Chapter 16

Yega Masamichi's face was so gloomy that it seemed like ink could drip out. Looking at the students kneeling in a row, the veins on his forehead jumped particularly happily.

"Tell me, what happened to you guys abandoning the assistant supervisor?" He took a deep breath and barely controlled his anger. The only remaining trace of teacher's ethics allowed him to remain calm.

Feng Zaolin finally knew what they had forgotten.

It turned out that the assistant supervisor had forgotten.

Gojo Satoru retorted with confidence: "How do I know? Won't he go back by himself?"

This answer made Yega Masamichi even more angry. He continued with a dark face: "Then whose idea was it to ride the unregistered curse spirit this time?"

The other three people had no friendship at all and betrayed Gojo Satoru without hesitation.

Gojo Satoru admitted it very straightforwardly and said disapprovingly: "It's just a curse spirit."

Looking at his sloppy appearance, Yega Masamichi's anger could no longer be suppressed.

This guy is lawless and needs to be taught a lesson.

The man raised his hand and hit the white head with a 100% critical strike of justice iron fist.

It looks so painful.

Seeing this, Rin Kazehaya and Naoko Ieiri both retreated backwards, trying to pretend that they didn't exist.

Gojo Satoru touched the big bump on his head and said unconvincedly, "That's Jie's cursed spirit. Why did you only hit me?"

Obviously, he was unwilling to be beaten alone and planned to drag another person into the water.

What a good friend of mine!

Geto Summer Oil glanced at him.

It felt like something that was not very reliable to begin with, and it broke into slag with a "crack".

After beating, Masamichi Yaga also remembered the other three. His stern eyes were like two sharp blades, "swish" sweeping across the other people.

Rin Kazehaya and Naoko Ieiri immediately lowered their heads and put on an extremely well-behaved look.

"Teacher Yaga, I was wrong. I will definitely register next time." Geto Summer Oil tried to struggle, adjusted the expression on his face, and tried to make himself look more sincere.

Yaga Masamichi, who had seen through the essence of the problematic DK, didn't fall for this trick now. Don't think he didn't know that when Gojo Satoru was beaten, the other three were laughing.

Another ruthless iron fist attack caused another person in the classroom to hold his head and cry out in pain.

Gojo Satoru was not the only one who was beaten, so he felt relieved and grinned with a particularly gloating expression.

Xiayou Jie covered his head and rolled his eyes at him.

As for the other two...

the JKs who were shivering in each other's arms were like pitiful stray cats in the pouring rain.

Yega Masamichi's attitude was inexplicably gentle: "Go back and write a self-criticism, 2,000 words, one fist for each word missing."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand: "Do I have to write it?"

He had already been beaten, so he didn't need to write a self-criticism.

Yega Masamichi felt that his fist was hard again, and he decisively issued an ultimatum: "All four of you have to write it."

Gojo Satoru felt that this was very unreasonable, and when he was about to protest, Xiayou Jie covered his mouth with his backhand.

Yega Masamichi waved his hand tiredly, signaling them to get out.

In the corridor, Gojo Satoru said with an unhappy face: "Why do I have to write a self-criticism after being beaten?"

Xia Yujie rubbed his still aching head and said faintly: "Our friendship is over."

Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear to him and turned around to look for the girl's location.

"You can try." Feng Haya Rin looked at her friend and suggested with a smile: "Why don't you come to my place to play tonight?"

"I want to go too!" A fluffy white head suddenly popped up.

"No." Feng Haya Rin refused mercilessly.

She bought an otome game with some adult content. How could she play with a male classmate.

Gojo Satoru originally wanted to pester her, but suddenly thought of the bookstore. He shyly skipped the topic and turned to use the newly learned JK tone to act coquettishly: "Satoru-chan might have had a concussion."

The two tones switched freely within a day, which made Jiaru Naoko sigh that it takes talent to be a foxy girl.

Feng Haya Rin raised the corners of her lips and quickly touched the white head she had been spying on for a long time.

The delicate, fluffy, and somewhat cool snow-white hair felt like fine silk.

It was just as good as she imagined, and she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Gojo Satoru's bent body froze. The girl's hands were inserted into his hair, and her fingertips accidentally passed over his scalp. The warm body temperature seemed to carry an electric current, producing a strange tingling sensation at the point of contact, and quickly spread throughout the body along the spine.

The blood in the body seemed to be flowing upstream, and the boy's fair cheeks were red, like a shrimp cooked by a high fire.

Feng Zaolin noticed something, and her eyes swept across the boy's red ears, and she reluctantly withdrew her hand.

"I'm sorry for petting the cat too much." She pretended to make an excuse to cover up her somewhat rogue behavior.

Gojo Satoru, a typical high-attack and low-defense, had a red face and didn't dare to raise his head.

Without hearing a response, Kazehaya Rin stared at his red cheeks, and suddenly shouted maliciously: "Satoru~"

"Let's go, let's go to training!!"

Gojo Satoru took a big step back as if he had encountered a flood and beast, and then turned around to pull Geto.

Geto staggered by being pulled, and looked at his friend with a red face facing the girl with his back, and smiled with particularly bad intentions: "Satoru, your face is so red, do you need a cooling patch? And don't walk with your hands and feet together."

Geto's words made Gojo Satoru pause, and then he shouted loudly with bluffing: "I like to walk like this."

The boy's exaggerated reaction made Kazehaya Rin laugh out loud.

While laughing, she suddenly noticed the mischievous eyes of the short-haired girl next to her.

Her cheeks turned red after realizing it, and she said in a concealing tone: "Let's go back to play games."

After completing the process of the basic mission, the missions began to fly like snowflakes, and several people went in and out of the high school frequently.

Because of the special nature of the sorcerer, the relationship between the same period will be a little closer.

For example, because the mission location was a little far from the technical college, the assistant supervisor booked a hotel nearby.

The next afternoon, several people walked out of the hotel room together without any awareness.

Gojo Satoru yawned, casually played with his purple hair, and complained dissatisfiedly: "What, you should have played with me last night."

Feng Hayarin rolled his eyes and replied unhappily: "I think Jie's skills are better."

Xiayou Jie rubbed his arms. He played too late last night, and he and Satoru slept directly on the floor. When he heard the conversation between the two, he naturally replied: "Satoru, you are too violent."

Strange conversation.

Jiarui Naoko couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, and silently took a step to the side, pretending that she didn't know this group of people.

The aunt who had just rushed to clean the room outside heard these words and almost threw the broom in her hand.

"Glass? Why are you standing so far away?" Kazehaya Rin noticed her friend's movements immediately, reached out and pulled her over, and continued to point fingers at Gojo Satoru.

Ordinary cooperative puzzle games are always messed up by this guy, causing the modes that are not difficult to become nightmare difficulty in seconds.

The first-year students are currently working in teams to go on missions. It may be that Mr. Yega wants to have someone to take care of them, of course, it is more likely that the two-person team is unreliable.

According to incomplete statistics, if these two guys were not followed by JKs, the problem of the account alone would be enough to make the assistant supervisor hang himself.

In fact, at the beginning, the top management felt that it was a bit extravagant for two quasi-level one and one level two to work together on the mission. After all,

in the world of curses, level two is already the mainstay, and level one is already rarely achieved.

Several people have split up the mission, but Geto Suguru's flying curse spirit is too useful, and there is no need to wait for the assistant supervisor to pick it up, which saves a lot of time.

In fact, the time to exorcise the curse spirit is not very long, and more time is usually spent on rushing.

Gojo Satoru and Kazehaya Rin really like to take a ride, one because they think it saves time, and the other because they feel comfortable.

Later on, several people put together the tasks to complete, because it did not delay the progress of the tasks, and the superiors did not say anything.

The last task was also easily solved. Several people climbed up the Curse Spirit and prepared to go back to Tokyo.

Xiayou Jie asked: "Downtown or back to school?"

Kazehaya Rin raised her hand and said lazily: "Downtown."

"Agreed." Jiairi Naoko touched her pocket and handed her friend a lollipop.

She has quit smoking for a while, and now she usually bites a lollipop when she wants to smoke occasionally.

Kazehaya Rin took the lollipop, peeled off the packaging, put it in her mouth and bit it, and said with curved eyebrows: "Lychee."

She likes this flavor of lollipop.

Jiairi Naoko nodded, thinking to herself that she would prepare more lychee flavor next time, and then threw two more lollipops in front.

Gojo Satoru was chatting with Xiayou Jie about the latest game, and caught the lollipop in the air without looking back. The two continued to discuss what to play first while tearing the outer packaging.

Several people had a lot of fun in the city, and after a sumptuous dinner, they went back to school.

"I remember you said you bought a game that I'm sure I'll like?" Feng Hayarin remembered the mysterious expression of Naoko a few days ago, and asked curiously: "What type?" Naoko

Ieiri nodded: "Otome game."

Feng Hayarin: "Then let's try it tonight."

She wanted to know why Naoko was so sure that she would like that game.

Finally, she can rest. God knows how she became a social animal after entering high school. If it weren't for the rich rewards for the missions, she would have wanted to drop out of school.

"There's something in the infirmary." Naoko Ieiri reminded her friend: "I'll come back later, and I'll bring the game disc and snacks to see you."

Feng Hayarin made an OK gesture to show that she knew, and watched her friend leave.

"What game?" Hearing the conversation of the JK group behind, Xia Yujie turned back with some curiosity.

"Glass is talking about love games." Feng Haya Rin bit her lollipop and said slowly, "I bought it at a promotion at the game store a few days ago."

Gojo Satoru interrupted the topic: "Huh? What's so fun about that? I tell you that the fighting games on my side with Jie are the best."

Feng Haya Rin looked at him with contempt and refused to discuss this issue with him.

It's normal for adolescent girls to like love games. If she hadn't become a sorcerer, she should be thinking about dating that senior now.

Seeing the girl's disdainful look, Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, leaned over to her ear and whispered in a coaxing voice: "Are you really not going to my side?"

This was like the Big Bad Wolf seducing Little Red Riding Hood, which sounded very strange.

"Reject." Feng Haya Rin knew that the meaning of the idiot was actually very simple. It was simply that this guy and Jie were in a three-person row but lacked a nurse.

She didn't like playing support at all. As a person who was full of output, it was really boring to be suppressed and play support. It was okay to play occasionally, but she didn't want to play it all the time.

As for Geto and Gojo Satoru, these two guys would never choose support at all.

In response, someone expressed his dissatisfaction strongly. After confirming that the girl had made up her mind not to go, he changed his words and said, "Then I'm going to play in your room."

Facing the girl's gaze, Xia Yujie shrugged helplessly, indicating that he couldn't control it