5t5 please be a person!

How can Gojo Wujo be chilled at the critical moment!

Please ask him to do something and ask him to block the gun, but I didn't do that. I rushed to Principal Ye Moth at the first, and said righteously, "Principal Ye Moth, please don't get me wrong, this matter is full of Wutiao Wutiao from beginning to end." It doesn't matter!"

Gojo Satoru nodded subconsciously, "Yes, yes."

Principal Ye Moth didn't relax at all after listening to it. Instead, he took a deep breath, maintained an expression that was about to collapse, and patted my shoulder kindly as much as possible, "Okay, I know it has nothing to do with him. Next, I will be with him." I have something to say, you children, don’t participate.”

No, this is completely ignorance!

I felt a little bald, and continued to explain with all my heart, "Principal Ye Moth, you really misunderstood. In the beginning, Wutiao-kun just came to ask me for directions!"

Knotabagi Yuhito scratched his head with doubts on his face, "So teleportation is also about asking for directions?"

The atmosphere that had barely eased suddenly fell to the bottom again, and the smile on Principal Ye Moth's face was twisted to the point that it looked like it was convulsing, "Wu, come out with me."

Me: "I'm wrong, I'm actually looking for someone! I was standing there at the time, and Gojo-kun came over and asked me if I saw any strange people!"

Nagasaki Wild Qiangwei snorted coldly, "The six-eyed person still wants to ask passers-by?"

Oops, even I, the client, can't tell!

I can't tell everyone that the system just comes and goes without a trace!

But no one asked me to explain clearly, after all, in the eyes of everyone, I am just a passerby who knows nothing!

From my point of view, Gojo Satoru suddenly came to ask this question!

So let him solve this part of the problem by himself!

I confidently skipped this part, and did not forget to beautify my behavior, "Then because of Gojo-kun's beauty and handsomeness, I made a request to him to get closer! After Gojo-kun refused, I Bring it here."

"Uh..." Knotabagi Yuhito's eyes simply turned into peas, and he asked with a puzzled expression, "Is there someone who forcibly makes the other party his student after rejecting them..."

Nagasaki Wild Rose nodded, "Yes, it's right in front of you."

Fu Heihui was thoughtful, rubbed his fingers, and said with some uncertainty, "Could it be that Mr. Wutiao has such a strange habit?"

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and thought for a while, his expression slowly became serious, "Could it be that I really have this habit?"

"Give me some self-consciousness as a teacher, don't joke about this kind of thing! You bastard!" Principal Ye Moth, who couldn't stand it anymore, punched him on the head.

The fist mixed with the wind was blocked by Gojo Satoru's infinity less than a millimeter away from him. Gojo Satoru shook his head slightly, and the silver hair standing on top of his head also swayed slightly with his movements, looking with A wonderful elasticity.

Gojo Satoru poked his cheek and acted cute, "Just kidding, as the mainstay of the education world, how could I do such a thing?"

Everyone: "Ugh!"

Only I applauded him earnestly, "Yes, that's right, that's it!"

It may be that my sincere and sincere attitude moved Gojo Satoru, and after (probably) a few seconds of eye contact with me, his favorability for me increased significantly.

I was encouraged, and I continued to work hard, "Gotiao-kun didn't lie to me from the beginning to the end. On the contrary, I caused him a lot of trouble. He is still willing to accept me as a student. I am so touched!"

Except for Gojo Satoru, no one paid attention to me at all, and the first-year trio had already started discussing the topic of "how to rescue the brainwashed victims" on their own.

Principal Ye Moth pondered for a moment, and took out a small doll from his arms. The shape of the doll was somewhat abstract, and the whole body was stitched and patched. Even the face was not the same color. It was... ugly but pretty (?)

"The ability of this spell is to make the holder tell the truth..." Headmaster Night Moth looked at me as if he was looking at a victim of a fraud case with poor psychological endurance, with sympathy written all over his face, " Maybe you'd like to try it."

How much shadow does it have on Gojo Satoru!

For a moment I was speechless, thinking to return Wutiao Wu's innocence.Of course, the most important thing is to increase his favorability, and quickly agree to fulfill my wish.

I raised my hand to take the curse skeleton in Principal Ye Moth's hand, "Is it all right to hold it?"

Principal Night Moth nodded and said, "The holder will be willing to tell the truth if he knows its capabilities."

Principal Noctua Moth paused for a while, and comforted me with unknown thoughts, "Don't be afraid to tell the truth, we are all on your side."

I held the curse skeleton in one hand, "Then I'm ready."

Headmaster Night Moth: "..."

I:"……"

Headmaster Night Moth: "..."

I:"……"

Headmaster Night Moth: "Hey, you haven't input mana into it to activate it yet."

Me: "Oh, that's it! But I can't!"

Principal Ye Moth looked at me in surprise, "Didn't Wu say that you are a magician?"

"Yeah..." Gojo Satoru looked at him innocently, "Yayoi is indeed a conjurer."

Headmaster Night Moth: "?"

"But no one said that a conjurer should know everything from the beginning." Gojo Satoru pulled me in front of him, blocking him and Principal Ye Moth, "After all, isn't everyone a genius like me?"

I heard the "whispering" of Kaginizaki Haruka and Fukurome without lowering their voices.

"It's completely scum for students to stand in front of them."

"The teacher who hides behind the students is rubbish."

"Don't say that..." Hirohito Tibon scratched his nose and smoothed things over, "Teacher Wujo is just a bit bad, and it's not as serious as you said!"

"Youren, thank you for speaking for the teacher, the teacher is so touched!" Gojo Satoru took all the attacks without hindrance, with a bright expression, as if he was not scolded as a scum by the students, but as if he had received a certificate of merit.

I looked back at Gojo Satoru with deep admiration. This outstanding psychological quality is really amazing!

"Imagine that there is a tangible force in the body, guiding it out of your hand..."

Gojo Satoru casually taught me how to release the spell power, he lowered his head and looked at me as he spoke, and lightly tightened his hand on my shoulder, "Are you really not coming to class, the teacher will always be here waiting for you Yo!"

Ah, that's not necessary, I still hope he agrees to fulfill my wish more than this.

I blinked my eyes and looked at Gojo Satoru expectantly, even wearing a blindfold couldn't stop him from blinking and looking at me with the same expression, as if he didn't know anything.

No matter how I look at it, I feel that the possibility of agreeing is not high. It seems that this road will not work. I sighed in my heart and turned my head regretfully. Let's talk about class here.

Being forced to accept this situation, I am really tired. Who would have thought that going to school is the most important thing to consider when traveling to another world!

There is such a trace of reasonableness in the unimaginable...

In such an absent-minded situation, I actually succeeded in activating the curse skeleton.

I was amazed by my talent in an instant. I can succeed in all of this. Is it possible that I am a once-in-a-century genius!

The good-looking but ugly doll struggled in my hand, grabbed my fingers and flipped, and finally chose to sit on the palm of my hand.

Principal Ye Moth looked at the interaction between Wujo Wujo and me, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he kept looking at Wujo Wujo with condemning eyes, but because the person involved (that is, me) defended Wujo Wujo, he couldn't find it at all. Reason opened his mouth, and after finally waiting for the spell to be activated, Principal Ye Moth couldn't wait to ask, "Without adding subjective consciousness, how did Wu talk to you?"

In a while, I will realize what Principal Night Moth said about being willing to tell the truth.

To be honest, this feeling is quite novel, the answer came naturally to my mind, without too much control, my body moved naturally, "Gojo Satoru came to ask me if I saw any strange people."

"Then did you see it?" Principal Ye Moth's question suddenly turned a corner.

Damn, I said so much earlier, it can't be that the two of them are acting to deliberately lead me to use the curse!

Be vigilant!

Adults are so dirty inside!

I was almost stunned, but fortunately I don't have to answer it myself at this time, and what's even better is that I have never seen the system from beginning to end.So my body automatically replied very silky, "No."

Principal Ye Moth's aura relaxed a bit, "What did Gojo Satoru do next?"

"Forcibly gave me a signed photo, forcibly took a group photo, forcibly threw me in front of the curse spirit, forcibly teleported to the principal's office, and forcibly let me transfer to another school."

After I finished speaking, I found that I could control my mouth and quickly remedy it, "Don't get me wrong, there is no force at all! The whole process is voluntary!"

Gojo Satoru's hands on my shoulders tended to move towards my neck. I was afraid that he would choke my throat in a moment of excitement, so I threw away the spell nervously and grabbed his hands, "This shit is really not good. I know what's going on! I swear I really don't feel forced at all!"

The mantra fell to the ground, got up and patted the ashes on his body, came over and kicked my feet, and climbed onto my legs by himself.

"Okay..." Principal Ye Moth cleared his throat, "I probably understand the whole thing, I understand you..."

I couldn't resist Gojo Satoru's strength at all, he wrapped his arms around my neck very affectionately, the kind that could strangle me directly, he said with a smile, "Principal Ye Moth, why don't you ask Xiao Yayoi?" What did you ask me?"

Principal Night Moth stared at his hand on my neck for a few seconds before compromising, "Well, what did you ask him at that time?"

Me: "Can you please let me OOOOO..."

Everyone: "...?!"