Do I look injured to you?

"Internal injuries can't be seen! Don't resist, let me examine you first!"

Like taking advantage of someone, Miwa Kasumi, who has a somewhat naive personality, gave Lin Qingping a full-body check-up.

If it weren't inappropriate to take off one's pants in public, she probably would have pulled down Lin Qingping's pants as well.

Seeing that the boy had no injuries and seemed to be in good condition, Miwa Kasumi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great, I'm glad you're not hurt..."

"I've already told you I'm fine, so don't be so nervous."

Lin Qingping straightened his clothes helplessly and said, "They're just a bunch of cursed spirits. What can they do to me? You really underestimate me."

"They're just concerned about you! Hey... Gojo-sensei? What are you doing here?"

During the argument, Miwa Kasumi inadvertently spotted Gojo Satoru standing to the side, looking like a lackey.

Her face flushed bright red instantly; the flustered woman couldn't even hold the knife steady.

Oh no, did Gojo-sensei see everything?

Gojo Satoru waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't worry about me, you guys continue..."

He paused, then gave me a suggestive look and politely asked, "By the way, Sanlun-kun, should I excuse myself for a moment?"

"What are you trying to avoid? Qingping-kun and I are just friends!"

"Oh, my friend, I believe you."

No, you didn't believe it at all, did you?

Miwa Kasumi gave this good-for-nothing teacher a disdainful look, her deadpan eyes wide.

Then, after carefully examining Gojo Satoru, who was covered in dust and had bloodstains on his face, he asked with some curiosity, "Speaking of which, Gojo-sensei, how did you get into such a sorry state? Are the special-grade cursed spirits in Soubu High School really that powerful?"

"I didn't fight a top-tier cursed spirit, that's why things turned out like this..."

Gotō glanced at Lin Qingping subtly, the meaning of which was self-evident.

He got beaten up by Lin Qingping.

"Oh, so it was Lord Qingping who did it... Wait, it was Lord Qingping who did it?!"

Miwa Kasumi belatedly realized what was happening and was stunned on the spot.

That's Gojo Satoru!

The strongest sorcerer in hundreds of years!

Who can harm him except for the disobedient gods and the demon king?

However, this very person, who can be called the faith of the Japanese magic world, was brutally beaten up by a sixteen-year-old high school student.

The truth was so surreal that Miwa Kasumi found it hard to accept for a while.

goo-dong-

Swallowing hard, Miwa Kasumi looked at Lin Qingping again, her eyes changing.

It was the kind of look one gives when looking at a deity.

They were similar to the surviving teachers and students of Soubu High School.

"Kiyohira-kun, you really defeated Gojo-sensei?"

"if not?"

Lin Qingping said dismissively, "It's nothing difficult, why are you so surprised?"

No, it's not...

That's Gojo Satoru!

Miwa Kasumi did not finish her sentence.

But I can't help feeling a little sentimental.

how to say.

Young sorcerers like her mostly grew up listening to the legend of Gojo Satoru.

It's normal to find it hard to accept hearing the news of his supposed demise so suddenly.

But after Sanlunxia recovered from her shock, she had a different idea.

"Kiyohira-kun defeated Gojo-sensei, which means that Kiyohira-kun is currently the strongest in the world of jutsu, right?"

The girl looked at Lin Qingping with shining eyes, making no attempt to hide her admiration: "Qingping-kun, you're amazing! If you have time, could you give me some pointers? I want to become stronger too!"

"of course can."

Lin Qingping nodded and replied.

Let alone just giving some pointers, even pointing to things in bed wouldn't be out of the question...

Miwa Kasumi was the first character from the original work he encountered on the day he awakened and upgraded his template, and Lin Qingping had a very good impression of her.

"That's wonderful! Thank you, Qingping-kun!"

The girl cheered and jumped for joy for a while before remembering what she had come there for.

She stopped smiling, coughed lightly, and her expression changed in an instant.

Adopting a businesslike demeanor, he said, "Now that the cursed spirit has been dealt with, leave the cleanup to me!"

"I will organize people to erase the memories of the witnesses!"

This is the most common way the Spellcasting Association handles the aftermath.

First, erase the witnesses' memories, then block all related topics online, and incidentally give students and teachers a holiday.

The reason is quite simple.

The school's pipes exploded, or some facility is old and needs repair...

Anyway, no one can verify whether the Spells Association's words are true or false, so it's up to them to say whatever they want.

Half an hour later.

The Chiba City branch of the association had all arrived and, led by Kasumi Miwa, entered Sobu High School to carry out the aftermath work.

The curtain hasn't been closed yet; it's just that the roads near Soubu High School are blocked off.

The staff were already very familiar with the aftermath and handled the work with great ease.

In no time, most of the people's memories were erased, and then people were arranged to send all these students or teachers home.

Shiro Iroha hid behind Yukino, looking nervously at the group of association members in black suits in front of her, her knuckles white from clenching her fists too tightly.

The girl bit her lip, looking very resistant.

But now that things have come to this, there's no point in resisting.

Because some people, relying on their family's power and influence, wanted to preserve this precious memory.

The main purpose is to make it easier for me to be Lin Qingping's lapdog in the future.

As a result, he was surrounded and brutally beaten by several burly men, and suffered a physical amnesia!

When the male student who was beaten was lifted onto a stretcher by two medical staff, his face was so swollen that even his mother probably wouldn't recognize him.

Don't even think about getting out of bed for at least two months.

Having learned this bloody lesson, no one was ever unwilling to cooperate again...

Everyone is very pragmatic.

The same applies to the iridescent feathers.

She didn't want to get beaten up too; after all, she was a girl, and it would be terrible if she were to be beaten up in front of so many people.

I'm afraid we'll have to live on another planet from now on.

But the problem is..................

"If I forget what happened today, I'll probably go back to being the clueless person I was before, right?"

"This time I had Senior Lin protecting me, but what about next time?"

"Who will protect me next time I encounter a cursed spirit?"

Iroha Isshiki never imagined that one day she would be walking down the street in peace when she would suddenly be eaten by a passing cursed spirit!

Just like a mosquito that's been casually swatted to death, dying without any value or meaning!

not only that!

What terrified Iroha Isshiki the most was that afterwards, there was even a special organization responsible for erasing her memories!

If she were to die, her parents' memories of her would be erased or rewritten, with a fabricated reason like a car accident used to gloss over her life!

No!

Absolutely not!

I don't want my memories erased!

The only help you can give me now...

Only Yukinoshita-senpai!

The girl turned her head, looking at him as if he were an outsider.

Yukino, who was being respectfully protected by several female staff members in black suits, looked on with envy.

She couldn't help but fantasize, how wonderful it would be if she were Yukino...

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Chapter 31: Love is War! (Please add to your favorites!)

A simple cordon divided the school into two worlds.

When she was out in public, Yukino was treated with great respect and was well protected.

The iridescent feathers inside, however, are like refugees queuing for food, waiting to have their memories erased.

The stark contrast and the panic of losing her memory drive Isshiki to desperately seek help.

Naturally, she sought help from Yukino.

"Yukinoshita-senpai!"

Iroha Isshiki tried to cross the cordon, but was stopped by several staff members.

However, they didn't dare to lay a hand on the girl; they simply blocked her way.

"Lady Yukinoshita, look..."

"Let her come."

"Yes!"

Seeing the fear in Iroha Isshiki's eyes, Yukino finally softened; she was the kind of person who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Moreover, Yukino had just noticed that Lin Qingping's gaze towards Iroha was a little strange; he seemed quite interested.

Even if she doesn't speak, what difference does it make if she erases Isshiki Hachiman's memories?

As long as Lin Qingping is willing, can anyone defy his will?

Most importantly............

Glancing at the blue-haired girl who was clearly the group's superior, Yukino couldn't help but feel a surge of resentment towards Lin Qingping, that womanizer.

Even though I and my sister are already here, who knows what will happen to Mom later...

He's even having affairs outside!

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