It's a power, not a spell

When Nakahara was changing clothes before going out, he opened the closet and saw a row of clothes suitable for teenagers.

He closed the cabinet door and looked at the body he washed and hung outside last night.

The clothes rail is empty.

Gojo Satoru, who was washing the dishes, poked his head from the kitchen, and blinked at Nakahara who entered, "I threw away the clothes hanging outside."

"what?"

"Grandpas thought I hid you. It would be more convenient if you think so, so I admit it." He made a 'yeah' gesture, "So Chuya's current character is set as 16 years old, and he has to wear Dress appropriately for your age."

Nakahara Nakaya's face is simply smaller than when he was in his teens. His eyes are narrower and longer, and his chin is a little sharper. If he dresses young, he can say that he is a 16-year-old high school student.

So he placed orders at various counters in the morning and stuffed the clothes into Zhongya Zhongya's wardrobe.

"……understood."

Although it's a little uncomfortable, but it's true that as Gojo Satoru said, it's better to keep the matter of "resurrection after death" a secret, and it's really weird to grow up to six years old in half a year.

He picked two solid-color clothes from the fancy clothes in the closet, white short-sleeved and black shorts, the size fit unexpectedly, on his feet he wore a pair of sneakers that were easy to move, and black cotton socks covered his ankles.

After he changed his clothes, the person in the mirror looked like a high school student.

The choker that I took off before going to bed is also missing, but there is a new pair on the table in the bedroom, and the jewelry that Gojo Satoru bought on a whim before is also put in a box and put there properly.

After wearing the choker around his neck, Zhong Yuanzhong also flipped through the box. He didn't have much impression of most of it, and finally took out a sapphire earring.

He remembered this clearly, it was given by Gojo Satoru last year after viewing the cherry blossoms, saying it was 'as a gift of thanks'.

But he doesn't even have pierced ears.

Recalling the past, Zhongyuan Zhong also bent his lips and corners. The earrings are made of silver, and the ends are not sharp, but they are not completely without sharpness. The process of piercing the earlobe is very easy. He put the earrings through On the bed, wipe away a little blood oozing from the wound.

Gojo Satoru skillfully put the dishes away, wiped his hands clean and walked out of the kitchen thinking about the important things in life—why no matter who cooks, he cleans the dishes himself?

So he is indeed a teacher who loves his students, and Zhong also has absolutely no reason not to like him.

Confidently giving himself a thumbs up in his heart, he heard the light door opening sound next to his ear, and he looked up.

The man who looked like a boy stood outside the door and looked back at him, the blue gemstone in his right ear was shining brokenly in the sun, "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute." Gojo Satoru called to stop him before he closed the door, "I just happen to have something to go there, let's go together."

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There is no sunlight in the basement, and the lights are always on. When Yuzu Yujin is awake, he watches movies one after another. The concept of time is not very clear.

The two of them didn't attract his attention when they came down the stairs. Gojo Satoru patted Nakahara Nakaya on the shoulder, put the index finger of his other hand in front of his lips and let out a 'shh' sound. The eyes behind the sunglasses gleamed nastyly. It's trying to play tricks.

But Zhong Yuanzhong only noticed that his pale pink lips looked like lipstick, and the small arc was pressed down by the fingertips, which looked very soft.

It's actually quite soft too.

All in all, want to kiss.

This thought was only for a moment, he stepped down the last step of the stairs and stood still, quietly watching Gojo Satoru crept behind the sofa.

The cherry pink-haired boy hugged the doll and curled up on the sofa. The vile adult bent down from behind him, and suddenly appeared in front of him with his face turned upside down, and said at the same time: "Wow!!"

Knotabagi Yuhito's eyes widened: "Wow——"

"...So it's Mr. Wujo, it's scary to appear suddenly!"

Although he was frightened, the curse skeleton in his arms didn't react at all.Gojo Satoru stood up straight, his eyes squinted.

"Hmm~ This is what I want."

The young man turned around with his lips curled up, saw Chuya Nakahara at the top of the stairs, and blinked, "Eh? That's... Teacher Chuya?"

But he remembered that when he saw him yesterday, Zhong Yuanzhong should have looked like a handsome young man, but today he looked like a high school student of his own age.

"That's right, both Chuya and Yuren are my students, but if Yuren is called Mr. Chuya, Chuu will be the same as me." Gojo Satoru tapped the palm of his hand, "From now on, let's call him Senior."

"Huh? Oh." The young man touched his head, thinking that he might have misread it, so he smiled vigorously, "Senior Chuya!"

"Well, good afternoon."

"So it's already afternoon!" He looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, "That's right, it's time for one-on-one training now, work hard!"

"Oh!"

The white-haired conjurer who just stopped by to take a look left with a smile, and left a sentence before leaving, "Come and pick me up at night, Chuya!"

Zhongyuan Zhong ignored him, and looked at the beady-eyed Knotweed Yuren.

"Get ready, go to the training ground next door."

"Yes!"

Yuzu Yuhito threw away the curse, put on his sneakers and trotted up to Nakahara Chuya, only then did he realize...

Senior Chuya was half a head shorter than him.

It may be because the other party's aura is too strong, but he didn't notice it while sitting on the sofa.

The exposed arms and calves of the senior can't see much muscle, and the ankle is broken as soon as it is folded. Do you really want to have one-on-one physical training with such a senior?

... No no, but since it was the arrangement of Wutiao teacher, it should not be the same as he thought.

Mantra can strengthen the body, perhaps Senior Chuya is an expert in this field!

Knotabagi Yuhito, who was thinking this way, stopped thinking briefly when he was easily thrown to the ground by Nakahara Nakaya.

The senior stepped on his chest, and when he bent down, his orange hair was scattered, and his eyes of the same color as the earrings stared at him, "Hey, it's a big taboo to be distracted during the battle. If you don't want to be beaten too badly, give it to me." I'll be serious. Understand?"

Yuzu Yujin said loudly, "Yes! Senior Chuya!"

Senior Zhongye is actually super strong.

I can feel that he didn't actually use the magic power, but the power is terrifyingly strong.

Sure enough, it cannot be judged by common sense in non-scientific fields!

In the evening, the cherry pink-haired boy with a bruised nose and swollen face collapsed on the sofa, struggling to open his eyes to look at Nakahara Chuya who was holding a mobile phone. He looked just a little tired, in stark contrast to himself.

Zhongyuan Zhong also put away his mobile phone, "Waiting for Wu to find time to teach you the use of spell power, I am not good at this aspect."

"Yeah." Kojou Yuuhito nodded feebly, "Is Chuya-senpai a second-year student?"

Because it looks like his age is not much different from him.

"...That's right."

At least in the recent period of time, he has been.

Gojo Satoru went to the high school in the afternoon to deal with the two curse spirits in the microwave oven. Leaving aside the psychological shadow of Noctuma Zhengdao when he opened the microwave oven and saw the two super-grade heads, the two exchanged about the 'summer oil'.

Night Moth Zhengdao frowned, "Are you sure you want to do this? Leaving aside the risks, the key is that it will affect the general public."

"You have so much confidence in me." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "But if you just let him hide in the dark and wait and gather strength to act again, it might turn into a more troublesome situation. And there is Nakaya Here, we will try our best to keep casualties to a minimum."

This is... also?

"Recall Yi Gu back?"

He acquiesced.

"Well... no, this kind of words will make him vigilant, and it is enough to have the middle."

After finishing what should be said, Gojo Satoru walked out of the gym and sent a text message to Zhongya Zhongya.

Received a reply soon:

"Wait there."

At seven o'clock in the evening, the second-year students gathered at a steak restaurant in Ginza. Although Yi Gu was unable to return from abroad, he also arrived at the scene via video.

The reason, of course, was that their homeroom teacher in the first grade suddenly sent a letter, saying that he wanted to invite them to a dinner and at the same time bring someone to meet.

Gojo Satoru: You must come, or you will regret it!Absolutely!right!

Pandas trying to pretend to be human beings in panda costumes are spread out into panda cakes, and the black Doudou is staring at Otoko Yota on the phone screen.

"So who do you want to see after all, could it be the teacher's wife?" He complained.

Zenyuan Maki disdains, "How can a girl with such a bad personality be able to bear it, he will be single until he dies."