After falling into the Niangyaoquan, I became attached to the strongest

Haruto Saotome thought that she was not a person who was obsessed with tasks, but this time the curse really exceeded his bottom line, so much so that he felt sick when he thought about it, and he wanted to get rid of it quickly.

He hates that kind of creature that lives like a reptile in a decaying dark corner.

The huge cursed hill fell to the ground with a bang, with purple blood overflowing from its body, and it couldn't be more dead.

"It's finally over." An Geji said.

"Yeah, it's a little more difficult than I imagined."

Haruna let out a breath, lifted her sweaty bangs and pinned them with hairpins.

He pointed to the auxiliary supervisor's car outside: "This is relatively close to my school, do you want to go for treatment first?"

"...Ah, that's troublesome." An Geji was startled when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the wound on the inside of his palm, "Are you injured too?!"

Qingli flipped over her palm and casually looked at the cursed wound covered with black dots on the side of her eyes, and said nonchalantly, "Huh? This, I accidentally rubbed it just now, it's okay."

"It doesn't matter where!"

An Geji stepped forward to check his hand, and found that it was the same type of curse as her own. As long as she left it alone, it would continue to spread. She gritted her teeth and said, "We all need to receive treatment as soon as possible."

"you're right."

Seeing that she was so worried, Qingli nodded obediently, and after walking outside the tent, she noticed that Naruto Otokawa was standing here alone, so she asked, "Where is that person?"

Naturally, he was referring to the unlucky Mr. who was sent out earlier.

Naruto replied: "Other people have been arranged to take him to the hospital."

She glanced roughly at Qingli and Diva's injuries, and said, "Get in the car, I'll take you to treatment first."

The two injured people were sitting on the back seat of the car exchanging names, one was covering his shoulders and the other was hanging his hands, the clothes on his body were more or less covered with dust, looking extremely embarrassed.

Naruto Otokawa drove away from the exorcising place and headed towards Fujishiki Middle School. They entered through the back door of the school and went straight to the school infirmary. Savor a cup of black tea comfortably.

As soon as Zhu Shi saw Haruhi, his expression was surprised: "Oh... Saotome-kun, are you injured?"

"Yes, I'm bothering Dr. Zhu Shi."

Qingli signaled the nunnery girl to enter the room, don't be cramped, and then said to Zhu Shi: "Her injuries are serious, please doctor Zhu Shi to help her treat first."

As his words fell, Zhu Shi's eyes fell on An Geji's face, and then shifted to her shoulders, where the clothes were torn, revealing the horrible black and purple wounds underneath, one could tell that it was not a simple injury .

She has been in contact with many cursed injuries, and she couldn't help frowning slightly when she saw the situation of Ange Ji.

"I understand, Saotome-kun, you wait here for a while, and I will take her inside for treatment first."

After saying that, he put down his teacup and stood up, and walked into the inner room with the pale-faced nunnery girl in his arms, and closed the curtain.

Watching the two disappear at the other side of the door, Haruhi retracted her gaze and rolled up her sleeve to observe the injury on her right hand. The cursed black spot spread from the wrist to the elbow, bruised and purple, which made people extremely physically uncomfortable.

Qingli put down his sleeves so he could not see anything, he leaned on the sofa to rest, and as the tension in his heart relaxed, the fatigue after exorcising the curse spirit also surged up like a tide.

Qing Liqiang cheered up, took out her mobile phone and played for a while, trying to divert her attention.

At this time, a group of furry creatures was close to his feet, Qingli looked down, and saw a three-colored cat with smooth fur and watery color rubbing against his calf, as if using his pants as a cat climbing frame.

"Chachawan, you are here, didn't you go to sleep on the wall this time?"

The cat looked over with its eyes wide open, and lowered its head to rub Qingli's hand.

Seeing this, Qingli hurriedly raised her injured right hand to a height where it couldn't reach, scratched the cat's chin with her still intact left hand, and patted its head.

"It's not something you can touch casually, honey, Chachawan, go over there and play."

The three-flowered cat meowed and meowed, circling around his calf and refusing to leave no matter what.

Qingli had no choice but to let it lie sticky at her feet. Fortunately, Dr. Zhu Shi came out of the inner room after a while. Chacha Wan decisively changed her target when she saw her master appeared, but was ruthlessly raised by Zhu Shi. Put the back of your neck outside the door.

"Chachawan, you stay outside for a while, you are not allowed to come in during this time."

Ignoring the pitiful cry of his beloved cat, the very principled doctor Zhu Shi changed into a pair of sterile gloves and came over with a medical kit.

"It's your turn, Saotome-kun." She moved a chair and sat across from him, and lifted his sleeve to check the situation.

Zhu Shi gently pressed the affected area and asked, "Do you feel any special feeling?"

Qingli shook her head: "No, it just hurts."

Hearing his words, Zhu Shi was thoughtful but didn't say anything, so he began to disinfect his wounds.

Buzzing—the phone vibrates.

Haruto picked up the phone that was set to vibrate, raised her eyebrows when she saw the caller on it, not very surprised.After all, few people would call him, and those who knew his mobile phone number were not only parents but also teachers and classmates, and most of them were in the form of text messages.

Haruto pressed the dial button: "Hello? I'm Saotome."

"Hare! Did you miss me? What are you doing now?"

Hearing her boyfriend's sincere and enthusiastic voice, Qingli's mood became lighter.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, "I'm at school now, and I just came back from my assignment."

"It's a coincidence that I am too. I can't wait to call you as soon as I finish the task." Thinking of something, Wujou changed his tone, "No, you haven't told me whether you want me or not! I miss Xiaoqing so much If you don't see him for a day, you're going to die."

"That's too exaggerated, Wu, didn't we just meet a few days ago?"

Gojo Satoru, who didn't get a satisfactory answer, began to swear on the other end of the phone, and he could even vaguely hear Xia Youjiesheng's unlovable voice.

Qingli felt amused, and softened her voice to coax him.

"Okay, just kidding, I miss you too... Hiss——Dr. Zhu Shi, please be gentle."

The sudden pain on the side of the hand made Qingli gasp, and Zhu Shi replied plainly: "Your wound here is a bit deep, and, Saotome-kun, you need to concentrate on the treatment."

Dr. Zhu Shi's words were mixed with a bit of ridicule, which made him feel a little hot for no reason, and he didn't know what to say in response.

Gojo Satoru, who heard the content of their conversation clearly, shouted in disbelief on the phone: "Hare you hurt?"

"It's a scratch, don't worry, it's a common occurrence."

"Alas—" Wujo Wu sighed, "Xiao Qingli, you still need to work harder, Master Wujo will never get hurt!"

"Is that so, who asked Glass for help with the black eye sockets last time?"

"Jie, shut up! You want to fight and talk straight!"

Dissatisfied with his friend who intentionally disrupted the stage, Gojo Gojo turned back to the receiver and continued, humming: "Don't listen to Jie nonsense, that time was an accident!"

Qingli, who knew his awkward nature well, said, "Yes, you are the best."

While speaking, An Geji, who was resting in the inner room, walked out of the room slowly, wearing a hospital gown.

Also, her clothes were damaged in the battle just now, and she couldn't just go back like this.

An Geji walked to Qingli, watched Zhushi give him the final treatment, and was about to say goodbye to the two and leave.

"Are you leaving?" Qingli asked, looking up.

An Geji bowed: "Yes, I have to go back to report the task, thank you very much for your treatment."

Qingli smiled: "You're welcome, as conjurers, we should help each other. Besides, if I had gone earlier, maybe you wouldn't have been injured."

"It has nothing to do with you, it's just because I'm not strong enough that I was hurt by the curse."

An Geji has a clear understanding of her ability level. If it were her two second-year juniors, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so troublesome, let alone get hurt.

Damn it...it's so strong that it makes people angry.

Maybe it was because of her deep resentment that she could even hear the lingering voice of the annoying white-haired junior appearing in her ears.

"Qingli? Who are you talking to, Qingli? Why do I seem to hear the voice of the diva!"

"Hey—Diva! Can you hear me? It's me! Your super invincible and handsome junior Gojo Satoru!"

Um Diva: "......"

Oops, it doesn't seem like an auditory hallucination.

"Five?!" The nunnery girl who realized that the voice was coming from the phone turned grim for a moment, "Why are you everywhere!"

"The diva is so fierce, I should be the one to ask this question, right? Why are you with Qingli?" After a while, he suddenly realized, "Ah, I understand, it's a cooperative task again, and the school would rather Send the weakest diva and not send the strongest me? It's too much!"

"Wujo Satoru!!" The singer gritted her teeth and wanted to curse out loud, but she held back thinking that she was still in someone else's school.

Haruto, who didn't know the situation, held the phone a little farther away, in case Gojo Satoru's yelling in his ear without warning would make his ears hurt.

"Wu, talk less."

He reminded his boyfriend who spoke without restraint, glanced at his right hand that had recovered, moved his wrist to make sure there was no problem, and then thanked Zhu Shi. Watch the fun.

"Saotome, did you actually know Gojo Satoru?"

An Geji didn't understand why he got involved with that kind of person. Isn't there a normal person these days?

Seeming to be another person who was persecuted by Gojo Satoru, Qingli pinched the bridge of her nose helplessly, hesitated for two seconds and then said cautiously: "Um...well, we do know each other."

Before he could explain again, Gojo Satoru on the phone answered the conversation with a smile, with a rippling tone that sounded like a beating.

"Of course it's because I'm Xiaoqingli's boyfriend. Diva, don't be too envious. After all, there are not many good men like me in the world who are both talented and beautiful."

Diva: "......"

Haruhi: "..."

Noticing Angeji who was so angry that she lost control of her expression, Haruto finally knew how Gojo Satoru usually gets along with his schoolmates.