Don't compete with fairy tale vests

The campus of the Kyoto Prefectural Higher School of Jujutsu looks almost the same as the manga in Tokyo.

If you have to say that there is a difference, it is probably that the green area is larger, and the shadows of the whirling trees are layered on top of each other, outlining a solemn atmosphere, but too many green trees can easily bring a sense of gloomy oppression, and here The building is also slightly more ancient and rigid than the Tokyo campus.

The assistant superintendent left the first-grade students at the gate, stood in front of the school gate, and waited for a while, but no one was in charge of escorting them.

Zenyuan Maki put the weapon in his hand heavily on the ground, clicked his tongue, raised one eyebrow, and said angrily: "Che, are you looking down on people?"

Everyone who was treated coldly was not very happy, the collar of the dog curled thorn was pulled up a little higher, and some serious expressions appeared on the panda's furry face, even Yi who couldn't keep up because of nervousness Gu Youta felt the indifference of the Kyoto school.

Only the little lion seemed to be in a good mood, and even turned his hair into a beautiful orange-red color. His overly energetic appearance made Zenyuan Maki look sideways, and even wondered if he had eaten something wrong in the morning.

As Gojo Satoru said, the Kyoto school does have a lot of open space and a very wide field of vision, which makes Graugram full of expectations for the upcoming exchange game.

"When did you become so looking forward to the exchange meeting?" The girl with the dark green high ponytail stroked the furry head of the lion boy. It was a little strange, but although the texture made people love it, she continued to delay time at the door There is no way.

"Forget it, let's go in by ourselves." Chanyuan Maki resisted the magic tool on her shoulder, grabbed her luggage and walked in first, and several others followed after hearing that.

Otoko Yuta walked next to his classmate Grau Graman, who was the most familiar to him and was also a temporary safety device for Lika before he lost control of Lika. The lion's happy mood was infected, and his nervous mood suddenly relaxed a little.

"Sorry for the long wait."

When they were about to reach the building, a woman dressed in a priestess costume, who should be a teacher from the Kyoto school, walked out quickly and greeted them with apologetic eyes.

Ange Ji didn't mean to leave these children alone. No matter how hard the headmaster of the Kyoto school got on with Gojo Satoru, he couldn't take his anger out on the next generation of the magic world.

But in the final analysis, it is Gojo Satoru's fault. If it wasn't for the guy who liked to provoke himself since he was a student, he said something on the phone through the exchange meeting today, making people want to beat him through the network cable, An Ge Ji would not be because of Full of anger and nowhere to vent, he accidentally missed the time.

"Please come with me," cleared the angry-looking face of the white-haired young man from his mind with one click, and the female teacher dressed as a priestess calmed down, showing a slightly kinder smile, signaling that Tokyo is coming. Students from these sister schools walked with her, "Pick up your things, and I'll take you to the dormitory."

"That's it. You can allocate the rooms yourself. If you have spare time today, you can wander around the teaching area. Just don't go to the venue of the exchange meeting."

The panda took the key, Zenyuan Maki is a girl, and they don’t live in the same building. Seeing that they had made an agreement, Angeji was about to leave, but found a boy with a rare orange-red fluffy short hair who was too lively He ran up to her, and looked at him with an expression that people couldn't bear to refuse.

Angeji couldn't resist this kind of fluffy cuteness, and the anger caused by Gojo Satoru just now almost disappeared, her expression softened, and she was determined to listen patiently to what this student had to say to her.

"Teacher, can I play with the sand here tomorrow?" Graugramman was still a little worried, and honestly wanted to confirm with the teacher here.

"Playing with sand?" An Geji pondered for a while, and felt that this was probably a teenager's technique, so she agreed casually, "Of course, as long as it doesn't cause irreparable damage to the opponent, but you still have to remember that friendship comes first. second."

"Great!"

Seeing the orange-red haired boy leave happily, Um Diva was also affected by this joyful mood. Among the generally repressed conjurers, it is rare to see a cheerful person like Grau Graman. The corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily, she still didn't know what she promised just now.

Even though he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night, Graugramman still seemed more energetic than everyone else. After listening to the singer's brief explanation of the rules, he couldn't wait to enter the competition field.

Such a positive performance also attracted the attention of the students of the Kyoto school, but they entered the competition venue through two different entrances separately. Misfits, they were separated.

"I'm going to meet that guy alone." The muscular boy said he was about to leave the team recklessly.

"Todo!" Kenji Kamo wanted to stop him, but he knew Aoi Todo's temperament. His previous experience made him understand that unless he became Ko Takada, it would be difficult for him to change his mind. The girl floating like a witch on the broom ordered, "Forget it, I can only trouble you to follow him first, Nishinomiya."

"We need to plan well. There is a very strong guy coming from Tokyo, not only the special class, but Dongtang should be able to hold him for a while. Let's deal with others first." Just thinking a little bit, he dressed like an onmyoji The young man made a decision, "Take Dongtang as the attacking unit on the bright side and use it as a bait, while we hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity."

"You did all of this?" Zenyuan Maki shook off the dirt on the blade, carried it back on her shoulder, and looked at Yigu Youta who had already cleared the curse spirit in surprise.

Behind the young man, the shadow of Lixiang, the special mantra spirit, is slowly fading away, as if his strength has been exhausted, and Yigu Youta's face is also stained with some fatigue, but Chanyuan Maki can feel his mood at this time very good.

"Because of Lixiang's help, there are also those that were removed by Grau." With the help of Grau's Glaman spell, Otoko Yuta can borrow Lika's power for a short time without worrying about her going berserk, after all, he has not seen it so far. Having reached the limit of Grau's technique, even his terrifying spell power, which was praised by the five teachers, can be easily sucked dry by those colored sands.

But this can't be known to Maki, he remembers that every time the little lion conjures too much sand without authorization, he will be educated by Maki and Teacher Ye Moth's iron fist, so he quietly shakes off the purple sand in his sleeve.Yi Guyouta felt that it was nothing for Graugramman to use spells. Occasionally immersing himself in the sea of ​​sand for a while could relieve a lot of the pressure caused by suddenly entering this new world of conjurers.

"What did Grau do? He definitely used a large-scale technique without authorization again," Chanin Maki could tell at a glance that Oku Yuta was covering for Grauman, but this is not the place of his school, the girl just Evoked a wicked smile, she sometimes has bad intentions, under the influence of Gojo Satoru, it would be a strange thing not to have any strange hobbies, "But it doesn't matter here, the so-called solitude It’s better to have fun than to have fun, and today I specially let these guys from the Kyoto school experience the specialties of Tokyo.”

"But where did Grau go?" Chanyuan Maki stepped forward and asked after killing a third-level sneak attack with a magic tool.

"Glau?" Yi Gu Youtai looked around, but found that the big lion that was just beside him had disappeared.

"Forget it, anyway, what he said should be fine, let's meet up with Ji and Panda first," Chanyuan Maki noticed some unusual friction sounds while turning her head, and immediately threw the weapon in her hand, "Come down Bar."

Nishinomiya Momo, who was sitting on the broom controlled by her spell, narrowly avoided the attack and was taken aback.She just wanted to eavesdrop on some information, and when she saw the curse spirits that were quickly dispelled, she immediately stopped her sneak attack, knowing that she was no match for the two of them, so she flew higher out of caution, and concentrated on finding the one who left the team without permission. silhouette of classmates.

Zenyuan Maki made a regretful cut, and did not pursue. Yigu Yuta's spell power was consumed a lot. Although it did not affect self-protection, it was better for them to join up with their teammates first after comprehensive consideration.

It is not uncommon to see sand suddenly in the forest, let alone some colorful gravel. In this competition venue, the only explanation is the effect of a magician's spell. Todo Aoi is almost This judgment was made immediately.

While he doesn't seem to fit the stereotype of a strategist at all, he doesn't fight blindly.Because he didn't know the specific function of these sands, Dongtang didn't directly touch the sands hastily, but followed the traces carefully. He had a wonderful premonition that these sands would lead him to find that very special guy.

Following the trail of sand, he soon heard the sound of someone walking, and someone else humming a bright tune, the very person he had glimpsed at the entrance and had taken great interest in.

Sure enough, as he expected, those colored sands were the juvenile's technique. With the young man's brisk pace, he was bouncing and walking in the forest like a big cat playing, and some colorful sands appeared under the young man's feet. , spread out like fireworks on the soft soil formed by the humus in the forest, and the hair of the boy called Grau Graman by his classmates changed colors gaudyly like neon lights in a night market.

"Come on, tell me, what kind of woman do you like?" Dongtang Aoi walked out of the bushes carelessly, without any sense of guilty conscience following others all the way, blocking the only way for the little lion to pass, with eyes asked resolutely.He was gearing up, his body sank slightly, ready to attack at any time, and at the same time looking forward to the answer from the boy's mouth.