I decided to debut after dressing up as a real person

The moment the door was opened, what forcibly attracted all the attention was the volcanic head wearing a skirt, like a 500-watt super-large spotlight hitting Lehu, who was shining brightly, making it difficult for people not to notice .

The ingenious collision of the volcanic head and the pink song suit created different sparks and reached a new realm of hot eyes.

Wujo Wu's sunglasses on the bridge of his nose slipped down slightly, tending to crack.

Under the black sunglasses, the divine blue eyes froze after the appearance of the girl in the pink dress, and the pupils in them trembled slightly upon closer inspection.

Who can tell him why the volcano head inside is wearing a song suit! ! !

His pale skin was faintly blue, his red one-eyed stared at the visitor, his brown volcanic head was paired with a huge super fluffy pink song suit full of bows.

excuse me!

It is true that he interrupted!

The strong visual impact at the moment of opening the door made the well-informed Gojo Satoru couldn't help taking a step back quietly, the hand that opened the door trembled slightly, thinking about the mission, he tried hard to restrain himself from closing the door, turning around and leaving impulse.

Didn't Qihai send a message saying that a bunch of cursed ghosts were crying and howling and sending bloody heads, arms and eyeballs to the stage to call for the trainees on the stage to help the underworld?

In the news, he also didn't mention that there was a top-grade mantra spirit who was wearing a song suit!

Fortunately, he thought it was an interesting situation of calling in the underworld of the curse spirit that he had never seen before, so he hurried over to take a look at the desserts he bought before he got his hands.

Obviously, the pictures in Qihai's news are so interesting, but in the end, not only did they not see the underworld support of the curse spirit, but they also saw a picture of a volcano head wearing a pink singing suit.

Could it be that the curse spirits that Qihai said were supporting this volcano head in a pink singing suit?

The taste of the magic spirit is quite unique and understandable, at least this super magic spirit has a big red Kazilan eyes.

Wujo Wu's eyes gradually became objective and scrutinized, and he nodded from time to time while looking at it, confirming that he really still couldn't understand the aesthetics of the mantra.

what a pity!

The mobile phone can't take pictures of the mantra, so I really want to share the volcano head wearing a pink singing suit in the group, so that the students can see it.

I don't know if Qihai has seen it, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to hold the sunglasses, thinking about the feasibility of calling Qihai over to broaden his horizons now.

The miracle of the world, where the volcanic head and the pink song suit ingeniously collided, should be shared by a few more people, not just him alone!

pity.

what a shame.

From the pupil quake at the beginning, to Gojo Satoru's gaze at Lehu later, it has developed into regret.

Leuhu was annoyed by Gojo Satoru's regretful eyes, and tugged on the fluffy layered skirt, always feeling weird, angry from the heart, and the volcano started to smoke again.

"What are you looking at?! Ah?! You are the magician Wujo who has realized it?!"

Looking at Louhu who started to emit white smoke aggressively, Gojo Satoru's smile remained unchanged, and he let go of the hand pushing the door with a smile. The door automatically closed with a "snap" when his hand was released, and Gojo Satoru faced Louhu. Coral extended her hand friendly.

"It's me, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you~"

Looking at the hand stretched out in front of her, Leu Hu looked at the smiling conjurer wearing black sunglasses with some hesitation.

Gojo Satoru shook his hand with a smile, luring Lehu to shake hands.

"Come on~ come on~ let's try~"

Instigated by Gojo Satoru's crazy gestures, Leuhu finally stretched out his hand and shook the conjurer's slender hand with well-defined bones.

At the moment when he was about to clasp his hands, he could not move forward for a short distance, so Leu Hu frowned and began to use force.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move that little distance.

That little distance, close at hand, yet far out of reach.

"Excuse me~"

A cheerful voice sounded, and the door was opened with a "snap".

!!!

Gojo Satoru! ! !

It may be because Gojo Satoru was called here temporarily. He was not the blind artist with silver hair standing upright and wearing a black eyepatch that he had seen before. There is a pair of black sunglasses on the bridge of the nose.

While looking at each other, Mamako subconsciously raised the skirt in her hand and asked the conjurer weakly.

"There are new skirts here, do you want to try them too?"

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru was attracted by the volcanic head in the pink dress, and looked at Lehu stiffly, as if ignoring her existence.

The moment she regained her senses, she hid behind Leuhu Huayu. She tried her best to reduce her sense of existence, and held her breath, for fear that one breath that was too heavy would attract Gojo Satoru's attention.

Terrible!

Although she thought that she would definitely be discovered by Gojo Satoru when she debuted as an idol in a talent show, but she never thought that she would hit him so early.

Didn't she make her debut yet? Why did she just run into her!

Although she also signed a contract with Mr. Mori to protect her safety, the person arranged by Mr. Mori is not here now.

Mamako frantically looked at the empty lounge from the corner of her eye. There is not even a window through which to escape in the huge lounge, and the design is not reasonable at all!

He didn't think about how to escape safely if a weak and innocent person was trapped in the lounge and a white-haired beating monster stood at the door.

She wants to give a five-star praise to the designer who designed this lounge, divided into five phases, and give one-star praise in one phase!

If she is allowed to design, first arrange ten or eight escape windows in this lounge, and it is best to dig a few more escape routes. Kind of comforting.

The fine dust particles floating in the air can be clearly seen under the incandescent lamp, and the dust particles are floating freely in the air.

Mamako looked enviously at the dust particles in the air for a while.

It's great to be a speck of dust, floating freely in the wind, without worrying about Gojo Satoru.

Don't worry Gojo Satoru is nice, unlike her.

When Mamako was distracted, a voice with a smile sounded, interrupting her train of thought.

"If I remember correctly, it's the Miss Cursing that I met once before. It's been a long time. You should still remember me."

At some point, Gojo Satoru's smiling and handsome face suddenly bent over to Mamako who was hiding behind Lehu.

The 1.9-meter body leans forward slightly, bends slightly, and behind him is an empty corridor. The light in the corridor makes him stand in the light, against the light, with the light, and the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose follow his forward leaning. The movement slid down a certain distance, revealing the white-feathered eyes under the sunglasses.

"Miss Curse Spirit, can you tell me how you escaped the Six Eyes? After all, the Curse Spirit that you thought had disappeared is standing in front of you alive, so you will inevitably be curious."

There is a faint smile on his face, and under the fine and snowy eyelashes is a cold and inorganic blue, with divinity, without a trace of smile.

There is no doubt that Gojo Satoru has a face that makes people have to feel blessed, it is the kind of face that will definitely cause girls to turn heads in a large range while walking.

But at this moment, no matter how good-looking the face is, as long as it is Wujou's face, it looks the same as Zhong Kui in the eyes of the current Mamako.

!!!

The face that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, Mamako's eyes were terrified, as if she had hit a ghost.

It can be said that she would rather be hit by a ghost at this moment.

Mamako was terrified and stepped back for a long distance, and moved directly from the door of the lounge to the innermost wall in an instant, leaning against the wall, and the cold temperature continued to flow from the back that was closely attached to the wall. came.

He held up the little pink skirt in front of him, trying to use a beautiful little skirt to resist Gojo Satoru. The gray-blue broken hair on his forehead fluttered in the air with his movements, revealing a pair of vigilant eyes.

Gojo Satoru got closer and closer, and Mamako's expression became more frightened.

Gojo Satoru paused, and finally stopped in front of Mamako with a smile.

The corner of the silver-haired conjurer's mouth was raised, and with a faint smile, he slowly stretched out his claws towards Mamako.

Mamako watched Gojo Satoru's claws get closer and closer, and she was about to hit her in the next second.Her terrified eyes were tightly pressed against the wall, as if she would jump up on the spot in the next second.

Then she watched Gojo Satoru take the skirt she was holding in her hands in horror? ? ?

? ? !

Got the skirt? ? !

Seeing Mamako's surprised eyes, Gojo Satoru looked at the exquisitely crafted skirt in his hand and said.

"You didn't tell me~"

Suddenly there was an incoherent whistle at the door of the lounge, and irregular footsteps as if they were strolling casually.

The footsteps and whistles finally stopped at the door of the lounge.

Dazai Osamu was full of smiles on his clear face, one hand was carelessly inserted in the pocket of the black windbreaker, and the other hand was carelessly pushing open the wooden door of the lounge, and an enthusiastic and enthusiastic voice sounded.

"excuse me!"

The door of the lounge opened with a "snap", revealing the inside of Huantou Lehu, who was wearing a pink song suit covered with bows, Hana Yu, who was wearing an all-white lace dress, and Mamako who was stuck on the wall in the back of the lounge. And Wujo Satoru, who is 1.9 meters tall, wearing black sunglasses and holding a pink playful little skirt in his hand.

???

The wonderful collision of the huge volcanic head and the delicate pink bowknot skirt made Osamu Dazai freeze outside the door again, and the smile in his smiling kite eyes froze for a moment.

The few people and the curse spirits looked at each other, and Mamako quietly picked up a skirt from the hanger again, lifted it up slowly, and spoke tentatively to Osamu Dazai who was in a stiff state at the door with a weak voice.

"Mr. Dazai, there are still skirts here, if you want...do you want to try it too?"

Dreamy lace, layered skirts, and a cute pink bow.

Osamu Dazai stroked his chin and looked at the skirt, the door of the lounge closed again.

In a short time, the curse spirits on the stage left because of the sound of disbanding. Although a large number of ordinary people on the scene have been evacuating in an orderly manner, the tens of thousands of people who watched the first performance could not all evacuate all at once. here.

Because too many ordinary people were present, it was inconvenient for Qihai Jianren to stop the departure of the magic spirit. When other personnel arranged by the magic world arrived, the magic spirit on the scene had almost disappeared.

Jianren Qihai rubbed his brows wearily, went to the backstage where the mantra was strong, and rushed to the door of the lounge.

Overly rich mana power filled the corridor, and the source of mana power was in the lounge separated by a door.

The incandescent lamps in the corridor were dimly lit, the ubiquitous gray-black mana was filthy, and the black-purple mist filled the entire corridor.

The spell spirits in the lounge are tricky.

The mantra in the air was like an impenetrable net, enveloping heavily, Qihai Jianren's heart seemed to be suppressed by a heavy mountain, and he couldn't breathe.

He frowned, looked solemnly at the solid wooden door of the lounge, and slowly stretched out his hand, his slender, bony hand rested on the black wooden door.

Ready to meet the scene of purgatory on earth inside, he slowly pushed open the door of the lounge.

In the huge lounge, the two curse spirits and the three humans raised their heads and looked at him in unison.

The first thing that catches the eye closest to the door is the special magic spirit wearing a small skirt that is no different from the volcano head, and the super magic spirit wearing a small skirt with gray and white eyes and brown and black branches.

Inside was the enthusiastic black-haired young man who helped him to wrap a bandage around one eye not long ago. The black-haired young man was holding a dreamy pink skirt in his hand. Seeing him looking over, he showed a friendly greeting smile.

Behind the young man with one eye wrapped in a bandage was the trainee who was thrown head, arm and eyeballs by the curse spirits on the stage when the curse spirits danced wildly to support them. Sympathy for each other.

In the innermost part of the practice room was the familiar Gojo Satoru wearing black sunglasses. Gojo Satoru was also holding a dreamy little skirt, and waved the skirt happily at him.

Pushing open the door, facing the mantra and everyone in the lounge, each has a small skirt. Looking around, the two special mantras and three human beings have a total of four eyes, and the only one that looks normal is Mamako.

???

Looking at Gojo Satoru who was holding the skirt in high spirits, Jianren Qihai, who was physically and mentally exhausted from the underworld support of the curse spirit, chose to close the door.

"Qami!" Gojo Satoru waved the little skirt on his hand, and said to the tired mature man.

……

Before closing the door, Gojo Satoru successfully stopped Nanami Jianren from closing the door.

Get it done early and leave work early.

Jianren Qihai sighed deeply, reached out and took out the short machete wrapped with a spell, and looked up at the two special spell spirits with sharp eyes.

With the appearance of the short machete wrapped with a spell, the atmosphere in the lounge was suddenly full of rain, the air became heavy, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Gojo Satoru had an enthusiastic smile on his face, and he pulled down his sunglasses to reveal his divinely made inorganic blue eyes under the snow-white eyelashes. There was no trace of a smile in his eyes, and his gaze towards the curse spirit was flat and without a trace of waves.

Things changed in an instant.

Colorful flowers are blooming all over the world, Mamako is in the sea of ​​flowers, and butterflies of various colors flutter gently with the wind in the sea of ​​flowers.

The singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers are as beautiful as a dream.

A hand wrapped in a white bandage on an arm came from her side, and finally put it on her shoulder casually. It was Osamu Dazai.

Looking from Mamako's point of view, only half of Dazai Osamu's Qingjun face can be seen slightly lowered, the black shattered hair is draped softly in front of his forehead, and a white bandage is also pasted on the shattered hair, and there is no smile in the kite eyes between the shattered hair It seems a little godless and indifferent.

A light blue light appeared from under Osamu Dazai's hand on Mamako's shoulder, and it exploded in an instant.

Along with the light blue light and the rapid airflow, the black windbreaker was blown and rattled, and the broken hair on the forehead followed the airflow to fully reveal the careless kite eyes.

Mamako's high ponytail was also flying in the airflow, and a lazy and casual voice seemed to sound in her ears in a trance.

"Human disqualification."

The sea of ​​flowers disappeared in an instant, and Mamako returned to the big lounge before, with silence in her ears, and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers just now seemed to be just an illusion.

The huge lounge was empty, and the two super magic spirits of Huantou Luhu and Hana Yu who were still there just now were nowhere to be seen, and only Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Dazai Osamu and Mamako four remained in the empty lounge. people.

Osamu Dazai unhurriedly let go of the hand on Mamako's shoulder, tilted his head to reveal only one kite eye and glanced at her lightly, but said nothing.

Let them run away.

Gojo Satoru put on the sunglasses he had taken off slowly, and looked at Osamu Dazai and Mamako who were standing on the side with a flat gaze. His eyes drifted lightly between the two, and finally stopped on Mamako's face.

The corners of the mouth raised into a pleasant smile, and the ending sound rose slightly, with an unknown smile in the voice.

"Miss Mantra, all your companions have slipped away, have you been left alone?"

Miss Curse...? !

When this title sounded in the lounge, it was undoubtedly throwing a stone into the calm lake, splashing circles of ripples on the lake.

Nanami Taketo, who had lowered his head to untie the belt with the charm on his hand, raised his head in surprise, and stared at Mamako with yellow-green pupils in surprise.

His brows furrowed slightly.

The pale skin is almost transparent, the strange-colored eyes are strange, and the gray sutures reveal a shallow and cautious sense of danger, although the sutures running through the whole face give people the feeling of the underworld.

But it does give him the feeling that he is an ordinary human being. Although Wujo Satoru usually feels unreliable, he usually doesn't make jokes in this situation.

It's okay to be forced to work overtime, but after working overtime for such a short period of time, he received too much news, and Qihai Jianren was physically and mentally exhausted.

Osamu Dazai did not show any surprise, he tilted his head, as if seeing some novelty toy, his dark kite eyes stared at Mamako's delicate cheek with great interest.

Because of the previous stage, Mamako's thick eyelash feathers were covered with gold powder, which shone finely under the incandescent lamp. There was a piece of light golden and translucent scales pasted under her eyes, and the end of her eyes was raised with light red eye shadow, innocent. There is a little hook in it.

Miss Curse...

Osamu Dazai smiled calmly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and took out his mobile phone to send a message.

Poor slimy slug, such a fun thing to miss.

Port mafia chief office.

"How about buying some new dresses for Alice?" Mori Ogai bent down and whispered softly to the little girl with blond hair and red dress.

Alice made a grimace and ran away, directly rejecting Mori Ogai's idea.

"No! The dress Rintaro bought doesn't look good at all!"

Mori Ogai looked at the back of Alice running away, his eyes gradually became sad, and the phone on the desk vibrated.

"Why is Dazai-kun sending me a message now?" Mori Ogai picked up the phone, and the message displayed on the phone screen made his heart ache involuntarily.

[Mr. Mori, the white-haired maniac with bad eyesight that Miss Zhenren said when she signed the contract is Gojo Satoru, and now Wujo Satoru is going to take Miss Zhenren away. ]

The huge amount of information revealed by Osamu Dazai's simple message deeply hurt Mori Ogai's eyes.

!!!

Why is the white-haired madman Gojo Satoru! ! !

Mori Ogai supported the desk with his other hand to support his body that was about to fall in a trance, the hand holding the phone trembled slightly, his pupils trembled wildly...

Hall lounge.

"Eh?"

Mamako, who was suddenly spotted by Gojo Gojo, widened her eyes slightly, and then let out a puzzled "ah", as if she didn't understand what Gojo Gojo meant, and tried to get away with it.

"Do you have any special ability, how did you hide it from Six Eyes?" Gojo Satoru bent down and approached curiously.

"Eh?" Mamako blinked, with a face full of I don't understand what you're talking about.

"Well, now Six Eyes is also telling me that you are an ordinary human being, what a magical ability." Wujo Gou's smiling eyes seemed to be looking at some strange new things.

Nothing can escape the six eyes, and this is the first time I have encountered it.

"Eh?"

"When we met before, your smell was chaotic, like a mixture of human beings and curse spirits, but now it's completely human."

"Eh?" Mamako said that no matter what Gojo Satoru said, she couldn't understand.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, relying on the cover of his sunglasses, unscrupulously looking at Mamako who was dressed innocently.

He stretched out his hand and pinched his chin, and began to look and think, when a frivolous voice sounded.

"It's amazing, take it back to the high school for research."

Gojo Satoru smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Mamako's long-sleeved arm through Kazun Infinity.

"Eh? Ehhh!!!"

wait!

Why did she suddenly decide on her whereabouts? Have you asked her opinion?

Mamako can't keep pretending to be innocent anymore, after all, she can't be taken to the high school by Gojo Satoru, who knows if the death penalty or something will be waiting for her when she is taken to the magic school.

Mamako's pupils dilated, her body leaned back desperately as if avoiding some kind of flood, with rejection written all over her face.

Osamu Dazai saw that the excitement was almost over, and if he continued to watch with his hands tied, Miss Zhen Zhen would really be taken away by Gojo Satoru.

He touched the bandage on his wrist.

"You should be the white-haired maniac with bad eyes that Miss Zhenren mentioned."

???

Gojo Satoru fell into a short-term confusion. He has always been the object of everyone's love in the high school. He was the most popular student of the high school of conjuration when he was studying, and the most popular teacher of the high school of conjuration after teaching.

It was the first time someone described him as a white-haired maniac with bad eyesight, and his feelings were suddenly a little subtle.

"Miss Zhenren is a formal employee who has signed a contract with our port mafia. The boss said that she will work for us, so you can't let me take her away!"

With a frivolous and playful tone, and a lazy smile on his face, Osamu Dazai, who had one eye wrapped in a bandage, narrowed his eyes, pulled out the hand that had been in the pocket of the windbreaker, and grabbed Mamako's other arm .

"Do you know what she is? A special magic spirit that can disguise as a human~"

"Even if it is a special-grade spell spirit, it is a formal employee signed by our port mafia, and you cannot take it away."

"Superior curse spirit."

"Employees of Port Mafia."

"Curse spirit."

"Staff."

……

Mamako felt that she had to rely on herself, so she quickly unbuttoned the jacket, a golden cicada came out of her shell, and quickly took off her jacket, leaving Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu holding a sleeve of a jacket.

Even the best quality clothes and jacket were pulled by two people, and they split from it with a "thrust pull" and broke into two halves.

As she left the place of right and wrong, she turned her head and said intimately.

"You like this dress so much, then you can be half of each other."

……

Jianren Nanami on the other side left the absurd farce in the lounge, walked to the corridor and connected the phone.

"Well, yes, Principal Moth."

"Yes, yes, what I feel here is indeed an ordinary person."

"Okay, I see, I'll tell him."

Jianren Qihai stretched out his hands and rubbed the center of his brows, and sighed deeply again. It was already unknown how many times he had sighed in such a short period of time tonight.

What happened tonight.

He reached out and knocked on the door, interrupting the farce of chicken and egg fighting inside.

"Enlightenment, Principal Night Moth called and said that Miss Zhenzhen, an ordinary person, should not be brought back to the Conjuration High School. She is an employee of Mafia, the partner port of the Conjuration World."

"Principal Ye Moth also said just now that the real lady is too popular on the Internet and has a great influence. There are countless fans following the program "idol Creation Camp 101". If the real lady suddenly disappears, it will cause a lot of news. The uproar may also cause a lot of negative emotions from fans to erupt and cause confusion. If you take it back, wait for the Iron Fist to sanction it. By the way, Principal Ye Moth also said that he bought a special limited edition 'Xi Jiufu'."

"Hey——" Hearing Nanami Jianren's words, Gojo Satoru collapsed like a leaking balloon.

……

The salty sea breeze blows, and the sea rolls up bursts of blue waves lapping on the white-gold sandy beach.

There was a beach umbrella on the beach, and a deck chair under the umbrella. Xia Youjie, who was left behind and couldn't watch the first performance, was lazily lying on the deck chair.

He lazily picked up a glass of lemonade and took a long gulp. When he heard a voice coming from his side, he narrowed his eyes and said hello casually without raising his head.

"Leihu, Hanayu, you are back."

He didn't wait for the reply from the two curse spirits, but only waited for the sound of Leohu's fiery fire breathing.

"Why are you running??! It won't be a problem for me to fight Gojo Satoru for half an hour?!"

Gojo Wu? ?

Xia Youjie raised his head from the recliner suspiciously, and what caught his eyes was the volcanic head in a pink skirt spouting fire and jumping on the beach.

The wonderful collision of the pink bowknot skirt and the volcanic head made him, who had lived for so many years, wish he could dig out his eyes and wash them on the spot.

He took a deep breath, his pupils trembled, he tried hard to restrain his urge to change his eyes, his voice trembled slightly.

"You... why are you dressed like this—"

Leu Hu over there was still irritated by Hua Yu's self-assertive behavior, and had no time to answer Xia Youjie's questions, and finally the honest Hua Yu came out to pick up the conversation.

"It's highly recommended by the real person. Isn't it good-looking? Gojo Satoru, the strongest conjurer, stared at Leuhu for a long time, and forgot to attack."

I watched for a long time...

Wujo Satoru should not have such a heavy taste.

Maybe?

Xia Youjie took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the doubts about Hua Yu's words, and quickly moved his eyes away from the little skirt Leuhu.

That's weird, take another look...

That's weird, let's take one last look...

Depend on!It's all over my head, I can't forget it.

Xia Youjie's hand holding the lemonade trembled crazily as if he had Parkinson's disease. The lemonade slapped the wall of the transparent glass, as if it would shake out in the next second.

Don't focus on women's clothing.

By the way, real people!

Isn't the purpose of their going to the first performance to find a real person?

What about real people?

Xia Youjie sat up straight and carefully looked behind the two special curse spirits in small skirts, but found no trace of the real person.

"Where is the real person? Didn't you bring him back? The plan is about to start."

Hana hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"It's my problem. When I used the spell, there was an ordinary human with one eye wrapped in a bandage standing next to the real person. That person was very strange. My spell dissipated automatically when it touched him. The real man's shoulder, my spells won't work on the real man."

"In addition, Gojo Satoru was only too shocked and obsessed with Lehu's beauty at the time, so he fell into my spell, and soon woke up, because of the existence of that strange bandage waster when I used the spell to carry a real person Didn't bring it on."

Hanayu lowered her head angrily, mourning that she failed to rescue her companion.

Xia Youjie narrowed his slender eyes, his gaze was dark.

"A real person may not have anything to do. She has kept a lot of things from us. Hasn't she been hiding from us that she can pretend to be a human being?"

……

Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Vocational School of Magic.

Ye Mozheng was sitting in the office, slowly pouring himself a cup of freshly brewed high-quality black tea.

The office door was pushed open with a "snap", and Ye Mozheng knew who was coming without even raising his head.

Gojo Satoru walked into the office carelessly, followed by Nanami Kento.

Jianren Qihai greeted Zhengdao Noctua behind the desk.

"Principal Night Moth."

Noctua Zhengdao nodded, and turned his gaze to another ineffective student of his own.

Gojo Satoru also unceremoniously pulled a chair from the side, and sat down carelessly.Seeing the freshly poured black tea on the table, he picked it up and drank it in one gulp. After drinking, he frowned and commented.

"Bitter, not good to drink."

Don't get angry, don't get angry, there is no one to replace your body when you get angry.

Night Moth Zhengdao took a deep breath, suppressing the thought of itchy hands.

"Oh, that's right! Principal Ye Moth, guess what we encountered tonight!" Gojo Satoru clapped his fists and said enthusiastically, as if interested in an instant.

Ye Mozheng asked back in a very face-saving way.

"What happened?"

"We met Mount Fuji in a pink bowknot dress!!!"

???

Wait a minute, what?

Mount Fuji in a fan dress?

Ye Mo Zhengdao stretched out his hand and rubbed his ears, wondering if he had heard something wrong.

Before the moth Zhengdao could react, Gojo Satoru took a piece of paper and a pen from the table, and with a few strokes, he drew a stick figure and showed it to the moth Zhengdao.

With a few scribbled strokes, a volcanic head wearing a skirt is drawn, and next to it is a curse spirit with gray eyes and branches growing in a white skirt.

The overly crude painting made Noctua Zhengdao look puzzled.

After finishing the crude stick figure, Gojo Satoru continued to speak.

"In addition to Mt. Fuji wearing a skirt, there is also a large area of ​​curse spirits throwing eyeballs at another curse spirit to help!!!"

???

Believe it or not you are done.

"It's like this, I know." Noctua Masamichi looked at the excited Gojo Satoru with a steady gaze.

"Hey, what I said, Principal Night Moth, is true!"

"Yeah, it's all true." Ye Mo Zhengdao agreed with Wujo Wu's words in a perfunctory tone.

"What, I don't believe this perfunctory tone at all." Wujo Wuyan sat back in his seat.

The picture of Leuhu wearing a skirt appeared in Qihai Jianren's mind, he closed his eyes and sighed deeply, and walked to Wujo Wu's side.

"Principal Night Moth, tonight there indeed appeared a super-level magic spirit with a volcano head in a skirt and a super-level magic spirit with gray eyes and branches in a white skirt. They are still suspected to be owned by the 'window' that has never been recorded. Two super-level spell spirits of wisdom."

It has not been recorded that they are two super magic spirits with wisdom.

Night Moth Zhengdao frowned, realizing the seriousness of the situation.

Jianren Qihai took another deep breath, and suppressed the image of the curse spirit that he would spend his whole life healing in his mind, and continued to explain the situation in detail to Noctua Righteous Way.

"It's also true that the densely packed curse spirits that Wujo Wu said threw their bloody heads and eyeballs on the stage. The object of the magic dance's chant spirits was the real lady that Wujo Wu wanted to bring back to study."

"So that's what happened." Ye Mo Zhengdao looked serious, obviously believing Qihai Jianren's words.

Looking at the two people who were talking back and forth, Gojo Satoru looked sad.

? ? !

Double standard!

Principal Noctua, this is a blatant double standard!

Why didn't he believe what he said, but Qihai believed it as soon as he said it!

Gojo Satoru, heartbroken by the reality, decides to surf the Internet to find the happiness that does not exist in him.

real person.

If he remembered correctly, that's the name of that Miss Cursing Spirit.

Gojo Satoru straightened his sunglasses, and typed the word "real person" in the search box of his mobile phone.

Immediately popped up the relevant content of blockbuster movies, "Miss Real People Enthusiastic Citizen", "Realist Sauce's C Debut", "Realist Sauce"...

There are countless related content, Wutiaowu opened the chat forum, and the first post was a real person-related rainbow fart post by a person named "Volcano Supreme Overlord".

forum.

Real people are the most powerful, how can other ants compare with real people!

1l【Volcano Supreme Overlord】

The real people who participated in the "idol Creation Camp 101" program are the worst. Other ordinary humans are just a bunch of ants, so the real people must make their debut in z! ! !

……

Seeing these five Wukes, he became angry. What is there to brag about with a curse spirit? He immediately registered an account and started replying to let this elementary school student know about the beatings in society.

Quickly type on the phone with your fingers and reply to the post.

2l 【Edamame Kikufu My Love】

Primary school students only know how to blow their minds? ? ?

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Primary school students?

Leu Hu looked up from the phone screen, the word elementary school student appeared several times, and the ant had also used this word to describe him before.

Leu Hu frowned, looking at the three words elementary school students displayed on the phone screen.

"Summer oil! Someone on the forum said that I am a primary school student, what does it mean!?"

Xia Youjie who was being called didn't even raise his head, he was afraid that when he looked up, he would see the image of Leu Hu wearing a skirt, so he didn't dare to look at Leu Hu the whole time and lowered his head to answer his question.

"Speaking of you as a primary school student should be praising you for being young!"

Tsk, don't think that if you praise him for being young, he will let go of this "Modou Xijiufu, my love"!

I tell you!

Useless!It's useless at all! ! !

Leuhu sneered disdainfully, and danced her fingers quickly, intending to let this Maodou Xijiufu know how powerful he is.

3l【Volcano Supreme Overlord】

Ants are just ants, without aesthetics! ! !True God forever!

Seeing the reply from the Supreme Overlord of the Volcano, Gojo Satoru was excited, dare to say that he is an ant!

He is the strongest magician in the magic world! ! !See if he doesn't tell this schoolboy what justice is!

4l 【Edamame Kikufu My Love】

Elementary school students know what a fart, do you know what a real person is, the eternal god right here.

5l【Volcano Supreme Overlord】

I don't know what a real person is, maybe you know!Waste ants should be burned to ashes!

6l 【Edamame Kikufu My Love】

I'm dying of laughter, I've actually met the real person, more than once, I saw it at the first performance tonight.I know exactly what she is.I'll tell you right now, you useless elementary school student, she's not a good thing at all! ! !

7l【Volcano Supreme Overlord】

fart you! ! !I was also at the first performance tonight, and I even called the folks in the village to support her. I have watched her grow up since I was a child, so I know better than you what she is like, ants go away!

8l 【Edamame Kikufu My Love】

You are a primary school student, just close your eyes and brag about you, and watch her grow up, you are really not ashamed to lie, I still say I