Is that really the case? It was just a coincidence. Tezuka silently put away the slashing knife and didn't say a word about the joke of the store manager Urahara. No matter what he said, he was still too far away.

"Don't overthink it, take everything step by step." The manager of Urahara didn't say a word when he saw Tezuka, "By the way, do you still have a class today?" ”

Tezuka was stunned for a moment, and then reacted quickly, "No, what time is it?" Tezuka scrambled to the exit, "You're going to kill me, store manager!" I'm going to die, I'm going to die, but today I have that devil Nishino's lesson! The bag is still at home, it's over! Finished! ”

"Cut, that's the end of the comparison?" I was bored and looked at Tezuka who left in a hurry.

"Compared to us, this contest is the most meaningful for Silence," Liyue waved to the store manager Urahara not far away.

Tezuka ran all the way, got home, picked up his school bag and rushed to school again. It's already time for class, Tezuka stood in front of the closed school gate and looked inside, it seems that this body is still good, running much faster than before, and it won't get tired, although it's late.

Tezuka looked left and right, making sure there wasn't much around him. He looked up at the corridor of his classroom, gritted his teeth with determination, and at the same time his figure slowly became transparent, and then turned into a touch of Lingzi and led his schoolbag through a wide open window.

Wow, it really works! Tezuka originally just wanted to try, but he didn't expect it to be a success. If you can even do such a thing, won't it be easy to skip class in the future?

Tezuka retracted his chaotic thoughts, saw the slender figure of the devil Nishino in front of the lectern outside the classroom, and swallowed his saliva. The difficulty is still in front of you, fight, die and die! Tezuka opened the classroom door like a glorious death, "I'm sorry, I ......"

"Tezuka? Why are you here, aren't you sick? The head teacher Nishino looked at him suspiciously, and the eyes of the class also focused on Tezuka.

Sick? What does it mean to be sick? Tezuka's gaze swept to the students in the audience, and he saw Tsukishima in it. Tsukishima winked at him, as if he knew something.

"Uh, it's better, I don't feel so uncomfortable, I'm afraid of falling behind in class." Tezuka grabbed his head, since the devil Nishino didn't make things difficult for himself, he couldn't ask for it, and he didn't care if he was sick or not, he promised to come down first.

"Very good, this is my student, sick or something. Let's get to the seat," Nishino-sensei was quite happy, completely opposite to Tezuka's imaginary criticism of splitting his head and covering his face, "Murano, lend Tezuka the handouts after class." ”

Tezuka walked to his seat with a blank face, still not figuring out the situation. Forget it, wouldn't that be nice?

"Hey, do you know why that demon thinks you're sick?" At noon, Tezuka and Tsukishima stood on the rooftop of the roof, Tsukishima holding a box of milk and a bag of bread in his hand, his mouth full but still not affecting his speech. The two of them had been standing here for a while, and Tezuka had just told Tsukishima what had happened after he woke up, but in exchange for a sigh.

"Didn't you take the leave for me?" Tezuka wondered why Tsukishima asked this, it was impossible for someone else to help him except him, after all, he was very inconspicuous in the class and had no friends.

Tsukishima leaned against the railing, half-tilted his head, and pressed the boxed milk upside down to his mouth, "You think I can help you take a leave of absence from that demon?" He thought Tezuka's question was idiotic, "Do you think I have what it takes to bargain with the devil?" ”

"Who could that be?" Tezuka scratched his head and couldn't think of anyone who would do such a thing for him.

"It's Murano." Tsukishima suddenly leaned over to Tezuka's side with a weird smile on his face, "Is she interesting to you?" Don't say that you look carefully or reasonable, you look at this white face. Tsukishima said and reached out and poked Tezuka's face.

Tezuka pushed Tsukishima away, "Don't talk nonsense, I can count all the words that Murano-san and I have said since the beginning of school to the present." ”

"You're so stupid," Tsukishima whispered as he put his hand around Tezuka's shoulder, "Girls are very reserved, and they don't usually tell you that they like you, but they will show you their feelings from places where you can feel but are not noticeable. For example, I made you a bento, or I greeted you when I saw you and found some common topics. ”

Tezuka's face was in disbelief, and that beautiful face appeared in his mind again, "Impossible, how could Murano-san's help me ask for leave, you must be teasing me." ”

Tezuka was shaking his head when there was a "squeak," and the door to the rooftop opened. The two of them looked over in unison and found that it was the Murano Twilight Butterfly they were talking about.

Tsukishima's reaction was quick, and he pushed Tezuka away and patted the breadcrumbs on his body, "That, I still have some things, let's talk." As he spoke, he walked towards the door of the rooftop and secretly made a "come on" gesture to Tezuka.

"It's okay, Tsukishima-san, you can stay here." Murano replied with a smile as he brushed his hair in his ears that was blown up by the wind.

"No, no, no, that, my stomach hurts a little, so I'll go back first." Tsukishima thought that she had heard the conversation just now, and wanted to slip away, so as not to cause anything else, at least not to have any handle in the hands of the squad leader.

"I said you don't have to go, don't you understand?" A familiar feeling forcibly stopped Tsukishima's steps.

Tsukishima's face changed quickly, his eyes were fixed on Murano, and one hand reached into his trouser pocket, "Who are you?" How can you have spiritual pressure on you? ”

Murano was pleased with Tsukishima's nervous expression, "It turns out that this kind of thing is called spiritual pressure, and that monster from a few days ago was like that, right?" ”

"Hey, answer me." Tsukishima's brows twisted into a knot, and he took out a coin from his trouser pocket and turned it into a sharp blade, "Why do you have spiritual pressure on you?" What exactly is your purpose? ”

"Tsukishima, Murano-san may have her difficulties, so let's listen to her first," Tezuka stepped forward, wanting to stop Tsukishima's further troubles.

"Don't come, Tezuka." Tsukishima raised the knife and pointed at Murano, the cold light on the knife made Tezuka's heart full of uneasiness, "Don't you notice, what she has on her body is a void spiritual pressure?" ”

After such a reminder from the Moon Island, Tezuka suddenly came to his senses, yes, the spiritual pressure on Murano-san's body is very similar to the spiritual pressure of the Great Void that he killed last time.

"It's really a void spiritual pressure, how can it be, Murano-san, you ......" The expression on Tezuka's face became incredulous.

"I don't understand what you're saying." Murano seemed a little afraid of the long knife in Tsukishima's hand, and she took a half step back, "I'm just here to ask for help, I don't have any other ideas." ”

"Asking for help? Interesting, he continued, "Tsukishima does not have the slightest image of putting down the knife," talk about how a human can have a void spiritual pressure. ”