My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

In 3 minutes, rushing back to school from Yokohama, Gojo Satoru wanted him to die in place, right?

Hoshide Kazuya also pinched the phone, gritted his teeth hard.

The phone screen lit up again, and Gojo Satoru sent him a text message, reminding him that there were still 2 minutes left.

How to do?

He threw the phone back into his pocket, stared at his fingertips, and pressed his lips together.

If he really used the normal method to go back, one hour would be enough for Gojo Satoru to come up with hundreds of ways to punish him.

2 minutes, no, less than 2 minutes.If you want to rush back to school within a limited time...

Fingertips trembled a few times, Hoshide Kazuya also sighed and clenched his fists.

The only way is to use his special ability, space transfer.Since fleeing Yokohama with the help of the ability a year ago, he has never used it again.As a result, right after he returned to Yokohama, he was forced to use his ability again. Is there any unbreakable law of cause and effect between "Yokohama" and "Ability"?As long as he is in Yokohama, does he have to use his abilities?

With helplessness in his red eyes, he sighed softly and leaned against the pillar behind him.

I haven't used it for a year, and I don't know if my control over the ability can still be the same as it was back then.If he teleported directly in front of Wujo Satoru, or had any serious side effects, then all his efforts to conceal this year would be in vain.Gojo Satoru will know that he has something to hide from him, and according to his character, it is impossible not to investigate, and then...

Xingchuhe also lowered his eyelids, and slowly spread the palm of his left hand.An extremely deep and abrupt line covered the other palm lines, stretching across the palm, connecting the thumb and little finger.

—He might be killed.

Killed by Conjurer and Port Mafia together.

So even if you want to survive, you must not make mistakes.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched his left hand again and stuffed it into his overlong sleeve. He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.In the next second, the boy disappeared in place.

A few meters away from him, a man in a black hat stared at the place where he disappeared, his footsteps froze.After a while, he pressed down on the brim of his hat, turned and left. The windbreaker jacket drew an arc in the air, reflecting the faint blue glow of the Bluetooth headset beside his ear.

"Boss, I saw him."

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Hoshide Kazuya tightened his baggy coat, squatted in the corner, covered his mouth with one hand, his face was so pale that he seemed to blend in with the snow scene.

The result of forcibly teleporting back with the ability is that now... he feels like vomiting.

"Ugh." He didn't eat anything in the morning, his stomach was empty, and now all he vomited was stomach acid.The hot burning sensation extended from the throat to the stomach, and it seemed that even if he opened his mouth to take a breath, the pain would go all the way down, making the twisted stomach even more uncomfortable.

But after all there was no major problem.There was no Wujo Satoru around, and the adverse reaction was just vomiting.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Here." A glass of water was suddenly handed over, Hoshide Kazuya was startled, took the glass, and nodded to express his gratitude.He rinsed his mouth to relieve the bad smell in his mouth, and still held the coat with his other hand to prevent the hem from falling to the ground.

However, in the next second, he froze suddenly, and the fingertips of the fingers holding the cup turned white.

At this time, the person who will give him water...

"Is He Ye better?" The man beside him bent down, casting a shadow around him, covering his whole body in it.

It's over, Wujo Satoru saw it!

He bit the tip of his tongue, suppressing the fear caused by the oppression brought by the other party, and turned his head to meet the man's gaze.Gojo Satoru looked at him from top to bottom, propping up the wall with one hand, enclosing him in a small space.He still had a smile on his face, but it was chilling.

Hoshidekazu also opened his mouth, bit the tip of his tongue hard, and then managed to speak: "I, I'm fine. Thank you teacher for your concern." His voice was still trembling, and he could only pull out a stiff smile to cooperate. With a pale face, he hoped that the other party would be a little "gentle" to him after seeing this miserable state.

"Ah, really. But I still feel uncomfortable with Kazuya." Gojo Satoru lowered his body even lower, almost close to him. He carefully looked at the boy in front of him, as if he was really confirming himself. student's physical condition.

Hoshide and Kazuya moved back calmly, avoiding the man's sight.

"Why is it uncomfortable?" Gojo Wu asked softly, like an excellent people's teacher who cares about students.

Hoshide Kazuya glanced at him and then immediately looked away. The snow on the ground covered the soles of his shoes, and he was suddenly blessed.

"Maybe I'm hungry... I don't know." He looked up at Gojo Satoru pitifully, tightened his coat, and his voice trembled even more, "I didn't eat last night... I hurried over again this morning, and even mistakenly wore my clothes as the teacher's..."

He pinched the corner of his clothes, watching Gojo Satoru's face gradually sinking, his voice became softer as he spoke, until it almost became a mosquito moan.

He once had stomach problems in front of Gojo Satoru.Acute gastritis, directly admitted to the hospital.That was the first time he saw the most panicked look of this human being—probably the only time.At that time the gastritis came too suddenly and too violently, he fell down directly in front of Gojo Satoru.The strongest human being who hasn't been sick a few times since he was a child has no experience in this kind of thing. Seeing his appearance, it's not right to not panic.

So the reason why he didn't eat well is definitely justified.It is reasonable and can quickly divert the other party's attention.

Just ...

The blue eyes narrowed slightly, flashing a dangerous light, Gojo Satoru stared at him coldly, obviously angry.

Hoshide Kazuya flinched, bit her lip, and lowered her head.

The matter of eating irregularly has really stepped into a minefield for men.

He even heard the sound of landmines exploding in his ears.

The author has something to say:

Hoshide Kazuya: How can I be missed by the leader of the port mafia for a whole year.

He thought he only stepped on one mine this morning, but in fact it was far more than that. He was playing a minesweeper game (bu

I plan to change the name of the article, and ask the little cuties to help Kangkang orz name it. The hair of the waste is about to fall out.

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