Comprehensive Comics: Fun Moon

Before the condensed magic power bombarded his face, Wujo Satoru closed the door with a snap, and fled without the strongest demeanor.

The first thousand five hundred and twenty-nine chapters of the campus bullying of the high school of magic

"Have you heard? There's a transfer student today. He stuffed four of his classmates into the locker."

On the densely shady gravel road, the upright panda, which is nearly two meters tall, spit out words with a bit of helplessness.The two people walking in front of it were not surprised at all, and answered the conversation quite naturally.

"Killed?"

The tall girl with a dark green ponytail grabbed the shoulder straps of the backpack with one hand. The slender backpack invisibly indicated that what she was wearing was not a violin or something.

"Tuna mayo."

The silver-haired and purple-eyed boy was pulling on his overly long collar and muttering about the stuffing of the rice ball.

"No, 780 seems to be seriously injured."

"Oh, teach him a lesson if it's too arrogant."

Dried carp. "

"what is this?"

In the room full of talismans, Gojo Satoru picked up the twisted metal on the ground, and only the non-denatured grip could barely tell that it might be a knife.

"Old Bone Worry Tai-Jun?"

"It was originally a knife..."

Yuta Otsuko squatted on the chair with his knees tucked, with the ropes attached to the roof on both sides.

"I wanted to die. But Satoshi stopped me."

"You are so negative."

Throwing the twisted knife aside, Gojo Satoru looked at Yuta Otsuko with a dead face with a bddh expression.

"Can you go to a new school today?",

"I dont go."

He was obviously ready to seek death, but the boy's words were quite firm.

"I don't want to hurt anyone anymore, so I'm not going out."

"However, a person can be very lonely, right? The curse on you might save people. You have to learn how to use your power. After that, it's not too late to abandon everything. Look at the boy who said nothing. , the corners of Wujo Satoru's mouth twitched slightly.

"Next, let's introduce the transfer students, everyone cheer up!!!"

Gojo Satoru, who suddenly rushed into the classroom, shouted with a rather enthusiastic tone, but the impatient expressions of the three students in the classroom made his enthusiasm go out.

"Come on."

"It seems like a very sharp person, who wants to create an atmosphere for that kind of person."

The heroic girl turned her head to look at the teacher, her dark green ponytail turned to one side.

"Don't say that, Maki~"

"Baby fish."

"Don't agree with her, Gouma-kun-"

"Don't be silent, Panda--"

Looking at the only three students in this grade, Gojo Satoru finally sighed and shouted outside.

"Oh, forget it. Come in!"

"Feeling the super cold air..."

Standing outside the door, Otsuko Yutai felt the atmosphere within the door, and subconsciously shrank his shoulders, causing his already hunched body to become even weaker.

And just when the three people in the classroom were about to ignore the rumored unfriendly new classmate, the classroom door was opened from the outside, and the huge sense of presence directly robbed them of their perception, and the sight that was floating on the wall instantly shifted to that figure.

In the magician's perception, the sense of existence of that thing is too strong, even if you want to ignore it, there is no way, it is like putting an apple in front of you, then you can only see the apple, even if you want to look away Neither.

And this also touched the nerves of the magicians, and the body made subconscious actions directly.

"I'm Yuta Otaku, please take care of me."

"ridicule--!"

Just when Yuta Otaku stood on the podium and finished her self-introduction, the sword with magical power was inserted directly into the blackboard beside his head, dipping half an inch into it.

"This, is this some kind of test?"

Feeling the genuine murderous intent, Yuta Otsuko's forehead kept dripping with cold sweat, and her shoulders that were shrivelled seemed to be fixed at this moment, and she didn't dare to move.

Chapter [*] The magicians are all wonderful

"Hey, you guy..."

Through the lens, the red-brown eyes looked at the timid boy, Chanyuan Maki frowned and asked.

"You are cursed. This is the place to learn how to deal with the curse. What is the cursed guy doing here?"

Just when Yuta Otaku was shivering because of the three "bullies" who blocked herself in front of the blackboard, a slightly dull voice sounded.

"The average number of unnatural deaths and disappearances within the threshold is more than [*] every year. A large part of them are caused by the negative emotions overflowing from the body - 'curse'. There are even vicious incidents caused by cursers. "

"The only thing that can deal with the curse is the curse. This is the place to learn the curse in order to get rid of the curse. It is the Kyoto Institute of Curse Techniques."

Seeing Gojo Satoru leaning in front of the window, in front of the narrator with a flat face, Yuta Otsuko's expression subconsciously collapsed.

You said it earlier! ! !

The three students who surrounded him also showed a subtle expression.

You just told him now! ?

Gojo Satoru's expression did not change. After all, it was not enough to break through his thick skin.Immediately he remembered - something and said suddenly.

"Ah, you'd better leave quickly - oh."

However, before the students could react, the banquet knife that had been inserted next to Yuta Otsuka's head was grasped by "something", with such a force that it was impossible to resist.

"don't want--!"

"Wait! Rika!"

"Bullying You Tai!!!"

In an instant, almost no one reacted, and the unreasonable outburst of incantation caused a wave of air, which directly blew the three of them away from Yuta Otoku, and slapped them on the wall of the classroom, even if they were conscious. The moment he arrived, he used the magic power to defend, but he was still injured.

"It's almost like this, you've learned your lesson."

Before Kimoto Rika reached out to the three of them again, Wujo Satoru appeared in front of the huge palm, and the surgery that unfolded in an instant forced him to retreat, and the body composed of the magic power dissipated directly into the air.

"what's up!?"

Covering her head in labor pain, Chanyuan Zhenxi stood up with a knife in hand. As the most threatening person to Otsuka Yuta, she was hit the hardest.

"Well, to put it simply, our classmate Otsuko Yuta!"

Gojo Satoru, who easily forced back the super-spell spirit, still maintained his previous escape, opening his hands towards the nervous boy as if introducing some great person.

"I was cursed by my favorite childhood sweetheart, Xiao Lixiang! So in order to leave a bright campus memory for his dark life, please give me more advice!!!"

?? A request for flowers...

"Ah, that's right. Also, if you attack Yuta, it may trigger Satoka's curse. Anyway, everyone should be careful!"

Why didn't you tell me sooner! ?

Looking at the abnormal teacher as always, the three injured people gritted their teeth and glared angrily, but they still failed to penetrate his thick skin.

"Everyone is in a period of resistance, so let me introduce you."

Gojo Satoru stood with his hands behind his back, smiling and introducing Yuta Otsuku, who was bewildered.

"First of all, Maki, the curse tool master, will use special equipment to remove curses.

"Then there is the mantra teacher, the dog rolls thorns, and the lines are all fillings for rice balls. You need to work hard in communication.

"kelp."

"Finally, the panda."

"I'm a panda, please give me more advice."

"Well...that's about it."

It's almost like this... What needs to be explained most is not explained at all!

Otaku Yutai complained about the unreliability of the teacher, and was worried about his previous choice.

Maybe you really shouldn't believe his persuasion?

It looks so unreliable after all.

Chapter [*]: Underworld forces Xia Youjie

In the office building where there were many dead bodies, Xia Heng sat on the boss chair on the top floor and stared at the scenery outside the window with a dull expression.

"Yutai Ottogu joined the High School of Magic, and he has already experienced the first actual combat. I am afraid Wujo Satoru will rush him to fight."

There's no need to quietly place black mud on anyone for surveillance, let alone a demon. Anyone who knows Gojo Gou knows that this guy is not a serious teacher.

For him, practice is the classroom.Rather than letting him train the next generation of conjurers, the high school in conjuration is to let him destroy the flowers and bones of the world of conjurers.It's just that the destruction is more measured.

"Anyway, you can wait until the day when something goes wrong before going to the High School of Magical Arts. At least you have to accumulate a year's worth of money first..."

Thinking about it, Xia Heng suddenly remembered something, turned his chair and looked at the men who were surrounded by the ground, holding a sack to load the hard currency under the floor into it.

Now that the high-level magician has been eyeing, there are many ways to get money quickly, and even the house where I live is rented, let alone spending money to find a magician to get through the relationship. .

But as the saying goes, if you want to get money quickly, you have a bunch of methods written in black and white on your own criminal law.

So he set his sights on the underworld that violated laws and disciplines.

It was very troublesome to find the target at first. It took Xia Heng a lot of time to pretend to be an addict, but after taking out the first one, it was much easier to follow the clues one by one.

Find the opponent's nest, then kill seven in and seven out, take away all the valuable things, and finally come to the Fuyuki Church's favorite gas explosion to destroy the corpse. Although a plan is not perfect, at least Xia Heng plays is getting easier.

As for why there is gas... There are contraband in the office buildings of the underworld. Isn't it normal for dozens of tanks of gas?

In just a few hours after dark, his fortune had exceeded eight figures, and this did not include a large amount of real money and many amounts stored in bearer banks.