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While Zhou was wandering around the supermarket on a small trolley, there was also a reply from Noctuma Zhengdao, minus a lot of long-winded words, all in all, Wujo Satoru would take Zhou to the first high school tomorrow. Come on, as for the borrowing thing, because there has never been a precedent, he has to investigate first.

The white-haired man replied with an emoticon package [Sunglasses Cat OK.jpg].

Looking up, I saw Zhou Zheng stepping on the crossbar of the trolley with one foot, happily sliding around the snack area, and the colorful packaging bags fell into the cart with a clatter.

What a stupid curse.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, grabbed Hiru who slipped past him, ignored the fangs bared out like a cub, and thought about how to make this guy look more human.

——Even if he looks like this now, he looks more like a wild monster from an uninhabited island than a curse spirit.

Although more than half of the spring is now over, the curse spirits all over Japan are still rampant. If he happened to be on a business trip and let this guy show his feet, things would be bad.

Therefore, before finding out the opportunity for the two of them to exchange bodies, and before making the day-time high school his secret weapon, he must teach this brat a good lesson and let him know how to hide his identity as a curse spirit. Put the words of human beings on your lips, otherwise you will look like a severe patient of the second disease.

"I'm not pretending to be human." Hiroshi quite resisted this proposal.

Now that they have finished shopping and returned to Gojo Satoru's apartment, the boy took a sip from the soda bottle and hiccupped.

Gojo Satoru sat cross-legged in front of him, raised his index finger, "Not all of them are human, strictly speaking, they are magicians."

"Is there any difference?" Zhou raised his eyes, "Aren't they all monkeys—"

Gojo Satoru blocked Curse Ling's unrestrained mouth with a sweet bread, "If you say that, you may be surrounded and suppressed by the accomplices in the magic circle who are regarded as curse masters."

The boy held the bread in his mouth, his black eyes showing doubts.

"In short, I'll give you some popular science." The man snapped his fingers, and the five classes officially started, "Conjurers are people who rely on spells to eliminate curses. They naturally know how to use spells and can see the existence of curses. Humans, on the other hand, usually don’t see any curses except before they die, and even if they have curse power in their bodies, they don’t know how to use them. As for curse masters, you just need to remember that those people are a bunch of bad guys.”

"Why do you insist on letting me go to that high school?" Zhou suddenly became wary, "I said that I will only stay here for a month."

"Don't you want to know who you really are?" Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, his blue pupils deeply attracted Hiro's gaze, he smiled slightly, "You have a human body, and your essence is a curse spirit. But it doesn’t have the malice that curses should have, and even hates curse spirits and likes human food, it’s strange, isn’t it.”

Zhou looked at him and thought for a while: "Then what do you say I am?"

Gojo Satoru said slowly: "I don't know, my eyes can't judge the information on you, which is very strange, it can only mean that either your existence is beyond my comprehension, or you are as simple as you appear, You are indeed a human form of a curse spirit, an unrecorded exception throughout human history."

"..." Zhou struggled for a while, "Then I am not an earth-bound spirit?"

"As an earthbound spirit, you can't get out of that temple at all." The man grabbed a handful of his forehead hair and put his elbows on his knees to support his face, "There are many benefits to being a magician. At that time, you can eat delicacies from all over the world with public subsidies.”

Zhou thought for a while, then nodded reluctantly, "You'd better tell the truth."

"I won't lie to you." Gojo Gojo clasped his hands together with a smile, "Okay, then let's start teaching basic human knowledge now!"

Sitting upright in the daytime.

The white-haired man got up and went to the glass cabinet, and pulled out a stack of movie discs that he had treasured for a long time.

"Time is short, let's watch these five movies first today."

With the change of the display screen on the wall, the movie officially started. The first one is a documentary on human history, which Gojo Satoru once used to hypnotize.

The ancient Roman army in armor is neatly arranged, and the long lens zooms into the distance, and the crowd is as dense as ants.

The young Ju Ling held his breath, staring at Gojo Satoru with silty black eyes in shock, how many humans this man has sealed!It's even more insane than some killing curse spirits!