Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 10: Tsundere is out of fashion

“…” Gojo Satoru was speechless for a moment.

The changes in front of him happened too quickly, and the change of situation was almost abrupt.

So, let alone Glass-class student who was hiding in the corner, even Gojo Satoru himself found it difficult to accept it for a long time.

He carefully lowered his head to look at the flying sword in front of his throat. The slender, fiery red tail of the sword trembled slightly, looking majestic.

Didn't you say there were three swords? What's this red thing? ?

Gojo Satoru complained in his heart, who would have thought that Su Ze had been hiding the fourth flying sword, the fight was so intense before, and even Su Ze was always at a disadvantage in the direct confrontation. Even so, he was unwilling to show it?

Gojo Satoru secretly looked at this shrewd peer and was secretly shocked.

——Snap, snap.

Yeyao Zhengdao sat under the only intact wooden wall and clapped his hands gently to attract everyone's attention.

"Okay, this time, Su Ze has a small victory. Wu, Su Ze, you don't need to maintain this posture anymore."

Gojo Satoru snorted, put his fists in, stood up, brushed the dust off his shoulders, and snorted again.

Su Ze resumed his normal standing position, and the flying sword and the Qi around him dissipated together. To be more precise, the flying sword sank into his forehead.

"It's over~ It's over~" Glass jumped over from the corner. She just lazily touched a fish, and now she is very happy.

"This time, we are sparring under my supervision. Remember not to fight privately from now on." Yega Zhengdao crossed his legs and crossed his arms. "You two are both talented beyond the average person. As for your strength, you should know it very well after the fight you just had."

Gojo Satoru glanced at Su Ze and found that he looked normal and was looking at him straight.

Suze: (?_?)

Gojo Satoru snorted lightly, his nose turned up to the sky, and turned his head away angrily.

Su Ze raised his eyebrows. He knew with his toes that Gojo Satoru was not satisfied with his defeat. He felt that he could have won.

Glass walked up to the two of them and moved closer to Su Ze.

On the other side, Yega Zhengdao was still talking nonstop: "From now on, you will be partners walking side by side, so you must build a good relationship... Wu, what's the meaning of your arrogant look? Are you dissatisfied with me as your teacher?" He casually threw a brown bear stuffed animal over.

Then the doll was sent flying with a bang.

"...In short, you will live here for the next three years. You must cherish the people and things in front of you--"

"——Teacher Ye Moth." Su Ze raised his hand high.

Suze: (?i _ i?)

"What's wrong? Ze." Ye Mo Zhengdao spoke.

"Well, teacher. I have a house in Toyoshima, and my belongings are also there... I can go back and live there—"

"That's easy. Just go back and organize your things. If there are too many things, an auxiliary inspector will be with you." Ye Mo Zhengdao's tone left no room for doubt.

"...Okay." Su Ze was a little depressed. He had originally held on to some hope, wondering if he could go back and live there.

But it's not surprising, after all, it's consistent with my impression of the college. In addition, you can still walk around in your spare time.

"Oh, there's one more thing." Ye Mo Zheng Dao continued to add.

All three looked at him.

The half of the wood above his head made a sharp creaking sound, and then fell down with a "bang". Glass quickly raised his foot and moved sideways to avoid it.

"Fix the house." He said calmly.

A breeze blew in from the leaky wall behind me, and the other three wooden walls were full of holes. The roof looked like it had been hit by a meteor shower, and the floor was bumpy.

"Huh?" The three were stunned.

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The two sides held cordial and friendly talks and exchanged in-depth views... (News host audio)

...In short, after a heated debate, Noctua changed its words from "repairing the house" to "clearing the ruins".

Just now, Gaozi was about to distance himself from the two, but even so, Yega Zhengdao did not change his words immediately...

Then Noctua sen sei, who had given the order, left with his large basket of dolls.

"These babies are frightened. I have to go and comfort their fragile hearts first."

Left a very unreliable sentence.

So to some extent, Gojo Satoru's erratic and unreliable nature was influenced by Yoga Masamichi?

Su Ze nodded his chin, picked up a large piece of wood and threw it aside. Shavings and broken furniture were piled together, and he rolled up his sleeves and moved them back and forth among the rubble.

Glass also carried small pieces of wood back and forth. She only complained at the beginning, "Why do I have to clean up the place too?", but she helped seriously...

Su Ze suddenly caught a glimpse of the wooden board in Ningzi's arms falling off as she walked, and when she reached the pile of waste, only half of it was left.

...Well, at least I'm still serious about it.

Fortunately, Ye Mo Zheng Dao didn't insist on having them repair the house in the end. After all, this was unrealistic no matter how you looked at it. Even if the civil engineering guys came, they would probably sigh...

As for him and Gojo Satoru, they might be labeled as “not suitable for house”.

He glanced at his flying swords. The two flying swords were nailed into a large piece of wood. He was carrying the wood and slowly floating towards the pile of waste.

The khaki flying sword representing the Kun hexagram is the largest and can lift a wooden board with one sword.

As for the fourth flying sword he had just nurtured in the past two days, which was the one corresponding to the Li hexagram, because it was of fire attribute and he was not yet proficient in using it, he was worried that using this sword would cause a fire, so he simply let it sleep in his body.

He glanced at the other side of the room and saw Gojo Satoru, who had deliberately stood diagonally opposite him, sitting on a mat with his chin in his hands, looking indignant.

He used the attraction force of the unlimited magic to move the wooden boards, and his speed alone was far faster than the two people here.

"Hey, Suze." Glass spoke while holding a pile of wood blocks.

Su Ze was facing away from her and stopped when he heard this.

"Why did you react so strongly when Gojo-san talked about the 'meaning of partners' just now?" Glass tilted her head, expressing her confusion about the conversation before Su Ze and Gojo Satoru started fighting.

In her opinion, Su Ze's words and deeds did not seem like those of a perverse person, and he did not show the "sharp edge" or "unruly" nature of a genius.

If that’s the case, why did he have such a heated argument with Gojo Satoru about the meaning of “partner”?

"Hehe... Actually, there is no special reason." Su Ze chuckled and continued working.

Gaozi pricked up her ears, and the noise from Gojo Satoru over there became quieter.

"I have an old friend." He said slowly.

"In high school... in junior high school, our school was in a small county town. I was a school committee member, supervising students who violated school rules. One time, we found a young man from a prominent family. He behaved erratically and bullied his classmates. He formed gangs and specifically targeted individual students with no foundation. Most of the students who were "beaten" by him did not dare to report it because of his family background and the group of scum around him. Occasionally, there were reports, but a few middle and upper-level managers did not want to cause trouble, so most of them turned a blind eye."

"I am a rather arrogant person and I really couldn't stand it. One day I saw them bullying students again, so I led a few people to stop them. At that time, they were few in number, and other students gradually gathered around, so the young man ran away."

"After knowing this, several of my friends told me to be more cautious, because that guy is known to be vindictive. So four of my friends said they would go back to the dormitory with me that night."

"Sure enough, downstairs in the dormitory, that guy led a dozen people squatting at the door. They were all rogues among the students. At first glance, they had yellow hair and red mustaches, and they were smoking and shaking their legs. They looked very cool."

"I am a typical 'scholar'," Su Ze laughed to himself, "I'm not weak, but I definitely can't fight ten people alone. The five of us were surrounded, and those people were ruthless. They beat us up in no time."

"Oh." Glass had never experienced this before and found it very novel.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I and the other four unlucky brothers will get beaten for nothing."

Glass waited for a "but". Gojo Satoru was also eavesdropping.

"But," Su Ze lived up to everyone's expectations, "my best brother came with ten other boys, and they even had brooms in their hands--"

"My buddy threw me a badminton racket, and he took the other one and hit the young man on the head."

"…After we were done, he looked at me with a silly smile on his swollen face. He was missing a front tooth and his speech was lisp. The racket in his hand was even crooked."

Su Ze omitted what should have been the most thrilling fighting part.

"Maybe it was because 'the law does not punish everyone', or maybe it was because my brother's family was also well-off... Anyway, this fight was finally handled with ease."

"After that, that guy and I stood outside the classroom door in the cold wind for two days. If it weren't for his help, I would probably not have had a good life." Su Ze moved the last piece of wood over there.

He dusted off his hands.

Leaving behind Gojo Satoru whose brain was at a standstill, and Nozomi who was deep in thought.

He took the block of wood from Glass's hand and turned to walk over.

It was rare for him to say so much. After coming into this world, he had always found it difficult to open up to others, and there was no one around him who was too close to him.

As for today, it was probably due to the combination of various factors that made him bring up those past events.

"Ze——" Gojo Satoru shouted over there.

Su Ze stopped and turned his back to him, waiting for what was to come.

"...Swiss macarons are great too." Gojo Satoru said with his hands in his pockets, looking dusty.

The corners of Su Ze's mouth curled up slightly.

"What? It turns out he remembers what happened before... And what's the point of apologizing with macarons? Such a tsundere." He thought to himself.