What to do if you are too obsessed with Natsume

"...I didn't cry."

When Teacher Wutiao’s voice sounded behind her, Xuezhi sniffed her nose and tried to hold back her tears. Past memories told her that children who are not loved have no right to cry, because even if the tears run dry, no one will cry. will care.

Thinking of this, Xuezhi wiped away her tears, and when she turned to face Gojo Wujo, she stopped crying and clutched the corners of her clothes with both hands, looking like a very well-behaved and sensible boy.

Except for the reddish eye circles, nothing unusual can be seen.

"Teacher Wujo, I'm all right...huh?"

When he raised his head, Xuezhi noticed the objects in Wutiaowu's palm. They were wrapped in colorful wrapping paper, and the wrapping paper was dotted with golden light spots, which reflected twinkling lights in the sun. Xuezhi's eyes widened. "Candy?"

Does Mr. Wutiao still like to eat candy when he is so old?Xuezhi stared at the candy in Teacher Wutiao's hand, tilted her head slightly, and there seemed to be a small question mark around her head.

"This is for you, Xiaoxuezhi."

The Wutiao teacher in front of him raised the corners of his lips. Although he was covered with a black eye cloth, Xuezhi felt that his eyes must have smiled into crescent moons.

"For me...?"

Xuezhi couldn't help but widen her blue eyes, chewing carefully on the meaning of this sentence.

"why?"

"Because Xiaoxuezhi looks very sad, of course, as a teacher, I can't turn a blind eye, so I have to contribute my treasured snacks."

"After all, it is everyone's responsibility to take care of children." Wujo Satoru said naturally.

"Strawberry, orange, vanilla, cola... I have all kinds of flavors. For the sake of Xiao Xuezhi's cuteness, I will let you choose whatever you want." Facing such a milky little dumpling, Gojo Satoru also showed a rare generosity.

Xuezhi looked at the colorful candy paper, paused for a few seconds, reached out and gently grabbed an orange-wrapped candy, unwrapped it and put it in his mouth. It tasted sweet and sour citrus.

Under Gojo Satoru's gaze, Xuezhi gently said thank you.

"Is one enough?"

In front of Xuezhi, Gojo Satoru opened several candies one after another and stuffed them into his mouth, asking while chewing.

Xuezhi nodded, "A candy is already sweet enough for me!"

Standing in the golden sunlight, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, stepping on Gojo Satoru's long shadow, walking hop by hop, her fluffy short silver hair swaying slightly, like a lively kitten.

"Teacher Wutiao, can I ask you a question?"

"sure."

"That's... I want to know how to make money?"

"Why did you ask this question?" Gojo Satoru was somewhat curious.

"Because the candy that Wutiao teacher gave me just now is delicious..." Xuezhi paused, gently rubbed the candy paper in his pocket, and said very seriously: "I also want to buy it for Anna, Duoduo Niang, Zun, Chu Yun, and Misaki will eat!"

"I have a lot of these candies, wouldn't it be good to give them mine?" Wujo Satoru said deliberately, dragging his voice.

"That's Teacher Wutiao's intention, not mine."

Xuezhi raised her head, showing a childlike face, and said very seriously.

"I understand what you mean." Gojo Satoru reached out and stroked the little girl's hair, and then explained to her seriously, "Xuezhi doesn't have to worry about making money, because students who enter colleges not only include board and lodging, but also Salary!"

"Ah?" Xuezhi was still a little confused, "Do you get paid for going to school?"

Although Xuezhi never went to school, in her impression, only those who work get paid.

and so--

Isn't the High School of Conjuration not a place to study, but a place to work?

"Because the Conjuration College is different from other schools. The general school is a place for children to study, take exams and acquire knowledge, while the Conjuration College is for reading and..." Wutiao paused, "Specialized learning The place where curses are removed, because there are very few conjurers in Japan, so students at school occasionally need to go out on missions."

"I see…"

Xuezhi nodded, thinking that he understood.

"You have just entered school now, and there may still be many things you don't understand, but the teacher will explain it to you slowly in the future."

When saying these words, Gojo Satoru considered the particularity of Xuezhi as a student. After all, he was a child who grew up with monsters in the mountains. Lack it.

Wujo Wu glanced at Xiaotuanzi, who was not as tall as his thigh, and even began to consider whether she was more suitable for the first grade of elementary school.

All in all, we still need to observe more.

"By the way, do you still remember what happened last night?"

As Gojo Satoru walked, he remembered that there were still two corpses in the medical room of the high school that had not been resolved, because one of the corpses involved someone from Kamo. When he thought of the troubles he would face next, Gojo Satoru There is a kind of thing that wants to put down the burden and not do it.

"Well, I remember it very clearly."

Regarding the memory of last night, Xuezhi felt that she would never forget it in her whole life.

"...I lost control last night."

She lowered her head, clutching the corner of her clothes a little uneasily, her long eyelashes trembling a little uneasily, and said in a low voice, "I didn't intend to kill someone on purpose."

"That person wanted to kill me, and turned into Natsume's appearance..."

When she said this, Xuezhi recalled the scene last night again, as if a real pain shot through every nerve in her body, her thin shoulders began to tremble slightly, and her expression turned pale.

Gojo Satoru noticed Xuezhi's strangeness, and put his big hand on her shoulder lightly, "Calm down, it's not your fault."

Xue Zhi stared at Gojo Satoru's face who was close at hand.

"If it was me, all the ashes would be thrown to him."

puff-

The atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

"Can you start from the beginning of what happened last night?"

Xuezhi nodded and slowly recalled, "Last night I heard someone calling my name in my sleep. I woke up and found that the window was open. I went to the window and saw a man standing under the street lamp. Human, looks like Natsume."

"At that time, I thought it was the real Natsume who came to look for me, so I jumped off the window sill, and then that fake Natsume took me to the suburbs, and by the time I realized something was wrong, that fake Natsume had already settled around Boundary technique, and then reveal the true colors."

"It's a brain!" Having said that, Xuezhi clenched her fists angrily, "It has occupied that person's body, and it still wants my body!"

"Huh? Wait?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, "So, how do you know that that fool wants your body?"

"It said it by itself..."

When Xuezhi spoke up to this point, he was a little bit hesitant about whether to continue talking, after all, if he continued talking, his secret of "immortality" would be discovered, and if the teacher had any bad intentions, he might be locked up.

Thinking about it, her body involuntarily took a step back, but was pulled back by a force, it was Teacher Wutiao who was pulling her collar uncomfortably.

alert.

stare!

"Not bad, you're quite vigilant, but I already know your secret."

Gojo Satoru hugged the snow-white little dumpling back with one hand, "It's a regenerative physique close to [immortality], right?"

Xuezhi gave up struggling, "How did Teacher Wutiao know?"

"It's said in the admission materials. It seems that you told Principal Ye Moth about this before you lost your memory, but don't worry, no one in the high school knows about it except me and Ye Moth." Gojo Wu touched Xiaotuanzi With soft white hair, he said with a smile, "Teacher will also keep a good secret."

"Don't tell others in the future, you know?" Gojo Satoru seriously urged.

If the higher-ups find out, it will become very troublesome!

"If the bad guys find out, they will arrest you for human experiments." Gojo Satoru threatened with a smile.

"I see."

"Since we have covered this point, let me explain to you Xiaoxuezhi by the way, in fact, in our spell system, there is a kind of [reversal spell] that can quickly heal physical injuries, so for you For the sake of safety in the future, I will explain to others why the wound heals so quickly, just say it is the [reversal technique], you know?"

"But I still don't know what [Reversal Art] is?"

"It's okay, [Reversal Technique] is very simple, just learn it casually."

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "When the time comes, I will find a chance to give you a practical training and you will be able to understand it."

Seeing that Teacher Wutiao spoke so easily, Xuezhi nodded without doubting Wutiao Wu's words.

"Then let's go back to the topic just now, what did that brain fool tell you?"

"It said that I have the physique of [Immortal], and the more advanced [Spell Manipulation] is more suitable than any body he has seen before. It also said that if I can have my body, I don't need to frequently occupy other containers. .”

"Teacher Wutiao, what is [Spell Manipulation]?"

When asking questions, Xuezhi noticed that Teacher Wutiao seemed to be a little distracted, but before Xuezhi could speak, he quickly came back to his senses, "It's a technique that can recover the curse spirit and make the curse spirit obediently listen to you La."

"Xuezhi, haven't you noticed it yourself?"

"No, I noticed it early on."

"It seems that Xiaoxuezhi, you are really a young genius!"

"……Thank you for the compliment."

Xuezhi looked at Wujo Wu with a blank expression, "Even if Wujo teacher is an excuse for equal communication, you should put me down now anyway."

That's right, from just now, Xuezhi has maintained the posture of being lifted into the air by him, expressionless.

"Xiao Xuezhi, you don't have to be so considerate to the teacher. Anyway, the teacher is holding you like a kitten."

"It takes no effort at all."

"Then Mr. Wutiao, can you be considerate of me?"

Xuezhi said.

When Yidizhi drove over to pick up people, he saw Gojo Gojo, who was tall and leggy, holding a child high. The child had short silver fluffy hair, blue eyes as clear as glass beads, and his gaze and expression were very cold. .

There are two people, one big and one small, with the same white hair and blue eyes. Yidizhi swallowed hard and wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist on his face, feeling that he would soon be forced to get involved in the secrets of a wealthy family.