Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

April [-]th.

In the school dormitory, Fu Heihui turned the pen, then pinched it, and wrote in the open diary: "April [-]th, the weather was fine. A new student was appointed for the first grade, and it was said to be a girl. The specific time of admission Undecided.

"The day before yesterday, I discussed with Kinoshita Baici-kun about the make-up exam..." He crossed out the word "that guy" heavily, and Fu Heihui continued to write: "He was indeed raised by Mr. Gojo."

Someone knocked on the door.Fu Heihui collected the pen and paper, put it in the cabinet and locked it, and then left the desk to open the door.

Opening the door, Bai Ci stood outside the door, wearing a pair of sunglasses that concealed his real appearance, a U-shaped neck pillow around his neck, and a few strands of bangs hanging down messily on his forehead.

"I can't sleep." He cut to the chase.

Fu Heihui froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.And Bai Ci continued on his own, "This bed in the school dormitory, when I lie down, I get caught, which is very uncomfortable.

"After searching for a long time, I found that there is a small screw under the mattress." As he said, he held up the small screw to Fu Heihui to see.Half the size of your little finger.

Fu Heihui was silent for a long time, and finally asked: "Are you Princess and the Pea?"

In the fairy tale, the Princess and the Pea was choked by a pea and couldn't sleep all night.As for Bai Ci, he was tossed by a small screw, and then he tossed others.

The bad character can be said to be in the same strain as Gojo Satoru.

Bai Ci looked sincerely: "If I admit it, can I go back to my apartment in Tokyo?"

Thinking of Wutiaowu's instructions before his business trip, Fu Heihui shook his head, saying no.

"Before Mr. Wutiao left, he asked me to take care of you at school. Besides, your adoptive father is Principal Ye Moth, so you should spend more time with him." Fu Heihui said honestly.

As we all know, the headmaster of this high school of conjuration is Night Moth Zhengdao.And the moth Zhengdao is the adoptive father of Kinoshita Baici.

Facing Fu Heihui, who had a more serious personality, Bai Ci stopped teasing him, twisted the screw with two fingers, turned it around, and then said with a smile: "That's right."

As he said that, he went to see the old man Noctua, and Bai Ci thoughtfully helped Fu Heihui close the door.When he turned around, the door opened again.

"I forgot to remind you, remember to make up the exam." Fu Heihui's voice sounded behind him, and Bai Ci pretended not to hear and walked away quickly.

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Headmaster Nightmoth's office.

As soon as Ye Mo Zhengdao said, please come in, Bai Ci, who was waiting outside, pushed the door open and went in without stopping for a moment.

He sat on the sofa carelessly, looking at Noctuid Zhengdao opposite him, a man in his 40s with a serious expression, sitting upright, making handmade dolls.

Glancing at the ugly and cute doll in Ye Moth's hand, he said in vain: "Old man, you are good at making dolls. In the past, the models were disgusting and cute, but now they have evolved to ugly and cute."

Night Moth glanced at his adopted son Bai Ci, and his subordinates kept moving: "You are back."

"Your birthday is coming soon, I should come back." Bai Ci crossed his legs, and his posture was quite casual.

Night Moth lowered his head and shaved the edge of the wood in his hands, muttering "you boy" in a low voice, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Don't rush to celebrate my birthday, you make up the exam first. If you don't pass the exam, you won't even get your school diploma."

Ye Moth's words were undoubtedly a bit cruel, and Bai Ci choked for a moment. With his arms on his knees and his hands on his face, he said gloomily, "No, it's just that I failed Chinese. In professional courses, I swept all the seniors and younger students in the same period."

Lowering his head and carving the edge of the doll's eyes with the tip of a knife, Noctua muttered "You know it too".

Speaking of which, Night Moth also found it strange.My adopted son has excellent grades in mathematics, physics and chemistry, and his morality, intelligence, physique and beauty are not inferior to others, but he only loses in Chinese.

"As the adopted son of the principal, he was not allowed to graduate because of his grades. It's not nice to say it." Bai Ci laughed at himself.

Noctua didn't care about this, he focused on drawing the big round eyes of the doll, without raising his head, he said: "I don't care about this reputation. I just want to know, Bai Ci, why did you fail Chinese?"

The child raised for more than ten years, Ye Mo Zhengdao knows Bai Ci's ability too well.This is something he can clearly do.

Bai Ci spread his hands together: "Because it's useless. Mathematical, physical and chemical methods can be used in data processing, making weapons, legal research, etc. Sports, strengthening the body, language is useless."

Thinking about the meaning of his words, Ye Moth's face darkened, "making weapons, legal research", Bai Ci is likely to be on the verge of breaking the law!

Sometimes, getting to know a person, especially a genius like Wutiao Wubaici who doesn't distinguish between good and evil, is a headache.And Wujo Satoru, who is now a colleague of Noctuma's former student, and Baici, who is now a student of his adopted son, is even more troublesome.

Distraught, Night Moth's doll was shaved and turned into a scarred face.

Only Bai Ci's willingness to be frank can make the old father's heart feel better.He sighed and said, "You, come back to work when you've had enough fun."

"Is this considered inheriting his father's career?" Bai Ci leaned back on the sofa chair, looked around, and saw the April spring scene outside the window, a cherry tree blossomed, blooming lonely on this land.

Under the splendid cherry tree, buried is the corpse of his companion.

He laughed, "Those who are in this line of work... the seniors of my class are not many alive now."

Facing his adoptive son's questioning, Ye Moth did not waver, and asked instead: "Are you afraid of death?"

Bai Ci smiled, with a contemptuous smile, "I'm not afraid. I just don't understand that I was not allowed to intervene in the few things back then. Do you think that I will give up now?"

The full name of the magic school he graduated from is Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Magic.Their school only cultivates one kind of people.

—Conjurer.

It sounds like the magician that exists in a wizarding world like Harry Potter.However, Bai Ci had never thought so naively.

After all, the magic used by the magician possesses miracles, and the curse faced by the conjurer brings death.

Ye Mozheng didn't directly answer the adopted son's question, but just dug the scars on the doll's face and wiped away the marks.After a long time, he said, "Bai Ci, you always have the ability to do what you want to do."

Between the words, it is the action after the white words are acquiesced.

Bai Ci turned his eyes from the cherry blossom tree outside the window, looked at his adoptive father, and spit out two words: "Cunning."

"treacherous."

"Old Fox."

The continuous comments spit out, and finally, Bai Ci took a deep breath, got up, lowered his head and straightened his clothes.

Night Moth Zhengdao knows himself very well.What you said just now can be said to be advancing by retreating, forcing Bai Ci to retreat from the point of view of affection.Unfortunately, Bai Ci followed suit.

Finally, he looked up at his adoptive father: "Old man, I won't stop."

"Hmm," Noctua said rightly, "It's my responsibility as a parent to support my children."

Saying "Really", Bai Ci walked towards the door without looking back.

After years of getting to know each other, just now, they reached some kind of reconciliation.Noctua knew that for his sake, Bai Ci would not go too far.No one can affect Bai Ci's execution ability, and the old father Noctua can only slightly prevent him from reaching the inhuman scale.

"Remember to make up the exam." Noctua said.

Bai Ci waved his hand, closed the door and left.

Next, what he has to do is more important than making up the exam.

Even, it will change the fate of some people.