After teasing the dog, he got fucked

If it is said that the first love did not end well.

Curlythorn the Dog would definitely agree.

He didn't know how he got back to the curse school, and he didn't know what happened afterwards. He only knew that when he woke up, his phone was full of concerns from his classmates.

After reading one by one, Gou Juanji finally stopped at the message from Yi Guyoutai.

[Let me go back to China: Thorn... Do you want to leave Japan for a while to relax? 】

But is it really necessary to escape so far to Africa?

His fingers hovered over the screen for a while, but he didn't say a simple "yes".

The dog curly spine finally fell down dejectedly, throwing the phone aside.

He rolled over and buried his face in the soft pillow.

How to describe this feeling?

Angry, sad, bewildered...

All kinds of emotions are mixed together, which makes people feel overwhelmed and lost.

Are you going to run away?

He has clearly fled from Yokohama back to Tokyo, should he continue to escape?

Obviously it's not his fault, right?

The dog Curly Thorn bit the corner of the pillow and sniffed bitterly.

He always feels happy whenever he sees Mikoto, isn't it the same for Mikoto?

At least on this point, how could he be inferior to that guy?

Or...in fact, she wasn't that happy when she was with her?

Doesn't that mean that she doesn't like him that much?

Too complicated thoughts are tangled in the mind.

The boy is not a character who likes to solve complicated problems, and the current situation is naturally beyond the range he can accept.

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

There are as many tasks as ever.

Just enough to make Goujuanji forget about memories.

This kind of task volume seems to be firmly controlled by some guy who is proficient in calculation.

But the teenager, who was already full of workload, naturally didn't have the energy to think about such things.

He almost forgot his birthday, not to mention the past that he was trying to forget.

There seems to be little difference between the life after deciding to leave Kokoto and the time when I didn't know her at the beginning.

At least that's how it seemed to Curlythorn.

Going to class, training, completing missions... In the final analysis, whether there is a Kakoto or not, it seems to be the same daily life.

However, he did not notice the change in the attitude of his classmates.

Maki never mentioned to him when she would go to the detective agency.

Panda never shared with him the news about Yokohama that he inquired about.

Yi Gu spared no effort to ask him if he wanted to visit Africa.

Maybe Curlythorn was aware of it, but he didn't want to admit it at all.

He just repeated the boring routine that he would complain about in the past day after day.

Unfollow that familiar Youtube channel.

In the end make everything look calm and normal.

This kind of life, as always, can probably be maintained forever.

Until that night, the dog Curly Thorn thought so innocently.

But the first sentence Ye Mo Zhengdao said made him suddenly raise his head.

"At seven o'clock tonight, a large-scale magic event broke out in the Shibuya area and Yokohama at the same time."

Night Moth Zhengdao pointed to the map on the table.

"A huge [tent] surrounded the entire city, and no one was allowed to enter or exit."

Ignoring the shock of the students, he looked at the only teacher in the room who was called out alone: ​​"Enlightenment, the higher-ups have decided to let you go to Yokohama alone."

"The news from the military and police said that most of Yokohama has returned to calm under the control of the port mafia, but no one can get close to the [tent] in the Chinatown area."

"It's been occupied by the few super-classes you reported before, and ordinary people in the [account] have been asking for your presence."

"And the Port Mafia asked us to rescue Ms. Kokobe without fail. She was trapped in Chinatown while inspecting the property, and she is waiting for rescue. Due to limited conditions, the Port Mafia cannot play a role."

Noctua paused for a moment, as if he didn't know how to speak.

But he finally sighed and said, "We can't tell whether it's the intention of the mastermind behind the scenes, Miss Kokodo's intention, or both."

"Didn't those rotten oranges already decide to let me go?"

Wujo Wu crossed Erlang's legs, spread his right hand casually, and interrupted.

"No matter who wants me to appear, anyway, I can solve it in the past, isn't this the end?"

Seeing Wujo Wu like this, Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't even sigh to soothe his frowning brows.

He had nothing to do with this guy, he could only look at the students who had been summoned.

He took out the list, and he called names one by one: "Yujin Yuzhang, after going out, go to Meiji Shrine to meet Mingming. Fu Heihui, go to..."

"Principal, I would like to ask, is there that curse spirit with sutures among the reported special grades?"

Yuzu Yuhito and Yoshino Junpei waited for Noctua Masamichi's answer at the same time.

Problem students brought out by those years were also problem students.

Night Moth looked at them rightly, feeling depressed.

But it's not that he doesn't know why these two children are so obsessed with real people.

After all, Mrs. Yoshino was in the ward next to Jin Meihui. She was seriously injured and was still unconscious.

After thinking for a moment, Noctua Zhengdao put the list aside.

"The original plan was to group all the students into Shibuya to participate in the action." He pointed to Gojo Satoru on the right, "Now, if any of you want to go to Yokohama, please stand on the right."

Yuzu Yuhito and Yoshino Junpei raised their feet in no particular order, and were about to walk towards Gojo Satoru.

But there was one person who was faster than the two of them.

The boy holding the zipper turned his face away, hiding in the dark shadows.

He was silent, except when Maki raised her eyebrows and smacked her lips, she muttered "Pickled takoyaki, mentaiko".

Anyone who is familiar with it knows what these two words represent in Goujuan language.

It was an early warning and reminder of danger.

And how many people present couldn't understand what Noctua Moth said before?

Mikoto is in danger.

When the dog curly spine realized this, his body seemed to have escaped the control of reason.

Otherwise, you won't take this step involuntarily when making a choice.

Even if you don't want to think about it, even if you don't want to admit it.

At this moment, the dog curly spine also has to face the behavior manipulated by the subconscious mind, and the meaning of this behavior.

He still worries about her, wants to see her, wants to protect her.

Even her actions showed that she didn't care about him that much.

but……

How can it be so easy, just let it go?

The dog curly thorn tilted his head even more, and the collar was pulled higher, wishing to hide his entire face.

He deluded himself, trying to convince himself that he wasn't ashamed.

He was the one who pretended to be nonchalant before, and now he is the one who runs the fastest like a dog.

Even though he clearly knew that the panda would look at him with disapproval, and Maki must be waiting for him with a lot of sarcasm...

"The detective agency may also need my help."

As Maki said, she pulled the panda and stood beside the dog Curledji.

"After all, something happened in Yokohama. The detective agency must be very busy."

The girl with the high ponytail pushed up her glasses, raised her chin and frowned, staring at the boy who was looking at her.

"What?" She smacked her lips again, quite unhappy, "Going to scold you?"

At any rate, he also had two years of friendship as a classmate, so he wouldn't scold him at this time.

At the same time, Katsuo Yuhito and Yoshino Junpei decisively joined the team heading to Yokohama.

Naturally, Fugurohui and Nagasaki Wild Rose could not sit peacefully.

As a result, all the students stood beside Gojo Satoru.

Is this some unknown tradition of Tokyo Mantra?

None of the previous students listened to the command.

Not this year either, it was brought by previous students.

Ye Mo Zhengdao once again scolded Gojo Wu in his heart, then picked up the list and glanced at it.

This grouping cannot be useless at all.

And Yokohama doesn't need so many people.

In other words, if there are too many people going, it will cause resentment from Yokohama, right?

Before Ye Mozhengdao could make a decision, Gojo Satoru held his chin and looked around the group of students.

Tilting his head, he stood up from the chair and pointed at Yoshino Junpei.

"Youren, you pull Junpei."

As he spoke, he grabbed the collars of the knotweed Yuren and the dog curly spine one by one.

"Let's go first! If the rest of you still want to come, let's go!"

Before everyone could react, Gojo Satoru led the three of them and disappeared, leaving only that sentence and the big hole in the roof of the principal's office.

When Gojo Satoru and the others rushed to Yokohama, Mikoto, who was "besieged in Chinatown," casually put his mobile phone back into his tote bag.

"Meet Fyodor D?" She said to the people around her without saying a word, "How do you feel?"

The gray-haired curse spirit was lying on the window sill, with her head turned sideways, her eyes staring at the extra curse lines on her forehead.

He answered irrelevantly and asked, "Do you really want to have a spell?"

Noticing his gaze, Mikoto touched his forehead.

"You said this?"

Her tone was so flat that no one could hear her anger or emotion.

"It's just part of the deal."

transaction.

This is the word Masato heard the most from Kokohu when he got along with her.

Stock trading, arms trading, political trading...

It's as if Mikoto is made up of transactions.

If the spell pattern is really Xia Youjie's promise to make her a spellcaster, then...

Wouldn't their transaction content have nothing to do with themselves?

Just judging from the combination of "Awakening the Potential People" and "Xia Youjie's [Spell Manipulation]", one should know that it is impossible to have nothing to do with each other.

"Would you like this?"

The real person turned around, sat on the window sill, and said with a smile.

"I asked you to awaken the spell, and you have to help me solve the summer oil."

He didn't want to be a puppet in Xia Youjie's hands.

As for how Kakohu, who had awakened the spell, would face Xia Youjie?

What does that have to do with him?

Hearing this, Kokoto raised his eyes and looked at the real person for a few seconds.

She rested her elbows on the table and clasped her hands, just enough to cover the corners of her slightly raised lips.

"Solve Xia Youjie? This is not an easy task."

"Without a more detailed plan, or to what extent this kind of explanation is achieved, I will not agree."

"Just hold him for a while so that I can get out of the attack range of [Spell Manipulation]."

"That's all?" Mikoto pretended not to believe, "And I don't want to be used by Xia Youjie, so I can leave now... right?"

"You have to deal with Gojo Satoru before leaving. Don't you think so?"

Masato didn't care at all for such a blunt display of Mikoto's malice towards Gojo Satoru.

"It's better for you to decide quickly. According to the plan, Xia Youjie will join you soon."

Hearing Masato's slightly irritable words, Kokodo even frowned slightly.

She put down her hand unhurriedly, and leaned back on the back of the chair: "It seems that it is more cost-effective to trade with you, right?"

"So?" Zhenren raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smirk, "How about this deal?"

How about asking her?

Kokoto stretched out his right hand and handed it to Masato.

of course……

"Deal." One person and one curse spirit held hands together.

Under the control of a real person, [Inaction Transformation] is not a painful spell.

Some people feel pain only because the real person wants him to suffer.

But now, he didn't care about anything else at all, he just wanted to finish Mikoto's technique as soon as possible on the basis of avoiding the curse pattern left by "Xia Youjie".

After all, it wasn't the first time, the real person let go of his hand very quickly.

He said in a childish tone of surprise: "Your technique is very novel!"

Kokoto closed his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly shook his head helplessly and laughed dumbfoundedly.

With the addition of the spell card, she naturally has a new optimal solution.

It hurt Yokohama less and lost less to the Port Mafia.

Nothing is more important than these two.

Not even herself.

After clarifying his thoughts and making plans as quickly as possible, Kokobe couldn't help agreeing with Masato's words.

"Yeah. I'm about to laugh at the wickedness of this world."

If I had it when I was a child, I wouldn't have come to where I am today anyway.

Seeing that she was still getting used to the surgery, Zhenren raised his legs and stepped onto the window sill.

"But your technique is not suitable for combat, what a pity."

After all, he didn't even say goodbye, and turned out of the window directly.

After Masato left, Kokoto slowly opened his eyes and let out a sigh.

Her spells did not have any offensive power, and they were incomparable with those famous spells like [Six Eyes], [No Lower Limit], and [Ten Shadows].

"But who can say that what plays a decisive role in a battle must be a spell with powerful attack power?"

The author says:

How to say about Kokodo's spell...it is actually a very useful spell if it is used well, and it has something to do with her accumulation over the years.

Moreover, according to my private setting, in the Wutiao family, the level of talent will determine the color of hair and eyes.

The most common one is black hair and black eyes, and the top one is Gojo Satoru's natural six eyes with white hair and blue eyes.

Mikoto's appearance is very similar to Gojo Satoru, except that his eyes are a little darker than Gojo Satoru.

So...cough.

I'm finally done with my business trip! !will return to the previous update frequency as much as possible (

In short, I also want to end it, and I have already written it here, and it will soon be the climax part that I have always wanted to write, and I will not cheat!

During the two months of the business trip, not to mention working six days a week, the overtime hours were about 60 per month.

People are really dying.