Invincible conjurers don't need love

I got the same answer as Akutagawa Gin from Oba Yozo. Hirohiro, who respected the wishes of his family, couldn't act like a 'tyrannical' dictator. He could only tell her again and again that he must contact her in time for anything, no matter what it was. For small things, if you feel that she is too far away in Yokohama, then talk to Gojo Satoru, Xia Youjie, and Jiarui Glass.

"Miss Baitian really cares about you."

"Indeed, but why did Brother Shinichi come to Teidan Elementary School? Did he come to see Ayumi and the others?" Oba Yozo looked at Shinichi Kudo, a well-known and well-known detective boy in Tokyo, who was walking over, showing a very bright and kind face. smile, "Or do you want to miss the time in primary school?"

"Cough." Kudo Shinichi coughed in embarrassment, "Things happen for a reason, things happen for a reason, ah! By the way! I came here with Lan, and Lan must be looking for me, so I'll go there first."

When Kudo Shinichi left, Oba Yozo took out his mobile phone, and it displayed information on the current situation and general situation of the black forces in Yokohama.

[Nakahara Chuya]: Are you sure you want to join Port Mafia?

[Obawa Yozo]: Mr. Nakaya has already sent me the information, and he has already acquiesced in my decision, right?

[Nakahara Chuya]: I understand, since I plan to step into this world, I will never allow betrayal, otherwise...

[Daba Yezang]: I know.

[Nakahara Chuya]: It is best to know, you are very smart.

[Daba Yezang]: By the way, I don’t know if my sister told you something.

[Central Plains Chuya]:?

[Daba Yezo]: My sister is going back to Yokohama early.

The other party did not reply to the message. Ohba Yozo knew the other party's reaction at this time and what the most powerful cadre of Mafia in the port wanted to do. Yokohama is now at a time when foreign illegal organizations Mimic are invading. The Ministry of Internal Affairs of the government has special abilities. Institutions - supernatural agent Cole has seen Mimic and the local black organization fighting each other to the death.

I can't wait to hurt both sides and let them take advantage of it.

But things are not that simple. If the situation continues to spread and aggravate, then the Supernatural Secret Service will have to turn to the largest and most powerful mafia organization in the Yokohama underground organization-Port Mafia.

This may be the purpose of Mori Ogai, the current leader of Port Mafia.

It is not easy for Mimic to enter Yokohama. They are smuggled in and can help the Mimic organization to smuggle in. The biggest suspect is the local dragon of the port Mafia, who can do this without the knowledge of the Central Plains. Apparently there was only this leader.

What does Mori Ogai want to do, what is his ultimate goal, and why does he want the Special Agents Department to ask him?

Daba Yezang's eyes were deep, he bit his thumbnail, frowned and murmured a little irritably: "The reserve of knowledge...is not enough, the amount of information is not enough..."

Are there any privileges for the Special Agents Division?For people with supernatural powers, especially for the privileges of organizations with supernatural powers...

Organization groups, supernatural organizations, mafia, illegal organizations... Mafia organizations with supernatural abilities are probably even more of a thorn in the side of the government.

Then, the Supernatural Secret Service Division of the country to which it belongs...is an organization that has the responsibility to manage supernatural abilities and mainly involves supernatural abilities and people with supernatural abilities...

Daba Yezang had a flash of inspiration: "The ability is legally permitted...?"

Maybe the noun he came up with is not accurate, but it's almost the same.

He needs to get in touch with the world of people with supernatural powers more, and more, to understand his sister's world better. What Mori Ogai wants to do has nothing to do with him, but my sister is going back to Yokohama at this time, and Mr. Nakaya is the port Mafia's cadres, plus two of my sister's best friends are members of Port Mafia.

I'm afraid it's hard not to be involved.

sister... sister... sister...

Thinking of the daytime when she was no longer wearing that cute and soft fluffy shawl, Ohba Yezou's eyes became cold and frightening, and the maroon eyes were like dried blood, making people shudder.

Who made you sad, sister, please tell me.

——Many things, you can't let that kid Ye Zang know.

During the daytime, while packing his luggage, he thought that there were not many things to bring to Yokohama, and he didn’t even need to bring some daily necessities. He only needed to bring the necessary documents and bank cards, especially the Yokohama card. Apart from the legal resident certificate, she didn't bring a single piece of clothing, and a bag solved everything.

The packed black satchel was placed on the sofa, and she sat at home for a while during the day, and left to pick up Hazo Oba when Teidan Elementary School was about to leave school. Yin and Oba Yezang played for two days.

Having a good meal in the evening, I was watching TV with Oba Yozo, and during the day I received the news that the house had entered the glass.

"Anyway, come here quickly." Jia Ruozi, who was on the other side of the phone, didn't want to say much, but told her to hurry over.

"Ye Zang, Nitro has something to do with me, so I'll go out for a while." Putting on his coat during the day, he planned to go out and go home to the address that Nitro said.

"Sister Nitzi? Okay, then sister, be careful on the road~" Oba Yezang obediently sat on the sofa with his knees bent and arms around his legs.

I took a taxi and came to the place mentioned by Jia Ruzi, which was a bar. After walking in, I could see the familiar trio sitting at the bar counter, and the white-haired Gojo Satoru was sitting on the far right and lying on his stomach.

"He's drunk. We can't fix this guy. We can only call you to bring him back to the High School of Conjuration. Just take him to the basement where we talked before. It's clean and safe there." He also plans to drink a few more cups with Xia Youjie, "This guy drank a cup of Long Island Iced Tea, and it's really hot."

"Okay." Bai Tian walked to Wujo Wu, and Wujo Wu's condition was so good that no one came up to strike up a conversation in the bar.

"A few people saw that he was drunk before and wanted to strike up a conversation, but..." Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows and signaled Bai Tian to look aside, and saw several men and women lying there unconscious, apparently by someone Beat it up and throw it away.

No wonder, Gojo Satoru is a white rose that can only be seen from a distance, but it is more beautiful and thorny when viewed up close.

"Senior Wu." Bai Zhou bent down.

Gojo Satoru raised his head, his red eyes were blurred, his sea and sky blue eyes seemed to be a little moist and confused, because he lay on his arms for a long time, his forehead hair became a little messy, as if someone had done something to him Big deal.

The young man, who has grown to 1.9 meters in the past three years and has not stopped growing, squinted his eyes hard to identify the person in front of him. After recognizing who the person in front of him was, his eyes that were half-closed lazily and half-closed suddenly opened again. Big and round, as happy as a three-year-old child, he opened his arms and hugged the girl who was two years younger than him in front of him, rubbing her face like a clingy big cat.

"Little Sun~"

"Senior Wu?" Wujou couldn't even call her by her name. It was the first time in Baitian that Wujo Wu called her so affectionately, which caught her off guard.

"like……"

"Senior Wu... stop rubbing, I can't breathe..." The other party was too tight, and he didn't know how to take this 1.9-meter young man away during the day, "Senior is drunk."

"I'm not drunk!"

"That's what people who are drunk say."

"I'm not drunk...it's just that I'm a little slow in thinking..." Gojo Satoru's tone suddenly dropped, becoming soft and sweet, "I can still drink."

"I'll take you back, can you relax a little bit?" Bai Tian asked in the gentle tone he used when coaxing his family members, the other party was silent for a while, then nodded obediently.

He finally stopped rubbing against each other, and Bai Tian's vision was liberated. He slightly adjusted the position of Gojo Satoru hugging her shoulders, and passed his other hand under his knees, hugging Princess Rendaheng.

"Then I'll take Senior Wu back, Nitro, Jie, you should also drink less." Bai Tian was relieved to see the person in his arms obediently nestled in his arms without moving.

"Oh, be careful on the road." Seeing Bai Tian leaving with the big snow-white clingy cat in his arms, Jia Ruo Zi couldn't help but click his tongue.

"Just now, he was the irritable young man who would beat anyone who dared to get close to him, and the obedient and cuddly big cat here in the daytime... He is really drunk." Xia Youjie took a sip of the sake in his hand, dumbfounding, "But it's not true You can't fool Zhou even if you're drunk."

Gojo Satoru's gloomy expression gradually became confused and helpless as he drank the strong wine one after another. Indulging in alcohol anesthetized his brain, let his mind go blank, and did whatever came to his mind, such as just wanting to beat those who didn't like it People, for example, he just wants to cling to the day now.

Gojo Satoru was so obedient along the way, Bai Tian carried him back to his secret base smoothly, bent down and put him on the sofa, just as she let go of his hand, the other party was loosely hugging her shoulders The arm tightened suddenly.

Falling into the other party's arms full of alcohol, Bai Tian faintly smelled the sweetness that belonged to Gojo Satoru's perennial sweetness and tainted it.

"I don't hate you." He said aggrievedly.

Day meal.

"You're not like anyone..."

"Thank you, Senior Wu." During the day, Wutiao Wutiao straightened the hair in front of her forehead, her expression was still calm, but her eyes became more gentle, her tone was as light as a cloud that would be blown away, "I thank you very much for your kindness. Help, and such a decisive hand extended to me, you may be equivalent to the existence of the sky—in my heart."

Gojo Satoru's breathing gradually became steady, but there was no sign of his arms holding Bai Tian tightly, it was as hard as steel, and he would wrinkle even if Bai Tian tried to forcefully open his arms His eyebrows faintly looked like he was about to wake up.

In the silence, Bai Tian relaxed.

She didn't dislike Gojo Satoru's embrace, and even remembered the sense of stability that almost made her soul feel at home when she was hugged tightly by him in the flames.

Although it is full of alcohol, there is no slight alcohol smell on this person, but a rather intoxicating refreshing feeling. Gojo Satoru's drinking capacity is difficult to estimate, but in the eyes of the day, his alcohol quality is not bad. Well, although some felines are too clingy, they are better than being obedient.

Just lean on it for a while, and when he is more sound asleep, he can easily get out.

Thinking about it during the day, the magic power condensed the fluffy shawl to wrap Gojo Satoru so that he would not catch a cold.

"Sweet dream, my gardenia."

When he woke up the next day, Gojo Satoru was in a daze. Yesterday he had indeed drunk so much that he couldn’t remember anything. He saw a bowl of cold hangover soup on the coffee table in front of the sofa. , and a piece of paper written in Juanxiu calligraphy.

The note just said to let him have a good rest.

He could tell at a glance that it was daytime's handwriting, and the warmth and peace of mind that he felt when he fell asleep last night seemed to be bathed in the sun, as if his soul had been soothed and peaceful... She was right.

Gojo Satoru hurriedly called Xia Youjie: "Did I do something drunk last night?"

"It's nothing, just beat up the person who came to strike up a conversation while you were drunk."

Before Gojo Satoru breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Xia Youjie continue:

"Then when Bai Tian came to take you back, you hugged him and confessed, and we recorded it, do you want to listen? You're super obedient, I never thought you'd look so obedient when you're drunk."

Gojo Satoru:! ! !

The author has something to say:

[You are not like anyone, because I love you. — Neruda, "Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair"]

The "Gardenia" in the mouth of the day comes from the sentence used to describe Gojo Satoru, and I will show it to you again here:

[Gardenias are thick and thick, and they are so fragrant that they can't be dusted off, so literati and refined scholars don't take them, thinking they are of low moral character.

Gardenia said: Fuck you, I just want to smell like this, so fragrant, can you fucking control it?

——Wang Zengqi]

Both of them said words similar to confession.

It's a pity that one is really drunk and unconscious, completely drunk; the other has no self-consciousness of talking about love at all, and is naturally flirtatious, which is still not fully enlightened.