Spell Corrosion

July 7, Saturday.

As a long-lost rest day, with no extracurricular teaching and no unfinished tasks, several first-year students of the Conjuration College chose to indulge for a day today.The panda who was left behind due to his size was sitting on the steps downstairs of the dormitory with his chin in his hands. Not long ago, there were three of his classmates in front of the door. The next second, Maki said that he was going to go shopping, and then he had to replenish daily necessities and moisturiser. The lozenge's Ogu and Goujuan went out with Maki.

As a result, am I the only one left?

The panda rested its chin, smoothing its fur one by one. The angle of the round ears was a little lower than usual, and the whole panda was listless.

"Why are you sitting here, Panda?"

The sound of light footsteps came from behind, the panda's ears shook back, and it turned its head, just in time to see Junpei coming out of the dormitory building.

The panda's eyes lit up, "Shunping! Didn't you get called away!"

"You mean the shopping that Maki talked about in the group yesterday?" Junpei scratched his cheek, "I have something to do today, so I didn't go with them."

The panda whose eyes were shining just now immediately became depressed, but this mood didn't last long, the panda suddenly raised his head to look at Junpei who was standing on the steps taller than him, "Isn't today Saturday? And Junpei, you're not wearing a school uniform, so it's not a mission either."

Rolling his eyes, the panda smirked, "Going on a date?"

"No no no, I had an appointment with Chuya yesterday, and I want him to teach me Taijutsu." Realizing that the other party had misunderstood, Junpei quickly waved his hands, "Do you want the pandas together?"

"Shunpei."

Obviously the expression on his face should be covered by fluffy fur, but Yoshino Junpei felt that the panda looked serious and sincere at this time, as if he was about to say something serious next.

"You are a good person."

Ok.

I take that as a compliment.

Yoshino Junpei smiled.

When one person and one panda arrived at the training hall, Zhong Yuanzhong had already arrived. Seeing that there was one more person, he just raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask any more questions.

"How much do you want to learn? Tell me in advance, I'm actually not very good at teaching." Zhong Yuan Zhong also took the lead to walk into the training hall.

In fact, when Shunping told him about this matter last night, he refused at first, not because he didn't want to teach Shunping, but because he really didn't have any experience in teaching others.

His own taijutsu was originally developed in the harsh living environment of Leibo Street, and the objects he used were all his own kind.Later, Sister Hongye systematically trained his physical skills, but the training techniques...

Nakahara also felt that if he copied his experience to Junpei, he would be able to report to Ms. Yairui Glass if he turned his head around.

"To the extent that I can barely protect myself?" Yoshino Junpei has obviously thought about this problem in advance, "My spell attribute is poison. Although Mr. Qihai taught me some application methods, but so far I have not yet To the extent that the curse spirit can be killed immediately, so before the curse spirit is completely melted by the poison, at least I must ensure that I will not be killed back."

"Is that defense and dodging?" Chuya Nakahara stood still in the center of the training hall, and turned to look at the panda who came with Junpei, "What about you?"

"Eh? Can I come too?"

The panda who came here to watch and learn secretly just out of boredom raised its paw and pointed to its nose in surprise.

"Ah, if you don't need..."

"No, I think I also need special training!" After witnessing the fight between Nakahara Chuya and Black Star, the panda interrupted him before Zhongya's refusal to go obvious.

"Then let's play a game first, and let me know your basic level." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his neck and waved at them, "You two go together."

The result was of course one-sided.

However, there was no crushing situation. After all, Nakahara Chuya's original intention was to check their level. If the battle was ended with one blow, it would be putting the cart before the horse.

Nakahara Nakaya, who had a simple guide, looked at Junpei who was lying on the ground, and said helplessly, "Your physical strength is too weak, right?"

"I've only been in school for 4 days, and I've really been working hard on my body. Maki helped me make a training plan, and I completed it according to the amount every day."

Junpei panted heavily, feeling like his whole body was about to fall apart. Although Nakahara Chuya controlled the strength, the attacks that hit every joint every time still made him unable to stand up.

The panda, which had an inherent advantage in physical fitness, also sat directly on the ground. The soft fur that was originally soft was now blown up in a mess, and the whole panda was fluffy.

Nakahara Chuya looked down at Junpei who was slowing down, "You have such strength, learn to save your life before learning how to defend."

Panda blinked suspiciously, "Don't these two mean the same thing?"

"It's a little different." Zhong Yuan's lips curled up, "Defense requires a foundation in physical skills, and both physical fitness and skills are required, but if you want to save your life, generally speaking, you just need to stay alive."

Although they still haven't fully understood Chuya's meaning, Yoshino Junpei who was lying on the ground and the panda who was sitting on the side both felt a chill in their backs.

"First of all, you need to know which injuries are bearable and which ones are fatal." Nakahara Chuya said in a relaxed tone, and he didn't seem to feel how bloody his speech was to Junpei who had just come into contact with this world. "As long as you are still breathing, Miss Jiarui Nitzi can be cured, isn't it?"

Yoshino Junpei and the panda swallowed in unison.

It's over, it's even scarier than Maki.

In the end, this non-classic teaching was interrupted when Panda and Junpei both fell to the ground.

Although the panda, as a mantra, has much stronger physical fitness than Junping, Zhongyuan Zhong also thoughtfully increased the training intensity according to his basic conditions, so the panda who could sit upright last time was in the training room this time. A cat cake collapsed on the floor.

Contrary to the embarrassed two, Nakahara Nakaya didn't even break a sweat when he was a training partner all morning. Or should I bring it back for you?"

The panda raised its paw, "The cafeteria will understand the panda set meal, please Chuya."

"What about you?" Chuya Nakahara looked at Junpei Yoshino again.

"I'm going to the cafeteria."

Taking a breath, Yoshino Junpei tried to stand up on the ground, but because of the twitching of the hand muscles, he lost his strength for a while and fell back to the ground.

"I'll help you bring it back."

Glancing at Junpei's trembling legs, Nakahara said.

"Just wait a while." Junpei took a deep breath and let it out again. After feeling better, he planned to try again, but a hand stretched out in front of him.

In the alley, I was sitting in front of the dirty wall at that time, facing the same movement and open palm, and the one who stretched out the hand to me was also the same person.

Yoshino Junpei shook the hand that Kamichuya offered, "Thank you."

It was this hand that this man pulled himself out of that hell.

The sense of unreality of the past few days has subsided, and the anxiety of stepping into a world completely different from ordinary is gone.

"fine."

Taking care of Junpei who had trouble moving, the two of them moved to the cafeteria almost slowly.When ordering, Junpei paid special attention to Nakahara Chuya next to him, and silently wrote down the dishes ordered by the other party.

"Chuya, I haven't thanked you for what happened last time, but this time you helped me with special training, so if you are free at night..."

Yoshino Junpei looked at Nakahara Chuya who was walking in front of him, and the other party's dinner plate was a meal for two.

When picking up the meal, Junpei was still worried that he would smash the plate if he couldn't do his best, but Nakaya who was standing next to him took the initiative to bring the meal for him, even though he didn't speak.

"No need." Putting down the dinner plate, Nakahara put Junpei's share in front of him, "Wu said to Fuhei at night, ah, another member of his family came back today, so I will go back in the afternoon."

The last time he bought a gift for Fu Hei, he failed. He had to go to the commercial street before going home.

"Then next time..."

Nakahara also served rice with seaweed natto and Tsukudani. He didn't care about Junpei's gaze and didn't raise his eyes. He just said calmly, "Please treat me to dinner next time you come back alive."

Junpei was taken aback, then smiled.

"it is good."

After the meal, Nakahara sent Junping back to the training room, and brought back the panda's meal by the way, and told them how to relax their muscles to relieve soreness, and then planned to go to the commercial street for a walk.

When he asked Wutiao Wufuhei what he liked in the morning, the guy thought about it and finally said "dessert".

"That's what you like, right?!"

Central Plains was also speechless.

"How come, I like Chuya."

In the end, because no-lower-limit spells wouldn't work in the synchronous state, Gojo Gojo rubbed his sore instep and said, "Megumi prefers to read books."

As for the type of book, Zhongyuan Zhong also knew that the children's literature that the other party was talking about was fooling him just by seeing Wujo Wu's smile.

Therefore, in order to be on the safe side, Zhongyuan Zhong also decided not to adopt the five suggestions at all.

15 years old, high school student, boy, is a magician.

This is all the information about Fu Heihui that Zhong Yuanzhong also knows.

Normally speaking, what should an ordinary 15-year-old child like?

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried to pick up gifts that could be used as a reference from his memory, only to find that what he gave away back then was either controlled knives or ruby ​​red wine—no reference value at all.

How about... believe Wujo Wu once and buy a book?

Tsk, really, so what on earth is Gojo Satoru going to do today? He rejected his proposal to go shopping, and kept secretive about where he was going.