Did Yinshi overturn today?

Can you graduate early by blowing up a school?

After Gojo Satoru returned to the Conjuration High School, he took the box out of his arms and handed it to the relevant staff.

The other party pushed his glasses and said with certainty: "This kind of curse has indeed never been observed."

If the previous curse invaded the human body, one of them would definitely prevail in the end.

Man becomes a vessel, or cursed in flesh.

But in the observed situation this time, human beings are obviously in a weak position, but they still occupy the sovereignty.At the same time, the details are also different from the curses observed in the past.

However, curses are ever-changing, and he feels that this cannot be conclusive evidence.

Gojo Satoru sneered at this conservative statement: "Do you think it is possible for a type of curse that has never been observed for thousands of years?"

The night moth on the side paused for a moment, and said: "You mean, this is the same as expected before, is it a new type of curse produced by human intervention?"

"Then what do you think is the ultimate goal of the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Probably." Wujo Wu replied vaguely, turning his head and planning to leave.Suddenly remembering what happened today, I looked at my principal and asked one more question, "Are you interested in opening a primary school branch?"

Night Moth said rightly: ...?

You jump the topic too fast, right?

Ye Mozheng frowned and asked, "Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

There are no nonsense words without beginning or end.

Gojo Satoru had already returned to the house at this time, and sat down with his headmaster, looking like he was going to have a long talk: "Look, we should also give wild magician cubs a place to learn, right?"

Although the age of the awakening technique is generally very young, and children of this age can be said to be one of the most dangerous groups, but no one has thought of setting up a special school for them.

There are many reasons for this.

For example, there are far fewer people with talents than imagined. Not everyone in the Yusan family can see Zhou Ling, let alone possess spells.For most children who can only see, what they need to learn can be covered in a thin booklet, and there is no need to open a special school.

Moreover, among the children with spells, there are very few truly wild conjurers. Most of the cubs will have relatives who are equally talented within two generations. Even if they have schools, these people will be more inclined to stay at home , to conduct one-on-one learning from more suitable self-parents.

For another example, the High School of Conjuration is said to be a school, but it has missions.

The death rate of the conjuration specialist is much higher than that of any high-risk occupation in the watch world.

There are also cases where the students are getting better at school, and even the whole school is almost dead.

At first glance, this mode of operation cannot be applied to the middle or even younger age groups.

It is hard to tell which is the decisive factor.

——These Wujo Satoru should understand all of them.

Noctua Zhengdao thought for a moment and asked, "Did you meet any particularly difficult child?"

There is no place to plug it, so you want to throw it at me, right?

Gojo Satoru nodded, then shook his head again: "Two to be precise."

Far away, Fu Heihui, who was panic buying in the supermarket, sneezed.And thus missed the last box of special eggs.

"That's it..." Ye Mo Zhengdao originally thought that if there was only one, he could store it with him and let him teach it when he was free. After all, his doll's curse skeleton is really good for raising children.

But two can be a bit overwhelming.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "How about the specific situation? Personality, ability and so on."

Gojo Satoru thought briefly, and replied: "The abilities are not bad, but one of them has a very problematic personality."

The second time, the blond kid who was called "very problematic in personality" ordered another bowl of pork chop rice at the police station unconsciously.

Ye Mo Zhengdao was shocked by this description: "You even said that..."

"But it's okay, I have a way to deal with it." Seeing Noctua Masato's headache, Gojo Wu changed the subject, "But you need to approve a license certificate."

Noctua looked at him vigilantly, but didn't speak.

There was a strange light in Gojo Satoru's eyes: "It's no big deal, just blur the age requirements of the elementary school division."

Ye Mo Zhengdao felt that he understood: "There is a gap in the ages of your two children, right? Needless to say, even if you really set up a primary school, it is impossible to divide classes according to age as strictly as in a serious school. We There are not so many people."

Gojo Satoru's next operation proved that Ye Mo Zhengdao's thinking was still too simple: "There is indeed an age difference between them, but it doesn't count him, the problem is another one."

Ye Mo Zhengdao thought this matter had come to an end, and just about to take a sip of tea when he saw it, he almost got scalded: "There's a third one?"

Gojo Satoru replied as a matter of course: "After all, the two little ghosts need someone to watch, don't they?"

Ye Mozheng put down the teacup, thought about the possible victims, was silent for two seconds, and decided to ask directly: "Who do you want to recommend?"

"It's the one you mentioned before, the one whose character looks like mine."

This answer was completely unexpected by Noctua Moth, and he was a little surprised: "Did you find him so quickly?"

wait a minute.Night Moth Zhengdao suddenly realized something was wrong.

I remember the description of the other party in that post...is that a grown man?

Under the watchful eyes of Noctua Masato, Gojo Gojo confidently declared: "You can set the age of the elementary school between 5 and 27 years old."

"I'll take care of the rest."

……

"Ah, ah——Ah-choo!"

"What's the matter?" The little boy looked at the man opposite him suspiciously, and at the same time dug another bite of ice cream into his mouth.

"I don't know why there is a sudden coldness behind my back, it seems that someone is plotting against me." Sakata Gintoki trembled with his arms clasped in his hands, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

The child didn't react after hearing this, and ate Strawberry Parfait bite after bite while keeping his eyes on the menu.

Sakata Gintoki: "...Didn't you eat more at the police station?"

"I ate two bowls of pork chop rice."

Sakata Yinshi's face was full of confusion: "Then you can still eat it, Ah Yin won't pick up another big stomach king and go home."

The boy shook his head: "I've been full for a long time, but I don't want to stop because I've been hungry for too long."

Sakata Gintoki stared at him twice more.

As a person who grew up on the battlefield and ate food from corpses, he knew very well the feeling of wanting to stuff all the food he could get into his stomach, so he didn't intend to stop the other party.

On the contrary, Sakata Gintoki added a small cake that the boy stared at for a long time, then put away the menu and put it out of sight of the other party, and reminded at the same time: "Don't look for me when your stomach hurts at night, I won't take care of you. "

The boy hurriedly nodded in agreement, and then tried his best to stuff the cake into his stomach.

At this moment, Sakata Gintoki's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

But after connecting it was a familiar voice.

"Yo, how's the situation?"

Sakata Gintoki's voice was cold: "Why do you have my mobile phone?"

Gojo Satoru: "And the police. The police uncle wants it." Actually, I wrote it down during the investigation.

"...Privilegeism." Sakata Gintoki cursed softly when he thought that this person had left without making a record.

"What did you say?"

"No." Sakata Gintoki replied immediately, and tried his best to turn the topic into a serious matter, "So, what should this brat do?"

Because the boy was too young when he was locked up, and because he was always called a bachelor, he forgot his name before, and he found out only after turning over the cake at the police station.

Sakata Gintoki didn't want to call him by his name, because it felt like a contract or bond just like naming a pet.

The boy himself thought about correcting his name, but he didn't let it go because his mouth was always busy.

"Do you talk about abandonment in front of your children? It will leave a psychological shadow."

Thinking of what happened before, Sakata Gintoki made a disdainful voice: "He doesn't care about such small details."

It's better to say that Ah Yin and I are the one who is about to leave a psychological shadow.

Gojo Satoru finally realized his conscience and said something serious: "Our current idea here is to temporarily form a junior group. It just so happens that you also lack relevant knowledge. Apart from attending classes together, you can also help babysit. "

Well, Gojo Satoru obviously has no conscience.

"What?" Sakata Gintoki couldn't believe what he heard, "What do you mean I am also together? What is this, adult university?"

Gojo Satoru's voice was still irritatingly brisk: "What you must say is adult preschool, only for you, because other students are still normal."

Sakata Gintoki's voice made people feel that he was about to suffocate: "It sounds too bad! I'm going to lose my face!"

"This is what inspired me."

Sakata Gintoki complained loudly: "I said he could skip a grade, but didn't I say that Yinsang would come and repeat a grade!"

In fact, if we don't talk about the face issue, it seems good to be able to study systematically?

No, no, he is a big man in class with a kid who just reached his waist, can this picture still be seen!

Plus he really doesn't like studying...

Sakata Gintoki suddenly realized that if he really gave in, he might even be the bottom one in the class.

After all, there are currently only two people in the class.

True magic realism.

At this time, Gojo Satoru retreated into advance, and begged, "Actually, I also have a child here. The child is only five years old, and there are no adults around him. It is usually inconvenient for many things."

"So you think of me as a nursery school teacher, right!?"

Wutiao Wu on the other end of the phone explained: "It is said that it is a junior group, but it is not a full-time class, it is more like a cram school. The time is also very flexible. It is mainly for registration arrangements that you are grouped into one class."

Sakata Gintoki felt acceptable after hearing this, and bargained: "Then register me as a teaching assistant."

Gojo Satoru pretended not to hear and continued, "That's the decision. The class time will be announced later. Don't be late."

"Listen to people talking, you!"

At this time, Sakata Gintoki didn't know yet.

The five-year-old child who is about to become a "classmate" with him is named Fu Heihui.

He is the most reliable of the four people involved in this conversation.