Spell Corrosion

After giving a group of students a good psychological training and then flickering to the point of excitement, Gotiao Satoru simply hit the iron while the iron was hot and asked the four of them to practice against Hei Xing respectively.Hei Xing, who had nothing to do and was ready for physical training, didn't refuse, and then threw the four students to the ground one by one.

"Black Star is a thorough practical school, and his type is not a good teacher." Zhong also took five cans of tea from his pocket, pulled the pull ring and drank half of the can in one gulp, and the remaining half of the can was in the After taking a breath, he drank it several times, finally diluting the bloody smell in his mouth.

Hei Xing was not easy to endure that blow, he is still in pain until now.

However, Zhong also believed that he did not make the other party feel better, it was just that Black Star's background was there, and it did not show on the surface.

"It's okay, just let them experience it for themselves. This is a blow that only people of the same age can give." Wujo Satoru sat beside him, "If it is lost to me or Chuya, there is no guarantee that there will be 'I am also at this age. It’s going to be so powerful’ This kind of self-deception, although I don’t think the four of them will, but it’s not a bad thing to recognize the gap.”

The result was indeed shocking. Maki, who was the most tenacious, challenged her three times. Black Star, who was completely ignorant of pity and pity, didn't show mercy at all, and directly sent Maki a setback.

Gojo Satoru finally stopped Maki's challenging behavior, and instead led the four of them to start with the most basic physical training. After a high-sounding speech, he concluded his statement: "So let's refill the playground!"

The four who thought the head teacher would say something about the high-level physical training program: ...

This wonderful practical course ended with Gojo Satoru's phone ringing.

Previously, Gojo traded the super-level spell that solved Yokohama in exchange for a one-month holiday, but just as soon as the holiday was obtained, the back foot was taken back because of Chuya’s destruction of Kawasaki City. The ups and downs were all caused by Chuya himself.

Looking at the principal's name on the caller ID, Gojo Satoru had automatically replaced the word "night moth" with "overtime".

Gojo Satoru had to work overtime, and Chuya, who was bound to him, would naturally not be able to escape, not to mention that the curse spirit that was finally eliminated had to be turned into rations by Chuya himself.

Zhong Ye, who had never maintained a weapon posture for such a long time before turning back into a human form from the gun blade state, only felt that his waist was sore.The task assigned by Noctua to Wujo is not difficult, the only disadvantage is that the location is far and remote, and the magic spirit is not good at other things, the skill of escape is almost full, enough to play hide-and-seek with Wujo Satoru for nearly half an hour .

"It's finally over!" Gojo Satoru yawned. The dilapidated factory he was in had been demolished in the pursuit battle. "I want to leave when I think that the next month will be overtime hell."

"I wanted to ask before, is the number of conjurers so small? It's fine in Tokyo, and Yokohama is not too far away, but Osaka is already considered a business trip, right?" Nakahara Chuya hammered his shoulder a few times, and clothed himself The tent has been removed by Yidizhi, "Live here at night?"

"No! Chuya has to go home with me." Wujo Gou opened the car door and slumped on the back seat in a disfigured manner. After Zhongya came up, he even made an extra effort and lay down on his side, with his head directly resting on Zhongya's lap.

"Get up! If you're so tired, why don't you live in Osaka today?"

"No, Chuuya promised to accompany me tomorrow, but he regrets being a puppy." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, closed his eyes and pretended not to get up, Chuya pushed him, and he stretched out his hand against the back of the driver's seat, stunned Yes and Zhong also stalemate.

"The total number of conjurers is not small, but there are quite a few wild ones, called curse masters. As for the organized ones..." Gojo Wu curled his lips, both dissatisfied and disgusted, "For example, the level 1 just now, indeed It's not difficult to exorcise if it's not powerful, just a level 1 conjurer is enough. But if you change someone else, you won't have to play hide-and-seek with it for half an hour, or it will take half the night. The same, it will be tiring and exhausting, and it is not surprising that it is counter-killed in this situation."

Zhong Yuanzhong also understood the meaning of Gojo Satoru.

"So because you are the strongest, it is natural for you to do all the work that may be dangerous to others?"

"Yeah, who made me the strongest?" Gojo Satoru kicked off his shoes, curled up on the back seat with his long legs aggrieved, turned over from lying on his side to lying on his back, revealing his blue eyes. Shiro's eyes opened at some point, and happened to catch the sight of Chuya lowering his head, "Is it the same as Chuya?"

Because he is the strongest gravity user, he will always be at the forefront, even if he has become the leader, he still resists all the pressure alone.

If Mingming chooses to leave, no one can keep him, and if he withdraws with his subordinates, no one will gossip.

— After all, he has already paid so much.

However, when the station is not stable, his choice is to open up the filth without hesitation, rather than leave.

Even after death, in a state of complete unconsciousness, the realm of life he constructed was the city he loved and the organization he joined.

All those who stepped into the Hong Kong. Hei building were enemies that needed to be eliminated, and the filthy curse wandering in the building was instinctively carrying out the task that had put him to death.

Unquestionable loyalty from life to death.

"Huh? I'm different, isn't it?" Chu, who hadn't recalled the memory of death, stopped his rejection because of Gojo's rare serious expression, and his hand naturally rested on Gojo's forehead, "Hong Kong Hei's alien There aren't many capable people, and only I can do those things, so it's normal to send me there, right?"

unhappy.

Gojo Satoru's eyelids are slightly closed, the corners of his lips are turned down, and the white eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. His overly superior appearance makes him look melancholy and beautiful when he is angry. It has to be said that he does not speak. Next, Zhong also still likes this set.

At least Chuya now acquiesced in the other party's behavior of using his thigh as a pillow.

"What happened to you?"

Although I really want to ignore him, Gojo Satoru watched him three times in a row, and after each time, he continued his previous melancholy look. Nakaya couldn't help but grab Gojo Satoru's cheeks, and turned a good-looking handsome guy into a runaway manga .

What's annoying is that the handsome guy even has a beautiful style of drawing cartoons.

"Chuya, I think..."

I feel like I'm not happy or happy.

Are Yokohama and Port. Black so good?

If giving Chuya a family is used as a measure, then Chuya's life this time should belong to him, right?

So, the only person who can make Chuuya sacrifice his life should be himself, right?

This kind of persistence until death, he also wants it very much.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Nakaya frowned and met Gojo Satoru's eyes that darkened in the shadows.

All conjurers are insane in nature, and the degree of insanity is linked to their strength in a sense.

Because the essence of mantra is a collection of negativity.

The popular science that Kid told him flashed in his mind for no reason.

"I want to say, I think Chuya should learn one thing in school." Finally Gojo Satoru sighed, the storm in his eyes dissipated and the sky became clear again, "Tactical retreat is not shameful."

"Do you call escaping a tactical retreat?" Nakahara was noncommittal to Gojo Satoru's statement, "If it's not the lifeline behind you, what idiot would choose to fight to the end!"

"Then it's fine."

"what?"

"Because I am the strongest, I will definitely stand in front of Chuya." Gojo Gojo winked at him and smiled triumphantly, "After all, I am Chuya's guardian."

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden? Are you going to take me to level the base camp of the curse spirit tomorrow or something?" Zhongya Zhongya was puzzled but did not show the slightest fear. Immediately afterwards, Zhongya who was almost abducted after contacting the context I found the scheming in the five answers.

"Hey! Who put your confidence in the right place? When did I say 'you are my lifeblood'?!"

"Is Zhong also shy?"

"There is a limit to what you can say, you bastard!"

"That……"

What ended the strange conversation was a slam on the brakes, and Gojo Satoru, who was concentrating on bickering, rolled off the seat with a "boom" under the inertia of moving forward, and got stuck between Nakaya's calf and the driver's seat.

"There was a car accident ahead, Mr. Gojo."

Every time, I was forced to listen to Tomosei Yiji in the corner talking unlovely.

The author has something to say: Yidizhi: I would not say that I stepped on the brake on purpose

Many years later, Yidizhi, who has watched a love drama of Qi Cheng Zhuan He in the driver's seat, said: I just hope they don't drive while I'm driving