twenty four.
Looking at the students under the podium, Noctua Zhengdao began to announce:
"First, in two days, the busy period of frequent spell spirits will be over. After the spell spirits enter a stable period, everyone can relax and rest for a while..."
As soon as these words came out, there was a sound of joy under the podium, among which Qi Shenyin shouted the loudest.
"Great! I can finally sleep in, long live it!"
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Qishenyin was so fierce that she hugged the family next to her. During the period of exorcising the cursed spirit, she got up early and stayed up late every day. All she could think about when she opened and closed her eyes was the cursed spirit, and her spirit was so tense. .....
Of course, she is not the only one in this situation...
But anyway, it’s really nice to be able to relax for a while!
After making the students happy for a while, Noctua Zhengdao announced the second thing: "About the second thing..."
Noctua paused for a moment, "Everyone here knows that our Conjuring College is a specialized institutional institution for curses. There are only two such Conjuring Colleges in Japan. At the same time, the Conjuring College It is also an active base for mediating or assisting other conjurers in performing their tasks..."
"Although learning curses and learning how to remove curses are the main tasks of college students, this is a place for teaching and educating people after all, so the study of theoretical knowledge is naturally indispensable..."
On the podium, Noctua was talking seriously about the original intention of establishing the College of Magic. He was talking eloquently. Under the podium, the four first-year students all had a vague premonition of something bad.
"Yes, the busy summer is coming to an end. After that, first graders, you will have your first mock test in this school! Although it is a small test, the test results will be recorded in your final semester. It’s in your grades, so please take it seriously!”
Under the podium, the students were originally immersed in the joy of having a holiday soon, but within a few seconds, the joy turned into wails.
Everyone has started to play with anti-scientific concepts like magic. Is it still necessary to learn theoretical knowledge? ! !
Qishenyin lay weakly on the table. Before she could sigh, she heard Noctua Zhengdao read her name in a clear and concise tone.
"Yin." Ye Mozhengdao glanced at the temporary notification on his phone and said, "There is a task here specifically for you."
"Name?" Qishenyin raised her head in confusion. This was the first time she had been tasked with naming someone.
"This is a first-level case. For safety reasons, you should bring a helper with you."
The mission classified as a first-level case may also contain special-level curse spirits. Worrying that the situation that happened when Qishenyin went on the mission for the first time would happen again, Noctua Masamichi hesitated for a while and turned his attention to Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru. .
After thinking again and again, he decided to let Xia Youjie, who was more reliable, accompany Qishenyin.
"Jie, this mission is just between you and..."
Before Noctua finished speaking, Gojo Satoru suddenly stood up from his seat.
He took the lead and said: "Teacher, leave this task to the Seven Gods and me!"
Gojo Satoru raised his arms in a "shu", and before anyone could react, he crossed over the seat, like carrying a little chicken, and walked out of the classroom carrying Shikami Gin, without caring about anyone else. vision.
Eh? Eh? ! !
Eh! ! ! ! !
Looking at Glass and Xiayou who were getting further and further away from him, Qishenyin blinked his big eyes and finally realized what had just happened.
Let her partner with Gojo Satoru on a mission...
Qishenyin suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.
It's over, it's over, this is definitely going to be a problem, and it's a big problem! ! ! ! ! !
“I’m not going, I’m not going!!!”
Halfway through, Shichigamiyin struggled to escape from Gojo Satoru's hands.
Let Gojo Satoru and her partner go on a mission together, no matter how you think about it, it is very unreliable!
Who knows if this guy will forget to pay the bill again when he is exorcising the cursed spirit. She doesn't want to be punished with this guy then.
and......
Shikami glanced at Gojo Satoru angrily——
Moreover, has this guy Gojo Satoru forgotten all about it? They are still in the Cold War! ! !
The movement at hand was too loud, and Gojo Satoru frowned and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. However, as soon as he lowered his head, he met a pair of dark red eyes full of resentment.
Qishen Yin's skin color itself is very white, the kind that is very healthy and vibrant, white and rosy.
Coupled with those dark red pupils, Qishen's panicked look was like a little rabbit that was so anxious that its ears were caught by a hunter.
As if he was electrocuted, Gojo Satoru quickly shook off the hand holding Shigami Ginakure.
Then, caught off guard, Qishenyin lost her balance. Under the reaction force, she fell to the ground.
"Five-Tiao-Enlightenment!" The Seven Gods couldn't bear it any longer, "What on earth do you mean?!"
Gojo Satoru was stunned on the spot, his brain was in a state of shutdown, and he didn't seem to understand why his hand suddenly moved away from Shichigami just now.
"Hey, what are you asking for?!" Qishenyin looked up at DK, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. She felt like her neck was about to break.
Damn Gojo Satoru, why are you so tall? Emotional intelligence is all used to grow taller, right? ! !
Qishenyin now wanted to cut off half of Gojo Satoru's long legs, and then weld them to her own body.
Gojo Satoru tilted his head in confusion: "What...what do you mean?"
He was stunned, his eyes always moving back and forth between his hands and Qishenyin.
I don’t understand, and I can’t figure it out.
At that moment, my body reacted without thinking...
Gojo Satoru scratched his head. Although he didn't understand why he had just thrown away Shikami Yin, when he saw Shikami Yin's angry look, he still had a rare emotional intelligence boost——
"Seven Gods, are you angry?"
Gojo Satoru asked, his tone suddenly softened, like a poor cat who suddenly realized that he had done something wrong.
But this guy didn't wear the round-framed sunglasses like a fortune teller today. His blue eyes were shining under the sunlight. For a moment, Qishenyin was suffocating, and there was something he wanted to say. When it came to his mouth, None of it can be used.
"You, you, you..." Qishenyin stammered, wildly hinting in his heart that he must never be tempted by beauty.
"I, I'm warning you, don't pretend to be pitiful!"
Shichigamiyin pointed at Gojo Satoru and kept telling himself that "form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."
However, the next second, Gojo Satoru held her extended finger, and then he lowered his head...
With the gleaming blue eyes within reach, the Seven Gods completely broke through her defenses: Actually, it seemed...she wasn't that angry anymore...
