The world is restarting

The fourth branch of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Division, the reception room.

The policeman named Akiyama on the opposite side said, "I hope you can understand."

Dongfang Jousuke scratched his cheek hesitantly, looked at the registration form in front of him, "...that's it."

Just now the policeman gave him a detailed explanation, and he finally understood that the reason he was brought here was not that the other party misunderstood him as a member of a criminal organization.

"Our scepter4 is a public security agency for supernatural beings, which is responsible for managing special abilities and dealing with incidents caused by various special abilities. For ordinary people, supernatural beings are very dangerous, and the losses caused by supernatural personnel crimes are also huge." It is much more serious than ordinary criminals. Therefore, scepter4 will collect and register supernatural beings nationwide, and we also shoulder the responsibility and obligation of monitoring some supernatural beings who are particularly powerful or have previous convictions."

"Although Dongfang Jun has a good reputation before, your abilities are too powerful and are also within the scope of our supervision. You can rest assured that we will not disturb your daily life, but it is still recommended that you move the area of ​​​​activity When we come to Tokyo, we can deal with any problems in time.”

"We can help arrange your family's work and residence, and we can also bring up other needs... I hope you can seriously consider it."

……

The other party explained it to him like this.

Although the ability is very powerful, and the clothes and hairstyles are also moving towards the development direction of bad boys, but as long as he doesn't get caught off guard, Dongfang Josuke is actually a good boy with a kind and gentle personality.

The attitude of the other party was polite, and his words were very reasonable. In addition, because my grandfather was a policeman, he had a high degree of affection for the police officers, so he did not resist when he was arrested after saving someone.

Now that the other party has explained it to him, he can understand it, but he is still a little embarrassed if he really wants to leave Duwang Town and move to Tokyo.

After all, it was the place where he grew up, and Tomoko liked it very much, and he might not be willing to live outside.

He was still hesitating, but the other person on the opposite side had already said casually, "Fill out the registration form first, and clearly write down the scope of abilities and manifestations, and someone will come to give you a level test later."

"Oh." Dongfang Jousuke came back to his senses, and began to fill in the form as he said.

Akiyama Ice Club picked up the water glass on the table and took a big sip. Although the room chief asked Fushimi to explain the situation, he was basically the one talking just now.

The person next to him took the file and flipped through it casually, acting as a quiet handsome man for a long time.It wasn't until Akiyama finished explaining and asked him if he had anything to add, that their third-in-command lazily said, "No."

Cherish words like gold.

Akiyama: "...Fushimi, did you really leave this task to me?"

Fushimi Saruhiko picked up a page of paper with his pale fingers, nodded dispensably, and said in a casual tone, "The chief said he saved Kusuhara, so let me be more polite to him."

Akiyama: "...so?"

Then he saw their third-in-command glance at him impatiently with the eyes of "Are you not very smart?", "So I let you come."

Qiushan Ice Club: "..."

It turns out that you are still self-aware of the attribute that you ridicule the moment you speak?The way you speak is intentional, right?It was definitely on purpose, right? !

Qiushan Bingshe is a calm person, he usually doesn't complain unless he can't help it.

He drenched himself again, struggled to maintain his avatar, and wanted to change the subject, his eyes fell on the stack of documents that Fushimi was reading over and over again.He was about to ask what it was when there was a knock on the door of the reception room.

"Mosimoxi~"

Daoming Temple poked his head out from behind the door, "Fushimi, Akiyama, have you finished talking with Dongfang Jun? Someone came to bail him out."

Higashika Josuke, who was filling out the form, and Akiyama Hirosa, who put down his water glass, looked at the door in surprise at the same time.

Fushimi Saruhiko sat on the spot and turned the page with the information, sneered and didn't turn his head back, "Why didn't I know that scepter4 has a bail program?"

"Well, because the person who came here is special, the room chief said to save face."

Daoming Si smiled and pushed open the door to make way.

The footsteps of the little leather shoes on the marble floor and the cheerful voice of the little girl slid in through the door, like a beam of bright sunlight shining into the room.

"Fu see."

Fushimi Saruhiko's hand flipping through the document suddenly stopped.

"Do you think the director did it on purpose?" Daoming Si quietly asked Qiu Shan next to him, covering half of his face with the document.

Qiushan Bingshe crossed his arms, and his calm expression could not hide the gossip in his eyes, "I think according to the usual style of the room chief... it must be intentional."

Dongfang Jousuke, the only one who didn't understand the situation, walked beside them like a bewildered civet cat, "What's on purpose?"

Then he saw the two of them looked back at him together, and the young man named Daoming Si rushed over and grabbed his shoulders, "Hey, Mr. Dongfang, what do you think of our third-in-command?"

Dongfang Jousuke: "Huh?"

Akiyama also took a step back and stood side by side with him, and said in a low voice without looking sideways, "Ask your impression of him."

"Eh..." Dongfang Jousuke subconsciously looked up.

They just came out of the reception room and were about to go to the chief's office, a few steps away from them, the silver-haired little sister who just came to bail him walked in front, and the black-haired boy followed her with his hands in his pockets .

His figure is thin, he is dressed freely in a military uniform, and his temperament is cold and sharp. Although he didn't say a few words from the beginning to the end, but-"boring, not interested, don't bother me", just looking at his back can give people Such a feeling.

Dongfang Jousuke thought for a while, "I feel like a very powerful person, but he shouldn't be easy to get along with?"

After hearing his answer, Daoming Si opened his eyes wide in surprise and looked at him, "Mr. Dongfang, you are really a good person."

Dongfang Josuke: "Huh?"

Daoming Temple: "The wording is so euphemistic, 'not easy to get along with' or something, it is really too euphemistic for Fushimi."

Dongfang Josuke: "..."

"It's not that Fushimi-kun is 'not easy to get along with'." Akiyama added calmly, "It's because the concept of 'getting along with others' doesn't exist in his dictionary."

"That's right, that's right," Daoming Temple nodded in agreement, "Maybe we are the same as the NPCs in the game in the eyes of Fushimi."

He actually said this sentence very happily.

"..." Akiyama Ice Club sometimes feels that Fushimi is not the only one whose brain circuits are difficult to understand among colleagues.

But having said that, none of the members of scepter4 have a brain circuit that is easy to understand, even Deputy Chief Awashima and the head of the room... Ahem, he silently shifted his attention back to the picture in front of him.

It was raining heavily when they left for the mission, but the rain stopped after they returned, but the dark clouds in the sky were still oppressive.

They walked across the square towards the opposite building. The sky was dark, and the little girl in a dark dress happily walked in front. The long silver curly hair behind her was dancing lightly with her movements, and she seemed to be herself. With a soft light effect, even the gloomy sky is illuminated.

As she walked, she turned her head and talked to Fushimi behind her, and the black-haired boy occasionally replied casually.

It can be heard that his tone is still impatient as usual, but he can also feel that there is a long progress bar behind his impatience, which is far from being red.

"Sure enough, Fushimi is much more patient with sister Mi than with us." Daoming Temple rubbed his chin in thought.

Dongfang Jousuke didn't know why he wanted to join this gossip, but he still answered from the mainstream, "So, is that Fushimi-kun the type who is more tolerant of children?"

As soon as the words fell, the two people around him looked back at him in horror at the same time.

Qiushan Bingshe: "...you think too much, really."

Dongfang Jousuke: "Huh? Oh..."

They were talking, when a sleepy voice suddenly floated in front of them.

"...Sorry to bother you."

Several people raised their heads together, and saw that the two people in front stopped at some point.

Fushimi Saru Hiko put one hand in his pocket, turned his body slightly and looked at them, his funeral face was extraordinarily cold and heartless under the dim light of the sky.

"Need to go back around and give you a little more time to chat?"

"..." Qiushan laughed dryly, "Well, there's no need for that."

Fushimi: "Then hurry up and follow."

Three people: "...Yes."

The procedure for bailing Dongfang Josuke is not complicated, because His Excellency Qingwang is actually very talkative-only represents Sawada Lori's personal opinion.

But although people were brought out from scepter4, everyone knows that there must be a follow-up to this matter.

Scepter4 will not let such a powerful supernatural being remain free, especially now that the situation is tense.However, His Excellency King Qing's attitude is not too tough. It may be possible to resolve it peacefully or want to resolve it peacefully.

Sawada Ya didn't come alone, Reborn and the big brother named Kujo Jotaro who came to visit at home also accompanied her.

The group did not stay long in scepter4 after picking them up, and was sent out by Qing Wang's deputy, Ms. Awashima Seri.

Sawada Ya and Fushimi walked behind.She lowered her head slightly, holding the hands of the people around her as if she was playing a game, and bouncing across the gap between the bluestone slabs, a word suddenly floated beside her.

"Be careful at the press conference."

"Huh?" She looked up suspiciously.

"'Cocoon' press conference." Fushimi looked ahead and said lightly, "You dressed like this to attend that dinner party."

"Oh..." Sawada Ya nodded a little confused.

She is wearing a gothic style dress today, red and black colliding to create a mysterious and retro atmosphere, like a little princess sleeping in a vampire's castle tower, with an obsidian splicing hairpin pinned to the left side of her long silver hair, it is It was in the shape of a small mask with long tassels hanging from it.

Because the letter sent by Uncle Kudo Yusaku mentioned that the background of "Cocoon" was written by him. There are five story worlds, one of which is London at the end of the eighteenth century.

Nana's mother was very interested in that era, and after knowing it, she happily packed this outfit for her daughter, saying that it was to fit the background of the era.

"What will happen at that dinner party?" Little Loli asked the people around her blankly.

Most of the Japanese politicians gathered, and there was also a chaebol from the United States. The guys from the Green Clan did nothing to waste this great opportunity.

Fushimi's gaze casually fell on the petite figure in a top hat and a black suit walking in the front, "Who knows... just don't cause trouble."

"?" Sawada Ya puffed her cheeks, "I'm so obedient, so I won't."

Fushimi's gaze paused, and he looked down at her, his pale fingers protruding from his cuffs to poke her bunny face.

"...You really have the nerve to say such a thing."

Sawada Ya: "Hey, isn't it?"

She raised her head, her clear eyes caught a bit of the sky light falling among the clouds, she was as beautiful as a little angel on a church mural, her breath was clean and innocent.

"...tsk." Fushimi turned his head away, "...troublesome."

Sawada Ya: "???"

"Fushimi, you said I was troublesome, I heard it!"

"Oh."