Chapter 5
19.
The second-year homeroom teacher, Atsuya Kusakabe, was out on a temporary mission, so he entrusted Shiori Tadano to accompany Kinji Hyō and Kirara Hoshi to carry out the mission.
"Shiori-chan, is this your teacher's uniform?" Xing Qiluo Luo asked after looking it up and down. "How is it different from the student uniform you used to wear?"
"I don't think there's any difference either. They're all pitch black." Shiori slumped her shoulders helplessly.
"Why not make some small changes?" Xing Qiluolu suggested.
Shiori thought about it seriously and shook her head: "It's not very convenient when doing missions." After all, the battles of a sorcerer are mostly melee, and if too many decorations are added to the clothes, it will easily affect the flexibility of the movements.
Kyō Jinci, who was standing by, suddenly interrupted: "It's a trivial matter like clothes, it doesn't really matter anyway."
"Xiao Jin, shut up!" Xing Qiluolu turned around and glared at him.
The mission went smoothly, with Shiori serving only as an escort. She followed the two men, bored out of her mind, and whenever she encountered a low-level cursed spirit that approached her, she would quickly dispatch it with her dagger.
"Shiori-chan, your cursed tool is very beautiful." Xing Qiluo Luo glanced at the short knife in her hand and immediately began to praise her.
Shiori shook the short sword in her hand: "This one was given to me by my teacher."
"Wu-chan is so nice to Shiori-chan." Xing Qiluo Luo teased her with a smile.
"No, the teacher treats everyone the same." Shiori waved her hand quickly, adding, "He also pays attention to the scale."
Just as he finished speaking, Hyōjinji suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Shiori: "It's different. I am different from my senior."
Shiori was stunned, not understanding what he meant at all: "Is there any difference?"
Without waiting for Kinji to answer, Xing Qiluo Luo grabbed Shiori's wrist and walked past Kinji quickly, saying, "Alright, alright, the mission has been successfully completed. Why are you agonizing over this? Shiori-chan, why don't we go shopping? There's a new dessert shop nearby."
Cheng Jinci stood there, watching the two figures gradually walk away. After a few seconds of silence, he lowered his head and clicked on his phone. The moment the screen lit up, two messages that Xing Qiluo Luo had just sent popped up:
"Stupid Jin, don't be so direct."
"Such an interesting thing should of course be left to Shiori-chan to slowly discover on her own!"
On the other side, Shizhi was being pulled forward by Xing Qiluo Luo. She caught a glimpse of him looking down at his phone, fiddling with it. "Are we just going to leave the scale behind?"
Xing Qiluoluo put her phone back in her pocket: "It's okay, I've already sent a message to Xiao Jin to go back first."
"Then..." Shizhi still hadn't let go of her previous doubts and asked, "What did you say just now? How are we different?"
Xing Qiluo Luo tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Maybe... when Wu-chan beat up Xiao Jin, he was particularly ruthless, right?"
Shiori nodded in agreement. She had seen Gojo Satoru and Kyō Kinji taking physical training classes. In comparison, Gojo Satoru had indeed been much gentler towards her than he had been towards Kyō.
20.
During the taijutsu class, Shiori's gaze first swept over Inumaki Tsuchiya and Zenin Maki, who were concentrating on their sparring, and then fell on Otsutsuki Yuuta, who had just finished sparring with Panda and was sitting aside to rest, and said, "Yuuta, you have to represent the first grade in this year's sister school exchange meeting."
Yuta Otsutsukota was stunned for a moment, his face blank: "Ah? Me?"
Panda patted his shoulder and said, "Come on, Yuta! We were defeated by the guys from Kyoto last year. This time, we must win the venue for the sister school exchange meeting back to Tokyo!"
Shiori also nodded, her eyes a little more serious than usual: "That's right, Yuta, you must work hard, we can't lose to Kyoto."
The enthusiasm of the two completely ignited Yuta Otsutsukota. He straightened his back suddenly and responded in a firm tone: "Okay! I will definitely do my best!"
Gojo Satoru heard the three people's energetic conversation from afar, so he walked towards them leisurely.
Shiori was the first to catch the familiar footsteps and immediately turned around to look: "Teacher!" Otsutsukota Yuuta and Panda also quickly turned around and greeted Gojo Satoru together.
Gojo Satoru approached, ruffled Yuuta's hair, and said with a smile, "You're very motivated."
Seeing that he had come over on purpose, Shizhi took the initiative to ask, "Teacher, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Yes, yes." Gojo Satoru shook his finger. "Shiori, come with me on a special mission. I guess we'll have to stay outside for a few days."
"Huh?" Panda blinked, then remembered something crucial and hurriedly asked, "Satoru, what about Yuta's training? Doesn't he still have to prepare for the sister school exchange meeting?"
"Don't worry," Gojo Satoru pointed behind him, "I've already entrusted Yuta's training to the second-year students."
Panda looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw Cheng Jinci and Xing Qiluo Luo walking towards them side by side. Xing Qiluo Luo smiled and waved: "Hey! Little Panda~"
twenty one.
Shortly after the school bell rang at Saitama Municipal Urami Higashi Junior High School, Shiori leaned against the school gate, watching the students pour out of the teaching building like a flock of returning birds.
"Sister Shiori?"
Fushiguro Miki walked towards her quickly with a smile on her face: "It really is you! Long time no see."
"Long time no see, Tsu Miki." Shiori replied with curved eyes, looking over her shoulder towards the teaching building, "I'm waiting for Xiaohui."
"That's what I assumed." Fushiguro looked around her, her ponytail swinging with her movements. "Is Mr. Gojo here too?"
"The teacher is in a meeting," Shiori explained.
"I see..." Fushiguro Miki's voice suddenly brightened, as if she had thought of a good idea. "Are you guys free tonight? Come to my house for dinner? I'll prepare dinner in advance for you."
Shiori replied, "That's fine with me. But I'll have to ask the teacher later before I can get back to you. Is that okay?"
"Yeah!" Fushiguro Miki nodded vigorously, "Then I'll go to the supermarket first, see you in the evening!"
She turned and ran to the corner, her schoolbag bouncing up and down with her running steps. Shiori looked at her back, and heard a few fragments of conversation drifting in her ears.
"Tsu Miki, aren't you going to the Eighty-Eight Bridge to test your courage with us tonight?" another girl's voice was a little regretful.
"I'm sorry," Fushiguro Miki's voice came through the wind, "I have guests to entertain, please be careful."
"Don't worry, there are quite a few of us here!" The laughter of my companions, mixed with the crisp sound of bicycle bells, gradually faded away. "Go and get busy. Don't keep the guests waiting."
Shiori was lost in thought as she stared at the street corner when she heard the rustling of school uniform fabric. She turned and saw Megumi Fushiguro standing two steps away.
"Shiori-senpai."
"Long time no see, Xiaohui." Shiori stood up and dusted off her uniform. "Let's go. The teacher has explained the basic situation over the phone, right?"
twenty two.
When the office door at the end of the corridor was pushed open, the first thing that came into view was Gojo Satoru's hair. His short silver-white hair shone with a fine luster in the light reflected by the ceiling light.
Nanami Kento followed closely behind, holding a briefcase in his hand.
Shiori led Fushiguro Megumi forward and greeted the two of them first, then gently nudged the boy next to her and said, "Nanami-senpai, this kid will also be attending technical high school next year."
Fushiguro Megumi first gave Gojo Satoru a polite nod, then turned to Nanami Kento and said, "Nice to meet you, Nanami-senpai. I'm Fushiguro Megumi."
Nanami Kento: "Nice to meet you, Fushiguro."
"Nanaha~" Gojo Satoru casually placed his hand on Fushiguro Megumi's shoulder. "Megumi is the assistant I found for you. His technique is especially suitable for finding those little mice running around everywhere."
Nanami Kento nodded slightly towards Fushiguro Megumi and said, "In that case, Fushiguro, please follow me. I don't like working overtime, and we'll discuss the details on the way."
"Okay, Nanami-senpai." Megumi Fushiguro responded and followed, and the two figures quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.
Shiori looked at Gojo Satoru and said, "Teacher, Tsu Miki invited us to dinner at her house tonight."
Gojo Satoru stretched and replied nonchalantly, "No problem, I'm on standby now."
Shiori took out her phone and typed a message: "Tsu Miki, the teacher said she would go with me, please."
As soon as the message was sent successfully, Fushiguro Tsu Miki's reply popped up: "Okay, see you at home tonight."
Shiori shook her phone and looked up at Gojo Satoru: "Teacher, there's a shopping street downstairs. Let's go pick out some gifts for the visit."
twenty three.
The cobblestone pavement of the commercial street was worn shiny by the passing pedestrians. Gojo Satoru walked in front, carrying an exquisite Japanese confectionery gift box, while Shiori followed behind him, holding a string of three-colored meatballs in her hand, eating them as she hurried along.
Passing by a pastry shop, Shiori stopped and her eyes involuntarily fell on the poster at the door: "Hachibancho Shopping Street Joyful Dessert Stamp Collection Event?"
Gojo Satoru leaned over and glanced at the distorted font and patchwork pattern on the poster. A playful smile curled his lips. "What a blunt and tasteless event name! This poster is obviously the work of an amateur."
"Teacher, look here," Shiori pointed at the small words in the corner of the poster, "Collect all the stamps to exchange for a limited secret dessert."
"Oh?" Gojo Satoru's ears twitched slightly, his interest clearly piqued. He turned around, pushed open the door of the pastry shop, and shouted to the clerk who was stocking the goods, "Excuse me, we want to participate in the stamp collection event. Please give us two stamp cards!"
Seeing Gojo Satoru eagerly heading to another store to collect stamps after receiving the stamp card, Shiori quickly tugged at his sleeve, "Teacher! Let's go to Fushiguro's first." She then pointed to the poster at the door, "Besides, the promotion won't end for another eight days."
twenty four.
Shiori and Gojo Satoru stood side by side in front of the Fushiguro family's door. After pressing the doorbell, they soon heard the sound of footsteps from inside the house.
The door opened, and Miki Fushiguro poked her head out with a gentle smile on her face: "Mr. Gojo, Miss Shiori, please come in."
Shiori followed Fushiguro Tsumeki into the kitchen. "Excuse me, Tsumeki. Is there anything else I can help you with?"
Gojo Satoru, carrying a gift box of Japanese confectionery, walked straight to the dining room and placed it on the table. "Is Hui not back yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of keys turning was heard at the entrance, followed by the calm voice of Fushiguro Megumi: "I'm back."
Seeing that Miki Fushiguro was busy plating the last plate of vegetables, Shiori took the initiative to bring the ingredients and tableware needed for the Sukiyaki to the center of the table.
Tonight's dinner was Sukiyaki prepared by Fushiguro Miki. She opened the refrigerator and saw it was empty. She slapped her forehead a little embarrassedly and said, "Sorry, we're out of drinks. Hui, could you please buy some?"
Fushiguro Megumi was about to respond, but Shiori smiled and waved her hand, interrupting, "Don't bother," she said, her fingertips making a vague circle in the air, "Let me try, it's just the right way to practice my cursed powers."
As she moved, a funnel appeared out of thin air, then vanished in an instant, replaced by several sections of hose. These props seemed to have life, floating in the air, disappearing, and then new props appeared one after another.
——【Tap juice converter】Just install it on the faucet and the water flowing out will become juice.
Shiori put it on the direct drinking tap in the kitchen. Gojo Satoru took the lead and filled the cup with juice. After taking a sip, his eyes lit up: "Wow, this is the taste of freshly squeezed orange juice."
"It's amazing! It's like magic."
"Every time I see the senior's technique, I find it amazing."
Listening to the praise from the Fushiguro siblings, Shiori raised her chin slightly, with a little pride: "Hehe, I'm awesome, right?"
Gojo Satoru smiled and ruffled her hair: "Hi, hi~ Shiori is very amazing."
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