I was in the supernatural film set and mixed into the cursed world

The tone of voice with implicit warning made me nod obediently. There were still many fragrant old men in the venue, but their staying power was not as strong as that of the brain flower. So I could let them go for now and come back later.

No, no, they are so kind to me, how can I keep thinking about eating?

I obediently walked back to our original position with Teacher Gojo.

Seeing that the matter came to an end and nothing happened in the mountain village, the old men curled their lips and walked back to their seats arrogantly.

"Gojo Satoru, the people you brought with you openly committed violence, attacked the elder, and killed his subordinates. Do you have anything else to say?"

The Zen temple elder, who had been sitting there without moving, started to ask for accountability. It seemed that he wanted to put the blame on me for what that idiot had done.

"Is he really getting old and blind? He should take a closer look at that guy before making any conclusion." Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows.

"You?!" The Zen temple elder was pushed and stood up angrily. When he was about to say something, he was interrupted by his subordinate next to him.

"Sir, this person's brain is gone... It's suspected to be caused by a rare curse..." An inspector stated the conclusion and quietly put the report into the hands of the Zen elder.

"Ha, she's the only one here. If it's not her, could it be that her brain is running away?!" He slammed the table angrily without even looking at the report in his hand.

Um...is it possible that it ran away on its own?

I twitched my lips, and looked at him speaking to me crazily with a confident look on his face, and I couldn't help but feel speechless.

There seem to be too many coincidences. Am I being framed by a brain?

"Ms. Hayashida, you are sentenced to death for openly attacking the elder, killing the elder's assistant, and eating...eating...the brain!" an old man said reluctantly.

Listen, you think this is outrageous, and you're still trying to put the blame on me?! Are you really not going to use your brains? This old man has become mean. He's no longer the kind old man he used to be. I stared at him and marked him.

Seeing the other old men yelling and scolding Gojo-sensei without objection, I couldn't help but start to feel a little worried.

I looked at the group of smug old men. Could these also be growing crooked? I wonder if they will just rot and stop growing?

The scent on them really does smell like a panacea, but I have a feeling that if this continues, these old men might be of no use.

Maybe I could do them quietly, away from the teacher's sight, while they still had some value.

Due to insufficient evidence, both sides insisted on their own opinions. In the end, I was given a suspended death sentence and was taken back by Teacher Baimao.

If these old guys make the teacher unhappy, then I don't mind adjusting the priorities.

Before leaving, I saw the handkerchief suddenly appear behind the old man and silently shifted my gaze.

Ah, I almost forgot, there is a group of "old friends".

Well, I wish you peace. Compared to this group of "friends," the "friends" are more important than the old, gluttonous guy. I hope you are in good health and everything goes well.

"Ok?"

I was lifted up by the back of my collar. I looked up in confusion and saw a black eye mask.

"Teacher Gojo?"

"Just now, there was a strong aura of curse on your body, and now it is mixed with the energy and it is difficult to distinguish." Gojo Satoru touched his chin and weighed the girl he lifted up.

"How old are you? Why are you so light?"

"Teacher, I'm an adult!" Feeling the arc of being lifted, I couldn't help but shake my legs.

"A child who tells lies is not a good child~"

"……do not know."

"Ok?"

"I don't know how old I am, or even how many years I've lived..."

No one had taught her how to keep track of her age since she was born. She didn't know how many years had passed when she met the police.

Gojo Satoru looked at the girl who was lifted up, thought for a moment, and then let go. "Well... forget it, it's not a big deal."

Later he would investigate this mysterious girl carefully.

"Wu, you are not doing anything bad again, are you?" Ye Mo Zhengdao, who followed slowly, glanced at Gojo Wu with some suspicion.

"And you, come back to school with me obediently. Please, please make sure nothing happens to you."

I said it twice.

I said it twice.

Teacher Gojo and I looked at each other and both behaved ourselves.

It seemed that the atmosphere was a bit chaotic before, and after leaving the meeting room, the teacher and the principal chose to walk.

Looking at the lush woods around me, I couldn't help but feel silent.

Normally, in this kind of scene, some guys might show up... Speaking of which, what's with the shouting "Kill Brother"? It's been so quiet on my shoulder today.

I hope nothing happens, but my alarm keeps beeping.

As soon as I thought this, I heard even more shrill shouts and cries of killing.

“…” I really have to find a way to solve this physical condition, otherwise, my ears will become deaf sooner or later.

"Huh?" Attracted by the movement behind them, Teacher Gojo and the principal looked over.

Not far away, there were figures gathering and slowly jumping towards this side. A familiar nursery rhyme gradually sounded in my ears.

"Lose~Lose~Lose the handkerchief~"

"Put it gently next to Old Orange's hand, and don't tell him~"

…………Ah, that “old friend” is chasing after me.