The strongest me is running amok in Yokohama

Gojo Satoru grinned, without the slightest feeling of guilt after misleading others: "It seems that you will indeed give me a certain reward, which is really great."

"After all, the salary of the trainee members of the Armed Detective Agency is indeed very low. I basically have nothing left after I buy snacks." Wutiao was still viciously teasing Zhongyuan Zhongye's fragile nerves, "It's important that your port mafia is here. I am really happy to send so many thoughts at this critical moment.”

Zhong Yuanzhong also finally found out what he should complain about: "...if you spend all your wages on snacks, don't you usually not eat and sleep at the entrance of the overpass at night?"

"Of course not," Gojo Satoru widened his eyes, "The trainee employees of the Armed Detective Agency all have their own dormitories! We are not as black-hearted as your port mafia, who spend all day thinking about how to squeeze our subordinates."

"Is this the point? Forget it," Nakahara Chuya had already given up on the reasoning of this weird guy who was as good as Dazai Osamu, "If you want to make money, hurry up and go to the Mafia with me."

Gojo Gojo turned his head happily, and said to the two people behind him, "Ranbu, Miss Xie Ye, then I'm leaving!"

"You'd better not come back." Yosano Akiko replied coldly.

Edogawa Ranpo was just perfunctorily counting the number of snacks he had left while raising his hand and shaking casually.

However, none of this broke the smile on Gojo Satoru's face.He just stepped out of the Armed Detective Agency's door after saying goodbye hastily, and said softly to Nakahara Nakaya, "Okay, let's go."

Nakahara also intuited that there might be some twists and turns that he didn't know about-in simple terms, it was because of Dazai that he easily got smart ptsd.

The young man glanced at Wu Tiao who was still smiling at him with some doubts, and finally he just pursed his lips and said: "Then hurry up, the current situation cannot prevent us from delaying time on the road."

"Do you mean to let us drive back with supernatural powers?" Wujo Wu asked, "It's not impossible, but I think if we have to do this in the future, I'm afraid it will cost more..."

"Of course not!!!" Zhong Yuan was so angry that he almost smashed the floor with his foot, "Hong Kong and Hei will send a car to pick us up!"

"Oh," Wujo Satoru lamented hypocritically with some pity, "Okay, then hurry up and lead me there, Chuya."

After choking each other for a long time, the two finally arrived at the gate of the Port Mafia by car.

"Just quit the Armed Detective Agency and came to work part-time in the port mafia," Gojo Satoru stroked his well-groomed bangs, and boasted with his eyes closed. Could it be that this is the legendary natural beauty that is hard to give up?"

And Zhong Yuanzhong has also become a ruthless complaint machine in this short half hour: "Your two sentences before and after have no logical relationship at all."

Gojo Satoru raised his head, carefully looked at the tall buildings in front of him, and said slowly: "I didn't notice it when I came here last time, but the residence of your port mafia is really luxurious."

Mentioning the so-called "last time", Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but sneered a few times: "Do you mean the 'last time' when you almost destroyed the leader's building directly? Can you count as destroying the foundation? How much will it cost to repair afterward?"

Gojo Satoru whistled, not ashamed but proud, and happily replied: "Indeed, I am really amazing to give you such a big gift when we meet for the first time!"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also threatened: "Don't say such things if you don't want to fight with me again."

"I don't care," Gojo Satoru put his hands behind his back and said softly, "Nakaya-kun, I know you're not a normal human being—don't look at me like that, didn't I tell you that my eyes are special ?”

"So I probably still understand that your supernatural ability cannot be just gravity. But even so, I don't think I am the weaker one between you and me."

Speaking of this, the white-haired boy suddenly changed his tone from indifference to enthusiasm again: "But what is the name of your supernatural power, Chuya-kun? I can exchange mine with you!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it for a while, and felt that this was nothing - after all, his ability could not be heard from the name.In other words, it is very likely that Gojo Satoru did not say this to obtain information related to Zhongya Chuya, but chose to send information about his supernatural powers to the port mafia.

"Why are you doing this?" Zhong Yuan asked.

Gojo Satoru let out a long "huh" and replied: "To verify your leader's speculation about me. After all, in terms of the current situation, the stronger my ability is, the more beneficial it is to my own situation."

"Pure power doesn't need to be concealed. I thought you, Mr. Chuya, as the well-known gravity envoy of the port mafia, would have a deep understanding of this."

Nakahara Chuya and Gojo Satoru stood at the gate of the port mafia and looked at each other.

——However, Gojo Satoru lowered his head, while Nakahara raised his head.

After a while, Chu Fa's young man gave an impatient "tsk", and said the name of his ability: "Among the filthy sorrows."

"..." Gojo Satoru raised his hand, covered his face and fell silent for a while.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at this person very puzzled: "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

"No, no," Wutiao turned his face to the side, trying to suppress a smile, "It's just that the name really suits you, but it's a bit unorthodox."

On the surface he said so, but behind his back he began to recall the famous poem by Chuya Nakahara.

——It seems that it was written after beating Osamu Dazai one time?It fits the current situation quite well.

Under Nakahara Nakaya's fierce stare, Gojo Satoru hastily coughed twice, and earnestly fulfilled the agreement just now: "My ability...can you call it 'infinity'?"

Having said that, he shook his head again: "No, as expected, 'Infinite Spell' sounds better."

"The name of my ability is 'Infinite Spell'."

The young man clapped the board with a smile.

Zhong Yuan still felt that he was being tricked: "I always feel that you are perfunctory to me."

"The name of this ability may be perfunctory, but the information contained in it is absolutely not adulterated." Gojo Satoru seriously assured, "If you lie to you, Mori Ogai will let you know." Move the border back another three centimeters."

Zhong Yuanzhong almost jumped up from the ground because of Wutiao's words: "What nonsense are you talking about, it's related to the leader..." He brought this here vaguely, "What does it have to do with it! "

Seeing that these two guys were finally about to fight—although no one expected that the final fight would be a hairline dispute between the leaders of the port mafia—but at this moment, a voice came from behind Zhongya Nakahara. There was a loud coughing sound.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and greeted the person who made the sound: "Good afternoon, Mr. Hirotsu Yanagi."

Gwangjin Liulang is an old man in the port mafia.As a member of the "Black Lizard" combat unit directly under the leader, although he is not considered the highest level within the organization, Hirotsu has a close personal relationship with most of the cadre-level members, and he is a figure that cannot be underestimated.

Zhongyuan Zhongya and Guangjin Liulang have always had a good relationship, and the young man also respects this senior very much.

Therefore, when he realized that Hirotsu was standing behind him, Nakahara Nakahara could only take a hard look at Gojo, then quickly turned around and followed Gojo Satoru to say hello: "Master Hirotsu, good afternoon. "

Guangjin Liulang also politely replied: "It seems that you have completed your task well, Mr. Chuya."

"Great," the middle-aged man with a beard said with a smile, "The leader is waiting for you in the office."

Before Zhongyuan Zhongya could respond, Gojo Satoru suddenly asked, "Where's Dazai?"

Guangjin Liulang responded: "Mr. Dazai is also reporting to work in the office—what's the matter? Mr. Gojo."

"It's nothing." Gojo Satoru made a commercial smirk, "Don't worry, I won't beat him to death. After all, he has to keep working for a while."