Goujuan always refuses to confess

The death rate of occupations that have been dealing with curses, such as being a conjurer, is very high, even for students.

Therefore, in the case of an accidental "death" in the first grade, all the teaching content is still carried out as planned, and there is no time left for his companions to be sad.

On the playground in front of him was the first-year Rose Kugimiya who was being dragged around by Panda. Although it looked rough, Panda was well-mannered.

Junior Fuhei who was sitting next to him opened his hands and aimed at the ground, Zenyuan Maki stood there to guide him, and the two communicated for a while.

Only Gou Juan sat alone in the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool air. It was really hot in August. Even if he took off his coat, he was still sweating on his back, not to mention that he was still wearing a scarf around his neck, and the beads of sweat went straight to his neckline. Miles.

Gou Juan absent-mindedly waved his hand as a fan, and the continuous resounding chirping of cicadas was in his ears, because the temperature was too high, and the chirping of insects was very annoying to the ears at the moment.

——Is this the kind of world that Sora heard?

——No...it might be more complicated.

After all, cicadas are monotonous and boring, the sound ranges from loud to weak, with only one pitch.

Gou Juan just sat there in a daze, thinking about some random things in his mind, until someone called him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Spine... Thorn——recovered—" Zenyuan Maki leaned over with her weapon propped up, and shouted several times in Goujuu's ear, but the other party didn't respond, and could only stretch out her hand to pat him, "Here Why are you in a daze? Panda has called you for a long time."

The dog roll blinked: "Salmon."

"Salmon means you want to sit here in a daze, right? Seriously, there are not enough prickly hands now, and you still want to be lazy... Speaking of which, Shizhi is not here today?" Chanyuan Maki looked around, but she didn't find that she was stuck to the dog all the time. The silver figure beside Juan said, "It seems that he skipped class last week to find you to do the task, and he often couldn't find anyone after he came back."

Zenyuan Maki is being polite when she describes it as "can't find anyone". To be precise, he skips all ten classes that can be skipped. He will only show up for the difficult teacher's class, and then disappear as soon as the get out of class bell is rung.

Maki: "Where did he go?"

Dog Roll: "Salmon."

Zenyuan Maki nodded, she understood that this was Gouju saying "know", but with a deeper meaning she just...

Gou Juan also understood that he and his companions were far from being able to read minds, and that Shi Zhi, who could really read minds, was not around. He took out his phone from his pocket and typed down his specific thoughts.

——It’s time to go to Yokohama. It’s been a few days.

"Huh? Is there anything interesting in Yokohama?...Ah, it's almost time for an exchange meeting and he keeps running out. Tozue is really..." Zenyuan Maki thought about whether there was anything unusual in Yokohama recently, and then had to I came to a "no" conclusion, "But it's very inconvenient for Shizhi to be away, and I'm used to him explaining for you..."

More than five months is enough to subtly change people's habits. The second grade students have long been accustomed to having Shizhi speak instead of Goujuan. It is a bit awkward for the "mind reader" to leave now.

But it's just a return to the stage when Shi Zhikong hadn't joined Manga, and there was just an extra step of typing and communicating.

Goujuan also pursed his lips hidden under the scarf twice, feeling a little depressed, but he concealed it well, and looked back at Zenyuan Maki brightly with a pair of purple eyes.

The only female in the second grade stared at Goujuan for a while, but she was the first to lose in Goujuu's sight.

"Okay, don't look at me like that, save your eyes and deal with Shizhi. I don't expect you to persuade Shizhi to come back and join us for teamwork training. Let's improvise when the time comes."

Zenyuan Maki turned her eyes away, and felt that Panda was easy to handle. The other classmates, whether it was Goujuji, Shizhikong, or Yigu Yuta who had gone abroad, they were all very outstanding in appearance.

It's a pity that two of them stuck together without incident, leaving a "married person" who claimed to be a pure love party.

Zenyuan Maki looked at the national treasure of the next door country that was making the junior juniors howl in the distance, she took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes.

Although there is no need to be merciful in training, people like Pang Da who don't have pity and sympathy will definitely not have a girlfriend in the future.

...Wait a minute, can Juku find a girlfriend?

Gou Juan watched the female students who didn't know what they were thinking go back to the training ground, and while distracted frequently, they still used the spell in their hands to overturn the first-year students to the ground.

——If only he could read minds, he would be able to know what Maki is thinking right now, and also know...

Suddenly, the phone in Goujuu's pocket vibrated twice. Since he was training in the playground, he turned the ringtone to silent and vibrated. If he hadn't just taken out the phone to type, he wouldn't have found out so quickly.

The message prompt that jumped on the screen was a message from le, and you don't need to click on the dog scroll to know who sent it.

Wait a moment and take a look at a large landscape picture that jumps into view, which is the iconic landmark building in Yokohama...?This seems to be...

Within a few seconds, a large string of text instructions was sent, and Goujuan read it at a glance, and then replied Shizhi with a few words.

There was no news from the next ten branches. Gou Juan waited for nothing to come, so he put the phone back.

——Sora...Tuzhisora ​​has been a little abnormal recently.

When Zenyuan Maki didn't notice him, Goujuan showed his depressed mood.

The anomaly started that night, because he was worried that Shizhi, who had not returned for a long time, was squatting at the door of his room and waiting. He waited for him to come back, and he waited for him to come back intact.

Then what?Then the silver-haired boy who could clearly read his heart ignored all the doubts in his mind, and told him the news with joy.

A piece of good news for Soreta—he met someone in Yokohama who could perfectly suppress his mind-reading ability.

What was his reaction then?He seemed to congratulate dryly in his heart, and after a while he reached out and hugged the silver-haired boy who held him in his arms.

In fact, he didn't really want to say congratulations.

Especially after he couldn't see Shi Zhikong in the past few days, his congratulations were even more against his will.

Shi Zhikong broke into the life of the dog curly spine with a tough attitude.

This he admits.

Shizhi robbed a believer's mobile phone of a so-called landscape photo of the Mafia building in the port and sent it to the dog, and then accompanied it with a large text commentary.

Of course, it was impossible for him to go to the door of the local mafia at this moment. Even before he kidnapped his believers, he had repeatedly confirmed that the believers took their annual leave through normal channels.

Well, he felt that his believers were doing well in all walks of life, not to the point where people lost their jobs because of themselves.

Shizhi is still a little self-conscious about his sensitive identity, probably.

"It's Mr. Shizhi like this. I haven't used my annual leave this year at all. If you want to play in Yokohama, I can invite you to accompany me for a few more days—"

"Stop, no need." Shizhi interrupted the believer, he played around with his phone twice, and stretched out his hand in the direction of the believer, "Just let you show me the way, and I will be familiar with it in the future. What about things?"

The believer immediately stopped talking, and he took it out of the paper bag in his hand with a look of reverence—the specialty pastry that he queued up all night to buy.

Shizhi took the "offering", and before unpacking it, he took another look at his followers.

The black-haired young man with a cheerful and enthusiastic appearance was dressed in a sweater and overalls. He looked like a sunny young man who had just graduated from college. He didn't look like he was in the most secretive gang of gangs with blood on his hands.

"Is the ability easy to use?" Shizhi pinched a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked casually, "The ability you asked for from me."

The believer who was taking out the second box of snacks froze, and then put on a smile again, but this smile became a little far-fetched.

"It's very easy to use, and it's a superpower that's very suitable for my work."

"Hmm... In this way, your ability is about to expire, remember to bring your price and wish to me."

The believer repeatedly said yes, and he thanked Yu Shizhi for his reminder, saying that he would find time to ask for leave to meet his "God" later.

Juzhi squinted his eyes, and didn't speak again. He quickly settled the pastries for breakfast, and prepared to go to Yokohama to find his way.

His believer was an ordinary person at first.

His supernatural powers are stolen from others at a price.

Of course, this price was completely paid by his disciples himself, but he didn't know what kind of price his disciples would bring this time so that the supernatural power he stole would continue to remain on him.

Under the guidance of a believer who works in Yokohama, Shizhi roughly identified the way around, and also learned from the believer that the man named Osamu Dazai he was thinking of was now working in the Armed Detective Agency.

"But..." There was something in the believer's words. He shouldn't have shared this kind of news, but it was his god who asked him for the news, so he broke the precept, "Osamu Dazai used to be a cadre of Mafia at the port."

Shi Zhi covered his mouth when he heard the news, he was not too surprised.

Speaking from the heart, that person is a black mud turned into a fine man. It seems not surprising that he has been in the underworld before.

Shizhi and his part-time tour guide believers are standing under the building of the Armed Detective Agency. He stared at the glass window on the roof for a long time, so long that the believers nearby couldn't help but sound a warning. Shizhi suddenly lowered his head.

Shizhi: "He's not inside."

Believer: "What?"

Juzhi: "Osamu Dazai, he is not in the detective agency today."

Believer: "Huh? Oh...it's your ability, Master Shizhi! You really deserve to be Master Shizhi, young and powerful, and..."

What keeps coming in is genuine admiration, as is the case with a creature of the devout, where the heart and the words speak as one.

Filtering out the voices in his ears very naturally, Shizhi asked the believers to wait in place.

He raised his hand to take a picture of the building, edited the message, and then walked into the coffee shop on the first floor. He didn't care about the female waiter's greeting, and walked in without looking sideways. At a table in the back.

The silver-haired boy leaned down and said hello to the white-haired boy who sat there and saw his wide-eyed eyes.

"I haven't seen you in a few days, Atsushi, do you have Dazai's contact information?"