The singularity produced by "Heavenly Demon" seems to have disappeared.

All the supernatural power users under the dense fog can feel that the feeling of continuously emitting strong energy fluctuations is gone, and there is no tendency for the number of monsters to increase.

Feeling the supernatural power returning to his body, Feng Xinzhi blinked lightly, and had an estimate in his heart.

It is estimated that Mr. Ayatsuji has already met with the real sorcerer, so this means that tonight's operation can come to an end.

The Hyakki Night Walk, which was dealt with by the conjurer outside, should also have entered the final stage.

So, this battle for Shinjuku is over.

The dense fog gradually cleared, Shibusawa Ryuhiko took the initiative to release "Ryuhiko no Mama".

Seeing the figure of Bai Qilin gradually blending into the night, Feng Xinzhi's eyes flashed a few thoughts, as if he was planning some scheme.

If it goes well, maybe you can really use Mr. Shibusawa's power to achieve a certain goal, and the price you need to pay is not unacceptable.

so……

"No! No!"

Osamu Dazai, who was just about to roll on his seat, completely let himself go, without even considering his identity as the leader of Mafia at the port, he grabbed Feng Xinzhi's sleeve and loudly denied this dangerous idea.

His plan should not be realized in this way. It doesn't matter if Zhikun got Atsushi to Butei before, which disrupted his plan a little bit, but he just can't agree to Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko never wants to step into the gates of Port Mafia!

Osamu Dazai, who became angry when he mentioned this guy, had no limit at all. He held Fushinji's sleeve and did not let go. a few feet.

"Who knows if Bai Qilin is sincere, and his difficulty in controlling is not fake, and he may not be willing to stay in Yokohama forever."

Reasonable smear words were uttered softly by Osamu Dazai, which added a bit of slander, which sounded particularly reasonable.

"That's it."

Feng Xinzhi looked back at Osamu Dazai who was holding onto his sleeve, allowing him to continue dangling, and at the same time did not continue to think about it.

Since Mr. Zhi is unwilling, then consider other methods.

"It's almost dawn."

The subtext was "I didn't sleep all night, go back and sleep for a while", Feng Xinzhi stuffed Osamu Dazai into the car arranged in advance, and asked the driver to drive back to Yokohama.

Osamu Dazai, who hugged Feng Xinzhi's arm and did not let go, tried to make Zhijun go back with him, blinking and blinking his eyes to act cute.

Let's go back together~ Let's go back together~

The mess in Shinjuku can be cleaned up by the conjurer and the special agent department, and go back to Happy with Papa.

Unable to withstand Dazai Osamu's staring stare, Feng Xinzhi opened his mouth as if compromising in the other's expectant gaze.

"I know, I'll be back soon."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai, who thought that Zhijun would go with him, his raised hair all wilted, he pouted his mouth and responded with aggrieved voice.

This time is not a good time to act coquettishly, and as he is, it is better to go back and squat in the port building early, in case he is caught by the military and police of the government later, it will not be so wonderful.

Well, it's all because the inefficiency of these conjurers is too low. It's been so long that even a hundred ghosts can't handle it.

No matter how reluctant they were, they had no choice but to part. It was estimated that the parting would only take less than half a day, but Osamu Dazai exaggerated as if he was going to be away for a long time, and he almost burst into tears.

Woo, during the time I'm away, there must be some perverts who don't have eyes and want to join Zhijun's side, how can Kexiu be too abominable.

"It looks a bit perverted."

Gojo Satoru's voice suddenly rang in his ears, rubbing his chin and judging the scene he had just seen.

Feng Xinzhi didn't turn his face to look at him, but watched the far away car gradually disappear from sight, and didn't answer.

Seeing that the student didn't answer the question, Gojo Satoru immediately froze and dangled in front of Feng Xinzhi like a cat teaser, trying to get his attention.

Seeing that the unreliable teacher was about to stretch out his claws to grab him on the head, Feng Xinzhi stepped back slightly, avoiding the opponent's claws without a trace, with a calm tone.

"I remember you said that love is the most twisted curse?"

Hearing Feng Xinzhi's words, Wujo Gou tilted his head and showed a puzzled expression, wondering why Feng Xinzhi brought up this matter under this circumstance.

Is there any necessary connection between these?

"That's right, don't you see Yuta and Satoka are typical examples~"

Because he didn't want the one he loved to leave, Yi Gu Youtai cursed Qiben Lixiang, turning her into a super-cursed wraith, who can continue to be by his side in a cursed body.

It's not just love, family affection, friendship, even if it's just the affection between the breeder and a pet. Once the emotion called love is born, this curse will be permanently entwined on the person like a brand.

At least, in Gojo Satoru's view, love is indeed the most twisted curse.

"So it's not a perversion or a curse, it's just one after another imprint that I don't want to get rid of."

Feng Xin's childish kite-colored eyes reflected the silhouette of the night sky, as if the untouchable stars and moonlight were deposited, and a faint smile appeared on his clear and beautiful face.

The voice was soft and low, as if hiding infinite indulgence.

After being stunned for a moment, he realized that Feng Xinzhi was refuting his previous statement of "it looks a bit perverted", and Gojo Wu felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He stared at Feng Xinzhi's face in silence for a long while, and then spoke in a subtle tone.

"Judging purely from the emotional point of view, it seems that no suitable example can be found."

"Or to be honest, are you raising a son?"

This level of excessive doting can no longer be described in words, and the word doting seems to be too light.

Feng Xinzhi, who was suspected of raising his son: ...

Ah, at most it is considered a slaughter, and it is not impossible to raise a son or something.

His eyes fluttered, and he was a little at a loss.

It must not be such an exaggeration, Mr. Yangzhi obviously didn't waste too much energy.

Well, that's right.

……

The battle of the conjurers was coming to an end, and the faint morning light broke through the sky and shone.

Nanami Taketo, who had returned to the magic world as a sorcerer, put away his dagger with a solemn expression.

He glanced coldly at Gojo Satoru, who had been staring at him for a long time and hadn't worked, feeling disgusted.

"Hi~"

Gojo Gobi, who wanted to harass his junior who hadn't seen him for a long time, made a victory gesture, trying to win Nanami Jianren's attention.

Jianren Qihai didn't look sideways, pushed his glasses, looked directly past a guy without teacher morality to Feng Xinzhi, and nodded to him with a serious expression.

Then he slapped Wutiao Wu's claws on his shoulders, turned and left without looking back, but he seemed a little worried when he walked halfway, so he turned his face slightly and gave Feng Xinzhi a word of advice.

"You can trust Mr. Gojo, but let's forget about respect. Even if the labor law is reformed, this guy will not become serious."

After all, Gojo Satoru had a look of "what are you talking about, why are people innocent out of thin air" and wanted to find his theory, Nanami Jianren patted his clothes, took out the car keys from his pocket and left.

Even though they have to work overtime, it's enough to send those two people back to Tokyo, so it's not too much trouble.

Gojo Satoru, who wanted to rush forward to make a theory, thought about it and decided to straighten his tall and mighty image in front of the students. He solemnly stretched out a finger and shook it.

"Don't listen to Nanami, if you want to listen, listen to me who is the strongest, come and tell me 'Gojo-sensei is the strongest~', say it quickly."

Feng Xinzhi turned his eyes away, not to see how he lost his integrity.

Regrettably, Gojo Satoru, who found that Feng Xinzhi was not under his influence, turned his gaze to the other three first graders at the scene, showing the face of a big bad wolf coaxing the little white rabbit to open the door.

"Come on, let me see who else is there."

Panda and Gou Juanji looked away without changing their expressions, and at the same time stretched out their hands to push Yi Guyouta forward.

Dead friends don't die poor, come on, worry too!

Salmon.

Yigu Yuta watched in shock as they quickly betrayed their teammates, and had to face the devastation of the unscrupulous teacher Gojo Satoru.

He stumbled and stumbled for a long time, but he still couldn't overcome his shame and say it completely, so he hugged Lixiang decisively to absorb the last trace of warmth in the world.

Panda and Gou Juanji were caught off guard by being fed a handful of dog food, and hurriedly pulled Feng Xinzhi into the team, and together accused Yi Gu Youtai of throwing dog food when he didn't agree with each other.

Gojo Satoru, who was suddenly abandoned by the first graders by coincidence, felt the coldness of the world, and when he was about to mix in, the principal Ye Mozheng walked up to him.

"This year's students are much easier to take care of than you were back then."

Facing the personal attack from the former head teacher, Gojo Gojo sternly denied it, and said that it must be because the head teacher's skills are not good enough that he finds it difficult to teach students.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that Wu Tiao's Noctua Moth Zhengdao sneered and didn't want to get too entangled in this issue.

"Have you figured out how to explain it to those people at the top?"

Ye Mozheng stood next to Gojo Satoru, his voice became serious.

"Yi Gu Youtai can only prove that you attacked Xia Youjie, it doesn't mean that you really killed him."

"Although the cessation of the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk proves Xia You's death to a certain extent, the higher-ups who haven't seen the corpse will definitely talk a lot. How should you reply?"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes, and his tone was not very good.

"What are you explaining? Why do I have to be restrained by those bad old men when I do things. Are you worried about the future of the magic world? Nonsense. The moths in the magic world are obviously old and not dead."

Ye Mo Zhengdao, who didn't expect Gojo Satoru to explain well, was not surprised when he heard this. It would be really strange if Gojo Satoru would explain it seriously.

"It's fine if you don't want to explain, but maybe that group of people will bite Fengxin's question to death."

"At 32:[-], however, several conjurers witnessed him and Xia Youjie appearing together, and even randomly pointed out that it was because of the assistance of the "Magic Box" that such a large-scale Hyakki Night Walk could be launched. "

"You understand, Feng Xinzhi, who was guaranteed admission by you, is not trusted by the higher-ups."

Gojo Satoru turned his face to look at Noctua Masamune, and saw that the other party was seriously discussing this issue with him.

But this is meaningless to talk about.

"This question, let's wait until those old guys have the backbone to provoke a battle between the spell system and the supernatural power system."

"Do you really think you can pick things up if you're not bound by the country's orders?"

So what port Mafia doesn't seem to be vegetarian?

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