"Mirror...... Mirror...... Wake up. ”

Before the "eyes" opened, he felt as if he had "seen" the outside world and the hazy figure holding his "head", being "soaked" in the "spiritual power" of the other party, as if he was being nourished. He also "smelled" some kind of wood burning, wondering, what was wood...... Then, instinctively, he grew a "body", slowly bulged under his eyelids, and after moving, opened a pair of green-toned eyes.

With a "bang", he sat up from the water naked, and looked face-to-face with the young black-haired man in a robe who was kneeling in the water and supporting him. The other party's eyes seemed to shake a little at this moment, but they quickly condensed back, and the purple pupils looked at him peacefully, and the ends of his hair were slightly wet.

The dark hem of the robe sank quietly in the water, and he resembles a blackened Buddha.

"Welcome to this world, Mirror – it's your name. Guannan, this is your surname, so your name is Guannanjing. He touched the naked boy's hair, his fingertips were moist and hot, and the fragrance seemed to emanate from his cuffs: "I'm Xia Youjie." ”

"Tell and lie." Guan Nanjing touched his throat in confusion, felt some organ vibrating, stumbling and emitting a magical undulating tone, and they had their own meaning: "You, no." ”

The gentle temperament of the man opposite suddenly disappeared, and a certain uncomfortable pleasant smile appeared on his face:

"Oh, sure enough, Jing still likes her mother the most, and she will never mistake me - happy birth, do you want to hug?"

He leaned forward and opened his arms, only to be jerked into the water by Guannanjing. While making the sound of my rebellion and breaking my heart, I choked on two mouthfuls of water, and when I got up, the other party had already stumbled up from the pool and stood on the dry ground, looking in the mirror.

In front of the mirror, his face naturally became more "precise", his hair became slightly shorter, and a red dot grew under his lips.

For no reason, but naturally, he made a "shell" for himself.

"What is this?" He asked Kinso, not sure if he was asking what the mirror was or what he was. But it doesn't matter, the answer to the question is the same. Qi Suo was not in a hurry to come up, only stood in the water with wet black hair, looked at him and smiled:

"It's a mirror."

Guan Nanjing looked at "himself", tilted his head expressionlessly, and a question mark seemed to appear above his head.

"I want to go to school." It's been more than ten days since he was born, and when he was led into the "brain" of a spell spirit by Qi Suo to blow the sea breeze and bask in the sun, Guannanjing, who had been playing quietly in the sand, suddenly made a disgusted voice: "I can't learn anything here." ”

The leaky pot that was patiently handing him a small shovel used the little old man's voice to dissuade him bitterly: "Don't, go to school to learn the dead." The human world is too dangerous, and there are many sorcerers who are overbearing and kill spirits for fun. One of the most terrifying is a guy named Satoru Gojo, who has a pair of devilish eyes that can see through your disguise, and will grab the little spell spirit and put it in his mouth and crunch and chew it...... That's how he killed you last month, and it took a lot of effort for your brother to raise you again. ”

Guan Nanjing was indifferent: "I don't care, I don't remember, I want to go to school." ”

Hua Yu didn't speak, it hadn't seen the Guannan Mirror before, it had only started to get along in the past few days, and it was squatting next to the two of them at this time, using the branches stretched out on its foreheads to help stir up the sand. To tell the truth, Guannanjing's growth speed is actually amazingly fast, on the first day of rebirth, when he was brought over by Qi Suo in his arms, he couldn't say a few coherent words in a drowsy state, and his spell power was weak, but now he was a new spell spirit who was so smart and temperamental.

And because of the quarrel with Qi Suo, he almost blew a big hole in this place, so scared that Tuo Gong almost woke up in his sleep and made a big tsunami.

Dhagogen was born much earlier than him, but he was still a muddy mantra, only knowing that he instinctively built his own realm of birth, and could not speak.

Similar to the growth rate of Guannanjing, there is probably only a real person who is now lying under the chair with "Xia Youjie". At this time, this young super-grade spell spirit born from the malice of humans to humans was stretching comfortably, and several threads ran through his face as if they had been stitched together, forming a kind of terrifying and disgusting harmony with the stitches on the door of "Xia Youjie".

While stretching his arms, he shouted at Guannan Mirror: "Mirror, don't become a human here, your magic power is so disgusting, it makes me think that you are really similar to a person - this will make me want to play with your soul~"

The long, sticky voice seemed to be coquettish, but the malice that rushed to his face was incomparably strong, and the real man's evil was obviously sincere, and the desire for destruction flowed unobstructed from his eyes, and at first glance he could not suppress the instinctive desire to kill, twist, maim and torture humans. However, Guan Nanjing would not get used to him like other spell spirits, and in the conniving smile of "Xia Youjie" holding his chin with one hand, he attacked the real person without warning or mercy.

The leaky pot was calm, and he took the moist and solid sand from the branch handed by Hua Yu, and continued to build the castle without moving like a mountain: "It's not bad for children to do more, let them play." ”

However, three seconds later, the real person who deliberately ran by this side stepped on the big project that had been built for two hours and was about to be completed, and let out a beautiful grin.

Clepsydra:......

The head of the leaky kettle is like a boiling kettle, boiling and spewing steam.

"You bastard!!! ——”

"I want to go to school."

When a few spell spirits were in a mess in the dark, tired and collapsed into the sea, as if they were dead and about to be washed away, Guannanjing stepped on them intact and got out of the water, and asked again with Qi Suo, who was lazily lying on a beach chair watching the play. The other party didn't speak, just beckoned to him, Guan Nanjing thought about it and walked over, his long eyelashes on his pale cheeks, and let the other party raise a towel to help him wipe his face, like a harmless little human.

At this age, he hadn't seen it a few times—when he was still a human being, he was brought into the high school at such an age, and when he died, it seemed that he was not the same as he is now. In his last life, he began to change since he was a child, and as soon as he grew to such a big age, he was coaxed into not wanting his own life in order to save them.

Now I'm obviously a lot worse-tempered, more indifferent, and my memory is more distracted, but I'm still thinking about going to school.

Although this was all expected by Qi Suo, every time it was as bad as expected, he couldn't figure out whether it was because Guannanjing was too obsessed or because he failed in education.

When will I be able to be good only with my mother? He sighed, deeply feeling that parenting is really a spiritual lesson, but he also has the patience to be calm in the face of complex challenges - anyway, the future is still very long, and Guan Nanjing can't escape his palm, and he can always teach it well.

"Okay." Xia Youjie's voice was really soft, and if he complained, he also said helplessness and doting a hundred times: "I really can't help you." ”

Guan Nanjing became more and more convinced that he didn't like Qi Suo to speak in this voice.

"So don't tease the students with such a disgusting tone...... Please pay attention to the issue of teacher ethics occasionally.,Gojo-sensei.。 ”

Megumi Fushiguro shook off Satoru's hand on his shoulder for the third time today, and then the other party patted him for the fourth time: "Then tell the teacher a little more about the mirror~ Did you really go to elementary school and junior high school together?" Not a single photo? Have you ever gone where to play together? Is mirror school fun? How is your health? Is it popular? Do you have a girlfriend? …… Hey, don't hit people with shadows, it hurts. ”

Obviously he wasn't attacked, but Gojo Satoru still covered his hands, as if he had been greatly wronged, his beautiful lips pursed, and there seemed to be a big tear that didn't exist outside his blindfold: "I'm hurt, I will get better if I get an answer." ”

The black-haired boy was so angry that the sea urchin head seemed to explode even more violently, and after calming down two breaths, he barely held back, turned his head and stared at the other party's blindfold: "Then you tell me what the hell is going on, why do people of your age know my friend, what happened to the mirror, he, he ......"

As he spoke, he restrained his breathing for a moment before asking, "I wasn't locked up or lynched, did I......?"

“…… Nope. ”

Gojo Satoru pursed the corners of his mouth, no longer deliberately holding his throat, and his voice returned to its normal state with a bit of ice and snow, with a kind of alienated firmness:

"With me, nothing like that would have happened."

"It may be a retarded thing to confess to you, teacher, but I'm really miserable." After looking at him fixedly for a while, Megumi Fushiguro closed her eyes a little tiredly, covered her face and whispered, "I don't understand why things are like this, Kagami, Knotweed-san, everything is a mess." I don't know how to accept this reality anymore - the misfortunes of Knotweed-san are endless, and Kagami has been pretending to be an ordinary person even though he is a sorcerer, and now his whereabouts are unknown. Even if he asked that scumbag to find him with a shy face, he didn't have a whereabouts......"

"Wait." Satoru Gojo stretched out his hand to interrupt him, as if in disbelief: "Has your father seen the mirror too?" I mean, when the mirror was as old as you? ”

“…… Absolutely. Megumi Fushiguro looked at him inexplicably: "Although he is a big rotten person, it is not so much that he has never seen a child who goes to his house every year to pay New Year's greetings......"

If this were a manga set, Satoru Gojo's forehead would have burst with a pound sign.

"My name is Guannanjing."

Guan Nanjing wrote his name on the blackboard, the font was upright and powerful, and there was a sense of quaintness, which was completely different from his delicate appearance that looked beautiful but was a little sickly, which made the teacher let out a small sound of surprise.

He turned his head, folded his hands, and said to the students in an exaggerated tone: "Guannan has just returned from abroad, everyone should get along with him and help the transfer students integrate into the collective." ”

Rebellious high school students don't have to eat the middle-aged teacher's set of coaxing kindergarten babies, especially high schools with ordinary rankings and average school spirit. The girls' responses were whispered with discussion and laughter that could not be said to be good or malicious, while the boys were sparse, most of them with a little picky, jealous and provocative eyes, wrapped up a little curiosity inside.

Yoshino shrank at the back of the classroom, and at the same time heard the girl in the front seat saying "find a way to get his contact information" and the boy saying "what are you pretending, little white face, yue". Through the cover of books, through the dust flying in the sun, I looked at the Guannan Mirror who stood on the podium with cold eyes and waited to be divided.

On the one hand, he sensitively perceived that the other party had a similar temperament to himself, that is, he was out of step with the crowd; On the other hand, he is also sensitive to the fact that Guannanjing's incompatibility comes from his beautiful face, the rumored excellent transcript, and his obviously rich background.

Not being able to pick friends, and not being allowed to have friends when picked, are two concepts in heaven and on earth.

Knowing that it was impossible for such a transfer student to notice him, he still couldn't help but push the bangs that had covered half of his face to the middle. When the radiant man appeared, the cruelty of life was suddenly so obvious that Yoshino Shunpei felt like a mouse in the gutter, and the sun would not be warmed by a glance, but only by the embarrassment and ugliness of his own manifestation.

…… That's how it should be.

Because he was too sober, when he was blocked by the barbed wire fence in the stadium every day after school to resist to no avail, and his nose and face were swollen and he endured the beating obediently, Yoshino Shunhei couldn't react to what was happening at all - someone knocked over the person who was bullying him one by one, and even kicked the biggest one to the side again:

"Don't join the club yourself, and don't get in the way of others."

Shunhei Yoshino's nose was swollen and his face was swollen, and he looked up in a daze, and saw that in the backlight, the cheeks that had been too distant and pale on the podium in the morning bloomed brilliantly above his head in the backlight, and the other party squatted down, and a thin piece of paper was pasted in front of his eyes:

"Himeno-san, you're a member of the film club, right? I can't find the activity room, please help me with an application. ”

The paper was so bright that Yoshino couldn't read a single word, except that he felt as if he was seeing a faint red mole through a hazy screen.

"Yes, it's Yoshino......" he said in a trembling voice, "they, they misremembered, me, my name." ”

The sun was dyed red, and a black sedan slid quietly into the side of the road.

Kannanjing pulled the trembling Yoshino Shunhei and opened the car door.

Fuhei Shier sat in the car, his sturdy body like a mountain easily sat in the spacious leather seat, and before he could sigh refreshedly, he was frowning at the faint but straight sandalwood fragrance that drilled deep into the human brain, instinctively held his breath, and released it in the next second. He propped his hands on the side of the window, looked at the shivering driver in front of him through the rearview mirror with a smile, and the silver-haired man in the passenger seat with his legs crossed and his hands folded on his abdomen, sitting still like a mountain, tilted his head lazily:

"A million an hour, and a fraction of an hour is counted as an hour—this is my public price."

Ijichi buried his head low, not wanting to face the fact that Gojo Satoru, who is the strongest as a decent sorcerer, is "colluding" with Fushiguro, the "shame of the Zen Academy" who has a bad track record and has killed countless sorcerers, he is really afraid of death - if the old men above know, they don't dare to take Gojo Satoru, they will only kill him to extract information or make him angry.

Others being put in small shoes in the workplace are nothing more than money or coercion, but changing him may directly kill him.

He wanted to plug his ears and not listen to what they said, but he was going crazy and not deaf, and the low and emotionless voice of Satoru Gojo next to him should not be too clear:

"When did you find out?"

“？” Fushiguro was stunned for a moment, and then immediately as if he thought of something, he suddenly showed a very pleasant expression born of pure malice: "What are you talking about?" If you don't make it clear, I can't answer you, six, eyes, small, ghosts. ”

Small, imp???

Shouting, shouting whom???

It can't be the demon next to him, right, can't it!!!!

Ijichi is really a little bit of a rat now.