Goujuan always refuses to confess

Tokyo is not far from Kyoto.

Yokohama is also not close to Kyoto.

Shizhi teleported here with the convenience of his ability, and then asked a believer to drive him. This person from Yokohama... was either sent flying or it was a coincidence.

He squinted at the door, and quickly looked away.

The chattering girl was extremely energetic, with long blond curly hair hanging down her head bouncing around, pointing pamperedly at the adult man in a white coat beside her.

Yato: "Hey, let me say... that little girl is not human, is she?"

The black-haired god came to this conclusion after observing for a few seconds. For this reason, he deliberately went to the vicinity of the combination of one large and one small and collapsed twice.

Shizhi didn't answer his question, he supported the counter to speed up the communication with the clerk.

That little girl is indeed not human, she should have a humanoid... ability?Yokohama has supernatural powers.

The two who look exactly like a silly father and a wayward daughter staged a scene of "father-daughter love" in the other corner of the store. The doting man chose one dress after another for the blonde girl to try on, and was rejected by all of them. Don't be discouraged, continue to cross the lovely girls around you.

At least on the face of it.

The silver-haired boy looked down at the album and paused several times while communicating with the staff, and the tip of the pen was bit by bit on the paper.

Taking a half step back intentionally and naturally, Jueda bumped into Yato, who was chattering about the difference between humans and non-humans behind him.

Yato also took half a step back, so he bumped into the artifact next to him, and the artifact kid couldn't stand still, and bumped into the shelf next to him.

The unhanging clothes hanger wobbled a few times before falling to the ground with a bang.

This movement was very eye-catching in the store where only two people were talking. The highly educated clerk pretended not to hear anything and remained silent. Ten Zhi, who was obviously out of reach, turned his head slightly away from the dropped object.

He glanced at the empty hanger lying on the ground, and smiled at the "father and daughter" who were also looking at the hanger.

Still did not speak, the man in the white coat also smiled at Shizhi.

In the whole store, only Yato, who cannot be seen by ordinary people, was worried for a while. After he stood by the store door with his artifact, he frowned.

--it's wired.

Yato stroked his chin, whispered to his ear of Xueyin, the artifact, and said, "Are they whispering?"

Before Xueyin could answer him, Yato asked and answered by himself: "I think I'm whispering, mind-reading ability is not very useful in conveying information."

Curious as if a feather was scratching in his heart, Yato waited at the door for a while, and finally when Tokae Sora, who had finished the communication and paid the money, came out, he took the opportunity of Toko to open the door and followed.

Came to the street to take a breath of fresh air, and the black-haired god who had been suppressed and silent came alive again.

Yato: "That man and who is beside him?"

Shi Zhi: "What does it have to do with you... He is the leader of a dark force."

Yato: "Oh."

This really doesn't have much to do with Yeto. He spends his days running on sets with gods, monsters, monsters and other gods, and doesn't really deal with superpowers.

You can see that the "stones" that popped up suddenly a while ago made a lot of noise, and he rushed a lot of places.

But that doesn't stop him from gossiping.

Yato, who escaped from Bishamonten's pursuit, is now in high spirits. Seeing that Shizhikong didn't leave in the car, he simply followed behind with his artifact.

Yato: "Go to the Temple of Three Treasures if you have nothing to do... Hey, the words you learned when communicating with foreign gods at this year's god meeting should be correct. That person came here to find you, right?"

"That's right." Toko glanced at Yato, "There must be something wrong with the leader of Port Mafia appearing in Kyoto from Yokohama."

After this sentence was finished, Yato waited for a long time before Shizhi continued to speak, so he had to press to "squeeze the toothpaste".

Yato: "Why are you looking for you? Has your business scope expanded to that kind of place... Oh no, you have always been a fan of believers."

Unlike the Lost God, a predestined person can be divided into two parts, Yato's impression of Shizhikong's believers is to use one and throw one away, and even develop two more.

Juzhi couldn't deny the little jealousies that the former Futsugami who was following behind him muttered in his heart.

After walking a long way, he didn't stop until he couldn't see the previous store, while the believer drove slowly on the driveway.

Juzhi thought for a while, considered Yato's reliability, and replied, "I met someone who was interested in Yokohama before, so I paid more attention."

Yato nodded, "Then?"

"Then." Shizhi said while rummaging through the phone's address book to find a number, temporarily selecting it on the interface and not dialing it, "He——come to ask me a question, asking if I can copy the supernatural power."

Shizhi never thought that the head of Mafia at the port would come directly to him and ask such a strange question.

But... Shizhi nodded his head lightly, the leader of this idea is still too conservative.

It's just copying rather than plundering. He doesn't think that his believer who works at the port of Mafia has not been investigated by the other party... It doesn't necessarily mean that someone like the black mud spirit probably affects the whole body.

My own mind-reading ability is indeed cheating. Mafia, the port who came to the store, read everything she wanted to communicate in her heart without saying a word, and even left a reply method, without leaving a word behind.

He came here in person with great sincerity, and it may also be that the leader of the Guild was beaten by Mr. Wujo before.

Of course, it is possible to copy different abilities. After all thoughts are transformed into wishes, the difference is only the price that needs to be paid.

He is a wishing machine, a wishing machine with infinite possibilities.

Jueda felt that the man named Emiya Kiritsugu had given him an appropriate title.

Port Mafia... What to do with the nullified ability?

After thinking about the interface of the address book for a while, he dialed the number of his believer who worked in Yokohama.

"Hello——is this Mr. C? About your leader coming to me, can you let me think about it before giving him an answer?"

Yato left.

The phone rang, and the former Fujin God who came to work did not stay for too long. After drinking a drink, he took his artifact to work.

Shi Zhikong was standing on the street now, looking at the blue-haired girl not far away. The latter hesitated for a long time, and greeted him tremblingly with the mechanical dog in his hand.

"You... hello." The blue-haired girl subconsciously licked the heads of the mechanical dogs several times, "Shi, Shizhi-kun? Can I call you that?"

Shizhi nodded, his eyes skipped over the girl, and moved to the mechanical dog in her arms.

In fact, he is not good at the field of non-biological and pure machinery, especially for manipulating puppets like Mechanical Pill, he can't judge.

Juzhi was able to know that this mechanical dog was Kyoto School's Mechanical Maru because of Miwa Kasumi's startled voice holding him.

——Why did you meet him here! !Isn't this Kyoto! !

——Tokyo, Kyoto... so far away, how did you get here?Gojo Satoru doesn't care!

—Wait... Did he almost give Tao to...

——Mechanical Pill!What should I do with the mechanical pill! !

The voices were in a mess, but the blue-haired girl had no reaction on her face, her eyes were round when she first saw her, and she still looks the same now.

The dog, which was completely like a puppet, remained motionless until the blue-haired girl turned the dog's head off with too much strength, and Shi Zhi made a sound to remind him.

"Head." Shi Zhi pointed, "His head is about to fall off."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Notice."

The mechanical pill that didn't feel the pain but almost scrapped a puppet was silent for a long time, and said "it's okay".

It is strange for a dog to make a human voice, but it is not so inconsistent for a mechanical dog to speak human words, but it is not long-lasting in the public.

Sanlunxia struggled for a long time, looked at the believer who was sticking behind Shizhi, and looked at the mechanical dog in her arms, and asked tentatively: "How about... let's go to the side for a drink?"

After she finished speaking, she regretted it, but Sanlun Xia felt that if she was so polite, she would definitely not be... eh?

"Yes." Shizhi agreed.

He didn't look at Miwa Kasumi but at the mechanical dog controlled by puppet manipulation.

Gojo-sensei seems to have confirmed who the spy is.

Shizhi ignored the girl's shocked expression, took a few steps away, turned around and asked, "Shouldn't you have a drink? Aren't you leaving?"

……No!She was really just talking casually!

Sanlunxia had a bitter face in her heart, and she was still full of melancholy when she sat in Xingli, which was manifested in the fact that the head of the mechanical dog was about to be rounded by her.

Ultimate · I chose an animal puppet to accompany Miwa Kasumi to go out · Jiwan: ...

Shizhi put down the phone, "Did you forget that I can read minds?"

As soon as the words fell, the blue-haired girl sitting opposite froze, and a blank gap appeared in her brain.

The intention was not to be intimidating, Shi Zhi raised his eyes, stood up after withdrawing his gaze, and waved to the believer at the next table to let him sit down in his seat.

The believer sat down as he said, and Shizhi turned and walked towards the counter.

"Wait!" Sanlunxia hurriedly stood up, looked around with the mechanical dog in her hand, and finally bowed and handed it to the unnamed believer to help him take it, "Please wait for me!"

Shizhi stood at the counter to order with the waiter, and Miwa Kasumi ran behind her in two or three steps and hesitated there, when the waiter asked if they were together, she nodded numbly.

"I, let me treat you!" As if she had made up her mind, she squeezed forward and slapped her wallet on the counter.

Shizhi raised his eyebrows and stepped aside.

During the process of ordering and waiting for the food to be picked up, his believers looked at the counter several times, and Shizhi glanced back, and the believers sat there holding the mechanical dog in an orderly manner.

Sanlun Xia stood beside him and took several deep breaths.

She didn't think about it at first, the people from the Kyoto school and the people from the Tokyo school are not familiar with each other, the only intersection is the exchange meeting... and it still left a bad impression.

Miwa Xia couldn't forget the lingering fear on the face of the third-year senior sister who was stopped by the teacher, and the teacher of their school also said that she should not deal with Shi Zhikong from the Tokyo school.

However, Shizhikong's ability is really... confusing.

She felt that she was bewitched, the silver-haired boy with a slight smile on his lips seemed to have drawn a crack into hell in front of her, and she still stepped in without hesitation.

The blue-haired girl finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I want to ask you a question."

"How much does it cost to help a man with a broken body?"