Special A-level danger warning

Gojo Satoru stared at Osamu Dazai for a long time, and Six Eyes, which can see to the atomic level, fed back a message to him.

The father-son relationship this guy said is probably true, at least in terms of blood relationship.

Good guy, good shoots come out of bad bamboos, this is it.

The unreliable teacher who has no conscience fell into a rare silence, feeling that Zhizhi's life experience is so pitiful, there is such an old father who is keen to gnaw his son.

When Du Feng Xinzhi opened the door and came in alone, the cold and silent atmosphere in the hall was finally broken.

The two who disliked each other unexpectedly did not taunt, or it could be said that Osamu Dazai unilaterally refused to communicate with Gojo Satoru.

Let me go as far as the unreliable and unscrupulous teacher goes. Be a little conscious and go back to the dilapidated magic world, so as not to give you a chance to harm Zhijun.

However, the imagined break-up scene did not take place. Dazai Osamu looked at Gojo Satoru coldly, and the other party even cheekily wrote the words "eating melons and watching operas" on his face, and nestled in his seat, no matter how silent the atmosphere was. It doesn't move anymore.

Really, at a time like this, don't you have the eyesight to get the fuck out of me?

Xia Youjie, who had long since given up any expectations on Gojo Satoru's bad character, after pecking with him a few times, couldn't bear it and went to the other table alone.

He was writing and drawing with the words of the underworld, concentrating on research, intending to figure out the efficacy, so he didn't want to pay attention to these strange things.

To be honest, Otoko Yuta also wanted to withdraw a little bit, he took a look at Fukuji Sakurachi who looked normal, and sighed that he was indeed a legendary hero, and he didn't panic at all after seeing the big scene.

Looking at the not-very-respectable teacher beside him and Osamu Dazai who was smiling and couldn't hide the dangerous black mud, he silently moved to the table where Xia Youjie was alone.

Although this is the guy who wants to take Lixiang away, but with Mr. Wujo around, no one can take it away anyway. Compared to this, it is better to stay away from disputes.

This is what Feng Xinzhi saw when he came in again. The big black cat and the big white cat were confronting each other without giving in, and the others were either standing still, or avoiding if they could.

Compared with the arrogant white cat, Mao Mao, he quite naturally classified the quiet and delicate big black cat into a weak position of being bullied. He didn't feel that his 800-meter filter had unknowingly thickened a lot.

He walked slowly between the black and white cats, stretched out his hand without the slightest hesitation, and gently pulled Osamu Dazai up from the seat.

"The situation has changed, so I temporarily changed my actions. After that, you can see that the matter is resolved, so I won't participate in it personally."

Whether it's a politically empty deputy cabinet or a world of conjuration with a collapsed system, he doesn't care about it for the time being. It's more meaningful to spare time to help Mr. Zhi attack Odasaku.

At any rate, at least he doesn't need to put on Miss Zhizi's shell every time he meets, squandering those rare and fine morals that even he can't clean up.

Gojo Satoru was shocked when he heard this, and even Fukuji Sakurachi looked over with a calm face, with a faint sense of astonishment in his expression, as if he hadn't expected this move at all.

The former's logically confused and unreasonable accusations were extremely heartbreaking.

"No, what about the one who agreed to overthrow those rotten oranges together? How could you give up because of ignorance? You're so stupid! Please be sober!"

Even if the world of conjuration is almost completely screwed up, it's just a matter of trembling and forcibly reforming those dilapidated systems, now tell me not to get involved? ?

You are deliberately making trouble with my delicate and thick hair, childish!He doesn't want to be a sad social animal oppressed by work and labor like Qi Hai!

Damn it, you are so young that you are stunned. There is no good end to being a foolish king who makes you dizzy. Concentrate on being a laborer. No, the planner who reforms the magic world is the right way. !

Wutiao Wutiao, who put all the heavy innovation work on the students, can't be scorned any more, especially he himself is not ashamed at all, his skin is so thick that he can make noodles with a knife.

Faced with his bitter accusations and accusations, Feng Xinzhi didn't change his face, and exposed the fact that Gojo Satoru just didn't want to be forced to become a social animal working overtime.

Wujo Wutiao, who had been exposed through his little thoughts, quietly turned his eyes away from Feng Xinzhi's eye contact, obviously with this shameless idea in mind.

Not only was he justified, but he also refuted plausibly.

"Obviously it was Zhizhi's promise in advance. If you play tricks, your conscience will be condemned."

Naturally, Feng Xinzhi would not leave such mistakes, and his eyes calmly reminded: "At that time, it was agreed to solve the high-level, not to mention that someone thought it was troublesome and pushed the matter of the Yusanjia. If you want to say cheating, it is obviously you I'm cheating."

Well, that seems to be the case.

A certain shameless people's teacher has fallen, and he can already imagine himself gradually becoming a Qihai in the future, shouting social animal speeches such as "Conjurers are shit" and "Work overtime to die".

Damn it, why did such a curse as a social animal befall him!Is life finally going to get its hands on his frail(?) kitten?His precious hair is gone forever? !

No, absolutely not, except for this.

The most powerful conjurer of the time fell on the crow-feather-colored long hair of his young best friend, and his intentions suddenly became sinister.

If it is so long, it must not be bald, right?

Jay, it's you!Come on, you're a Pokémon master, so it's not a problem to grow a person in your liver, right?

Xia Youjie, who didn't know anything but felt a chill behind his back: ...?

He stopped holding Huang Quanzhiyu's hand, squinted his eyes suspiciously and looked back at Gojo Satoru, thinking that it must be this guy's problem.

However, there is nothing that can't be solved by one beating, if there are two beatings, if it doesn't work, continue beating.

At this time, he didn't expect how stupid this rotten Wujou was, or it was because he knew the other party that he was inadvertently overwhelmed by this dog with no lower limit.

Compared to Gojo Satoru who jumped up and down, Fukuchi Sakurachi remained silent after being shocked. Anyway, when the time comes to hand over directly to the port Mafia, even if Feng Xinzhi ignores it, there will be no loss.

Rubbing his chin, he silently raised the meaning of Osamu Dazai to Feng Xinzhi by several levels in his heart, and his thoughts inexplicably went astray on the various unreliable guesses put forward by Suehiro Tiechang.

Hmm... I always feel that this situation is really justified. Sure enough, after I go back, I should drag Mori Ogai over to ask what's going on.

There must be a reason for the other party to stuff Mori Ogai into the military and police and do nothing, whether it's undercover or whitewashing.

Those who were due to disperse were dispersed, Fukuchi Sakurachi went upstairs to the detective agency to wait for others, Gojo Satoru waved his hand and told Otoko Yuta to go back to the town first, and he would leave later.

As for Xia Youjie who couldn't be hidden by the gods because of the closure of God's Domain...

"It's decided! That's it - the resurrection of the super curse master Jie Jiezi who died in the night walk of the ghosts, and shocked the world at the time of the reorganization and innovation of the magic world. Is there anything more shocking to Noctua than this!"

Gojo Wu laughed like a two-hundred-pound brat, and directly faced Xia Youjie's fist. If he hadn't used the no-lower-limit technique at any time, he would have fallen to the ground with one punch.

Fuck you, Jiejiezi, have you been beaten less? Why are there so many shits? !

Under Xia Youjie's increasingly dangerous eyes, a vicious guy who likes to play disco on other people's minefields stretched out his index fingers with both hands, leisurely and leisurely drawing circles simultaneously, and elongated his voice in an unpredictable manner.

"In other words, like Little Six Eyes, who was born out of nothing, I don't mind raising the poor orphan after the death of a deceased friend. It just so happens that I was fostered in Tianmangong before."

Little six eyes?What little six eyes?Has the new Six Eyes of the Wutiao family come to the world?

Xia Youjie, who had been hidden by the gods for a long time, was full of question marks. He didn't understand Wutiao Wu's words, so he didn't refute what the other party said for a while.

However, although I don't know what this guy is talking about, it is definitely not a good thing.

Wutiao Wu, who is not guilty of fooling people, stretched out his cat's paw and pressed it on Xia Youjie's head, as if he was holding some interesting toy.

He added fuel and vinegar, shamelessly talking nonsense.

"Childish and forgetful and ran away. Although the students can run errands at will, it's okay to prevaricate their own tasks occasionally, but real social animals are hard to find."

"Qihai may consider going on strike again after this incident. The rest of the people are either unreliable or weak. Only I am working diligently to build a better future for the magic world."

"So, come on! My hair volume and the magic world are all saved by you, Jiejiezi!"

Since Jie didn't refute the title of Jie Jiezi, he has both sons (Hui) and daughters (Jie)!There is nothing wrong with caring for a deceased friend's children! (shock)

Xia Youjie: ...

what the hell?

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the other side.

Feng Xinzhi, who was walking on the street together, turned his face to look at Osamu Dazai, his eyes were quiet and peaceful.

"Before I took Akutagawa-kun and Oda Saku out for a talk, and there is basically no problem with Miss Yin. Even if he was reluctant, Akutagawa-kun promised that I would not hurt you when we meet next time."

"As for Odasaku's thoughts, although he is not sure, he is more concerned about whether Ms. Zhizi is disguised as a man or a woman than the identity of the leader of Mafia at the port."

Ah, no, as expected of Odasaku!

Osamu Dazai walked side by side with Feng Xinzhi, listening to his words docilely, and was shocked by Odasaku's magical brain circuit for a while.

It doesn't really matter if it's a man or a woman, but the problem is that once you admit your identity, you will be super socially dead. Think about what he said in front of Oda Saku as Ms. Zhizi, what do you think is wrong!

Osamu Dazai, who was caught up in the scene speculation, got stuck in his thoughts, only thinking that it would definitely be so embarrassing that he could buckle out the neat five port buildings.

Feng Xinzhi spoke softly, and looked at Osamu Dazai who was still in a tangle with a suppressed smile.

"He offered to make a drink appointment next time. It's at Lupin's bar. Mr. Zhi will go there, right?"

There's no way to shirk the appointment for a drink at Lupine's bar, right?

She died, Oda work, she died... Woo, how could this be possible, it's too bad, to give such a choice!

Rationality and selfish desires have been fighting for a long time, and Osamu Dazai's expression is twisted, and his tone is dry.

"Yes, yes."

Feng Xinzhi tilted his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter if I come to bartend or accompany the drink."

Ugh? !

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, and there was no trace of hesitation or awkwardness on his face, and his face was stunned.

Is Zhijun bartending and accompanying drinks? !

It must be possible!