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Before I came to the apartment, I had imagined many times the scene of fighting heartily with the knotweed boy under the training of Gojo Satoru, the strongest magician. theory or skills.

But I never expected that the training in my fantasy would start with watching a movie and end with watching a movie.

"Aoi-chan's smile is forced...do you not like my arrangement?"

My stomach started to hurt, and I said weakly, "No, I was thinking about how likely it is to call Miss Haruko and say I want to go back to work..."

Absolutely, absolutely, definitely be criticized by Ms. Haruko!

I actually piled up a mountain of work until tomorrow just to watch a movie all day today?

help-

His thoughts couldn't help but began to roam the sky, and suddenly he was stuffed with a disc full of discs by the other party.

"Are you serious?" I licked my dry lips, and my voice sounded dry.

Mr. Gojo nodded seriously and made a gesture of please.

Looking at the boy with knotweed again, he has already begun to choose the disc with great interest.

Wait, why are you so proficient, Knotweed Boy?

"Let's take a look at this, Anna Xer! How is it?" The knotweed boy quickly selected his favorite disc, took the lead and nestled on the comfortable sofa, then turned to look at Mr. Wutiao, "Teacher Wutiao, or Is it like yesterday?"

After getting the approval of Mr. Wujo, the boy with a knotweed stick picked up a doll on the sofa and held it in his hands.Then he patted the empty space on the side with his other hand, and said to me, "Come on, Aoi!"

"...." I silently shed two lines of wide tears in my heart.

Was the Knotweed boy eventually led by an unscrupulous teacher?

Seeing that I was still standing there in a daze, Mr. Wujo simply pressed my shoulders and pushed me to the front of the sofa, then pushed me down slightly with both hands, and skillfully stuffed another doll into my hand.

"Aoi-chan probably hasn't played this before!" His tone was like that of an elementary school student showing off his new game console in front of his friends.

"...It's true that I haven't played it before."

Sorry, I was an insulator of stuffed animals growing up.

But——I weighed the shape and considered it a cute doll, and asked in surprise, "Is this... a curse skeleton?"

Non-combat curse skeletons... a bit rare.

"BINGO! As expected of Aoi-chan, the special feature of this curse skeleton is that it must continuously inject stable mantra power, otherwise it will wake up!"

No wonder he had to pretend to be in a deep sleep, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear the snoring of the mantra.

I was taken aback, and subconsciously began to inject my own mantra power into the mantra according to Mr. Gojo's words.

Is it a constant and steady force?

but--

"Then what if it is interrupted or the spell power changes?" As soon as the words fell, I felt a gust of wind from below, and I threw out the spell skeleton in my hand almost reflexively.

Then it fell into the arms of the young man with knotweed without any mistakes.Then the awakened curse skeleton waved a fist as big as a sandbag and slammed it hard at the chin of the knotweed.

Hiss - it hurts to look at it!

I touched my chin as if I felt the same way, and there seemed to be a dull pain there.

"Why was I the one who got hurt!" The knotweed boy held his chin and yelled unwillingly.

Feeling agitated, the mantra in his hand, which had been controlled safely, also came to life, and ruthlessly waved towards the right cheek of the young tiger stick boy.

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I touched my nose resentfully, "Sorry, I made a mistake!"

Then he took out the anti-swelling and pain-relieving spray from his bag, and handed it to the boy with knotweed, "It just came in handy."

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I have to say that using this method to practice mana control is indeed very novel and interesting, but——

"This kind of training is indeed completely sufficient for the beginner Knotweed boy. But Mr. Wutiao, I am also a first-level conjurer..."

Controlling mana like this...isn't it easy for me?

Mr. Wutiao raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "You can try."

hateful--

Always feel underestimated!

I just sat down on the sofa and smiled: "Just wait and see!"

Sit down and watch Anna Xer with the Knotweed Boy.

Well, the horror movies that fall into the clichés can't stir up any waves in my heart at all. On the contrary, the young knotweed boy next to him, when he encounters certain scary and weird scenes, frequently gets tricked.

"Boy Knotweed, you are still far behind!" Then I laughed mercilessly.

"Damn——I will never lose to you!" Knotabagi Yuhito, who suddenly ignited his fighting spirit, turned his head and stared at the projection, with a look of refusal to admit defeat.

"Then let's have a showdown! The knotweed boy! I will never let the water go! Hahaha——"

"..."

As soon as Mr. Wutiao, who had just taken out strawberry popsicles from the refrigerator in the kitchen, came out, he saw the two of us with a rare confused expression as if we had been beaten with chicken blood.

Gojo Satoru: Did I stumble into some hot-blooded scene of high school students?

"What an incredible youth..."

……

As time goes on, the longer you watch horror movies, the higher the reaction threshold of Knotweed Boy to horror scenes. Basically, the two of us are watching horror movies calmly, eating potato chips and drinking Coke. , and occasionally exchange opinions and ideas——

"Wait a minute, the plot is definitely that the hero is the murderer!"

"Don't open the cabinet, you idiot, you still open it when you know there's a ghost!"

"Is this the routine of a horror movie? It's really amazing that everyone's intelligence is reduced..."

"..."

Another classic horror movie is over.

It is said that after watching horror movies for a long time, I will really feel aesthetically tired. I turned my head and wanted to ask Knotweed Boy to change the disc, but found that the guy had closed his eyes and fell asleep at some point. I couldn't help feeling:

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