Don't compete with fairy tale vests

The pink sand that emerges like a fountain is centered on Jiashen of Leyan Temple, spraying high into the sky. Even if Ye Mozheng is standing in front of the window on the second floor, he can clearly see the pink sand soaring to his eyes like smoke Soaring up and down the square.

Gojo Satoru saw Noctua Masamichi's complexion changed drastically, and immediately knew that something interesting enough was definitely happening outside, so he rushed to the window with the intention of watching the fun, and even used teleportation in such a place, just to be able to Before the night moth stopped him, he poked his head out to see what was going on.

As soon as he probed, the young man couldn't help pushing up the slipped sunglasses with his knuckles, and exaggeratedly praised in a joyful tone: "It's actually pink sand, I thought that boring and pedantic old man would only explode Something dark came out."

Sure enough, the other person who was still in the meeting room couldn't empathize with Noctua Moth at this time. Not only that, Gojo Satoru was the one who would take the lead in order to prevent chaos in the world. Not only did he have no intention of stopping himself The student Grau Graman continued to release the mantra sand outside to drown the thoughts of the Kyoto school, but he was very leisurely leaning on the window frame and commenting on the emotional sand of the principal of Leyan Temple.

The burly man covered his face tiredly, unwilling to look outside the window and indoors again. This made him experience a double headache. He walked back to his seat with heavy steps, and drank his tea without saying a word. The water in the cup, leaned back, and did not forget to cover the face with the paper used to record the achievements of the two sides, trying to keep out of sight and out of mind.

Gojo Satoru never cared about these things, and went out directly from the window to take a closer look at the pink sand beach. Due to the existence of infinity, only a few scattered grains of sky-blue sand were peeled off from his body. From the eyes of lovers, the extremely romantic pink sand sea adds a little bit of blue, making it even more dreamy.

The skinny old man had long since disappeared into the sand, and Graugramman also showed his prototype. The pink lion, almost two stories tall, enthusiastically threw down the 1.9-meter-tall white cat youth, and happily used He hit him with his forehead, and knocked him into the sand pile from behind the young man, successfully creating another human-shaped blue sand dune on the ground.

"Is this a special Valentine's Day program for the school? Or is it because April Fool's Day is coming?"

The corners of the diva's eyes twitched as she returned with the students, and she smirked and complained about everything in front of her in a good tone. It could be seen that she was trying to convince herself that all this was reasonable, and the students behind her Invariably, their expressions became stiff, their eyes wandered, and embarrassing memories came to their minds. Except for the more excited Todo Aoi, Nishinomiya Momo and the others all developed some PTSD towards the colored sand to varying degrees.

"That's weird! What's going on here!" The female teacher couldn't deceive herself, she held her head in collapse, the pink sand was not only satisfied with occupying the entire square, but was moving towards the square at a speed visible to the naked eye. The teaching buildings spread, trying to swallow the entire Kyoto campus like some kind of flowing creature.

An Geji looked around, looking for the figure of the principal, and hoped that Leyan Temple Jiashen could stop this scene that was about to get out of control. Little did she know that the origin of these dreamy pink sand was the principal who looked so old. In a sense, it is hidden.

Suddenly, the female teacher found in the only sliver of sky blue that she had been hostile to her since she was a student, and immediately decided that it was his responsibility without thinking, and turned her anger on Wujo Satoru: "Wujo, what the hell are you doing? , This is definitely a good thing you did!"

The woman dressed as a shrine maiden buried her whole body in the sand, and Gojo Satoru, who was only showing his head outside, carried out a brutal unilateral language output, regardless of whether he was angry or not, just wanted to express it quickly, and followed The few students from the Kyoto school behind her were also a little surprised, as if they didn't expect that their seemingly gentle teacher would have such a manic and crazy side.

Gojo Satoru, who was influenced by Grau Graman, couldn't hear her voice for the time being, so he couldn't say anything that would raise Ange Ji's blood pressure. Finally, I have a little pleasure of revenge, and I have a little more affection for the person who did this.

The pink sand beach was left in the square in front of the teaching building for a full day before it disappeared as suddenly as it appeared. The principal of the Kyoto school kept secret about the follow-up handling of this matter, and he was unwilling to explain anything, which made An Geji very upset. I only know that for a week after that day, the old man's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and Wujo Wu, who had already been blocked by him, even deliberately sent messages to laugh at him under the pretense of Noctua Moth Zhengdao's social account.

Since there is an arsenal not far from the square, the raging pink sand naturally took care of it. Although there are some ordinary spells placed there, they are not as precious as those stored in the taboo, but nearly three One-tenth of the magic tools suffered and lost the magic power attached to them, but this kind of loss is a matter of embarrassing themselves, and Leyan Temple is not thick-skinned enough to shut down the Tokyo school for money, so it has to be knocked down. Swallowing his teeth and bleeding his small coffers, he was one step further away from his goal of forming a band.

On the other hand, Graugramman was stroked by his classmates in turn after returning to school, as if stroking his hair could bring some good luck, even the most honest Otoko Yuta also followed Maki's example They helped make the lion cub an Afro.

His agility made the little lion yell "Yuta has become a big villain too", but he couldn't avoid his hand, so he could only feel wronged and happy to be shoved by his classmates, just like A colorful lion cat that was over-operated in the cat cafe because of its popularity, and was almost numb under the hands of customers.

So what the hell did I do?Grau Graman was puzzled, and Grau Graman was very puzzled. This confusion even slowly turned into panic. He found that since he came back from the sister exchange meeting, many different things had happened. For example, today he was discussing When he was in the middle of the night, he accidentally eliminated the magic power of the magic tool that Maki had been using more easily recently, but the girl actually endured it for a full 3 minutes before pushing him into the ground.

"So what's going on," Graugramman couldn't help expressing his doubts when he went to buy water with the panda and the dog Curly. Maybe it reminded me of the horror movie I watched last night, and he whispered to the panda suspiciously, "Could it be that Maki has been replaced?"

"Uh," Panda was occasionally stunned by the miraculous brain circuits of his classmates in the Department of Natural Sciences. He struggled to find his own language system, organized his language, suppressed a smile, and replied seriously, "Maybe it was the previous incident that made me feel so uncomfortable." Maki's tolerance for you has increased a little bit?"

"Salmon." The dog Curlythorn also nodded in agreement, and when Graugramman squatted down to tie his shoelaces, he touched the soft colored fur of the little lion.After all, before going there, no one thought that Grau Graman would bury the principal of the Kyoto school with sand. For children of their age, this kind of thing that can be called a challenge to authority is simply too cool up.

"But I really didn't do anything."

But fortunately, three days later, when the little lion made Zenyuan Maki's spell useless again, the dark green-haired girl didn't hesitate, and punched Graugramman into the wall with one punch.But Zenyuan Maki didn't expect that the lion boy who she picked out of herself burst into tears and yelled "Maki has changed back" with great excitement, which made the girl Monk Zhang Er puzzled.

The daily life of boys and girls is beautiful and fulfilling, because no matter what, at least there are reliable adults in Cursed High to shelter them from wind and rain, but the world of adults is much more troublesome.

Because her own princess successfully became a member of the detective agency, the ghost fire spirit also became a worker in the armed detective agency as a family member and non-staff member.

After Edogawa Ranpo and Fukuzawa Yukichi called those commissions side missions, the enthusiasm for the brave man's work was extremely high. Considering that it is better for children to stay with familiar people, in Yumeno Hisaku who does not have to go to school From time to time, the boy will also carry out missions with the brave man. Ghost Fire Spirit and Yumeno Hisaku have almost become the most efficient fixed combination of the Armed Detective Agency, and even once brought the Detective Agency into a blank period of commissioning.

"So no matter what, at least write a mission report." Although Kunikida Doppo admired the hero's superb and terrifying completion efficiency in his heart, he only wrote three lines at the longest when he saw the dozen in his hand. There is really no way to go against my serious character and convince myself to lock these sloppy things in the case file cabinet.

"I beat up a peddler who sold contraband, and knew that the mastermind was a first-year student in a certain university, so I handed it over to the authorities," the man with yellow hair read the extremely simple report in his hand word by word, and twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty. , trying to understand the process described in it, but finally gave up on the analysis, "This can't be connected, please write it for me."

"But it's true. It took less than an hour to solve it. If it wasn't for dinner time, it could have been faster." The ghost fire spirit was a little aggrieved, but she still sat on the sofa motionless and let Yumeno Kusaku give it to her. He wears pigtails.

Since Yumeno Hisaku's hair grew long last time, and he didn't have time to take him to cut it for a while, and was braided once by the girls of the detective agency, the boy became obsessed with braiding other people's hair.Although his hair was still cut short later, Yumeno Hisaku, who thought he had combing skills, began to fiddle with other people's hair. For example, the beautiful silver hair of the ghost fire spirit became his primary goal, but the brave man wore a colorful hair on his head. The upside-down braid tied with plastic rubber bands is really funny, and thanks to the always serious Kunikida standing in front of him, otherwise he would definitely laugh out loud.

"So how did you find the mastermind behind it?" Kunikida raised his forehead.

"Just let Upf do the divination. After finding the general location, I saw that the little brother's breath was a bit cloudy. I just walked up to him with the princess, and he said everything. I didn't even send out the veritaserum. Use it later." The brave replied with some regret.

But Kunikida Doppo looked more skeptical.

"Did you do anything else? Why did he recruit all of them?"

"Well, well, because there was a little problem with the cross-border gate, I accidentally burned a tree when I moved to that little brother," the brown-skinned youth heard this, and his expression became a little unnatural , his speech became a little vague, but he immediately tried to make up for it, "I will compensate you afterwards, so don't worry."

Hearing the silver-haired youth's explanation, Kunikida managed to pass the report of the ghost fire spirit, but judging by the way his brows were tightly furrowed, he probably struggled for a while.

"So how much magic do you know?" Miyazawa Kenji, who had just finished his mission, heard their conversation and asked curiously.

"Hey! Since you asked the question so sincerely, I will not hide it. I am a great magician who has mastered more than 408 kinds of magic and a reserve member of the strongest hero in the universe. The sole heir of the flame of fire and the light of eternal silence, he also has more than 29 configuration methods of magical potions in his head." The ghost fire spirit put on a handsome posture, but it didn't last for a second because Yumeno Jiu couldn't do it. Carefully pulled her hair and grinned in pain, "Hiss, please be gentle, princess."

"It's amazing!" The young man clapped his hands very politely, and asked enthusiastically, "Your spell looks so cool, can you teach me?"

"Uh, this..." The brave man's gaze became wandering once.

"Hahahahaha."

Ranpo Edogawa, who was eating snacks beside him, laughed until his stomach ached.

Rubbing his stiff cheeks, the detective smiled and said, "Because the spells are different every time, so there's no need for you to learn them, Miyazawa, and I saw Kunikida receiving the mission report."

"Is that so?" Although the young man looked a little regretful, fortunately it was Kenji Miyazawa who was fooled by Edogawa Ranpo and quickly diverted his attention.

I don't know why, there was a loud noise from downstairs of the detective agency, and there was a young man walking away humming, just hearing this sound, the ghost fire spirit felt that the movement of his head stopped, Yumeno Kusaku suddenly He lowered his head and began to tremble slightly.

"It's those guys in black suits, they found them so quickly," the little detective shook the potato chip crumbs on his body, picked up the remaining snacks, and walked to the inner room without hesitation, without turning his head. Huidi waved at the ghost fire spirit, and yawned without nervousness at all, "I'll leave it to you, let's do a good job for your princess."