Missy is also looking for death in the magic world today

In the evening, the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Conjuration is not like the hustle and bustle in the center of Tokyo.

The last light of the setting sun shines in through the sparse branches and leaves, and the mottled light falls on the face of Noctuid Moth Zhengdao.On top of the intertwined ancient tree, a leaf floated in mid-air and fell in a beautiful arc.

The deep mountain where the school is located has already entered autumn.

He reached out and caught it, feeling a sense of sadness, consciously or unconsciously, from the bottom of his heart.

But this does not affect his liking for plants? Self-life is being completed?, the trembling and tough? Beauty.

He likes to make mantras, like cute? young people, these can trigger his? reverie? about beauty.

There is no regretless death for conjurers (Note 1).

As a conjurer, he doesn't have a very high talent, nor a prominent background. He used to be just an ordinary teacher who happened to have two excellent students who didn't need to work hard to teach.

He does not reject "right theory" like Gojo Satoru, nor does he hate "monkeys" like Xia Youjie.

Instead, he likes to explore the right and wrong of people's curse.He doesn't want to? bluntly? lead students to what is? a real? conjurer, he just?

Seeking truth is his ideal as a principal.

Fortunately, at this moment in the decaying period of the magic world, there are people who share his vision.

Gojo Satoru, who stood side by side with him on the ancient tree outside the school, took off that idiot-like blindfold, and gazed tenderly at the school gate.

There? There is a nondescript desk. At first glance, it looks like a temporary swivel chair dragged out of a certain office. Kiritani Mio is sitting on that chair, leaning over the desk to write, write, draw, explain. Questions generally decompose spells.

She said that the outdoors are more suitable for spiritual practice. Besides eating, where is she? One stay? One day.

After Nanami Kento was arrested, she chose to live on campus.

During this period, she taught Fu Heihui the photography technique, gave Nagasaki Wild Rose a special cursed doll, beat up Su Nuo in Youren's body, and helped Goujuan's loudspeaker draw extra... Runes, for Maki's? A certain spell re-bladed... oh, and that damn brat Aizawa Shota, she gave him a special kind of eye drops to wash his eyes, and now he's hurting The? Weeping in the wind.So relieved.

"Wu, the last time we were here to observe Ms. Kiritani, you were still her fake boyfriend. I didn't expect you to become a regular so soon."

"No, I'm not? Her boyfriend, I am? Her husband."

"...Miss Kiritani is a good teacher."

"No, isn't she? Please don't talk nonsense."

Gojo Satoru has a serious face? Correct.Are you kidding me, Kiritani Mio is still so conscientious after just looking at the door, if she really becomes a teacher, where will she still have time for herself?

"Principal, you are not suitable for forcing social, how many of our people have been arrested?"

Noctua Masato's throat is a little tight, Gojo Satoru this guy is still...as always? It gives him a headache,

"Two-thirds, Nanami, Wild Boar, Kusakabe... The remaining? One-third is basically? Students and assistant supervisors."

"Using such a ridiculous crime of destroying public property, the police must be very proud, right? The mighty? Curseman, finally fell into their hands."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze, staring at the yellow leaves barely hanging on the branches above his head, with a sneer on his face.

Fallen leaves do not want to accept decay? Fate wants to drag new leaves into the soil instead?|Together sink, what is the reason?

"Wu, you are a good teacher."

This is? A declarative sentence.

Gojo Satoru seldom heard declarative sentences that praised him from Noctua Masamichi.

He turned his face back, and finally? It was inevitable? Seeing his own? The teacher couldn't help but sighed, let go of the fallen leaves in his hand and let them fall.

"When I'm not around, the school will be handed over to you."

"I won't let you go?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just an investigation by the Curse Association."

"You and I both know it's a? Never-ending? Investigation."

Wujo Wu's face was quite ugly, even if he used the title of head of the Yusanjia family, he didn't want Ye Mozheng to go to the Kyoto Curse Association.

Xia Youjie's "Hundred Ghost Night Walk" launched a year ago suddenly started to investigate at this time. In addition, the conjurer who was recently arrested by the police on ridiculous charges, as Xia Youjie's teacher, It's the headmaster of the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Cursecraft again. He must be charged with an even more absurd charge of "instigating students to kill".

Everyone knows that the consequence of this charge is death.

In Nitro's anatomy room, in Kiritani Mio's cell phone video, the mouse from the Magic Association is waiting in the principal's office. He is sure that Noctua Masamichi will follow him, and has been drinking tea in a calm manner.

Noctua Masamichi took off his sunglasses, wiped the finger prints that were accidentally rubbed on the lens with the corner of his clothes, and took it back again. At that moment, Gojo Satoru saw the no longer young wrinkles in the corners of the teacher's eyes.

He smiled at Gojo Satoru,

"Don't worry, as long as you and the students are still on the right path, no one can kill me."

……

Hold your breath and concentrate.

In the teacher's dormitory after returning to school after a day's work, Kiritani Mio cut her own finger with a knife.

The sharp blade cut the fingertips. The wound was not big but painful. She tried to focus all her attention on the perception of "pain" and dripped blood from her fingertips. To the center of the yellow mounting paper on the table.

The blood soaked the talisman drawn with cinnabar in the center of the yellow paper. It hadn't fully diffused yet, and Kiritani Mio's pupils shrank suddenly.

The rest of the papers on the table flew randomly into the air, and the sound of glass cracking was heard frequently in the room.

Resentment brings? Malice as a black? Hurricane.Her eyes were bloodshot, thick black air wrapped around her body, and an evil thought that wanted to destroy everything spewed out.

She hates her parents in this life, she hates the parting from life and death in the previous life, she hates losing her old friend and getting back, gaining and losing again...

but it is not the truth.

Those undamaged, soft pillows with student head portraits in Q version, photos taken when we went out to play with everyone, Gojo Satoru's scary custom-made sheets under the bed...

Made her love everything here?

Kiritani Mio used her spiritual power to recite the "Clear Heart Curse" silently, and the two forces in her body collided and overturned her from the chair, and the palm she used for balance just happened to press on the glass shards.

"Wife!"

Gojo Satoru, who came back from outside the school, felt a huge spell power surging in her room as soon as he arrived at the door, and immediately teleported into her dormitory. The first thing he saw was her bloody body ? Palm and a ground fragment.

She was panting heavily, and there were bloodshot eyes that hadn't completely faded away.

There are no curse spirits around, only the curse power remains, and these filth are all on her body.

He frowned and waved away the filth, without saying a word, he helped her to the bed, hurriedly brought the medicine box, took her hand in his arms, and carefully picked out the fragments of the wound with tweezers.

There was a cut on her fingertip, and he glanced at the yellow mounting paper lying flat on the table, which was the formation of the Kamo family.

After wrapping her arms, Gojo Satoru calmly took tools and cleaned up the debris on the ground.

Not a word.

Kiritani Mio sat on the bed, her eyes flickered, she was facing the back of his cleaning, her mouth opened, and finally she lowered her eyes to the injured hand.

He was angry.

click -

There was a slight crisp sound, and the custom-made mug that had a misplaced kiss with Gojo Satoru split open in the middle. The mug that used to belong to two people is now half of each.

Kiritani Mio silently walked to the table, staring at the broken cup.

He frowned when he bandaged himself? It was so tight that he was more careful than when he was injured.He cared so much about himself, but he failed his good intentions. He simply proved with his actions that he loved someone who was not worthy of love.

A hot tear fell heavily on Gojo Satoru's half face.

She knew it was "a little spiritual power still immersed in negative emotions", but at this moment she just "didn't want" to control it.

The principal of Night Moth was taken away, the school was ordered to suspend, and his reliable junior was arrested by the obviously problematic police.

She didn't want to? He killed his best friend again, just wanted to? Hurry up? Find out what Xia Youjie was going to do.

Big tears fell on the cup and splashed the paper on the table. She never dreamed that she could cry so badly.

The people's teacher, who originally wanted to educate her, heard the soft sobbing and immediately threw the cleaning tool in her hand and hugged her from behind. Except that the volume was much lower, she was crying bitterly at the moment She looks exactly the same as when she was eight years old.

But crying now? She made him feel even more distressed and made him feel guilty.

What if it wasn't? He sent Principal Noctua Moth to Kyoto and came back early, secretly experimenting behind his back? She definitely wouldn't say it.

She still doesn't know the secret of her mother's family, is it? She has been hiding it from her, so she dares to try so recklessly.

What's more, she was the one who saw the group photo of the two? She cried when the glass was broken.

"Hey……"

Let people say what, he decided or not?

Gojo Satoru turned her? body, held her? face, pressed down her soft lips very lightly, and rolled them as gently as possible, the warm tip of her tongue pried open her? The soft, moist touch of gently hooking her mouth spread between their lips and tongues.

Kiritani Mio froze obviously, a moment of astonishment and bewilderment appeared in her pupils, and her cheeks, wet from crying, turned slightly red.

The kiss ended soon, and Gojo Satoru, who was still unsatisfied, licked her lower lip, helplessly, looking at her sad eyes because of guilt, and wiped away the tears on her face.

If not? Because she was crying? Too fierce, still sobbing habitually, he wouldn't let her go so quickly.

"I, I tried to turn negative emotions into magic power like you, and drip blood on that formation. I didn't even use magic objects?..."

Kiritani Mio was still sobbing and talking intermittently. Gojo Satoru listened patiently and sincerely. He coaxed,

"My wife is amazing~"

Me? Do you mean that!

Kiritani Mio is complaining in her heart, but she can't calm down? Emotions make it difficult for her to speak,

"That formation will double my? Negative emotions. I'm crying now because I'm still affected. I didn't think? Crying..."

"Mmmmm~"

Gojo Satoru held her waist and pulled her into his arms. Her side face just pressed against his chest. Hearing his strong heartbeat, her nose was sore again.

"sorry."

It made him worry again.

He rubbed his chin against the top of her head, and coaxed with a smile,

"It's just a water glass, what do you want? Drink water, and I'll feed you later."

So shameful? How did he say that? !

Mio Kiritani pushed him away blushing, and suddenly realized a problem,

"I set up an enchantment, how did you get in?"

"Honey, you actually forgot."

Gojo Satoru's tone was full of grievances, and he pulled her uninjured left hand close to the position three minutes below his navel,

"That night, you filled my? body. You let me close my eyes to feel it. I trembled all over. Now my whole body is filled with your? breath..."

Shut up, you, that's it? It's just inputting some spiritual power, who asked? ! !

Kiritani Mio felt that he had a kind of magic power, which could calm her anxiety with mental retardation.

Gojo Satoru seemed to feel that the oral sex was not enough, and while he was talking, he pulled her hand down.

Knowing that he was making trouble, she just discovered an important clue and didn't want to fight with him. She was about to break free, but the lovely Hui Hui knocked on the door in time and rescued her.

"Ahem, Ms. Kiritani, is Mr. Wujo with you?"

Kiritani Mio and Gojo Satoru coincidentally heard the same voice in their hearts.

Heh, Megumi is a bit? Not cute anymore.

The author has something to say: Teacher Akimoto is a rising star in the field of comics and illustrations.

She draws for many novels, the painting style is delicate, and the dynamics, angles, and coloring texture of the characters are all great.

It's just that she's been too busy recently.Her three-dimensional life is very poor. She not only has to go to school, but also works to support her family. Drawing comics is also to supplement the family.

Therefore, she hadn't had time to look carefully at the painting work of the latest novel in her hand, but she vaguely knew that this was a love affair with a large age span, full of taboos, and very popular on the Internet.

Fire is good, the theme of fire is divided into more.

I just don't know how to greet the author of the novel when I meet him, after all, I haven't read it yet.

Forget it, let's pretend to be socially fearful, unpredictable.

"Teacher Akimoto, you are here~"

"I'm really sorry to trouble you."

"Teacher Saori has just arrived."

Eh?Already here?

Qiu Yuan collected his expression, smiled slightly, and walked into the conference room with the editor of the novel.

In the conference room, the project proposal for this novel had already been projected onto the monitor. The girl with short orange hair was facing away from her. She wore a long dark skirt with a brown belt bag that didn't match her waist.

Why does this fanny pack look so familiar?

"Mr. Saori, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Akimoto who is in charge of painting this time~"

"It's our first time meeting, please..."

Nagasaki Wild Rose raised her head in astonishment, and met a pair of eyes with shocking pupils,

"Three rounds!!!! Why did you go into the sea too!!!"

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Note 1: In the anime "Spell Return", the original words of the principal Noctua during the entrance examination of Knotweed Yuuhito.

感谢在2021-03-1119:35:23~2021-03-1412:14:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: hhh1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Liu Jing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!