Seven Seas Senior's Domestic Evil Dragon

Qihai Jianren exchanged work content with Gojo Satoru for a period of one week.

This was a decision made suddenly on Sunday night. Gojo Satoru didn't know what he was thinking, but he called Jianren Qihai at two o'clock in the middle of the night, scaring Jianren Qihai to think that there was something wrong with the magician somewhere.

He rubbed between his brows, and pulled open the curtains of the room. It was pitch black outside the window, only the light from a few street lamps could be seen.

He said word by word, solemnly: "You better have something to do."

Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "It's nothing, I just want Qihai to see Tokyo at two o'clock in the morning."

Jianren Qihai said expressionlessly, "I'm dead."

"Ah, ah, ah! Qihai!" Gojo Gojo complained with a smug smile in his voice, "You are still so irritable, and you haven't changed a bit in all these years."

Including the fact that the worse the mood is, the more you like to use honorifics, and the point of saying "you" every time.

"Really? What a coincidence, I also feel that you have not changed at all compared to before."

Compared with ten years ago, this chicken's personality really hasn't changed. If Xia Youjie or Jiarui Nizi received this call, they would probably be able to bombard Wujo Wu's dormitory with rockets on the spot.

In contrast, Qihai Jianren felt that he was not irritable at all.

Gojo Satoru on the other end of the phone dangled his long legs, and lazily said: "Today's brain is overused, and I can't sleep, it's all Su Dajun's fault."

"..."

Qihai Jianren refused to let his children take the blame.

After teasing his former juniors enough, Gojo Satoru finally revealed the main purpose of the phone call: "Qihai, let's exchange work content for a week. I will take over your tasks, and you come to Jugao to help me guide the students. It’s talking about the theory class and the progress of the teaching—ah, I haven’t taught anything yet~”

In the first week of school, no theoretical knowledge was taught, as expected of you, Gojo Satoru.

Jianren Qihai felt a dull pain in his temple.

"why?"

"Huh? Why? Those brats don't like to watch me play PowerPoint. What can I do?"

"Then please give lectures normally and don't play PPT."

"Oh? Let me teach the theory class by myself? It's so boring, besides, I'm not a good teacher, so I can't teach this."

"..."

There are so many people in Qihai Jian who don't have a lot to say, and they know the truth that whoever complains first at this time will lose, so he skipped this link and said, "You know what I've been investigating recently, right?"

"I know, the smuggling case." Wujo Wu said lightly, "Leave it to me, whether it's a curse spirit, a curse object, or a curse master, as long as he dares to appear in front of me, he will grind them all to ashes. Yes Now, I plan to go to Kamihama to see what interesting things happened there."

Jianren Qihai tapped lightly with his hand on the window sill: "Does Principal Ye Moth know your plan?"

Gojo Wuhun said indifferently: "I don't know, but he will know when I take away a few smuggling scenes."

"If you want to trouble him, you might as well blow up the Panxing Sect lair."

Who he is, both of them know very well.

Gojo Satoru pretended not to hear, and just said to himself: "Anyway, Su Da has passed the test, and I can rest assured about Youta. If that's the case, let's satisfy my own interest."

Jianren Qihai could only say: "I understand."

Gojo Satoru chuckled.

"Ah, that's great, I knew that if I used this as an excuse, Nanami would definitely agree."

"..." Jianren Qihai felt that his blood pressure was high again, "You don't need to tell me the last sentence. I still have work tomorrow morning, and I won't be able to report to Jugao until the afternoon."

"Okay, I will inform the students about this. That's great, Su Da-kun will be very happy, right? After all, this is a super big surprise."

At that time, Qihai Jianren never expected that Su Da had prepared a super big surprise for him.

Curse high.

First grade classroom.

Five students who had been having a good day at the shopping street in Tokyo sat quietly in the classroom, writing their self-criticism.

The blond-haired conjurer in a white suit supported the podium with one hand, and flipped through a thin class diary with the other, without raising his head, and said calmly, "You guys better not copy the model essays on the Internet, I can see it."

students:"……"

They silently put away the mobile phone under the desk.

Damn it, is this Su Dajun's guardian?It was terrible!

It wasn't until the sun went down that Yiguyouta handed in his first [-]-word self-criticism, and the oppressive classroom atmosphere was relaxed.

Yi Gu Youtai was a little restless after handing in the self-criticism, it was impossible to leave first, he didn't even know where the dormitory was, but he continued to stay in the classroom as if he was intentionally spreading hatred... I'm careless, I shouldn't have handed it in first .

Jianren Qihai glanced at him.

"Yigu-jun, right? If it's convenient, please help other students to complete the self-criticism. They don't seem to understand how to conduct a deep self-criticism."

Yi Gu Youtai looked around, and moved a chair decisively to sit next to Zenyuan Maki——Chanyuan Maki has only choked out two hundred words so far, which is the slowest progress among all of them.

Zenyuan Maki, who felt that she was being ridiculed: "..."

Between the face-saving insistence and the quick decision, Chanyuan Maki decisively chose the latter.

She silently handed the pen to Yi Gu Youta, who took the pen and immediately began to write down.

Qihaijian didn't see it all. After half an hour, he successfully received five review papers.

The others were all [-] words, but Su Da was fined [-] words as the mastermind of skipping classes.

After scanning all the five review papers, Qi Haijian nodded.

"It's ok. I don't want the same thing as today to happen again in tomorrow's class. Of course, you can ask for sick leave and personal leave, but there must be sufficient reasons."

The aura of the dean in him is too strong, which is the complete opposite of Wutiaowu who takes the lead in eating lollipops in class. The five students do not know what is going on, and subconsciously sit upright.

"I only substitute for one week, but since your homeroom teacher doesn't like to teach theoretical classes, this week will probably be the only theoretical class you have in your four-year career. I hope everyone can correct their attitudes."

"Yes!"

Jianren Qihai waved his hand, "Okay, let's disband."

The students breathed a sigh of relief. They packed up their things, and when they turned their heads, the new substitute teacher had disappeared.

Also missing was Suda.

Yi Guyou was too puzzled and asked, "Where is Su Dajun going?"

"Go out and talk to Mr. Qihai." Chanyuan Maki lightly tapped Otoko Yuta's shoulder, "I owe you."

Yi Gu Youtai was taken aback, then smiled shyly: "You're welcome, Maki-san, it's just a self-criticism."

Chanyuan Maki snorted and said with a smile: "I don't like to owe favors to others. From tomorrow onwards, I will train you well. Hey, don't lose that experience paper."

"Of course, please teach me, Maki-san!"

After some friendly exchanges, they turned their heads and saw the panda staring at the two of them with a particularly subtle gaze.

Yiguyoutai didn't quite understand its meaning, but Chanyuan Maki instinctively felt a chill: "What are you doing?"

The panda laughed a few times.

"No, I just think you two have a good relationship."

Zenyuan Maki rolled her eyes: "What's the reason? I have a good relationship with Su Da, and I haven't seen you look at us like this."

The panda teased: "It's different, Su Da's arrow to Mr. Qihai is too thick, it doesn't feel like you at all."

"?" Zenyuan Maki's forehead bulged with veins: "Although I don't know what you're talking about, but Panda, be careful of the cotton in your head!"

Yi Guyou was too shocked: "Cotton?!"

The dog curly spine nodded, pointed to his head, and then shook his head regretfully.

Bone Yutai: "..."

Although I don't quite understand what Goujuan means, but Panda seems to be really made of cotton!

The panda laughed: "Don't be shy, Maki, are you a primary school student?"

"..." Chanyuan Maki looked the panda up and down, and said with a sneer, "Very well, Panda, go to the playground and talk with me, even the Washington Convention can't save you today!"

the other end-

"Senior." Su Da followed carefully, "Senior, where are you going?"

Jianren Qihai stopped, turned around and replied, "Go back to the teacher's dormitory."

Oh, it turned out to be the teachers' dormitory.

That's right, it's so far away from home, so of course the seniors will also live on campus.

Su Da scratched his face: "Senior, are you angry?"

Jianren Qihai nodded calmly: "Yes, Mr. Su Da. So I hope you can study well in the next period of time."

Su Da lowered his head when he heard the words: "...I will."

A senior who couldn't bear it still couldn't help slowing down his tone.

"Then, go back and rest as soon as possible, and don't be late for tomorrow's morning exercise, okay?"

"Okay! Senior!"

Su Da immediately revived with full blood.

What a coaxing Dragon.

Jianren Qihai showed helplessness, and finally calmed down: "Let's go to the classmates. Mr. Yigu entered the school a week late, and he is not familiar with you enough. Please take care of him and let him integrate into the class as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

The very coaxable Dragon Su Da rushed back to the classroom full of vigor: "Yuta, let's go back to the dormitory—huh? Where are Maki and Panda?"

Yi Gu Youtai smiled bitterly and said: "They are dueling in the playground."

duel?

"why?"

The innocent boy shook his head silently: "I don't know. It seems to have something to do with the Washington Convention."

Suda: "..."

The Washington Convention seems to be something related to endangered wild animals and plants, right?

Beating pandas because of the Washington Convention?

Su Da, Yigu Youtai and Goujuanji looked at each other for a while, then tacitly picked up their things and went back to the dormitory together.

As for those two idiots who got into a fight for no reason, just let them go.

……

As soon as Jianren Qihai returned to the classroom and dormitory, he received a call from his family.

He paused with the hand holding the phone before pressing the answer button.

"Hey?"

The voice of the former senior sister came from the mobile phone: "Qi Hai, is get out of class over now?"

Jianren Qihai's tone was as usual: "Well, it's just over."

"That's right." The woman on the other end of the phone said bluntly, "Come and help me catch a slime."

Qihai Jianren: "..."

He heard the housekeeper say sadly, "When Wu Tiao comes back, I'm going to smash his brains with a scalpel."

It's also very simple to say.

Yesterday Gojo Satoru brought back two weird curse spirits, and affectionately called them "Slime" and "Goblin". Snatched one from Gojo Satoru and took it back for dissection.

And the other "Slime"...

"No way, Nitro, this is what I want to keep for hot pot."

"Using mantras to cook hot pot? Wutiao, has your six eyes finally burned your brain out?"

"You may not believe it." Gojo Gojo told her happily: "I just traveled to another world and destroyed the village of Goblin and Slime, both of which are my trophies."

"Oh, awesome. So what? How does this conflict with my desire to dissect a slime?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and found that there was really no conflict, so he ran away with the only remaining slime in his arms, and stuffed the sticky special product from another world into the fish tank in the principal's office.

Slime, who was severely injured by the beating, rested in the principal's office all night, and barely regained his vitality the next day. This morning, when the principal was making a new spell skeleton in the principal's office, the slime slowly came out of the room. Crawled out of the fish tank.

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

He couldn't help showing suspicious eyes.

Too shocked, a piece of paper fell down as the slime climbed out of the stone pushing against the top of the fish tank.

Noctuid unfolded it on the right path and took a look: hot pot ingredients, feed me for a week.

The signature is the head of a white cat wearing sunglasses.

"!!!"

Taking advantage of this gap, the slime limply penetrated into the cracks of the floor, like a drop of water melting into the sea, and disappeared completely.

Jia Ruozi was wearing a white coat, carelessly curling a lock of her hair with her hands: "It's very strange, the magic spirit doesn't have any magic reaction on it, so the auxiliary supervisors can't use the magic power to track it."

Qihai Jianren probably understood what was going on.

Slimes are not spell spirits, so of course they won't react with spell power. Even if they freely enter and exit Lord Tian Yuan's barrier, it probably won't cause any alarm.

This is really troublesome.

Although it is very weak, if it is not as good as carefully escaping Tokyo Manga and running to ordinary people, it will definitely cause a series of troubles.

Because normal people can see slimes.

In the dissection room, looking at the dismembered goblin, the blond conjurer sighed.

"I hope that slime is still in school."

Jia Ruozi showed a lazy and tired expression, "I'm really sorry, it's rare to go back to school and give you such an errand."

Jianren Qihai shook his head: "I knew it would be like this when I promised to come to substitute."

Jia Ruozi smiled: "Sure enough, I'm old. When I first see an old person, I can't control the problem of recalling the past."

"..." The blond conjurer hooked his lips, "Who is not?"

The inversion therapist patted the bed in the dissection room: "Do you hate this place?"

"...nobody likes a dissecting room."

"Well, yes."

Not long after Su Da sent Yi Gu Youtai back to the dormitory, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

The black-haired and red-eyed boy confirmed the caller with a glance, and immediately picked up the phone, "Hello? Senior?"

Qihai Jianren's voice sounded the same as before: "Su Da-jun, I lost that slime yesterday, can you help find it?"

Suda: "..."

Teacher Wutiao, you deserve to be the one.

So after 10 minutes of separation, Su Da and Jianren Qihai reunited at the door of the principal's office.

It took Su Da a lot of effort to catch a trace of magical reaction at the school gate.

There is no other reason, the main reason is that slime is too weak.

"It seems to be over there, I will lead the way!"

"Ah."

They followed this weak reaction to the depths of the school, and Su Da couldn't help but sighed and complained: "Mr. Wutiao is really serious. Senior asked you to find slime on the first day you came to work..."

Jianren Qihai followed behind him, looking extremely taciturn.

Su Da couldn't help but pay more attention to Jianren Qihai.

At first, I thought that senior was in a bad mood because of his skipping class, but now that I think about it, it seems that it is not just because of this.

Speaking of which, every time I go back to Tokyo Manga, the senior is not very interested.

They stopped and walked in silence, and finally stopped in front of the archives room.This file room looks strangely familiar, isn't it the place that everyone cleaned together before?

Su Da pushed open the door, and the file room was pitch black, with only dim moonlight filtering through the window.

He sniffed lightly, and sure enough, he caught the smell of fresh slime. Dragon walked lightly towards the bookshelf. In the darkness, kid Dragon suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the slime stuck on the top of the bookshelf.

"caught you!"

The slimy slime struggled desperately, and trembled because of the Dragon's breath. After barely struggling for a while, the slime was still picked off by the Dragon.

During the movement, the files stuffed at the top of the bookshelf fell down and scattered all over the floor.

Seeing that he succeeded, the lights in the file room suddenly turned on. Jianren Qihai walked up to Su Da, bent down and picked up the scattered documents: "Thank you for your hard work."

When he lowered his head, he saw the photo that fell out.

Su Da hugged the shivering slime, and also noticed the scattered documents.

Isn't this the file stuffed back by Teacher Wutiao?

Jianren Qihai picked up the photo, looked down at the group of people in the photo, and did not look away for a long time.

His unusual reaction made Su Da hold his breath subconsciously, and carefully observed Senior Qihai's expression.

Qihai Jianren's expression didn't change much, but he stared at the photo for a very, very long time, which was not normal.

Su Da finally couldn't help it, and called out worriedly: "Senior?"

The person who was called came back to his senses, "Sorry."

He put the scattered documents back in the bag, including the photo.

"It's just that I remembered something from the past, which made you worry."

Su Da hesitated and said, "That's senior's partner, right? I heard Mr. Wutiao mention it."

"Really?" Qihai Jianren looked a little surprised: "Well, his name is Hui Yuanxiong. He died in a mission in the second year of high school. He said he was a partner, but in fact the time of cooperation was less than two years."

His tone was very flat, without any emotion.

Su Da was even more worried.

When the senior shows such a nonchalant attitude, it is precisely the time when the heart is the most restless, right?

"Senior, don't be sad."

Jianren Qihai put the file back in place and touched Dragon's head.

"It's okay, I just remembered our last mission. Misassessment of the level of the spell spirit happens from time to time. Up to now, I have nothing to complain about. It's another thing..."

He mused:

"I remember that Huiyuan made an agreement with a senior, saying that he would bring him a souvenir. Thinking about it now, Huiyuan is gone, and some things should be done by me."

Su Da didn't understand Jianren Qihai's words, but this did not prevent him from listening to Senior Qihai's rare heartfelt words with the most upright posture.

His well-behaved appearance successfully dispelled the strangeness in Jian Qihai's heart.

Jianren Qihai's heart moved slightly.

"Thank you, Su Dajun. With you here, I seem to be able to review the past more peacefully and calmly."

"Let's go back."

"En!" Su Da nodded, "Senior, what about the slime?"

"Take it home, Mr. Wujo will use it to cook hot pot."

"Eh?" Su Da was shocked: "But the slime—it's super unpalatable!"

Jianren Qihai didn't think so.

Gourmet Qihai Jianren said: "You must have not put any seasoning when you ate it before."

Suda: "..."

It makes sense!