Goujin has something to say

The dog Curly Thorn is lovelorn.

Although I didn't explain it myself, all the first-year students in the high school of magic know it well.

None of them had Fukagawa Kirei's contact information, so they couldn't learn what happened on the day they asked for leave from Gou Makiji's mouth.

The panda was just gossip at first, and then it turned into worry completely—after all, when facing curses, the spellcaster almost made fatal mistakes several times.

When returning from a certain group task, the panda poked Yi Guyouta: "You said, should we have a good talk with Ji?"

Yi Guyoutai, who has fully integrated into the group, glanced at Gou Juan, who was coughing and emptied his vision: "Indeed... It would be too dangerous for Gou Juan to go on a mission like this."

Panda raised the possibility first: "Have you lost your love?"

The three conjurers, also (probably) inexperienced in love, fell silent.

Yi Guyou frowned too much, he didn't think it should be: "Didn't we see them throwing dog food at the school gate last time? It hasn't been a month yet."

Thinking of the scene he saw in the Seagull Academy, the panda was deeply moved: "Qingqing, my own, if you calculate the time, shouldn't this be the period of passionate love?"

"And according to what I saw before, Fukagawa probably won't reject Ji." Chanyuan Maki seemed to have discovered something, and her expression became a little dignified for a moment: "It couldn't be that he rejected Fukagawa."

Panda and Yi Guyoutai turned their heads to look at her together.

Chanyuan Maki catches their eyes unprepared: "... Isn't the curse master's matter very serious recently? Is it possible that Ji was worried about involving Fukagawa, so he rejected her?"

The panda clenched a fist with one hand and knocked on the other hand, suddenly realized: "It's possible to say that."

When they were secretly groping about their companion's gossip, the dog curled up and stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, waiting.

Today is Saturday, and it has been a week since Fukagawa Kirei rejected him.The upcoming summer will be a period of high incidence of curses, and the heat will raise the level of human irritability, and the conjurers will not be free at all.

Curlythorn the Dog has a little secret.

At the moment when the Ferris wheel turned to the highest point, he didn't actually make a sound.

From the time the spellcaster was born, every word he said would bring certain effects. He had suffered a lot since he was born, and he naturally had no companions around him.

In fact, as long as he refuses to speak out, the relationship between Fukagawa Kirei and him will come to an end... But even so, he still retains this selfish selfishness that he considers to be despicable.

The three people who came out of the classroom after the preliminary results of the conversation came out and saluted with expressions that they couldn't understand.

Dog Curlythorn: "Salmon roe?"

The panda pursed its lips and patted him on the back.

Curse Master:?

It was still early, the entrustment was issued temporarily in the early morning, the curse has been temporarily controlled within a certain range, and the rest only needs to be performed by the conjurer entering the account to exorcise.

The assistant supervisor is still on his way, and the four first-year college students have to deal with a first-level curse today. As a teacher, Gojo Satoru will accompany him when he has time.

The classroom door was opened, and the dog curly thorn was patted on the back by the classmates who passed by one by one, not knowing why.

They walked towards the school gate, and chatted about some information about the first-level curse on the way-it was discovered in time, the first-level curse is very strong, there is an ability that has not been discovered, and no casualties have been caused so far.

It was at this time that Fukagawa Kirei saw them.

Of course, the keen conjurers also paid attention to the black-haired girl standing at the door. Panda, a member of the atmosphere group, exaggerated: "Wow! It's Fukagawa——"

Dog Curly's eyelashes trembled slightly, he quickened his pace, trying to walk past Fukagawa Kirei, and walked towards the car behind.

But the gate was only this big, and Fukagawa Kirei took a step to the side, blocking his way.

The other three college students stopped in unison, leaving them a private space.

The panda thought very well: After all, what he was going to face was a first-level curse, and it was best to be able to solve the worries of the dog curly thorn here.

Fukagawa Kirei cautiously said: "Kuumaki-kun, I wasn't very calm that night, if you have time to chat with me, is that okay?"

The dog curly spine refused: "...dried bonito."

Fukagawa Kirei took a step closer, pressing his words step by step: "But if Komaki-kun doesn't tell me why he refused, I will always think about this matter, and this will affect my life too much."

The dog curly spine unconsciously held his breath, and took a step back.

Fukagawa Kirei's cold has lasted for a long time, and the nasal voice has not completely faded: "The messages on LINE are all displayed as unread, did Goumaki-kun delete my contact information?"

Dog curly spines certainly didn't.

Deleting the contact information is... a little bit reluctant, so he just chose not to click in to see it.

Fukagawa Kirei stared at him, his golden eyes were filled with water vapor, the spell master didn't know how to reply.

...It's too tortured, I can't control my heartbeat at all, someone will save him.

The spellcaster thought as if praying.

Mr. Gojo Satoru, who came belatedly, played this role. He first took a look at the three standing behind, and then looked farther away, and saw the strange atmosphere over there.

Gojo Satoru recalled what was discussed in the classroom that day, and gave thumbs up to the three students, then stepped forward: "Thu, don't bully the girls."

"Isn't Yidizhi here yet—how about I drive you there?" Wujou bent down, stretched out his hand and hooked Gou Juji's neck. "Conjurers are quite busy these days. This... Miss Mafia, I'll contact you guys to have a good talk after he finishes his work, how about it?"

Fukagawa Kirei was a little unhappy at being interrupted, but when he met Gojo Satoru's gemstone-eyed blue eyes, his back felt a little numb.

Gojo Wujo smiled kindly and motioned for Goujuanji to respond.

Fukagawa Kirei looked at Gou Makito, who kept avoiding his sight, if Gojo Satoru hadn't been pressing him down forcefully, the curser might have gotten into the car and fled.

In the end, Curlythorn chose to compromise: "Salmon roe."

The trial period was postponed.

Assistant Superintendent Yi Dizhi arrived late, Gou Juanji finally broke free from Gojo Satoru, and got into the car at a very fast speed. The other three first-year high school students behind him looked at each other in dismay.

Only Fukagawa Kirei and Gojo Satoru were left face to face.

Gojo Satoru stared at Fukagawa Kirei for a while, a little curious about her aura, and then he pushed up his sunglasses a little: "Hmm... Fukagawa Kirei? Do you want to talk about it if you are interested?"

Fukagawa Kirei was vigilant: "Now?"

Gojo Gojo smiled: "Of course, I think you have free time today while Ji and them are on a mission."

Just got out of the car and didn't understand the situation, Yidizhi who heard their conversation: "Eh, eh? Senior Gojo, didn't you say you want to go with them?"

Gojo Satoru waved his hands and smiled brightly: "Isn't this a temporary change of mind?"

The remaining three students of the High School of Conjuration got into the car step by step and turned their heads three times. Goukuji sat in the front seat, silently watching Fukagawa Kirei's situation from the rearview mirror.

Panda closed the door, leaned on the window and worried: "It's all right, why is this kind of plot like Wutiao teacher saying that I will give you 100 million and leave my daughter?"

Yi Guyou was too speechless, in order not to stand in the cold: "...Maybe it's like this."

Zenyuan Maki knocked his head expressionlessly: "You are thinking about something in your head."

There was a lot of noise in the back seat, and the three students carefully paid attention to the expression of the spellcaster, worried that they would downgrade the mood of their broken-hearted dog Juanji.

The dog curly spine looked away, Yidizhi sat in the driver's seat and started the car.

As we all know, the people's teacher Gojo Satoru usually wraps his eyes around his eyes.

He learned the news that the girl who had a close relationship with the dog curly thorn came to the school gate, so he specially changed the sunglasses for some purpose.

Fukagawa Kirei wanted to get some information about the dog curl from this strange teacher, so he agreed to his request to "chat".

Gojo Satoru bent the corners of his lips, and he pointed to the interior of the Conjuration Academy.

"Fukagawa-san, let's go to school and talk, just so you can see where Chi goes to school."

Fukagawa Kirei was actually the first time to enter the high school of conjuration.

Because the area is relatively remote, the High School of Conjuration occupies a large area, and it is not far from the entrance to the teaching building.

It just so happened that conjurers had to exercise their physical strength, and everyone had no complaints. Fukagawa Kirei's physical skills were not bad, and he didn't feel any difficulty following Gojo Satoru, who was about 1.9 meters tall.

The trees and sunlight interweave and cast light and shadow on the ground, and the gentle wind blows through the treetops, making a pleasant rustling sound.

Fukagawa Kirei didn't suppress her curiosity, she looked around: "Gojo-sensei, what class does Komaki-kun take every day? Are conjurers the same as ordinary students?"

Gojo Satoru answered her question while walking: "National language and mathematics are all required, but compared to other schools, it is a little easier, and whether you can graduate or not is mostly determined by the usual tasks and the end of each semester. "

"But Thorn is a descendant of the Curser, and has been face to face with the curse a long time ago."

So before entering the college, he was already a second-level conjurer.

"That is to say, part of the class is actual combat?" Fukagawa Kirei was a little bit confused: "Isn't that very dangerous?"

"After all, what conjurers have to face are non-human beings." Gojo Satoru pushed open the door of the teaching building, and waited for Fukagawa Kirei to enter while leaning against the door in a gentlemanly manner.

He meant something: "That's why sometimes I subconsciously distance myself from the ordinary people around me."

Fukagawa Kirei didn't match this [ordinary person] with himself: "Has Goumaki-kun been seriously injured?"

"The throat is the most worn out by the spellcaster... the rest are probably minor injuries. Speaking of which, you should still call Mr. Thorn Dog Scroll." Gojo Satoru turned right at the corner and stood at the door of a certain room: " I thought it would be more intimate."

He pushed open the door.

The room was covered with runes, and the red gully on the ground gleamed in the darkness. Fukagawa Kirei stood at the door, watching the conjurer walk in first.

Gojo Satoru felt the footsteps behind him stop, the conjurer stood in the center of the room, and the runes on the ground flowed as if alive.

The color in Fukagawa Kirei's eyes turned cold.

"I've always wanted to ask you a question."

The strongest conjurer with [six eyes] seemed to ask casually: "Fukagawa-san, is it not just an ordinary mafia?"