Curseback: Battle Mage Leveling Guide

Something seems to be quietly changing.

Satoru Gojo understands this very clearly.

It's obviously his own student, but I don't know when it started, and it attracted his attention from a very subtle direction.

It's like now.

Although it was winter, Lin Qiyue only wore a slightly thicker tracksuit when training.

Bending down to dodge, you can see a little white jade waist.

“... Satoru,

Satoru?"

Nocturnal Moth called his name twice in succession, and Gojo Satoru came back to his senses.

"Distracted?" Nocturnal

Moth looked at Gojo Satoru's line of sight just now, and what he saw was the students who were training seriously, and nodded with satisfaction.

Yes, they're all very hardworking!

Gojo Satoru doesn't know what's wrong with him, he's never been in such a situation in the twenty-nine years of his life.

I'm sick?

I'll go to the glass for a check-up in a moment.

He was a little absent-minded and made a plan in his heart.

The night moth saw him wandering again, and instantly became angry.

"Wait!Are you listening to me

!""Tsuki is now a copy of yours, do you know how much mess I've dealt with for him this month because I forgot to put the bill?!"

I don't know which word in Noctarmoth's words poked Satoru Gojo, and he laughed happily twice.

"What's the matter~ Isn't this great?Let others know that we are a super close teacher-student relationship at a glance!"

?What kind of speech is this

?

Night

Moth Masando almost wants to pull Gojo Satoru's ear and let him listen to what he is saying!

But over the years, Gojo Satoru has mastered the omen of the nocturnal moth's righteous path to anger, and when he sees that the momentum is not good, he is smeared with oil on the soles of his feet faster than rabbits.

Sneaking up like a street kid to the infirmary of Iriri, who had just finished his work, took off his gloves and glanced at him obliquely.

"What's the matter?" said

Gojo Satoru, looking for a place to sit down.

"Can't I come to you if I'm fine? This is really sad, Glass~"

Home into Glass: ......

Desperately resisting the urge to roll her eyes, ignoring the extra big man in the infirmary, she was ready to keep her mind on her work.

Instantly, a certain white-haired cat was not happy.

"Don't really ignore me, hey!"

"So, what's the matter with you?" When

it came time to really talk about his situation, Gojo Satoru was a little indescribable.

"It's like, there's a guy next to me, I don't know why, I always seem to look at him when I don't even notice him.

Gojo Satoru's voice was rarely serious, and the movements of Iiri Glass's hand also paused little by little with his words.

When Satoru Gojo finished speaking, Iiri Glass's whole person turned around, and she looked at Satoru Gojo with subtle eyes.

"You're going to have a day when you're going to open the screen??Who is it???,"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?He's only eighteen years old!Glass, I really didn't expect your mind to be so dirty~"

Household Glass: ......

She noticed that the person in Gojo's mouth was "him", so the information that could be confirmed now was that the other party was an eighteen-year-old boy.

That's a lot of information.

Not to mention where Satoru Gojo met an eighteen-year-old young child, the mere fact that the twenty-nine-year-old seems to have fallen in love with a boy eleven years younger than him is enough to make people jaw-dropping.

Why is it suspicious?

Iiri Glass frowned slightly and asked sincerely.

"Are you sure you don't pay attention to people because you want to beat them?"

Satoru Gojo snorted.

"How is that possible? How can a good teacher like me beat up his own students......!"

Eighteen years old, a boy, is a student of Satoru Gojo.

Hiss ......

I accidentally seem to know something terrible......