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Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Curse and Ability——

As a first-year student in the Ability Department, Nakajima Atsushi has been really troubled recently.

Dazai, a second-year senior, has recently shown a clear downward trend in the frequency of suicide, but his behavior is more troublesome than the previous suicidal pattern.

like now-

"Dun Jun!"

Atsushi Nakajima, who had made an appointment with Izumi Kyoka to eat tofu, was stopped by the enthusiastic voice.

Atsushi Nakajima followed the sound, and saw the black-haired boy sitting on the tree trunk and waving at him. It was none other than Senior Dazai who had become more and more bald recently.

Looking down, he saw the white-haired senior standing under the tree again...

Are you on the bar again?

Atsushi Nakajima lowered his head in pain: "Emmmm Dazai-senpai."

Osamu Dazai swayed his legs leisurely: "Aunt-kun, please come here."

"..." Atsushi Nakajima not only didn't want to go there, but also really wanted to run away.

However, Atsushi Nakajima is a good boy and a good student, he can't run, he can only walk over in pain: "Okay..."

Atsushi Nakajima moved slowly towards the tree, and when he stood still, he realized that he was too close to the white-haired senior, so he moved himself a little further away, as if he was afraid of being caught by the fish in the pond and avoiding it.

"Five seniors."

Gojo Satoru, a second-year student in the Conjuration Department, is very rare today without wearing the pair of sunglasses that seem to lack an erhu, with a lollipop in his mouth, and a smile on his face as if everyone owes him hundreds of millions Special emoji for creditors.

Atsushi Nakajima's delicate cheeks twisted for a moment.

In other words, ever since the fight with Dazai-senpai, Gojo-senpai has always had this expression, and recently everyone in the high school called Gojo-senpai in private——

Wu Pa | skin.

After all, Wutiao senior looks like he is ready to collect debts from others at any time.

Dazai Osamu jumped down from the tree, raised his hand|touch|touch|touched the head of the primary school boy, and said with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, I need to take a little time for Dun-kun."

The black-haired boy was already delicate and beautiful, and he was even more eye-catching when he smiled. No one could refuse his request, no matter how excessive it was.

Atsushi Nakajima is no exception, but... maybe it's the intuition of a small animal?He is so scared now!

Atsushi Nakajima tremblingly waited for the nightmare to come into reality, but Osamu Dazai only said: "Atsushi-kun, come and use your supernatural power."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

"Huh?" Atsushi Nakajima was a little confused, but he was a good student, and he would not refuse a request from his senior, so he melted his arms as Osamu Dazai said.

Gojo Satoru, who was also confused about what Osamu Dazai wanted to do, narrowed his eyes and secretly glanced at Atsushi Nakashima.

Atsushi Nakajima's turned arms are fluffy, his fur is smooth and smooth, and with the pink and tender meat pads, he looks very rua.

Wujo Wu's fingers curled up, he actually wanted to rua...

Seeing this, the smile on Dazai Osamu's lips suddenly deepened a lot, Gojo Satoru suddenly woke up in that smile.

In Dazai Osamu's smiling eyes, he saw the bright showing off and provocation, as if he was saying: I have a little tiger, but you don't, are you envious?jealous?

Click!

Gojo Satoru bit down the candy hard.

That's it?

Can he bear it?

Certainly not!

Wujo Wujo saw someone not far away from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly called out, "Knotweed!"

As a first-year student in the magic department, Knotaba Yuhito has been very troubled recently.

The second-year Gojo seniors haven't been looking for anyone to single-handedly strengthen their position as the strongest recently, and focus on competing with Dazai senior from the supernatural department.

In fact, it's okay to compete with each other, but when the gods fight, Chi Yu will always suffer misfortune.

like now-

Knotaba Yuhito, who had made an appointment with everyone to eat barbecue, was called to stop just like that.

Knotabagi Yuhito really wanted to pretend he didn't hear, but he was a good boy and a good student, and he couldn't refuse the call from his senior.

Yujin Yuzhang, who had been mentally tortured many times, skillfully put on a fake business smile, greeted the three people present, and then asked: "Senior Wutiao, what's the matter?"

"Uh..." Gojo Satoru said "uh" for a long time but didn't say anything.

After all, this was really embarrassing, so embarrassing that he tapped his toes!

He just wanted to beat Osamu Dazai, and it happened that Yuzu Yujin passed by, and it happened that Yuzu Yuhito had the word "tiger" in his name, so...

How can this be done?

It's simply impossible to turn Knotatsu Yuhito into a little tiger on the spot—!

"Tsk!" Gojo Satoru felt very shameless, especially in front of Dazai Osamu, he simply clicked his tongue, and said directly: "Cut! Isn't it the tiger transformation ability? You can't touch it!"

Osamu Dazai kept smiling and shrugged: "That's right, it's a pity that Tudou's head can't even turn into a tiger, tsk tsk."

Knotweed Yuhito, known as the potato head: "..."

So, is today another day when Chiyu was caught in trouble? QAQ?

"Humph——" Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, and the pure black uniform of the high school | felt like he was wearing a famous brand, which made his skin|white|appearance|beautiful.

It's a pity that Osamu Dazai can only see Gojo Satoru's unique [-] temperament.

Gojo Wuchong Dazai raised his chin in disdain: "I don't like this kind of thing."

...But one thing to say, he still misses rua.

Atsushi Nakajima, known as such a thing: "..."

So, why is today another day for QAQ to be affected by Chiyu?

The mood of the two elementary school students collapsed, and in the end it was Jiarui Nitzi and Xia Youjie who passed by, who saved the two junior students who burst into tears and burst into tears.

Seeing Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu start a new round of meaningless pecking each other in elementary school, Jiarui Nitzi and Xia Youjie looked at each other, and they both saw the same helplessness in each other's eyes: these two Can't a naive guy just calm down a bit? !

——If you want to talk about how Gojo Satoru from the Conjuration Department and Osamu Dazai from the Supernatural Department hate each other, you have to start with the assessment a month ago.

Ever since the High School of Conjuration and the High School of Abilities merged to establish a school, there has been a faint competition.

But putting aside the competition relationship, the relationship between the students of the two subjects is quite good.

At least the relationship between the newly enrolled Knotweed Yuhito from the Conjuration Department and Atsushi Nakajima from the Ability Department is quite good.

Whoops, far away.

All in all, regarding this year's assessment, it can be said to be a psychological shadow of Gojo Satoru.

Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi, who had a good relationship with him, rarely, no, never mentioned it in front of him.

However, no one mentioned it, Wujo Wu still remembered it in his heart.

After all, no matter what, it was the first time he got rid of the curse spirit and put himself in such a mess.

All of this is the fault of this bandage-wasting device with superpowers that can overcome everyone!

Gojo Satoru was rather resentful, staring at Dazai Osamu who was taken away by the collar of the second-year student of the psychic department, Kunikida Doppo.

——It was a very ordinary day...

Except that Xia Youjie couldn't get through on the phone, everything was normal.

Gojo Satoru waited on the side of the street quite agitatedly, raised his hand and pushed the sunglasses that had slipped down to his nose.

Noticing the gazes coming from all directions, he teased his bangs proudly.

As time passed, Gojo Wu decided to abandon Xia Youjie, who was supposed to complete the assessment with him, and hailed the car to go to the assessment site alone.

The assessment site is very remote. Recently, people have accidents there one after another. Some of them can be determined to be caused by curse spirits, and some... are harmed by something. Until now, no one has clarified.

All I know is that it should be a nocturnal creature that preys on human beings, and the victims are all devoured into bits and pieces without exception.

The kind driver persuaded Gojo Satoru all the way, but at the end he only got one sentence: "So what? I am the strongest!"

driver:"……"

Gojo Satoru looked at the abandoned building in front of him, peeled off a candy and threw it into his mouth.

Before he lifted his foot to enter, he clicked his tongue and called Xia Youjie again, this time he was connected, but——

[Which one please? ]

Gojo Wu: "..." Why did I make this phone call? !

"Xia, You, Jie!"

The other end of the phone fell into silence, and it took a long time to say: [Oh, so it's Wu, sorry, I'll go there now. ]

Wujo Wu|Zhi|Mao: "What the hell?! I can handle it by myself!"

Before Xia Youjie could respond, Gojo Satoru ended the meaningless call.

Xia Youjie on the other end blinked at the screen of the phone that went dark after finishing the call, was silent for three seconds, and then lay|backed|back to bed with peace of mind, muttering: "Oh, that's great gone."

Gojo Satoru didn't know that the friend who said "here we come" chose to be an inappropriate person and continued to sleep.

However, even if he knew it, it didn't matter.

Gojo Satoru put the phone back in his pocket, and stepped into the abandoned building without hesitation.

He can handle it by himself, this is not a joke.

This abandoned building has been around for some years, with flying dust everywhere and a musty smell.

Gojo Satoru looked around casually, guessing that the people from the Ability Department should not have arrived yet.

It doesn't matter if you get there, no matter who it is, since you are assigned to his opponent group, you should consider yourself unlucky.

Out of respect for the opponent, he will win.

Thanksgiving~

Gojo Satoru stuffed another candy into his mouth, the sweet taste made him feel happy.

Gojo Satoru walked like a leisurely walk, thinking whether he should call Yidizhi first and ask him to pick him up with Kikufu?

After all, he can get it done in no time.

Gojo Satoru rested his hands behind his head, relaxed, as if what he was about to face next was not a hideous curse spirit.

Expelling the impending curse spirit, Wujo Gou yawned lazily, and his desire to eat Xijiufu became even stronger.

Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped when he stepped into the second floor.

He felt a strong breath of the curse spirit.

Premium?

A guess flashed in Gojo Satoru's mind, and he immediately smiled, regardless of whether he was a super class or not, the only result in his hands would be to be expelled.

With that in mind, he kicked open the obstructing door.

The iron door fell to the ground with a bang, dust flew into the air immediately, and at the same time there was a coughing sound.

Wujo Wuhu suddenly cried out in his heart, the unlucky ghost of the Ability Division | has arrived?He was just about to say hello, but it was stopped abruptly by a loud noise.

Gojo Satoru leaned back, barely avoiding the oncoming attack of the curse spirit, but his body fell to the ground because of his unstable center of gravity.Fortunately, he supported the ground with his hands in time, thus avoiding the occurrence of things that might damage his handsome image.

He looked along the attack route, but saw nothing, only the remnants of the mana proved to him that the mana had attacked him just now.

cut--

Hidden guy.

Gojo Satoru is the most annoying guy who is not upright.

He was just about to stand up, when a figure broke into his sight, and said concerned words: "Why did you fall to the ground? Are you all right? Do you want me to help you?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes vigilantly, and saw a black-haired boy with a delicate face in front of him.

The eyes seem to be filled with the evening sun, and they are very beautiful iris color.

He should be about the same age as him, and he is wearing the same black | uniform as him.

Gojo Satoru relaxed his tense nerves, allowing the black-haired boy to bend over and approach him.

The black-haired boy stretched out his hand to him. Layers of bandages were wrapped around his wrists, which made the boy's whiteness a little too much.

Looking at the palm with sharp knuckles in front of him, Gojo Satoru was a little dazed.

Seeing this, the black-haired boy deepened the smile on his lips, and his smiling eyebrows and eyes shone like stars.

"..." Gojo Satoru held his breath, feeling the beating of his heart, speeding up, speeding up again, this frequency...

Too lively.