Chapter 39 Lewd Talk x Fairy Fighting x Danger

Moth Masamichi had just hung up the phone with his wife and was wearily pinching his brow.

After his wife filed for divorce, he tried to sit down and talk to her properly, but he was interrupted by various things each time.

His wife no longer answers his calls and has moved out with the children.

He will come back to sign the papers when he agrees to the divorce.

If it weren't for the children insisting on calling him, his wife probably wouldn't have called.

The house was cold and lifeless; he didn't want to go back.

Sitting in the office, the familiar environment actually helped him calm down and examine his problems.

he……

"Ms. Moth! Help!"

In the stillness of the night, the moth was just feeling its own emo.

The emotional atmosphere was already set, but it was interrupted by the traitor.

The moth was pressing down on his throbbing brow.

"Have you finished cleaning the spellware room?"

Gojo Satoru: "I've finished cleaning, teacher. Does this spell have a spare key?"

He raised his left hand, and Yuya's right hand was inevitably hoisted up as well.

When Moth recognized the spell tool, he immediately felt a surge of anger: "What do you take a spell tool for? A door lock at home? Do you have to prepare three or five spare keys? The key to this spell tool has been lost for a long time, and there are no spares."

"Given its material, it would have to be at least a top-grade spell artifact to be damaged."

"How did you guys get into this trouble again?"

Yuya Kojima and Natsumi Yuuki both pointed at Satoru Gojo.

Gojo Satoru looked completely innocent: "I demonstrated how to use the cursed tool to them, and then this happened."

Xiao Lu You was still determined: "Teacher, is there no other way?"

Night Moth shook his head: "Special-grade offensive spell tools are hard to find. Currently, the special-grade spell tools in the school are all defensive types. You guys can leave it like this for the next few days. I'll ask around."

Yuya Ogura walked out of Masamichi Nobi's office as if he had lost his life.

Gojo Satoru jumped up and down beside him: "Yuya, toilet, toilet, I need to go to the toilet."

Yuya bit her lip: "Okay, okay, I'll go now."

The three people got stuck when they entered side by side, and then they entered one by one.

Xia Youjie was on the far left, Wutiao Wu was on the far right, and Xiaolu Youya was standing between the two.

Gojo Satoru pulled at his pants zipper, but couldn't pull it down: "Yuya, I'm holding your pants, can you help me pull down the zipper?"

Yuya Kojiro closed his eyes tightly and reached out his hand, somewhat annoyed.

However, with his eyes closed, he couldn't find the right spot and ended up touching the wrong place.

He immediately withdrew his hand when he touched a very bright object.

Gojo Satoru said confidently, "It's okay, Yuya, I don't mind if you look at me and touch me."

Yuya opened his eyes, found the zipper, and then closed them again: "Say less."

My hearing actually improved after I closed my eyes.

Yuu could clearly hear all of Gojo Satoru's steps.

The sound of dripping water filled the small space; he wanted to escape but couldn't.

Wu Tiao Wu quickly finished the task.

"Since you're already here, everyone should use the restroom."

After all, things aren't very convenient like this. Yuya, come on over.

Xiao Lu You also wanted to refuse.

But now they are not acting alone, but as a group of three.

If he doesn't want to go to the toilet now, he'll have to wake up the other two when they're getting ready to sleep.

As soon as Yuya Kojima made a move, the hands of the other two people were also taken.

There were two other people's hands nearby, which made him very uncomfortable.

Xiao Luyou silently repeated in his heart: This is a critical moment, a critical moment, a critical moment...

Gojo Satoru: "Ketsu, Yuya's...that area is really cute, you can take a look later."

Xia Youjie: "You were peeping at Youye when he went to the toilet?"

Gojo Satoru: "I'm not that kind of person. I touched it last time, and I even helped Yuya with it."

He made a gesture.

Xia Youjie raised an eyebrow.

He mouthed: Then I'm not surprised you got bitten.

Gojo Satoru mouthed: What kind of punishment is this?

Yuya Kojiro resisted the urge to kill his two classmates.

He had touched the other two men's bodies, and he had occasionally caught glimpses of them out of the corner of his eye when he went to the toilet.

Of the three, he was indeed no match for them in this regard.

However, he also has dignity.

"Sometimes length and thickness alone are not enough; time also matters."

After Yuya Kojima finished speaking, Satoru Gojo and Natsumi Yuuki stared at him, remaining silent for a long time.

He was furious: "What do you mean by this reaction?!"

Gojo Satoru said with a look of surprise, "Yuya, you can actually say dirty things."

Xia Youjie patted Xiaolu Youye's head: "Youye, are you confused? You, such a good child, shouldn't say such things."

Xiao Luyou swatted Xia Youjie's hand away irritably: "I'll be an adult in three years, okay? It's not like I'm going to start elementary school in three years. What's so strange about me saying this? It's your two reactions that are strange."

"Three years, that's a very long time."

If you're not an adult, you can't do anything, and each day feels like an eternity; three years is 1095 years.

It felt like something from ten lifetimes ago.

Yuya Kojiro's expression was strange: "I'm not in a hurry to grow up, why are you all in such a rush?"

The two men, DK and DK, exchanged a glance and sighed in unison, "We're also eager to eat meat."

The three of them took turns going to the toilet and then took turns going out to wash their hands.

It took quite a bit of effort to get back to the dormitory.

A new problem has arisen.

Where to sleep.

It's definitely not safe to sleep in Yuya's room, since a 1.5-meter bed can't fit three boys.

Because of the trauma he had experienced in Gojo Satoru's room last time, the three of them decided to sleep in Natsuyuki's room.

Something flashed by the moment the light was turned on.

The cleaning spirit jumped out of the window to avoid being seen.

Xia Youjie walked inside nonchalantly: "There might be a lot of stuff."

Xiao Luyou, unaware that it was a cursed spirit that cleaned the place, looked around and said, "It's alright, there's just a lot of stuff. So many CDs."

Xia Youjie: "I usually like to listen to..."

"I bought a lot of songs."

It was already past midnight, and the three of them didn't do anything more. They tidied up and went to bed.

Just as Yuya lay down, the room lights were turned off, and the people sleeping on either side of him simultaneously rolled over and hugged him.

Fine, if you want a hug, then hug me. Time for bed.

The current Yuya Ooshima has a much higher tolerance limit for most things.

To be honest, he didn't sleep very well that night.

Xiao Lu You also has a habit of sleeping on his side, but once he turns over to lie on his side, the person whose back he is facing will pull him back.

He spent the entire night shifting between lying on his side and lying flat on his back.

The next morning, Yuya had two big dark circles under his eyes.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuki, on the other hand, were in high spirits.

When they entered the classroom, Ieiri Shoko paused for a moment, her voice hesitant as she asked, "Did you fairies fight last night?"

Xiao Luyou hadn't slept well either, and his reaction was slow: "What fight?"

"Little Deer, you look like you've been drained of all your energy."

Yuya briefly recounted what had happened the previous night, and Shoko Ieiri breathed a sigh of relief.

“Senior Mingming is back today, you can ask her directly.”

"Asking questions is also a form of providing information. I let you off free last time because we're classmates, but this time it'll be charged." The magnetic female voice spoke slowly and deliberately, yet with a unique charm.

The person who walked in through the door was a woman with a great figure and a high blue ponytail.

The pupils, jet black and without a trace of impurity, are reminiscent of a crow.

Wujiao Wu sat on the table: "It's been a while since I last saw you, and Senior Mingming is still as greedy as ever."

Yuya realized that this was a second-year student and nodded as a greeting.

Mingming extended her hand first: "I am Mingming."

"Oka Yuya."

Mingming crossed his arms: "I heard what you just said. So, you want information about a top-tier offensive cursed tool?"

"Senior Mingming, do you have any news?"

He rubbed his index finger and thumb together.

Yuya Kojima pointed at Satoru Gojo: "He paid."

Gojo Satoru said innocently, "But all my money is with you, Yuya."

"Then I'll swipe your card."

Mingming's gaze lingered on the three of them for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Cursed tools are very personal items and are generally not lent out, let alone top-grade cursed tools."

"However, I know someone who has such magical tools, and he will do anything for money, including lending out the tools."

Yuya Kojima: "Who is it?"

"Heaven and Tyrant - Fuheshchen."

Gojo Satoru and Natsume's expressions instantly fell apart: "No. It's better to keep him handcuffed like this than to look for him. The Gojo family definitely has these kinds of cursed tools. I'll call back now and have someone look for them."

Yuya Kojima noticed that Gojo Satoru rarely mentioned the Gojo family, and even when he did, his tone was full of disdain, leading him to guess that Gojo Satoru and the Gojo family might not have a good relationship.

"Let's find Fuheshen'er. I think he's quite easy to talk to."

Gojo Satoru's disdain was practically tangible: "Him? Easy to talk to?"

Xia Youjie suddenly said, "Inferior monkey."

Mingming walked to the side and wrote down a number on a piece of paper and pen belonging to Ieyasu Glass: "Kong Shiyu, his middleman. If you need to contact Fuheishener, you have to contact this person first."

"Go ahead and make your decision."

"By the way, Cheng Hui is worth 200,000."

"Please transfer the money to my card within three days."

Xiao Lu Youye didn't need to worry too much; he took out his phone to make a call.

Gojo Satoru yawned—using the hand cuffed to Yuya's: "Ah, sorry, sorry, I forgot. Yuya, you can do it again."

Xiao Luyou also patiently switched hands, and this time Xia Youjie suddenly rubbed his eyes—using the hand that was handcuffed to him: "It seems like I got some dust in my eyes just now, let me rub them."

Yuya sneered. A sprout emerged, its delicate roots dancing across the keyboard before it dialed a number.

"You two, do you think I can't do anything about this?"

Wu Xia looked up at the sky and the ground with a guilty conscience.

The call was quickly answered: "This is Kong Shiyu."

Yuya Kojiro explained his purpose for coming.

"I understand. I will pass on the message to him and give you a reply within an hour."

Fuheshel, who was drinking at a bar, received a phone call and raised an eyebrow.

"...Sure, let them come see me."

"Don't you only ever like taking on missions to kill sorcerers? You're willing to help too?"

"Who knows? Maybe I've just changed my ways. Besides, who would turn down money? The Gojo family is quite wealthy, isn't they?"

"Then I'll go and inform them."

Fuhesen put away his phone, downed the strong vodka in front of him in one gulp, and didn't even flinch.

A six-eyed creature with limited mobility...

How about giving the Heavenly Reversal Blade a try?!