The Strongest Deduction of Zongman Chapter 1253

The blue-haired earring on the side said twitchingly at the corner of his mouth. After the words fell, he and Tsuchimikado Motoharu looked at each other and said:

"Is that a love letter?"

"Probably so."

"Bastard, you actually turned your back on us and successfully left the group?!"

"And it was the woman who took the initiative. Kamijou is a beast. I just said that he does what he does every day to help the old man cross the road. So it's for this purpose!"

"Enough is enough!" Kamijou Touma roared loudly towards the two people behind him as the veins on his forehead popped out.

After the roar, Kamijou Touma gasped bitterly, then thought for a while, opened the envelope, and looked at the text on the letter.

[After the tuition is over, come to the rooftop, is that okay? ]

"Oh~~ the rooftop?" Tsuchimikado Motoharu, who poked his head to take a peek, pushed his glasses, his eyes brightened.

"By the way, the success rate of the confession on the roof of our school is 95% right now?" Blue Hair Earrings patted Kamijou Touma's shoulder with a smile. hear.

"Where did you get this kind of data?"

Kamijou Touma said with a speechless face, he thought for a while, and pulled back the opened shoe cabinet door, after confirming that the word "Kamijo Touma" was written on the door, he looked at the letter in his hand and swallowed .

Could it be that Mr. Kamijou, who has been single for 16 years and relies on his hands for daily entertainment, is finally about to usher in the first spring of his life?

Thinking of this, Kamijou Touma couldn't help swallowing again.

He is also a normal high school boy, and it is normal to expect a happy relationship, so should he go there?

While Mr. Kamijou was thinking about it, Motoharu Tsuchimikado leaned his head over and sucked on the envelope with his nose.

"Yeah, there is a faint fragrance, very high-end kind, could it be that the other party is a famous young lady?"

"No way, that kind of young lady would fall in love with this idiot?" The blue-haired earrings looked unacceptable.

"You guys!! Really enough!!" Kamijou Touma's forehead was once again bulging with veins, he thought for a while, then messed up the letter in his hand, looked for the trash can, couldn't find it, and stuffed it into his pocket , then put on his shoes, and left the school without looking back.

"You look like this, don't you plan to go to the appointment?"

Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Lanfa Earring looked at each other, and Mr. Kamijou's steps in front of him quickened a little.

Shortly afterwards, after the two buddies left the school, Kamijou Touma went back to the school with a smirk on his face against the flow of people returning home.

"Those two idiots, do you really think that I will go to the appointment in front of them?"

Kamijou-san praised his wit.

Afterwards, he turned his head and looked around, then tiptoed back to the teaching building, put on his shoes, and walked briskly to the door of the roof on the top floor.

Before pushing open the door, Kamijou Touma took out the crumpled paper ball from his pocket, rubbed it, smoothed it out a bit, and sniffed it tentatively.

"Indeed, there is a faint fragrance, is it really Missy?"

Thinking of this, Kamijou Touma couldn't help imagining a beautiful girl with straight black hair, gentle temperament, elegant demeanor, and always smiling, and then his whole body trembled, his heart pounding.

"No, no, Mr. Kamijou, you have to calm down. Will you accept it later, or accept it with hesitation, or accept it with restraint?"

Kamijou Touma, who was thinking in a mess, swallowed his saliva, patted his cheek, and then pushed open the door of the rooftop with a slightly flushed face.

The empty rooftop at night glows with a faint white light under the moonlight, which is very confusing. The slightly bright night wind blows by at night, taking away a little bit of dryness from the body.

And in the center of the rooftop, the skeleton old man in a purple robe stretched out his hands with a smirk.

"Welcome to come, Shenjing seeks demons!!"

Seeing that skinny skeleton face, before thinking about the black long straight big sister in my mind, Kamijou Touma's slightly flushed face was like eating a few big mouthfuls of Rexiang in an instant, so embarrassing that I can't describe it in words!

Chapter 363 The Buddha and God Purify Demons

"Welcome to come, Shenjing seeks demons!!"

The monk was grinning and said with a smile. When he was speaking, his hard and dry skin seemed to be cracked, like a silkworm chrysalis about to break its shell, which made people's scalp numb.

"..."

Kamijou Touma fell into a long silence.

"Huh? Is there something wrong with my opening statement?"

Monk looked at Kamijou Touma who was loveless in front of him in surprise, raised his skinny hand, scratched his head, and continued:

"Then let me introduce myself. After all, I didn't sign the previous letter."

"I'm called Seng Zheng, and I'm a member of Gremlin. Well, I almost forgot that you don't know what Gremlin is. Just treat it as an arbitration committee like the United Nations."

"Hehehe~~"

Kamijou Touma let out a shriveled laugh, and then, he clenched his right hand, and with a terrified momentum and a grief-stricken expression, he slammed the door of the roof, making a loud bang .

Then, not knowing whether it was the pain from the beating or the collapse of his heart, he knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down his face, and shouted to the sky:

"I knew it would be this kind of result! I didn't expect it at all. I didn't expect it at all, such a well-educated black-haired big sister!!"

Sengzheng scratched his head, looking at the distraught girl in front of him, a lot of black question marks appeared on his face.

what happened? He just asked the other party to go up to the rooftop to talk about it. Why did the young man in front of him show such a grief-stricken expression.

Also, what the hell is a well-educated black-haired elder sister?

After thinking for a while, the monk reached into his robe, took out a white cloth, walked up and handed it to Touma Kamijou, and said, "Although I don't understand what happened, let's wipe away my tears, boy."

"Thank you, grandpa is such a good man."

Kamijou Touma wiped his tears and sweat with a white cloth, then got up from the ground, looked at Seng Zhengdao with a strange face:

"By the way, grandpa, what do you want from me?"

"Well, there are a lot of things I want to do, but there is one priority. Well, Kamijou Touma, can you touch the old body with your right hand?"

Monk Zheng thought for a moment, then said to Kamijou Touma with a serious tone.

"Huh? Right hand? Why did you touch you with your right hand?" Kamijou Tomo was stunned for a moment and said in surprise.

Of course he knows the function of his right hand. It is a miraculous fantasy killer that can eliminate supernatural powers and magic, but the question is, why does this very thin old man in front of him, who looks like a mummy, know the existence of his right hand?

"Ah, the old body is currently trapped by some kind of magic formula, so I put my hope on your right hand, but if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter."

Sengzheng said magnanimously, no matter what happens next, he now thinks that it doesn't matter if Kamijou Touma doesn't agree.