Special A-level danger warning

Chief's office.

Ji'an Dazai, who got up early, sat quietly in the office, staring blankly at the mountains of documents in front of him, exuding a strong sense of despondency.

With so many files, how could he not do it...

The days of fishing are hard to pass, what hope is there in life, he does not want to return to the daily life of social animals at all.

Damn it, if it weren't for those nasty old guys from the Conjuration Society, Zhijun wouldn't need to go back to the Conjuration High School now, and would definitely help with the work.

"Why are you in a daze, leader."

Nakahara Chuya, who had just had a fight yesterday, was not damaged at all. On the contrary, he looked at Dazai Osamu who had to be forced into a social animal in a very happy mood, and his tone became lighter for a while.

"Don't worry about Feng Xinzhi. He is going to school. All these tasks are yours. Hurry up and approve them. The people below are waiting to execute them."

Seeing Dazai Osamu like an eggplant beaten by autumn frost, Nakahara Chuya's mood is more than a word of "cool", joyful emotions almost overflowed those cobalt blue eyes.

The leader of the port Mafia, who was overwhelmed by life, looked away from the mountain of documents in front of him with a gloomy face, and turned to look at the top cadre who was gloating.

His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, the rich iris under his eyes glowed with a stunning and beautiful color, and his lips moved slightly.

"Stop."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who saw through this guy's attempt to catch fish at a glance, sneered, did not give him a chance to speak, and directly cut off the opponent's retreat.

"If you can't do it, I'll immediately intercept Feng Xinzhi, who is on his way back to school, and let him come back to replace you."

Feng Xinzhi's conjuration expert obviously had something important to do, and he didn't believe that Osamu Dazai would ask Feng Xinzhi to interrupt what he was doing because he wanted to catch fish.

Mackerel is so dawdling and uncooperative, it's better to just cut off his thoughts and make him sober and return to the organization's social animal.

"Zhongye." Your Excellency the leader, who had been silent for a long time, said quietly, with an unusually resentful voice, "You are really annoying."

The tone was serious but not lethal at all, and Zhongyuan Zhong was not affected at all, instead he readily stated that he obeyed the leader's instructions.

"Really, then I won't hinder your eyes, and I will leave first."

He walked briskly across the door of the chief's office, his black windbreaker was swinging in a very round manner, and he exuded a cheerful atmosphere.

Osamu Dazai, who watched the office door slowly close, looked around, and couldn't help but hold his jaw in deep thought.

Could it be that Zhijun will be able to come back if he blows up the group of high-level people in the Conjuration Society?

Otherwise, it would be too difficult for him who has already entered the salted fish state to return to the social animal mode.

He doesn't want to work.

Osamu Dazai's eyes were deep, and he looked at the hill-like documents in resistance, and even his hair exuded the air of rejection.

Damn, he really can't accept it.

With so many files, how many centimeters does his hairline have to recede before he can finish processing them.

Ah, no matter how you think about it, it's Chuya and the Magic Association's fault!

……

the other side.

On the afternoon when he returned to the High School of Conjuration, Feng Xinzhi was not surprised to receive the news that he had been assigned a task.

When the headquarters of Mafia at the port was attacked yesterday, there were filthy spells left by the conjurers, probably trying to take advantage of the chaos to join the war.

After one night, the news should have been sent back. It is probably because he was shocked by the difficulty of dealing with the supernatural being that he sent him the task in such a hurry.

The task level can barely be considered a special level, but it is definitely not that simple.

"Although not many people know it, but before the level was revoked, the authority on your file was indeed a special level, so those guys..."

Noctua Moth Zhengdao's complexion was a little dark, obviously very dissatisfied with the group of high-level executives who dictated and did not do anything about personnel.

"Wu was sent away on a business trip the day before yesterday, and Yi Gu was temporarily disqualified from going out on the grounds that he was about to go abroad for further studies. Others, including me, were restricted from taking action."

"Enlightenment told me that he will ask the conjurers who are outside the designated no-shot range to provide a little help."

The figure of Jianren Qihai flashed across Ye Mo Zhengdao's mind, but he felt that Gojo Goto was not so reliable, so he didn't say anything about it.

He looked at Feng Xinzhi in front of him with a serious face. Although he knew the strength of this student, he was still worried.

Skip the other levels, and go directly to the special task alone, and you can know the tricks with your toes.

However, the Conjuration Club clarified Feng Xinzhi's once super-class level on the file with confidence, and bluntly said that this kind of combat power should be used to do tasks that meet the level.

They didn't want to see a super combat force just idling in school all day and wasting time.

"It's okay, if the information is not wrong, there should be no problem."

Facing Noctua's righteous worries, Feng Xinzhi could only calm down softly, he didn't think the task was too difficult, anyway, it wouldn't make him unable to deal with it.

However, Ye Mo Zhengdao continued to follow up on his own words, and he is a good principal who wholeheartedly intends for the students.

"So, I ask the transfer student Todo Aoi to accompany you to do the task."

……What?

Feng Xinzhi looked at Ye Mo Zhengdao blankly, trying to verify that what the other party said was a lie from various angles.

No, not at all.

Although he would definitely meet again after knowing Yokohama, he refused to meet in this situation.

To be honest, he knew that what he did might hurt Todo Aoi's sensitive (?) heart, but he really didn't want to partner with this guy, really.

Even if this guy is good and strong, the various social death scenes of the trip to Yokohama are still vivid in his mind, and he doesn't want to experience it again.

If the other party asks about his unfounded girlfriend again, is he going to answer that Alice, who is beautiful and beautiful, is actually a middle-aged perverted uncle?

He rejects the possibility of such a smothering scene.

Therefore, Feng Xinzhi tactfully expressed his refusal, but Ye Mozheng said slowly: "It's late, Dong Tang is already waiting for you at the door."

Feng Xinzhi: ...

It doesn't matter if he doesn't take this special task, or he can switch to a more dangerous task, as long as he can get rid of Dongtang.

Noctua Zhengdao expressed regretfully that he could not, and waved him to let him do the task with peace of mind, and he would not accompany him if he had to tie wool felt.

At the end of the day, Feng Xinzhi, who took the Shinkansen with Dongtang to go to the destination, exuded the breath of broken pots, and there was no trace of emotion on his cold and fair face.

It's okay, after thinking about it carefully, Dongtang is indeed a good mission partner, he shouldn't complain like that.

Even if he was dragged to chat with him about sexual fetishes, it's nothing...it's just strange.

How on earth did this guy Todo ask such a suffocating question in such a serious manner, how did he develop such a bad habit?

"This kind of habit?" Dongtang Aoi scratched her hair and replied seriously, "My teacher gave it to me. After all, a person's sexual addiction can reflect many things."

His teacher, 99 Yuki, is a woman who hasn't taken any tasks since she was promoted to the special level. His various habits are completely influenced by the other party.

For example, asking people about sexual fetishes.

Speaking of this, he began to talk endlessly, forcefully instilling various sexual fetish theories into Feng Xinzhi.

What kind of fetish reflects the whole of a person, and the boring guy is the most annoying.

After listening to the bad content, Feng Xinzhi sighed inwardly, and decided not to interrupt and let Dongtang Kui continue to play.

After all, he is also someone who is willing to accompany him on special missions, and he appreciates this kindness.

"I heard from Noctua that Gojo Satoru seems to have sent a conjurer to help provide information?"

Todo Aoi, who had finished talking about her sexual fetishism theory with satisfaction, remembered the task.

Although he felt that he didn't really need help, he and Zhi could handle it completely, but considering that it was the person sent by Gojo Wu after all, he still had to talk to Zhi.

Hearing this, Feng Xinzhi tilted his head, and images of many people flashed in his mind.

When thinking of Qihai Jianren, he denied this conjecture intuitively without saying a word.

It's not that Mr. Qihai is bad, but how could Gojo Satoru, who has always been unreliable, be reliable when this is not too serious.

Rather than sending a reliable adult like Mr. Qihai to assist in the mission, he is more inclined to Gojo Satoru to encourage Maki, Panda, Goujuji and others to help.

Anyway, this guy has no bottom line in terms of no lower limit, after all, even his spells are called no lower limit spells.

Feng Xinzhi, who didn't feel that he had wronged Gojo Wu at all, received a call from Fu Heihui, which gave him a subtle premonition.

That guy doesn't have no limit to this point, does he?

When he was in the High School of Conjuration, he and Fu Heihui met when an unreliable guardian Wujo Wu ran away, and they got to know each other because they helped train.

Speaking of which, did Gojo Satoru really let Fu Heihui, who had just been assessed as a second-level conjurer, come to participate in this task?

According to his understanding of Wujo Wu, it is estimated that Fu Heihui came here alone.

To be honest, even if this kind of guardian is necessary, maybe he can live a healthier life. Gojo Satoru takes care of the children, and the only indicator is that he is alive.

Feng Xinzhi restrained his complaints about Wujo Wu in his heart, and calmly picked up the phone, and sure enough, he heard that Fu Heihui had already gone to the mission location one step ahead of them.

After agreeing on the time and place to meet, he hung up the call, and looked out the window helplessly at the scenery that was constantly receding due to the fast moving train.

Destination, Sendai.

Task——Recover super-grade cursed objects with broken seals and unknown unsealed degrees.

He looked out of the window calmly, leaning on the seat, his slightly long hair covering part of his delicate face, calmly analyzing the mission.

Shouldn't things be as simple as the information provided by the Magic Society, just recovering the unsealed special-grade spells?

There must be a deeper danger, but judging from the known information, it does not seem to exist.

Sure enough, the problem lies with the special-grade spell itself.

The finger left by the double-faced Su Nuo, known as the king of curses, turned into a super-cursed object.

Sure it's great, but is it really just that?

"By the way." When Feng Xinzhi was thinking carefully, Dongtang Aoi suddenly turned his head to look at him seriously, and asked, "How are you and Miss Alice?"

Before Yokohama parted, he remembered that Zhizhi's sister was going to separate Zhizhi and Alice, but he didn't know what happened now.

He avoided this question all the way, but Feng Xinzhi, who had never thought that he still could not escape the catastrophe, gradually lost expression on his face.

He was silent for a long time, his eyes gradually became numb, and his tone was full of self-denial.

"broke up."

Don't want him to form a CP with Alice again.