5t5 please be a person!

"No..." Gojo Satoru walked into the classroom with a relaxed face, without additional cover, and his blue eyes were full of smiles, which stood out, "Today the teacher will take you to participate in an extracurricular practice!"

"How about replacing the content of extracurricular practice with OOOOO?"

After continuous psychological construction and continuous breakthrough of the bottom line, I have completely given up moral integrity.

Gojo Satoru took out his sunglasses and paused for a moment before continuing, "Tsk tsk tsk, I can't do it anymore, extracurricular practice is part of the class score, I have no problem replacing it with OO, but it should be difficult for you to be distracted by then. Two things."

He said something terrible as if nothing had happened, this person...

I blushed belatedly.

The three people next to them didn't know what to do with their hands and feet, and they looked like their ears would be rotten if they continued to listen.

Gojo Satoru pushed down his sunglasses, came over and put his arms around my shoulders, and waved to the side, "Hey, hey! Then the Gojo-teacher line will start! Everyone, continue to study hard!"

"Eh? Eh!"

Before I could ask another question, the two of us had landed in the deserted ruins. Facing the obvious reality, I finally asked the question that was half a beat behind me, "Are there just the two of us?"

"Of course..." Wujo Satoru walked forward with ease, as if he had returned to his own home, "They came here once at the beginning of school, how is it? Is it a chance to get the teacher and the teacher to get along alone? Very happy!"

Me: "Ah, yes."

I'd be happier if I wasn't in this environment...

How to say……

As a student, as expected, I still have a natural awe of the teacher.

No matter how messed up you are, as soon as you hear that it is linked to scores, the redundant thoughts in your mind will automatically disappear...

Gojo Satoru walked to the corner and stopped, pulled me over and said as if introducing a gift, "This is a low-level spell spirit that I left behind after a lot of effort, and I almost put it together with that pile of first-level garbage. Get rid of it!"

I:"……"

What a man!

Gojo Satoru patted my shoulder and encouraged, "Go, Pikachu!"

Not encouraging at all, just watching a show!

I mustered up the courage to go inside alone.

This is the first time I have faced the curse spirit alone, and to be honest, I am really scared.

The mantra itself represents a kind of human fear, and what is even more frightening is facing the reality that life has become completely different from before.

Staying in school all the time made me subconsciously have the illusion that I just transferred to a place I don't know, but now...

This illusion was completely shattered by reality.

Huh...it's okay...take a deep breath...

It's just a low-level spell spirit, the strongest in the world is standing behind you...

I took a breath slowly and felt that I had calmed down. No matter how much I thought about it, it would not help me to concentrate!Don't even be able to beat low-level players by then!That's too embarrassing for my brother!

Even if there is no reason, I still believe that my brother can single out the super curse spirit!

The dark corridor seemed to be connected to a world that had nothing to do with the outside world. I pulled out the scimitar attached to my waist and walked lightly.

The machete is not a weapon I am good at, so I have to be more careful.

As for why you don't bring the weapon I'm good at...

Emmmm......

Mainly, it's because it doesn't.

It’s not that the weapons and spells that I’m good at are not available in the high school of spells. After all, it’s the cradle of spellcasters and the production base of magic talents. As long as the high school of weapons and spells that can be imagined is fully equipped, even if there are no weapons, they can be customized for free.

It doesn't matter what kind of weapon I'm not good at...

But it can't blame me!After all, I was just a weak, pitiful and helpless ordinary female high school student before!

If you want to be an assassin, your speed is not enough, if you want to be a heavy cavalry, your defense is weak, your long-range accuracy is not enough, and your melee attack is nothing.

I also barely qualify as a pentagonal fighter.It's just that all the values ​​​​of others are one hundred, and I have five in each item. It is true that the genuine pentagonal warrior is right.

They can only barely make ends meet with some conventional weapons.

The curse spirit hiding in the depths of the corridor is actually quite handsome. It looks like a special version of the 80s popular dolls. What makes it uncomfortable is that it is surrounded by abandoned dolls, dolls with missing arms and legs. They stacked together is not a pleasant picture.

Horror movies with dolls have always been popular.Especially in the last century when doll culture was prevalent, I immediately understood that this curse spirit should be condensed out of people's fear of dolls.

I took out the knowledge I learned in school by rote, and managed to find a sense of familiarity.It's like writing "solution" under a math problem.

In short, regardless of whether it will happen later, having this "solution" can at least make people feel at ease.

The puppet mantra sat silently in the corner, looking like an ordinary waste.

Many film and television works tell us that it is better to act first, and then to suffer.

Of course I wouldn't wait for it to move, the magic power covered the blade, kicked off, and went straight to the opposite door.

"Whoa..."

The puppet's head rolled to the ground without any resistance.

Huh?

Could it be that this is really a puppet... No, it's impossible, I quickly denied my guess, and relaxing at this time might have fallen into its trick!

Without stopping, I turned my knife and slashed at the puppet's body.

"Click! Click!"

The discarded dolls around it moved one by one. They landed on all fours and crawled towards me along the ground. Amid the "shuashuashua" body collision sounds, they smiled shrillly and strangely. Get up, "Hee hee hee, magician, you didn't fall for it—"

The headless body merged into this wave, and I immediately understood that all the dolls here are part of this curse spirit.

Disgusting!

It's obviously a doll, but how can it become like a centipede!

I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body, grabbed the knife and wanted to run back, and opened my mouth to call my brother for help.

But it was precisely because of this action that the cold and hard handle of the knife instantly woke me up, and I didn't make such a desertion-like move.

I kept in mind Wild Rose's training program, the more critical the situation was, the more I had to find ways to increase the mana power, I grabbed the handle of the knife and slashed forward, "Gojo Satoru I want OOO! OOOOO! I want OO you OOO! OOO also want OOOOO Ah bastard!"

Faced with this scene, I can still shout out these things. I admire myself for being a man. To be able to have sex with a ghost like a curse spirit is to see a ghost!

Thanks to the usual practice in school (...) I have a sufficient accumulation of vocabulary!

The menacing curse spirit was stunned for a moment when he heard my speech, and couldn't help but confirm to me, "Is that Wujo Wu?"

Do it!

Is even the curse spirit gossiping like this now!

The human-like communication method instantly ignited my shame, and I could feel the magic power surging.

In order to maintain my emotions, I didn't choose to ignore it. Instead, I answered it very kindly, "Yes, it's the Gojo Satoru."

"You conjurers are really good at playing!" Hundreds of dolls shook their heads together, and my San value was crazy when I saw it, "Hehehe, you are Gojo Wu's lover, if I eat you, I can be like you!" The other curse spirits showed off!"

"Yeah, you can show off Gojo Satoru as OOO, OOOOO and OOO like other curse spirits."

I deliberately said some strange words, but I didn't expect that the curse spirit completely lost interest in this topic, and only thought about my spell power.

"Oh, the curse spirits are still comparing each other..." I had to cancel my previous plan. It seems that this curse spirit is really not interested in the matter of Gojo Wu OOO, even if I force it to say a few more words, it will be meaningless.

From the moment I knew it wasn't interested, my mood had changed.If so, then go to the next link.

My classmates and I simulated how to fight.Because my technique is quite special, after several experiments, everyone helped me sort out a process.

The first is to summon Wujo Wu, heck, it’s not a real summoning, I understand everything, it’s just throwing Wujo Wu’s name to attract the other party’s attention.

Although this move is suspected of tarnishing Gojo Satoru's reputation, his reputation itself is already rotten.

And we have called him to ask him, and hereby solemnly declare that this behavior has been approved by himself!

If the other party is interested, everyone is happy. If the other party is not interested, enter the second stage.

Ashamed to say, the main content of the second stage is pretending to be aggressive.

Losing is not losing, even though I don't know the truth in my heart, I still let out harsh words, "This trend is too unhealthy, let me help you get rid of it!"

As a conjurer, the most important thing is to pretend.

I don't want to seem too out of place in this profession where psychopaths per capita, normal people can be hurt by psychopaths.But as long as everyone is mentally abnormal, then the negative can be positive!

As long as I pretend to be strong enough, the other side will really think that I am strong!

Once you think I am strong, you will give me more emotional feedback, and the more emotional feedback you give me, the more mana I can borrow from the target.

That's a positive cycle (for me, of course).

The best case scenario is that this is where it ends and I'm done fighting.

After all, relying too much on external forms will always overturn, and personal strength is the most important thing.

If it still doesn't work, you can make the spell public, and pretend that the doll is the real Gojo Satoshi incarnation...

But if I really can't fight, I can only bring Gojo Satoru out to declare that I have a relationship with him, so that the other party will not kill me.But when we discussed it, we agreed that no one would listen...

In short, I am very grateful to Gojo Satoru for his exclusive sponsorship throughout the whole process.

Gojo Satoru's puppet appeared behind me, and I transferred the control of my body. The puppet seemed to come alive, and it moved through the corridor flexibly. Let me see how far I can get rid of it."