Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

Xia Chan chirped.

One sound after another, like dots one after another, stretched out in a dotted line, building a wall, cutting off the entrance and exit between the outside and here.

In this space, there are only Fu Heihui and Bai Ci.

Bai Ci didn't seem to notice, he stood in front of the bridle of the pool, turned on the switch, and the water rushed down.He wore that pair of sunglasses today, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, he seemed a little tired.

With water on his hands, water droplets slowly slid down the bridge of his nose.

Then, Bai Ci turned his eyes and greeted Fu Heihui: "Fu Hei, you are here too."

Fu Heihui nodded.

After saying hello, Bai Ci turned his eyes back and focused on washing his hands.In the past few days, after reporting at the teaching office, he started to coordinate work and learn how to handle documents.Although it is simple, but due to the large amount of content and the shortage of manpower, the workload of one person equals five people, which is somewhat overwhelming.

At this time, Fu Heihui said: "Some time ago, I learned from Principal Noctua that the reason why senior avenged his friend Yuko Yoshioka."

With a sound of "Oh", Bai Ci flicked the switch tightly, and the water rushing like a waterfall turned into a trickle.

"I also know that senior's eyes have been cursed since I was a child, and I can't see them from time to time," Fu Heihui said.

Bai Ci felt a little bewildered.The Fu Heihui he knew was taciturn and would not talk about other people's affairs face to face.

The strangest thing was that after saying these two sentences, Fu Heihui was speechless, and only lowered his eyes in silence.

Glancing at the pile of documents on the chair, Bai Ci felt a little annoyed at the thought that they hadn't finished processing and couldn't get off work in time.He didn't show his face, but asked calmly, "Fu Hei, is there anything else?"

"Senior." Fu Heihui said suddenly, "You are really powerful."

Bai Ci: "?"

Ah this...

Is it a compliment?

Perhaps, I have harvested a little fan?

"Then, thank you?" Bai Ci tentatively replied.

Fu Heihui looked up at him, but didn't speak.His slender eyes contained many emotions that even he didn't understand.

The atmosphere is stagnant.

Bai Ci thought about it, and felt that this junior might not know how to praise others because of his taciturn personality.

Whether as an individual or a senior, Bai Ci didn't feel that he needed it.

"Fu Hei, your praise or approval is actually not important to me." Bai Ci said honestly.

Fu Hei's calm face twitched faintly, he suspected that he was hated by Senior Bai Ci.

Seeing his slightly hurt expression, Bai Ci realized that he had been hit, so he added: "Whether you agree or not, I am still me, just like Fu Hei, you are still you."

Fu Heihui was slightly startled.

But Bai Cidao still had to deal with the documents, he turned on the switch, and left first.The closed faucet stopped flowing, leaving one or two drops in the pool.

There are still drops of water dripping from the water faucet that is cut off, and it is not just the continuous water drops that cannot be closed.

Fu Heihui looked at the back of her senior leaving.This person is a person who has always been called a genius conjurer.Before I entered the Conjuration College, I heard his name many times from Mr. Wujo.Teacher Wutiao's tone is either proud or proud.

In the imagination, Kinoshita Baici is a proud and confident person.

But now, Fu Heihui knew that he didn't want to miss it.

but……

Fu Heihui didn't know why, but this "but" popped out of his heart.

When Bai Ci left, he brought a gust of wind with him, and this gust of wind shattered the isolated space.The sound of cicadas that had been pushed to the distance just now rushed over with great momentum, drowning out the young man's heartbeat.

·

come back to the office.

Holding the document Bai Ci, he casually threw stacks of documents on the table.Then, the whole person collapsed on the chair, motionless.

A passing houseman held a glass, found a copy of "The Chair in the World" from the pile of documents, picked it up, and shook it in front of him.Then he said, "Strange, Bai Ci, have you started reading?"

"Yeah," Bai Ci slumped in the chair and looked at the ceiling, "I don't want to either. Obviously, I only study for knowledge, and I don't like learning. But my ability is bound to the book. "

Nitro suddenly realized, "The medium of your spells is indeed related to books."

A magician needs a wand to use magic.So does the conjurer.It's just the medium of the conjurer, which varies from person to person compared to a single wand.For example, Yuko Yoshioka, Bai Ci's friend, has the ability to collect any memory and store it in a thousand paper cranes.

The medium of her spell props is the thousand paper cranes.Of course, not everyone needs a prop medium.

Stronger than Wujo Wu, he can send and receive spells freely.At the same time, the strength of its spell ability cannot be defined by the medium of props.

Bai Ci is a person who does not read books, and the medium of his spells is books.Because of his strength, no one dared to use this to laugh at him.

Bai Ci, who was slumped on the chair, didn't want to move.Jia Ruozi urged, "How did the superior respond to the autopsy report in the past two days?"

Bai Ci stretched out his arms, without looking at them, he touched a bunch of documents, pulled out one of them, and handed it to Nitro.The home entrance glass took it, opened it, scanned it twice, confirmed the contents, and then closed it.

"Thank you. By the way, I would like to remind you that there will be a sister school exchange meeting in Kyoto recently, and there will be a lot of contact documents."

With that said, she opened the door and went out.Unsurprisingly, Jia Ruozi heard Bai Ci's wailing.

"I'm the only one in the entire office logistics!" Bai Ci gritted his teeth and tapped on the keyboard of his laptop, replying emails in groups, and took out a document.

"Who wrote the report, a week's business trip, only a few words!"

The colleague Yi Dizhi next to him took it over and looked at it, and returned it respectfully: "It's Mr. Wujo."

"..." Bai Ci looked at the content of the report with desolation in his eyes, his handwriting was delicate and elegant, and his writing style was indeed Wutiaowu's.

But the report only read: Today, the super-level curse spirit will be exorcised with one blow.In just a few words, it is careless, and its strength is strong, directly surpassing the paper.

Bai Ci threw this piece of paper to his colleague Yi Dizhi, "Mr. Yi Dizhi, you can figure it out."

Yidizhi is an honest person, and asked honestly: "I remember that Mr. Gojo's report was written by Kinoshita-kun?"

Bai Ci's face gradually became serious, and his cold face wearing sunglasses was a bit scary.Yizhi was a little scared.

"Why, do I have to start calculating my labor costs and pen fees before I graduate?" Bai Ci asked.

In the past few years at the High School of Conjuration, Gojo Wu was intimidating and tempting, so Bai Ci had to write various reports for him for several years.Today, he must not repeat the same mistakes.

On the other hand, Yidizhi had cold sweat on his forehead. He had worked with Bai Ci for a long time before, and he knew his strength and ruthless personality.In addition to being an honest person, Yidizhi said obediently: "Then, I will just write this document..."

Bai Ci nodded, turned to face the notebook, turned on the screen with the mouse, and continued to process the document with the clatter of the keyboard.The piles of documents piled up in front of him slowly disappeared and returned to other places.

Just when he was getting more and more irritable due to trivial work, he received an email from abroad.

"Would you like to accept a foreign job? There are clues to the Sea of ​​the Undead. The location is in England." Signed by Giorno Giobana.

He is the leader of the Italian "Passionate" organization.Not long ago, Bai Ci was working here as Giorno's second in command.I'm ashamed to say that in those half a year, apart from doing things to make money, Baici didn't achieve much.

Before he returned to China, the two agreed to exchange information and use each other to continue to make trouble.

Now, in the eyes of a bunch of trivial matters, Giorno's email came just in time.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. At 45:[-] pm, he decided to leave work early.Bai Ci stretched a lot, and then closed the notebook.

"Today's documents are almost finished."

Yidizhi next door was writing the business trip report, and when he looked over here, he found that the three stacks of documents had been processed and only a few were left.

He heaved a long sigh.After Bai Ci locked the notebook and left the office, Yi Dizhi dared to say what he said from the bottom of his heart: "Genius...it's really scary."

·

Walk out of the office, walk through the corridor, and Bai Ci came to the balcony at the end.The sunset covered the sky, and the glow fell quietly everywhere.

Looking at the sunset, he dialed the national long distance.

Giorno answered the phone very quickly.

"Boss, are you so free?" Bai Ci teased.

"I'm in a meeting. But you have to answer your call." Giorno spoke in a measured and complimenting manner.

Bai Ci laughed a couple of times, and picked up the topic: "I can't go abroad, but I'm interested in hearing about the job description."

After all, there are clues about the curse of his eyes - the sea of ​​undead.

"This makes me very embarrassed." Giorno's tone was quite gentle.

Knowing that it was just a disguise, Bai Ci didn't expose it, and he was not in a hurry, just said: "Trust me, I can remotely control this matter and get it done."

"And you don't want to accept this commission, so you left it to me, an outsider?"

In the face of Bai Ci's exposure, Giorno did not hide it: "The position between the client and our company is a bit delicate. However, among the things he provided, there are clues to the sea of ​​undead. Isn't this exactly what you need?

"Well, I'll send you the detailed information and give you the client's contact information. You decide for yourself."

It means to leave this matter to Bai Ci completely. If Bai Ci agrees, he will contact the client himself. Whether the matter develops well or not has nothing to do with Giorno.

Bai Ci could see all these clearly.

But those upper echelons in the conjuration world, in order to humiliate themselves, let him sit on the bench to do clerical work.Logically, Bai Ci could restrain himself, but his own pride could not.

The day-to-day paper chores are, in the final analysis, just killing people.He decided to give himself a little kick.

What's more, the clues to the sea of ​​undead are also related to the curse on his own eyes.

Overall, no harm.

After thinking for a few seconds, he agreed.

"I'll pay you back the favor." Bai Ci said.

They are both smart people, and Giorno understood that Bai Ci was talking about Gojo Satoru going to Italy and asking him to get back information about eyes.

It was the information compiled by Wujo Wu that Bai Ci grasped the key clue to the "Sea of ​​the Undead".

"You don't have to thank him, that person doesn't just buy information with money. Is he your brother?" Giorno asked.

Bai Ci denied: "No."

Giorno smiled: "Then Baici, what do you owe him?"

"This is between me and him."

Giorno was so interested that he didn't say any more, he explained a few words about his work, and then sent it to Bai Ci by email.When Bai Ci opened the email, he didn't know that he had opened Pandora's box.

·

That night, Fu Heihui's diary.

Fu Heihui couldn't write anymore.I wrote several "Senior Baici" in a row, and crossed them all out with a pen.

Fu Heihui muttered to himself: "How can I write the matter of caring about him in my diary?"

·

Friday, it's finally Friday.

Want to make excuses, rely on my own ability to be the second in command in the Italian black organization, as the company's vice president on the surface, with power in hand, reasonable distribution of work tasks, and full trust in subordinates, anyway, I can be lazy and never lie down.

And now, he went to work continuously for five days!

The eight-hour shift is full every day!

His one-week business processing rate is as high as 90.00%.The remaining 5.00% is Yidizhi's job.

"How many people handled these official documents before, Mr. Yidizhi?" Bai Ci asked soullessly as he tapped on the keyboard.

"In the past, I handled it together with several other teachers." Yidi knew.

"Then how many teachers are there?"

"The head teacher of the first grade is Mr. Gojo, the teacher of the second grade is currently on a business trip, the teacher of the third grade is being implicated in self-reflection because the students were imprisoned, and other teachers are preparing for the Kyoto sister school exchange meeting." Yi Dizhi said truthfully.

Hearing this, Bai Ci was so angry that he punched the keyboard, "I'm obviously handling all the procedures and official documents of the Kyoto sister school exchange meeting!"

Yi Dizhi told the truth: "After all, this is a month's workload...and Kinoshita-kun, you almost finished it in just one week..."

Blame me?

Pushing the sunglasses that had slid down, Bai Ci knew that it was useless to argue, so he buried himself in the documents.Just in time to get off work. He closed the notebook with a "snap" and locked it.

He tidied up the few remaining documents on the desk, and left the office without looking back.

Walking quickly to the vending machine, Bai Ci couldn't bear it anymore, punched the machine, and cursed: "Damn the upper class, it's very easy to play the bloody exploitation of capitalism!"

In all fairness, compared with the previous vice president position, the salaries of the clerks of the High School of Conjuration are not good, but there are a lot of things to do.

And there are no soldiers available.

It seems that the old people in the upper class want to use this to sharpen Bai Ci's pride.Knowing this fact, Bai Ci didn't intend to cause trouble for the two of them.

However, it didn't prevent him from killing the sky at this moment, and seriously considering how to kill the group of upper-level people who got in the way.

"The day you get the approval from the conjurer, all these obstacles should disappear." Bai Ci said coldly, choosing a drink from the vending machine.

Then, someone hugged his shoulders, and the weight of his whole body fell down.

"Ah, this is my most capable younger brother, Baici." Gojo Satoru's flirtatious voice brushed past his ears, and his warm breath rushed towards his face.

Bai Ci tilted his face slightly, avoiding it.Then he said without changing his face: "What do you want to drink, brother Wutiao?"

"Ice Coke." According to Gojo Satoru's answer, Bai Ci chose to throw money, and the two cans of drinks rolled down and landed under the vending machine.

Bending down to pick up the canned drink, Baici handed it back to Gojo Satoru behind him, and then pushed him.

"Brother, please maintain social distance."

"You obviously don't care." Wujo Wu said aggrievedly, "Why are you doing this to me?"

Opening the pull tab of the can, Bai Ci took a sip of the oolong tea drink, wisely not to continue.In the next second, Gojo Satoru regained his composure and said, "I went to the office to look for you just now, and Yidizhi said you left after get off work.

"what's up?"

Gojo Satoru changed his hand to hold the ice-cola, and then suddenly stretched out the free hand and put it on Bai Ci's face.

"Have a big meal, and copy your past battle videos to me by the way."

Five fingers rubbed Bai Ci's face, half of his face was stiffened by the coldness.Bai Ci raised his hand to push away Gojo Wu's hand, muttering, "Hands are cold."

"Also, I should copy the past battle video for you, and have a big meal by the way."

"The order of the two doesn't matter." Wujo Wudao said, "Anyway, the battle video is for this year's first graders to watch as a textbook."

Gojo Satoru said enthusiastically: "Do you know Yuzu Yuren? After he saw you, he mentioned you to me several times. He is really a very cute child."

"That pink-haired boy?" Thinking of the pink-haired boy he saw that day, Bai Ci later learned that he was the container of Su Nuo, the king of curses.

1000 years ago, all the curses in the world made Su Nuo, the king of curses, born.That is the cursed king who is invincible, even immortal, with twenty fingers after death, sealed in various places.

The finger of the seal is highly poisonous, and the upper-level executioners swallowed it, and all of them died suddenly, without exception.The only one alive is the knotweed Yuren.

From this point of view, Knotabagi Yuhito's physique is indeed special.

"This year's first-year students, such as Polygonum cuspidatum and Fuhei, are the students Wu Tiao wants to train?" Bai Ci asked.

"I'm a student, and I will be a companion in the future." Gojo Wudao, "After all, I can't let you and me on this road, it's very lonely."

Looking at Gojo Satoru, Bai Ci looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: "Brother, in fact, I didn't come back here just because of Yuko's wish."

Her friend Yuko once wished she could become a conjurer, but she was finally overwhelmed by reality and driven crazy.

In the end, she hopes that Bai Ci will become a powerful magician.For this reason, Bai Ci returned to the high school to teach.

However, this is not the root cause.

"I want to go home." Bai Ci said frankly, "The Conjuration Academy is my home."

The two looked at each other, not far away, the grass was bearing seeds, and the wind was shaking the leaves.

They just stand.

Since that incident a year ago, Bai Ci has not revealed the truth for a long time.

After that happened, even if he was sincere, he would not fully admit it.

However, the words "can't let each other be alone on this road" touched Baici.This is something that even the strongest Wujo Satoru didn't expect.

They still stood without speaking.

After a long time, Gojo Wu opened his mouth, changed his unserious tone, and became serious: "Bai Ci, you are good enough, and you have been able to walk with me long ago."

"Just stay by my side."

Bai Ci was silent and did not agree.A year ago, after that incident, he always had doubts about the word promise.

He just said, "I'll go to the office and copy my past battle videos for you."

He turned, walking quickly, almost retreating.

This is so abnormal.According to Bai Ci's usual way of judging the situation, even if he was deceiving, he would pretend to readily agree to make things right.

At this time, he refused, which was really against his personality.

However, Gojo Satoru was very happy.He grinned and followed him quickly, threw himself on Bai Ci, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, swayed back and forth, and shouted to go together.

When Bai Ci got impatient, the tall man on his shoulders stopped moving, just put his arms around his shoulders, and buried his head on his neck.

"You are willing to be your true self in front of me, instead of lying to yourself and others with a smile. This makes me very happy." Gojo Satoru said.

The voice buzzed from behind, as if from somewhere in the deepest part of the chest.

The light breath blows on the neck, and the soft and fine hair scratches the skin of Bai Ci, itching.

"Liu Li, welcome home."

Gojo Satoru was calling him by his nickname.

Bai Ci was relieved by this sentence of all the emotions that arose.He looked at this familiar place, which would become even more familiar in the future.

Then, he responded in a low voice: "I'm back, Wu."

The grass is bearing its seeds, and the wind is shaking its leaves.They stood in a back hugging position without speaking.

However, very beautiful.

A long time later, facing the imminent death situation, Bai Ci recalled the twilight afternoon when he was hugged by Gojo Satoru, and even thought more deeply that when Gojo Satoru was sealed, the last second of thinking was for himself of.