5t5 still hasn't turned positive today

Nitzi only returned to the college in the evening, and there were not many people in the room here, so Xiyin lived next door to her as a matter of course.

The two of them made the bed in the room and visited the school hand in hand under the dark sky.

Compared with the regular garden scenery of the Kyoto Courtyard, the more casual and wild style of the Tokyo Courtyard is more in line with Xiyin's wishes.

She said: "Mr. Tsuruta is really a kind person. I asked the elders in my family to send him a letter saying that I would transfer to Tokyo, and he agreed to me without saying a word."

Although she didn't seem to care about it at all, Nitrate still remembered why she dropped out of school, "You came to Tokyo, so the Buddhist monastery won't pester you anymore, right?"

"There's no need to worry. I've already expressed my refusal with actions like this. Even that person will know how to measure it."

Whether it's Ohno or Zenyuan, no one wants them to be together.

Zenyuan Naoya is first-rate in action and stubborn, but at the same time he is a selfish guy who judges the situation and the situation. When it will endanger his own interests, he will become more sensible.

Looking back now, it's kind of 'cute'.

Seeing his friend's hand on his lips, his dark smile, and his dark pupils, Nitrate decisively decided to change the subject.

"What do you think of the new classmates, are they going to pick you up today?"

Xiyin thought for a while and said, "I haven't seen you in [-]. The Wutiao family's Liuyan has really changed a lot. If it weren't for the obvious features, I wouldn't dare to recognize it."

Before entering the college, Nitzi had never met Gojo Satoru, and of course she couldn't compare. She tilted her head, "Where is Xia You, what do you think of him?"

A genius sorcerer born in a commoner but with superior talent, the manipulative spells and spirits he possesses are considered to have the potential to become super.

These messages flashed across his mind, and then he recalled the handsome young man with slender eyebrows and long eyes that he saw yesterday.

Xiyin sighed softly, and said out of boredom, "It's really lackluster, it's not interesting."

Before meeting Ono Xiyin, the two DKs knew nothing about her except that she was a woman of the same age.

Noctua, who is the class teacher, is of course different.

Not only did he know that the beautiful female student in front of him came from an aristocratic family, but he also knew that she was a student at the Kyoto Academy before, and even vaguely heard rumors about why she transferred schools.

After the matter of her coming was confirmed, the headmaster specially called him to explain something.

Hearing that Ono Xiyin was unable to bear the psychological pressure due to emotional entanglements, and had to be transferred to a higher school after being ill for a few days, he couldn't help but yell at the principal.

What do you think this is?This is the High School of Conjuration!

Even a student who lacks spell strength and can only develop in the direction of auxiliary supervision must have a strong psychological quality. What kind of trouble is a female student with a weak mentality coming in?

Okay, okay, the first grade I'm teaching, the problem students have seriously exceeded the standard!

The principal, Tsuruta, was his respected teacher, and he held him in high esteem. Noctua's expression changed a few times, but he didn't utter a word of "no" in front of him.

Sixty-seventy years old this year, the kind-hearted Tsuruta naturally understands the student's mind, and said with a smile: "Zhengdou, I trust you very much, you have a heavy burden this year... The Ohno family is extraordinary, don't underestimate this female student .”

The meaningful words of the old fox made him have some expectations in his heart. Maybe people can't be judged by appearances, and Ono Xiyin is not the kind of delicate nerves and crying nose that he resembles.

Thinking of this, standing behind the desk in the classroom, his serious and rough face became more serious and sinister.

"Let me introduce myself, Ohno-san who is new here!"

The female student who was so delicate that one could suspect malnutrition stood up, lowered her head slightly and said in a soft voice: "I am Ono Nozomi, please get along well in the next few years."

"Tch." The student with the number one problem spread out on the desk, with long legs stretched out of the desk with no place to rest.

The student with the second question smiled and clapped his hands, and he didn't seem to care too much about his support. "Welcome."

Student No. [-] was spinning a pencil in his hand, and looked out of the window, looking like he was in a state of wandering.

No, no, no?

I'm not the head teacher in an ordinary high school, and I never enjoyed comfort, but now I have to worry about new transfer students being squeezed out by others, and then come to me crying about this ordinary high school routine?

Noctua was blocked by the theater in his brain, his expression became more and more sinister, and then he was heartbroken to find Ohno quickly looked up at him, with a frightened expression on his face.

"..."

Ye Moth felt that he could still save him, so he cleared his throat and tried to soften his facial expression as much as possible.

"Although it's a bit late to ask this question, it's a common practice. Please make sure you think about the answer before giving me an answer."

He said: "Why do you want to be a magician?"

What is the problem?

Xiyin laughed from the bottom of her heart, with a thoughtful and hesitant expression on her face: "I must survive as a conjurer."

"Why?" Night Moth's serious face was like a dark cloud.

Xiyin glanced down, looking sad and dodging, "Teacher, you must think that I am very ugly... But this kind of me is the last drop of blood of the Ono family, and I must inherit the family business. Although the Ono family Declining, but it is also a long history and a well-known family of magic spells. It is too ridiculous to be the master, how can the master not be a magician."

Noctuid has a splitting headache!

"Since it's a family with a long bloodline, no matter how it declines, you can't be the only one."

He squeezed the space between his brows, and tried to persuade: "At least now, it seems that you don't have the enlightenment to become a magician. If the family wants to pass on, they should have the wisdom to choose a suitable heir. It's not enough to just consider the bloodline." .”

What he said is really far, but it also proves that he is a teacher who tries hard to be responsible for the students and hopes that they will walk the right path.

"There is really no way..."

Xi Yin was still wearing that weak mask, she pursed her lips and began to move her fingers, her brows were frowning and her face was pale, making people worry that she would faint on the spot if she said another harsh word to her.

"Although I'm a waste without spells...but I also swore before my father died that I must support the family. This is a curse, and I also promise that no matter what, no matter what, I can't complete it."

"I am really a weak person, and I often feel ashamed. When I encounter difficulties and painful things, I just want to escape. I am really grateful to the principal for accepting me. If it weren't for his kindness, I really don't know what to do It's..."

This miraculous conversation made Gojo Satoru's expression gradually lose control. He covered his ears, but the conjurer's keen sense of hearing insisted on pouring into his head the pitiful and soft voice of the transfer student.

Especially the phrase 'Although I am a waste without spells'.

Waste without spells?

Who are you lying to, what nonsense, what do you think the six eyes are, who do you think I am?

Lying without drafting—no spells?

The slight goodwill aroused by the face when we first met had long since been wiped out by the transfer student's weak and pretentious appearance.

Liuyan, who had discovered the flaw, did not hesitate at all, and jumped up to expose her lie in front of the whole class, but just opened her mouth, but found that she had nothing to say.

Hey, what is this guy's technique?

Gojo Satoru stared at him six times, and looked at Ono Xiyin in shock and inexplicable, but was speechless.

In the vision of the six eyes that can see through nothing, the operation formula in the slender girl's body is complicated and obscure, and the circuit lines suddenly become an indistinct mess, and nothing can be seen.

Of course I know what her spell is, but I can't!

Realizing this, it dawned on him that this was bondage.

It's unbelievable that I could forget!

The white-haired DK thought in shock, although the specific content of the bondage was vaguely remembered as part of the agreement, how could he forget the feeling of being forced to bow his head and compromise?

That haggard man who coughed until he seemed to die in the next second, but his eyes were frighteningly bright like the blade of an invincible sword.

There was also a little girl kneeling beside him, delicate and beautiful but lifeless, like a doll.

Earlier, they met in the courtyard of Wujo's house. He was sitting on a tree, and she stood below and looked up.

"I'm so worried, you're so indifferent."

She looked up at him, her eyes were full of concern, although it was the first time she met him, she was kind and familiar as if reunited after a long absence.

"You, like me, are birds trapped in a cage. From birth, no, from the time of birth, you have determined your position and purpose, and then you are carefully fed and coaxed. If you continue like this, one day You can’t fly out even if you open the cage, aren’t you afraid?”

The only thing to blame is that Liuyan is so easy to use, Gojo Satoru was shocked at that time!

Her words were sincere, but those tender and caring eyes looked deep and dark, full of malice, what a dark and twisted guy this is!

This guy, this kind of person!

Not to mention six or seven years, even in another six or seven hundred years, it is impossible to become the submissive, weak and pitiful appearance now!

"Wu Tiao, what are you doing?"

The scolding sound of the night moth came to his ears, Gojo Satoru came back to his senses, glared at Xi Yin, kicked down the table, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and left the classroom without looking back.

Night Moth watched this guy go away, the veins on his forehead jumped happily.

Is it tolerable, which is unbearable... This guy just owes a lesson, why should he bear it?

He rushed out with a fist the size of a casserole!

"Wu Tiao seems to have been beaten badly."

The sound of fists hitting the gun was mixed with sporadic screams of pain.

Nitro put down his pen and looked outside the classroom, as if he really wanted to join in the fun.

With Xia Youjie here, the play still needs to be performed.

Xi Yin worried: "Nothing will happen, the head teacher looks very angry."

"don’t worry."

Xia Youjie held his smile, but it didn't look like a good person's usual expression, "Noctua has a sense of proportion, Wu Tiao really needs to be sanctioned... In fact, I often think he is too gentle."

He shifted his eyes and attention to the worried, weak and slender female classmate, thinking, in terms of the power of the spell, he lived up to the blood, definitely above the passing line.

There are many conjurers without spells, and there are many excellent ones among them. Xia Youjie knows that conjurers value talent very much. At the same time, he also knows that tenacity is an indispensable condition for becoming an excellent conjurer.

He made the same judgment as the teacher in charge, Ono Nozomi, probably won't become an excellent magician...it's already very difficult to even become a magician.

A weak person who needs to be cared for and protected, he thought almost happily.

"Don't worry, just work a little harder and cheer up, I will always watch you."