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A suspicious suffocated laugh escaped Mimiko's throat.

"What?" Jushan Haruki looked at her solemnly, "Do you have an old mobile phone to replace?"

Under Nanako's eyes of accusation, Mimiko quickly shut up: "I didn't."

"It's so lively." A familiar voice came from behind Xia Youjie.

Gojo Satoru didn't know when he appeared from the woods behind him, followed behind him by the company's predecessor Nanami Jianren who he was familiar with.

He wore a high school uniform today, and wrapped his eyes with bandages. Anyone who saw his attire couldn't help but want to hand him a guide stick or a guide dog for the first time.

When Fu Heihui called her, he said that Gojo Wu couldn't get through on the phone, so he came to look for him, and now this person who couldn't find him a few hours ago, just like that, Shi Shiran and Qihai Jianren appeared in 88 under the bridge.

How did Gojo Satoru find this place?

"He finally made up his mind to take out the unused brain from the factory?" Jushan Haruki looked at the bandages wrapped around his head and complained to the system.

[To be honest,] the system was silent for a while, [I think he looks much more blind than you. 】

Jushan Haruki was speechless.

Indeed, Gojo Satoru's eyes are wrapped in bandages. Those who know know that he has six eyes. Those who don't know think that he just went to the plastic surgery hospital to have his double eyelids cut.

"Everyone is here." Gojo Wu, who is really blind, came out of the woods and waved his hand very familiarly, then Shi Shi ran to Fu Heihui while Xia Youjie squinted his eyes and couldn't see clearly. around.

Just after finishing the task behind him, Qi Hai sighed insignificantly when he was pulled over as a driver.

He felt that after returning to the magic world, it seemed that Gojo-senpai had continued to take on the unfinished responsibilities of Haruki Hazuki, taking pleasure in oppressing him every day.Obviously, after completing the task, he can go home, but Gojo Satoru insists on sending him here on the grounds that he can't drive.

"Hui," Wujo Satoru, who had just squeezed Nanami Jianren, touched Fu Heihui's hair with a smile, and continued to touch Fu Heihui's hair after being slapped away by his palm, and then when he smelled so bad that it looked like he was about to die in the next second Asked with a dog-biting expression, "You seemed to call me just now to find something."

"I didn't get through to your call just now," Fu Heihui said stiffly, "I'm fine now."

Even Tsumiji was rescued, what else could he do.He obviously didn't mention the 88 Bridge to Wujo Wu, how did he find it?

Fu Heihui thought for a second, then gave up thinking.

It is better not to occupy the cpu for such questions that obviously cannot be answered by oneself.

He tried to take a step back to free his hair from Gojo Satoru's clutches, but who would have thought that Gojo Satoru would take a step back as he stepped back.

Gojo Satoru followed him and took a step back, fighting with Xia Youjie's eyes while continuing to touch his hair.

"I underestimated the childishness of the two of them." Haruki Yoshiyama, who watched the whole process of the silent rivalry between the two nervous classmates, said slowly to the system.

Xia Youjie was touching Nanako's hair, and Gojo Satoru was about to run to touch Fu Heihui's. These were some strange desires to win.

Why are these two people always full of desire to compare in these strange things?

Gojo Satoru's sudden arrival broke the atmosphere of the conversation just now. He glanced around with a good feeling, and suddenly looked at Tsumiki who looked normal. After scanning her up and down, Gojo Satoru accurately locked his eyes On her knee: "Your leg hurt?"

As soon as he said this, Fu Heihui, who had a stinky face, squatted down nervously.

Gojo Satoru touched the air with his hand that was still hanging in the air.

Xia Youjie unexpectedly managed to win a round in this childish game.

"What's the matter with your leg?" Megumi Fukuro, who caused Gojo Satoru to lose in this childish competition, frowned and looked at Tsumiki's knee.

A large piece of skin had been scratched on her knee, and it was still oozing blood. It looked like it had just been scratched when she lay down in the cave.

"Come up," Fu Heihui frowned looking at her bleeding wound, "I'll carry you back."

Without waiting for Tsumiji to answer, he directly stuffed the schoolbag in her hand into the hand of Gojo Satoru standing next to him: "Don't you know that your own leg is injured?"

The curse spirit that suddenly appeared just now was obviously going towards the classmate next to Tsumiji at the beginning. As an ordinary person who knew the existence of the magic world and the magic spirit, she was alone when surrounded by magicians Block up first.

When I blocked it, my leg was still injured.

Just now the curse spirit came too suddenly, and the exorcism was too sudden, and everyone present didn't react. It was only after Fu Heihui saw her bruised leg that the belated anger rushed to his heart.

He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and Tsumiki was a wounded man with a scraped leg, so he had to sulk at the air.

"Ah... In that case, let's go back first." Gojo Satoru, who was standing there, looked at Fu Heihui, whose face fell down instantly, and said slowly, "Let's bandage Tsumiki's leg first when we go back."

After all, she is just an ordinary person who has not received any training and cannot see the magic spirit.

"And this classmate...?" He seemed to have just noticed another girl.

"Let me deliver it." Qihai Jianren, a reliable social animal man who hadn't said anything, stood up in time to stop him.

Gojo Satoru turned his head regretfully.

"Then send Tsumiji and Hui home first." He looked at Hui who was carrying Tsumiki on his back, and very smoothly threw the schoolbags of the two middle school students in his hand into the hands of the panda, and then walked leisurely The first to go.

Fu Heihui resigned to her fate and followed behind Tsumiji's back.

Today, he went to the test of courage without authorization because of Jin Meiji, and he was anxious and angry when he encountered the curse spirit. In addition, Jin Meiji was injured and kept silent. He knew what would happen if he was hit by the curse spirit. Get in front of your classmates.

After all these incidents, when he returned home and sat on the sofa to disinfect Tsumiji's wound with iodine, his hands were a little heavy.

"Hiss—" Tsumiki sucked in a small breath from the pain of the alcohol-stimulated wound.

"You still know it hurts." Fu Heihui angrily relaxed the movements of his hands, threw the cotton swab covered with gravel into the trash can, and took out another one.

"Why didn't you know it hurt when you stood in front of it just now?"

He didn't wait for Jin Meiji to open his mouth and continued: "It's your trick again? Helping others unequally? The people you want to help have never gone to the 88 Bridge. If I hadn't stopped them, I would not have time to get there today." uncertain."

"Hui," Tsumiji said helplessly, "you're fighting with someone again."

"Yeah, if I don't fight with others, you won't be able to wait for me today."

After they went in, they couldn't find a way out again. The curse spirit entrenched in the barnacle obviously wanted to trap two ordinary people jk in it. If they didn't go tonight, Tsumeiki and the others would be trapped inside. For several days and nights, no one knew.

Just when the two siblings were about to quarrel, the door was knocked lightly twice.

It was Jianren Qihai who came back after sending another girl off.

He sighed as soon as he came in, Haruki Jushan looked at Gojo Satoru, who was paralyzed on the sofa, looking like an old man, and then at Jianren Nanami, who sat on the sofa with his back straight no matter how tired he was. Later, I began to think about what these two people were doing during the day.

He had never seen Jianren Qihai so tired when he was at work.

Gojo Satoru is really a man more terrifying than stocks.

By the way, go to work...

Haruki Jushan suddenly remembered that he still had a class to attend.

"Senior," he poked Jianren Qihai guiltily, "I didn't go to work for seven or eight days, so the company didn't call me."

"Because you have already resigned." Wujo Satoru said happily beside him.

Haruki Jushan stood up: "Who resigned!"

Jianren Qihai pinched the bridge of his nose wearily: "Me."

Haruki Juyama sat down.