Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

It was the first time in Tuogen's domain that a real person who usually spends most of his time leisurely reading magazines ended up in such a situation.

Xia Youjie was lying on the beach chair, with his hands under the back of his head: "That's why I persuaded the real person not to go, but you just didn't listen."

"But didn't Xia You say that he would collect my body?"

At this time, the real person has turned into a lump of clay again. Even if it is just to maintain the state of a child, it is difficult to do it with his current spell power, so it melted just after he came back.

Mantra spirits are made up of mantra power. For mantra spirits, running out of mana power is tantamount to death. He can't waste any more mana power, so he can only spread it into a pile and recover slowly.

"I remember I refused? And didn't Hua Yu go to save you too?"

The flesh-colored clay twisted: "Well, obviously as long as Wujo Satoru is dismissed, this situation will not turn into such a situation. I can escape myself, and he came back too soon."

"If you go any further, I guess Hua Yu will have a psychological shadow."

Hana Yu squatting in the corner: "."

The black-haired young man grasped the words "I can run away myself" that the real person said before, and asked, "So, what is the strength of that woman?"

Does it really have the strength far surpassing that of super-class spell spirits?

Clay made two small lumps to use as arms, and shook it: "Well, I'm sure I can't beat it alone, so it's understandable that Leuhu would be defeated."

Leu Hu, who already has a psychological shadow and has been listening in: "Smelly brat, I am better than you!!"

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The time is noon, which is different from the time when we came here. The morning rush hour has passed a long time ago. This time at noon is the laziest time in Tokyo, and of course it is also the hottest time.

It was probably because everyone went to eat during the lunch break, and the streets of Tokyo became rare, and the road was unimpeded.

Gojo Satoru turned up the air conditioner in the car to the maximum, but it was still difficult to resist the heat of noon.

There is one thing to say, Gojo Satoru really likes to bluff people, just now Noctua Zhengdao sent a message to Maqima: [Your performance is already being judged here, and you can get your certificate tomorrow. ]

Got it, so her conjurer level has nothing to do with Gojo Satoru.

There were three people sitting in the car at this time, Machima, Gojo Satoru, and Yoshino Junpei who was determined to become a magician.

Gojo Satoru stepped on the gas pedal, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and held the mobile phone in the other hand, flipping through the nearby restaurants with high ratings: "What about lunch?"

Seeing his absent-minded look, Yoshino Junpei hurriedly persuaded him: "Eh? What?! Gojo-san, look ahead carefully! Don't use your phone while driving!"

"It's okay, anyway, there are no cars on the road now..."

"It has nothing to do with whether you have a car or not?!"

Probably because of the sloppy breakfast, Wujo Satoru was very hungry, so he was very active in choosing lunch.

Obviously Gojo Satoru didn't listen to the persuasion: "How about the ramen? There is a ramen shop with a high rating in front, it looks good!"

After hearing the words, Maqima continued: "Is it possible? Where's Shunping?"

When Yoshino Junpei was asked this question, he also temporarily forgot about Gojo Satoru swiping his phone while driving: "Eh? I can do it."

"Then it's settled!"

Gojo Satoru stepped on the gas pedal hard, and the car immediately sped out at a high speed. The sudden impact caused Machima to slam headfirst into the front seat, and Yoshino Junpei also began to shake Gojo Satoru's shoulders like crazy: "Mr. Gojo, you What are you doing? It's very dangerous!!!"

Gojo Satoru held the steering wheel without moving his hand, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, even if something happens, I will protect you!"

It was not comforted at all! !

And this is no longer obeying the traffic rules, right? ? !Isn't it necessary to deduct money! ? ?

At this time, the speed of the car was faster than on the expressway. Gojo Satoru kept overtaking and overtaking. The originally straight road was abruptly turned into [-] bends by him. Outside the closed window was the phantom of the streets of Tokyo. What? Can't see clearly.

Yoshino Junpei, who failed in persuasion, rolled his eyes and spit out his soul. Makima placed the stunned boy on the seat and carefully helped him fasten his seat belt.

I don't know if it was tens of seconds or a few minutes, Gojo Satoru finally stopped, and Machima raised his wrist and looked at his watch, um, exactly one and a half minutes.

In fact, the ramen shop was still some distance away from where they were just now, but because Gojo Satoru opened so fast, he arrived as soon as he closed and opened his eyes.

Machima unbuckled her seat belt, woke up Yoshino Junpei and was about to get out of the car, but saw Gojo Satoru in the driver's seat turn around?

"Is Makima angry?" he asked.

Machima tilted her head: "No."

Did he do this just to make her angry?

Gojo Wu immediately lost his temper when he heard the words, like a deflated balloon: "...Oh, Maqima really has a good temper."

Machima thought for a while: "Maybe."

After finishing lunch, Gojo Satoru drove back to the high school. Yoshino Junpei was sent to see the principal, and then went home to pack his luggage in the afternoon. After completing the formalities tonight, he could formally enroll tomorrow.

Maqima was taken to the office, and the seat was next to Gojo Satoru. The other party decided to let her be a teaching assistant, and put all the documents on his desk on her desk.

Gojo Satoru: "That's all for me, assistant teacher."

Macchima: "...OK."

Gojo Satoru saw that she was indifferent, and held his chin in embarrassment: "Well...why doesn't Machima always get angry?"

Mazima glanced at him, but said nothing.

Before the two sat on the stool, Gojo Satoru seemed to have remembered something, raised his index finger and said, "Ah, speaking of which, I will take you to meet future students."

Maqima tilted her head. She remembered that Gojo Satoru was the person in charge of the first grade. For the first grade students, she only remembered the knotweed Yuren. The last time she saw four people and one panda, she didn't know what grade it was.

The Conjuration High School is a four-year college. I heard that the third and fourth grades spend most of their time on assignments, so most of the students who are in the school are first and second graders.

Machima thought so.

"Oh, so they don't know that Youren is still alive, Maqima must keep it a secret."

Machima nodded understandingly.

The High School of Conjuration is very big, and it is not the first time that Maqima has thought this way. Walking a short distance from the teaching building is the playground, which is where they passed by yesterday.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand symbolically: "Hey, everyone, we are going to introduce a new teacher!"

Several students in high school uniforms quickly gathered, a total of three people, and a panda.

There is one less person than the last time I saw it.

The white-haired man pointed to the orange-pink haired woman standing beside him, and said, "Let me introduce you, this is the new teaching assistant, Ma Qima, you can call her Teacher Ma Qima."

"Ah, so it's not a girlfriend."

"Anyway, that's right, Mr. Wutiao's character is to be single before the age of 30 at least."

"...Hey, he heard it."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Machima greeted her calmly, leaned forward slightly, and bowed lightly: "Hi, I'm Maqima."

Only then did the students calm down, and introduced themselves one by one. Gojo Satoru then said, "Actually, there is another student who is currently on a mission, and we can meet him tomorrow."

Machima recalled it for a while, thinking that it was probably the white-haired boy with half of his face covered last time he saw it.

"Ah, there is actually another one, but he is a super conjurer and he is still on a business trip abroad."

Maqima nodded. It turned out that among the three super magicians mentioned by Gojo Satoru, one of them was a college student.

Because of his gentle and friendly personality, Machima is very different from Gojo Satoru, so he quickly chatted with the students.Nagasaki Wild Rose asked: "What level is Teacher Maqima? Why did you come to a high school to be a teacher?"

She shook her head: "I don't know yet. I just took the assessment today, and I will get my certificate tomorrow. As for why I came to the college..."

Maqima turned her head and glanced at Gojo Satoru: "Probably Mr. Gojo will pay me."

Gojo Satoru was stunned: "Huh?"