Because he casually beat up the campus gangsters and was not punished in any way, Guan Nanjing's character in the new school inexplicably became a very vicious rich family bad guy, and this rumor quickly evolved into a story with cause and effect and complete logic after a few days of transmission: the reason why he returned to China was because he got a life lawsuit because he fought abroad, and escaped back to avoid the limelight by relying on his connections. This is also the reason why people don't go to private elite high schools, they just find an inconspicuous public gangster to live a day, and maybe they will have to leave again after the lawsuit is over (...... ）

Two or three classmates who were originally in the same club as Yoshino Shunpei didn't dare to come directly, for fear that Guannanjing would not agree with them and do something to them.

"We're just ordinary people, there's no way to offend this kind of guy." They shrank and said, "Anyway, our club is the one who cheats funds and cheats people, don't, don't take it too seriously......"

Yoshino Shunhei was so annoyed that he almost forgot that he had also thought that Kannanjing must be very difficult to get along with on the first day. With some hesitation, he returned to the activity room, which had been often preoccupied, but now because of the legendary murderer (...) There was a whole hallway and rooms on either side. The moment he held the handle, Shunping felt sorry and annoyed at the same time, but at the same time, a burst of unreasonable, faint and "despicable" joy rose in his heart:

If everyone misunderstands the mirror, the other party is just his friend, isn't it?

This kind of small happiness doesn't seem to be such a serious thing as "the darkness of human nature", after all, if someone else wants to get close to the Kannan Mirror, Yoshino Shunhei doesn't have the desire and strength to stop it; But they ran away on their own initiative, and he did feel a sense of joy. Holding down the handle, he pushed open the door, the curtains were drawn, and the room was pitch black, only the picture of the projector spreading out on the wall flashed with a faint light, and Guan Nanjing was dragging his chin to look intently, and his black hair was coated with a faint light.

The film they chose today is "Song of the Soldier"*, which is actually a very old black and white film, and it is also a Soviet film about war, not an ordinary niche. But when Kan Nanjing proposed to watch a film related to mother and child, Shunhei Yoshino thought of it for the first time and recommended it nervously, fearing that it would cause ridicule and impatience from the other party.

But Guan Nanjing immediately agreed, and looked super seriously, just like agreed, and sat here waiting for him.

Obviously he is a gentle and quiet person, and he is a hundred times better than those savage ape-like bullies...... Yoshino Shunhei couldn't help but smile a little, closed the door gently, walked to Guannanjing and sat down, and turned his head to find that the other party was silent and focused on looking at the screen, but his face was full of tears.

Like pale dewdrops, hovering and falling from the branches and leaves.

Guan Nanjing felt that if he were a human being, he must be "sick". But he is not human, so he doesn't understand what happened, he doesn't understand why he barely watched the movie calmly, and collapsed directly at the entrance after returning home from school, without even taking off his shoes, just having a high fever and shaking like a headache for no reason, and being involved in the gap between truth and falsehood, reality and fiction, as if he remembered a lot of things, but when he condensed his consciousness, it was just a white and empty space.

Mother, hug, love, die.

Hug, love, die, mother.

He lay on the cold wooden floor, his head not knowing if it had been broken, like a tree that had been sawn and fell, its branches and leaves scattered, still alive and full of juice, but it was clearly dead. I don't know how long it took for the door to open again, and the tall black-haired man in his robe came back with a faint smell and bitter fragrance. The light of the porch lamp passed through his body and poured in through the door frame, lighting up a rectangular frame on the dark ground, but the Guannan mirror was not illuminated, and he was completely shrouded in the shadow of the man.

Curled up like a restless child, he had been like this since he was in his mother's womb.

"Why did you make yourself like this again, obviously I didn't go far away...... Sure enough, the impact last time was a bit big......"

He muttered to himself and closed the door, turned on the light, sat down on his knees, took him into his arms, and shook him gently against his forehead. Guan Nanjing was a little sober, but maybe he was more confused, his hand wrapped around the neck of this body, and his fingers trembled and gently touched his face, but he asked with tears in his eyes:

"Senior, have you come to save me? ……”

Qi Suo looked at him motionlessly, injecting more mana into the necklace on his chest, Guannanjing's pupils suddenly dilated, and he quickly quieted down, hanging his hands and leaning on his chest motionless. He got up and laid him down on the couch, covered him with a small blanket, and turned to make dinner. When I opened the refrigerator, I found that it was full of all kinds of desserts, but I still didn't throw them away after a pause. I took the food to the kitchen, and suddenly found that I also had tears on my face in the shiny metal edge of the range hood.

"It's kind of annoying." He snorted and impatiently scraped off the two droplets of water with his thumb: "My brain is hollowed out, how can I still react?" ”

Guan Nanjing woke up to the sound of gurgling soup and the smell of the room without remembering anything, feeling like he had been sawn into many pieces and every key piece was thrown outside. He put his hand on his forehead and lay down, although his spirit was quite chaotic, but his physical condition seemed to be better, Qi Suo tied an apron, held a soup spoon, and came out of the kitchen with a smile:

"Are we already awake? Do you think Mommy thinks too hard to be so uncomfortable? Don't worry, Mommy is back. ”

Guan Nanjing covered her eyes with her hands and lost her temper tiredly: "I'm an orphan, I don't have a mother, my mother is dead." ”

When he had fallen asleep again, he took him to bed, took off his shoes and covered the quilt, and sat down on the carpet beside the bed to look at the tidy room for a while. Most of them are books.,Recently, there have been two or three more movie tapes.,Other than that, there are no toys that children will like.,The closest thing to a teenager's favorite thing is the Switch game console that is carefully placed in the corner of the table.,joycon is not the traditional red and blue color scheme.,It's a blue and a purple one.。

As expected, the password of the game console is exactly the same as more than ten years ago, and Qi Suo skillfully entered it according to Xia Youjie's memory, and after unlocking it, he found that Guannan Mirror was playing Zelda's Breath of the Wild recently, and the progress seemed to have just begun. He clicked on the latest archive and put it in, and the operation was a little rusty at first, but after playing for a while, he became familiar with it. This body is obviously the same as the password of Guannan Mirror, it is still the same as ten years ago, and it is still so good at playing games.

Qi Suo helped him pass the temple of the card level, beat the centaurs, and pushed a large new map on the continent of Hyrule, but in the end, he deleted all the progress, returned to the original save, and then looked down at his hand for a while.

Guan Nanjing woke up normally the next day, as if the strange state last night was just a bug, and now the bug has been fixed. He should have been able to get to the classroom five minutes early, but when he left the room, he found a bunch of spell spirits squatting on the couch, surrounding a poor volcanic head that had been placed on the coffee table:

It is the head of the leaky pot.

"Who got it?" Guan Nanjing asked a question while changing his shoes.

"Who else?" Qi Suo sat on the sofa, his fingers on his forehead: "The strongest sorcerer in the living world - Gojo Satoru." ”

As he spoke, he carefully looked at Guannanjing's reaction, and after finding that there was no reaction, he was even happier, and asked gently, "Can you try to treat the leaky pot?" ”

"I want to go to school."

"It's okay if you're fast enough - obedient."

Qi Suo sat still in place, smiling, as if he was sure that Guannan Mirror would not ignore him and walk out of the room. There was a subtle silence in the air, and the real man grinned and rolled his eyes to look between the two of them. After two seconds, Guan Nanjing threw off his shoes and walked over, rolled up his sleeves a little impatiently, and asked the leaky pot:

"The six-eyed? It's not that you know that he's strong, so why are you looking for him. ”

"He wanted to go last night and see if he could kill Satoru Gojo alone." The real person was lying on the back of the sofa and swaying with a grin, gesturing to something that cut his neck: "And then he almost died." ”

The leaky pot spewed hot air all at once, making the pitiful, fragile cracks on his face look even more precarious: "How do you know if he's really worth the cost of us to seal without trying!! ”

Guan Nanjing didn't make an evaluation, but just held the head of the leaky pot and flipped the palm seal. Holding its flower in a twig, he suddenly asked, "Will you reverse the technique?" I haven't seen you use it. ”

"No, it won't." Guan Nanjing said calmly: "But the body of the leaky pot is gone, so-"

So just create a new one, and that's fine.

This is the principle that Guannanjing wants to "fix" something, breaking the old one and regenerating a new one, and it seems that the result is right, but in fact the process is very brutal. Humans obviously can't be rescued in this way, but the spell spirit doesn't matter, because the composition of the spell spirit is extremely simple, in essence, it only has mana power, and the form is only an external thing.

His beautiful palm, which was distinctly jointed, opened and pressed on the top of the leaky pot's head, which obviously made the other party instinctively extremely unhappy, and the flame-like hot mana swept up, but Guan Nanjing didn't realize it:

"Bear with me."

"Ahh ——”

Qi Suo blocked his ears with a spell, and the real person was very prescient to directly lose the ear organ, like two balls of marshmallows in his hand to play, only Hua Yu was silently patient, his eyes were full of unbearable, as if he completely empathized with the pain of the leaking pot. During the spell activation, the mana output of the Guannan Mirror continuously turned into the same form as the flames bubbling above the head of the Leaky Pot, and in this hellish fire-like scorching, the Leaky Pot's body continued to twist, and finally became exactly the same state as before, even the cloak was not bad.

It hung its head and didn't move.

"You're not stunned, are you? Didn't you? The real person laughed: "The spell spirit was fainted by pain, that's a big joke, hahahahahahahaha

In his taunt, the leaky pot slowly raised his head, but his big bloodshot orange eyes stared at the Guannan mirror seriously.

Sitting in the classroom with his chin on his back and looking out the window at the playground, Guan Nanjing was thinking about what he had just said:

"What's the point of pretending to be a human to go to school, to play them, to obey the rules of the weak? In a hundred years, you will live a truly free and dignified life with other spell spirits, build your own school, learn whatever you want, live whatever you want, and live whatever you want, there will be no more conjurers who threaten survival, and there will be no more pain and confusion. You are very strong, so you should join us even more, watch the mirror, and stop running away from your race and destiny. ”

Race and fate? Guan Nanjing looked out the window, but he was thinking about what color the six eyes were. Hua Yu said it was blue, the real person said it was black, and the leaky pot said it was green, and gave an example of a TV series he recently appreciated and studied, saying that it was greener than the top of Pinru's head on the day he found out about Hong Shixian's cheating. Gasso didn't speak. Thinking about it, a bottle of strawberry milk appeared in front of his face, and he looked up in a daze, it was Shunhei Yoshino, who was blushing:

"Heart, are you in a good mood? I think I should apologize to you, I shouldn't have recommended that film yesterday......"

"Shunping." Guan Nanjing interrupted him and said, "Let's go to the cinema after school." ”

Wanting to go to the cinema is not a sudden impulse, Guan Nanjing always feels that he has been to the cinema, and this "feeling" is like many things that appear in his mind inexplicably, chaotic and boundless. In the past, he was always habitually ignoring, accustomed to the fact that it was probably some kind of congenital disease, like a heart patient born with angina, but now he felt that maybe it was okay to follow the signs to find it.

If he really had any race or fate, it would have to be remembered by himself?

After arriving at the theater, Shunping wanted to go to the toilet first, Guan Nanjing stood at the door and waited for him, and saw that the old poster of "Valentine's Day Re-screening - "Love Letter" had not been torn off, and was quipped by the passing staff:

"Oops, want to watch a romance movie? "Love Letter" is too old, there is a new film this month, and I recommend that one even more. ”

Looking at the south mirror, he still looked at the somewhat faded poster.

"Love Letters." He read jerkyly: "Love letters." ”

"The Matrix...... No. ”

It's too old, forget it.

"The Pianist", I have watched three war movies in a row, and I have changed them.

"Manchester by the Sea", I don't want to cry...... Are there any slightly brighter films, youth movies are the best - hey, it's strange, why haven't there been many youth movies after watching it for so many days?

This is the first day that he has been hidden in the safe house by Gojo Satoru and carried out special training, and Knotweed Yuhito pulled it to the top of the cabinet for a while to do pull-ups to check if there are any hidden discs, and then he leaned under the coffee table for a while, and picked a movie to make a mess near the TV, which really gave him a bit of an unexpected gain: after the discs in the lower right corner of the cabinet were removed, there was a glass compartment inside, and there were several movie tapes inside. He put his face on it curiously, looked through the glass, and vaguely seemed to find that the outermost one was "Love Letter", and there seemed to be some words written on it, but he couldn't see it clearly.

"Ahh A hand behind him patted him on the shoulder, and Knotweed Yuhito looked frightened, but the spell he was holding in his hand for mana output exercises still fell asleep sweetly, and he didn't fight because of the mana disorder - this made Gojo Satoru nod in his heart with great satisfaction, although he didn't show anything on his face, just asked casually:

"What are you looking at?"

Knotweed Yuhito embarrassedly got up and sat down, wiped the faint white mist from his cheeks with his sleeve on the glass, pointed inside, and asked:

"I found out that there is a small grid here, I'm sorry, teacher, I was just a little curious, I didn't open it and look at it - inside is your very precious collection, right?"

Satoru Gojo looked at this corner hidden by at least a few dozen discs for a while, and suddenly pouted and said in distress:

"Oops! Forgot about them...... It's a good collection, but it's not a teacher's thing to be precise, it's someone else's stuff here. ”

Knotweed Yuhito's round eyes widened, touched his head and sighed: "It turns out that there are others who have lived here...... Are you also a student of the teacher? ”

After a few seconds, he didn't get an answer, so he asked again with a question mark above his head. Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment and then squatted down, sliding his fingertips on the glass, disarming the Limitless Warlock and gently wiping off the dust.

"Not a student." He whispered, "It's a ...... Unlovely junior. ”

"Teacher's junior! That's great, isn't that about the same age as Mr. Idichi. Knotweed held his face happily, excited and curious to be able to talk about something other than spells: "Is he still a spell master?" ”

It's about the same size as Yidizhi...... Is it?

Gojo Satoru didn't reply, but just touched the skull of Yuhito Knotweed's fried hair. His palms are really wide, Knotweed Yuhito has always been tall and strong among his peers since he was a child, and he has never been short anyway, but Gojo Satoru can cover most of his head with one hand. The underlying emotion in this action made him stunned for a moment, and thoughtfully did not continue to ask.

Fortunately, he is a child who is both delicate and not overly sensitive, and he does not act like the anxiety after knowing that he said something wrong, but happily says to Gojo Satoru that Mr. Ijichi came to replenish the Daifuku in the refrigerator, and the other party is really considerate.

"Mr. Itchi brought me a lot of snacks too! But more for teachers! There are all kinds of flavors, and there are also brands of lip balm that I have never seen before...... The teacher is so happy, with such a caring junior as an assistant, you must have a good relationship when you are in school. ”

As he spoke, he paused inexplicably, and the face of Guannanjing appeared in his mind, but the next moment he forcibly erased it - Fushiguro Megumi emphasized to him many times not to ask about things related to Guannanjing, otherwise it might cause trouble to the other party. Because he was a little distracted, when his attention refocused, he didn't hear whether Gojo Satoru replied to him, rubbed the back of his head and laughed: "I'm sorry, teacher, didn't I talk too much to you today, I won't talk nonsense." ”

"It's okay, Yuhito." Satoru Gojo didn't last a few seconds and began to grimace as a mature adult: "It's lonely to be here alone, but don't worry, you can meet your companions again soon—big surprise!" Back to Earth! There is no better gift in the world! ”

Knotweed Yuhito really became energetic again, raised the spell in his hand and laughed: "I will continue to work hard!" ”

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Yoshino Shunhei seemed to have stayed in the toilet for too long before coming out, and it was clear that the tickets had been bought, but he was holding his stomach in panic, his eyes fluttered, and he Guan Nanjing pleaded a little eagerly: "We, let's go home first today, okay?" I'm still sick to my stomach, I'm really sorry today, it's all my fault, I can come back whenever I want......"

Be sure to send the mirror away. There was only one thought left in Yoshino's mind: the guys inside were all goddamn goods...... So, he won't call the police and call the first aid.

But in any case, I don't want the mirror to have anything to do with this kind of thing.

Lying, Guan Nanjing looked at him calmly.

In addition to lies, there is death, and mana.

There was a murder in it, just now. There are spells that have killed people.

I felt it...... It's the magic of a real person, undisguised, as if he's afraid he won't find out.

This guy is deliberately picking around him, and he is so vicious that he is straightforward and.

Did Shunpei see that?

Was Shunpei seen?

Thunder fell outside the window.

That's how it is in early summer...... It's too easy to rain.

"Come home with me, it's close to here." Guan Nanjing lowered his eyelashes, pinched Shunping's sleeve and said, "Hide from the rain." ”