0p0 Chapter 205 Before the game
Chapter 205 Before the game
"Gojo Satoru is really useless!"
The sister exchange meeting is about to start. With the cooperation of Teacher Gojo and Teacher Natsumi, Hirohito Kizumi makes a special appearance after a long separation. As expected, he is severely beaten by Zenyuan Maki.
The senior sister with a physique bound by heaven and curse smiled ferociously. She wielded the two machetes and cursed tools with great force. In three or two strokes, she chopped all the first graders into the tree stumps, and then placed them on the high school. The playground serves as a flower bed.
Even the female Rosa Kugizaki was not spared. Atobe Keizawa, who was watching, felt his scalp numb. Fortunately, fortunately, he was an adult! I won’t be beaten by the little sister! !
...Although he reasonably suspected that it was because Zen Yuan Maki couldn't beat him that he escaped this disaster.
"Can you really participate in the competition if you are so weak?" Nanako squatted on the edge of the flower bed and poked Fushiguro Megumi's small black hair, and said harshly: "If you lose the competition then, don't go back to cry to Aze, little one. ,benefit."
No, even if he died, he would not cry, nor would he go back to complain to the evil master. Fushiguro Megumi, who was planted in the flower bed with a dead face, looked full of lovelessness. He knew that these people Women are really troublesome——
Someone take him away. He would rather have another fight with Senior Dongtang than suffer physical and mental torture here.
"Maki clearly didn't put in any effort, Megumin, aren't you addicted to Azawa's protection and have become weak again?" The blond girl spared no effort to taunt Fushiguro Megumi, who grew up with her childhood sweetheart, to death.
He must dare to fight back——
And why did you catch him laughing alone? Is he the only one buried here? You really don't look at the crowd of people next to you. Fushiguro Megumi is wearing a mask of pain. He shouldn't have defeated this troublesome spirit in the last fight.
"If you don't obey, I will hang all four of you on the playing field." Mimiko added darkly.
What evil had he committed? Fushiguro Kei closed her eyes with despair.
Is it mandatory for first graders to participate in this crappy competition?
It was a mistake. If I had known earlier, he should have listened to Mr. Keigo and studied at home for the University of Tokyo.
Conjurer, hey, take whoever you love.
"Although we are not as powerful as the seniors, we will work hard." Even though Hishito was stuck in the tree trunk, he still smiled like an angel: "After all, we can't let the seniors' efforts go to waste!"
"..."
The little girl was rarely stuck. After a brief silence, Nanako's eyes flowed from Herahito Kushiro to Fushiguro Megumi. She glanced at her half-brother with disgust, and finally snorted softly, acquiescing to Herahito Kizwei. straight ball.
In the end, it was the panda and the dog Juanji who joined forces to pull everyone out of the flower bed, along with a few newly planted seedlings.
But no matter how much the little fried hairy sea urchin head beat his chest and regretted his wrong choice of life path, the sister exchange meeting still arrived as scheduled.
There are no clouds in the sky, the sky is bright and clear, and the high school today is as energetic as a happy chicken.
Atobe Keizawa followed Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru to the viewing room with a pair of dead fish eyes that had lost their luster due to staying up late.
Ever since Xia Youjie started living in school with his twin sisters, Atobe Keizawa has been living a hard life of playing games and watching movies all night long. As long as he is still standing here today, it is because he used "refusing to watch the game" as an excuse. Let Gojo Satoru let him go.
Damn it, he was working hard until late at night!
Gojo Satoru: We have a good show today, how can we let Ze escape?
The implication is that there are so many things to deal with today, how can we not grab one more person to start a business?
As a conservative leader and the current principal of Kyoto High School, Rakuanji Yoshinobu possesses cool and trendy martial arts that are rare in the world. In fact, he is an old man with shrunken height, gray hair, and a haggard appearance. .
Even trendy decorations like a cool electric guitar can't dispel the lingering sense of earthiness on his body.
Gojo Satoru pinched his handsome nose coquettishly, and led his classmates, who had lost three of their souls and four of them, into the viewing room. His dislike for the old man was obvious.
"Today's young people have really never learned any courtesy, justice or shame." Leyansi held his crutch in front of him, hunched over and glanced at the young people passing by.
"Today's elderly people are really disrespectful and have no effect at all." Gojo Satoru chuckled and choked back: "Ah, there is also a strange old man smell——"
"Principal Nod Moth, is this how you discipline students?" Leyansi, who realized that he was not on the same level as the strong talker, pulled the gun fire to the side and said with a grimace, "I knew this would be like this" Nod Moth Zhengdao .
And it wasn't until here that Atobe Keizawa, who was led into the viewing room by Gojo Satoru in a daze, gradually woke up from his talk, and heard Principal Noctua tiredly shouting Gojo Satoru's name.
And Atobe Kagezawa, who was about to wake up, out of trust for his classmates, although he didn't smell anything, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his nose silently——
……
No, was he tricked by Wu? Atobe Keizawa glanced at his principal, who was looking increasingly embarrassed, and the principal of his sister school, who was blushing and obviously angry.
Oh wow.
The old man flavor turns out to be here.
"The game is about to start, you guys hurry back to your positions."
Seeing that these two useless students were about to start causing trouble again, Noctua suddenly interrupted Gojo Satoru's reading. The latter curled his lips, and finally returned to his seat honestly for the sake of his teacher.
"Long time no see, Azawa! Oh, long time no see, Gojo." The tense atmosphere in the room where the senior An Diva sat in the waiting room subsided a lot before she started to say hello to the former juniors. Two completely different attitudes were revealed. Even after so many years, Gojo Satoru still refused to welcome him.
"Long time no see, Diva-senpai, Ming-senpai." Atobe Kagezawa raised a smile and looked at Diva-senpai who had become a teacher at the school next door. Once again, he felt heartbroken when he thought of the cow and horse in his pot running away like this!
Gojo Satoru is really useless!
"Good morning, Gojo, Atobe." The lazy and beautiful senior leaned on the seat in the back row. The white-haired senior who had everyone's eyes on her smiled.
"Hey, Ming-senpai, long time no see, you've become stronger again~" Gojo Satoru also followed.
"I'm talking about you! Gojo! Senior said hello to you, but you gave me a reaction, you bastard!!" An Diva exploded at the first moment.
"Ah, Aze, someone was talking just now~"
"Gojo Satoru!!!"
After a period of uproarious farce that seemed to happen all the time, everyone finally remembered the original business of the day - the team competition.
The live broadcast of the team competition is assisted by the crow. The crow's eyes will feed back the pictures in the sight to the big screen in the viewing room.
This kind of spying-like trick Atobe Keizawa can't do, but because the competition venue is in the high school, to a certain extent, the high school shrouded in his barrier, he can sense things far beyond the crow's. Eye.
and so……
The blond conjurer narrowed his eyes, and hooked the hem of Gojo Satoru's clothes with his drooping fingertips. The tacit understanding between the classmates was self-evident, and there was an unknown meaning in Atobe Keizawa's expression.
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