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"This is……?"

"The new kid in the company." Jianren Nanami struggled for a few seconds, but decided not to expose Haruki in front of Gojo Satoru.

He thinks that he is just an ordinary colleague of Haruki Jushan, even if they are both magicians, Haruki Jushan just cried with him for half an hour about his high school career, and when he woke up the next morning, I am just a simple passer-by in his life.

As an ordinary colleague who didn't know anything about his background, even if he knew some inside information about Jushan Haruki's high school graduation, he still didn't have the right to make choices for him under the banner of doing his best.

It is the duty of an adult not to intervene in the suffering of others.

But he swears that this is the last time to finish up for this cheap junior, Qihai Jianren can't count how many things he has found for him because of Jushan Haruki.

"Your company seems to have a lot of stories." Gojo Satoru looked at the weeping figure with a delicate tone.

"By the way," Gojo Gojo's mobile phone rang in his hand, interrupting his thoughts. He picked up the mobile phone and glanced at it, and finally remembered why he came here. "There is a curse spirit nearby. Did you get rid of it?"

Jianren Qihai was stunned for a second before he realized that the curse spirit he was talking about was the one that he and Haruki Jushan exterminated yesterday.

"Yes." Jianren Qihai nodded without changing his face, and took all the blame for the other protagonist in the incident, "Sorry, I didn't expect to let the senior run away."

"It's okay," Gojo Satoru shook the plastic bag in his hand nonchalantly, "I took this mission mainly to drop by."

He came to buy dessert.

Now that the object of the task has been solved long ago, Gojo Satoru puts one hand in his pocket and prepares to leave. His former apprentice has already entered a new life. For a former magician who is determined to leave the world of magic and start a new life, he has no intention of going. disrupt his life.

And he didn't seem to want to introduce his social circle -- especially that drunk colleague to him.

He didn't realize the fact that it would be strange if Jianren Qihai introduced a drunk person to him.

But for that drunk person... Gojo Satoru frowned, obviously he was very sure that this was definitely an ordinary person without magic power, but looking at that figure from behind, he always had the illusion of deja vu.

Ordinary people you have met before?The Wutiao family has a big business and involves a wide range of industries. In addition, Qihai Jianren is a financial-related practitioner. He might have met him somewhere.

On this side, Jianren Nanami, who had finally sent Gojo Satoru away, immediately stuffed the troublesome man next to him into a taxi, and drove him to the door of his house without stopping. After handing over Haruki Yoshiyama to his friend, he was relieved for a while. tone.

Although I don't know what he did after graduation, but looking at this house, he seems to be doing well.

Qihai Jianren, who was completely unaware of himself and unconsciously started to take care of the aftermath for the younger generation, finally ended the painful team building overtime and returned home.

On the other side, Fu Heihui and Tsumiji were rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for medicine.

Both of them were minors who didn't drink much, and they didn't have any hangover medicine at home. After searching the Internet, Tsumiji went to prepare hangover soup, leaving only Fu Heihui alone in the sea of ​​medicine and yam, trying to find a symptomatic medicine. of.

"Ota's Isan...?" He dragged out what looked like a hangover cure from under a pile of pills, and slowly read the instructions.

"Can this cure the hangover?" He shook the pill box suspiciously.

The crashing sound of aluminum pharmaceutical tablet boards shaking in the box startled Haruki Juyama who was next to him. With difficulty, he judged that the person beside him was Fu Heihui, and then asked with confidence: "What is this?"

"Probably the hangover medicine..." Fu Heihui said uncertainly.

"The instructions say it helps digestion, neutralizes stomach acid, promotes body fluids to quench thirst, and protects the spleen?"

Jushan Haruki suddenly had red eyes without warning: "It sounds like it's much better than me, I can't even do this..."

"Let him live for me."

"...Why do you want to compare with a box of stomach medicine?" Fu Heihui paused, and questioned from the soul of a sober human being who is not yet drunk.

The next morning, when Haruki Jushan woke up, the sky was bright.

The memory still remained before he drank the first glass of wine after entering the izakaya last night. He rubbed his head with difficulty, digging out the sleeping consciousness from the deepest part of his mind.

"System..." He had a terrible headache, staggered out of bed and poured himself a glass of water before asking in confusion, "Why does my head hurt so much?"

【Because you are drunk. 】

Jushan Haruki thought of the wine that he couldn't bear to look at directly, and he was shocked: "Did something happen last night?"

What happened last night... There were too many things happened last night. I asked Jianren Qihai to talk about how he worked with Wujo Wu Xia Youjie in the high school, and then met Wujo Wu on the way, and asked Fu Heihui Why can't he produce body fluids to quench his thirst and protect his spleen? Finally, he went into the room and yelled, trying to summon himself to come out and chat with him.

The system took a deep breath and showed a calm smile before the storm: 【Come on, let me show you a video. 】

After watching the video, Haruki Jushan fell into a long silence: "I would like to pay a lot of money for a pair of eyes that have never seen this video."

"I don't think I can go to work without changing my face, and then face Jianren Qihai as usual." He buried his head deeply in his arms.

[You don't have to face it if it's okay,] the system's tone is pitiful, [The good news is that the supervisor has given you leave, and you don't have to go to work today. 】

"What about the bad news?"

[There are still four days before Xia Youjie comes to you to ask for the 300 million. In the last few days, the finances are also on holiday, and no payment will be made. 】

"I'd better pass out." Jushan Haruki rolled his eyes.

He poked his head out of the quilt in pain: "I think I need to do some unethical but necessary things."

"For example, why do I have to rely on my own hands to earn the 300 million, I can obviously just swipe my previous bank card."

"I've decided," he flipped out of the quilt, "I'm going to the high school to see if I can find my relics."

Just doing what he said, Haruki Jushan skipped work under false pretenses, and climbed into the school through the back wall of the high school dressed like a dog.

"Wait...system," he said in a trembling tone, "do you feel the eerie silence of today's high school?"

In silence, he walked all over the school, but he didn't see a living person.

Although it is normal to say that there are few conjuration experts, it is too outrageous not to see a living person during get out of class time.Wouldn't it be that the college has stopped running the school directly because of the serious shortage of conjurers over the years?

Jushan Haruki tiptoed into the archives of the high school, trying to rummage through his own files to see if there was a record of the relics disposal and the funeral process.

He rummaged through the file cabinet for a long time, looked at his phone, and suddenly realized a serious problem.

"System... Is it Bon Odori Festival these days?"

[Yes. 】The system is checking information, casually said perfunctorily.

"Do you think there will be some wonderful phenomenon of quantum entanglement that caused me to enter the inner world of the high school?" Haruki Jushan looked around and picked a magic tool at hand, and he didn't know what was in the inner world. In the end, with or without magic power, wouldn't he have to fight hard without it.

【Won't. 】

The system that finally found the information took a deep breath: [There is no one in the high school today because everyone went to the Kyoto school to participate in the sister school exchange meeting. 】

"...Oh, it's all right." Jushan Haruki put down the magic tool in his hand with a blank expression.