Special A-level danger warning

Osamu Dazai received the call while saying things like being careful on the road and having fun, while expressing another note in his heart for the high school of magic.

Kyoto...

It was so far away, if something happened, he would be completely beyond his reach.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help suffocating for a while at the thought of the potentially dangerous one, two, three.

When Chuya Nakahara knocked on the door of the chief's office, he saw Osamu Dazai, who seemed to be in deep thought with his hands folded on his chin.

This appearance is a bit like the leader of Xiandai Sen.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was silent for a while, also started today's lengthy report. After all, there are so many things these days, and simplification cannot be simplified.

"...Zhongye."

Before the report was halfway through, Osamu Dazai interrupted Nakahara Chuya softly, causing him to look up at the other party, wondering what the mackerel saw to be wrong.

Just when he thought Osamu Dazai would put forward some constructive opinions, Osamu Dazai did not disappoint him.

"Say, how about we go to Kyoto to open a branch?"

ha?

Is the mackerel's brain really broken after using too much?

Nakahara Chuya suppressed the complaints stuck in his throat, and pierced Osamu Dazai's unrealistic idea with a dark face.

"Things on the Kanto side haven't been fully settled yet, don't even think about the Kansai side! Even if we set up a branch, so what, now we don't have the energy to send people to suppress the west."

Oh.

Osamu Dazai turned away expressionlessly, not looking at Nakahara Nakaya's irritable expression.

Hard, fist hard.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, restraining his urge to hit someone.

After he calmed down, he heard the leader sitting on the seat give an order that made him a little confused in a cold tone.

"Then Chuya will go and get rid of the military police who have just been dispatched to Yokohama."

Of course, he knew exactly what to pay attention to the small army that was secretly manipulated by the rats in the gutter to come to test.

Then during the two days when Zhijun went to the capital, he would definitely keep an eye on this cunning mouse, so as not to let the other party have the possibility of contacting Zhijun.

Like a big black cat trying to block a mouse's sight from coveting its cub, Osamu Dazai was extremely disgusted in his heart, and was about to forcibly divert the other's attention to himself.

There is nothing wrong with this kind of trick that can be seen through at a glance, as long as the opponent can't escape, it doesn't matter if the purpose is seen through.

Thinking about it this way, it would be good for Zhijun to go to Kyoto.

Osamu Dazai suddenly had this idea, and immediately threw the idea into the non-recyclable trash can.

What, it's best for Mingming Zhijun to stay by his side.

Although he thought so, Osamu Dazai, who couldn't stop Feng Xinzhi from going to other places, was silent, and his heart was filled with silence.

Sure enough, no matter how you think about it, it's the fault of those weird people!

Those who fall into this category include but are not limited to Gojo Satoru, Xia Youjie, Jingji Xiayan, Tuosi and others.

Osamu Dazai, who forcibly vented his anger, shut himself up for a while, and then started to work with a heart.

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The day before the exchange meeting between sister schools in Tokyo and Kyoto, students from the Tokyo school arrived in Kyoto.

"Shall we come to provoke you?"

A third-grade senior said so.

Otoko Yuta, who had no reason to refuse and had no time to refuse, followed a group of second and third graders to appear at the entrance of the Kyoto Rijujutsu High School.

He looked blankly at Feng Xinzhi, who was beside him with a calm expression, hesitant to speak.

"Children, we look like this..." Is it not good?

Going to the door to provoke or something, no matter how you look at it, it's against the rules, right?

Feng Xinzhi tilted his head to look at Otoko Yuta, the other party got a little closer, and he could feel the almost resentful breath from "Qimoto Lixiang".

Feng Xinzhi: ...

"It's okay, the big deal is to let them provoke them back next year."

As soon as he finished his words, people from the high school of conjuration in Kyoto came out in twos and threes.

Standing at the front is Todo Aoi, a second-year student.

The knotted muscles on his body make him tall and burly, and his rough face looks a bit hideous, with a pineapple-like hairstyle on his top.

He scanned the audience, suppressing the relaxed atmosphere of the Tokyo school with his own strength.

Scale, a sophomore from the Tokyo school, came out with a slumped face. With short hair and a bit of a scrawled appearance, he uttered a question word in a low voice.

"what?"

Who are you?

Dongtang Aoi closed his eyes, as if he saw the hula skirt dancing in front of him.

"Tokyo, I just have one question."

His face became extremely solemn, and the students from the Kyoto school behind him who had a premonition about what Totang was about to ask turned their heads away from him.

Kamo Kenji and Nishinomiya Momo, who are both in the second grade, were silent to each other, while the other turned their eyes away and put on a look of avoiding suspicion.

Aoi Todo stated what she wanted to say almost bluntly, and glanced at everyone in the Tokyo campus.

"What type of woman do you like?"

A serious look that raised a rather important question.

The scene fell into a suffocating silence for a while.

Yi Guyoutai grabbed Feng Xinzhi's sleeve, and pulled him back half a step silently. Having faced similar problems with pandas before, he was still not sensitive to such problems.

However, Dongtang Aoi did not let him go.

Probably out of subtle sympathy, the second and third graders of the Tokyo school also answered, but none of them were accepted by Aoi Todo.

"What about you, Yi Gu, the first grader? What type of woman do you like?"

Sure enough, Yi Gu Youtai, who was asked, scratched his hair in embarrassment, and Feng Xinzhi next to him looked away without changing his expression.

"What type of woman do you like..." Otoko Yuta didn't hesitate too much, and replied in a natural tone, "Of course it's Lixiang."

"I like Satoshi the most."

Before the words fell, the mantra power belonging to "Qimoto Lixiang" began to fluctuate violently and then became quiet, and he almost showed his figure excitedly to express that he also liked Yuta the most.

Aoi Todo didn't respond, but Kenji Kamo and the others behind him couldn't help but look at Otoku several times in admiration.

This is a man who has the guts to like super-level curse spirits, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is unique.

Not only the Kyoto school, but even several seniors of this school cast admiring looks at Otoku Yuta.

Yi Guyou scratched his cheek in embarrassment, completely unexpected that everyone's reaction would be so intense.

"bored to death."

Dongtang Aoi, who pursed his mouth into a straight line, commented frankly, showing a face of sadness to tears with sincere emotion, as if mourning for Yi Guyou's boring taste.

Oh.

Yi Gu Youtai flattered me.

Feng Xinzhi, who moved his gaze elsewhere, felt Dongtang Aoi's gaze on him, with a sense of scrutiny.

It's okay not to answer this kind of thing.

He turned his face and looked at Dongtang calmly, trying to make him give up on his own.

Dongtang Aoi, who looked at each other for a few moments, frowned, as if thinking about something.

After a while, when everyone thought he had given up asking questions, Dongtang spoke with a serious expression.

"Although you look like you can't find an ideal woman, let me just ask."

Dongtang Kui looked at Feng Xinzhi solemnly, as if he was facing some important issue of life and death.

"What type of woman or man do you like?"

Feng Xinzhi: ...

Feng Xinzhi:? ? ?

What does it mean that he looks like he can't find an ideal woman?

Feng Xinzhi, who was stunned for a moment, understood the true meaning of Dongtang Kui, and was speechless for a few moments before suppressing the complaints in his heart.

Now, he didn't even want to answer Aoi Todo.

The author has something to say: Dazai Osamu: Sure enough, Zhijun will not abandon me for a woman! (Ecstasy) ... What, what, there are still men? (lose color and become line art)

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In addition, to talk about one thing, I just found out that Hong Kong. Hei has become a masked word. I don’t know if the previous article has become a mouthful. If not, it may be because of the cache. Anyway, before Hong Kong. , I can only add a dot in the middle or change it to the full name of Port Mafia (the hand that lights the cigarette trembles slightly)