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The guy who still has the name and even the identity of Mori Ogai was tied up and put in the trunk at this time.

At first, he was anxious when he strayed into an unfamiliar environment.But then, he bumped into Naoya, who was exorcising the cursed spirit in the tent.

The twisted and powerful monster is as fragile as a paper man in Zenyuan Naoya's hands.

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Fake's mind.

... What is going on in the world he lives in?Even if he plays well and becomes the real Mori Ogai...will he be safe?

The guy whose heart was already beating wildly became suspicious.

And his mistaken entry also made Chanyuan Naoya successfully discover him.

You know, fakes are still in the face of Mori Ogai.With the impersonation rate always hovering at 1%, this face gradually fades away with time, gradually revealing the original appearance of the fake.

But right now, it's still visible.

This also led to being beaten twice by Saito Mori, and even being punished by his own old man because of Saito Mori. Naoya, who came here to exorcise the curse spirit, raised his eyebrows.

"Hey--"

"What do you have to do with that fellow Saito Mori, you idiot?"

A fake is not too stupid to see the expression in each other's eyes clearly, especially that [Saito Mori], he knows very well that the other party is the real Mori Ogai.

But what to say.

Knowing is one thing, feeling unhappy is another.

He had a dark face, and just about to say something, Zenyuan Naoya had already said: "Forget it, save some breath, and go face to face with Saito Mori." Zenyuan Naoya, who didn't know how annoying what he said, just told him to shut up , Let the accompanying clansman tie it up and throw it into the car, just like kidnapping a criminal.

The clansman who followed: "...Master Naozai, you promised the Patriarch that you will never cause trouble."

Zenyuan Naoya: "I haven't done anything yet, and you are accusing me?" He raised his finger and pointed at the heart of the other party: "See your own identity clearly."

Afterwards, Zenyuan Naoya took the packed [Mori Ogai] and set off from Yokohama towards Tokyo High School.

And now, it has arrived at the entrance of Tokyo High School.

The fake curled up in the trunk, only feeling heartache and irritability.

Especially when the acting rate is only 1% left, the red grid is also frantically beating in his vision, reminding him that his life is short and he will die soon.

"Damn..."

"If it wasn't for that bastard that suddenly dragged me here..."

"I wouldn't..."

The rear compartment was suddenly opened, and the light leaked from the shade of the trees and shone into the compartment.

The clansman looked at the guy with the distorted face, and rudely pulled him down.

"Why, you still dare to bear grudges?"

"It's strange, you have a face similar to Saito Mori."

As far as Zenyuan family is concerned, Saito Mori = Zenyuan Naoya's sworn enemy, so why arrest this person?Of course it is provocative!

I don't know the fakes at all, I just feel more irritable.

Damn Mori Ogai...!

His anger didn't change the situation, instead he was dragged into the Tokyo High School.

Noctua Masamune happens to be at school, so let's teach Miki Fukuro and Megumi Fukuro who are staying at the Tokyo High School for the time being.

Hearing Zenyuan Naoya's visit, he suddenly thought: This kid didn't come here on purpose to make trouble, right?

After all, Zenyuan Naoya has a criminal record.

"You two stay here obediently. I'll go out to see the situation."

Noctua left the office on the right way, and Fu Heihui hesitated for a moment before preparing to rush out.

"Xiaohui?" Tsumiji grabbed her younger brother and said, "Don't cause trouble for Mr. Yemo."

Fu Heihui: "I know...it's just the expression of Mr. Ye Moth, which doesn't look very good."

Tsumiji: "I also know...it's a matter between adults, shall we get involved?" She said, suddenly recalling Saito Mori.

"Xiaohui, why don't we go and see Brother Sen? Besides, Brother Sen has been in a coma for several days... It's not like we're causing trouble for Mr. Ye Moth by going over."

Fu Heihui thinks this is also very good, after all, he doesn't hate Saito Mori at all.

Even Saito Mori imprisoned his father, but he couldn't generate the slightest resentment.

It has to be said that after getting familiar with the road between the teaching building and the dormitory, their walking speed also became much faster.

On the way, they also went to the cafeteria to receive this week's tomato.And these small tomatoes are sweet and delicious, and they can also whet your appetite.

The two siblings ran towards the dormitory with the packed tomatoes in their arms.Just as they were about to return to the dormitory, they happened to see Naoya and his party from Zenyuan from the side.

Coincidentally, Noctua Moth Zhengdao is also among them.

Tsumiji said "huh": "This direction... Is Mr. Ye Moth going to see Brother Sen?"

"Xiaohui, should we go there together? Anyway, drop by."

Fu Heihui silently looked at Zenyuan Naoya who dyed his golden hair.Looking young, there are a bunch of people behind him.

"I don't want it anymore... That person looks like a delinquent boy."

Such a direct gaze, coupled with the phrase "bad boy", made Chanyuan Naoya turn his head in an instant.

"Principal Night Moth." Naoya Zenyuan looked at the two siblings not far away.He was not well dressed, his hair looked dry, and he looked like a child from a poor family.

After the judgment was over, he couldn't help but "tsk".

"Tokyo High School has a side job of collecting junk? Any cat or dog can get into Tokyo High School." Chanyuan Naoya flicked the dust on his fingertips: "It is obviously tied with Kyoto High School. If this news gets out...wouldn't it be too cheap gone?"

Noctua's face was expressionless.

He knew Zenyuan Zhizai had a poisonous tongue and dared to say anything, but he didn't expect this person to be so merciless.

"Chanyuan Lord." Ye Mo Zhengdao said with a serious face, "Please don't forget that this is Tokyo High School."

The implication is, as a guest, please stop for a while, and shut up if you can't speak.

Zenyuan Naoya still refused to accept.

Don't think he didn't hear that brat call him a "bad boy"!

He also wanted to say—with such prickly hair, it looks like the birth of a bad boy!

Fortunately, before he was about to lose his temper, the people around him stopped him.

"Master Naoya, don't forget the purpose of your trip."

Zenyuan Naoya certainly did not forget.

He turned his head immediately, and walked towards the dormitory with the gift.

Ye Mozheng signaled to the two siblings, hoping that the two children would stay away from disputes for the time being.

After the group left, Tsumiji let out a deep breath: "Xiaohui, you should be more cautious next time?"

"Fortunately, Mr. Moth is here, otherwise we don't know what will happen to us."

"When the matter is over, remember to thank Mr. Night Moth?"

Fu Heihui nodded slightly: "I know, I will thank Mr. Ye Mo."

The two siblings stood still for the time being, while Zenyuan Naoya hurried to the dormitory.The closer he got, the more his still steady heart beat.

Obviously, as an heir, one should not show emotions casually.But he is a young man after all, and he can't hide his emotions at all... causing Ye Mo Zhengdao beside him to think: If Naoya Huichanyuan is beaten up, he will try his best to clean up the mess for his own poor children.

As for why I subconsciously thought of cleaning up the stall...

"Hey, are you here?" As soon as they entered the dormitory, familiar voices came to several people's ears.

Ye Mozheng raised his head with his sunglasses on, and saw his students really went to Jiewa, sitting cross-legged on the roof, and happily propped their chins, and said to them: "The speed is so slow! If you don't know, you think it's too slow!" You have old cold legs."

Night Moth Zhengdao: ...

After a while, he will reach the age of getting old and cold legs.

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Of course, he knew that Gojo Satoru's words were not aimed at him, but at Zenyuan Naoya.

So—how will Zenyuan Naoya behave?

"What are you talking about, Wu?" Zenyuan Naoya spread his hands helplessly, "Everyone comes from a famous family, if for some inexplicable reason, you get sick and injured yourself, then the servants of the family... what's the use?"

Zenyuan Naoya's tone was indifferent, and the clansmen who had been brainwashed since birth immediately knelt down behind them, looking terrified.

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt a lack of interest.With his pockets in his hands, he raised his feet to stand above the air, and landed in the next second—in just a few seconds, it was as silky as if someone was looking at some kind of artwork.

Even Naoya Zenyuan, seeing this scene, his eyes lit up.

"So, what did you do here?"

"Deliberately provoking trouble?" Gojo Satoru twisted his wrist calmly.

"How could it be?" Zenyuan Naoya showed the temperament of the eldest son of a big family: "I admire Wu very much, how could I provoke you?"

"Besides... the guard at the Tokyo High School should have told you why I came here."

——Yes.

The one-meter cardboard boxes carried by the members of the Buddhist monastery should not be too conspicuous.

Through the six eyes, he even knew that there was a man tied up in the carton box.

"Really?" Gojo Satoru said indifferently, "I forgot."

If such a loose tone and even an attitude were placed on anyone in the Chanyuan family, Naoya Zenyuan would have ridiculed him long ago and asked him if he wanted to die.

but.

Gojo Satoru has six eyes, and possesses no lower limit spells, and became a super conjurer at a young age.

And such a powerful existence is only one year older than him.

Zenyuan Naoya respects the strong, and will limitlessly let go of his bottom line when dealing with the strong.

"You're joking, Wu." Zenyuan Naoya still smiled, and turned to observe the surroundings.

"Are you looking for Asen?" Gojo Satoru crossed his arms: "If you want to fight, forget it?"

"Of course, if you want to ask me for advice, that's not impossible."

The night moth standing beside said rightly: ...

Shut up, little ancestor!

If the two of you fight, can you still have the dormitory!

Zenyuan Naoya never expected Gojo Satoru to protect Saito Mori to such an extent.

How should I put it, it was an eye-opener.

The information I searched before and the picture I saw with my own eyes were completely split into two versions.

But he didn't feel angry, on the contrary, he gradually felt a sense of joy.

"I'm not going to fight Goku."

"And I don't intend to fight Saito-kun this time."

Saito-kun?

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt——Zenyuan Naoya is quite good at disguising?

After being beaten up twice by Asen, he can still say softly that [Saito-kun] is really...pretentious.

"Saito-kun, can you come out now?" Chanyuan Naoya asked.

No one responded.

A trace of irritability flashed between Chanyuan Naoya's brows and eyes.

However, the moment he continued speaking...a familiar yet indifferent voice came from the door.

"Is something wrong?"

Chanyuan Naoya looked up - a man in a white shirt was leaning against the door, the cuffs turned up casually to take advantage of his slender fingers.

Ah... let's talk!Was it this hand that beat his head into the dirt, or even his soul into the dust?

Zenyuan Naoya sighed in his heart.

Looking at the warm face in front of him... for some reason, the irritability just now suddenly disappeared, replaced by... that kind of warm figure that silently occupied his mind.

"Saito-kun..."

Zenyuan Naoya smiled slightly.

This smile made Saito Mori almost get goosebumps.

Alice, who was sitting in the back, snorted softly: "To be courteous for nothing is to rape or steal."

--really.

The state changes too quickly, it's almost like falling ill.

Wujo Wu also realized that something was wrong with Zenyuan Naoya, and reached out to stop him.

But right now, Zenyuan Naoya looked at Saito Mori with bright eyes.

"Saito-kun, don't worry, I'm not here to look for trouble." He snapped his fingers casually, and immediately turned proud: "You guys, hurry up and bring the presents here!"

Seeing several clansmen moving quickly, Chanyuan Naoya turned his head with a smile on his face.

The temperament has changed too much before and after, it's almost like two different people.

At this moment, such a passage flashed in everyone's mind: ... It's over, Zenyuan Naozai must be really sick!Could it be that he came to Tokyo High School to touch porcelain on purpose, and then took the opportunity to get Nitro to heal him?

As the party involved in Porcelain, Saito Mori deeply felt... Naoya Chanyuan's state at this moment is not right.

In other words, this attitude is different from the first time and the second time.

The first time was arrogance, saying to his face that he was unworthy of virtue.The second time was still arrogant, but the arrogance suddenly eased a lot.

And this time, the third time...

"Speaking of which, the Fuheshier you want to see is in Tokyo High School, why don't you go and see it?"

As soon as the name Fu Heisher came out, a trace of irritability flashed across Zenyuan Zhizai's eyes.

Saitomori: Sure enough, this kid came here to find fault.

Who knows, next second.

He heard Zenyuan Naoya say.

"Saito-kun, what are you talking about—Since Shier is defeated, he is a waste."

The author says:

I made up a little bit in the early morning ~ everyone can refresh it

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!