Mysterious Organization Tivat

Zhong Li is not a conjurer, and the director department didn't want him to teach any serious things, so he just put his name on it, and he can do whatever he wants.

However, Zhong Li still borrowed the textbooks of the high school from Ye Mo Zhengdao, and carefully prepared the lessons.

It was the first time that he gave such a formal lecture to others, and he was teaching the knowledge he had only learned for five hours. It was rare for Zhongli to experience the feeling called "uneasy" again.

Even if I only have a rough understanding of the entire content, and I can barely read it by heart, but... After all, this is only the beginning of my understanding of the magic world, and there will be some problems that I have not grasped.

However, this kind of uneasy mood has been away for too long, and it may be a new experience to experience it again.

But unfortunately, this experience has just begun and it is over.

"My name is Yuu Huihara. I am a first-year student at the Tokyo Magic College. I am currently in class. Can this strange teacher leave the classroom? We are about to start class."

Gojo Satoru widened his already big eyes, sat next to Nanami Kento, pinching his voice to imitate Hui Yuanxiong.

"Ah, Teacher Zhongli, I'm really interested in what you said just now, and I want to hear more. Can you tell me more, teacher?"

Zhong Li, who had just stepped onto the podium and hadn't opened his textbook yet: ...

"Wu Tiao Wu--!!" Ye Mo Zhengdao's fist of justice and punishment precisely hit Wu Tiao Wu's head, "Come out!"

No wonder there was no one in the classroom. It turned out that all three of them were in the first grade classroom.

Noctuid Zhengdao received a text message from Jiazi, and went downstairs to arrest him.

Noctua turned around and stared at Xia Youjie and Jiaru Nitzi who were giggling, with a serious expression, "Jie and Nitzi, you too, this is a first grade classroom, what are you doing here, a thousand-word review. "

Xia Youjie touched his nose embarrassingly, and protested tactfully, "Isn't it all five hundred before? One thousand is too much."

As soon as he heard that he was going to write a self-criticism, Jia Ruozi quickly raised his hand to express his innocence, "I'm wronged, I came here to catch these two guys who skipped class."

It seems that the night moth was very angry and asked them to write a thousand words.

Daba!The game she has been looking forward to for several months will be launched today, and she is planning to compete with netizens in the game tonight!

We've been together for almost two years, Ye Mozhengdao still doesn't know what kind of stuff his students are, Jiarui Nizi looks cute, but he's actually a troublemaker, and he's not as blatantly troublesome as Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie , Sometimes if you don't pay attention, you will enter the house and fall into the pit of nitrate.

Ye Mozheng said indifferently, "One thousand less? Add another five hundred."

Well, Noctuid got angrier.

Jiarui Nizi and Xia Youjie looked at each other, the sensible ones stopped haggling, and shut up obediently.

Anyway, the future is long, and the night moth is angry today, let him follow him first, otherwise the number of words in the review will be even more.

Especially since last week, Noctua is forbidden to let the auxiliary supervisor write a review for them, alas... [-] words...

Wujo Wu saw that Xia Youjie and Jiajin Nizi quickly surrendered and defected, and glared at them unhappily, but still squeezed his throat and spoke in Hui Yuanxiong's tone, "Senior Xia You, sister Jiaxun, how can you leave Senior Wutiao alone? !"

Jiajin Nizi & Xia Youjie: Vomit──

Gojo Satoru shouted in a fuss, "Hey, Jie, Nitzi, what are your expressions!"

Sitting next to Wujo Wujo, Qihai Jianren, who had endured 100% noise in his ears, had bulging veins on his forehead, and obviously couldn't stand the contrived Wujo Wujo next to him.

Why do juniors have to respect their seniors? Seniors like Gojo Satoru don't need respect at all.

Hui Yuanxiong, whose seat was taken, was smirking at the side, watching Gojo Satoru imitating himself to speak and laughing non-stop.

Wutiao senior is really amazing, he can learn so much like him!

Lehu and Hanayu by the window couldn't understand Gojo Satoru's low-level tastes.

Leuhu: Boring human beings.

Hana Yu: Why hasn't Wendy come yet...

"Wujowu, [-] characters! Come back with me immediately!"

Noctua Zhengdao was about to be pissed to death by Gojo Satoru.

In the past, he was the strongest and acted unscrupulously. No one can cure him. Now that Zhongli and Wendy are here, how dare Gojo Satoru?

Although Ye Mo Zhengdao had a very good impression of Zhongli, he couldn't bear Wutiao Wu's ability to make trouble.

Speaking from experience, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he can't maintain his composure in front of Wujo Wu. Ye Mo Zhengdao is afraid that Wujo Wu will anger Zhongli and repeat what happened last night.

And there are Lehu and Hanayu in the classroom...

Having said this, the moth Zhengdao became even angrier.

Didn't the Director's Department promise him to arrange Lehu, Huayu and the first grade together?What's the situation now?

Night Moth Zhengdao suppressed his anger, his face darkened even more, and he clenched his fist of justice and sanction, ready to strike.

Gojo Wu saw that Noctua's righteous way was about to come true if he continued playing, stuck out his tongue, and said bitterly, "Noctua is just talkative, you know, you know."

Gojo Satoru had already learned the content of the class in his family. It would be better to go out to do the task of exorcising the curse spirit in the theoretical class, it would be boring to death.

Forget it, let's go to class.

It is easy for Wujo Satoru to exorcise the curse spirit, but it is very troublesome to run around.

Almost at the door, Gojo Satoru suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Qihai, your next class is a practical class, right? Jie, we are also a practical class, right?"

Gojo Satoru made a face at Leuhu, and patted his butt provocatively, "Huantou, I'll show you my domain in the next class, don't be afraid to come, hahahaha."

The leak exploded immediately, the magma above the head began to gurgle, and the temperature in the room rose rapidly.

It pulled the corners of its mouth, revealing its black teeth, "You really dare to talk big, kid. You don't have to wait until the next class, you can do it now."

Who was Lun Kuang Wu Tiao Wu afraid of?

Leuhu was crazy, Wujo Wu was even more crazy, "Now? I can't wait to be beaten so impatiently, it's not impossible... Noctua!"

Night Moth Zhengdao's Fist of Justice and Sanction hit Gojo Satoru again, and then twisted Gojo Satoru's ear and dragged him out of the classroom.

Sure enough, to deal with Gojo Satoru, getting started directly is the fastest solution.

"Hey, it hurts, Noctuid! Let go!"

Gojo Satoru shouted exaggeratedly, and Noctua Masamune punched him again angrily, "Go back to the classroom immediately."

Seeing that Wutiaowu was still restless, Xia Youjie was afraid that he would hurt himself if he acted again, so he yelled nitro.

Jia Ruozi nodded knowingly, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Accept the punishment, Gojo Satoru."

"Wu, calm down."

The two of them restrained Gojo Satoru, ignoring his resistance and pressing away.

"Qami! Haibara! Hurry up and save your handsome Gojo-senpai—uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Xia Youjie covered Wutiao Wu's mouth with one hand, and secretly glanced at Noctua Moth's terrified expression.

The night moth is angry, so please be blessed, Wu.

Gojo Satoru, who was causing trouble, finally disappeared, Noctua Masamichi took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the first grade classroom again.

Noctua bowed rightly and sincerely apologized to Zhongli.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Zhongli, I didn't discipline the students well and caused you trouble."

When they met last night, Ye Mo Zhengdao's attitude towards him was only cautious, and he didn't have the respect he has now.

No, not so much respect as fear.

Zhong Li could probably guess the worry of Ye Mo Zhengdao, he shook his head with a smile, "Mr Ye Moth is serious."

"Being a teacher and teaching students is a contract between me and Wujo. Protecting students is also within the contract. Mr. Ye Moth can rest assured."

His mind was broken by Zhongli, and Ye Mozheng slowly let go of the hand hanging by his side.

He raised his head and looked at Zhongli, "I believe in Mr. Zhongli's character, thank you for your understanding."

Zhong Li didn't respond to this thank you, "It's just fulfilling the contract."

With Zhongli's assurance, Ye Mo Zhengdao told the two students again, "Ms. Hattori is unable to teach you for the time being, you must earnestly study with Mr. Zhongli..."

He lowered his voice, pointedly, "...If you have any questions, you can contact me."

The concern from the principal flattered Nanami Kento and Haibara Yuki, but they also knew the meaning of Ye Mo Masamune's words, and the ease brought by Gojo Satoru just faded away, and their hearts lifted again.

"We got it, Mr. Moth." X2

Jianren Nanami and Yuo Huihara are far more well-behaved students than Gojo Satoru. Every time Noctua Masamune learns about their situation, he gets a positive reaction.

Noctua nodded Zhengdao, and controlled himself not to look at the two super magic spirits.

He turned around and looked at Zhongli solemnly, "My student, please take care of Mr. Zhongli."

Night Moth pushed the door right, and every step he took was heavier than the last one.

He knew he was going to do something that shouldn't be done, no, something that had to be done.

No matter whether it is as the principal or as an adult, Noctua Moth Zhengdao can't bear to have two first-year students in the same room with the special magic spirit.

Such a danger is not something they are about to face now.

"Why did you arrange Qihai to be with Huiyuan and the super mantra? They are still two children!"

Ye Moth stood in front of the senior executives of the Director's Department, his anger was followed by a calmness beyond usual.

"Super-level spell spirits should open up a separate place. I don't agree with them being together with students from the high school."

"Night Moth is on the right path, don't forget your identity."

"Don't think that once you become the principal of a college, you can question the decision of the director's department. The director's department can let you stand in that position, and it can also let you down."

The old man sitting in the first place let out a cold snort, and the solid wooden crutches fell heavily on the ground, Ye Mozheng heard a "boom" in his heart, as if something shattered with the sound.

Night Moth took a deep breath and looked up.

"Huihara and Qihai have just passed the second-level rating, and they don't have the strength to fight against super-level curse spirits, let alone two..."

"Night Moth is right!"

A high-level person sitting under the old man stood up and said sharply, "The Director's Department has already made a decision, all you need to do is execute it!"

"Huihara and Qihai are college students, they are my students. I cannot tolerate someone using my students as bait."

Ye Mozheng's gaze was as bright as a torch, staring at the old man sitting in the first place.

The atmosphere in the conference room froze instantly following his words, as if the air was not even circulating.

"I will not implement the decision of the superintendent's department. I will protect my students in my own way."

Ye Mozheng dropped this sentence, turned and left the conference room.

"Kang--"

It was the first time that Ye Mo Zhengdao, who looked rough but actually very polite, slammed the door in the director's department, and it was also the first time to express his anger to the senior management.

His students have never been pawns.