Goujuan always refuses to confess

Shizhikong looks very beautiful.

Literally beautiful.

The tails of the eyebrows are slightly raised, the slender and upturned eyelash feathers are densely woven on the charming peach blossom eyes, the golden pupils are round and shining with water, and the smile that does not reach the bottom of the eyes floats in the eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the thin lips are slightly pursed .

He seems to be smiling, but he always keeps people thousands of miles away.

This is the first impression of Goujuanji to Shizhikong.

His face, as if bestowed by a god, has been meticulously carved, and those who are watched by him...will be very happy.

You are the only one in the amorous golden eyes of the "God".

——It is a great honor.

On the street filled with gunpowder, there are three people and a tiger.

The figures of the two conjurers were actually not obvious under the shroud of white smoke, but the sight and hearing of the half-tiger Atsushi Nakajima were strengthened, and after he moved his eyes away from his predecessor, he saw what was behind him. Those two people.

Most importantly, he saw the figure of Shi Zhikong.

"Ten Zhikong! Why are you here!...No, why are you doing this!"

Atsushi Nakajima who spoke out was really rushed. He felt that Yokohama would become such a hell on earth because of Jueda Sora.

Although Dazai-san has nullified the supernatural ability, the chaos and casualties... and what the leader of the Guild said...

Shi Zhikong, whose eyes were still on the man in the windbreaker, still heard this small part of his heart. He slowly moved his eyes away and looked at Atsushi Nakajima.

"Is Osamu Dazai's ability nullified? Sure enough." The silver-haired boy smiled slightly, his golden eyes narrowed happily, "It's the same as what I found out."

Toko was in a good mood, already thinking about how to get in touch with Osamu Dazai again.

He stretched out his hand and waved twice, and the man in the windbreaker opposite also waved back.

Goujuan let out an inaudible snort.

——Oh, by the way, I have to share his current mood with Thorn.

Shizhi tilted his head to the side and communicated with Goumaki in a low voice, completely ignoring Atsushi Nakajima's accusation, or in other words, Shizhikong didn't think he had done anything wrong.

In general, he and Atsushi Nakajima met twice, the first time he was invited to dinner, and the second time he went to the Armed Detective Agency to find Osamu Dazai but failed, so he cheated some information from Atsushi Nakajima.

The third time is now.

He stood in front of Atsushi Nakajima on this chaotic street.

"No..." Atsushi Nakajima murmured badly. He was so anxious that he forgot about the other party's mind-reading ability, and immediately suppressed the disordered thoughts in his heart, "Why did you help Fitzgerald? Do you know that he -"

"Huh? I don't know? If you really want to talk about it, you might as well ask the person next to you." Shizhikong kicked the ball back with a smile.

To investigate the culprit, Shizhi thought that he could pin the blame on the other person.

——Osamu Dazai of the Armed Detective Agency introduced Francis Fitzgerald to him.

But Atsushi Nakajima is also quite strange, they only met twice, what kind of consequences did his actions bring, why should he be blamed by him?

His eyes skipped over the white-haired boy, and he stared at the young man in windbreaker who was smiling like a fox for a few seconds, and Shizhi turned around decisively and bit his ear with the dog.

"Look at Thorn, his ability is nullified."

"It's amazing. The last time I just grabbed my wrist, the whole world was clean."

"I really want to..."

The silver-haired boy's eyes shone brightly, and his light golden peach eyes were dazzling, but he said things that Gou Juan didn't like to hear very much.

Goujuan behaved as he thought, but he didn't want to spoil Shizhi's interest, he stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, hiding those sour emotions.

Shizhi should ignore his little emotions, but now he is...jealous?

The corners of the mouth hidden under the collar were slightly drooping, Gouju looked around, and felt that it was not good for him and Shizhi to stand like this on the street that had just been attacked by missiles, and when the smoke cleared they would—

Gou Juan's thoughts stopped abruptly, he turned his head in surprise, his purple eyes were full of shock.

"...dried bonito?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" The smiling Shizhikong said something amazing just a few seconds ago. He said chilling words, "I'm really interested in his abilities."

"Tell me, can you take this supernatural ability from him?"

The poisonous snake spat out snake letters in the ears of people.

Gou Juanji was sure that Shi Zhikong was serious about what he said.

He looked over Shizhi's shoulder to the man in the windbreaker who happened to be looking at them in the distance, his iris-colored eyes stared at them playfully, while Goujuu stopped for a few seconds and subtly averted his gaze.

He didn't know why, but felt a little pitiful on the other side.

Probably the other party didn't know that his supernatural powers had been targeted until he got Shizhi here, at most he knew that Shizhi was interested in his "person".

Goujuan also felt relieved.

—It wasn't what he thought it would be.

However, he would be confused because of Shizhikong's vague attitude. Although the other party is unreasonable, it is always Shizhi's fault if he says half a sentence and leaves half a sentence, right?Is it difficult to articulate the ability of whom you want?

It may be quite difficult for Shi Zhikong.

Gou Juan thought for a while, then patted Shi Zhi on the shoulder.

— Sora... are you serious?

"Huh? Seriously, my believers have played similar operations, but different abilities require different costs...you have to think about it carefully."

"Hei Ni's meticulous voice is too complicated... Well, he still wants to trick me..."

"Spine, you said that I would find a way to get this superpower over—"

—Stop, stop, you're talking terrible things!

"Is there?" With a gentle laugh, Shizhi laughed so hard that the tips of his ears itch, "I'm seriously making plans."

Goujuan and Shizhi's golden eyes met their gazes, and after a while, Goujuan was defeated first, dragging and dragging people into the nearby bunker.

"Dried bonito!" Yizheng dismissed Shizhi's idea, Goumaki looked outside quietly, and the man in the windbreaker over there also disappeared with the white-haired boy, as if he was heading in another direction.

The dog roll heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't want Shizhi and the man in the trench coat to be called... Osamu Dazai?He didn't want the two of them to come into contact, even if Shizhi didn't have that kind of heart, he didn't want to.

Goujuan slowly withdrew his gaze, and when he turned his head, he found that Shizhi was looking at him with his chin resting on his back.

--null?

"It's nothing, if Ji doesn't want me to get in touch with him, let's forget about it today." Shizhi said with a smile.

——…Do you have a next time?

"Yes, because I'm still very impressed by his supernatural power—" Shizhi dragged his end, and he watched Goujuu's cheeks puff up a little bit, and suddenly he stretched out his index finger and poked it, spelling The teacher didn't have time to react, and made a gas leaking sound.

With a "poof", Shizhi blinked and commented, "Very cute."

But no boy is willing to be evaluated as cute, the spell master gave Shizhi a "vicious" look, and his anxiety dissipated a little.

Shizhi noticed this, and took a few steps back following Goujuu's strength.

Does his gaze still glance to the gradually brightening street outside, and then to the right, staying on the thick wall beside him.

Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima were in this orientation, discussing some matters.

After a few seconds, Juzhi withdrew his gaze.

He smiled and extended an invitation to Gou Juan, "It seems to have calmed down outside, do you want to eat cake?"

"……kelp?"

Goujuanji couldn't keep up with Shizhikong's jumping thoughts.

Occasionally, Shizhikong would think that it was a one-off, just like now.

Goumaki has no idea what to do in Yokohama, which has just returned to calm, and he thinks that people here will not have a nonchalant attitude like Toke.

The crowd is no longer rioting, but order has not been completely restored?

Goujuan accompanied Shizhi silently and stood in front of the closed cake shop with regret on his face. According to Shizhi, this shop has excellent craftsmanship, and the queue is always long.

The purpose of their trip to Yokohama this time is that Jueda Sora is interested in Osamu Dazai's supernatural power, and the other is to line up to buy cakes.

Goujuan called out Shizhi's name, and murmured in his heart that the people here would not show up for a while, and asked if it would be better for them to go back now.

To be involved in such inexplicable incidents for no reason... wait a minute, it seems that it is not for no reason.

Goujuan remembered what the white-haired boy yelled earlier, but all he knew was that Shizhi had fulfilled one wish of the blond foreigner, as if... sending a boy named Atsushi Nakajima to him?

"Huh? Yes, there is such a thing." Ten branches facing the glass window did not answer, and replied casually, "According to Atsushi Nakajima, it was because I sent him in front of that foreigner. Things got worse, and that’s not the case at all.”

"?"

"That is to say——the supernatural ability that makes people fall into chaos belongs to the port of Mafia." Shizhi slightly tilted his eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and half of his golden pupils were exposed, "Atsushi Nakajima couldn't control his wild thoughts, I heard it as soon as I heard it."

Guild's intervention, and the confrontation with the two major local organizations in Yokohama, at best, he did it as a convenience, so as to save Guild's people from going to catch people.

The silver-haired boy pouted twice, the unhappiness of not eating the cake and the unhappiness of being half-cooked came together, he had to hug the dog roll to recover... huh?

The phone rang untimely, and Shi Zhi took out the phone while maintaining a squatting posture. The caller ID on the phone was an unfamiliar number.

——Senior Nanami.

Gou Juan who stepped forward saw the number from behind, and he quickly recognized the owner of the number.

Why did Jianren Qihai call him?Ten index fingers were pointing their cheeks, and the thumbs were turning back and forth between connecting and disconnecting.

——Don’t answer?

"Take...let's go." After hesitating for a moment, he pressed the green button, and Shi Zhi stood up and walked a distance before the connection was made.

His subconscious mind made him do this, and he distanced himself from Gouju. The light flaxen-haired spellcaster was looking at the glass window of the cake shop to observe the types of cakes on the counter inside.

The moment the call was connected, the crumbling billboard across the street fell down, and the rumbling noise covered up the loud voice on the other end of the phone.

Shizhi turned his head, Goujuan squatted at the position he had just been in without knowing it, looking at the wreckage of the signboard, luckily the signboard didn't hit anyone.

The dog roll didn't hear it.

He didn't hear a nominal "dead man" talking to himself on the other end of the phone.

——"Tuzhi-senpai! You, can you change the ending of death!"