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[Mr. Dazai. ]

Not long after they returned to Mangao, the person in charge of handing over tasks to Osamu Dazai from the Supernatural Secret Service Division called him.

The transfer person said cautiously: [The higher-ups have read the materials you submitted, and asked when you can finish the finishing? ]

"Wait a little longer." Osamu Dazai replied extremely perfunctorily, hung up the phone, and then another call came in.

The moment the phone was connected, an indistinct voice|exploded|exploded in Dazaizhi's ear: [You are fooling me. ]

Osamu Dazai couldn't help snorting and said, "How much have you found? The future Patriarch of Gojo."

The tone of the last word rose slightly, and the lazy voice swayed gently in Wutiao Wu's ears with a smile. He swallowed, feeling his throat a little dry.

He poured a glass of water and drank it, his voice still a little hoarse: [I found everything. ]

Without waiting for Osamu Dazai to reply, he said again: [Do you need my help? ]

"Okay." Osamu Dazai's answer was completely beyond Gojo Satoru's expectations.

Osamu Dazai thought that after replying like this, the conversation with Wujo Wu would end here, but the young man insisted on referring to Xia Youjie's "right theory" from the curse spirit that was exorcised today.

Chatting all over the world, there is no intention of hanging up the phone.

Osamu Dazai thought at first that Gojo Satoru was testing him, but later he found out that Gojo Satoru was simply too bored to be idle.

Hearing the rapid breathing on the other side of the phone gradually calmed down, at that moment, Osamu Dazai gripped the phone tightly, and his desire to smash Gojo Satoru's door to wake people up became even stronger.

... Forget it, as a mature and reliable adult, he should tolerate the waywardness of the immature boy a little bit.

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone silently, and sent an email to Masamune Noctua. He had to ask Kako for a few days off, and within a few days, he had to make a quick decision to clean up some annoying garbage in Tsushima's house.

Although they have already left the Tsushima family, those guys are really annoying.

Gengtian Shantouhuo thought that he had worked hard to get him to agree to be an undercover agent, but he didn't know that he was just following the trend.

Completely erasing the resume in the port | black | hand | party |, isn't it quite a reward?

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips coolly.

After Wujo Wu woke up the next day, he doubted his life and sat on the |bed| in a daze. It was not until Xia Youjie came to smash the door of his school building that he came back to his senses.

Xia Youjie broke in and saw Gojo Wu still sitting on |bed| in pajamas, his eyes widened: "Master Wujo, don't you old man check the time? Hurry up!"

Gojo Wu glanced at Xia Youjie, lowered his head and continued to meditate.

Xia Youjie gritted his teeth, and didn't have time to talk to Gojo Wu about what was wrong. He said, "There is a commission to appoint us."

"What commission?"

"Guard the "star plasma body", that is, the adaptable girl of Lord Tianyuan, and erase it. "Xia Youjie simply said that he was shocked.

"Oh, okay." I don't know if I heard it clearly, Wujo Wu nodded indiscriminately: "Jie, you go out first, I will change clothes."

Xia Youjie: "..." He thinks Wujo Wu is sick!

Seeing people go out, Gojo Satoru quickly jumped|get off|bed|removed|removed|sheet|sheets, and stuffed them together with the changed pajamas into a corner of the closet where no one could see them.

As if hiding all the shady fantasies, Gojo Satoru leaned against the chocolate-colored door of the closet, covered his blushing face, and let out a heavy and long breath.

The Tsushima family——

"Guard the 'astral body'?Such a boring task. "

Osamu Dazai looked at the amount behind the reward, clicked his tongue again and again, and then turned to the trembling people behind him with disinterest.

Old fellows of the Tsushima family.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, amused by his five-point description, his kite eyes reflected the panic-stricken people, his smiling eyes crooked: "I'm really envious, I can die so happily."

Blood|liquid|splattered everywhere, and the emerald green lawn that had been carefully tended to was also stained red by the blood|liquid|. It was not difficult to see that this place had just experienced a fierce battle.

Osamu Dazai stepped on the blood|blood, and the red soles of his shoes left a mark on the ground.

The last person who tried to resist him was lying on the ground at this moment, with a ferocious face and his pupils out of focus.

boring.

Boring.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips in boredom, and suddenly thought of going back to Yokohama.

As soon as this idea came up, a guard from the Tsushima family stepped forward and whispered something in his ear respectfully.

"The Astral Body is dead? "Osamu Dazai smiled coldly, not surprised by this result.

"Astroplasma"|dead|is dead.

No, Riko Tenuchi is |dead| dead.

In the arms of the white-haired boy was a body that had lost its temperature. He looked around, and the emotions in his eyes were like the wind and frost blowing on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

When everything was out of control, the black-haired boy stopped him.

The bottom of the blue eyes warmed up slightly, but they were still empty.

The black-haired boy's eyes were also filled with holes that could not be seen.

——Fate took a turning point at this moment.

[Mr. Tsushima. ]

Osamu Dazai didn't expect Xia Youjie to call him with Wujo Wu's mobile phone: "Where is Wujo Wu?"

Xia Youjie looked at his friend who was drunk and started talking nonsense, and he raised his forehead with a headache: [He is drunk. ]

God knows what kind of nerve Gojo Gojo has, he can't drink but he wants to drink, and he even asks to drink the wine that Dazai Osamu drank that day.

Osamu Dazai asked strangely, "Excuse me, what does that have to do with me?"

[No, it's just...]

It's just that he accidentally opened Gojo Satoru's cell phone, and found that the recent dozens of call records were all calls to Osamu Dazai, and the duration of each call was not short.

Xia Youjie faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

After being drunk, Gojo Satoru was more difficult than usual, Osamu Dazai could hear him chanting "Heaven and earth, I am the only one" through the phone.

He didn't have the patience to listen to the second-year-old's drinking madness, so he simply asked, "Is there anything else?"

[……have. ] Xia Youjie paused, his tone full of struggles: [Mr. Tsushima, what do you think can be done to get rid of all curses? ]

"Wow!" Osamu Dazai became a little interested in this topic: "I didn't expect Xia You to ask me this question."

[Isn’t it similar to the issue of world peace? ] Xia Youjie asked a little strangely.

The black-haired boy did not ignore the word "also" in Osamu Dazai's words. Who else asked this question besides him?

Xia Youjie looked at Gojo Satoru, before he could ask his doubts, Osamu Dazai had already given the answer.

"If you want world peace—" Osamu Dazai dragged out his voice with a smile, "Isn't it enough to let all human beings | die | go? There is no curse without human beings."

Xia Youjie's head was shaken, and he froze in place.

"Jie?" Gojo Satoru who was beside him suddenly calmed down and called his name.

"Ah?" Xia Youjie broke free from dizziness: "What's wrong?"

"Who are you talking on the phone with?" Compared with the previous state of mad criticism, Gojo Satoru looked abnormally calm at the moment, and his blue pupils, who had been slightly drunk by the smell of alcohol, were blurred like drunk but not drunk.

Xia Youjie subconsciously wanted to hide it: "No..."

Gojo Satoru shouted out the name first: "... Shuji Tsushima."

If Osamu Dazai hadn't heard Gojo Satoru call him that, he would have hung up the phone almost. He said "hmm" and didn't care whether Gojo Satoru could hear him or not.

"I really want to... crush those rotten oranges," Wutiao Wudao said.

Xia Youjie frowned, because something wrong with his friend diverted his attention.

He was about to say something to Osamu Dazai when he realized that the phone had been hung up.

Xia Youjie stuffed the phone back into Wutiao Wu's pocket, and tentatively called out, "Wu?"

The person who was still making |violent|violent remarks in the last second did not respond. Xia Youjie leaned over to take a closer look, and found that Gojo Wu had fallen asleep lying on the bar counter.

"..."

The following days returned to calm, except for the increase in the number of curse spirits born, there was nothing else.

Everything seems to herald the last calm before the storm.

"I've been thinking about it." This is a gymnastics class, and I couldn't help complaining: "How did Mr. Tsushima's special grade get judged?"

Osamu Dazai was holding a rope at this time, seriously thinking about how to cut it to a length suitable for hanging on a tree. Hearing what he said, he wondered: "It's not something that can be obtained easily. Is it?"

Home into the glass: "..." Good guy!What kind of Versailles is this? !

Gojo Wu, who was fighting with Xia Youjie, came over, followed by Xia Youjie's complaint|following|following: "I shouldn't have agreed to fight with you, are you fighting? That's obviously abusing vegetables. "

Gojo Satoru laughed at him, and threw an envelope to Osamu Dazai: "Those people gave it to you."

Seeing Gojo Satoru's action, Jia Ruzizi remembered something, slapped his thigh and said, "I almost forgot, Mr. Ye Moth came just now, and there is a task for the two of you to do."

She pointed at Osamu Dazai and Xia Youjie.

Osamu Dazai, who had just wrapped the rope around the tree, frowned and shook his head wildly childishly: "No! I'm not going! I'm a very weak assistant supervisor!"

Gojo Satoru pulled him down, and said in a childish tone: "Just leave this kind of thing to Jie~ Come with me to eat Xijiufu?"

Osamu Dazai nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah! I want two more canned crab meat!"

"No problem! Twenty is fine!"

"You guys!" Xia Youjie clenched his fists: "Do you think I don't exist?"

"Really, don't use your identity as an assistant supervisor as a shield! Mr. Tsushima is also a magician, okay?!" Xia Youjie picked up Osamu Dazai's back collar.

The task received by Dazai Zhi and Xia Youjie is to find out the curse spirit that causes the villagers to disappear and die strangely, and to exorcise them.

It's not difficult to find the curse spirit and get rid of it, as long as you investigate the reason for the birth of the curse, it's ok. After all, the birth of the curse stems from the negative emotions of human beings, and there are always traces to follow.

but--

Osamu Dazai looked at the two shivering little girls leaning against each other in the cage, the iris in his eyes dimmed.

Sure enough, human beings are such boring and hateful creatures.

Osamu Dazai took a few steps back and looked at the sky outside, the blue that should have been clean was now covered by black clouds.

For no reason, he thought that Gojo Satoru's eyes were like the surface of a lake shining brightly in the sun, but when it was stained with dark colors, it would turn from a lake into a vast sea.

... Those eyes can dispel all darkness.

Xia Youjie was also silent.

People who shouldn't be hurt are suffering a lot at this moment, while those who should be punished are living ignorantly and arrogantly.

[There are two ways to get rid of all the curse spirits. ] 99 Yuki's voice played back in his mind: [The first one is to remove the magic power of all human beings; the second one is to allow all human beings to control the magic power. ]

The black-haired boy calmly pointed out the third method: [Killing all the non-magicians will never be enough. ]

Xia Youjie paused, and when he stretched out his hand, Osamu Dazai stopped him.

Xia Youjie felt that the mantra surging inside his body suddenly stagnated, his eyes widened in surprise, and he instantly understood the reason why Osamu Dazai was named a super conjurer.

"Why stop me?"

The black-haired young man put his fingers to his lips, and with a warm smile in his eyes, he said, "This is what adults should do."

After finishing speaking, Dazai Osamu confirmed with a smile again: "Have you made up your mind?"

Xia Youjie looked at him with a bit of shock in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, and said resolutely, short of breath, "Think it over."

A few hours later, they returned to Curgao.

Seeing that they returned so quickly, Wujo Wujo said casually, "Mission solved? It's super fast."

He was answered by Xia Youjie's closing sound.

"What's the matter with him?" Gojo Satoru looked at Dazai Osamu with the eyes of a child who is looking for an adult to complain, and the latter spread his hands to express his ignorance.

"Ah, that's right..." Gojo Satoru wanted to say something, but Osamu Dazai closed the door with a bang, which almost made him blush.

In the school building, Osamu Dazai sent an email to the staff of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, saying that the mission was about to end and he wanted to return to Yokohama as soon as possible.

Then he took out the envelope that Gojo Satoru gave him today, glanced at it hastily, and threw the letter aside. Within a second, his cell phone rang.

As he expected, someone was watching him.

Osamu Dazai pressed the phone button expressionlessly, and heard a lot of rambling on the other side. What he said was nothing more than asking him to stay and take over the Tsushima family.

He replied impatiently, "So?"

It's true that he cleaned up the trash, but that doesn't mean he's taking over the dump.

[Uh... so? ] The other side was confused by the question.

Dazai's face was paralyzed, and his tone was extremely confused: "What's the relationship between you looking for Shuji Tsushima and me, Dazai?"

As soon as the voice fell, he hung up the phone.

clang clang-

Someone knocked on the door.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, the person who came to him at this point...could it be Xia Youjie?

He opened a slit, and a bright white slammed into his line of sight. He only paused for half a second, and then slammed the door shut.

After another half a minute, Gojo Satoru, who used illegal means to enter the room, said aggrievedly: "Mr. Tsushima did it on purpose just now?"

Osamu Dazai just pretended not to understand: "What?"

"You obviously saw me..."

Dazai Zhizhi was confident: "Oh, maybe my eyes are dazzled."

"I..." Wujo Satoru seemed to want to say something.

Osamu Dazai threw him a game controller, stopping what he was about to say next: "Since you're here, Wujo-san will clear the game with me, shall we?"

Wujo Wu, endure it.

"..."

"If I am guilty, please let the law|law|sanction|sanction me instead of letting me play games with you."

Osamu Dazai spoke sincerely.

Really, he was stupid.

He never expected that Gojo Satoru, who usually talks about "the strongest", is not as good as an elementary school student in his game? ? ?

There are a total of ten levels in the game, and the character controlled by Gojo Satoru kneeled down in front of the little boss in the third level.

"Five students, tell me."

Dazai took a deep breath.

Gojo Satoru, who hadn't figured out how he knelt, blinked his eyes: "Ah? What?"

Osamu Dazai put down the game controller, calmly and incomprehensibly asked the question of the soul——

"Why are you so good and so confident?"

"..."

Harmful|Little, insulting|Extremely strong.

Gojo Satoru chose to avoid this question, and used the method of changing the subject to avoid embarrassment: "By the way, did you reject those |old|not|dead|calls before? What did they say in the letter?"

Osamu Dazai said calmly: "It's nothing, just tell me to go back and take over the mess."

"You agree?" For some reason, Gojo Satoru felt a little nervous when he asked this sentence.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai looked at him in surprise: "Student Wujo, may I ask if your brain has degenerated to the level of your game skills?"

Does he look like the kind of kind-hearted guy who rushes to wipe someone's ass?His |country|nationality|is not Russian.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Being ridiculed again, Gojo Satoru felt that his strongest dignity was in danger, and he insisted stubbornly: "That was just an accident."

"Hi, hi." Osamu Dazai responded perfunctorily, "Can I invite you out?"

"Wait, wait!"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "What else?"

"That..." Gojo Satoru clenched the game controller tightly, his throat suddenly itched badly, he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be mixed with hot fine sand from the desert, and he was hoarse: "Do you still remember when I was eight years old? Are you confessing?"

"Eh?" Osamu Dazai widened his eyes and thought about it seriously: "Is there such a thing?"

Gojo Satoru endured it again, he took a deep breath and whispered: "At that time, you said that when I grow up|an adult, I will be my bride, and then I will bring all the Gojo family to the Tsushima family. "

Although the Tsushima family is almost finished now, "Shuji Tsushima" obviously doesn't intend to take care of it, but as long as "Shuji Tsushima" becomes his bride, he is willing to marry.

Osamu Dazai gave an indifferent "Oh": "Then, Mr. Gojo Satoru, 18 years old, are you an adult?"

Gojo Satoru was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by Shuang: "...not yet."

Then, Gojo Satoru was pushed out of the door, seeing the door slamming his face with a bang, he... endured it again.

After staying up most of the night, Osamu Dazai was no longer in the mood to sleep. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Xia Youjie who was sleeping: "Xia~you~student~student~"

Xia Youjie: [...Wh, what is it? ]

"Ah, I'm a little bored. Of course, I didn't call Xia You because I was bored. I just thought that since I can't sleep, someone must accompany me so I can't fall asleep."

Good guy, where did this hermaphrodite come from? !

Xia Youjie restrained his urge to smash his phone, and heard Dazai say again: "Shall we go to the task?"

Osamu Dazai could feel Xia Youjie's rapid breathing on the phone, and after a long time, he heard Xia Youjie ask: [What are you going to do? ]

"Sarah, who knows."

Before leaving, Osamu Dazai glanced at the game controller in the room, thinking that he would never find anyone to play games again for a while.

Heh, dish|chicken.

The night was heavy, and every house in the small village was dark, and not a single star in the sky appeared.

In the silence, there was only the sound of light footsteps.

Dazai Zhi glanced at Xia Youjie who had been waiting in front for a long time, and stepped forward quickly.

"So fast?" Xia Youjie stared in shock.

Dazai just shrugged.

Xia Youjie was silent for a long time, and slowly let out a breath: "Aren't you going to say goodbye to Wu?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I don't want to say goodbye to a game dish|chicken|." Osamu Dazai didn't want to recall the painful experience of being cried by his teammate Cai.

Xia Youjie pointed out calmly: "He will be very sad."

"..." Osamu Dazai didn't respond, he jumped to the front: "Leave the remnants of your magic power, we should go, the villain will die early if he talks too much."

Xia Youjie followed Dazai Zhi who was bouncing in front of him. He didn't ask Dazai Zhi what he did. The sea of ​​fire behind him and the screams of a few people had already given him the answer.

【Record:

September XX Village:

The person in charge of this task, Xia Youjie (2nd grade in Tokyo Curse High School), and the assistant supervisor and super magician Shuji Tsushima, confirmed the death of 112 people in XX Village on the second day after they were dispatched.

According to the remnants of the mantra, it was destroyed by Xia Youjie's mantra|manipulation, and the remnants of the mantra of the auxiliary supervisor Shuji Tsushima have not been found at the scene.

Xia Youjie and Tsushima Shuji defected. According to regulations, they were judged as curse masters and should be executed. 】

"Enlightenment? Calm down." Jia Ruozi subconsciously took out the cigarette, but stopped when he took out the |fire|ignition machine.

"I'm calm." Gojo Satoru put away the report, lick|lick|lick| the candy in his mouth, the sweetness kept his brain running at high speed, and he quickly sorted out everything that was wrong.

For a moment, he loosened his clenched fist, and inside lay a mango-flavored lollipop, which he found in Osamu Dazai's room this morning.

"Yokohama?" Gojo Satoru picked up another file and muttered, his eyes dark and deep.

Armed Detective Agency.

Osamu Dazai.

Xia Youjie was accepted by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. After the two-month observation period, he will join the Secret Service Section with a new identity and become a conjurer belonging to the Special Service Section and the Yokohama area.

"Your parents have settled down." Osamu Dazai said vaguely while biting an apple.

"It's okay not to worry about that." Xia Youjie said with a frown.

"No way." Osamu Dazai threw the apple core into the trash can precisely: "Student Xia You, you can be a bad person, but you can't lower your bottom line because of this. Otherwise, what awaits you will only be trampled to death Desolate, understand what I mean?"

Xia Youjie fell silent, and nodded for a while: "By the way, I haven't asked about Mr. Tsushima's mission yet."

"My mission..."

"So that's the end of Mr. Tsushima's mission?" Xia Youjie asked in disbelief after listening to Osamu Dazai's narration.

Osamu Dazai looked at him, and a smile slowly spread across his face: "After bringing classmate Xia You into Yokohama, my task has already been overfulfilled."

... what do you mean?

Xia Youjie frowned, all of which was full of disobedience.

"Didn't I say that? The high-level conjurer wants to participate in Yokohama, and has already obtained permission from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The Supernatural Secret Service Division does not agree. So, what should be done to solve the problem?"

"Student Xia You." Osamu Dazai went over, smiled and raised his hand to pat the boy on the shoulder: "That village is under the jurisdiction of Yokohama."

The ending sound drifted away, Xia Youjie only felt his heart shake as if his feet were empty.