The Inquisitor's Conjurer Mr.

"Oh, the sun is going down, and everyone is almost recovered." Gojo Satoru pushed the black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose with his fingers, and looked at his students and said, "Go back and have a good rest at night." , Continue to class tomorrow."

"Then—" He smiled and raised his lips, looking at Xing: "Xing will be escorted home by my teacher."

Absolutely using the public for personal gain!

After what happened just now, several students could see through Teacher Wutiao's hypocrisy, and there were some subtle expressions on their faces.

Mr. Wujo, you don't mean to do something to the shop owner, do you?

Even the introverted Fukui Hui had such an idea, after all, the object was Wujo teacher.

"Teacher Wutiao..." Youren looked at his teacher, then at Xing who was looking at him with a smile, hesitant to speak.

"Huh?" Xing tilted his head and looked at Yuzu Yujin, "Is the wound still hurting?"

"...No." Youren scratched his hair in some hesitation, thinking about how to tactfully remind Miss Xing to be careful in front of the teacher.

"You need to give your child room to grow up. After all, he is still a high school underage student, so he will always have his own little secret." Gojo Satoru put on an appearance of a reliable adult on the surface, and spoke earnestly with his chin propped up, " As reasonable adults, we will of course respect Youruhito's privacy, and it doesn't matter if Youren can't say it."

"Is that so?" Xing glanced at Youruhito, then at Gojo Satoru, with a slightly confused expression.

"What else would it be?"

Gojo Satoru blinked, the blue pupils under the eyelashes were as beautiful and pure as jewels, tilted his head, and looked at her sincerely.

The words "How can a kitty have bad thoughts" seem to be written on his unique face.

"..."

Be yourself, Mr. Wujo!Knotabagi Yuhito's face was full of subtlety.

"Yizhizhi, please help me to send the students to the dormitory safely." Gojo Satoru curled his lips and began to direct Yidizhi to do things.

"...Yes!" How could Yi Dizhi, the social animal, have the courage to resist his boss? It's impossible in this life!

"Mentaiko!"

Miss Xing, when you are with Gojo-sensei, be careful!

Before getting into the car, Gou Juicing couldn't help but also gave Xing a friendly reminder.

"Ok?"

"Ji is saying goodbye to Xing!" Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and said nonsense, and showed Xing a nice smile, trying to get away with it.

"Dried bonito!"

Not at all!Gou Juanji cast a disgusted look at his teacher.

"Dried bonito means negative, right?" Xing felt that Inumaki-san's onigiri language was very interesting, and guessed enthusiastically.

"Salmon!" is roar!

"Is that right?" Xing smiled, two shallow dimples appeared on his fair cheeks, his eyebrows were curved, his long lazy curly hair hung softly on his shoulders, and his whole person was as gentle as a ball Soft clouds.

"Salmon!" Mmmmm!

The silver-haired boy looked at her and nodded, his purple-gray eyes sparkling.

"Student Goujuan, it's getting late, fortunately I'm going home, otherwise the family should be worried, let's talk about it next time we meet." Gojo Satoru made a "friendly" reminder, thinking pettishly, No matter how reluctant these people are, there must be a limit!

Xing was about to go on a date with him soon, so these little brats were not allowed to occupy Xing's sight!

He is an adult!If you have not maintained your virginity before the age of 30, you will become a magician.

"Salmon!" Receiving the urging eyes of Mr. Gojo, Goumaki reluctantly waved his little hand to Ms. Xing, "Mentaiko!"

Be cautious!

"Okay, then we can leave too."

Seeing that the last student got into the car, Gojo Satoru let go of the big stone in his heart, turned his head to look at Xing, the corners of his lips curled up, and a sweet and greasy smile appeared on his face, "I'll take you back, Xing."

Finally, I can be alone with Xing.

"Hahaha, Mr. Gojo, don't bother."

There was a man's loud laughter in the wind, Gojo Satoru's heart trembled, and suddenly there was an ominous premonition in his heart.

He tilted his head, and after seeing the battle behind him, he widened his beautiful eyes like sapphires, his expression was vigilant and surprised, because at this time there was a row of people of different heights standing in front of him, each of them was tall and tall. Very eye-catching man!

From young Zhengtai to teenagers to young people, each style of the cold and gentle sunshine is different!

How should I put it, what Gojo Satoru wants to do most now is to teleport with Xinglai on the spot, but thinking of the consequences of doing that, Gojo Satoru still forcibly suppressed this impulse, took a few deep breaths, and found his way back. The sanity of a mature adult.

Gojo Satoru

While conceiving the battle plan, the man who spoke at the head was already very close. He was wearing a simple black suit with a white shirt inside. Apart from that, he had no extra decorations on his body, but he was completely dressed. With a sense of beauty, both appearance and temperament are rare in the world.

The young man with indigo hair spoke with a smile, and there seemed to be a half-moon shining in his eyes.

"The master will be escorted home by us, Mr. Gojo." He continued what he had just said.

"Let's watch the moon together on the way back, master." Another boy in a plain samurai uniform with a ponytail on his head looked at Xing, his pupils were the color of a clear sky.

"General, Brother Yiqi and I also came out to look for you." Although the young man in military uniform was short in stature, he had a deep and mature voice, and coupled with his slightly cold face, he created a very special temperament.

The young man next to the little boy looked at Xing, although he didn't speak, but smiled slightly, his expression was as gentle and beautiful as the light of the moon shining down at this moment.

"Then, see you some other day, Mr. Gojo."

Sure enough, in the next second, he heard cruel words spit out from the beautiful Xing's mouth.

She didn't even hesitate for three seconds!

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru showed an uncontrollable expression of grievance on his face, he leaned in front of her, just about to act coquettishly with her, when a warm laughter rang out again in his ears.

"Hahaha, since it's okay, we'll leave with the master, see you next time."

The tall young man skillfully blocked Xing's face, smiling gently and friendly.

Watching Xing walking towards those swordsmen, Gojo Satoru knew that he had no chance tonight, so he withdrew his gaze from Xing, looked at the man standing in front of him curiously, and pushed the little pouch on the bridge of his nose. Black Mirror asked, "What kind of knife are you?"

"Well, my name is Sanriyue Zongjin." Sanriyue smiled, slightly bending her eyes, very gentle.

"Oh, no wonder it's so good-looking," Gojo Satoru casually praised, his crystal clear blue eyes blinked, and a charming smile appeared on his face, "Well, Mr. Mikazuki, are there many knives like yours by my side? "

Let's get some information, Gojo Satoru propped up his chin and thought.

"Currently there are 62." San Riyue narrowed her eyes slightly and said lightly.

"...62?!

! "Gojo Satoru's pupils tightened.

"Are they all men?" He asked again unwillingly.

"Of course, we are men with swords." After saying this, Mikazuki Zongjin looked at Gojo Satoru with a slight smile, turned and left.

Since you are so courageous, let's accept the test from 62 sword men in the future.

How can the owner who is so well protected at home be easily picked up by cats outside, no matter how cute they are, even though they don’t have cats in Honmaru, tigers and foxes are also cute.

Gojo Satoru looked at the figure of Naxing and the knife spirits disappearing around the corner, brushed his hair, then put his slender fingers together in his pocket, and said to himself: "It seems that there are many things about Xing that I don't know. My secret, what should I do?"

There was a little troubled look on his face, he pressed his tongue against his cheek, and muttered childishly: "It doesn't matter whose master Xing is, as long as you snatch her, she will be my treasure."

Then he wandered towards the side of the street, where the black car hadn't left, he politely knocked on the window and met three pairs of watching eyes, Gojo Satoru bent down and grabbed the nearest Yuren rubbed his hair, and asked with a playful smile on his face: "Is the teacher's excitement good? If you watch it again, you will be charged."

"Why don't you drive, Mr. Yizhi~"

Gojo Satoru named Ijichi's name in a lazy tone.

Suddenly being targeted by this ancestor again, Yi Dizhi's face turned pale, and he almost knelt down and said, sir, I'm going to drive now, can you stop catching me for fun?

The social animal was furious inside, but cowardly like a quail on the surface.

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"By the way, how did you find this place?" Dong Chuanxing asked curiously as he walked among several people.

"It's because of Tsurumaru Palace's peace and chaos," Yamato Mamoru said.

"Huh? Did you cause any trouble?" Subconsciously, Yuki asked this question.

"It's not really causing trouble," after all, his younger brother Luan also participated in it, and Yaken Toshiro also spoke, "It's just that they didn't pay for the overlord meal, and they were detained by the store, let us use the money to redeem them people."

"The call is still to the dessert house."

"Why didn't you call me?" Xing rested his chin on his hand, and questioned in his mouth, wondering if he had done something extraordinary without telling her.

Sanriyue smiled gently, lowered her head slightly, and met Xing's gaze, "Probably because

I'm too embarrassed to say something like secretly following the master to go on a blind date. "

"Ah?" Xing opened his mouth, widened his eyes slightly, uttered a single syllable, and asked after a pause, "So is it the restaurant where I went on a blind date?"

"That's what you said." Yamato Moran nodded.

In other words, apart from her and Akashi, Tsurumaru and Ran, and Mr. Gojo were all there at that restaurant at that time, they couldn't have joined together at that time, right?

"It is said that I happened to meet Mr. Wutiao at that time. I wanted to follow up to protect the owner, but because I didn't have the money to check out, the store deducted it. I also said that those expensive dishes were ordered by Mr. Wutiao. If there is no Wutiao They won’t be reduced to serving dishes and washing dishes in restaurants.”

Because it was An Ding who answered the call at the time, I remembered what Tsurumaru said clearly, "Finally, I said that when Mr. Gojo comes to the dessert house next time, I must take back the payment from him."

"How much did it cost?" Sachi asked.

"Mr. Gojo alone ordered 15 yuan, and Tsurumaru and Luan ate about [-] yuan." Anding showed some heartache.

"...I agree with Tsurumaru's opinion."

After hearing that he spent so much money for just one meal, Xing has no objection to Tsurumaru's approach. Although there are wages and subsidies, there are more than 60 knives in this pill, which are barely enough to maintain life. Yixing is not extravagant like spending money like water.

"Are you coming to find me first, and then pick up Tsurumaru and Luan?" After a pause, she asked again.

"Yeah, Tsurumaru and Luan have said it, it doesn't matter if they wash the dishes a little longer, the important thing is not to let Mr. Gojo... that man with evil intentions get alone with the master." The first issue added gently, and the last sentence was from Crane Maru's original words.

"Master, did a battle take place over there just now? I felt a bad breath." The young man's warm golden eyes fell gently on Xing's body, and his gaze paused on her bandaged palm, with a tinge on his face. Worrying: "Is the injury on Master's hand okay?"

The first episode of Yizheng asked everyone what was in their hearts.

Xing stretched out her palm covered with a white bandage, moved her knuckles slightly, and laughed, "Look, it's just a small wound, it's okay," she paused, and then said, "I met a curse over there, I went to help a little as a healing person, and the things that killed the enemy were all done by the conjurers."

"General, even a small injury

You can't take things lightly, please let me bandage your wounds when you go back. Yaken Fujishiro couldn't help but said.

"Yeah, I'll ask Fujishiro when I get back later." She naturally accepted Yaoken's concern, well, people's feelings are actually formed by getting along with each other when they bother each other.

"Then let's go pick Tsurumaru and Ran back home now." Xing said.

They walked leisurely down the street, very slowly, as if taking a walk. The night wind rustled through the treetops, and a white cat with beautiful fur jumped down from the wall lightly, lazily. Meowing lazily, he swaggered past them.

"The sense of sight is really strong..." An Ding said with a sigh.

"Hahaha," San Riyue laughed heartily, and glanced sideways at Xing, "Master, what do you think of Mr. Gojo? Do you have any plans to date?"

"Hey..." Being stared at by a few pairs of eyes, and asking that kind of question again, Xing's ears were slightly hot, he lowered his eyes, and thought for a while, "It seems a bit early to date, think about it, Mr. Gojo and I seem to be We've only met a few times…”

Ah, so dangerous!

Thinking back to that afternoon, when she was about to ask that question... She pressed her forehead a little shyly, her heart beating a little faster,

"In short, it's just not that far yet, please don't worry about it." She adjusted her mood and said to them with a smile, but because the blush on her fair cheeks still left traces, the words seemed meaningless So convincing enough.

But those present are all good swords who are considerate and considerate. Naturally, they will not deliberately tease the shy master, but the sword man who is the master will inevitably have his own little thoughts.

Yamato Morita (innocent and innocent): "However, Mr. Gojo's personality seems a bit frivolous, and he has such a handsome face. There must be many girls who admire him."

Yaken Toshiro (seriously): "Having the title of the strongest, but also hurting the master, please forgive me for this, my lord."

Yizheng (gentle): "Master, why don't we have a cat in our Honmaru as well."

Sanriyue Zongjin (friendly): "After all, we have only known each other for a few days, so we might as well investigate for a year or two before making a decision, Lord Hall."

Xing (thinking): It seems that what you say makes sense.

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Yokohama, Port Mafia Building

"Chuya, you guessed right.

If so, you should be ready to go to find Miss Xing tonight, right? "

Mori Ogai looked at his young and beautiful subordinate with a smile, his eyes slid over the other's bright orange-red hair, beautiful blue pupils, straight nose bridge, and thin lips, and finally fixed on the other's delicate face , and look at him.

Except for being a little short, everything is perfect, and Zhong Yuanzhong must be the most suitable man for marriage!

"…Um."

After hearing his question, the other party pressed down his hat, turned his head away awkwardly, his ears were slightly red, and he didn't know if it was because of his explicit sizing up or his questioning.

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows with interest, and spoke in a light voice, "I just received information from my subordinates that Ms. Xing is on a blind date recently."

"...Blind date?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows with a look of shock, does Xing also need a blind date?What kind of person is the other party?Did it work out in the end?A lot of questions popped up in his mind.

If it's lucky, no one would dislike it, Nakahara Nakaya thought silently while looking at the gorgeous evening scenery outside the window.

"Didn't you think so?" Mori Owai continued, showing some regret, and said stickily: "Xing is completely my ideal type, and Alice also likes her very much. I dreamed of forming a happy family of three."

"..."

Nakahara Chuya's eyebrows twisted together uncontrollably, secretly rejoicing that according to the current situation, the leader's plot did not succeed.

Chief Mori showed a rippling look on his face, but he quickly put away his smile and said sadly: "It's a pity, the other party believes that I am a scum, no matter what I do, I can't move Miss Xing's heart." .”

Nakahara Chuya: It is a matter of course.

"Chuya is still single now, right?" The leader changed the subject and looked at him with interesting eyes.

"...Yes!" Zhongya Nakahara replied.

"If Xing and Xing develop into a lover relationship, then Xing will definitely be willing to return to the organization." The leader reminded a little bit, the thing called a curse that appeared in Yokohama recently has lost a lot of hands, he is really very happy now. Need luck to come back.

Chuya, what will you do?The leader's fingertips overlapped to his chin, and his eyes were fixed on Nakahara Chuya who was standing upright.

"Boss," Zhongyuan Zhongye raised his head and looked at the leader, "If it is a task to become lovers with Xing, please allow me to refuse."

"Then what are you going to do? Chuya." The leader maintained that expression and looked at him.

Zhong Yuan was also silent for a full minute, then held his heart beating slightly faster with one hand, and replied: "This is not a mission, but my heart."

The author has something to say: Well, let us welcome the appearance of Zhongye (Sahua