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The blue pupils hidden behind the sunglasses passed by the room where "Gojo Satoru" lived in the Tsushima house.

The Tsushima family is worthy of the outside world's evaluation of its "rich heritage", even if it is just another courtyard, it still shows the illustriousness of the family.

However, the bottles and cans in the room only make this bedroom full of breathless depression.

After muttering for a moment, Gojo Wucai said in a deep voice, "That's why there are so many|medicine|jars here."

"Ah." Ten years later, Xia Youjie nodded: "I can't help it, Wu's state is really worrying, so Nitzi prescribed some|medicine."

The departure of Osamu Dazai took away the feelings of "Gojo Satoru" and annihilated the reason of "Gojo Satoru".

It is undeniable that even if the mantra is lost, "Wujowu" is still unmatched by ordinary people, but without the soul, it is destined to disappear among all sentient beings.

Xia Youjie added: "It's just some sedative | medicine | in case of emergency. Wu piled up these | medicine | drugs in a corner and never really used them.

After scanning a few bottles, Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue: "Jie and Nitro just think too much, don't I understand myself? That guy can't be crazy."

That's what he said, in an uncertain tone that only he could hear.

Xia Youjie pressed his forehead, did the Wu who was ten years ago forget his crazy setting?Frankly speaking, it is not surprising what kind of madness and what kind of madness it takes.

"By the way, what happened to the leader of the House of Dead Rats? How did you cooperate with Bailan Jesso?" Gojo Satoru restrained his unpleasant mood and frowned, "Isn't there no "book"? What value does he have? "

"The leader of the House of Dead Rats was eliminated by you...uh, the couple five years ago. We guess that the body that was verified should have been brought by Bailan Jesso from a parallel world. here."

Osamu Dazai had doubts at that time, but at that time no one thought that there would be people who could communicate with parallel worlds.

"As for the value..." Xia Youjie sighed: "The five declines of heaven and man, it doesn't matter who they are, in short, they each have their own abilities, and they are powerful foreign aid."

Very good, there are a few more people on Gojo Satoru's assassination list.

Now that the situation is clear, Prynne and Fyodor's goal is to lure Dazai Osamu ten years ago and use him to lift the seal of the "Book".

Gojo Satoru doesn't understand their brain circuits very well. Since the "book" is so buggy, why didn't he use the "book" to achieve goals and solve obstacles?

How did Gojo Satoru know that Bailan Jesso likes to make a big death, and he is an outstanding representative of "villain | death | because of too many ideas".

"Forget it." Gojo Wu peeled off a piece of candy and put it into his mouth: "Let's go, Jie, go to Pengleki|land to meet up with the children, and try to get it done within the day!"

Xia Youjie obviously had a different idea: "It's too urgent, it's better to observe and see."

The successive incidents of Osamu Dazai and Gojo Satoru affected Xia Youjie to some extent.

"Relax." Gojo Satoru pushed down his sunglasses and lazily said, "Gojo Satoru here is like this because his Dazai Osamu is still alive or dead. But my Aji is still waiting for me to go home~"

Xia Youjie twitched the corner of his mouth: "..." What can he do?I can only agree.Otherwise, this Gojo Satoru would go back to find his own Azhi ten years ago in minutes.

There is only one thing, Xia Youjie hesitated for a while and asked: "The ability to understand..."

Gojo Satoru interrupted Xia Youjie: "Didn't you bring back the sealed "book"? Do you think Osamu Dazai will leave him alone in ten years' time?"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie also nodded in agreement, but...

Xia Youjie showed a kind smile: "Wu, do you dare to be more confident when you say this?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Ten years ago——

"Wow! Dazai-san and Gojo-sensei are back!" Kojou Yuhito waved his hands with crooked smiles.

"Oh, oh, everyone is here!" Mr. Gotiao walked over excitedly, patted this one's shoulder, touched|touched|that's head: "Yeah, it's good, everyone looks very healthy."

Knotabazu Yuhito raised his arms and shouted: "Yes!"

Knotabagi Yuhito didn't notice at all the strange look his companion gave him.

Fu Heihui and the others: "..." No way, no way?Didn't the foolish Polygonum cuspidatum notice something was wrong with Teacher Wutiao? !

——To avoid accidents, only everyone in the detective agency and Xia Youjie knew about Gojo Wu's swaps ten years ago.

However, a keen conjurer has already noticed that, not to mention Gojo Satoru's embarrassing appearance, but only the inexhaustible magic power of the [Unlimited Art] that can be used anytime, anywhere, all the time, it seems to have disappeared now .

"Ah..."

Compared to Mr. Gojo's enthusiasm, Osamu Dazai felt extremely confused, half-empty his eyes, he turned and looked at Xia Youjie who followed him up: "Can I ask why everyone in the magic department is in the detective agency? "

"Oh!" Before Xia Youjie could answer, Osamu Dazai clapped his hands thinking he got the right answer: "So it's a party."

...You know it's impossible, right?

Xia Youjie froze, took a few deep breaths before saying, "Well, the Supernatural | Affairs | Division has sent a request to assist | search|search | to the Curse Division."

Search|search|entrust?

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, put the dim sum on the detective's desk, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Mr. Dazai was... er, resting some time ago, so I don't know." Atsushi Nakajima explained to Osamu Dazai: "A person who used the fog to cause supernatural beings to commit suicide has sneaked into Yokohama."

"...Shibusawa Tatsuhiko." Dazai Osamu lowered his eyelashes and whispered the name.

"Hey!" Atsushi Nakajima widened his eyes, "Does Mr. Dazai know that person?"

"For the time being." Osamu Dazai twitched his lips, stroked his hair with his hand and said with a smile, "The Department of Abilities has indeed been entrusted to the right person this time."

After all, the source of power of the superhuman and the conjurer is different. Shibusawa Ryuhiko's supernatural power can pose a threat to the superhuman, but it can't help the conjurer.

After all, the magic power of a conjurer is a power that can be inherited from blood.

But...is it actually entrusted to the magic department?

Osamu Dazai looked at Mr. Gojo with a smile, and Mr. Gojo returned the same smile.

"Mr. Xia You." Dazai Zhi withdrew his gaze and turned to Xia Youjie: "Did you bring the things I asked Mr. Xia You to prepare this morning?"

Xia Youjie was stunned before he realized: "Ah yes, because I don't know when you will need it, so I took it with me."

"That's good." Dazai Osamu finished and left the detective agency, taking Kunikida's roar of "A meeting is coming, where are you going, idiot?!" as an auditory hallucination.

Mr. Gojo looked at the disappearing figure of Osamu Dazai, and then at Xia Youjie who was full of helplessness, blinked in doubt, and then burst out laughing.

Although I don't know what's going on, Dazai Osamu is really hard to guard against.

"Hey! Wait! Where is Gojo-sensei going?!" Hirohito Kojou said.

Mr. Wutiao kept walking, and replied: "Of course it is "Aji" who protects me."

Detective Agency & Xia Youjie: "..." One from ten years later, one from now, can this show their faces? (numbness)

The unexplained crowd eating melons in the magic department: "..." This dog food is so good!

"Are you angry, aren't you?" Mr. Wutiao has long legs, and it's easy to chase people: "Okay, okay, I admit, I asked Jie to take the initiative to apply to the Ability Division, and intercepted the original report for the detective agency. entrust."

Osamu Dazai suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at him with a pair of kite eyes that seemed to be smiling but not a smile: "Mr. Gojo, you are really a super-super society who knows how to make its own decisions. I don't know what "Osamu Dazai" will be like ten years later." Have you ever said that?"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Gotiao's expression was completely blank with naked eyes, but soon, he put a smile on his face again: "I hope he said it."

Osamu Dazai's pupils tightened suddenly.

"They said that he will definitely come back." Mr. Gojo lowered his brows lightly, his eyes seemed to look at Osamu Dazai through clouds and mist: "But I'm not sure whether he is willing to come back, after all...he once wanted |death|death so much."

... Fate is really cruel, and that cruelty does not simply deprive people of all hope.

Instead, in the midst of despair, there is almost negligible light left behind, forcing people to squeeze out strength from their tired bodies to continue searching and waiting.

"Sorry." Osamu Dazai sighed, and apologized for himself ten years later.

"You don't need to say sorry." Mr. Gojo raised his hand, stroking|stroking|stroking|stroking|stroking|stroking|stroking|stroking|stroking| Dazai Osamu's hair in a vain manner, and a broken voice came out of his dry throat: "Everything he did was for this World, he is the right one. So I knew that he was heading towards |death|death, but I didn't stop him."

Mr. Gojo smiled: "I just want to go to him."

Osamu Dazai's face turned cold, but his heart felt sour in contradiction: "Do you know what I thought when I saw Reborn's letter?"

Mr. Gojo watched him, and the blue pupils sent inquiries.

"I have to correct my mistakes ten years later." Osamu Dazai said, ""Gojo Satoru" can be embarrassed, but that embarrassment must not be caused by "Osamu Dazai."

——At that day, at that moment, his eyes glanced at the cold and hard words, for a moment, he suddenly began to look forward to getting old, he thought he was seriously in love with Gojo Satoru.

Even if he once knew nothing about it.

Even if he tried to escape far away.

"Mr. Gojo, I think the "Osamu Dazai" ten years later must want to apologize to you, not for going to |death|death| without authorization." Osamu Dazai smiled: "It's because of loving you .”

No one knows himself better than him.

The love belonging to Osamu Dazai is selfish and muddy, and sometimes even mixed with viscous malice.

... The love belonging to Osamu Dazai is to pull people into the quagmire.

"Do you want to act together?" Osamu Dazai blinked slyly: "Mr. Gojo must be by my side. After all, I am very weak. "Gojo Satoru" must save me as soon as possible."

Mr. Gojo smiled: "Of course."

Ten years later—

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Gojo Satoru who dared to confront Reborn, and even made Reborn almost speechless, with admiration in his eyes.

Look at Gojo Satoru's height of more than 1.9 meters... Sawada Tsunayoshi cried, it was tears of envy, this is probably a height that he will never be able to achieve in his life.

"No, Wujo, calm down first." Reborn pressed his temple with his small hand, he was so angry that he lost his temper, but he had nothing to do: "I'm really sorry."

Reborn thought it was necessary for him to explain the matter clearly: "When I sent a courier to Dazai, I didn't know that Bai Lan and Fyodor's plan was to target Dazai. I found out later that it was already too late."

The white-haired man held a lollipop in his mouth, and said vaguely: "What's the matter? Because I don't know, can I write it off?"

Reborn had a headache: "I didn't say one write-off, five. If you have any requirements, just put forward five."

"What can I ask for."

"Then Dazai-kun..."

"He has me." Gojo Satoru chewed the candy in his mouth with a smile, and said lazily: "I can do whatever he wants~~"

Reborn, Reborn was trembling with anger, roaring inwardly: What's wrong with this person——? !

How did Reborn know that Gojo Satoru was holding a grudge, remembering the grudge he said when he went back and sent the documents, "Dazai is also more reliable in transactions".

"Okay." Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled and said, "I'm just joking, don't mind. Now, can I |beat| beat up someone?"

Life is not easy, Reborn sighed: "Not yet..."

Boom-!

The technique [Cang] directly smashed down a wall.

Gojo Satoru shook his hands with a smile: "Lao, son, no, listen, clear."

Everyone: "..."

Okay, you are the strongest and you can say what you say, what is fierce...