Yokohama High School of Magic

"Let me tell you, Oda-sensei, it's too boring for you to be like this now."

Okura Yeko stuck out the tip of his tongue in disgust, "Even if the ex-killer with blood on his hands puts on an innocent look, the smell of blood can't be hidden."

Oda Sakunosuke did not answer.

"What are you doing now?" Okura Yeko put the knife on his left shoulder and nodded, "Atonement? Pretending to protect others?"

Sniffing, she concluded unbearably: "Fake—good—"

"..."

Oda Sakunosuke lowered his eyes, but the movement of holding the gun with his arms outstretched was unwavering, and he stood firmly in front of several people in the Tokyo school.

"That's why I hate you diehards the most, thinking that the revolution is over, and the past has really disappeared together with the past."

There was impatience in Okura Yeko's tone, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Ah... If it wasn't for the captain's order, I really wanted to kill you, and the blood-stained murderer standing in front of me would be really an eyesore."

Behind Oda Sakunosuke, Kaginizaki Yamei who finally couldn't bear it interrupted her: "Hello."

She had a disgust similar to Okura Yeko's on her face, she was obviously in a mess, but she seemed to be looking down from above, "It's so annoying to mutter there, if you want to hit, hit it, what are you talking about."

"... from a foreign school." Yeko Okura's face suddenly became terrified, and his voice was lowered, "Be careful what you say."

"Ha, I'm not interested in talking to little girls—"

Nagasaki Wild Rose hadn't finished her words when the violent wind lifted the broken hair on her forehead.

In wide-open vision, the man in the sand-colored windbreaker stood in front of her, blocking Okura Yeko's knife with his gun.

The man in front of him didn't turn his head back, but Nagasaki Yarose could hear some warmth from his voice, "Nagizaki-san, thank you."

Nagasaki Wild Rose regained consciousness in an instant, looked at the gap, smashed the nail on the ground, and raised the long hammer fiercely, "No need!"

Ding.

There was a sharp loud noise, but it only made Okura Yeko pause for an inaudible moment.

But even a short moment is enough.

An unknown scene swirled in Oda Sakunosuke's pupils, his muzzle shifted slightly, pointed at Okura Yeko's right waist, pressed his fingertips, and fired.

The right waist... is not a fatal place.Zenyuan Maki, who saw this scene inadvertently, had no idea what it meant.

Ignoring the blood on his right waist, Okura Yeko slashed down with terrifying force, but Oda Sakunosuke narrowly dodged it, and the blade hit his feet, leaving a deep mark on the ground .

"Oh..." Seeing the deep knife marks on the ground, the panda was a little surprised.

The girl with the single ponytail looked unusually weak, yet she was able to use such terrifying strength.

Okura Yezi waved the knife casually, and said in an irritable tone, "It's so annoying, why does the technique of predicting the future happen to you."

After understanding the meaning of Okura Ye's words, the panda was stunned, and then looked at Oda Sakunosuke, even more amazed.

"Oh……!"

Predicting the future, whether it is a work of art or reality, is something that everyone flocks to.

... No wonder it's the teacher.Chanyuan Maki raised an eyebrow at him: "It's amazing."

Oda Sakunosuke, who was instantly surrounded by the eyes of several people, coughed slightly, as if he was uncomfortable, but still explained seriously, "It's only five seconds."

"... Tsk." Seeing that the person in front of him was still explaining seriously, Okura Yeko's gloomy gaze became even more terrifying: "Kill you."

On the roof of a teaching building several stories high.

Gogol, who teleported back from the outside, just finished the last set, and then came back to catch up with the next one.

Standing on the roof of the teaching building of the Yokohama school, the clown-looking man was exposed to the wind, looking down at the scuffle below him.

Under the siege of several people, Okura Yeko has obviously fallen into a weak position. Otoko Yuta and Suehiro Tiechang refused to give in to each other. Fukuchi Sakurachi fought against the two of them by himself, and he has not yet lost the wind.

However, the strange thing is that in the small battle circle formed by the three of them as the core, as long as the Curse Master gets a little closer, the three of them will stop at the same time, obliterating the Curse Master in an instant, so that no outsiders dare to approach.

It's like several people are against each other, but they maintain a strange tacit understanding on something.

Yi Gu Youtai, who saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, became more and more conflicted and incomprehensible.But under Suehiro Tiechang's offensive, he couldn't think deeply, so he could only put the problem behind him for the time being.

A few of them formed the main battlefield in the Yokohama school, and in line with the mentality that the fewer people who get a share, the better, the curse division also began to fight in twos and threes. fight.

As a result, what was originally an infighting among a few people in the Yokohama school expanded to the entire campus.

On the rooftop, Gogol stretched out his hand, and the white pigeons around the tower flocked towards him.

With a white dove on his finger, he looked at the Yokohama campus and the various forces that were constantly destroying the surrounding buildings during the fight, his eyes became more and more cold.

If it’s not from your family, just do it casually?

The white dove was originally the projection of the system, but it can also be turned into a white dove bomb with the blessing of the mall.

As long as there are coins, anything can be achieved.

He took a deep breath.

"Everyone—!"

The man stood at the wind, and his voice echoed along the strong wind throughout the campus, attracting everyone's attention.

Okura Yeko let out a 'tow' and stepped back.Suehiro Tiechang was startled when he saw the man on the roof, and looked more surprised than Otoko Yuta who didn't know why.

"Who is that?" Chanyuan Maki casually picked up Ti Liuyun, with the light behind her back, she couldn't see clearly.

However, beside her, Oda Sakunosuke gradually revealed a solemn expression.

The man on the rooftop continued: "Welcome everyone to the Yokohama campus!"

"Even so—"

He raised his hand slowly, and pulled off his clown smiling mask, revealing the cold and gloomy expression behind it.

The emotionally suppressed tone echoed along the wind throughout the campus:

"It's really annoying to break in unscrupulously."

Forcing away Fukuzawa Yukichi's blade and avoiding Mori Ogai's scalpel, Fukuji Sakurachi pretended to have nothing to do with him.

On the rooftop, Gogol suddenly smiled again, as if the coldness just now was just an illusion, he put the mask back on his face, and said in a pleasant voice:

"Just kidding ~ whoever comes is a guest."

The man stroked his chest with one hand, and gestured to the Yokohama school with the other hand, with a gentle voice and unspeakable nostalgia, "Everyone, this is my favorite school where I grew up. I have spent a lot of time here. Unforgettable childhood."

"I love this place deeply, and I love everyone in the academy deeply."

Nanako frowned, feeling completely incomprehensible: "What is he talking about..."

Mimiko leaned close to Nanako, she seemed a little insecure, her voice was very low, "If you really love...why did you do that kind of thing before?"

The existence of the Yokohama school was exposed, and it was reviled by thousands of people.

As if hearing Mimiko's question, the 'clown' on the rooftop replied with a smile: "In order for my beloved school to be truly free, some changes must be made."

Mimiko froze, then got closer to Nanako in fear, lowered her head, trying to avoid the sight of the man above her head.

Gogol chuckled for a second, and looked away at Mimiko, "The first step is to get rid of the terrible bondage called 'morality'. I have already helped the Yokohama school do it."

"And the second step..."

As if echoing his identity as a 'clown', his mood changed back and forth several times in a short period of time.

At this moment, Gogol suddenly put away all the emotions he had pretended.

His expression was not exaggerated, but serious and earnest like a pilgrimage. If he was in the church at this time, except for the 'clown' uniform, he probably wouldn't violate it.

In the eyes of everyone, his hand trembled, as if by magic, a book page with a faint light was caught between his fingertips.

When the pages of the book were exposed to the wind for the first time, they flew violently in the direction of the wind.

Before Nagasaki Wild Rose could react, Zenin Maki and Panda had already changed their faces, subconsciously looking at Oda Sakunosuke, but the latter also had a dazed expression, as if he couldn't understand why the page was in Gogol's hands.

Seeing Oda Sakunosuke's expression, Zenin Maki, who was sure of her guess, tightened her grip on Liuyun.

It was too far apart, and the handwriting on the paper was blurred, but it was easy to see that it was a book page from the cracks that broke off the edge of the paper.

Not only them.

In the entire Yokohama campus, the moment the page appeared, everyone subconsciously stopped their movements.

All eyes are fixed on there.

— a page from that miraculous 'book'.