After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

The inbox is empty and there is no reply.

Kazuki Matsushiro did not believe in evil and opened an email box, and after confirming that every email was sent, he was puzzled.

It shouldn't be, how can he say that he is top-notch in drug research, a young genius who was recruited by top research institutes in the industry at the age of [-] or [-], participated in and took charge of important projects of the research institute before he was an adult, holding a bunch of top journals and For overseas study experience, it is reasonable to say that once the resume is sent out, it is not crowded, but at least it must be overwhelming, right?

What is the situation now?

[Maybe the organization in black discovered that you were submitting your resume and intercepted it? 】The system thought for a while and guessed, 【After all, you are researching drug A, even if the pharmaceutical factory blows up, they will not let you work in another research institute. 】

[Shouldn't it? ] Kazuki Matsushiro grabbed a piece of clothing from the hanger and went downstairs thoughtfully, 【Aren't you currently on a business trip at the research institute?If it is discovered that I, a person who was originally supposed to be in a foreign country, returned to China for no reason and went to another firm after the organization had problems, this meeting of gin should be aimed at my head with a gun. 】

[Not necessarily,] APTX4869 watched him take the key from the table, close the door and go downstairs, followed his logic and said, [You also said that the explosion in the pharmaceutical factory was caused by a problem with the organization. 】

After all, it is a research institute for researching APTX4869, so an accident in such an important project is about the same as an accident inside the Black Organization, and it is still a major event.If that's the case, it's totally reasonable for Gin not to be free to deal with him now.

[Besides,] APTX4869 watched him walk out of the dormitory and said slowly, [Don't forget, you are in a high school. 】

There is an enchantment outside the high school of conjuration, and gin may not be able to enter.

Kazuki Matsushiro pondered for a moment: 【...Yes. 】

Anyway, he didn't want to believe that his resume would be rejected by a bunch of research institutes.

When Kazuki Matsushiro walked out of the dormitory, the first and second graders who were still competing on the playground just now had stopped.

Although Fuguro and Nagizaki had initially figured out the rhythm of cooperation, they were still no match for the richer combat experience of the three second-year seniors, and they were finally defeated.

Two first-grade students gasped and collapsed on the edge of the playground, while a bad teacher who had just had an in-depth discussion with him a few minutes ago about the explosion of microwave ovens was standing by and making sarcastic remarks.

Matsushiro Kazuki swears that he saw the killing intent in the eyes of Nagasaki Wild Rose.

In order to avoid the incident of students trying to beat the teacher in the high school, he silently bought two bottles of water from the vending machine next to him and threw them over to the students who were on the lawn.

The accuracy is amazing.

The water bottle landed firmly in Nagasaki Wild Rose's arms. Nagasaki was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing that Kazuki Matsushiro had thrown it, he unscrewed the cap and drank most of the bottle in one go: "I finally came back to life."

It's terrifying to compete with a physical monster like Maki-senpai.

"Thank you." Fu Heihui next to him was also taken aback when he saw the water bottle.

After throwing the two bottles of water, Matsushiro Kazuki originally planned to turn around and leave, but when he turned around, he saw Gojo Satoru, who was still next to the two students just now, suddenly appeared in front of him again.

While blocking his way, he stretched out a hand as a matter of course: "Where's mine?"

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

The two students were out of breath from Maki's beating, so he just bought two bottles of water. You were also beaten, right?

"Whoever sees has a share," Gojo Satoru ignored his questioning eyes, and stood in front of him plausibly, "You are treating them differently."

As he said that, he also nodded with his chin the three second-year students in the middle of the playground, as if he wanted to complain about justice for them.

Matsushiro Kazuki:? ? ?

Wutiao Wujia's great cause is so short of him, how can it be?

This person seemed to have let himself go after saying sorry to him at Yuzhang Youren's, and quickly moved towards the five troublesome spirits in his memory.

The consequence is that Kazuki Matsushiro feels that he has not yet adapted to the new way of getting along between the two of them, while Gojo Satoru automatically classifies him as his own because of the Knotweed Yujin incident last time, and quickly gets acquainted with him up.

It’s fine if you have to take him with you when you go to see Knotabazu every day. Knotaba Yuhito is an unlucky kid who is in a state of suspended animation and can’t go out. The only thing he does every day is Gojo Satoru. Tell him about Fuhei and Nagasaki, and then bring him something along the way.

As a result, it didn’t matter in the area, Gojo Satoru automatically entered the mode of seeing the person who saw it. I don’t know how much more troublesome it was for the former Gojo young master. Matsushiro Kazuki upheld the principle that one more thing is worse than one thing less, and then he started to bring two shares. Can think of buying a bottle of water now that he has to buy him a bottle himself.

However, it seems that it is not good to only buy water for first-year students. Matsushiro Kazuki silently glanced at Gojo Satoru who was blocking the way, and went back to stand in front of the vending machine

This time it was not thrown away.

When Matsushiro Kazuki returned to the lawn with three bottles of water, Maki and the others had just walked over.

"Are you tired?" Matsushiro Kazuki walked over and took a look at Kagezaki who looked exhausted, "I just looked up and felt fine."

"What's the good thing..." Nagasaki Yeqiangwei couldn't help the groaning as soon as she opened her mouth, "It's okay to cooperate with Maki-senpai and Panda-senpai, but Goumaki-senpai's curse can even control Nue, Fuhei It was thrown directly from the sky, and then we were chased and beaten by Maki-senpai."

"...cough," Nagasaki Ye Rose's words were full of emotion, Matsushiro Kazuki didn't expect such a wonderful thing to happen when he was chatting with Gojo Satoru, he couldn't help laughing, and sighed sincerely, " That was really hard work.”

"Yeah..." Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei took the last sip of water, twisted the bottle into a ball and threw it into the trash can, "Why did the teacher suddenly invite us to drink water today?"

Missed.

Kazuki Matsushiro touched his chin: "Probably to maintain peace in the high school?"

Otherwise, Nagizaki would probably start a fight with Gojo Satoru, whether or not he could fight well is another matter, anyway, he felt that Gojo Satoru would not adopt any kind of soft education for students.

Nagasaki Wild Rose:?

The empty bottle hit the side of the trash can, bouncing and rolling forward a few meters.

"Ah... I didn't throw it in," Nagasaki Ye Qianwei fell back disappointed, "I always feel that teacher, if you don't have a salary now, you'd be embarrassed to buy a bottle of water monster for nothing."

Kazuki Matsushiro is not considered a teaching staff of a high school, so naturally he doesn’t get a salary, but he is still somewhat unfamiliar with the name of this shell. If Nagasaki and the others call him Mr. XX, he may not be able to react. Simply by default everyone called him teacher.

"I'm not that poor yet..." The researcher has money, and a lot of money, although not as rich as Gojo Satoru, but not as poor as Nagizaki imagined, "There are still deposits, not only can I buy you a drink Water can also invite you to eat."

"No," Ye Qiangwei changed her half-dead look after hearing this, and quickly retorted, "How can I ask Teacher to invite you to dinner."

"If you want to invite me to dinner, no matter how you say it, it should be Teacher Wujo who invites you."

Matsushiro Kazuki: "? Huh?"

So in the end, out of nowhere, Gojo Satoru wanted to invite the first and second graders of the high school to dinner.

Because there are pandas, the choice of restaurants is naturally passed by a large number of people who do not have a private room. Finally, when Maki hugged the panda and forced him into the box, Kazuki Matsushiro stood behind and could feel the loveless look on the panda’s face. expression.

The height and width of the door frame are indeed a bit too unfriendly for pandas.

As a result, it was his own turn, and Kazuki Matsushiro felt that the height of the door frame seemed to be a bit short.

When he and Gojo Satoru walked in, they actually had to lower their heads to avoid being bumped into. When he and Gojo Satoru walked in, Nagasaki Yemei, who had gone in earlier, had finished filming a set of Jiugongge with Maki and the others and was about to post a Line.

Seeing Matsushiro Kazuki coming in, Nagizaki came over to take a photo with his mobile phone at the speed of light, and promised to add his account when the photo is ready.

"Have you all closed accounts?" Gojo Satoru was excluded from Nagasaki's selfie activity. According to him, it was because there was a person who was much prettier than her in the picture that didn't require selfies.

"Don't even think about commenting on strange things under my photo," Nagasaki Yarose was instantly alert, "I want to set the permission to make Gojo Satoru invisible."

What did Gojo Satoru post under Nagasaki's feed to make her so vigilant?

"I sent it," Nagasaki quickly repaired the picture and sent it with one click, "Remember to give me a like."

Then Kazuki Matsushiro saw Gojo Satoru take out his phone and refresh it, but he didn't find this post.

Nazaki really blocked him? ? ?

Then he saw Gojo Satoru, who had been brutally blocked, leaning over and glanced at his screen, showing a very heartbroken expression.

Kazuki Matsushiro was about to comfort him when he saw Gojo Satoru looking at his follow list and complaining: "You didn't follow my account."

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

Is it worth complaining about such a trivial matter?

Before he could react, Gojo Satoru took his mobile phone and started typing very consciously.

He typed very quickly, but before Kazuki Matsushiro finished typing, he had already filled in his mind what he didn't type later.

This is Gojo Satoru's social account id.

This string of ids is a bunch of garbled alphanumeric codes without any rules or logic. At first glance, it looks like an id typed out by a keyboard.

It was indeed typed on the keyboard.

There is another account that is just as messy and disorganized as his id.

These two accounts once belonged to Gojo Satoru and Matsushiro Kazuki.

The young Gojo Satoru complained to him more than once that the id was so hard to remember that he would die.

But now, he typed very quickly.

He knew this string of gibberish characters by heart.