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[The port Mafia rejected the bounty offer. ]

The top conjurers really really want the life of "Shuji Tsushima".

This is no longer as simple as fearing that "Shuji Tsushima" who possesses the [anti-magic spell] will become a subversive|subversive|old|powerful person.It is precisely because of the existence of "Shuji Tsushima" that they are hesitant to move forward.

Therefore, upon receiving the news from Nozawa (the current head of the Tsushima family), the senior conjurers were astonished and angry.

They never thought that the port Mafia, which was actively seeking to cooperate with the magic world and finally got in touch with them, would reject the reward for "Shuji Tsushima".

Yes, the bounty for "Shuji Tsushima" is not circulated in the magic world.

The high-level conjurer has a good reputation in his heart, and he has calculated things clearly.

The death of the Inspector may have an inseparable relationship with the magic world, but it depends on the circumstances.

If the censor |died| died while working in Tokyo Manga, they would be held accountable by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Although they couldn't pick it up cleanly, they could push all the faults to Tokyo Manga and Gojo Satoru.

——The high-level conjurer is very willing to take the above risks.

There are different rewards available.

If the bounty is spread in the magic circle, the inspector|death|death-the accountability of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, no matter what, the high-level magician has an inescapable responsibility and must bear it.

[The conjuration world offered a reward for the life of the inspector sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, why didn't you, the high-ranking conjurers, stop it? 】

——If you are faced with such accountability, it is really tantamount to the end of the game.

The higher-ups of the conjurers became more and more angry. They took advantage of "Shuji Tsushima" to stay in seclusion for the past few days, and cooperated with the |gang|gang|gang| that they despised the most, and finally they were rejected from the reward mission...

[Mori Ogai, how dare you play tricks on me? ]

Mori Ogai was also speechless when he received an angry inquiry from the high-level conjurer, and he didn't want to.

If he knew from the very beginning that Osamu Dazai was the "Shuji Tsushima" who was offered a reward, let alone nine digits, even if there were ninety digits, he would definitely not get involved in the slightest bit.

Do not interfere with each other.

——This is the tacit consensus between him and Osamu Dazai.

Mori Ogai frowned and pressed his sore temple.

He didn't know how Osamu Dazai turned into "Shuji Tsushima", how he provoked the high-level conjurers, and how he got involved with the head of the Gojo family, the strongest sorcerer.

He intends to investigate, but he hesitates in front of the most shady information about the port Mafia from Osamu Dazai.

But one thing is certain, that is, you must not try in the minefield.

... No one knows how afraid he is of being torn apart with Dazai, and how afraid that after tearing his face, he will usher in Dazai's stormy revenge.

"Will the cooperation with the magic world continue?" It was Hirotsu Liulang who asked this question.

"Continue." After finally establishing a relationship, Mori Ogai naturally would not give up easily: "Just avoid some Dazai-kun. Also, tell Akutagawa for me not to make trouble for Dazai-kun."

... Dazai Osamu is a man who is really loved and hated.

What he loves is his shrewdness, what he hates is also his shrewdness.

However, if he was a little bit stupid, he wouldn't be him.

— What a contradiction.

Gojo Satoru's thoughts coincided with Mori Ogai's.

He prepared food for Osamu Dazai as usual this morning, and after watching him eat Qiqi|[-], he cleared the table as usual.

He casually said that today he has a mission to go out, and the place to go is remote and far away, so he won't take him with him this time.

"Eh--"

Wujo Gojo watched the young man turn his iris-colored eyes after listening, and then his lips raised an oblique arc of unknown meaning.

"Really? That would be great, I don't want to run around with Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru frowned, the time he spent with him was not long, but it was enough for him to understand that the boy's appearance definitely had meaning for him.

"What do you mean?" Gojo Satoru asked like this at the time, but unfortunately only got a chuckle from the young man.

It wasn't until Gojo Satoru finally understood when he received a call from Assistant Supervisor Iji Kiyoko on the way back from the mission.

Yidizhi clasped his hands, looked nervously at the strongest conjurer who was full of evil spirit, sweat suddenly slipped from the corner of his forehead, exposing all the uneasiness and fear in his heart at the moment to the air.

Too quiet.

In this quiet space that seemed to freeze, Yidizhi even heard his own heartbeat, and the "thump, thump, thump" became faster and heavier.

"That...Mr. Wutiao, Mr. Huzhang..." Yi Dizhi wanted to say, since people are "resurrected" and are still alive and kicking, don't make a tense face, but he didn't dare.

With a bang, Gojo Satoru stood up abruptly, pulled off the blindfold, and strode out, during which time Yidizhi was so frightened that his whole body couldn't stop shaking.

Gojo Gojo walked outside, and immediately saw Osamu Dazai strolling over.

"...Your information is well-informed." After the silence, he only said this sentence.

Gojo Satoru really wanted to ask: You knew the layout of the high-level executives towards Yuzu Yujin, why did you choose to keep silent?

Even if he wasn't a close friend, Gojo Satoru thought he was qualified to ask such a question, but he didn't.

He couldn't be more clear in his heart that the inspector was sent by the Ministry of the Interior to collect filing materials in the magic circle, and he had no need or responsibility to protect anyone.

But...but he just felt upset for no reason!

No matter how scary the expression on Gojo Satoru's face was, Osamu Dazai only responded with an unchanging smile.

"What is Mr. Gojo angry about? Knotabagi Yuhito is fine, isn't he?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and smiled at the white-haired young man: "In this world, not everything can exist or be realized according to one's own ideas."

Gojo Satoru looks horrifying.

"The higher-ups agreed with Knotaba Yuhito to avoid the death penalty by acting as a "container", so Mr. Gojo really thinks he can sit back and relax?" Dazai Osamu bent his kite-colored eyes: "The higher-ups also have factions."

Gojo Satoru thought of this, and said in a deep voice, "The conservative faction."

Osamu Dazai continued: "On the surface they have to endure and give way, but in the dark they have to teach some lessons. As long as Yuzu Yuhito dies decently enough, so what if Mr. Gojo is the strongest? It's hard to say the same thing. Bar?"

"However, the final reason for this situation is that Mr. Gojo was too naive."

Gojo Satoru looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Great ideals, beautiful ambitions, if you want to realize them, you have to walk all the way with blood."

Having said this, Osamu Dazai paused his voice, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and when he spoke again, his voice was as light as a sigh, as if... telling a story of the past.

"From the moment he embarked on this path, Mr. Gojo should have thought of it. It is absolutely impossible to achieve victory without compromising one person."

Gojo Satoru stared at him.

The boy is carefully hiding his sadness.

However, maybe it was because it was really too painful, and my heart couldn't hold it anymore, so that more than half of the sadness that I didn't want to be seen overflowed.

"you……"

"The more you protect them, the more obvious Mr. Gojo's weakness will be in the eyes of the higher-ups." Osamu Dazai had a premonition that Gojo Satoru would start to talk about something, so he simply interrupted him: "Sometimes, if you don't protect them, you will end up talking about them." That's the best protection."

Is it these fledgling students that the upper echelons of the conjurers want to deal with?

No, there is only one high-level conjurer to deal with from beginning to end, and that is the strongest conjurer who stands behind the students and escorts them—Gojo Satoru.

When he was defeated, the students were like lambs to be slaughtered, not even eligible to be "feared".

Gojo Satoru moved his lips, but didn't say a word, who would have thought that?One day, he was actually taught and guided by a young man, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

If they are enemies...

[The reason why Osamu Dazai's enemy is unfortunate is that his enemy is named Osamu Dazai. 】

The content of the information flashed through his mind, and he didn't know whether it was the intelligence dealer in Yokohama who carried the private goods or what, but there were many comments against Osamu Dazai.

Gojo Satoru smiled, but it was quite accurate.

Gojo Satoru turned cold, but fortunately...not an enemy.

Osamu Dazai raised his head and glanced at the crescent moon hanging high in the sky, then shifted his gaze to the white-haired young man, and asked the sincere question of the soul——

"What's for dinner?"

Gojo Satoru: "..." Is this something we should consider now?Logically speaking, shouldn't you be a little ashamed?Is it allowed to ask me what I have for dinner so naturally? ? ?

Pursing his lips, Wu Tiaowu silently swallowed the complaints on his lips, and helplessly said, "Are you relying on me?"

"Otherwise?" Dazai Osamu was full of question marks, how could he let go of the wronged (male) big (mother) head (mother) who had finally found it?

In Dazai Osamu's cognition, there has never been enough to stop, only the wool to the end.

"Ahhh~ okay———" Gojo Satoru spread out his hands with an expression of "I can't help you," and said, "What does Tsushima boy want to eat? Tell me in advance that there is not much time to eat."

"I, want, eat, crab, meat!" Osamu Dazai leaned his upper body, blinking his eyes and said every word, clearly seeing the urgency in his heart.

It was the first time Gojo Satoru saw such a smoky and angry look from the boy. He thought about whether the wounded could eat seafood, and then nodded.

"Row."

After making arrangements for Yuzu Yuhito, Gojo Satoru took Osamu Dazai on a journey to fight crabs.

then……

Of course it didn't work :)

"Um, is Inspector Tsushima directly cursing Gao, or do you want to go to the city for dinner?" Yi Dizhi asked cautiously.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the time, and smiled with raised lips: "Go back."

"Huh? But Mr. Gojo said..."

"Go back."

"……Yes."

"Stop." Osamu Dazai said, and he got out of the car after the car stopped steadily: "You can go back."

Yi Dizhi cried, really cried.He was repeatedly instructed by Mr. Wutiao that after taking Mr. Supervisor to have dinner, he must be sent back to Jugao safely! ! !

"Ah~ what should I do? Are you going to save me?" A casual male voice resounded in the dense forest: "I can't be seen by people related to the curse, so I will go back first..."

"I'm afraid not."

"...!" The young man's voice stopped abruptly, and the smile on his face froze for an instant, and each of them turned around slowly, and the young man was looking at them with a smile that was not a smile.

"Prosecutor Tsujima Shuji..." The black-haired young man stopped the attacking action of the curse spirit beside him, suppressed his astonishment, and smiled warmly at the young man: "I am honored, Mr. Prosecutor. With all due respect, the Prosecutor's neutrality will Better."

"Oh~ Sir, you don't think I'm here to arrest you, do you?" Osamu Dazai smiled and shook his shoulders: "Don't worry~ I've never done anything for nothing."

Under the suspicious eyes of the young man, Osamu Dazai tilted his head: "I'm just curious about Mr. "Xia Youjie". You... are dead, aren't you?"

"Xia Youjie" suddenly constricted his pupils.

The boy's gaze couldn't be softer, but "Xia Youjie" suddenly stopped breathing.

He felt as if he was being stared at by an invisible and intangible monster, and the trembling sensation climbed up his skin little by little... directly hitting the deepest part of his soul!

... How long has he not tasted this kind of taste?

"I don't understand that." "Xia Youjie" rolled down his Adam's apple, and then narrowed his eyes dangerously. He didn't think the boy came alone.

He winked at Hua Yu, one went to save his companion, and the other disappeared very quickly.

Osamu Dazai looked at this scene, his smile remained unchanged: "Do you remember?"

"Yes, sir." The middle-aged man who seemed to appear out of nowhere is a conjurer of the Tsushima family, with a rare talent: "As long as that person uses the magic power, I can immediately sense and follow him."

"Hmm~ well done." Dazai Osamu looked down, and Gojo Satoru and Knotashi Yuhito were there.

Think about it carefully, whether it is the high-level conjurers or the cursing masters and the cursing spirits, if they want to stir up blood|wind|blood|rain in the conjuration world, the premise is to get rid of the biggest bug in the conjuration world- Wujo Wu .

But Wujo Wu is so easy to get rid of?If it was easy, the higher-ups would have been impatient to do it.

Then there is only one way left: seal.

Osamu Dazai turned on the phone.

Special grade curse object: Prison Gate Frontier.

They want to use the "disappearance of Wujo Wu" to create turmoil in the magic world, so he will use "the existence of Wujo Wu" to calm the turmoil in the magic world.

The night wind blew past, rolling the leaves and rustling, and also blowing the black hair on Dazai Zhi's forehead, and the dullness flowing in the depths of the kite eyes was fully exposed like this.

"It's really...

There are enough boring. "