Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"Can you say that again?"

The tall man wearing sunglasses looked at the white-haired young man in disbelief, his overly agitated emotions made his already somewhat ferocious appearance even more ferocious.

"It's a present." The white-haired young man looked at his principal without any guilt, and with a smile, he pulled out Grau Graman, who looked out of order, and pushed him in front of the man, and began to make nonsense , "Dangdangdangdang, it's a souvenir I brought back from the desert, a natural desert lion!"

"And it will change color!" The strongest in the magic world said triumphantly like a child showing off a new toy, and he didn't notice the blue veins on the forehead of the night moth Zhengdao at all.

Although the boy standing by was still a little confused, he also turned his hair into a bright pink without hesitation.

Seeing this scene like a juggling scene, the headmaster of the Tokyo Conjuration College seemed even more troubled.

Facing this young man who fueled Wujo Wutiao's arrogance and raised his blood pressure, but he might also be harmed by his own bad students, Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't get angry with him, so he had to turn his head to deal with the dishonest white-haired young man.

"Bang-"

The man's fist was solidly smashed on the head of the unscrupulous people's teacher. Seeing Wutiao Satoru was useless and shameless, Ye Mo Zhengdao barely calmed down, and asked seriously, "What's the matter with this child?"

God knows that Noctua Masato almost wanted to call the police when he saw his former student coming back with a "colorful neon light". He was sure that Gojo Satoru had made something beyond his imagination.Relying on his previous experience of wiping Gojo Satoru's ass, he could almost foresee the accountability from the Curse Association, so it's not surprising that he showed such a livid face.

"It's just a random gift you bought in the desert?"

Ye Mozhengdao didn't like him, and frowned: "Quickly explain clearly, Wu, did you go wandering somewhere again? If I remember correctly, your mission location this time should be in no man's land." Bar."

Wujo Wu's disposition, the Noctuma Righteous Way who was once his teacher is of course clear.Since it was brought back by Gojo Satoru, the young man in front of him is undoubtedly the sorcerer Miaozi, and where to go to pick up students in that kind of deserted desert, Ye Mo Zhengdao would rather believe that Gojo Satoru was lazily going to buy Xijiufu by force They took people captive.

But this time he really wronged Wujo Wu. Who would have thought that the one who caused the desert vision was just a young man suspected of possessing a magic spell. Tens of thousands of square kilometers of sand have been turned into colorful blocks like children's graffiti.

"It's true that I picked it up in the desert." Gojo Satoru was also a little unhappy after being doubted one after another.

"Really?" Seeing the student's rare serious tone, rather than the sloppy eyes after the joke was exposed, Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't help but began to believe this somewhat outrageous truth.

The white-haired young man curled his lips: "Of course. I never lie."

As if the words you used to bluff me were true, Noctuid said rightly, but now is not the time to settle old scores.He glanced at the boy next to him who was enjoying himself trying to poke the felt doll even though Gojo Satoru and him were temporarily aside, and decided to settle the matter with the kid first.

"Ahem." Noctua Zhengdao cleared his throat, trying to bring the topic back on track, and by the way, have a brief understanding with this child who is likely to be a future student of the college.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized something that he had ignored because he thought Gojo Satoru was joking again, and the slight guilt caused by misunderstanding Gojo disappeared immediately.

"Doesn't that mean that this child is the cause of the special mission that the Curse Association issued to you?" The man's voice suddenly rose, and he stared at the white-haired young man with stern eyes, not giving him a chance to slip away.

"Ah, that's right, don't be so loud, it's super scary." The young man wearing sunglasses picked out his ears, and he had already put one hand on the door of the principal's office, but he didn't look like he was caught. Complaining outrightly.

"What do you mean?"

The fist of punishment representing justice fell heavily on the young white's head again. The movement caused by the master and apprentice made the passing school nurse poke her head out curiously.

"What are you doing?"

With an unlit cigarette in his mouth, Yajin Nitzi poked his head in curiously, and as expected, he saw Noctuma Zhengdao and Gojo Satoru, who were competing with no lower limit again. It is expected that it is not the first time to take the opportunity to see a joke.

However, it seems that an interesting newcomer is about to usher in. The girl took off the cigarette and put it behind her ear.

Nitro glanced at the boy who had rolled into the pile of felt dolls and was having a great time playing with a fur ball.Such a tall man should have seemed very uncoordinated when doing such a thing, but Graugramman's body is a feline lion. Of course, it would not be unlovable for him to do such a thing that releases his nature. Good impression.

"What a lovely child." The female school nurse leaned against the door in a dispirited manner, commenting in a fluffy tone.

The boy who was suddenly praised was a little overwhelmed, but he still showed a bright and sunny smile to this strange woman in a friendly manner, which made the tired girl seem to be in a good mood, and even walked to work with vitality some.

The two over there were still arguing.

"You should hand him over to the Curse Association, or at least report to the assistant supervisor in charge of you, instead of just bringing him back." Looking at his disciple's arbitrary behavior, Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't help it Fu Er, the high-level executives are not as easy to talk to as he is.

"Huh? Handing over to those old oranges is the worst thing. Maybe the next day, I don't know where they will be taken by those old people." Gojo Satoru has always looked down on the faces of those high-level people. Yes, I have always been skeptical about the conscience of the top executives of the Magic Association, and refuted without giving in.

Night Moth opened his mouth to say something, but finally had nothing to say.For the person in the high school who can be said to have the most contact with high-level officials, he knows very well the ugly faces of those elders. He knows that most of what Gojo Satoru said may happen in reality. It is inevitably a little sad, but he also acquiesced Gojo Satoru made this choice.

"So what are you going to do? Did anyone else know about him on the way back?"

"Of course not, I teleported back directly."

"That's it for now."

The man sighed, acquiescing to Gojo Satoru's plan.

"However, whether he can officially enter the school has to pass the test." After consideration, Noctua said solemnly.

When Graugramman was playing happily with those ugly and cute felt dolls, he was suddenly grabbed by the back of the neck, lifted from the ground, and placed in front of a man who looked fierce.

"Hello?" Don't know what to say, but there's nothing wrong with saying hello first.

Looking at the young man with a bright smile, Noctua Zhengdao felt even more tired for some reason. He seemed to have a vision of his future career of educating older children, but he still asked dutifully: "Why do you want to be a curse?" Magician?"

"What is a conjurer?"

"Wu, didn't you even tell him this?" Night Moth Zhengdao was about to roar, the veins on the man's forehead had twitched to the point that it couldn't be ignored, his whole body was like an active volcano, as long as five Wu Wu If there is a slight mistake in the answer, it will explode.

"I forgot." The white-haired young man scratched his face maliciously, and walked to the door, "I remembered that there is a limited edition Xijiufu on sale today, bye!"

Before he had time to say anything else, Gojo Satoru disappeared. Facing the boy with pink hair standing in front of him with his head upright like a primary school student and pretending to be serious, Noctua Masato could not continue to educate him .

At least this boy seemed to be a good boy, and the exhausted headmaster could only comfort himself silently in his heart.

Sighing a little, Ye Mo Zhengdao had no choice but to assume the duties that should have been assumed by Gojo Satoru, and introduced the profession of conjurer conscientiously.Kurikawa Soryu had learned a lot of inside information through the grassland hunter's vest and the help of the system before, but he was able to get a systematic explanation from a professional teacher, and he also pretended to be ignorant of it, and seriously Listened to the whole thing.

The way the young man in front of him listened carefully made Ye Mo Zhengdao able to confirm that this was not another unruly thorn, he felt a little relieved, and his face was no longer so dark.However, as the principal of a higher education institution, he will not be lenient just because of these initial impressions. Entrance tests are still essential.

"The death rate of conjurers is far beyond your imagination. After hearing this, do you still want to be a conjurer?" Ye Mozheng calmly looked at the young man in front of him, waiting patiently for his reply.

"miss you!"

Graugramman's answer without thinking seemed to irritate Noctua Moth. The man's face was blocked by sunglasses, and his expression could not be seen, but he directed his own cursed skeleton to attack the boy quickly.

"Becoming a magician is not something you can pretend to be cool. If you are so contemptuous, I will never agree to your admission."

"Oh, I understand!" The lion boy yelled suddenly, and then began to murmur in a low voice, "It's like what the president said, you have to show sincerity when you join the club."

"It's time to show your strength, um, it's decided, just work a little harder." Graugramman muttered, making silly comparisons, looking at the cursed skeleton rushing towards him, His eyes became serious.

Night Moth didn't hear what the young man was saying, only saw Grau make a very childish movement, and then strode up. He was puzzled, but he didn't stop at all to control the attack of the curse.

The strange-looking curse skeleton stopped suddenly when his fists were about to approach the boy, and Noctua Zhengdao felt that some kind of external force disconnected the curse skeleton in the whole room from him.

With a rustling sound, something piled up on the floor of the principal's office at a terrifying speed.