Personnel Corrector

Hearing that Gojo Satoru was bitten by a dog? It was her own revelation. An Geji sneered: "How could this happen? Didn't you say that dogs can't bite the same kind? Or is it that Wujo is so 'dog' that even the same kind can't see it?" Are you going down?"

Asking questions three times in a row is enough to see how unpleasant Gojo Satoru is with Ange Ji.

Gojo Satoru, who will never be hurt by outside words, is indestructible. He stood up pretending nothing happened, patted the non-existent dust on his uniform, and gave Xia Youjie a hard look at his joke, Gojo Satoru Putting on the sunglasses, he fired back: "Diva, are you showing us your newly corrected teeth? Your mouth is so-so-big! Oh, I'm sure I can see it clearly,? But it still seems a little Crooked."

An Ge Ji subconsciously covered her mouth,? It seemed that her mouth was a little too big just now... It is said that the most beautiful smile is to show eight teeth. She must have sixteen teeth.

Damn Wutiao, what are you looking into a girl's mouth!What a dog thing! !

Gojo Satoru doesn't care about image, he can roll around in front of the college,? But Ange Ji can't.The girl made a disgraceful look, and the girl was already a little panicked: "It has nothing to do with this, right? The point is: the self-proclaimed strongest Wu, Tiao, junior, and junior? Why was he bitten by a dog?"

In fact, An Ge Ji didn't believe that Wujo Wuzhen was bitten by a dog. She speculated that she might have encountered a curse related to dogs, and was attacked by a curse spirit during the exorcism process.In addition, Wujo Wu is a magic technique, but there is no lower limit. When other objects approach you, it can infinitely shorten the speed at which others touch you. In short, without the permission of Wujo Wu, no foreign objects can bump into him.

However, the fact is that after the two second-year boys exorcised the curse, when Gojo Gojo closed No Lower Limit and Xia Youjie approached Tie Tie, his foot was bitten by a dog.

Very unremarkable, featureless... dog.

It also bit the skin, which is the level of rabies vaccination.

But this time Wujo Wu didn't refute the fact that he was bitten by a dog, but grabbed Xia Youjie's neck and corrected him: "We are the strongest! And Jie!!"

Xia Youjie let him hug him in a good-tempered manner, and didn't express any opinions when the two quarreled.

... After all, he still owes favor to Senior Diva, it would be bad if Senior Diva came to punish him for standing in line - chastising is possible.

An Geji compared her middle finger in her heart, but her outer hands were honestly folded under the hem of her clothes, looking like a lady: "So, has Xia You been bitten too?"

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the senior diva suddenly cue himself, but he still replied honestly: "Thank you for your concern, I was not bitten, Wu was the one who was bitten..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Wutiaowu, who had been hugging Xia Youjie's shoulders just now, began to bark like a groundhog, stretched out his hand that had wrapped around Xia Youjie's neck, and covered his mouth again: "You promised me not to tell anyone!"

"You promised me!! Why tell others!!!"

An Geji's classmate, Mingming who has been sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, said: "Didn't you expose yourself just now?"

Everyone knows it, so there is no need to hide it.

"No, no, it's different!" Wutiaowu felt that one hand was not enough, and the other hand was needed. Now, Xia Youjie was trapped in Wutiaowu's arms, and the white-haired boy was still there. Crazy: "It's different when I say it and Jie says it!"

Being called "others" by Gojo Satoru, An Geji raised her eyebrows in displeasure: "It's useless, Gojo, I want the whole school and the Kyoto school to know: you were bitten by a dog."

"..." Gojo Wu's eyes behind the sunglasses became meaningful: "Speaking of... Last year, I seemed to have taken a lot of photos of so and so."

In fact, most of them are photos with Xia Youjie, just the background of the photo...

There are divas lying on the playground exhausted, there are divas who are chased up and down by the curse spirit, and there are divas with disheveled hair like ghosts...

Ange Ji: "..."

Gojo Satoru kept bombarding: "There seems to be something else said in Kyoto: 'Tokyo's Ange Ji-san is really a quiet Yamato Nadeko~' Huh?! Yamato Nadeko? How could 'Ji-kun' be Yamato Where's Nadeko, right?"

Angeji clenched her fists with her hands hanging down her hem, and her expression became distorted: "Wujo, so you guys..."

Will Wujo Satoru spread her dark photos?

I'm sorry, based on Wujo Satoru's impression of An Ge Ji here, An Ge Ji thinks: This dog can definitely do it!

However, one second before An Geji was completely angry, by coincidence, Xia Youjie's patience also reached the threshold.

Did your Gojo Satoru forget that there is someone in his arm?When he talked about passion and his tone of voice was ups and downs, he would unconsciously exert force on his arms, which strangled his neck! !

The black-haired boy grabbed the two arms holding him with his hands, and with a backhand grab, Wujo Wu's entire upper body rolled up, but within a breath, the positions of the two completely changed, from Wujo Wu holding Xia Youjie into a Xia Youjie hugged Wutiao Wu.

Xia Youjie pretended to be calm and asked, "Did Wu forget something just now?"

As he said that, he even tightened Wujo Satoru's neck with a little force.

Gojo Satoru, who was shackled by his close friend, could only retort dryly: "It's not because Jie told my secret..."

Xia Youjie's tone remained unchanged: "Oh, a secret known to the whole world."

Wujo enlightened: "There is no whole world, Nitro doesn't know yet!"

An Geji immediately stood aside with Xia Youjie: "Ah, I sent an email just now, and Nitro already knew about it."

Gojo Satoru tried to turn things around: "The juniors in the first year of high school still don't know..."

"Hey! Senior Xia You! Senior Wujo! Good afternoon!!" While talking, two juniors who also completed the task also appeared, and one of them, Hui Yuanxiong, saw the two seniors whom he admired, and greeted them warmly .

The slightly reticent blond junior Nanami Jianren nodded to this scene of preparing for the big battle....

An Geji sneered: "Okay, the whole world knows." Their high school students are already here.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Words can no longer be quarreling, but the anger in my heart is still rising, and I haven't vented it, so I can only...

Gojo Wu held his breath, and suddenly activated the spell to separate Xia Youjie. Seeing the smile on the other party's face, the resentment in Wujo Wu's heart did not disappear at all, but burned even more vigorously. He immediately grabbed the gap , and swung a punch at Xia Youjie!

...There is only one fight!

The two first-level magicians fought in front of the college. The seniors had to leave when they had a mission, and the juniors had to go ahead when they reported their mission. Besides... if Gojo Wujo and Xia Youjie really fought, unless the head teacher came, In addition, the two of them meant to stop, otherwise no one would be able to separate them.

After a hearty fight, Wutiao Wutiao was refreshed, and Xia Youjie was also refreshed.

The quality of Gaozhuan's uniform is very good, but the two of them didn't care too much about what they did. Even their bodies would be covered in blue and purple, let alone their clothes.

However, the Conjuration High School can provide unlimited school uniforms to students.

The uniform that Xia Youjie issued at the time was already torn, and then when the knife was used, he ordered a few pairs of loose trousers, and after wearing them, he found that the wide-leg trousers were really good, so Xia Youjie now wears the same Wide-leg trousers—anyway, the high school of conjuration can change the uniform at will.

Going back to the dormitory and changing his uniform, Xia Youjie was about to take a shower when he suddenly found a cardboard box on the table that he hadn't seen before.

Xia Youjie stepped forward and found that it was the post delivered by the housekeeper.

The cost of sending mail in this era is not cheap, and the postal delivery is not "fast". It often takes more than half a month to get from the sender to the recipient.

Xia Youjie looked at the address and found it belonged to his hometown.

The black-haired boy gave his hands a pause when he opened the mail.

Since entering a high school and discovering that the death rate of conjurers is ridiculously high, Xia Youjie has consciously distanced himself from his family and former friends.

For a person, the death of a cold and ruthless son or an old classmate who has not been in touch with for a long time will be much less painful than the death of a warm and filial son or a close friend.

It's already July this year, and it's the summer vacation period for general colleges - of course, the High School of Magic doesn't have this vacation.

But as students, they still have some preferential treatment. If they apply in advance and ask for leave to go home for a period of time, the college will approve it, but Xia Youjie has no intention of going home. So far, he has not been home for 7 months.

During the usual calls, Xia Youjie said he was busy and hung up in a hurry, and the text messages were also concise and clear.

——How is school life?

--fine.

——Go home and have a look when you have time.

--it is good.

But never took the initiative to go back once.

——Is Jie short of money?

--No shortage.

The conjurer has a lot of income. After Xia Youjie knew this, he never asked his family for money, and even saved a large sum of money to support his parents after his accidental death.But it also made it impossible for them to carry on even the simplest conversations.

Xia Youjie's parents live in a small city, and their hometown is the home of his grandparents in the country. Judging from the address, it should be something sent by his parents when he visited his grandparents.

But now Xia Youjie seldom even goes back to his home in Xiaoshicho, and even after entering high school, he never went back to his hometown once.

The postal carton was not big or heavy, but it took Xia Youjie a long time to unpack it.

There is still plastic packaging in the carton, so I can't see what the item is, but there is a letter on the top.

Maybe it's because the daily communication has become weaker. It is obvious that you can write long letters and express your emotions, but their content is pitifully small.

——Mom and Dad went back to their hometown. This is the buckwheat pillow made by grandparents for Jie, and there is also a souvenir from Mr. Odagiri for Jie.

Most of the buckwheat pillows on the market are filled with low-quality buckwheat husks, which are fragile and damp, and not solid.

And the buckwheat pillows sent from my hometown... Grandpa peeled the buckwheat shells by himself and picked the best ones as raw materials. Grandma turned on the sewing machine and sewed them up with cotton cloth little by little to make pillows.

Mr. Odagiri is a neighbor of his hometown in the country. Xia Youjie still has an impression of him. He remembers that he is a very serious man, but he always smiles when facing the children in the village.When Xia Youjie was still young, Mr. Odagiri's family moved to the city, and it was rare for him to come back.As for gifts...

Xia Youjie unwrapped another package and found that the accompanying gift was just a porcelain sunny day doll that is common on the market. The doll was showing a big smiling face, looking forward to the arrival of the sunny day.

It was brought out from an unknown shop, brought back to the hometown through Mr. Odagiri, and given to grandparents, who then handed it over to the son and daughter-in-law who came to visit the two elders. Finally, the son and daughter-in-law decided to send it together with the buckwheat pillow. For my son in Tokyo.

A very simple souvenir with a very precious heart.

Xia Youjie buried his head on the buckwheat pillow, the aroma of buckwheat was light but not thin, and lingered for a long time, lingering around the tip of the young man's nose.

"...A little bit more, I want to eat soba noodles."

……

"Hey, Wu, accompany me to eat cold noodles."

"Huh? Go again?!"

"In a word, whether to go or not."

"Hey? I'll just go, Jie, don't go..."

The author has something to say: three things

1. The cover involved copyright issues and changed to the text version, and the character version was placed in the author's avatar column (my beautiful Xia Jie, woo woo woo)

2. I don’t have a scarf, and I don’t have a wland—it’s just that my little sister likes to play, and it has nothing to do with my sophomore

3. The update is too late! !Press a paw to give everyone a package, thank you for your support (づ￣? 3￣)づ

感谢在2021-07-20?23:57:44~2021-07-22?22:00:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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