Yokohama High School of Magic

On the train heading for Tokyo, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko propped his face on his knuckles and sighed softly.

"I said, Mr. Yigu."

Yi Gu Youta recovered from his own thoughts.

"Don't you like the school uniform I designed?" He said in a calm tone, sweeping over the white uniform on Otoko Yuta's body.

Otoko Yuta subconsciously looked at the clothes of the Tokyo school on his body.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's red pupils quietly reflected the boy opposite him, and the hair ornament on the side of his face dangled for a moment.

"No..." Yi Gu Youtai was a little tangled.

Even he himself didn't notice that he is not so resistant to the Yokohama school uniform now.

The panda who had been obsessed with worrying about the principal Noctua came back to his senses in an instant, and said to Otoko Yuta to relieve him, "I have been wearing it for a year, and I am used to it. And I think the school uniforms of the Tokyo school and the Yokohama school are as good-looking."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko let out an inexplicable tone from his nasal cavity, and clasped his fingers on his overlapping legs, with an elegant posture, but he didn't say anything.

"Mr. Panda."

The red pupils lightly placed on the panda, "I haven't had time to say hello to you yet. Hello, I'm Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

"Oh hello."

"So, Panda-kun." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's voice suddenly increased, "How did you suddenly appear in Yokohama school?"

The car suddenly fell into silence.

"Let me guess."

The hair ornament in the white hair swayed slightly with the movements of the master, Shibusawa Ryuhiko had a smile in his eyes, and opened his mouth slightly: "Book?"

The panda stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say at this time.

Yi Guyouta remained silent.

"It's so lucky." Shibusawa Ryuhiko sighed, and said with regret: "Up until now, I haven't seen that book."

"Principal Natsume once told me that the person who can unseal that book is my angel, so I stay here—"

Oda Sakunosuke who was in the driver's seat suddenly coughed abnormally violently, interrupting Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's words.

"Oda-sensei, are you alright?"

Shibusawa Ryuhiko's eyes were dim, and he couldn't ignore Oda Sakunosuke who couldn't help coughing, his tone was emotionless, and he was concerned in a formulaic way.

"It's okay, thank you."

Oda Sakunosuke, who suppressed his cough, nodded to him.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko averted his eyes and looked at the dancing scenery outside the window.

The car fell into silence again.

The panda suddenly raised its hand in the silence, which attracted everyone's attention.

"May I ask, what's the plan for a while?" Whether to save people at the scene of the execution, or to smuggle Principal Ye Moth out before the execution, Panda himself prefers the latter.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said softly, "There is no battle plan."

Panda and Yi Gu Youtai were taken aback at the same time.

"I'll open Long Yan's room, and you can just go in and save people when the time comes."

'Between Longyan'

surgery?Panda was at a loss.

"Shibusawa's spell can create a fog, and the magician in the fog will be separated from his own spell and become a non-magician." Oda Sakunosuke, who was in the front seat, explained to them.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko leaned back, and took Oda Sakunosuke's words, "Then, the magician will be killed by his own anthropomorphic technique." There was a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yi Gu Youtai instantly recalled the fog at the beginning, and his expression was complicated.

"Oh——" Panda exclaimed, and then he was a little dazed: With such a spell, wouldn't it be easy for the Yokohama school to destroy the magic world?

"It's not that simple." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko glanced at him lightly.

Billing is based on time and there are millions of coins in 10 minutes.

Big spenders dare not use it easily.

"Is it okay to tell us?"

"Set up a bondage for yourself?" Panda, who had a solid knowledge of mantra theory, immediately thought of the reason.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko didn't answer, looked at the panda, and suddenly brought up another topic: "Although the shape is a bit special, it is a challenge for the designer, and I am quite interested." There was some interest in his eyes.

The panda subconsciously glanced at himself.

"We're here." Oda Sakunosuke stopped the car and interrupted several people.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko then turned a blind eye to the topic he had just mentioned, opened the door and got out of the car.

Panda and Bone Yuta got out of the car immediately, stood in front of the stairs, and looked up at the Tokyo school gate on the stairs.

After a crisp snap of the fingers, the mist quietly diffused, and Tianyuan's enchantment was quietly corroded to form a small gap, and the gap became bigger and bigger until a person could pass through.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded to the people behind him, and walked through the barrier with the other two.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko sat on the hood in front of the car with a bored expression on his face.

It was 53:7 p.m., and there were still [-] minutes until the secret execution of Noctuid Zhengdao.

Noctua Masamichi was drenched, the corners of his sleeves were still dripping, and he threw the sunglasses at the torii gate, revealing his extremely angry expression at this time.

"Didn't you say that as long as I execute the sentence obediently, I won't do anything to the students of the Tokyo school!"

"What's going on with Panda!!"

In his angry roar, Leyan Temple frowned, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Anger and upsurge of sorrow have occupied the whole mind of Noctua Moth Zhengdao, his lips are trembling because of too much emotion. I didn't expect it to be so nasty!"

"You are like this, are you still worthy of leading the magic world!!"

The roar echoed throughout the room.

Leyan Temple's eyes widened suddenly, "Night Moth is on the right path! Watch your words!"

Sanlunxia stood by the door, looking back and forth between the two, with a panicked expression, not knowing what to do.

No one noticed the white mist quietly spreading outside the window.

Sakunosuke Oda, who was rushing here, saw the real-time dialogue sent by the little robot, looked back calmly at the giant but nimble panda, and quietly gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

Although it wasn't your intention.

But it's really good to arch the fire.

As the executioner of the night moth's righteous path, the Kyoto school's high-level executives have come to prevent accidents.Now the school in Tokyo can be said to represent the entire Kyoto school in a representative sense.

The entire magic world, the Tokyo school is now torn apart, and the Kyoto school is about to be wiped out.

The Wutiao family lost its head, and its position and actions are unclear.

The head of the Kamo family is now at the Zenyuan's house, and the two families are still investigating the situation and the "book" that has just been revealed, and have not fully launched any action.

99 Yuki wanted to go directly to the Yokohama school to find books, but Yumeno Hisaku grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The tired-looking child tugged at the corner of her clothes, lowered her head, and sobbed, "Don't go..."

——But in my heart, I was telling the little robot to prepare plasma.

"Ah, Kusaku..." 99 Yuki squatted in front of Yumeno Kusaku, and patted his head distressedly, "I still have to deal with some things, so I'll be right back to accompany you, okay?"

She was indeed worried about putting Yumeno Kusaku in the Zenyuan family, but Zenin Naoya was right. The Gojo family whose owner defected is now in dire straits, and it is impossible to take care of Yumeno Kusaku. Weak and in need of rest.

The child with heterochromatic hair whimpered and shook his head, his complexion becoming paler.

99 Just as Yuki was about to speak, bright red liquid flowed out from the corners of Yumeno Hisakuzu's mouth, nose and eyes at the same time, the strength in his hands became weaker and lighter, and his body was shaking.

"For a long time!"

99 Yuki caught Yumeno Kusaku who fell forward, and carried him to the room behind him.

She anxiously pushed the sliding door open with her foot, only to find that in the room, Er Duzhen was already kneeling there, and she was not surprised to see Yumeno Hisaku who was covered in blood in her arms.

"Give it to me." Er Duzhen stretched out his hand.

99 Youji frowned while holding the child, but took half a step back, "You're not a doctor, what can I do for you?"

In the corner of the room, someone knelt and moved over little by little, and nodded respectfully to her: "Master 99, I am a doctor."

99 Yuki pursed his lips, and gently laid the child in his arms flat on the tatami.

Erdu looked at her coldly. The Japanese-style man in a haori and a white paper mask turned his head and said to the doctor beside him: "Acyclovir, rifampicin, pyrazinamide."

The doctor nodded, and took out medicines that were incompatible with the surrounding environment from the medicine box that he carried with him.

After the injection, Yumeno Hisaku looked much better, no more bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his expression became much calmer, and his brows no longer frown.

99 Yuki leaned against the door, watching Yumeno Hisa's calm reaction, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Seems to be useful...

……

But how did he...?

The woman leaning against the door slowly raised her head and looked at the Japanese man kneeling there.

"... Er Duzhen, what's going on."

This skillful attitude has long been known.

It is understandable that Zenyuan doctors who are familiar with memory washing are so familiar with the sequelae.

But the current situation just shows that the cause of Yumeno Hisaku's current appearance is not the washing of memory, but the step of "looking at memory".

The surrounding air seemed to be gradually freezing.

Erdu really froze there, forcing himself to calm down, "...the two have something in common, and the sequelae are similar."

"But no one asked you that."

99 Yuki's voice was soft, but his eyes gradually turned into ice, "I just want to ask you why Jiusaku suddenly suffered from sequelae."

"..."

99 Youji read a few words slowly.

"Naozai from the Chanyuan?"

Shinichi Erdu.

In the next second, he flew backward out of thin air, smashing several walls in a row. The pure artist, whose physical strength was even inferior to ordinary people, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell dying in the ruins of the collapsed wall.

99 Youji left a cold peripheral vision, clenched his fists, and walked towards the main house of the Chanyuan family.

OK, no one's looking at me anymore.

Originally vomiting blood was just to arouse 99 Youji's suspicion, but she didn't expect her to be so sensitive.

When the furious woman walked away completely, the child who was pale just now stood up slowly, patted the expensive fabric on his body, and walked around in front of the mirror leisurely.

"Well...although it's very comfortable."

Yumeno Hisaku showed a distressed expression, "But not as cute as before."

He cupped his face, walked over to the wall broken by Erduzhen, and stepped on Erduzhen's body fiercely, causing the people under his feet to spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood in a coma.

Although the condition of 'hurting himself' is met, but without the condition of 'tearing the straw doll', he can't ooc out of thin air.

"So, where are my dolls?"

Yumeno Hisaku held his hands behind his back and looked around.

In fact, the red circle logo has been marked on the map beside him.