Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

For some reason, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt a chill.

The ultra-intuitive sense of calling the police on time, like an alarm clock, buzzed, as if there was a fresh alarm again.

He subconsciously glanced left and right to make sure that his classmates were all intact.

This extra-curricular practice class was a bit beyond Sawada Tsunayoshi's expectations.He doesn't know what the spell is, and if he takes off his glasses, he can't even see the shadow of the spell. Going to class all day is like listening to a bible, and his eyes are dizzy and dizzy. I dreamed back to the day when Reborn tapped my head with a hammer on the back of a thick book of Vengley's family history.

...not to mention homework.Sawada Tsunayoshi broke down and cried many times: The Italian math test paper at the Mafia Academy is fine, why can't I escape homework even in my dreams? ? ? ? ?

At the end of the tossing, balls of draft paper were thrown on the floor, and Tsunayoshi Sawada could not analyze "the relationship between the birth of the fourth-level curse spirit and the local humanities and social sciences and the negative emotions of the living humans."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: What's the matter?Is there a relationship between parasites and hosts? ? ?

He really didn't know what to write, so he closed his eyes and copied a story about a pen fairy, and prayed from the bottom of his heart that the principal would not dismiss him because of this.

So, after writing so many homework, it is no wonder that Tsunayoshi Sawada thought that this extracurricular practice would go to a remote and quiet village. Maybe there are still crows with unknown meanings parked on the telegraph poles in the village, with pairs of black eyes. Stare straight at a group of students.

The result is here.Still Tokyo, still indoors.

It turned out to be an unexpectedly luxurious and modern shopping mall.

The shopping mall should be dozens of floors high. Like every fashionable commercial building, most of the upper part is office buildings, and the lower ten floors are shopping areas.

Eat, drink, have fun, necessities, consumer goods and luxury goods are all available.

The eyes of a group of teenagers and girls instantly brightened like stars in the sky.

"Yes, yes, yes~" the teacher leading the team said lightly, raised his right index finger and dangled it unceremoniously, telling a group of students in the shopping mall to follow his fingers with their eyes involuntarily like puppies. He smiled and said: "After the practical class is over, everyone can move freely~"

The real leading teacher is indifferent: "No, five—"

Before I finished speaking, I was overwhelmed by the cheers of the students: "Amazing!! That's great!!!!!! I love you to death!! Invincible Wutiao-sama——!!!!"

ah.Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help complaining.The eyes are dead, Nanami-sensei.

...but he understands.I don’t know why, but the 16-year-old Peng Gelie’s new leader has already deeply felt the same resonance as Qihai Jianren——

A reliable companion?nonexistent.

Complete the task smoothly?nonexistent.

The false guardian of Pengo Li, the real kindergarten children.

The false leader of Vengley, the real kindergarten principal.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: ...I am only 16 years old, what have I experienced?

Sawada Tsunayoshi: It can’t, at least it shouldn’t.

Another Jianren Qihai, who has been bullied by his seniors since the first year of junior high school, also doesn't want to talk for the time being.

He didn't know what he did wrong, why he had to meet not only Wutiao seniors, but also Wutiao teachers in his life.

... Not only do you have to meet ten years ago, but also ten years later in the new world, you also have to hold your nose and face the head of the Wutiao family, and the teacher Wutiao.

Jianren Qihai: It can’t, at least it shouldn’t.

He pressed his eye sockets with the heels of his palms and sighed, and went up to try to stop the unseemly adults.

This Wutiao teacher fell from the sky early this morning.

He still wears the uniform of the high school teacher, still has the surging unlimited spell power all over his body, and still has the unique six eyes.

It is absolutely indistinguishable from the outside.It's just that the expression on that face is very different from that of another Wutiao family head who has gradually become indifferent in recent years.

Therefore, at just one glance, Jianren Qihai, who had met ten years ago, recognized it: it was Gojo Satoru from another world who had trained and taught them with a smile.

Jianren Qihai didn't know what to say for a moment.

He wanted to ask "Do you know what the hell the world has become like?!", he wanted to scold "what are you going to do again", and he wanted to yell "Hurry up and wake up the five seniors", and he wanted to say: "look…………"

Gojo Satoru came over. After 11 years, their heights are finally not that much different.

The man sized Qihai Jianren up, stared at him, and said, "Aren't you wearing glasses?"

Jianren Qihai was choked up for a moment, and felt confused when he was talking to Gojo Satoru: "...I'm not short-sighted," he said with difficulty, and decided that if this person laughed again, he would ignore etiquette and beat him up: "Teacher Wutiao."

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru smiled contentedly, and asked him casually, "Where's Jie?"

Jianren Qihai was a little surprised that this person asked this question, but he was not so surprised, so he replied, "In the office of the faculty and staff."

Now Gojo Satoru smiled a little more heartily. "Very good," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, and repeated, "Very good."

………… The result of "very good" is that the two people fought with real swords and guns.

No.They didn't completely let go of the fight, neither of them used spells or incantations, otherwise, where would there be only one playground that was destroyed?

After the fight, Gojo Gojo seemed to let out the depression that had accumulated in his heart for a long time. He covered his eyes and let out a long breath, patted his gray hair clean, and cheated with the reversal technique Healed myself of the black and blue panda eye that was punched out of the left eye socket.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, Jie is really merciless!" Gojo Satoru grinned, while healed his wounds all over his body, he leaned over and stretched out his hand to pull him up, "But I still won, right?"

Xia Youjie, who was always good-tempered in front of the students, was so angry that he pressed his injured shoulder and scolded him: "Win a fart! Isn't it because you are cheating?!"

After both of them stood up, Xia Youjie called him to stop.

"I, in another world, am I dead?" He said calmly.

The person who answered him was also very calm: "No. I became a curse master and killed many people."

Xia Youjie: "...Although it's not that I didn't expect it at all, I really didn't expect it, right?"

He paused and said again.

"According to the plan, I also plan to beat Wu to wake him up. Obviously I hate the high-level people in the magic circle so much, but now they have all disintegrated, and now they have gone on the old road that makes people sick. It's really shameless."

"You too." Xia Youjie said, "The other me, if it doesn't work, you go and beat him up too."

Gojo Satoru on the opposite side smiled, a little relieved, "Okay."

"Ah, but," before turning to leave, Gojo Satoru from another world said again, his voice soft. "You probably don't have to beat him up."

"Someone personally untied the ankle chain that bound him like a cocoon, and coaxed him to fly forward."

Gojo Satoru said in a low voice:

"...It's really enviable."

That expression was hidden under the slightly drooping snow-white forehead, quiet and deserted.

Jianren Qihai stood aside.

He thought that he would never see Gojo Satoru sad in his life, but now he saw it.

...After a while, the sad one became himself.

Gojo Satoru cleared up his mood very quickly, and he didn't let go when he caught Jianren Qihai, yelling, "Show me my future lovely student", "What? Extracurricular practice? There are such good things?!", "What ? I’m Gojo Satoru? You don’t trust me to teach students, what are you kidding?!”

Qihai Jianren's face was numb: Please give me back the sympathy I just had.

He is not Mr. Dazai, he has the ability to shut up two annoying spirits with just one look.

Only that man can tame Gojo Satoru.

...So the result is that Jianren Qihai stood here, suppressed a group of students who were already noisy before class with a cold face, and suppressed Gojo Satoru, who was even more noisy than the students, with "go to sue Mr. Dazai".

"above."

The reliable adults are unmoved, "There is a first-level curse spirit hidden in the commercial building that has been subdued by the high school. The purpose of this lesson is to find out the curse spirit and guide it at the same time without alarming ordinary people." Ordinary people take refuge."

"Therefore, the entire commercial building is full of ordinary customers who don't understand the situation. Please be careful not to cause panic and crowd commotion."

Qihai Jianren paused and added:

"Although the logistics system has already ensured the safety of the class place, if there is an emergency, you must evacuate as soon as possible, and notify me and Teacher Wutiao! Do you understand?"

Gojo Satoru next to him was full of smiles: "Yes, don't worry~ I'm the strongest~"

A group of students had bright eyes: "Understood! Mr. Qihai! Master Wutiao!!"

I'm so excited!

At least Tsunayoshi Sawada's arm hurt from being pulled by his deskmate.

The student really couldn't hide the nature of his little fan, and screamed silently: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh in private! It's so close to the people! Ohhhhhh I'm so excited! You say I'll wait." Rushing up to ask for an autograph—"

As if he heard the movement here, Gojo Satoru gave a wink to Sawada Tsunayoshi (and the classmates around him) from afar.

同桌快晕过去了：“啊啊啊啊啊啊五条大人就好像换了个人一样啊啊啊啊啊居然还会眨眼我死了我死了——！！！！”

Sawada Tsunayoshi: Because that is another person ==.

For a moment, his eyes were dead.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: Let’s talk about Mr. Gojo, you are here to destroy the image of another Mr. Gojo, is it really okay......

No no no you are still too young 27 jun.

When you see another "Mr. Wujo" who has no lower limit, I'm afraid you can't help but believe:

These two people are essentially the same.

At this time, the class next door had already been divided into groups. Yoshino Junpei and his friends walked over together, and Knotaba Yuhito waved enthusiastically to say hello:

"Shall we go together? Let's have a competition who can find the curse spirit first!"

he said with a bright smile.

***

When the alarm was received, the teacher's lounge of the Tokyo Conjuration College had changed into another scene for some reason.

The "honorable head of the Gojo family", "the respected and trusted Mr. Gojo", "the Mr. Gojo who has become more and more unkind in recent years", because he wanted the teacher to feed him wagashi with his own hands, he lost his temper at this time Rubbing back and forth on the sofa like a long-haired cat—and no matter whether such a long strip of my own will cause distress to others.

Xia Youjie, who was sitting next to him, had already been kicked down, and now he was standing up and taking a deep breath, smiling blackly.

The leader Dazai couldn't do anything about being dawdled, he smiled tenderly and glanced at Gojo Satoru, gently held the student's thumb, and then—

Push back hard!

Gojo Satoru: "Aww!!!!!!"

Pain to tears!

The overly excited white-haired cat finally withered, and shrank into a small ball with grievances, "Teacher, you actually used torture methods to deal with me, huh~" He didn't care that the entire face of the diva on the opposite side was wrinkled in disgust, Still relying on being pampered and desperately acting like a baby: "Teacher, tell me~ Do you still love me or not~~~"

Before he heard the cold answer from the leader Dazai, he coaxed himself, "Teacher must love me the most~ Hehe!"

Xia Youjie: "This person's brain is hopeless, Nitro, come and show him."

Jia Ruozi refused San Lian: "It can't be cured. Wait for death. Farewell."

The air inside and outside the lounge was suddenly filled with joy.

At this time, Ye Mozheng came back after answering the phone, raised his hand and turned on the monitoring screen on the wall.

"Get serious!" he snapped!

"A new alert has appeared, the grade is a rare special grade, the number is two, and the location is—"

"The place of extracurricular practice in the first year of high school."

But no one panicked at all, Xia Youjie was quite happy: "Oh, it's a rare special grade?" Turning his head, "Wu, don't fight me! I haven't seen any special grade in the past two years. Very inadequate."

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

Ahhh, these problem children! ! !

But for some reason, he couldn't help laughing.