Don't compete with fairy tale vests

Kurikawa Soryu thought for a long time in front of the mailbox downstairs in the apartment, and finally decided to take the letter sent by the mysterious person named "A·H" back home.

"Aren't you afraid of someone's conspiracy?"

The voice of the old man Roaming Mountain sounded in his mind, his tone was serious, obviously he didn't agree with it a little bit.

Even though the voice sounds old, like an elderly person, the system is always so energetic and comprehensive when it comes to Kurikawa Soryu's safety.

"If that's the case, since the person who wrote the letter already knows the address of my home, he can just do it if he wants to do something, so there is no need to send the letter round and round like this."

Kurikawa Soryu looked at the envelope that he put on the desk, and replied in his heart.

Even so, he still has a lot of worries. After seeing the strange abilities of people with different abilities, it is always right to be cautious.

Therefore, the dark purple envelope has been quietly placed on his desk for a while.

Fingers stretched out and retracted, fists clenched and then released, after some psychological struggle, Kurikawa Soryu finally made up his mind and opened the envelope carefully.

The contents of the envelope were unexpectedly simple, unlike the kraft paper envelope that seemed to be filled with my very expensive, there was only a small paper card and a roll of euros inside. Soryu Kurikawa counted the money and found that it was about There are six hundred euros.

There is only one line of short address written in Japanese on the card, which is somewhere in Europe. During the process of checking, Soryu Kurikawa noticed that the handwriting on the card was very immature, as if written by a child who had just learned to write.

It's all so weird and ridiculous.

The inexplicable appearance of the envelope and such handwriting, he almost thought it was some child's prank, but the euros sent with the card made it more like half a "pie in the sky" honeypot trap .

Kurikawa Soryu looked carefully at the envelope and the greeting card, but found nothing such as interlayers, and even found no information about the sender on the dark purple kraft paper envelope.

"Wait, this address..." Soryu Kurikawa entered the address on the card into the search engine, clicked nervously, and a web page about the place popped up immediately, which surprised him and relieved him, "here It actually exists, it’s a small town in Germany!”

The old man Youyoushan didn't express any further comments on this, as if he disappeared suddenly, but Kurikawa Soryu was a little excited because of this discovery, and didn't even notice the sudden silence of the system.

Holding the corner of the card, he said to himself: "Are you inviting me there?"

"But it really is a very strange letter."

The chestnut-haired young man lay back on his bed, and sank into the quilt in a relaxed posture. He raised the card to his eyes again to observe carefully, but saw a few small, vague words on the edge of the card, which seemed to be written in It was written in pencil and then carefully erased.

Kurikawa Soryu carefully identified it under the light for a long time before finally being able to read the two words: "Maomao?"

The principal's office of the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic and Magic, located in the outskirts of Tokyo, has welcomed a new guest, or more precisely, it should be regarded as an uninvited guest.

The man who was poking the wool felt unhurriedly wore black sunglasses on his face, and he couldn't see the eyes below through the all-black lenses. Neki Riku didn't know if he was observing him, so he could only force himself to stand up. Straight chest, looks more bold.

Under the double gaze and oppression of the white-haired youth and the so-called headmaster, the sports belt worn by Negi Riku felt vaguely wet. The forehead guard absorbs sweat, and he is probably already in a state of cold sweat.

Following the sound of unpacking bags coming from Gojo Wu, Ye Mo Zhengdao finally stopped what he was doing, and carefully looked at the conjurer reserve who was abducted by Gojo Wuxin .

Neki Toshihisa was already extremely nervous in his heart, but his appearance was completely opposite to his heart. His expressionless face due to tension made his originally too fierce appearance and his naturally lifeless dead fish eyes look even more frightening .

This made Noctua Zhengdao unavoidably look at him a few more times, leaving a thorny first impression in his heart.

Noctua Masamichi stared at him until he felt that Negi Riku's eyes were getting more and more impolite, and then he looked away. For some reason, he felt that the child looked familiar.

However, as soon as he put the conjurer Miaozi to himself, without saying anything else, Gojo Satoru, who started to eat wagashi with excessive sweetness without tea, was inexplicably angry.

So Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't help but interrupt the white-haired young man's action of extending his sinful hand to a piece of edamame Miki Hisafuku, with a bit of a sad habit in his tone: "What's the matter with this child? "

The implication is to ask the white-haired youth, where did he abduct this child, and explain quickly.

"He seems to be a kid Jay took in before."

While Gojo Satoru was talking about such explosive news, he didn't stop talking, and took another mouthful of edamame Mikikufu without any hesitation.

"What did you say!"

Yemo Zhengdao finally remembered why he thought Neki Toshihisa looked familiar. He was clearly the person in the photo printed on the information. Although he was a marginal figure, he was still connected to the well-known curser organization Panxing Cult anyway. , is definitely an existence that will be extremely tabooed by the higher-ups.

Originally thought Gojo Satoru went on a mission abroad and picked up a Graugramman was outrageous enough. I didn’t expect that the white-haired youth would even dare to bring the henchmen of the Curse Master to the school. This is the rhythm that makes him worry to death.

The familiar feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart again, Ye Mo Zhengdao pushed his sunglasses. After getting along with Gojo Satoru for so many years, he has deeply understood that it is difficult to change the thoughts of young people on his own, even Already proficiently, he began to list one, two, three plans in his mind to help Wutiaowu deal with the follow-up problems.

"Do you have any specific plans?"

After pondering for a long time, Noctua Moth Zhengdao already had some plans in his mind, but he still planned to hear if his wronged students had any other constructive suggestions.

"I've already made a plan, just apply for admission right now, probably tomorrow, no, maybe this afternoon, maybe there will be an old orange from Kyoto begging you to let him enroll."

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and blinked his left eye. It was rare for him not to wear sunglasses or an eye mask, but it was a pity that the other two people present did not know how to appreciate it.

"The admission procedure can be done at any time, but have you really planned it?" Although it is not surprising that Wutiao Wutiao, as the head of the Wutiao family, has some tricks, but with his past experience, Ye Mo Zhengdao is still a little worried.

"Of course, we'll see."

Seeing Wutiao Wutiao's confident appearance, Ye Mo Zhengdao also believed him three points for the time being, and did not continue to ask.

"By the way, Grau and Maki should be back soon."

When Ye Mo Zhengdao finally couldn't tolerate the white-haired young man eating recklessly in the office and wanted to send him away, Gojo Satoru suddenly asked.

"The assistant supervisor has already gone to pick them up." Ye Mo Zhengdao glanced at the time on the phone, a little surprised why Gojo Satoru asked this, "Why are you asking this?"

"Suddenly it occurred to me that I had left them at the mission site irresponsibly."

The unreliable white-haired teacher spoke in a joking tone, which made Noctuid Zhengdao feel a headache again. The man wearing sunglasses waved his hand, and finally made this big, beautiful, but extremely annoying expensive house cat come from disappear before his eyes.

Gojo Satoru walked out of the door. The moment he closed the door, his eyes became sharp and cold as if he remembered something, but the moment he raised his eyes, he returned to the previous casual and free and easy. This change quickly made the witnesses Jiarui Nizi even wondered if he was dazzled.

The black-haired female doctor vaguely sensed the emotions of her former classmates, took the cigarette from her lips, and wanted to show a little concern, but the words turned into something else: "Wu, you Did you cause trouble for Headmaster Night Moth again?"

"No, I'm the strongest, it's just that there will be one more child in the first grade this year." The white-haired youth replied with a relaxed tone.

"One more new student can make the principal chat with you for so long, and it should be at least as difficult as Grau's." Jia Ruozi didn't quite believe Gojo Satoru's words, so he picked up the topic casually, "Are you afraid? I didn’t write enough self-criticisms when I was in school.”

It's just that as soon as the words were spoken, the family felt a little regretful, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, but she felt something wrong unilaterally, and the other party said that she still didn't care, but the female school doctor didn't know what happened next. There was something to say, and he left in a hurry on the pretext of going to the infirmary to sort out the new medicines.

Gojo Satoru was the only one left in the corridor. He stared blankly at his fingertips for a while, his sky blue eyes filled with emptiness and indifference.

He leaned against the wall, as if waiting for someone, footsteps came from the stairs, and the corner of the young man's mouth smiled again when he caught the furry head emerging from the corner.

"Glau, are you interested in going to Kyoto with me again?"

The white-haired young man jumped out, grabbed the passing lion cub, and stopped the young man on the way he must pass. He told the orange-red-haired young man in a coaxing tone that he must not be heard by Ye Mo Zhengdao and Chanyuan Maki. whisper.

This successfully attracted the attention of the active, curious little lion. Grau Gramank still complained about being stopped when he failed to publicize the beauty of the sand when he went to Kyoto to participate in the sister school exchange meeting last time. Yu Huai immediately pricked up his ears excitedly.

Rubbing Grau Graman's orange-red soft hair again, which looks pleasant in color, Gojo Satoru then added: "You can also promote your super loving sand bath therapy by the way, then There are many old men who can't sleep at night because of the heavy humidity, thinking about things all day long."

"This will definitely be a grand surprise for them."