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As for how Gojo Satoru found this dessert shop across half of Tokyo, it depends on the fact that after he found out that he was cheated, he squeezed the magic spirit into potatoes and kicked them into the ground one by one in front of Nanami Jianren. rise.

Jianren Qihai: "Although I really want to tell you, Jiarui didn't tell me the real meeting place."

"I do not believe."

Gojo Satoru's tone was as casual as his movements.

With his index finger intertwined with his thumb, he flicked the curse that he was struggling to get out of the ground, and his brain collapsed.

Jianren Qihai looked at the poor curse screaming and flew 50 meters away with a blank face. He calmly pushed down his glasses and gave his own suggestion: "Maybe you can go to the conjurer built by Diva Ask in the group, maybe someone saw them."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head and thought for a while.

The last time he thought it was funny and used 100 million to lure Mingming, who was far away from abroad, into the group, he only stayed for less than a tenth of a second before he was ruthlessly kicked out by the singer.

So it doesn't work for him.

That is to say-

"Lend me your phone, Qihai."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to Nanami Jianren as a matter of course.

Qihai Jianren: "..."

Jianren Qihai: "Please forgive me for refusing."

Gojo Satoru dragged out his tone in shock: "Hey~ why?"

Jianren Qihai: "I need it for work, I don't want to be kicked out like you."

Gojo Satoru curled his lower lip: "Then you lend me, and I'll help you avenge the diva, just as she hasn't settled for teasing me last time."

Jianren Qihai: ... Are you speaking human language?

As if anticipating what the companion beside him was planning for him in his mind, Gojo Satoru became even more upset. He ruffled his hair tied up by the blindfold in distress, and stood up dangling on his knees.

"I'm not angry again, this time I really have something to do with Nitro and Erika."

Jianren Qihai stared at his calm face for two seconds, "...do you know the story of the wolf coming?"

Gojo Satoru pondered seriously for a while, but couldn't find the relevant memory in his mind.

"No."

He said, a little impatient.

Almost in the next second, Jianren Qihai's mobile phone appeared in his hand.

Jianren Qihai lowered his head silently, looked at his torn suit pocket, and then looked at a certain super magician whose back was facing him and devoted himself to editing news, and began to think about how he gave up his ordinary job to become a magician whether the decision is correct.

However, he hadn't come to a conclusion on this issue yet, Gojo Satoru threw the phone away, and the phone fell back into his hand.

Jianren Qihai looked down and saw the chat history on the screen.

[By the way, I've already noted the names of everyone who was discussing when I'm going to be bald. ]

[No, Mr. Nanami, what we were discussing just now is... wait, this tone! ]

[So despicable!Mr. Gojo!Did you trick the kind-hearted Mr. Nanami into lending you your cell phone? ]

[Um? ]

Gojo Satoru used his account to make a suspicious voice.

Within a few seconds, he sent another smiling emoji.

[Not. ^v^]

[Of course I grabbed it directly. ]

... In a sense, I thought about it for him.

Jianren Nanami sighed with a headache, and when he looked away from the phone, Gojo Satoru had already moved a little further away.

Gojo Satoru put one hand in his pocket, turned his back to Nanami Jianren, and waved the other hand as farewell.

Even though he was in the same posture as usual, Jianren Nanami frowned in a rare way.

"Five."

Jianren Qihai stopped him.

"Did something happen to Atobe?"

Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks, and he surveyed his face slightly.The blindfold slid down a bit, revealing the open right eye.

Unlike the usual childish smile on his lips, there was no emotion in those eyes, they were icy and cold.

"If my memory wasn't wrong, I would have thought that Nanami and you also had ulterior motives for Erika."

He used a complaining tone, looked indifferent, and easily changed the subject.

"But having said that, do you know that there is a special curse called [Prison Gate Frontier]?"

Jianren Qihai paused for a moment, moved his lips, and was about to say something, but Gojo Satoru continued on his own.

"Although it's just speculation, I can't help but feel angry when I think that someone is planning to do something to Erika under my nose."

After a distance of more than ten meters, Jianren Qihai felt the curse power flowing randomly from Wujo Wu's body.No, it might not be appropriate to use flow. Jianren Qihai thinks it is more like the annoying wind in winter, harsh and arrogant, which makes people subconsciously want to avoid it.

But Gojo Satoru quickly suppressed such emotions.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I got angry accidentally."

Gojo Satoru pulled back the blindfold with a smile.

He turned around and didn't waste any more time on this matter.The fallen leaves at the man's feet made a small arc due to the wind, and Gojo Satoru's figure disappeared in place.

——Prison Gate Frontier.

Before he came out of Erika's room, Gojo Satoru noticed a book that had fallen from the shelf.

The speed of the wind became weird at that time. He stood there, staring at the book indifferently and turning a few pages.

Even though they couldn't hear each other's voice, even after more than ten years, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie still had an indescribable tacit understanding.

Prison frontier.

He quickly put together the name.

Gojo Satoru had heard of this kind of special-grade cursed object, but it was precisely because of this that he rarely felt something was wrong.

After all, there are two super-class spells that can unravel the Prison Gate. One was smashed by him when he fought against Fu Heisher in high school, and the other was torn to pieces by Xia Youjie when he attacked Gaozhuan a year ago. .

If he remembered correctly, it would take decades for a magician to weave something like a rope that can untie the prison gate.

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, the prison gate should not be used to close Erika.

It's really a magic tool tailor-made for him.

Gojo Satoru pretended to sigh in his heart, but his whole body became more and more irritable.

Sixteen times is already his limit, if Erika dies again in front of him - just thinking of this possibility, Gojo Satoru can't bear it.

He doesn't believe anyone.

So he can't be locked in.

In other words, Erika had to ask his bogus best friend about his plans.

Gojo Satoru was planning so eagerly, but when he took the first step into the dessert shop, what he heard was Iiri Nishiko's words to Dazai Osamu, "That's pretty good, I decided to support you."

So his frivolous threats became logical.

"Dazai-kun is more annoying than the last time I saw him."

Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, and besides the deliberately pretended smile, there was also some innocent hostility in his voice.

Osamu Dazai was not fooled by him at all, he raised the corners of his lips, straightened his bent body just now, the slightly shaking hair in front of his forehead cast a small shadow in those kite-colored eyes.

"I don't want to be liked by men, as long as Erika likes me."

Gojo Satoru felt his fragile nerves being stimulated again: "Oh, if I remember correctly, Mr. Dazai was so angry with Erika that he jumped off the building before."

Erika felt the attention from Reborn and Chuya Nakahara.

Erika: ...

Gojo Satoru saw that Osamu Dazai's smile faded, and continued to say word by word, "In front of my face."

Osamu Dazai: "If you say that, Chuya is not much better."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

Dazai Osamu: "Don't be so surprised, you can understand what the gentleman said just now - in Chuya's world, Erika was not only killed by others, Chuya also found the wrong target for revenge .”

Nakahara, who was poked at the pain point, also had veins on his forehead, and his voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, with suppressed anger: "Go to hell, Dazai."

Reborn sneered, obviously not interested in children's childish fights.

But Osamu Dazai quickly pulled him into the water.

"I've heard of Alcobaleno's curse, let me guess, in Reborn-kun's world, Erika must have endured the curse and died for Reborn-kun."

Reborn glanced up at him coldly, and Len jumped off his shoulder and turned into a green pistol.

Jia Ruozi already understood when she heard this, and she calmly put down the drink in her hand.

"I take back what I just said."

With a bang, Erika watched as the cup in Jiarui's hand cracked open.

Iiriko, who calmly wiped her drink-stained fingers with a paper towel, looked at her: "Women don't need to fall in love."

Erika: "..."

Osamu Dazai didn't care about the words of the family, he still sat down unhurriedly with his eyes wide open.

"Well, I'll talk about the rest later. After I told Mr. Ranpo the information, Mr. Ranpo worked hard to solve the puzzle."

Erika froze for a moment, "Mr. Ranpo?"

Osamu Dazai held his chin and nodded slightly, "But Erika still has to tell you what your relationship is with that bastard named Bai Lan first."

...How could it become a mystery-solving scene out of nowhere?

Although she really wanted to complain about this point, Erika still thought about it according to what Osamu Dazai said.

The relationship between Bai Lan and her is really unclear.

He always appears miraculously in her dungeon of attacking others.

Sometimes they are classmates, sometimes they are friends, sometimes they are subordinates, and even when she was in Varian, they were enemies.

No, thinking about it carefully, she seems to have missed something.

When she attacked XANXUS, she chose to break free from the chains and go to assassinate Bailan Jiesuo alone.

She pulled him to burn together, and Blanchesso died easily in that world.

The Blanchesso who could extinguish the flames with a clap of hands and unseat Vongola from the top of the Italian Mafia died easily.

【"The pleasure of crushing beautiful things, I'm really lucky that Mr. XANXUS can bear it for so long."】

Not only did he not break free from her hand, but he approached her in the flames of anger that devoured every inch of his skin.

【"Isn't this becoming stronger, Little Rose."】

【"But you always do some meaningless things, which makes me always very distressed."】

The surprise between his brows dissipated completely at some point, he just opened those violet-like eyes and stared at her, and suddenly he covered his stomach and laughed.

【"This is already the second time."】

The soft ending stirred her heart like a feather, and Blanche smiled, his figure turned into ashes amid the screams of Liu Diaohua.

Erika's eyes widened in disbelief at the thought.

When she was playing the game, she thought Bai Lan's last sentence was a bug.

However, if one thinks of Bailana's ability to obtain her own memories from parallel worlds...

"It might sound unbelievable."

Erika guiltily looked away from Osamu Dazai's eyes.

"But I seem to have killed him twice."

Almost the second she said these words, the air fell into a strange silence.

The surroundings were terribly quiet, and Nakahara Chuya's eyes clearly showed consternation.

But Osamu Dazai tilted his head, which was lightly supported by his palm, as if he had expected it long ago.

"You already have plans, Erika?"

he asked, his iris eyes curled up as he watched her.

"If he wants to come to me, let him come to me."

She was silent for a moment, speaking very slowly.

This conclusion was obviously reached after careful consideration.

"It's not that I don't believe what Dazai-kun means, but I think that according to Bai Lan's ability, no matter how I hide, he will find me in the end."

What's more, she practiced this strategy countless times when she first came to this world, and none of them could escape.

Even if Blanchesuo's purpose of looking for her was to kill her personally for revenge, Erika felt that she would not die so easily.

In addition to spells and flames of death energy, she also had a Honmaru full of Fusangshen in her mind, not to mention the cheat of the two-faced Su Nuo.

Oh, speaking of it, the first time she killed Bai Lan was in the dungeon of Raiding Su Nuo.

"and then?"

"what?"

"After seeing Mr. Bai Lan, what does Erihua plan to do?"

Osamu Dazai's tone was so relaxed that she couldn't help raising her vigilance.

"Of course it depends on what he wants to do first."

The expected answer.

Dazai laughed lightly.

"I, I don't quite understand."

"In other worlds, every time Erika appears, there will be someone she pursues persistently."

"But the current Erika is different—or maybe it's because the object that Erika can pursue has not yet appeared."

Osamu Dazai supported his forehead, and his fingertips lowered the fluffy hair, making the soft hair lengthen a bit, completely covering half of his face.

"Erika also looks like she doesn't understand."

"However, if you treat all of this as a game and let me set the plot - I will choose Bai Lanjun."

Osamu Dazai's words made the blond girl's eyes widen in disbelief.

On the first day she came to this world, she thought about what the "hidden branch" Sonoko was talking about.

She always thought that the most likely one should be Gojo Satoru.

Because he is an object she has never captured, but he has wonderful memories and always appears by her side.

But looking at it from another angle, Brandeso seems to be doing the same.

"So, Erika can't see Mr. Bai Lan."

Osamu Dazai's tone was smiling, but the whole person seemed to have returned to the dark quagmire.

"Of course, I won't do anything to hurt Erika."

That pair of eyes that are always full of hope and full of sunshine stares at no one cares—this condition is based on the premise that Erika can stay by his side.

For Osamu Dazai, if there is no premise, this condition is meaningless.

Erika frowned, "What are you talking about...?"

"As I said, I studied the games Erika likes to play."

"Although I don't understand the mechanism of the game, it seems that once the target's favorability reaches [-], the game will end."

A future full of infinite possibilities is always fascinating.

But at that time, Osamu Dazai looked at the warm picture frozen on his game console, but the light in his eyes sank little by little.

"Compared with me, Erika's elder brother who died catching tadpoles when she was three years old is more important."

Osamu Dazai easily uncovered the secret that was painstakingly hidden, and Erika clenched her fists subconsciously.

Osamu Dazai took all of her small movements into his eyes.

It's really annoying--

Obviously he didn't want to say these things.

But still very jealous.

Erika probably didn't know it herself, when she talked about the brother who didn't exist in this world, her expression and tone became different.

Her whole body was shining.

A very nostalgic look.

That person he has never met is someone Erika can act like a baby and rely on at will.

Osamu Dazai realized this a long time ago.

He originally planned to keep this secret as a secret forever, but on that day, in the broken church, the golden bird in his arms stopped breathing.

This is the first time Dazai sees the so-called post-game future.

A future he didn't dream of.

"Because I don't know how Bai Lan-kun feels about Erika, so if Erika and Bai Lan-kun are allowed to meet, the possibility of the favorability jumping to [-] cannot be avoided at all."

"Let's make a bet that Gojo-kun, who has spent [-] lives in Eri, also watched Eri—how likely is this?"

The moment Dazai Osamu read Gojo Satoru's name, Erika truly realized the danger.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at him, but Gojo Satoru was unusually calm.

He listened to Osamu Dazai say everything without saying a word, showing unprecedented patience.

"I won't be used as a spear by you, Dazai-kun."

He suddenly grinned, with a hint of irony in his smile.

Gojo Satoru acted as if nothing had happened, but a chilling sense of danger wafted from him.

"I said so many useless things, but in the end I just want to kill that person named Bai Lan."

"But Erika, where are you going back to?"

He withdrew his gaze from Dazai Osamu, and stared at her motionlessly.

"As you said, I have endured the idea of ​​hiding you well."

Warm fingertips poke between her eyebrows, Gojo Satoru repeats with a smile.

"I'm not a tolerant person. If Erika lied to me again, I would be very troubled."

"So, tell me, Erika."

"Where are you going back to?"