Coquettish six eyes are the best life

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Kamo Tsurumi did have a bit of a problem.

The task this time is three places that are not too close together, namely two first-level and one second-level, three first-level, three second-level and a pile of miscellaneous fish.

The difficulty of the tasks in the past few days has gradually increased. From the beginning of the quasi-first-level trial, step by step, the number of first-level spell spirits has been increased step by step, as if testing his bottom line.

However, for him, these tasks are not difficult, but it is too energy-consuming to continue the task for a long time.

This time was the same, he arrived at the place at noon, and completed all the tasks in the evening, half of the time was spent on traveling and looking for the spell spirit.

——This time the problem lies in the account.

Generally speaking, the tent should dissipate after the curse spirit is removed, but he waited by the tent for 10 minutes, unable to wait for the mobile phone signal.

The mobile phone can only see the current time and cannot contact anyone.

At nine o'clock in the evening, it is unlikely to have a meal.

"Tsk."

Kamo Tsurumi was restless, and the assistant supervisor was responsible for the accounts. He had never met the assistant supervisor this time, and had no extra communication with him beforehand. I don't know if there was something wrong with the assistant supervisor.

He frowned, found a random corner by the tent to lean against, and secretly thought about the way out.

It's already this time, and it is estimated that the auxiliary supervisor outside will also notice something is wrong and seek help.

The back of his head was pressed against the wall, revealing a beautiful jaw line and neck line, Kamo Tsurumi closed his eyes and stopped thinking.

——The premise is that the face-to-face assistant supervisor is one of his own.

Kamo Tsurumi opened his eyes in a daze, the muscles in the corners of his eyes were numb and throbbing like gray-white jittering horizontal lines flashing out of picture on a TV with no signal.

The intensity of missions in these few days was several times higher than the number of missions in Honmaru, so he didn't have time to think about what the elders of Kamo's family had planned.

No blood bag.

He stared at the empty uniform, because the missions were all first-class small fish, and the blood bags were left in the dormitory and were not brought out.

This is what he didn't think about.

"Haha," Kamo Tsurumi laughed, pulled out the Taishi Lion King behind him, and slashed neatly at his arm from the top of the wooden nail to the middle of the blade. up in the air.

He controlled the fresh blood to rise, and his eyes also went up, muttering: "Isn't there a ready-made..."

Before the words fell, the manipulated blood instantly scattered and splashed, shooting through the curse master and several curse spirits hiding in the dark with devastating and majestic magic power.

"Ah!!!!" "Ah——!!"

very noisy.so tired.sleepy.

Kamo Tsurumi's brain was filled with exhaustion, there was really no room for him to process these unnecessary information.

A short break in a small bungalow only fills in the vacancy, let alone nourishes the spirit.

Fuck his conjurer, shit starts and ends.

"Scare (he)—"

A roar that was different from human beings and curse spirits came from a distance, and Kamo Tsurumi woke up a little bit when he saw the chaotic brain, but that was all, he couldn't figure out what it was.

"The Lion King."

He instinctively summoned the sword Fusangshen, and the Lion King who appeared could feel the chilling familiar atmosphere in the air without his ordering, and spontaneously flew to the enemy's location to retreat from the enemy.

The Curser, who was hiding in the dark and was more vigilant, saw his knife turn into a human form and leave, so he didn't dare to come out to deal with him carelessly. He didn't even activate the spell, as if he was waiting for him to collapse due to exhaustion.

What kind of helpers are those old people calling for? They are weak and naive, and the money is not in place?

The blood on his arm was still flowing, and he used every drop of it to track down the few remaining cursers.

"Haha——"

Kamo Tsurumi let out a laugh as if his throat had been pierced, and his eyes were blackened due to excessive blood loss, so he simply closed his eyes and squatted in the corner of the wall, beating his forehead with his fists.

"……tired."

After an unknown amount of time, he couldn't help coughing twice, stood up on his knees and walked to the edge of the tent, gropingly spread his five fingers parallel to the tent, and the spell power from his palm exploded on the tent with a "boom".

The pitch-black tent split a corner, then shattered and dissipated into the air, and the air that had been closed for a long time finally began to circulate.

Pretty simple.

Kamo Tsurumi walked out of the tent, followed by the newly returned Lion King in silence.

The Lion King realized that something was wrong with the current situation of the lord, so he did not report the battle just now, and stepped forward cautiously two steps away from him to protect him.

He walked by instinct, subconsciously wanting to go back to the small bungalow.

Perhaps Gojo Satoru is still waiting for the brightly lit small bungalow.

The key in the pocket is still there, and I use it to open the door, but there is no one inside, but there is a curse spirit.

Kamo Tsurumi subconsciously chased it away, but was stopped by its frightened meowing.

What, it's a kitten.

Without going into the details of why the little wild cat appeared in the private house, he walked around the little wild cat to find the borrowed room of his own, mechanically took off his shoes and socks, pulled off the quilt and lay down under the bed without even taking off his clothes.

Probably because of the recent frequent tasks, he has developed a 'good habit' of sleeping in his clothes.

……

The busy Gojo Satoru was helping Kamo Tsurumi, helping him smash the rotten ugly oranges in Kamo's house.

The last time the two demolished one-third of the old Kamo house together, it has been rebuilt. Although the elders in charge of finance are concerned about a large amount of turnover, they have been greedy for a lot of money. Generally speaking, I have to thank them Both make the old house look brand new.

Then the old house is gone~

Gojo Satoru once read a manga called "Ichi Superman" in Weekly Shonen Jump. The protagonist of the manga only uses one move to defeat the enemy every time.

Gojo Satoru has always wanted to try.

Then the second elder, there will be nothing~

It was almost early morning when he returned to the small bungalow after helping, and the door had obviously opened and closed. He guessed that Kamo Tsurumi had returned, humming a happy melody faintly, and sneaked into his room lightly .

Kamo Tsurumi lay on his side on the bed, curled up in a ball, his knees bent and his thighs resting on his left elbow, and his left hand was pressed against his heart to keep warm.It seems that the position of the pillow is not adjusted properly, and the right hand is under the face, and the sleeve of the quilt can be vaguely seen as the school uniform.

Doesn't this person change into pajamas when he sleeps?

Gojo Satoru consciously went back to his room and found brand new pajamas that he hadn't worn to change into for him. The cuffs of the pajamas grew a lot.

Although a little big, it is definitely much more comfortable than a school uniform.

Kamo Tsurumi's sleeping position, which was originally lying on his side, was turned into a flat lying position by his tossing, with his head tilted to one side, and his face was facing Gojo Satoru.

The bed was huge, and Gojo Satoru would not be crowded even if he sat on it. He bent his upper body forward and observed carefully to see if he was pretending to be asleep.

He did sleep deeply, so deep that he didn't wake up even after being changed, and so deep that he didn't react when he got so close to someone.

Gojo Satoru stared at his eyelids, not letting go of a tremor, trying to find signs of him pretending to be asleep.

The eyeballs were hidden under the eyelids and turned around randomly, as if they were having some bizarre nightmare, and they were desperately struggling to get out of the dream.

"Tsurumi?" The kind-hearted Gojo Satoru decided to help him again when he saw his distressed appearance, reached out and grabbed his ear, and called out to him with his mouth close to the pinna:

"Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi Tsurumi..."

Kamo Tsurumi's eyes opened a slit, and the faint light penetrated through the slit, causing the eyes to close again.

He opened his dry lips, and whispered from them:

"Enlightened..."

The voice was barely audible, but Gojo Satoru still heard it. He let go of his ear, put his own ear to his lips, and asked, "What? Louder."

"……Quarrel."

He only said a sentence that could not be said, and then fell asleep again.

Gojo Satoru, who was said to be "noisy", shut his mouth obediently to stop making noise, and slipped out of the room to search for things.

……

When Kamo Tsurumi woke up, it was morning, or maybe noon, and the sky outside was still bright.

He dazedly turned on the phone screen to check the time, only to find that he had actually slept all day and all night, and it was already the morning of the third day.

After falling asleep, I recovered a lot of energy, and the knife wound on my arm was also bandaged.

"The Lion King." He summoned the sword that was on the table.

Taidao appeared in human form, walked quickly to the bed and knelt on one knee with his head bowed.

"This," Kamo Tsurumi stretched out his bandaged arm to show him, "You wrapped it?"

"His Highness Wujo did it." The Lion King said honestly, his words were as strange as his expression.

"how?"

"My lord, His Highness Gojo used a marker pen when you fell asleep."

Shishi closed his eyes and did not speak out, but Kamo Tsurumi understood what he meant.

He sat up abruptly, turned off the phone screen and reflected his face on the screen.

——A little turtle was drawn on the cheek.

"...Where is Gojo Satoru?"

It's over, and I called him by first and last name.

"His Highness Wujo said that he went to school." The Lion King said softly, continuing to distance himself, "I wanted to stop it, but I didn't have time."

"it's not your fault."

Kamo Tsurumi took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and turned on the phone to call [Gojo Satoru].

The phone rang twice and got connected.

[He sees senior?What's wrong? 】It was Xia Youjie who answered the phone.

Kamo Tsurumi took the phone away and double-checked that there were no mistakes in the remarks, "Jie, I'm broadcasting Satoru's number, right?"

【ah?It's my phone that's right. 】Xia Youjie's tone was puzzled, and he couldn't hear the meaning of lying.

Very good, Kamo Tsurumi probably understood, that bastard Gojo Satoru not only drew him a little turtle, but also changed the address book in his phone.

"Wu Wu? Did you go to school today?" He asked Xia Youjie in a calm tone as much as possible.

[I don't know, I'm not at school. 】

"Understood, you are a problem student."

[Each each other, right?I heard from others that there is a similarly problematic student in the Kyoto school, but I don't know who it is. 】

"...Enlightenment's number was reported to me, and the address book was manipulated by him."

【real?Seniors are too funny. 】

"...be careful and I'll beat you up too."

After successfully obtaining Gojo Satoru's cell phone number, Kamo Tsurumi directly memorized his number in order to prevent the address book from being tampered with next time.

The call was broadcast again, this time just a string of numbers with no notes.

"Beep, beep, beep"

The phone was connected, and Kamo Tsurumi's manuscript had been typed and ready to be output at any time.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep..."

Gojo Satoru hung up the phone.

Kamo Tsurumi was even angrier.

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I watched the big movie of Pleasant Goat today

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