I, Zhongli, Wander the World

Atsushi Nakajima, who was a little out of control, was quickly led out of the reception room by Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

The adults also had a "friendly and friendly" exchange with the dean in the reception room. Since the outcome of the meeting was related to Nakajima Atsushi's stay, Akutagawa Ryunosuke did not take people far, but found a nearby person. people's lounge.

Throwing the towel soaked in warm water into Atsushi Nakajima's arms, the black-haired boy said coldly, "Wipe your face."

"...Okay." Nakajima, who was crying with tears all over his face, shrank his neck, and obediently picked up the towel and quickly wiped his face.

The well-behaved attitude of the white-haired boy made Akutagawa Ryunosuke's face look a little better. He took out the kettle in the lounge cabinet and began to boil water on the table.

Atsushi Nakajima stared blankly at the steam gradually emerging from the spout.

"Since you have made a choice, it's good to wait here for the result." Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was sitting next to him, followed his gaze and looked at the steam, "Mr. Zhongli never breaks his promise."

Nakajima shrank his neck and said cautiously: "Actually... it doesn't matter if I don't care. Everyone is a very good person. It was my emotional loss that caused everyone trouble..."

"Atsushi Nakajima, your self-deprecating appearance is really annoying." Akutagawa Ryunosuke squeaked irritably, "Who do you think you are?"

"Hey...?" The white-haired boy was startled.

"You asked for help, and I accepted it, so helping you is as simple as that." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said without emotion, "The so-called contract, once it is established, must be completed well, it is with you and your hospital. It doesn't matter if you have a long will."

"I will never forgive those who violate the contract."

The last sentence was utterly eloquent. Atsushi Nakajima, a child who had never seen the world, was immediately stunned by the logic of the seemingly obeying the rules but was actually executed. He stared at Akutagawa Ryunosuke for a while in shock, and suddenly realized: "I see, Akutagawa is amazing!"

"No, it's nothing."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was only a thirteen-year-old boy, raised his head slightly and recognized the compliment awkwardly. At the end, he did not forget to let out his cooking power: "This is what Mr. Zhongli taught me."

Atsushi Nakajima, who easily accepted this setting: "As expected of Mr. Zhongli!"

The two teenagers were enjoying themselves, and the transfer on the other side was also smooth.

As an ex-killer, he had left the post for many years, so the dean naturally couldn't recognize Zhongli's identity, but the other party's pragmatic and reasonable attitude persuaded him. Of course, only the dean himself knows how much the people who are faintly dangerous next to him have played a role in this.

The transfer procedure didn't take much effort. When the dean looked at the terms and conditions on the procedure, Zhong Li said with a sigh, "You should be glad that Dun is a good boy."

"……what?"

"Since the intention is to control supernatural powers, the teaching and guidance of truth is necessary. Blindly whipping only brings about pain and rebellion, and those who have suffered will only seek ways to vent their pain, not Give back to others with the little warmth I have left." Zhong Li shook his head gently, "There is no reason in this world to use the residue of Burning Jade to warm others."

The dean's hand holding the clause paper was slightly forceful, "Do you mean to say that my education is completely wrong?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Edogawa Ranbu frowned and said, "Even when you were educating your children, you subconsciously chose the punishment you have endured, even out of your so-called good intentions. That white tiger boy's mind is a little bit on your side, and his supernatural ability can cause far more destructive power than your corporal punishment."

"Even when sculpting, only sculpting the body without sculpting the **** is a failed work, let alone educating people." Zhong Li said calmly, "If this is the case, how many people can those children be able to do? Get the happiness you imagined?"

He was referring to the children who were not "specially treated" like Atsushi Nakajima, but were still under the dean.

Finally, the dean sighed softly.

"Maybe you're right," he said, with a hint of loneliness in his voice, "Although those children seem to respect me and the other facility staff, I have always been clear that the children are under the surface of respect. The hidden fears...I don't know how to guide them, so I'm just going with my experience."

"As you said, Don is a good boy. I can't give him a brighter future, please take care of him with my share."

The dean said so, and signed his name on the clause.

As a result, Atsushi Nakajima officially replaced the welfare facilities.

In addition to basic education, the original orphanages taught them more social skills, rather than providing formal compulsory education. Atsushi Nakajima, who is only two years younger than Akutagawa, is not even comparable to the younger children in the school in terms of education. He can only listen to the lessons of teachers who teach regularly every week with those children.

But Atsushi Nakajima has no complaints about this. Freed from the life of whipping and captivity, the little boy cherishes this hard-won peaceful time more than anyone else. Even outside of class, when other children go to play, they are still studying hard with their textbooks, writing down questions they don’t understand, and taking advantage of their free time to ask for advice from Oda Sakunosuke who came to work or Akutagawa after class. Dragon's Guide.

However, there is only one thing that will not be absent due to study, and that is Mr. Zhongli's occasional visit time. Whether it's stories or playing games, Mr. Zhong Li is like a gracious elder. All questions can be answered by him. Even his serious attitude is to put them on the same status, not anything. Little kids who don't understand.

Occasionally, Mr. Zhongli will bring some novel gadgets to distribute. Some are bookmarks, some are little toys. From there, Atsushi Nakajima got a cute little white tiger doll.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who learned about this, did not give him a good look for several days, until Nakajima Atsushi began to ask questions under the encouragement of Akutagawa Gin, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke reluctantly went from the depths of the wardrobe. Hold out an ugly black doll.

"Mr. Zhongli rarely gives people dolls." The teenager who has entered junior high school fondly caresses the somewhat outdated doll, "After so many years, there is only one on the next side."

That's why he was very upset with Atsushi Nakajima's white tiger doll.

After a few months of getting along with him, he probably understood Akutagawa Ryunosuke's temper, and Atsushi Nakajima, who was no longer afraid of him, looked at the ugly doll curiously, "This doll looks like Akutagawa's Rashomon, Just like my idol, White Tiger."

Whether it was Oda Sakunosuke or Zhongli, they never concealed Atsushi Nakajima's supernatural abilities during their education. Akutagawa Ryunosuke also practiced against adults in order to exercise his self-control abilities, so he knew very well what supernormal abilities were. what.

"I think the reason why Mr. Zhongli sent the dolls is because he thinks such dolls can best represent us." Atsushi Nakajima scratched his face and smiled embarrassedly, "Abnormal abilities are part of us, Mr. Zhongli. By giving us dolls with supernatural abilities, we hope that we will accept ourselves and control our future... I think so."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stared at the doll in his hand, his face tense and he did not speak.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was originally just feeling it, suddenly panicked, "Ah! I, I just said it casually, Mr. Zhongli must have his deep meaning in doing this, I can't guess. Akutagawa's doll must be special. …”

"……I see."

"Ugh?"

"I can't think of Mr. Zhongli's deep meaning, I'm still too poor and weak." Akutagawa Ryunosuke's tone gradually became more intense, "In contrast, you have only been with you for a few months, but you can penetrate this level. "You actually know Mr. Zhongli's thoughts better than I do!"

Akutagawa Ryuuji's dark face is too terrifying. Atsushi Nakajima held the innocent little tiger in front of him and said loudly, "I'm sorry! I don't know why I apologize, but I'm sorry anyway!"

"Teach me." Akutagawa Ryunosuke continued.

Atsushi Nakajima was a little confused, "What?"

"Although I am very unwilling, I understand the principle of being a teacher." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said through gritted teeth, "I want to learn from you how to understand Mr. Zhongli, and then use these methods to defeat you, Dun. I won't admit defeat!"

"Don't have a strange desire to win or lose in such a strange place! Rashomon! Rashomon is put away! It's okay not to practice today... Okay, okay, I promise you, I promise you, don't do anything to me Start with the hair!"

This incident ended with Atsushi Nakajima getting a messy hair like a dog's gnawing.

Time passed little by little in daily life, until one day, Zhongli received an unexpected invitation.

"Visit Tokyo High School of Magical Arts?" Zhong Li repeated the words over the receiver.

"Yes." Xia Youjie on the other end of the phone said in a calm tone, "Although you never said it, Wu and I both know that the changes in the magic world are due to you. I would like to invite you to Look at the magic world today."

This is a seemingly ordinary invitation.

But Zhong Li clearly heard Xia Youjie's hint.

From the perspective of a former high school student, there is nothing wrong with this invitation. After all, Zhongli helped them protect Tianlizi, and taught them many things that the high school of incantation would not teach. It is normal to ask former preachers to see the achievements of scholars today.

But such an invitation is obviously not suitable for Xia Youjie's current identity. Today's magician sits at a high position in the magic class, and there are many eyes staring at every word and deed. Even daily communication must be cautious in words and deeds, how can you not avoid him, a "god" who has almost revealed his identity?

Not to mention the fact that he wanted to invite him to such a sensitive place as the High School of Magic.

To make Xia Youjie not hesitate to use such a reluctant reason to invite him to the high school of magic, what happened in the magic world?

——Or to put it more bluntly, Conjuration High School, Tianyuan, what happened there?

The calculations hidden in the dark, the time lag in the cooperation with Blessed Ying Chi, the final result... Zhong centrifugally crossed all kinds of thoughts, but it did not show on his face, he just said calmly: "There is nothing to do, since the invitation has been received, I will go. Take a look."

"I'm looking forward to it," he said.