Curseback: Battle Mage Leveling Guide

Analysis from now known information.

Although there are new students this year, and there are also eighteen years old among the new students, the new first-year students are substitute teachers from the school, and Gojo Satoru has few opportunities to come into contact with them.

I can spend a lot of time with Satoru Gojo.,Eighteen-year-old.,Boy.。

You can figure out who it is with a strand of hair.

Iiri gasped.

"Mr. Lin Jianguo, who grows flowers, will kill you, I'm not kidding.

Satoru Gojo didn't take Ieriko's words to heart at all, he smiled and waved his hand.

"Glass, what strange things are you thinking~ Although the moon is indeed very cute, yes, but how can a teacher like me attack his own students!"

"Shide

? Do you really have that thing?

Gojo Satoru was originally justified, but being stared at by her like this, I don't know how to give birth to a little bit of weakness out of thin air.

"Ah, it's time, it's time for me to give lessons to my lovely students~ Glass, I'll come to play with you next time. Watching

the back of the spring heart sprouting and unaware of it leaving, Jia Nian took out a cigarette and lit it a little helplessly.

I didn't expect that Satoru Gojo, who she always thought would be single for the rest of her life, had a sign of enlightenment, and she could see everything after living for a long time.

Not ...... though

Lin Qiyue's face flashed in her mind.

She knew the kid well, and was obviously a dull one in that regard.

And now the stupid Gojo obviously hasn't seen his mind clearly.

The next development really piqued her interest.

Gojo Satoru did go to teach Lin Qiyue and them, and he has become a foursome group of second-grade seniors, and he has not gotten rid of this unreliable teacher at all.

The second-grade foursome played a game in a group last night, and the training just now consumed most of their physical strength, and now they are all lying on the table and drowsy.

Back in the classroom, Lin Qiyue wrapped her small scarf, and the red wool was handmade, and the warmth effect was rattling.

As if he hadn't seen the sleepy students, Gojo Satoru reached out and patted the podium, making a noisy noise.

Knotweed Yuhito, who was closest to the podium, shuddered.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?!"

Satoru Gojo patted him on the head with a smile.

"It's class, Yuhito~"

After Satoru Gojo made such a fuss, Megumi Fushiguro and Nashizaki Wild Rose also woke up slowly.

Only Lin Qiyue, who was sitting by the window, was still lying on the table.

Knotweed Yuhito saw it and called out immediately.

"Teacher, look, he's still sleeping!" After

these days at the Tokyo High School of Spells, Knotweed Yuhito is no longer the simple boy he was at the beginning, and this kind of thing like playing a small report and pit his friends is also handy.

Satoru Gojo's eyes followed Knotweed Yuhito's voice in the direction of the window.

Half of Lin Qiyue's face was hidden in his red scarf, only his closed eyes were exposed, his long eyelashes hung down obediently, and the bright color of the scarf made his skin whiter.

Gojo Satoru's gaze lingered on Lin Jiyue's eyelashes for several seconds.

"Gojo-sensei?"

Gojo Satoru came back to his senses, his gaze closed.

"Hawkers, the moon looks really sleepy~ Just let him sleep a little longer!" Fushiguro

& Nakigasaki & Knotweed: ??!

open your eyes and see them clearly, aren't they sleepy?

By the time Lin Qiyue woke up, class had already ended, and Gojo Satoru didn't know where he had gone.

After listening to the story of Knotweed Yuhito talking about what had just happened, his eyes widened.

"Damn!, Mr. Gojo would be so kind? Is he going to poke and poke me secretly, looking for a chance to me?"

... That's right, this is the Tokyo High School of Spells that is full of love from teachers and students!

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Gojo Satoru found that not only did not improve, but worsened a little.

Just now in class, his gaze couldn't control and drifted in the direction of the window, and even became more unscrupulous because the other party fell asleep.

There's even a sense of excitement in anticipation of being discovered.

What's wrong with him?

With such a strange mood, Gojo Satoru fell asleep little by little.

But he dreamed.

The outrageous dream woke him up.

Feeling his heart that was still beating wildly, Gojo Satoru came to a conclusion of slapping his face.

It's over, he really seems to have become a guy with no morality.