The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Fu Heihui felt her eyes hurt.

Dazed by the "bright" performance of an unscrupulous teacher.

If someone asks him how he feels at this time, he will regret it, regret it very much ==.

The boy with the head of a sea urchin looked at the milk tea in his hand, thinking blankly.

As a talented person who has practiced spells for many years, of course he can see a lot... that Miss Lin can't see or notice.

For example, as soon as someone meets someone, they take the spell equipment handed over by the other party, and call it an inspection, but in fact, they are secretly replenishing the spell power that has hardly been reduced; The flying field was so dizzying and airtight that many times, Fu Heihui saw with his own eyes that the curse spirit stretched out its claws and was blocked in time before it even touched a hair.

Who is Gojo Satoru? Before a business trip, you can turn around with a smile and tell you "Don't expect me to bring a gift*", you are beaten to death by the curse spirit, and he can still sit and play games and eat snacks, and openly Said, he will not leave you a bite.

Being able to get along with this person for so many years without being pissed off is purely due to Fu Heihui's strong mentality.

So, God knows, the indescribable feeling he felt when he found out that the other party might be in trouble—could the nearest sun rise from the west?Gojo Wu?Intrigued by a woman?

As for the latter sentence, if you talk to anyone in the magic world, the other person will laugh, then look at you like a fool, and ask if you are not feeling well and sick recently.

To say you're not curious would be a lie.So when he was woken up early this morning and heard Gojo Satoru say that he wanted to take himself as a "light bulb", Fu Heihui only thought about it for half a second before agreeing with some expectation.

Then, he was almost blinded by a series of performances by his teacher.

That person who would keep his eyes on the same woman time and time again, silently guard her from any danger, and even deliberately make people happy, and touch his head to encourage him, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed. Wujo enlightenment deity.

But if it’s not true, being able to protect others while criticizing the person he likes is useless with a vicious tongue, and then amusing people to quench their thirst with milk tea afterward, etc. It is completely in line with Gojo Wu’s past virtues.

Thinking of this, Fu Heihui raised his head, only to see the white-haired young man in a good mood taking a sip of the milk tea with the label "Double Sugar" in his hand.

"Why are you looking at me? I want to drink milk tea and buy it myself."

The other party keenly sensed his gaze, those beautiful blue eyes glanced over from the gap in the sunglasses, and said in a natural tone: "It's not yours."

Fu Heihui: Sure, it's Gojo Satoru himself. ==.

"Teacher Wutiao."

Since you are not benevolent, don't blame me for being unrighteous.The boy with the head of a sea urchin took a deep breath, stretched out his hand towards the young man, his five fingers spread upwards, and then said with a blank expression, "You haven't given me the money for milk tea yet."

Gojo Satoru: ...

Lin Tao: ...

After a long silence, the girl who was still angry a moment ago finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

***

After fighting the spell and eating the croquettes (cough), I resolutely refused to drop the cup of double-sugar milk tea, took the Wujo Enlightenment Express, and returned to the Conjuration High School.Then, as luck would have it, I happened upon a time when a lot of people were there, so I made a bunch of new friends all at once.

Uh, actually saying "a large series" is a bit exaggerated, because I only met four people in total: Zenyuan Maki, who is about to enter the second grade, the dog curly spine, the panda, and the principal of the high school of conjuration, Noctua Zhengdao.

Everyone in the magic world, getting along is not the same as the Armed Detective Agency.

There is a sense of rational alienation, dangerous and cold, with a bit of indescribable madness, which belongs to that kind of feeling, which is obviously different from that of ordinary people.

For example, for example, Atsushi Nakajima, if you don’t observe carefully when he is walking on the street, you will think he is just an ordinary brother next door. On the side of magic, there are talking pandas and people who only talk about rice balls. Boys, girls with weapons on their backs who are not easy to mess with at first glance, and uncles who are said to like to make poke dolls to pass the time... In short, you know.

Nitro went on a mission and didn't stay at the high school. I was arranged by Gojo Satoru in the room next door to his "ex-girlfriend" who slept for one night last time.

"From today on, Taojiang is my exclusive 'window', you don't need to accept any tasks from above, just follow me."

The white-haired young man handed me the key and said, "All the daily necessities have been purchased. If there is anything missing, please let me know."

Fu Heihui returned to the room, and the other people we just met did not follow us up, so for a while, only Wujo Wu and I were left on the entire floor.

The surrounding area is very quiet. Since we met this morning, under the gag of the other party, the embarrassment that I haven't had time to escape finally surfaced at this moment. I took the key, looked up tentatively, and found that he was also looking at me.

"Well, thank you, Gojo-kun."

I looked away and said in a low voice.

"you are welcome."

A clear and magnetic male voice came from my ear, and out of the corner of my eye, a slender and well-articulated hand stretched out towards my face. After being dodged by my conditioned reflex, it paused for a while, and then retracted.

The excruciating silence fermented crazily. Seeing that I was about to pick out Barbie's dream mansion with my toes, the person on the opposite side spoke again.

He said, "Peach Butter, you have worms in your hair."

"Ah?! Where, where, where!!!"

After my brain parsed the words from the auditory nerve, I jumped three feet high in an instant and patted my hair for a long time, only to see a small leaf fall out.

I:……

"Yeah, I misread it, it's a leaf."

In the light and elongated voice, I looked up with a wooden face, and saw the white-haired young man pushing the sunglasses above his forehead at some point, his blue eyes reflected the strong sunlight outside the window, reminiscent of the shimmering sea ​​surface.

Looking at each other, he stretched out his hand again, and then gently rubbed the top of my messy hair: "Hurry up and take a break. There are a lot of spells in this season, and there may be tasks at any time."

"Okay," I lost my temper after being tormented by the other party. I ran away from any embarrassment and embarrassment. I walked into the room in front of me and told me before closing the door, "Remember to notify me in time if you have anything to do."

"Hey, hey, definitely."

The young man at the door nodded, looking like a good baby.

It is said that good spirits do not work bad spirits, and less than an hour after I rested, Gojo Satoru received an urgent mission and was sent to Hokkaido, which is far away, to destroy a super-level curse spirit.