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"Yo~"

When he opened the door and saw the black-haired boy greeting him with his file|file|bag raised, Jianren Qihai frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

Mature adults understand the truth of "rarely confused", and don't delve into the question of how the other party found his home.

Adhering to the etiquette, Jianren Qihai nodded: "Good day, Supervisor Tsushima."

Osamu Dazai raised his lips: "Would you mind talking?"

"That depends on who you want to talk to me with."

"Ombudsman."

Jianren Qihai was silent for a moment, sighed inaudibly, and gave way to the side: "There is nothing to entertain Supervisor Tsushima, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." Osamu Dazai deepened his smile a little, walked into the room, and sat on the sofa without being greeted by the host.

Qihai Jianren: "..."

Resisting the desire to complain, Jianren Qihai went to pour a glass of water for the uninvited inspector boy.

"Then..." Jianren Qihai's eyes fell on the |file|file|bag that was placed on the coffee table: "Is what the inspector Tsushima wants to talk to me related to what's inside?"

"Yes." Shake out the appointment document from the kraft paper bag, and place it in front of the young man. The name of the reviewer has been signed on the document—Osamu Dazai.

Dazai Osamu looked at him with a smile: "Congratulations. According to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Mr. Nanami was appointed as the person in charge of the magic world."

"...?!" Eyes without goggles, unable to hide his emotions, Jianren Qihai took a deep breath: "Excuse me, can this be refused?"

"Well..." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyebrows, leaned over to pick up the water glass, didn't drink it, but rubbed the edge of the glass with his fingertips: "Of course it's possible."

Jianren Qihai breathed a sigh of relief.

bang.

After the sound of the water glass being placed on the tea table, Osamu Dazai crossed his legs and said with a smile, "As long as Mr. Nanami is no longer a magician."

Jianren Qihai felt that half of his face was twitching, he grumbled a few times and said, "...With all due respect, does this mean that you can't refuse???"

"Mr. Qihai." Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and smiled, showing some sincerity on his face: "Actually, I am the one who recommended you."

Jianren Qihai's eyes|Death: "..." Can I say that's true?

I repeat, mature adults understand the truth of "rarely confused".

Jianren Nanami also didn't delve into the question of whether the boy in front of him was "Shuji Tsushima" or "Osamu Dazai".

"The system|system|change of the conjuration world is imperative." Osamu Dazai said: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs needs to support a person in charge who represents the |official|government, so as not to oppose the current high-level conjurers. , just to give those conjurers who are willing to stand with the Ministry of Internal Affairs a reassurance pill."

"In this way, Mr. Gojo might be more suitable." What's more, Gojo Satoru is still your boyfriend——Qihai Jianren didn't say that.

"Do you really think so?" Seeing Jianren Nanami's silence, Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Mr. Nanami knows Gojo Satoru better than I do, so he is not the right candidate. To be precise, he is not the right candidate for the current situation."

After a moment of silence, Jianren Qihai closed his eyes: "That is to say, I will only be in charge temporarily. After the Ministry of Internal Affairs completely takes over the magic world, I can step down, right?"

Osamu Dazai nodded: "Mr. Nanami can think so."

Looking at the black-haired boy on the opposite side, Jianren Qihai knew that he couldn't refuse. After several struggles in his heart, he finally nodded and agreed, but he still asked, "Can I ask the reason why Supervisor Tsushima chose me?"

"Although Mr. Qihai has a closer relationship with Gojo Satoru, it seems that he has not been targeted or feared too much."

Osamu Dazai raised his lips: "Mature adults can always find a suitable way of survival in the cracks, just like the real thing, you got your fingers and handed them over."

Jianren Qihai sighed, if he had known that such an errand was waiting for him, he should have given Su Nuo's finger to Wujo Wu!

It seems to have completely made sense - Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, he knew before coming that he would not be rejected, a mature adult knows what is the priority.

of course……

The smile on Dazai Osamu's lips froze, and it is very likely that he knew that he could not refuse to accept his fate, but if he agreed, he agreed (shrug).

"Since Mr. Nanami agreed, then..." Osamu Dazai told all the known information.

As the person in charge, Qihai Jianren should and must be one of the insiders.

The more Jianren Qihai heard it, the more frightened he became. Did this man already know so much information and set out to solve most of the problems before they, conjurers, were aware of it?

"Anyway, that's the way it is." Osamu Dazai clapped his palms together: "Mr. Nanami, do you have any other questions?"

Jianren Qihai pursed his lips tightly, and looked at the boy's too young face with eyes like looking at a monster: "It's great that you are not an enemy."

He had never been so grateful for something.

Osamu Dazai hooked the corners of his lips, took out his mobile phone from his pocket to dial out, said "Come on" and hung up.

Seeing Qihai Jianren's questioning eyes, he explained: "Mr. Responsible Person, I think you need some people to ensure your safety. I don't want the person in charge I recommended to be assassinated|killed|killed as soon as he goes out."

Jianren Qihai: "..." If I was assassinated|assassinated, no matter what I think, it would be the fault of Supervisor Tsushima.

The personnel sponsored by the Minister of Farming are already in place, and they are communicating with the person in charge who will be protected in the future.

Osamu Dazai glanced at his phone, the time jumped to exactly eight o'clock, and he sent a group email.

[Inspector of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Shuji Tsushima, no matter where the conjurers are, please arrive at the meeting room on the top floor of the Gajoen Hotel at exactly [-]:[-]. ]

Glancing at the logo showing several unread emails and missed calls from "Wujo Satoru", his kite-colored eyes dimmed slightly.

A phone call came in quickly, and the caller was Gojo Satoru.

Pursing his lips, Osamu Dazai pressed the volume button, and the annoying Weng sound instantly fell silent.

"That, Supervisor Tsushima..." Jianren Qihai held his mobile phone and pressed his temple with a headache: "It's not what I thought, is it?"

Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers: "It's exactly what Nanami-san thinks~!"

Qi Haijian was expressionless, and the inspector was simply a hurdle in his life, the kind that he couldn't get past...

The phone was not connected.

Just like last night, all the emails and phone calls disappeared.

Gojo Satoru gripped the phone tightly, and his face without a smile was reflected on the darkened phone screen.

The teenager has a great sense of instability in his heart, so what he needs is a "complete" existence.

Doesn't he know?

No, of course he knew, even when he rushed to find "Xia Youjie" last night, he didn't forget it.

only……

He believed that his best friend was dead at that time, so who is the person wearing the "Xia Youjie" shell now?He wanted to figure it out, so he left a "wait for me" and left in a hurry.

He rescued Yu Xingji (Mechanical Marumoto body) who was almost wiped out, and fought against "Xia Youjie".

He didn't know whether it was good or bad, but when he called Jie's name, he noticed that "Xia Youjie"'s fingers moved uncontrollably.Then, he kept trying in various ways to confirm whether the real Jie was still there.

"Xia Youjie" escaped after all.

And when he went back to the river, there was nowhere to be seen the boy.

"Tsk! Smelly brat!" Gojo Goku scratched his hair indiscriminately and leaned against the wall, the stuffiness accumulated in his chest was too full, to the point where he had to slash | stab | knife | to feel happy.

He didn't regret his decision to "leave" last night, and he would still do it all over again.

It's just... thinking of the possibility of "the young man waited obediently on the bank of the river, but in the end he didn't get anything and could only leave in frustration", his heart was beating uneasily.

"Enlightenment."

Night Moth Zhengdao and the students stood not far away.

"Let's go, go to Yashuyuan Hotel."

A group of people from Tokyo Jugao arrived at the meeting room on the top floor of the Yashuen Hotel, and the purpose of entering was the people from the Kyoto school who were already waiting there; as well as the 99 Yuki who had rarely met, and some people from aristocratic families.

Ange Ji is not there, she is taking care of Xingji, although she is sure that it is a student who conveys information to the enemy, but she can't just watch someone seriously injured.

"Yo~" 99 Youji waved his hand: "It's really slow, the old man of Leyan Temple has arrived from Kyoto."

Osamu Dazai has not arrived yet...

Gojo Satoru was a little disappointed, and then smiled and spread his palms: "Because we are in Tokyo, even if we leave later, we don't have to worry about being late."

"It's true to say that." 99 Youji originally said casually, brushing her hair, and she said, "Speaking of which, the emails sent by the supervisor are sent in groups. You didn't give everyone's email address to your little boyfriend right?"

"No." Gojo Satoru didn't want to "unintentionally" disclose information about Osamu Dazai, so he just shrugged and denied it.

Tokyo Judaka and his party were all seated, and Aoi Todo immediately wrapped her arms around Yuzu Yuhito.

In the background sound of "We are not even a middle school!" in the collapse of Knotride Yuhito, Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at Leyan Temple: "By the way, the principal of Leyan Temple has prepared the materials requested by Tsushima Prosecutor ?”

"For the time being." Leyan Temple answered inconclusively, he was all children of aristocratic families, the family disagreed, and some children could not do anything even if they recognized the reality.

This time he brought some small family heads who were willing to follow the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They were small families who had already accepted their fate and were just waiting to disappear in the torrent of history.

Noctua Masamune nodded in understanding, he looked at Gojo Satoru: "Speaking of which, Qihai..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Oh oh oh~" Dazai Osamu came first before he arrived, "Everyone is on time, very good."

Everyone unconsciously sat upright, only Wujo Wu not only sat upright, but also hurriedly adjusted his clothes and hairstyle to ensure his best posture.

Everyone: "..." Is the peacock who opened the screen | begging | even | you?

Osamu Dazai finally appeared, and his smiling gaze passed over everyone in the conference room one by one.

In those iris-colored eyes, no one has received preferential treatment.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's heart sank, and he felt that something had deviated from the established track and was slamming towards him fiercely...

Gojo Satoru thought, he shouldn't have left in such a hurry, he should have left a few more words, he should have told the young man: I'll go see who is the guy wearing Jie's shell.

Instead of leaving the boy behind in a hurry to leave with an impatient look.

Osamu Dazai also looked at the white-haired man lightly with feeling, his iris-colored eyes were filled with indifference.

He closed his eyes, and when Gojo Satoru looked back, Osamu Dazai took the lead to look away.

From the beginning to the end, this was a war|crash|horse|chaos belonging to only two people, which did not attract the attention of others.

Dazai Osamu clapped his hands with a smile: "Then, very good! Now I have a person in charge appointed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, everyone applauds and welcomes!"

Everyone: "..." They didn't know whether to be shocked first, "There is a person in charge appointed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the magic world?!", or to complain about Mr. Inspector's overactiveness.

Everyone couldn't express their expressions in a word, and the applause rang out.

The person in charge pressed his temple hard and appeared in front of everyone: "I also ask Supervisor Tsushima not to add extra difficulty to this matter, thank you."

Everyone: "Qihai!!!"