As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

There is one thing I have to struggle with.

It is known that in the sister war, the curse spirit group will make troubles to get the nine-phase diagram of the curse fetus.

Ask, do I want to block.

Having said that, I am still looking forward to the appearance of the bloated phase.Not only is he a handsome guy, but he will also fall to the protagonist's side in the end.

This should be considered a gold finger given by the villain, right?

I feel like I should give Brother Baoxiang a chance?

Hmm, don't interfere too much.

Then such a happy decision~

For the next few days, I was just going about my activities step by step according to the teaching plan of the college.

Of course, apart from going shopping for desserts, clothes, sunglasses, and occasionally practicing hands with Wujo Wujo every day, there is not much to do... What a ghost!

More than half of the day is taken up by Gojo Satoru, and I have to accompany him on missions.Of course, the prize money will go to me in the end.

The main reason is that my "six eyes" are still in a semi-secret state, so it's not convenient to do tasks alone.That's right, I am the owner of Wujo Satoshi, but I don't even have a rating.

outrageous.

Fortunately, the last stable days are coming to an end soon, and the sister battle is finally here!

Although I didn't join the high school for a long time, I won the unanimous love of the students in a certain comparison, and finally elected me as the teacher in charge of the Tokyo school.

That's right, without Wujo Satoru knowing, I kicked him off and took over.

Who told him to hang out with Huzi every day and never go back to school.

I will replace it directly!

When I saw Wild Rose dragging her luggage at the school gate, although I held back my laughter, my shoulders still trembled a few times.

Cough cough--

serious.

It’s like after an explanation in the original work, we finally ushered in the students of the Kyoto school after Wild Rose made complaints about a certain pure love god of war.

There is one thing to say, although the image of everyone in the later period was different, but now it is very cool to see them all dressed up and coming together.

Especially Zenyuan Zhenyi, who came with his own sarcasm.

"Hey, everyone from the Tokyo campus is here, are you here to greet us on purpose? It's disgusting."

Disgusting der.

I came to see the only normal person, the one with three rounds.

Let me see how normal the three-wheel painting style here is!

"Yi Gu isn't here?" I really want to see Dongtang's tearful tears when the non-existent memory appears in the back.

However, the Tokyo school is not a vegetarian, and Ye Qiangwei's flick of the tongue with its own fighting national temperament is enough to "overwhelm the crowd".

Everyone said one sentence to the other, and in the end it was up to three rounds to smooth things over.

My God, from the looks of it, Miwa is the kind of normal person who can live to the end!

It's just because it's too normal, and I'm a bit of a two-dimensional novelty hunter, so I'm not very interested.

"Okay, let's stop fighting among ourselves." An Geji was the last to walk up the steps, "Then, where is that idiot?"

"Idiot", I should be referring to Wujo Wu.

Now he is probably pushing Huzi to surprise (scare) everyone.

"The teacher in charge this year is Misaki." Panda explained like a big brother.

I took a step forward at the right time and nodded slightly.

"Hey, isn't he a student?" Nishinomiya Momo looked a little surprised.

I can't blame her for being surprised. My face is very tender, and I haven't intuitively looked like Makiko who doesn't wear platform shoes and a high ponytail. They probably misunderstood me as a first-year student.

"Misaki is a new teacher." Junpei said, seeing my eyes, he added, "By the way, Gojo-sensei will be here soon."

As soon as the words fell, Gojo Satoru rushed over pushing an iron box containing a tiger's cub.

"Wait!"

Except for three rounds, no one should be waiting for you.

I took a look at those pink dolls, not to mention, they were a bit ugly and cute.

I took a step back and made room for the box (tiger).

——Junpei, that's Torago inside.

"Is it in there?" Junpei's expression became indescribable, and he asked me in a low voice, "Isn't it Gojo-sensei's idea?"

——Hmm, although you haven't been in school for a long time, you already understand it very well.

"I always feel that we need to reduce the sense of presence." Junpei said, standing with me, and took another step back.

For Huihui and Ye Qiangwei, we are also accomplices who know and don't report.

He already felt that Huzi was about to be punished.

Sure enough, when Hu Zi posed and jumped out of the iron box, the painting styles of Hui Hui and Wild Rose were different.

What words to use to describe it.

It's like the feeling of a good painting with two layers of BBC underworld filters added.

Is there a picture?

And that's not the end, the filter quickly erased the colors of both of them, turning them into line drawings.

It was the first time I saw this spectacle in front of my eyes. I was very satisfied and took a photo secretly as a memory.

I don't know if there will be a chance to bring the photos out of the comics in the future.

And everyone in Kyoto is also immersed in the souvenirs, and pays no attention to this "two-faced Nuo" container.

Hahahahahaha, I really can't help it, you guys haven't seen Huzi's rare embarrassment.

Sitting up in shock when he was dying of illness, the clown turned out to be himself.

I suspect—no, I'm sure that the five cats did it on purpose, and sent the gift first on purpose.

Of course, it's not that there are no people who don't cheer at all.Look, didn't the old rock and roll principal of the Kyoto school open his eyes in fright?

As soon as the five cats saw him, they hurried up to greet him. The greetings were still the kind of lines of "caring for the elderly" such as "I'm worried that you will die too frightened".

I believe that the rock and roll old man must be "moved" to a mess now, you see, he even calls Wutiaomao "brat".

Very brave.

A negative teaching material for talking to elders.

Hey, old rock and roll can't hold it anymore?

If I take off my glasses right away, he won't be allowed to die on the spot?

I touched the frame of my mirror.Forget it, I am so beautiful and kind-hearted, I will definitely not make him worse.

After a brief meeting, Principal Ye Moth also explained the rules of the group battle, and everyone disbanded on the spot.

However, because the sister war was supposed to last for two days, Principal Noctua Moth had arranged accommodation for them in advance, and I, the teacher in charge, would take them there.

Including the rock old man from the Kyoto school.

"Hey, boy from the Tokyo school——"

I have a name, didn't you hear it just now?

Who's the boy?

I didn't even bother to turn my head.

"What's going on with Su Nuo's container?"

Don't you know how to speak human language, old man? He also has a name, Hu Zhang Youren.

I pushed my sunglasses - I can't even bother to talk to old rock and roll.

Maybe he felt that his face was a little lost in front of the students, so he said sharply: "Didn't you hear the old man asking you, impolite brat."

I silently rolled my eyes.

"It has nothing to do with you, does it?" Actually, I just couldn't speak coherently, but the cadence and rhythm of the sentence were full of provocation.

Hey, I feel like I am getting more and more enlightened.No, no, I have to correct it quickly.

Otherwise, when I go back, I will be beaten by my roommate with just this tone of voice.

"You concealed the life and death of Su Nuo container, do you think this kind of behavior is allowed!"

You are so dissatisfied, why didn't you take it out on the five cats when you were angry just now?

Could it be that you want to bully me that I just entered the magic world and don't understand anything?

"Knotweed Youruhito." I stopped, although I'm not tall enough, but compared with the crooked old rock and roll old man, I still have enough momentum.

Before he understood what I meant, I turned around and pointed at myself, "MI·SA·KI."

Understood, don't open your mouth like a stinky boy, shut up like a Su Nuo container.

Humph, old rock and roll.