The Strongest Girlfriend Insists That She is An Ordinary Person

Long before entering this house, Gojo Satoru knew that there were several people in this house besides the target of this practice.

Hey, thanks to these six eyes, I can see clearly.

The purpose of coming here this time is to use these few spell spirits to practice his hands with the Kuzhang Yuren, who has just become his student. Anyway, where the spell spirits are and where ordinary people are, he can always rely on six eyes to confirm and eliminate the spell spirits. Naturally, there won't be any other crises after that, you don't need to worry about it.

Well, then it doesn't matter.

Gojo Satoru took two seconds to think about this conclusion, while thinking about what to eat tonight.

He didn't go out to find other people in the house.

It was pure coincidence.

Youren is very talented. He has already solved several of them, but only the last one is left, so what should we eat for dessert after dinner?

Gojo Satoru seemed to be wandering aimlessly in the haunted house, while seriously thinking about the major events in his life. It was not until he walked to the corridor that he suddenly realized that he was about to collide with someone.

He stopped on the other side of the corridor, stopped, and turned the corner to confirm the existence of the other side of the corridor.

woman, and child.

The people who were just running around in this haunted house are now gathered here and become a small team. What a strange combination.

Gee, those who dare to walk around in the haunted house are really courageous.

Wujo Satoru couldn't help complaining, but in fact his heart was not fluctuating.

Forget it, be a good person today.

He stood by the corridor for two seconds, then decided to turn away quietly.

"There is absolutely no ghost curse in this world! Don't scare yourself!" The young woman's voice came from the side.

It was a clear and gentle voice, very penetrating, with a clear articulation like an announcer, pouring straight into his ears, with five points of affirmation, three points of confidence, and two points of disdain in his straight tone. It's like he's about to slap a load of basic science on his face in the next second.

Gojo Satoru stopped when he was about to lift his foot.

He turned back.

He came out of the corner of the corridor naturally, and almost collided with the woman who was about to walk into the corridor.

The woman quickly took a step back at a speed that was beyond Gojo Satoru's expectations.

It was the distance that she almost slammed into her arms. The woman rushed back in a panic. The high heels made a clear collision sound on the ground. The long light grass-colored hair covered half of her face in a messy manner as she lowered her head.

After she stood firm, she quickly looked up at him, her bangs messily covering her eyes.

Those are really beautiful eyes.

The eye shape is a drooping eye that is a little tired, but the end of the eye is slightly hooked, and the light-colored pupil is like amber.

The woman's long soft and cold hair brushed across his wrist, as if it had been gently touched by the flowing spring water.

The woman who had just put down her cruel words, "There will never be ghosts or anything in this world!" wrote "What is this!" She looked at him in horror, as if she had hit a ghost.

What, with such a little guts, you dare to wander around in a haunted house and speak ruthlessly?

Wujo Satoru, who was still thinking about how to play a prank just now, looked at the woman who was frightened as pale as paper. She looked at herself with a look of vigilance, like a chicken mother who was protecting chickens. lost interest.

This is a long lesson, and you will know that you should stop wandering around in places you shouldn't go.

Gojo Satoru was about to turn his head and leave when he heard the voice of his own student, "Teacher? I seem to have heard the teacher's voice just now?"

He ran over quickly, and before Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to greet him, he looked past him and looked at the woman standing there blankly, "Teacher Taoye? Why are you in Tokyo?"

"?"

He looked back at the woman, and the woman also jumped over him in surprise, looking at the knotweed Yuren, "Yourren?"

It turned out that this woman named Kono Momoha was Yuren's elementary school teacher. She took good care of him when he was young, so he kept in touch even after graduation for many years. He was only transferred to Tokyo a few days ago. Students exploring the haunted house.

Listening to their reminiscences, Wujo Satoru stood by with nothing to do, and was so bored that he almost counted the ants on the ground.

Greetings...boring, who invented it?

Not long after Yuren was brought to Tokyo, he was able to meet an elementary school teacher who was also transferred to Tokyo, and the two actually met dramatically in the haunted house on the scene. Should this chance be said to be fate, or... a coincidence?

"Ah, teacher, that!"

The surprised voice of Kuzhang Yuren came from the ear, Wujou did not look up, and the six eyes had already been watching. Above the ceiling, they were peeping at their curse spirit, just above the head of Lianye Taoye.

"Huh? What?"

He is obviously not the only one who is sensitive to the title "teacher". He subconsciously thinks that the students he has brought are calling his love Ye Taoye also raised his head and looked up in confusion, "Is there something? Mine Cobwebs on your hair?"

Forget it, no matter what the situation is, in short, let’s solve the problem in front of us first.

Wutiao Wu thought that it would be too cruel for students to see a teacher whom they admired very much when they were young, getting headshot in front of them, and it would leave a psychological shadow.

Who told him not only to be the strongest, but also to be the number one teacher in the world?

Seeing that the saliva of the curse spirit was almost dripping on the head of Rianye Taoye, Wujogo moved his fingers, ready to shoot.

This level of curse spirit is nothing but a matter of one second, no, it can't be used for 0.001 seconds.

However, he hadn't waited for him to make a move.

"How is it, have you cleaned it up?"

He originally thought that she was pale and weak, just like her long light grass-colored hair, a woman who looked as soft as slender spring grass, and slapped twice on the top of her head with her slender arms.

Her elbow slammed into the head of the curse spirit, directly poked the head of the curse spirit into a pulp, flew out, and slammed into the wall with a squeak, without even struggling, there was no movement.

Dead, dead completely.

Sticking to the wall like a pie, looking very miserable, very broken, very bloody.

However, at this speed, this curse spirit... shouldn't feel any pain.

"And now? Is the cobweb still there?"

The slender, spring-grass-like woman who had just pierced a curse spirit with her elbow just now stared at them blankly and innocently with her light amber golden pupils, and confirmed again and again,

"Is it gone? It didn't fall on my hair, did it?"

"No... no more..."

Huzhang Youren didn't know how to answer, so he said stubbornly.

Gojo Satoru's gaze swirled back and forth in front of the dazed Kono Peach Leaf and the curse spirit embedded in the wall that couldn't be buckled.

Huh.

He stared at Lianye Taoye fixedly, noticing his sight, Lianye Taoye also turned his head, looked at him suspiciously, blinked, then raised his head suspiciously and looked upwards, reaching out and touching his own uneasily overhead.

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth.

It does... kind of interesting.

The author has something to say:

Thank you to the little cuties who left a message in the previous chapter. Wow, the messages are so flattering, touch them one by one, I remember a lot of familiar ids, and there are many new little angels

Kiss one by one (づ￣3￣)づ╭

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