Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"Teacher Wutiao?"

Graugramman had already caught the owl that was shot down by Gojo Satoru. He noticed the gray-haired young man's dark and unpredictable expression. He stood not far away and asked worriedly. He possessed a spell closely related to emotions. Very sensitive to other people's emotional changes.

But at this moment, under the influence of Gojo Satoru's seemingly calm but violent mantra, the gravel he sprinkled around him no longer showed a pure sky blue color similar to that of a super conjurer. , but gradually changing towards a darker color, just like the dark color of the turbid foam floating on the sea before the tsunami.

If Neki Toshihisa was here, he would probably be able to recognize the little guy whose wings were captured by Grau Graman. It was he who met when he and Fu Heihui went to the school of Knotweed Yujin to collect Su Nuo's fingers that owl.

Just before the air in this silent cemetery was about to freeze because of this series of sudden and bizarre events, Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed.

The white-haired young man's laughter cut through the air that seemed to be no longer flowing. There was no trace of wind on the hill of the cemetery, but Grau Graman and Paul Hesse suddenly felt a bit of coolness in this sunny day.

"This is really..."

Gojo Satoru covered his face with his hands, Graugramman couldn't see his expression, and the words of the white-haired young man didn't sound very emotional, as if he was simply sighing.

But Graugram can still feel some hidden deep negative emotions from his words.

It seems that under the suddenly calm and waveless sea, there must be a huge undercurrent hidden, waiting for a suitable opportunity, maybe a hurricane blowing from a distant place, or something erupting from the center of the earth The undersea volcanoes will break through the sea surface and sweep towards them, showing their strength and anger.

"Teacher Wutiao?"

Graugram called his teacher again, and the white-haired young teacher gave some attention to his students after calling for the second time.

Taking a few steps forward tentatively, after not being blocked by Gojo Satoru as before, Graugramman quickened his pace and came to the side of the super conjurer, but he did not receive a message from him after completing the task as usual. Gojo Satoru touched his head.

The white-haired young man just stared at the empty coffin, and didn't notice that his student was looking at him expectantly, and even deliberately poked his furry head forward.

Seeing Gojo Satoru's pensive look, although Graugramman wanted to be praised, he still stood there quietly without yelling at him.

At this time, Paul Hesse, who had stood silently aside for a long time, also stepped forward.

The boy's brown chestnut curly hair was stained with some earth and rocks that were just splashed by Gojo Satoru's spell, but the Germans didn't seem to notice it at all. He was sometimes so slow to everything except missions that it gave his chief a headache. the point.

"Excuse me……"

Paul Hesse spoke politely. He thought he had waited long enough, but Gojo Satoru didn't seem to tell him the information he wanted so far.

But this time he failed to finish his question.

"As you can see, the person you want to meet is here."

Wujo Wu snorted and laughed, but it seemed more like a mockery than a laugh, as if he had already figured out something, Wujo Wu no longer stood in front of the coffin, but made room for it.

The Germans filled that position, but until now, Paul Hesse still didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the gourds of these conjurers.

"If you want to tell me that Xia Youjie is dead, but the inside is empty."

Paul Hesse commented calmly.

"That's right."

Gojo Satoru nodded slightly, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth seemed to be smoothed out by some bad things. Since just now, Graugramman has not seen a familiar smile on his teacher's face.

"However, Xia Youjie is indeed considered dead in a physical sense, and some rats in the gutter, no, it is a bit flattering to say that they are rats, and the guy who is worse than mud seems to take Jie's body away Already."

The cold words and harsh metaphors uttered from Wujo Wu's mouth clearly showed that the super magician's mood had become very unpleasant at this moment.

Hearing his words, Paul Hesse froze for a moment, but said nothing more.

After figuring out some things, Gojo Satoru seemed to be walking faster. When Graugramman brought Paul Hesse to the front of the car, the white-haired young man was already exuding a It's time to eat the delicious snacks.

"Teacher Wutiao, what should we do about this?"

Grau Graman still held the previous owl in his hand. At this time, the bird of prey had woken up and was flapping non-stop in the hands of the little lion. If it hadn't been firmly caught by Grau Graman Wings, it must have managed to escape.

"That bird, you carry it first."

The white-haired young man said nonchalantly, motioning for them to come up quickly.

The auxiliary supervisor sitting in the front looked hesitantly at the dirty-looking owl in Graugramman's hand, then looked at his spotless environment inside the car, and finally started the car without saying a word.

"Is it okay to take this back?"

Sensing that the assistant supervisor's expression in the rearview mirror was really not very good, Graugramman hesitantly asked the super conjurer.

"It's not a big problem, do you want to eat?"

Before Graugramman had time to answer, he and Paul Hesse were stuffed with the same snack as the one in the hands of the white-haired young man.

The golden food has a crispy coat that has been fried, and has an addictive magic after the magical Maillard reaction.

And because of the butter in its depth, the high temperature makes this milk product with a unique flavor blend into the depth of the potato, making its inner core more soft and delicate, which makes people want to stop.

It's a buttery potato that's gone cold from the people who've been waiting too long to eat it, but that little blemish doesn't stop it from continuing to smell alluring.

"Try it."

This is Gojo Satoru's suggestion, Graugramman took a bite as he said, and the wonderful taste exploded between the boy's lips and teeth in an instant, as if the gorgeous dance of the butter elf's curtain call in the high-temperature potato theater unfolded on the tip of his tongue .

As expected of Gojo Satoru, the self-proclaimed second butter potato lover in Japan, this butter potato is indeed very appetizing to Grau Graman, and even Paul Hesse, who still wants to ask some questions, is temporarily overwhelmed by this delicious meal. Civilian food was gagged.

After harvesting such delicacies, rounding them up was considered a reward from the teacher, which comforted Graugramman's feeling of being a little hurt just now because he didn't get his head touched.

While Graugramman was eating, Gojo Satoru also started his own research on birds.

However, such studies can go on for too long and end because the study individuals don't cooperate.

The tan-colored bird of prey was showing a human expression, and Graugramman was a little surprised to see a human expression in such a bird.

The giant bird quickly turned into a stardust-like substance and disappeared, leaving only five enlightened eyes looking darkly at his empty palm.

"Paul," Gojo Satoru suddenly called out the German's name, and the boy with brown chestnut curly hair immediately raised his eyes to look in his direction, "You also want to investigate Xia Youjie?"

"Yes."

Paul Hesse replied succinctly.

"He may be the source."

"Really?" Gojo Satoru just replied lightly, and no one spoke for the rest of the journey.

At the gate of the Conjurer Association, the three parted ways. Paul Hesse's residence was arranged by the high-level, and Graugramman followed Wujo Wu back to the high school.

"Go and rest, don't worry too much."

Gojo Satoru wanted to let his students take a good rest, after all, there were enough turmoil today, and he also had some things to discuss with Noctua Masato.

After all, young people are no longer the lawless students they were when they were students. Although their domineering personality has not changed at all, as a teacher, you have to estimate your students, so you must not act rashly.

But when the white-haired teacher was about to leave, he realized that there was an overly existential gaze staring at him.

That gaze came from Graugramman, and the little lion still remembered that his head had not been touched, so he pretended to follow Gojo Satoru and refused to leave, his sense of presence was frighteningly high.

"What's wrong, Grau?"

Gojo Satoru asked amusedly, and was picked out by the student who just hid his head behind the flower pot and pretended no one saw him.

He could sense that Graugramman was trying to please him, his student who seemed nervous but was always good at caring about other people's feelings.

But it seems that it's not just that, Graugramman seems to have something else to say.

Gojo Satoru asked the question he had just asked again. When facing Graugramman, he always had to be more patient than usual.

However, Graugramman did not speak, but expressed his needs with practical actions.

Who can resist seeing a big orange cat coquettishly wanting you to pet his head?

Anyway, Gojo Satoru is not allowed. Originally, he planned to make a quick decision, but in the end he rumpled the boy's fluffy hair until it looked like an exploded dandelion before letting the boy with a mournful face and an afro head leave.

Gojo Satoru really felt that his mood was much better after being interrupted like this. I don't know if Grau Graman's magic formula was working. The anger in Gojo Satoru's heart seemed not as uncontrollable as before. :

Obviously, his current state is more suitable for discussing issues with Noctuid.

"Stand up and attack me, Kyoka."

The words uttered by the skinny boy were as cold as a frost sword, and the girl in kimono trembled uncontrollably when she heard these words.

But she still had to stand up. Izumi Kyoka knew that she had no right to admit defeat. If she fell down, she would only receive stricter training and oppression from Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

"Port Mafia doesn't need useless people, Mirror Flower, think of your worth."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's words were like the last piece of weight, making the girl sprint over him with all her might.

"Ahem, this is what it looks like."

The pale boy showed a rare smile, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth seemed a bit cruel.

The corners of his black clothes move without wind, and the beast hidden inside is already ready to move.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke seems to have a new subordinate, because the boy is busy with new subordinates, and Kai Long hasn't seen that child who is always unwilling to admit defeat in his infirmary for a long time.

"How is Ryunosuke?"

He was still a little worried about whether the young man in poor health could take care of himself. When his younger sister Akutagawa Gin came to fetch medicine for his brother, Kai Long couldn't help stopping the girl and asked.

"Brother?"

Speaking of her brother's affairs, the girl who was always sharp like a knife at work also showed a bit of popularity. The girl's tone became more active, and her expression became more agile. It seemed that she was very concerned about Akutagawa Ryunosuke's recent situation satisfy.

Akutagawa Silver's expression was full of gratitude when facing the centaur: "I'm really grateful to Mr. Kailong for his help all the time. My brother is finally willing to take medicine well, and his health has improved a lot recently."

"Don't worry about it, it's just a little effort."

After a few more pleasantries, Kairon asked about Akutagawa Ryunosuke's whereabouts. Logically speaking, taking medicine alone is definitely not enough. Akutagawa Ryunosuke also needs to come to him regularly for checkups, but the boy is overdue. A few days.

Hearing Kairon say this with a serious expression, Akutagawa Yinxin is concerned with his brother's health, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke's current location is not a secret, so he informed the centaur.

When he heard about the underground training ground, Kairon didn't think too much at first, but thought that Ryunosuke Akutagawa was doing some additional training tasks.

However, when he approached the training ground and heard the roar of a boy with black and white gradient hair, which could still be heard even under the obstruction of the heavy iron gate, Chiron suddenly realized that Something happened that he didn't expect.

There seemed to be the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground inside, as if someone was being knocked into the air and landed again.

Without thinking too much, Chiron immediately decided to open the door.