe that he could have such good luck. He almost came here whenever he wanted, and hastily submitted a transfer application, impassionedly expressing his willingness to contribute to the country's religious cause.It was not surprising that his application was caught among the many applications. It didn't take long for him to pass the review, and he returned to the Religious Management Section to lurk.

Due to the serious indiscriminate murder cases of cults in the early years, the island country's crackdown on cults can still be seen as "severe" compared to other forms of crime. Kenkichi Aizawa started to investigate the past from here , don't irritate the big boss who can't be offended, and focus on small organizations to make efforts to pave the way for the rectification of the magic world and divert attention by the way.

I have to say that he is really good at putting on a show and stirring up shit, digging out a few small thunders every now and then, and slowly extending his tentacles into the world of spells for Yuki Mori.

The most obvious feeling about this is the director's office.

The two conjuration colleges belonged to the Ministry of Education at the same time, and most of them were places where young people gathered, so they naturally escaped from the permanent presence of the investigation team under the sign of "minors".As for the spell families, the shrines and temples of other people's homes have already been checked, and there is no reason to be harassed again.Then, there are only them left.

Facing the titular immediate boss, 180 people in the director's office were unwilling and unable to resist the power of state organs.Others didn't say they wanted to embarrass you, but they found something that was not quite right and needed to be explained.It's just that things can get interesting if the explanation isn't clear...

"Can anyone tell me what is the death rate and average age of death for conjurers?"

Chief Aizawa, who had a very bluffing appearance, dropped a stack of documents on the desk, raised his chin and looked down at the conjurers standing below with their hands down.Like other fields, most of these people have gray hair, and a few younger ones all stand at the farthest distance.

The old man standing at the front bent down to pick up the materials that floated in front of him, and the old god said: "You don't understand the rules of the conjurer, these are just necessary sacrifices. The curse will improve the strength of the conjurer at the same time." Monsters, fighting monsters, is it strange that you miss and die? Those children are also too young to fail because they are inexperienced. If you want to explain, this is the explanation."

Unexpectedly, Chief Aizawa touched his chin and accepted the explanation without hesitation: "So that's the case, okay, then I understand."

"We should focus on the living instead of the dead," he looked like an official looking for reasons for everyone. The person in charge of the director's office smiled and felt that this person was of great value for cooperation.Immediately afterwards, Aizawa Kenji put forward some restrictions according to Mori Yuki's request: "Currently, the Congress is discussing the new population promotion law, and the protection of minors will soon be the new correctness. The Ministry of Internal Affairs cannot be left behind, I think You must not be willing to be left behind. Especially since you still own two schools, if those guys from the Ministry of Education find out, things will become very troublesome."

"I can understand everyone's hard work. If you change outsiders, even if they only care about the chair under their buttocks, they will not easily let go of any place where they can make a big statement. Do you understand what I mean?"

That is to say, the Religious Management Section will no longer entangle with the director about the high death rate and low average age of death of conjurers, but the conjurers must adjust their own rhythm to give him face, otherwise they will lose face. The two conjuration colleges were pushed to the province of education.

The conservatives understood what Chief Aizawa meant, and tentatively thought this was an acceptable deal.

So the students of two private religious colleges in Tokyo and Kyoto suddenly found that they had more time!In the past, the frequency of one or even two or three tasks a day disappeared, the textbooks were replaced with normal high school textbooks, many school courses were added on weekdays, and there were more non-spell-related teachers.For the students, the extra time can be used for rest, thinking, and learning something of interest.

Of course, if you want to play, no one will stop you.