When Qi Mu's super power defected

Hui Yuanxiong is a straightforward boy, he has been living in the circle of ordinary people before high school, he should belong to the type of warm and kind old man in the class, although I think I am pretentious, but he takes it seriously.

"Senior Qi Mu, stand up first."

He was extremely worried about me, and seriously felt that Gojo Satoru must have done something wrong.

He is too sweet, which made me feel indebted to deceiving others, although only a little.

"Actually... it seems that it's really not Wu's fault." Xia You said loudly.

Then he doubted himself again, "But that stick should hurt."

"Jie! Look carefully. When he fell to the ground, he wasn't overturned by the force of the attack, but fell on his own. He wasn't injured at all!" Gojo Satoru turned his head, unable to believe that even his best friend started to go blind.

"Maybe I'm too late."

"Nitro--"

Jia Ruozi looked away, I always felt that it looked like a blank stare, but her voice proved that she was really happy with the farce here.

Hui Yuanxiong stretched out his hand to me, which was very gentle compared to Wujo Wujo's rough behavior of grabbing his collar. I took his hand and stood up with his help. Wujo Wumei looked at this scene The horn twitched,

Although I really want to use Haibara's cover to leave with him, but I don't think Gojo Satoru will not give up if he fights with me.

And what's weird is that even though I was doing the classic stance of the villain in the eight o'clock file to ruin his reputation, he actually increased my favorability.

[The wind just blew into the eyes. ] I irresponsibly gave a reason.

Hui Yuanyu was dull, "Is that so?"

[Yes, we are just competing. ]

So Hui Yuanxiong immediately bowed and apologized to Gojo Satoru, he was so well-bred that I wanted to look at him with admiration.

And Gojo Satoru, whose grievances have been cleared (?), also grinned generously, "In that case, let's run 30 laps first!" He generously said the punishment measures.

"Hey?"

"You can't refuse the additional training given by the seniors, Haibara."

Hui Yuanxiong resigned himself to his fate and dragged his voice, "I see——"

Jianren Qihai who sees through everything: "..." He silently looked at me, waiting for me to intercede for Hui Yuanxiong.

I spread my hands to him, saying that I have no right to decide.

Our eyes fell back on Gojo Satoru and I. We separated a little distance, and each of us stood firmly in the hot sun with a long stick, while my peers and juniors sat in a row holding cold drinks, and our hearts were filled with watching a play,

"Enough." Gojo Satoru repeated the rules. He looked at me with bright eyes, and was very interested in the next battle. "Jie, you say start."

Xia Youjie waved his hand competently, "Start."

Gojo Satoshi makes a spin,

Gojo Satoru rushed forward in a wrong step,

The Wutiao Wu Swinging Stick hit me on the side of the waist,

It seemed that the previous scene was about to repeat itself, Gojo Satoru raised his eyelids, and in the next second my long stick hit the door of his face.The momentum of the weapon brought the breeze to blow his bangs, and he realized that his attack on me did not shake my body at all.

[Poke it and you will be cold. ] I said.

Gojo Satoru stood up straight and lowered his arms in a daze,

Then he quickly lowered his body and stretched out his claws towards me, trying to lift my clothes off.

I:[……]

I lifted my feet and turned around quickly, and almost danced a ballet, [Don't play hooligans! ]

"What a ghost, let me take a look!"

He continued to pounce on me, I continued to dodge,

"Jie, hold him down for me!"

"what?"

[It's not fair, isn't it a fight between the two of us? It's nothing to bring a third person into it. ] I turned and ran, [and you've lost. ]

The comparison between us is physical skills that don't use magic power.

My wooden stick may not be able to stab Gojo Satoru under normal circumstances, because he has a skill with no lower limit, and his attacks will become slower and slower when he gets close to him, so slow that he can almost never touch him.

"Just take off your clothes, what are you hiding?"

It's nothing, I just don't want you to succeed.

Gojo Satoru chased after me and howled, "Haihara Nanami, you guys too, come on! Catch him!"

[This is even more excessive! ]

"What are you afraid of, a woman disguised as a man?"

You don't slander me.

Maybe our chasing battle was really interesting. Others were infected by the joyful atmosphere between us (are you sure it was joy?), and they all let go of their mentality of eating melons. In a few breaths, one person blocked my way, Xia You Jie was instigated by his best friend and joined the camp to arrest me.

I immediately changed direction and ran, Hui Yuanxiong blocked me with a sliding step, he was still on my side just now, why did he switch sides so quickly.I rushed towards him without squinting, but he flinched from my courageous posture and took a few steps back, "Senior Wutiao, I may not be able to catch him!"

"Don't you know how to hug someone?"

Hui Yuanxiong opened his hand, and I jumped over his head,

"Hey~" Gojo Satoru blew a whistle, "You're pretty sharp."

As I landed gracefully, I had a conditioned reflex to sweep, and Hui Yuanxiong immediately fell on his back.

Gojo Wujo paused for a moment, and his tone was inexplicably straight, "Is it too fierce..."

Yes.

I stare darkly at the ground in remorse,

As soon as the bad kick came up, I couldn't help my genetic impulse.

I seem to be a bit too conspicuous. Without magic power, I would normally be ignored by others, but they are very curious about my physical skills. I can't control my power, so I can't really fight Gojo Satoru. Accidentally can sweep him into the sky, to show one's own strength is to show one's own charm, people will spontaneously admire those with excellent abilities, and anyone who has a little bit of excellence can be loved by others, for example, everyone Want to make friends with beautiful people, talk to eloquent people, confide in empathetic people, hang out with rich and powerful people.But I don't want to really be compared, because people also have a bad feeling for people with low abilities.

It is enough to keep the favorability level at 35, and it is not enough to say hello when you meet, if it is lower, it will be very annoying.

I ran for a while while thinking, and when I came back to my senses, I found that there was no one behind me.

I look back, […]

Oh, I ran too fast and they lost track.

It doesn't hurt me to lose track.

Within the range of telepathy, they were confirming the direction of my departure with great perplexity.

"Where did you go?"

"Turn east."

"Isn't it going straight?"

"Based on the escape route, it is more reasonable to go west."

"...he flew?"

They also have to fight because of their views,

"Jay, let's fight."

"Just to my liking."

"Hui Yuan, why are you out of breath? You've only run a few steps. More training! Add another ten laps."

"Senior Wutiao, this is impossible!"

"...Did you secretly turn your head and let out a breath just now?"

"No, you read it wrong."

Alas……

After I confirmed that none of them could see me, I teleported out of the school and came to the bustling urban area.

To me, densely populated areas are characterized by cluttered inner voices, and I listened for a while, but found nothing unusual.The vast majority of people here live exactly the same life as in my other world. They have not been attacked by unknown monsters, they will not encounter strange things that cannot be explained, and there are no friends with strange movements around them. The crowd of magicians is also extremely rare. I've been here so many times, and I've never seen a single person who has a curse in his head.

I also understand why Kusuo said that after I saw the world, I would not easily have the idea of ​​letting him destroy it.

Because this is indeed a real, vibrant world.

If I insist on describing it, it’s like the palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh, but if I have to choose, I might choose to peel off the back of my hands, because I want to use my palms to hold what I love.

I packed a dinner from downtown and headed back to Curgao.

I wanted to enjoy the dinner time alone quietly and comfortably, but I noticed Xia Youjie standing outside the door.

I glanced at the lunch box in my hand, then thought for a few seconds,

My behavior seemed to appeal to them anyway.

People’s feelings are actually very easy to deal with, especially those who are in the same class, and they are all young and energetic teenagers, with a personality that expresses their emotions and does not care about trivial matters. I just played games with them for a while, and discussed with them Without eye contact and verbal communication, they let go of their identities.

I opened the door, and Xia Youjie, who was about to knock on the door, was taken aback, "You really have returned to the dormitory."

[do what? ]

"Shall we have dinner together?" Xia Youjie said, "Wu ordered a bunch of things, and we haven't met since you joined the shift. If we follow the rules, there should be a welcome party."

[No, I will eat by myself. ]

I was very puzzled and refused.

"Jie, why are you talking nonsense with him?" Gojo Satoru's voice sounded from the end of the corridor, "I can tell, he really likes to fight against us."

No, you are talking nonsense.

I stretched out my hand to close the door, Gojo Satoru quickly reached the door frame, and said to me with a smile, "To put it another way, I am now a superior ordering you to listen to me." He also turned his head and said to Xia Youjie with experience, "Treat the little orange with the tone of the old orange."

[......]

My pupils quake.

I glanced at him with weird eyes,

What a bad line, did he figure something out while I was going downtown, and he wished I'd disappeared this morning so I wouldn't hang around him.

The emotion in my eyes was too obvious, Gojo Gojo paused for two seconds, "Why do I think you despise me?"

You are right.

[It’s okay to eat, right? ] I sighed secretly, and it would be too deliberate and boring to refuse.

I followed them to the rest area. There are tables and chairs here. It is a place where students usually meet and chat. There are quite a lot of people here. My peers and juniors are all present.

"The seniors are out on a mission, and there are only a few of us." Jiarui Niuzi greeted me, "Wu pays the bill, eat whatever you want."

Seeing the food on the table, the corner of my eye twitched.

Although I'm cosplaying Kusuo, I'm not really Kusuo, and I won't be overwhelmed by the dessert feast in front of me.

"Okay, I won't chase you for the time being." Gojo Satoru sat across from me in a bold posture, "But let me take a look, I used 70.00% of my strength in that blow."

[Nothing to look at. ]

"So you're really disguised as a man?"

Do you have any obsession with dressing up as a man?

[You don't slander me. ]

"That means you have a beer belly."

Hui Yuanxiong spat out a mouthful of juice, "Senior Saiki's figure...doesn't look so bad."

"Tattoo?"

"No abs?"

After receiving my indifferent response, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt that he could do it, "Could it be that you are a particularly shy type?"

I just thought it was weird to be in front of people.

Especially when everyone unanimously wants to do something to me, my first reaction is to flee and resist. Maybe it seems to them that it is an ordinary and trivial matter among young people, but I don't like to compromise under duress.

This should also be the reason why I don't have enough favorability with them. A low favorability means low tolerance.

[Nothing new. ] I lifted the corner of the clothes on the side waist, revealing the intact skin, [I am not injured. ]

Haibara took a deep breath, "But I think that one stick can leave me bruised for days."

[Because I am heaven and cursed. ] I moved out the character set given to me by Wujo Wujo, [God deprived me of all my magic power, but gave me unparalleled physical fitness. ]

Everyone has an expression of being knowledgeable again today.

(But you don't look like you are very physically fit at all...)

They also complained unanimously in their hearts.

Gojo Satoru looked me around several times with his six eyes. He had been doing this since the first time we met at the beginning of school. I knew he felt that I was a little different from others, but he couldn't say exactly what was different.

I didn't touch much of the desserts on the table, and unceremoniously picked my favorite heavy dishes. I want to praise Gojo Satoru for his comprehensiveness in this aspect. He seems to have paid attention to my preferences a little bit, maybe I was playing tricks in class. The browsing pages I glanced at while on the phone, maybe the smell of spices left on my clothes, he remembered my spicy taste, so this welcome party was a success in terms of hardware, he took care of everyone’s tastes, and I Xia Youjie, one of the contemporaries, turned out to be the same as my choice.

"Senior Xiayou, that one is very spicy and salty..."

But Xia Youjie didn't change his face, and said it was delicious.

I bit my chopsticks and glanced at him. He noticed my gaze and tilted his head suspiciously at me.

There seemed to be something wrong with his sense of taste.

Because there was no admiration for the food in his heart, he was just thinking: his tongue is a little hot and sore, but not disgusting...

I quietly adjusted his senses,

Xia Youjie froze: "..."

Xia Youjie's complexion suddenly changed,

Xia Youjie picked up the iced drink beside him and poured it wildly,

Hui Yuanxiong next to him was taken aback by his reaction, and quickly handed over the paper, "It's very spicy, right..."

Xia Youjie coughed earth-shatteringly,

But his eyes looked at me who was as immobile as a mountain,

In the scene where everyone was shocked by him, I stood out with a calm face, as if I had expected his strange development long ago.

(...what am I thinking?)

Xia Youjie shook his head amusedly in his heart,

(How could he do it.)

I froze for a moment,

What is this, longing for others to find comfort in your pain, so you can perceive the sensitivity of subtle things?