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That night, Wutiaowu led the ghost | killing | a group of pillars, and followed the crow, that is, the crow whose beak was full of "Wujowu is an idiot", killed| entered the Wanshi Bliss Sect.

Seeing the incredible black-haired young man surrounded by beautiful young ladies and taught by Hong Tong to be served by the master himself, everyone couldn't help but twitch their eyes and mouths, and looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while reaction.

Only Gojo Satoru is an exception.

[Surgical formula reversed Cang].

Instinctively and subconsciously, instead of Gojo Satoru, the brain chose a technique that did not require time-consuming seal formation, just to drive the man with rainbow pupils away from Osamu Dazai.

boom--

"Oh, it's really violent." Tong Mo could barely dodge, shaking his fan, looked at the uninvited guests with an innocent smile, and then looked at Dazai Zhi: "Dazai-kun is really too much, you Don't you care about me?"

Dazai Zhizhi ignored Tong Mo's words, and only cared about being indignant that the panic of the ladies and sisters had dissipated: "Gojo Satoru, you return my beautiful sister!"

"Ha! Beautiful sister? Huh?" The five Wuwu lungs were about to burst into anger, not only angry, but also a little grievance that could not be explained clearly.

... I have worked so hard and worried that I can't eat well and can't sleep, what's the result?This guy not only pissed him off with a |dead|bird, but also enjoyed it?And even allowed that rainbow bastard to get so close to him? !

Gojo Gojo flexed his wrist with a grim smile.

Osamu Dazai had a bad intuition: "No... eh!"

Gojo Satoru moved at high speed and stood in front of Osamu Dazai, half-exposed blue pupils reflected the black-haired boy's lips and teeth slightly parted in shock, just...

Very hopeless and angry.

Anyway, isn't it good that Osamu Dazai was not treated badly after being |kidnapped|framed|?

"Hey!" Gojo Goto turned his head and called out to the blond boy: "My wife Shanyi, you take him outside and wait outside, it will be over soon."

My wife Shanyi nodded gratefully: "Yes!"

Tong Mo just watched with a smile and didn't try to stop him.Even if he was attacked just now, he did not fight back.

【Oh?like?Do you have the feeling of "like"?I advise you not to like Osamu Dazai—you will die.

But, well, I'm curious, what is the charm of Dazai Osamu, it is worth one or two of you to continue. 】

...The ending or something is doomed.

"T-Mr. Dazai, are you okay?" My wife Zenyi looked at Osamu Dazai with some concern, "What did that bastard do to you?"

My wife Zenitsu wants to turn into a scream|chicken.

"No." Osamu Dazai was dressed in black, which perfectly blended into the dark night.

Looking at the brightly lit window on the second floor of the Wanshi Bliss Church, where swords, lights, swords, and shadows flashed one after another, Osamu Dazai showed a helpless smile on his lips: "It's just that I remembered something."

"Ah?" My wife Shanyi blinked, and asked cautiously and curiously: "What is it?"

The only answer to him was a sigh of satisfaction and sadness.

The summer evening breeze gently brushed against his cheeks, blowing off the broken hair on Dazai Zhi's forehead, his kite-colored pupils were completely exposed, reflecting Tong Mo at the window on the second floor.

Tong Mo waved at him with a smile, and disappeared there in the next second out of thin air.

Osamu Dazai sighed softly, and said to the young man beside him, "My wife, please go in and join your companions, it's settled."

Hearing this, my wife Shanyi took a step without hesitation.

He didn't timidly ask whether it was true or not. For some reason, he felt that Mr. Dazai's voice was really full of convincing power.

It was as if a voice resounded in his mind: Just trust Mr. Dazai.

Within a few minutes, Gojo Satoru came out, and when he went in front of Osamu Dazai, he subconsciously restrained the fiery|explosive|explosive breath left on his body after the battle|fight.

"It's done." Gojo Satoru said so, and then said domineeringly and unreasonably: "From now on, you and I will stay by my side until the king of ghosts is destroyed."

Osamu Dazai slightly raised his face to look at him, and soon he couldn't bear to look directly away: "Oh, no need, Tong Mo is the king of ghosts."

"...?" Wujo Gou widened his eyes: "What the hell?!"

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Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers and turned around first: "Go back."

Looking at Dazai Osamu's back, Gojo Satoru was full of confusion.

What is this all about—? !

Neither Dazai Osamu nor Gojo Satoru went to say goodbye to Oni|Kill|Team|everyone.

After all, there is no friendship between the two parties, it is only a brief meeting, and it may be difficult to meet each other without accidents in the future.

Saying goodbye seems too hypocritical.

The two penetrated the barrier, and their goal was the two teachers who had been waiting for them.

"Welcome back, Dazai, Gojo-san." Oda Sakunosuke smiled, and against that smile, it seemed that the night had softened.

Osamu Dazai looked at him, blinking his eyes slowly and heavily, the hot feeling in the eye sockets was so obvious.

He wanted to say something, but he really felt the lack of language.Or maybe at that moment, he lost his voice.

After a moment of silence, Osamu Dazai gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and suddenly raised his finger to Gojo Satoru: "He, Oda Saku, and Gojo-san deliberately asked me to go to a place full of |people|ghosts| to be an undercover|undercover! "

Gojo Satoru: "???" What the hell? !

When he reacted, Gojo Satoru saw the disappointment and heartbreak on the face of the Buddhist teacher Oda...

...Is it too much to pet Zai Chong?What do you believe?

In fact, Oda Sakunosuke didn't believe it either. Didn't he not understand Dazai's character?Doing this is nothing more than hoping that in this short period of time, everything can go as Dazai wishes, so that Dazai will have less regrets.

Besides... Sakunosuke Oda secretly sighed, Mr. Gojo came up with the idea of ​​"Dream", so Dazai shouldn't be put in deep danger, even if Dazai took the initiative or something else, he should be stopped and protected of.

Oda Sakunosuke completely ignored the fact that in the dream, Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu had no memory.

"No, I..." Gojo Satoru didn't have time to complete the sentence, because his ear fell into the hands of the magic teacher Masamichi Noctua, and cold sweat instantly flowed down: "Calm down, Teacher Noctua—!"

"Calm down, why calm down?!" Masamichi Nobuchi said that he couldn't calm down at all. He said to Sakunosuke Oda, "There is no way to discipline, and there is no way to discipline", while pulling Gojo Satoru's ear to take him away.

Gojo Satoru was extremely aggrieved, seeing Oda-sensei appease Dazai Osamu as if he was appeasing a three-year-old child, he was even more aggrieved for a while.

——What did you do wrong? !

When I was on a business trip, I couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep because of Osamu Dazai, and I was also used | dead | crow gas.

When you come back from a business trip, you have to be beaten up before you can embrace all kinds of desserts?

Is it okay to bully him like this?

What did the strongest do wrong?

He is just the strongest!

Gojo Satoru was paralyzed on the sofa with red and swollen bumps all over his head.

After finishing a Xijiufu in twos and threes, Lan Tong went back and forth among the various desserts piled up on the coffee table, carefully thinking about which one he should eat.

Just to mention here, these small desserts were all bought by Gojo Wu|harass|harass Yi Dizhi who got off work.

Finally, his eyes fell on the canned crab meat at the end.

Um?Canned crab meat --!

Isn't that the bastard's favorite? !

Gojo Satoru pupil earthquake.

"Yidizhi!" He called Yidizhi quickly: "How could this kind of thing appear in Lao Tzu's dessert pile?!"

Yidizhi ran over in a panic, thinking he had bought the wrong thing, but when he saw that Wujo Satoru was referring to canned crab meat, he was instantly relieved.

"That, when I went to buy desserts, Dazai-kun called and asked for them." Yidizhi explained, "I'll bring them to him right now."

After finishing speaking, Yidizhi reached out to pick up the canned crab meat on the coffee table, and Gojo Satoru slapped his hand off.

"Why hit me?"

Wujo Wu raised his chin in a dignified way, and the words he spit out were cold and heartless: "I don't care who eats it, throw it away."

Yidizhi glanced at the canned crab meat that had been lying in the trash can before it was opened, and was confused for a moment: "I don't remember you hating this... No! This is for Dazai-kun!"

Gojo Satoru replied domineeringly and unreasonably: "I don't care who wants it."

Just because Osamu Dazai wanted it, he had to throw it away, okay?

The bastard who caused him to be repaired by Teacher Ye Moth was suicidal|suicidal! ! !

Yidizhi: "..."

Forget it, he doesn't want to get angry with the kid who hasn't passed the second stage of middle school, at worst, he just makes another trip to buy a can for Dazai-kun.

Thanks to that can of crabmeat, Gojo Satoru had a dream that night, a very weird dream.

He dreamed that he fell into the sea and was chased by a big crab with teeth and claws.

When he managed to climb ashore, he saw that big crab with teeth and claws transforming into an undressed... beautiful boy with black hair and kite eyes... what a ghost!

Gojo Satoru shuddered and shook his head frantically, not wanting to recall the details of the dream at all.

He went to the window and drew the curtains.

The weather is good, the sun's rays parted the white clouds and revealed half of his face.

The trees in the college campus are all smudged with a layer of warm colors, and the leaves sway gently in the wind.

Everything is wonderful.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes like a cat and stretched.

A good day starts with a small cake for breakfast.

In the end, Gojo Satoru ate two more small cakes contentedly, and while glancing at the time, he muttered: "I just came back last night, I have to go to class today, and I won't give you a holiday."

After estimating this time to go out, it was just at the right time to step into the classroom. Gojo Satoru popped a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth, put on his coat and went out without haste, and then he was caught by a person he didn't know at all. people stopped.

"Is that you?" The slender boy blocked Gojo Satoru's path, his face pale: "Cough...the guy who is against Senior Dazai."

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but take a few more glances at the other party's unique gradient hair color.

The person behind the young man, Gojo Satoru did have an impression, was Atsushi Nakajima, a first-year student in the Ability Department.

Because of the opponent's tiger transformation ability, it also caused him to lose a lot of face in front of Osamu Dazai.

"Huh?" Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you?"

"To Ryunosuke Akutagawa, it's cough cough cough..."

"It's Dazai-senpai's | poison | Wei."

The black-haired girl who was following Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa kindly filled him in.

Gojo Satoru was shocked by the girl's words and took off his sunglasses: "Hey, hey! Did you make a mistake? That bastard who committed suicide|suicide can still have|poison|wei?"

Gojo Satoru's voice was barely falling, and a very energetic and cheerful male voice came from behind him: "Oh? Isn't this Akun-kun and Akutagawa? Oh, kyoka-chan is here too, it's really lively. "

Gojo Satoru, who was still calm just now, was startled suddenly, and the lollipop in his hand was almost scared off.

He watched Dazai Osamu walking towards them without moving.

Anyone who saw the smile on the young man's face would feel better.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't pay attention to his smile, all he could think about was the weird dream last night...

The second half of the dream that he dared to recall carefully before suddenly appeared in his mind at this moment.

... The young man bit his lip, his lips gradually changed from light pink to |delicate|flavorful|pink pink.

It seemed that the iris-colored pupils filled with the evening glow were completely occupied by emotions he could not understand, like the thin white mist in the morning...

That's the weirdness of that dream.

The figure of Dazai Osamu in the dream merged with the figure of Dazai Osamu in front of him.

Gojo Satoru...

Gojo Satoru runs away!

Seeing Gojo Gojo run away quickly, Osamu Dazai looked up at the sky and sighed: What should I do?My boyfriend really seems mentally retarded, can I lose it (smile)?