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Afterwards, Hiroshi still guarded against death, gagged his mouth with a small cake, and did not tell Gojo Satoru what happened before.

Gojo Satoru saw his sneaky and guilty appearance, and knew without guessing that his image must have been persecuted by this guy again. He immediately adjusted the TV permissions to children's mode, and prevented this underage mantra from watching any unhealthy things from the source.

"Hey, Gojo Satoru." Hiroshi swallowed the last bite of the chocolate mousse roll, touched his empty stomach, "I'm so hungry, let's go eat, huh?"

It is also only when the mana spirit needs something from others that it will change the name from "Human" to Gojo Satoru's name, especially when it needs to eat.

"Of course you will be hungry. Thanks to you, I didn't even have time to eat lunch." The man turned around, his blue eyes condescendingly watching the man who sat on the carpet and kept stuffing snacks into his mouth. spirit.

The pizza he ordered at noon was completely cold, and he had no appetite at all under Fu Heihui's strange gaze. He felt hungry only after being lifted up by the day, and at the same time, his body that was constantly running the spell was giving out warnings.

"What do you want to eat?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Is hot pot okay!" As soon as Zhou mentioned food, his face glowed brightly, and when his eyes, which were darker than mud, lifted up, they were stained with a colorful halo by the crystal lamp in the living room. , slender and thick eyelashes jump on the almond eyes, refracting golden particles.

Gojo Wujo let out a sigh, not knowing why the curse spirit suddenly thought of eating this kind of thing, "What hot pot? Sukiyaki pot, Chinese cuisine? Or ramen pot?"

"It's the bubbling one on TV, with red chili peppers inside." Zhou raised his head, "The female teacher in the TV series went to eat hot pot during the group building with her colleagues, and met a Handsome financial men, and then they went to the hotel to hug each other and undress... Ugh!"

"Shut up." Gojo Satoru stuffed a small biscuit into his mouth, blocking the second half of his horrified speech, "Understood, I'll take you there, but don't mention this TV series in front of outsiders in the future."

Hiroki quickly swallowed the food, "Why?"

"Because that kind of thing is a restricted drama that can be viewed privately. If you talk like this in front of outsiders, it is sexual harassment." Qiang Qiang never thought in his life that he would calmly teach a curse spirit about human social etiquette. This kind of thing doesn't matter.

Zhou snorted twice, "Whatever, you humans are really troublesome, you won't be allowed to speak, and you won't be allowed to take off your clothes..."

"Take off what?" Gojo Satoru keenly grasped the loophole in his words, and a storm rolled up in his smiling eyes, "Sure enough, are you using my body to undress for someone to see?"

"Qami? Is it him?" According to the trajectory of his actions in the past few days, Gojo Gojo knew who it was at a guess. He stared at Hiroshi, and unsurprisingly, he could see traces of guilt from his face that was as innocent as a piece of white paper. .

"..." The curse spirit chose to remain silent.

After a while, Zhou cautiously raised his eyes in the stiff atmosphere, "If I admit it, will the hot pot still go?"

The man bent his legs and squatted carelessly in front of the curse spirit. His solid body completely shrouded the daytime in the shadows. He pinched the delicate jaw of the young man, and raised the corners of his lips viciously, "You are so grateful to me!" , kid."

In the end, Zhou got his wish and went to the hot pot restaurant.

The restaurant is located in the most luxurious section of Tokyo's Chinatown. If you didn't make a reservation, there are no seats at this time. Gojo Satoru willfully used Gojo's family's relationship in the restaurant industry to find a seat near the window.

It was the first time for him to eat this kind of food. He didn't expect that food could be eaten while cooking. He buried his head in cheerful and unskilled use of chopsticks, and there was a caterpillar doll in his abdomen that continuously provided magic power to comfort him.

"If you can't eat spicy food, you can eat the tomato soup here." Gojo Satoru stared at Manu Ling's red lips from the heat and clicked his tongue, so stupid.

"No, it's very exciting." Zhou stuck out his tongue and drank ice soda. He originally wanted to drink like a spicy female teacher, but the man ruthlessly slapped off the paw that ordered him, telling him, a minor, to be more honest.

Zhou mustered up the courage to deal with the sliced ​​beef in front of him, although it was coated with a layer of spicy taste, it miraculously made him addicted.

The wagyu beef that has only been boiled for ten seconds is taken out when the color changes slightly. The chili oil and dashi broth have just tasted, with the fat aroma of the beef itself, and it is tender and springy between the teeth.

The taste of the teenager who had eaten the rag-flavored magic ball for many years was reawakened by the spicy taste, even if he was so hot that tears kept falling down.

"Hey, hey, can you control it a bit." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses that were covered in water vapor, "Did you see the look in the waiter's eyes just now? You thought I was bullying you, and almost called the police."

"...What did you say?" Zhou raised his head and sniffled, his red lips were slightly swollen at this moment, with a suspicious layer of water, and he stuffed another piece of fish ball into his mouth, which was soaked by the soup inside. Burned a bit, and suddenly frowned, "Hiss——"

Stupid as hell.

Hiro didn't care what Wujo Satoru was thinking, at this moment he only had food in his eyes.

In addition to the spicy pot, the tomato pot is also very delicious. Curse Ling personally hates vegetable food, but the tender cabbage has a sweet taste after being boiled in and taken out, and even the bland potato chips are also delicious. It is scalded soft and melts in the mouth with the sweet and sour tomato.

The hot pot amazed the man who had never seen the world, and one person ate the amount of three adults.

Gojo Satoru even felt that he was not raising another boy, but another carnivorous dinosaur.

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The toxins in the body were not cleared in the daytime, but he had to go to the high school class. He was holding the whole green mantra, which was too eye-catching, and he couldn't go out. Gojo Satoru asked the night moth for a smaller version. The body of the colorful caterpillar, the body of the Q version is like a bunch of colorful candies strung together, just enough to fit on the boy's wrist like a bracelet.

The effect of the shrunken version is not so good, and the storage capacity of the mana is also greatly reduced. It can only be used for three hours at a time, but it is enough. As long as Gojo Satoru keeps this little ghost with him at all times, no accidents will happen.

The seasons alternate between spring and summer, and the curse is more rampant. In one month, Gojo realized more than 50 missions and disappeared all over Japan. Except for sleeping, the rest of the time was either on the way to get rid of the curse, and he had no time to go back to school. I can ask the assistant supervisor to substitute for the class.

Similarly, Zhou had to follow him anytime and anywhere, and in this case, it provided a good excuse for the man to be lazy.He usually fills Zhou's bracelet with spell power, confidently hand over troublesome tasks to this brat, and then goes to the nearby dessert shop to buy limited-time snacks by himself.

"Hey, what is laziness? This is to exercise his ability."

In the Noctua Masato's office, Gojo Gojo quibbled with a smile, "As a greatteachergojo, of course there is no problem with my education method."

"I hope you can also get a great teacher honor when you go to the teacher selection in Tokyo next month." Noctua Masamune satirized without a sense of humor, "Otherwise, I'm sorry for your enthusiasm in the lottery."

"Huh?" There was a hesitant and confused voice in the man's nasal cavity, "What selection? What lottery?"

Nocturne is right:  …

"Perhaps you should move the sweets in your mind and make room for your teaching work." This sentence was almost squeezed out of Mr. Principal's teeth, and he took the documents selected by outstanding teaching staff out of the drawer Come out and throw it to Gojo Satoru, "I don't expect you to do some classroom demonstrations honestly, at least show up for a meeting?"

Gojo Satoru stared at the document in his hand, and finally knew who the culprit of this matter was.

He nodded as if nothing had happened, and heard Ye Mozheng said again, "There is one more thing you need to do. The recent changes in Yokohama are very serious. The supernatural beings couldn't handle it, so I sent a request to the Tokyo school."

"Well, it's Yokohama again." The man scratched his white hair, "There are so many things there, but do I need to go for this kind of thing? A second-level magician is enough to handle it."

Gojo Satoru is the strongest in the world of conjuration, and his reputation is not something that he has made. Basically, the most troublesome curse incidents in the entire Japanese region are stuffed into his hands, and occasionally there are overseas commissions.

If it's just a curse request above the third level, there's no need to let him go, the students in the third and fourth years of the high school can handle it properly.

"That's the problem." Noctua Moth said solemnly, "We are not the only ones who received the entrustment. A week ago, a second-level magician sent by the Ainu Spell Alliance disappeared."

"Missing?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyelids, "No news at all?"

"It disappeared under the nose of my companion." Noctua Zhengdao added, "That's why I asked you to investigate by name."

Eh?

The man raised his eyebrows with interest. You must know that there are strict rules for the division of conjurers. The ability of conjurers of the same level must be higher than that of curses of the same level. For example, a first-level conjurer can remove a first-level curse. , the super conjurer can exorcise super curses.

And if a second-level magician can disappear without a word under the gaze of his companions, it can only show that the spell spirit they are facing is far beyond the second-level, and even their strength is above the first-level.

"I'm going to take Zhou with me." Gojo Satoru said directly, "The funds should also be given to the two of them, and all will be transferred to that brat's account."

Ye Mozheng raised his eyes suspiciously, "The two of you have been very close recently."

"Of course." The white-haired man raised the corners of his lips. "He's my lovely student. Of course, this kind of great practical opportunity should let him learn a lot." Fire fried spinach beef buns.

——Anyway, the guy in the day is also very happy, and he can also eat delicious snacks bought by the loving teacher after the sweaty battle. Because of this, the boy seems to have grown a centimeter recently.

—— By the way, can the curse spirit grow taller?

In front of the principal, Gojo Satoru wandered into the sky, and fell into philosophical meditation on whether the curse spirit can grow taller.

Noctua Masamichi glanced at Gojo Satoru through the sunglasses, the heartless expression on that guy's face made people angry and helpless.

"Be careful." The principal still reminded, "There are a lot of people staring at him recently."

"I know, but don't worry, if I'm here, no one can touch that guy's hair." Gojo Satoru pulled the corners of his lips, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

Ever since he was born with "six eyes", there have been many ghosts and ghosts coveting in the dark. There were people who wanted to buy his life with 1 million yuan, but they were eliminated without exception.

After becoming the strongest, those little brats who overestimated their abilities did not dare to appear again, but not being able to touch him did not mean that those bold people dared not touch him. That kid was indeed easy to be targeted by his side.

Unlike Fu Heihui, the junior high school boy surnamed Fu Hei was not only covered by himself, but also the Buddhist family behind him did not completely ignore him.After all, they inherited the orthodox bloodline of "Ten Shadow Spells", those fellows dare not be so provocative to two of the Yusan family.

But Hiroshi, on the surface, is just a side branch of the side branch of the Gojo family, a guy who has never even heard of the name.

Although he is a special class, he is a special class that has not awakened in the field. He belongs to the cub of the special class magic spirit.

Because of this, Gojo Satoru couldn't let him stay in Tokyo alone even if that guy wasn't sick.

"When to set off?"

"The sooner the better."

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The late spring sun shines brilliantly on the entire Tokyo Bay, and during the delivery season at the end of the month, Yokohama's wharf is even busier than Harajuku's on holidays.Ships coming and going blew their whistles. Amidst the roar of giant diesel engines, they occasionally breathed out a puff of black smoke. They docked quietly in the prescribed unloading area, lowered their metal anchors, and shortly thereafter, naked-chested boatmen came from Jumped off the deck, shouted slogans, and directed the workers to unload.

The sound of the engine, the sound of the siren, and the noise of humans mixed into a boiling porridge. They had to shout orders, curse the workers who were half a beat behind, and then continued to make more harsh noises.

"—what a disgusting monkey."

One kilometer away from the wharf, this piece belongs to the coastal resort area, and the single-family rented villas are neatly arranged in the middle of the green vegetation with a loose and very private distance.

It's still off-season, and only one of them has guests.

Xia Youjie lazily leaned on the recliner, looked at the dry landscape in the courtyard, and looked away.

A girl with white hair and meatball head was leaning against the glass door and swiping her phone, and suddenly said in surprise, "Master Xia You, the most popular dessert this week is the spinach and beef fried buns in Yokohama Chinatown, can I buy them later? May I?"

"Nanako, I'm talking about business..." Beside Xia Youjie, a girl with a black mushroom head holding an ugly doll looked sideways. She had exactly the same appearance as the one by the door. They were twins with different hair colors.

"It's okay, it's okay." The man on the recliner waved his hand with a smile, "Mimiko wants to go too, so let's go to the queue together after dealing with things here."

"Speaking of which." Xia Youjie pressed his temple with his index finger, "Have you released all the curse spirits I gave you?"

"Hmm..." Mimiko nodded and said slowly, "It's all in a middle school in Aoba District..."

"Miss Hanako was put in the old toilet of the middle school, the runway ghost was also in the playground, and the meat was put in the student cafeteria—" Nanako on the head of the meatball pointed with her fingers, "Ah, yes, there is also the piano spell, because The middle school here doesn’t have a piano classroom, so I threw her into an activity room that looked like a music club.”

"Very good." Xia Youjie praised, "It's enough to delay that guy for half an hour."

"Half an hour?" Nanako raised her eyes and asked in surprise, "But aren't those first-level or quasi-special-level illusion spell spirits?"

Xia You smiled slightly, and a dark light flashed across his purple pupils. He stretched out his index finger and shook, "If it was that man who went there, it would only take 30 seconds for these curse spirits to be eliminated. I said three 10 Minutes is the time he wasted when he entered the school to find the spell spirit."

"This half an hour is just to keep him in school." Xia Youjie got up and put on the cassock beside him, "During this period, that poor little curse spirit will be mine."

He showed a gentle smile, "Let's go and buy fried buns."

"Okay~ Master Xia You is the best!"

"Nanako, put on your shoes..."

·

This time the task did not directly connect with the supernatural beings in Yokohama. It happened that Gojo Satoru had such a bad personality, and he was tired of the group of guys who followed the rules. Head to Chinatown to get ahead of the queue.

They arrived just in time, and the hot fried buns were just out of the oven.

While biting the golden crispy skin on the steamed buns, Hiro expressed his appreciation for Gojo Wu's food taste, but it's a pity that each person is limited to one serving, otherwise he could eat up this shop.

"Don't show that pitiful look." Wu Tiaowu pointed his finger on the forehead of the mantra, making him look away from the food in his hand, "There are many snack shops around, use your own reward to go Buy, I have to go to the mission location to investigate after I'm full, it's best to finish this matter as soon as possible."

"Aww." The boy nodded while swallowing, and after a while his keen sense of animal smell attracted him to other places.

Gojo Satoru was always by Hiro's side, holding on to his collar firmly, and the little curse spirit immediately turned into a husky whenever it encountered food, and it was easy to let go in the crowded crowd.

So the man witnessed the guy eat two taiyaki, three cheese bacon rolls, a large takoyaki, a candy apple bigger than a fist, and a whole box of chocolates along the way.

Dayu touched his stomach with unsatisfactory feeling, and he couldn't eat any more.

Human food is not like the magic ball. The magic spirit can be compressed into magic power immediately after eating it. A part of the spell power is disintegrated, but it will still be choked.

"Okay, okay, let's go now that we're done eating." Gojo Satoru took out his phone and looked at the time, "Let me see... PK Middle School, there is still about half an hour before the club activities are over and the campus will be cleared. suitable--"

The man raised his head suddenly, and felt a prying gaze very subtly. The "six eyes" were disturbed by the bustling crowd in Chinatown, and before he could catch it, the gaze disappeared completely.

This kind of feeling is not common, Gojo Goku pursed his thin lips, and preliminarily judged that the other party was a super class, and he knew his spells very well.

"What's the matter, Wujo Wu?" Zhou raised his eyes.

"It's nothing." The man's snow-colored hair was blown by the wind, and his expression was as usual, "I just seem to see an...an old friend."

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PK Academy is privately established in Yokohama, and there is no textual research.