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Izumi Kyoka, who was wearing a cat doll, stared at Odasaku calmly, and the expressionless expression resembling President Fukuzawa made the latter look away.

Quan Jinghua took a sneak look at Feng Xinzhi, pursed the corners of her lips, hugged the doll above her head with both hands, and quickly stuffed it into the hands of Ranbu who was sitting on the armchair beside her.

She didn't care about Luanbu's reaction, she walked directly to Feng Xinzhi's side, stretched out her hand and tugged at his sleeve as if mustering up her courage.

"Mission, completed."

The serious and immature voice made Feng Xinzhi smile and nod in affirmation. He looked at the flickering hair on the top of Quan Jinghua's head, and resisted the urge to reach out and touch it.

Although Miss Jinghua is still young, this kind of offensive behavior is still...

Luanbu stretched out his claws, and slapped it on the dumb hair, flattening the dumb hair and hair directly.

Quan Jinghua looked at him expressionlessly.

Luanbu, who opened his eyes lightly, let out a groan, pressed down the dull hair with one hand, and put the cat doll on his head with the other hand, as if to say, Mr. Ranbu will help you push the doll. You have to scratch your head for Lord Ranpo.

He was so righteous that even Oda Saku felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't complain and could only stare at them silently.

After Feng Xinzhi and Quan Jinghua left, Luanbu took the cat doll off its head, held it with both hands, looked left and right, and finally wrapped it in his arms with satisfaction as a pillow.

Well, not only is it comfortable to hold, but it can also ward off evil spirits.

On the road.

Feng Xinzhi slowed down to make it easier for Quan Jinghua to keep up. He tilted his head and saw a small hair whirl, moving with the pace.

"Do you want to go there? It's the place just now. On the bright side, there are no bad guys."

Izumi Jinghua, who was holding the rabbit doll, blinked and directly translated this sentence as choosing the Armed Detective Agency or Port Mafia.

This is a test of loyalty.

Just as she was about to deny it, she saw Feng Xinzhi squatted down and looked at her, her eyes reflected her appearance, her tone was soft and serious.

"Don't rush to give me the answer, you can think slowly."

"Mafia will indeed cultivate your sense of belonging, but if you are not very fit or in a bad mood, it is okay to come here to relax. Mr. Ranpo, Mr. Odasaku and other members are all very good people."

"is it okay?"

This kind of tenderness, which is different from the mafia, made Quan Jinghua stand still in a daze. She lowered her head and looked at the rabbit doll she was holding in her hand, and slightly bent her fingertips.

She looked up at Feng Xinzhi for a while, as if trying to determine whether he was joking, and finally responded softly.

Can you believe it?

Yes.

Quan Jinghua, who was asking and answering in her heart, stretched out her hand and took the initiative to hold Feng Xinzhi's hand. Feeling the warmth from her fingertips, her mood calmed down inexplicably.

Feng Xinzhi took her hand and walked towards the port building that belonged to Ozaki Hongye.

Miss Kyoka is a girl after all, unlike Mr. Atsushi Nakajima and Mr. Akutagawa, it is better to let Ms. Kyoka choose herself than to take the initiative to arrange the future.

It doesn't matter if it's difficult to choose, it's okay to be in between, there is no problem at all.

When he was approaching the building, he saw the beautiful woman in kimono standing gracefully at the entrance of the building holding an umbrella, with a stunning and graceful smile on her geisha-like elegant and glamorous face.

Koye Ozaki nodded slightly, and took Izumi Kyoka from Feng Xinzhi's hand, looking at the girl with an immature face, there was endless pity in her eyes.

"Come and sit in the tea room of my concubine before leaving, Fengxin Palace."

There was no point in leaving immediately, Feng Xinzhi nodded and accepted Ozaki Hongye's invitation.

He noticed the tenderness and affection in the other person's eyes that couldn't be hidden, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't need to worry too much.

Momiji and Kyoka, the two people who have the same Yasha ability are indeed similar. Maybe Ozaki Koyo will be Izumi Kyoka's best mentor.

So fine.

The main building of the five buildings, the chief's office.

Osamu Dazai, who was tinkering with the black cat ball given to him by Teng Zhijun, had a gloomy gaze. He wanted to poke it hard but was afraid of breaking it, and his cheeks bulged up uncontrollably.

He feels that according to the current situation, it is basically impossible for the trip to Hakone that Zhijun promised to complete before Christmas Eve.

Thinking of so many guys who wanted to make trouble, Osamu Dazai wanted to pack them all up and throw them out of Japan.

The group of demons, sorcerers, and cursers choose Christmas Eve when they don't choose a good time, and they want to involve Zhijun when they don't want to do anything.

Abominable, abominable.

Osamu Dazai was very upset and had to temporarily give up the trip to Hakone, which had already planned dozens of plans, and began to calculate viciously after finding out various intelligence materials.

I'm talking about you, rubbish Russians, don't think that I can't see your little tricks, and sooner or later I will pinch you into rice balls and throw them back to Siberia.

The other two guys are not bad at all, why they keep staring at his goose is worse than a certain Sen surname harmful garbage.

Humph, a bunch of big trash!

Osamu Dazai, who turned grief and anger into strength, leaned over the desk and wrote vigorously, exuding a gloomy and resentful atmosphere all over his body.

...Wow, why hasn't Zhijun come back, he will die without Zhijun.

Osamu Dazai, who was suddenly mourned, was looking forward to seeing it through, like a big black cat waiting for its cub to return to the nest but failed.

Damn it, which little fairy caught Zhijun's attention.

Dazai Osamu was so sad and angry that he bit his handkerchief, secretly poked open the positioning display, and suddenly found that Zhijun's positioning signal was next door.

He became even more weary immediately.

Feng Xinzhi, who was quietly drinking tea in the Ozaki Hongye tea room, paused slightly, carefully observing the tea stems in the teacup, wondering what he was thinking.

He felt as if he had forgotten something.

what is it then?

……

On December 12, Christmas Eve is approaching.

The two conjuration colleges in Tokyo and Kyoto are on the alert, not only recalling the students who have graduated, notifying the three major families in the conjuration world, but also sending out assistance applications to other conjuration alliances.

Feng Xinzhi and Yi Gu Youta, who are the centers of the suspected targets, were supposed to stay in the enchantment of the Conjuration Academy, but they were brought out by Gojo Satoru.

"The garbage enchantment of the high school of conjuration is useless, it's better to hide you somewhere else so that Jie can't find it."

Gotiao Wu complained so much, obviously quite dissatisfied with Gaozhuan's enchantment.

"So why take us directly to Shinjuku?"

Otoko Yuta sat across from Gojo Satoru, watching him keep stuffing desserts into his mouth with an indescribable expression on his face.

On the eve of the war, wouldn't it be too contemptuous of the enemy to be so relaxed?

Yi Guyou, who estimated that he would get an affirmative answer, held back the question and silently closed his mouth.

"Shinjuku, it's Zhizhi who has something to do, and he's going to deal with it now."

Although the location of Hyakki Night Walk is also in Shinjuku, what does it matter, these two students are not without the power to protect themselves.

Wujo Wu, who has no teacher's morality, said that he is not worried at all.

It's okay, it's okay, let's not mention "The Box of Enchantment" and "Qimoto Lixiang", they are not their opponents when they encounter ordinary curse masters or curses.

Besides, there is still him.

If my dear students ask for help, as the strongest, he will certainly do it, and his heroic demeanor of exorcising the curse will surely amaze them.

La la la ~ la la la ~

Gojo Satoru, who is humming a ditty in his heart, tries to instill in Otoko Yuta the idea of ​​the supremacy of sweet parties, and sells all kinds of desserts he likes.

Otoko Yuta, who was stunned after taking a sip, endured the enthusiasm of the unscrupulous teacher with a stiff face.

Where is the childishness? Why did he have to bear this hurt alone? Does this kind of sweet dessert actually exist? Is Mr. Wutiao really confused by sugar?

All kinds of questions filled Yi Gu Youta's heart for a while, and he was so eager to complain that he silently succumbed to Gojo Wu's lustful power.

Still the same question, where is Zhizhi, and when can he come back and share the joys and sorrows with him?

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……

A high-end apartment in Shinjuku.

"Come uninvited." The slender, handsome and handsome Orihara Rin also leaned against the door, frowning and letting out a low laugh, "You can't be a bad guest, are you?"

Feng Xinzhi looked back at him, his eyes were quiet and peaceful, and his voice pointed out the inaccuracies in the other party's words lightly.

"Obviously Mr. Zheyuan was told in the chat room before, so it can't be regarded as an uninvited guest."

His iris-colored eyes stared at Orihara Rinya on the opposite side, which was stained with the faint light that belonged to the night.

"As for why you have to visit in person, it is naturally because you want to know some information that cannot be directly exposed to any communication equipment."

"That's right, Orihara-kun."

Feng Xinzhi's gentle tone did not make Orihara Lin let down his vigilance, on the contrary, it was the strange feeling that he was vaguely out of control that made him have some subtle emotions.

He claims to be the love of human beings, and loves everyone except Shizuo who is not under his control, but this person in front of him seems to be...

It seemed to fit the object of his favorite quote.

Human beings without good or evil are either boring or attractive.

As for the troubles that the other party may bring, of course, it is enough to solve it by any means according to one's own preferences.

"The intelligence department of Port Mafia is just a display, so you don't hesitate to go to Shinjuku to find me yourself."

Orihara Rin also showed a gentle and friendly appearance, but his tone was unexpectedly annoying.

Of course Feng Xinzhi wouldn't care about such a trivial matter, he folded his hands and lifted his chin, with a serene expression on his face.

"The problem is, this is Shinjuku."

If you stay in Shinjuku, you should know more and more details.

Orihara Lin, who sensed Feng Xin's implication, suddenly laughed out loud, feeling that the other party seemed strange enough to arouse his interest.

The person in front of him is a person who truly belongs to the other world, a guy who should not appear in the daily life of ordinary people, but unexpectedly stands on the boundary between light and darkness.

Without stepping into the "non-human" realm, it is very natural to integrate into human beings.

"Sin Song, I guess you meant to ask Sin Song. "

It was also rare for Orihara Lin not to talk nonsense, and directly pointed out the information content that the other party wanted to obtain in person.

"That demon sword recently appeared in Shinjuku again."

The demon sword "Sin Song" cursed with twisted love has reappeared after many years.

Feng Xinzhi quietly listened to Ori Yuanlin and continued to speak, pursing the corners of his lips lightly, and had some thoughts in his heart.

"However, there may be more than one "sin song" or just a concept?Because, the host I know is not in Shinjuku now. "

Orihara Lin also added with a smile that he didn't mind telling the other party all the information he knew.

This is what Feng Xinzhi wants, isn't it?

That's right.

Or rather, it did.

Feng Xinzhi lowered his eyes and glanced at his left arm.

During this period of time, the "Heavenly Demon" has almost completely quieted down, which means that the fusion has been completed and it can be used like a finger.

However, sorcerers are not in this category.

The sorcerer, Kyogoku Natsuhiko.