Only 100 days left in life

Because the voice on the other end of the phone was quite loud, although she had no intention of eavesdropping on other people's privacy, Shiratori Mariko still heard what he was saying clearly.

Dazai, sir, are you pregnant? ? ?Pregnant man?

Shiratori Mariko subconsciously turned to look at Fukuzawa Yukichi, he looked calm.

So, does the world of supernatural powers include things like getting a man pregnant?Is it so amazing?Or is it that only "Mr. Dazai" can get pregnant?What is this all about?

For the first time, Shiratori Mariko felt that her brain was not enough.

"Well," Fukuzawa Yukichi calmly replied to the phone, "I'll go back right away."

Then he hung up the phone, his expression unchanged, but he suddenly fell silent.

Shiratori Mariko waited for a while, but Fukuzawa Yukichi still didn't say a word.

"What's the matter?" she asked. "Is there a problem, Mr. Fukuzawa?"

Then she looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi in front of her, although his expression was serious, his tone showed rare hesitation and confusion.

"Dazai," he said, "is pregnant?"

Shiratori Mariko: Ah this.

She thought she was involved in some strange dispute, but she bit the bullet and asked, "Who is Mr. Dazai?"

This time Fukuzawa Yukichi's answer was much more fluent.

"Members," he said, "male members."

"Then why is he pregnant?" Mariko Shiratori was full of question marks, "I thought you had some special method over there, didn't you? Go back and have a look?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded.

Mariko Shiratori made a bold guess, "Mr. Fukuzawa, let me take the liberty of asking about Mr. Dazai's character."

She couldn't help but guessed, "Is he very smart, like joking and pranks?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded again.

Shiratori Mariko breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe it was a joke," she said, "or a lost bet, or truth or dare? You'll find out when you get back."

"Well," Fukuzawa Yukichi said, "goodbye."

Shiratori Mariko responded, "Goodbye."

She stood at the door, intending to wait for Fukuzawa Yukichi to leave before closing the door.

Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced at the dumpling guarding on the other side and coughed.

He glanced down at Shiratori Mariko, "My words are still valid. I have accepted your commission."

"What?" Shiratori Mariko asked blankly, "About what commission?"

Only now did she realize that what Fukuzawa Yukichi was thinking just now was completely different from what she was thinking.

"What you want to entrust," Fukuzawa Yukichi replied, and took two steps towards the door.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I don't know if I was misunderstood by you," Shiratori Mariko quickly apologized, "but I really don't have anything to entrust to the detective agency."

She really doesn't want others to toss because of her misunderstanding, "I don't have much money, and I can't afford to pay."

"Find a way to heal you. Isn't that what you need to entrust?"

"That bowl of noodles," Fukuzawa Yukichi turned and walked the way he came and went, "it should be an advance payment."

Armed Detective Agency.

It is already off-duty time, but the lights are still brightly lit here, and there is no sign of rest.

Hiding outside in a panic, he made a phone call, and after getting the president's reply of "I'll be right back", Junichiro Tanizaki breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Kunikida," he walked in, "The president said he would be right back. Mr. Dazai-"

Seeing the scene in front of him, he choked.

Miyazawa Kenji was playing with his straw hat, looking curiously at Dazai who was lying down from time to time; the newcomer Nakajima Atsushi was sitting on the sofa opposite Dazai, holding a glass of water, looking helpless; Kyoka was Pursing his lips, his face was full of seriousness, as if he was still judging whether Osamu Dazai was pregnant; and Osamu Dazai——

The culprit who caused the entire detective agency to stay here during off-duty hours was lying on the sofa, wearing earphones, shaking his head leisurely, humming a song, as if nothing had happened, "The two died for love. Happy~"

Next to him was Doppo Kunikida, who was tall and straight, holding a notebook and recording something seriously.

So, is it true or false that Mr. Dazai said that he was pregnant?

Oh, if only Mr. Ranpo was here.Now is there really anyone here who can see through Mr. Dazai?

The brisk singing in the earphones put Osamu Dazai in a good mood.

"Precautions during pregnancy," he casually picked up the fruit on the table and took a bite, "First, don't eat food other than thick snacks to ensure the health of the child; second, it is best to have a beautiful woman by your side, keep a happy mood; three"

Kunikida Doppo listened to his words, and continued to write vigorously as usual, nodding his head, "Okay, the first point and the second point"

Osamu Dazai looked at his serious look, shrugged and smiled.

"I lied to you~"

Hearing these words, Kunikida Doppo yanked his hand so hard that the pen was broken in the middle.He glanced at the pen in his hand with heartache, picked up the thick stack of documents on the side, and threw it at Dazai Osamu's head.

"Be serious with me! Unforgivable bastard—"

With a bang, the situation got out of hand in an instant, and it became the scene where Osamu Dazai was beaten.

If it was placed in other offices, it would probably be a situation where fighting, calling the police, and cleaning up the mess have already begun, but fortunately, everyone present is very used to this.

"So," Atsushi looked at Izumi Kyoka aside with the loud background sound, "Kyoka, do you think Mr. Dazai is pregnant—"

Although it is said that Mr. Dazai cannot be pregnant, it seems quite reasonable to put the matter on Mr. Dazai, no matter what it is.

"Fake," Quan Jinghua said bluntly, "I'm not pregnant."

She didn't find any abnormal fluctuations from Mr. Dazai.

The negative answer given by the reliable underage girl, not only Atsushi Nakajima nodded in conviction, but even Osamu Dazai raised his head upon hearing this.

"Oh," he replied with a smile, "it's rare to guess right once, Jinghua really made progress—"

Before he finished speaking, Kunikida grabbed his collar and threw him against the wall, "I knew you were lying, Dazai, you bastard!!!! You even called the president back with lies, it's unforgivable!"

He was extremely annoyed, "I shouldn't have believed your nonsense! Damn Dazai—"

"Compared to this," Dazai turned over and sat up from the ground, "Don't you want to think about something else?"

"say"

Kunikida, who thought he was going to say something important, became serious.

Then I heard the people in front of me continue to say, "Find a beautiful lady who is more interesting than you are being stunned ~"

Kunikida Doppo didn't want to listen anymore, he grabbed the table and threw it on Osamu Dazai.

There is no cure for this man! !

But at this moment, another person pushed the door open.

"What are you doing?" Ranpo Edogawa, holding a box of potato chips, looked at the scene in front of him and pushed his glasses.

"Well," Tanizaki Junichiro scratched his head, and moved his sister's shoulders uncomfortably, "Mr. Dazai said he was pregnant, and then Mr. Kunikida asked me to call the president back. Now the problem is that Mr. Dazai said he was pregnant. Not pregnant. Ranpo-san, do you think it should be compared with the president's explanation—”

Ah, what should I do, I will definitely be criticized later! !

"No need," Fukuzawa Yukichi's voice came from behind the open door, "I'm already back."

He walked out slowly from behind the door, looked around calmly, and finally settled on Osamu Dazai.

"I'm very sorry, President!" Kunikida Doppo rushed to the president as quickly as possible, and bowed deeply, "I didn't confirm it, I should take full responsibility for disturbing you—"

"No," Fukuzawa Yukichi shook his head, "it has nothing to do with you."

"Ah, although it's true that I'm pregnant," Dazai Osamu stood up while leaning on the wall with a smile, "but it's true that he wants to call the president back."

He stood still, ""President, let's go through that door.what is inside? "

What door?

The rest of the people who were puzzled looked at the president who had just rushed back, the room was silent, only Edogawa Ranpo was puffing his cheeks and stuffing potato chips into his mouth, making a crisp chewing sound.

Fukuzawa Yukichi pulled away the chair on one side and sat down, "Everyone sit down first."

"Yes."

Fukuzawa Yukichi briefly explained what happened, including how he entered the ramen shop, how he realized that it was a different dimension there, and met a young man named "Fukuro Megumi".

After finishing the basic introduction, he drank the tea brought by Naomi Kutanizaki, raised his eyes and asked, "Dazai, what do you know about this?"

Osamu Dazai casually pressed the electronic pen in his hand, and tapped the screen remotely.

"A few days ago, I saw it appear in that position, and the surrounding space was distorted," he showed the pictures taken at that time, "The life of normal people will not be affected, but some people with supernatural powers can See this place."

"Mr. Dazai, so that's why you asked me and Kyoka to go there a few days ago," Atsushi Nakajima said unexpectedly.

He also felt that something was wrong at the time, but he didn't pay much attention to it.The door also did not open.

"Yes, not only you," Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, "but also other people in our agency."

As well as everyone in Port Afia, and most of the people in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, were tricked into trying it.It can be said that nothing was obtained, which is really rare.

"Have you contacted the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" Fukuzawa Yukichi leaned on his seat and said calmly.

"That's right. People from the Supernatural Secret Service Section can't see the 'door' at this location," Osamu Dazai said, "but their nearby equipment can sense that the abnormal values ​​here are constantly changing slightly. In Constantly rising."

After the "fog" that ended not long ago, everyone here took a deep breath.

A new singularity?Or is it a new superpower?

No matter which one it is, for Yokohama, which has just regained its calm, it will do more harm than good.

Yokohama, a seaside and devastated city, cannot afford to be devastated a second time in a short period of time.

And Osamu Dazai who said this sentence threw away the electronic pen in his hand, and the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"President, do you think that girl named Mariko Shiratori will be the next Tatsuhiko Shibusawa?"

The room was silent.

Fukuzawa Yukichi seemed to be still thinking, but at this moment, Miyazawa Kenji raised his hand.

"That," he asked hesitantly, "I have a question, can I ask?"

"What do you want to ask, Kenji-kun?" After getting permission from the president, Kunikida Doppo tapped his pen and asked, "Tell me."

"That's right," Kenji Miyazawa pointed his fingers, "Although it is true that there is something wrong, Mr. Dazai, why do you say that you are pregnant?"

Does this have anything to do with this matter? He didn't understand.

"Oh, that's right," Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, "I was thinking of calling the president back, and I happened to pass by a store specializing in maternity supplies—it just came to my mind, well, don't worry about it."

His ending sound is still a little warped, a bit coquettish.

Miyazawa Kenji nodded half-understood, while Kunikida Doppo couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the notebook next to him and threw it at his face.

"Bastard Dazai! In front of the president, show me some dignity!"

At this time, Mariko Shiratori didn't know that Yukichi Fukuzawa, who had gone out from the balcony and returned to her own world, was calling a meeting of members, and that Osamu Dazai, who she remembered as "pregnant", was trying to figure out her thoughts.

She locked the balcony door, walked back to her room, turned on the lamp on the desk, turned on the laptop she brought back in the afternoon, and began to reply to messages.

After working at the desk for a long time, Mariko Shiratori rubbed her sore shoulder and closed the notebook.

She yawned, and glanced at the mobile phone that had been on the table since a while ago.

There was a bright red bubble floating on the software, which was the reply from the director who had worked with her and owed her a little favor.

Please, things should be fine.As long as the other details are finalized over the past few days.

Shiratori Mariko breathed a sigh of relief, and it was roughly settled.

She got up, washed up a bit, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep.

In the next few days, Shiratori Mariko has been busy with things in her own world, and has no chance to go to other worlds at all.

Because she was too busy, she even rejected the invitations from Wild Rose and Maki several times, and kept the sliding door of the balcony leading to "Another World Yokohama" locked, so that people there could not pass through temporarily. status.

Such a busy life didn't stop until the day of Wild Rose's birthday party.

Thanks to the previous experiment, she found out how to prevent people from another world from re-entering.

When the door is open or locked, the person on the opposite side cannot open the door even if it is violently demolished. When Shiratori Mariko is not in the house, the door is also in the state of "denied entry".

To be able to enter here, two conditions must be met: one is that Shiratori Mariko is in the house, and the other is that the doors on both sides of the link are closed and unlocked.

And on this day, Mariko Shiratori unlocked the bathroom, took the gift she had prepared for a long time, and walked to the dormitory on the other side with two dark circles under her eyes.

She followed Maki, sleepy and tired, and couldn't help yawning.

"Didn't you say you've resigned? I haven't seen you for the past two days." Wild Rose Kizaki, who was waiting at the door, stepped forward and put her shoulders mercilessly, "What are you doing, Shiratori? "

"Secret," Shiratori Mariko tilted her head and smiled at her, "Why did you come out? Is there no one inside?"

She didn't think about anything else, she thought it was because she came too early, and now Wild Rose came out to get some air because she had been sitting alone for too long.

"They're all human, but I don't have anything in common with those guys," Kizaki Wild Rose snorted, "Tch, it's fine if you don't usually say it, but today is my birthday! Damn it!"

Shouldn't birthday people have privileges? !She came here on purpose to pick him up!

Shiratori Mariko patted her shoulder backhand.

"Anyway, we'll find out in a while," she said. "It's not too late, is it?"

"Hey, does it have something to do with me?" Nagasaki Wild Rose was stunned for a moment, "A gift?"

Shiratori Mariko nodded, "Yes."

She stretched out her hand and opened the door, and sure enough, everyone was already sitting inside.

"It's been a long wait," Shiratori Mariko said with a smile, "I'm so sorry, everyone, please wait for me for a long time."

She handed the present to Wild Rose, and smiled apologetically at the others, "I've been really busy recently, so I haven't been here much, sorry."

"It's all right," Knotaba Yuhito stood in the kitchen, turned sideways and winked at her, "We didn't arrive very early either—was it Fuhei?"

Fu Heihui, who had already finished the task, also wore a light-colored apron, and responded symbolically, "Yes."

In fact, I have been preparing here for almost half an hour, but it doesn't matter if I don't say it.

"Hey, are you guys cooking today?" Shiratori Mariko was genuinely surprised, "Want to help?"

"No need, Ms. Shiratori." Yoshino Junpei was also washing vegetables inside. He raised his head and smiled at Mariko Shiratori, "It was decided a few days ago that we will cook, please feel welcome."

"That's right," Nagasaki Wild Rose scooped up Mariko Shiratori in one hand, and held the bag in the other, "I lost a fight a few days ago, well, they are responsible for today's birthday party meals."

She shook the bag, "What's in it, it feels very light. Bracelet after you've been busy for so long?"

Although I don't like childish things like handmade bracelets, but if it is made by Shiratori, then it is not impossible.

"No," Shiratori Mariko shook her head.

"Scarf?" Rose Nagasaki guessed again, "Gloves? A fashionable hat?"

She knew that Shiratori Mariko had worked in a similar handmade goods store.

"Where might someone send a scarf in summer," Shiratori Mariko couldn't help laughing, "No."

This guess is too outrageous.

"Anyway, it's very possible," Nagasaki Wild Rose said unhappily, "Ah—don't laugh!"

Angrily, she picked up the apple on the table and slammed it on the faces of the two laughing seniors, "Speaking of which, you are also boys! Why don't you help!"

"Three people are enough in the kitchen, and it will be crowded if there are more," Knotweed poked its head out from the kitchen in good time.

Although he was listening to the chat outside, the movements of his hands did not stop.

"It's so annoying! Got it!" Nagasaki Yarose complained, "I want to eat meatballs!"

She specifically named it, "That, the chicken diced meatballs I taught Fu Hei before!"

"Me too!" Maki on the side raised her head, "Do more, please, Knotweed!"

The taste is really great!

"Yes, don't worry," Hu Zhang said with a smile.

He stretched out his hand and gestured, "There are so many, maybe you won't be able to eat them all! It would be a pity then!"

And Panda, who looks like a panda on one side, also continued what Wild Qiangwei said.

"Pang Da is Pang Da, not a boy," he waved his paw, "Pang Da said it."

Gou Juan looked innocent and blinked, "Salmon."

Ah, these guys are annoying enough.

Nagasaki Wild Rose exhaled, decided to ignore them, and tore the seal by herself, "It's really hard to guess."

Looking inside from the seal, it seems that there are only a few thin sheets of paper.

Did it sink to the bottom?Maybe a small piece?

She tore the opening of the gift bag a little wider, and poured it down again.

Indeed, there were only a few sheets of paper, which fell lightly.

"This is" she picked up the paper, "what?"

How many sheets of paper?There are a lot of words on it, um, it looks like a contract

"Can you see what's inside?" Shiratori Mariko supported her head and said with a smile.

"Let me take a look too," Maki also came over and looked down at the paper.

"Look at it first, and you can ask me if you don't understand," Shiratori Mariko moved a seat for the two of them, and sat outside by herself.

She looked at Panda who was lying on the ground, pretending to be a Panda carpet, and couldn't help laughing, "Can I touch it?"

Pang Da spread his belly and winked at her, "Please feel free."

Shiratori Mariko squatted down and rubbed the belly of the big plush panda.

That's right, the feel is similar to what I imagined, soft and fluffy, "It feels like a dumpling, Principal Ye Moth is really amazing."

Pang Da lay on the ground, "Tuanzi?"

"My cat," said Mariko Shiratori, "feels so similar to my hand!"

"It's a model invitation from a magazine!" Kizaki Yamei was very excited after reading the details from beginning to end, "It's great! Shiratori, how do you know I like this?"

She walked over with Maki, "You are too good!"

"Ah, I heard someone mentioned that you want to be a model before," Shiratori Mariko said with a smile, "I worked as an assistant in a magazine before, and I happened to have something to do with it, so I asked about it, and they agreed , I’m going to run this down. I’ll pick you up when the time comes, but it’s a pity that it’s not a big page.”

After all, for newcomers, the position of the cover cannot be exchanged with a favor, at most it can only be given a small corner.

"It's great to be in the magazine!" Nagasaki Wild Rose cheered, "I! I am indeed the chosen one! Those guys must be blind if they don't like me!"

She was rejected many times by scouts when she came to Tokyo. These people are definitely blind!

"Yes," Shiratori Mariko shrugged, "I took a group photo and circled you to show to the person in charge, and he immediately agreed."

I knew I should have a better position, "However, even though this is the case, the salary is not low, but the money may not be able to be used on your side—"

"Ah, it's all right," Nagasaki Wild Rose hummed and took three consecutive photos of the contract, "I can find time to go to your place to buy clothes, cosmetics, shopping and dinner! I treat you!"

She happily signed her name, and grabbed her senior sister Maki to check the exact time.

Seeing her so happy, Shiratori Mariko also felt brightened.

She looked around and sat on a bench beside her. "Did something happen recently? Along the way, I feel that the layout of the high school has changed a bit, and some things have been added."

It's not the same as the last time she came.

Is it because of summer, so you need to clean up?

"Ah, yes, the students and the principal of the Kyoto school began to live here yesterday," Pan Da turned his face, letting Shiratori Mariko twitch its furry paws, "So, I cleaned it up a little bit. .”

It sighed, "It's so troublesome - Pang Da doesn't want to mess around with those people at all!"

"Salmon salmon," the dog beside him nodded.

He looked at Shiratori Mariko, got up and got her a cold drink.

"Thank you, Goumaki-san. Kyoto school?" Shiratori Mariko always felt a little familiar, thinking hard, "I seem to have heard it somewhere."

Oh, I remembered.The school of that very beautiful female teacher in a shrine maiden costume, Umgahime.

"What kind of people are they?" Shiratori Mariko asked a little curiously, "The lady who I happened to meet last time I came here seems to have a very good personality."

What kind of teacher should be leading what kind of students? It should be easy to get along with?

"It's a group of bastards!" Nagasaki Wild Rose casually picked up the apple, tossed it, and said rather bluntly, "Especially that one named Zhenyi, the bastard among the bastards!"

As if she was complaining, she said angrily, "As soon as she comes up, she speaks ill of Maki-san!"

"Is it so serious?" Mariko Shiratori froze for a moment, "Have you been bullied? Do you need help?"

Speaking of which, this exchange meeting should be a "sister school exchange meeting"?Are you so angry?

"No, I scolded back then," Nagasaki Wild Rose, who was chewing an apple, waved her hands triumphantly, "Ha! I can't even scold people!"

How could you need help? !Those people are delicious!She pokes her right!

"However, it's a good thing that you didn't come recently," Pang Da replied seriously, "If you came, we are busy with training, and you can only walk around the campus by yourself, so we don't feel at ease."

It knows that the importance of Shiratori Mariko is not much different from that of Knotweed Yuhito.The fact that she can directly "eliminate" instead of exorcising the curse spirit is enough to make some people jealous.

Not to mention, what Shiratori Mariko directly eliminated at that time was the finger of the double-faced Nuo known as the "King of Curses", which was a super cursed object.

"But we're not afraid of them." Maki peeled the skin quite neatly with a knife, "It doesn't matter if you run into someone from Kyoto and you get accused, we'll help you beat them back then."

That calm tone seemed to hold someone from the Kyoto school instead of an apple in his hand.

Maki smiled, scratched a few times on the biggest apple lightly, and put the apple aside again, "Don't worry, Shiratori, this is our territory. You won't be bullied, so give it anyway. You find your place."

"Yeah, we are friends!" Wild Rose threw the apple with only cores into the trash can, "They should go back and exercise more!"

She said boldly, "When the time comes, who doesn't please you, tell me, and I'll fight for you!"

Shiratori Mariko covered her face and nodded.It feels like this is getting more and more wrong.

"Thank you so much," I always felt that if I didn't change the subject, it would turn into organizing school bullying.

"It should!" Wild Rose replied loudly, "I'll go and see if the rice inside is good!"

She got up from the armrest of the sofa chair, and walked into the kitchen with a majestic momentum.

"Before you came, she couldn't hold back at noon, drank a glass of wine, and took another sip when she woke up in the afternoon." Chanyuan Maki pushed her glasses, "That's it."

While talking, she took a bowl, put a few peeled apples close to the wall of the bowl, and knocked on it.

Shiratori Mariko stared dumbfounded at the apple that was still very whole just now, and it fell neatly into small pieces and fell into the bowl.

Amazing!What kind of fairy knife work is this!Well, how many apples did Maki peel to achieve this unique skill!

"Caviar roe!"

The dog curly spine cheered, took the toothpicks beside him, and each of them shared one, even Pang Da didn't leave it behind.

"How is it?" Maki smiled at Shiratori Mariko, "Isn't it amazing?"

She raised her lips with a bit of a naughty look, and the gesture of pushing her glasses was also incomparably handsome.

Shiratori Mariko nodded desperately.

"Awesome!" She cheered loudly.

After a few people finished eating the apples in the bowl, almost all the rice in it was ready.

Nagasaki Wild Rose and Yoshino Junpei will put the cake in the center first, put a bowl of rice in front of one person, then put the empty bowl and clean chopsticks for eating hot pot, and move the small induction cooker to the small table. Preparations are over.

"Qiang!" Knotabazu came over with a pot alone in an apron, "The dinner was created by Knotaba Yuhito, Fukuroe and Yoshino Junpei with all their efforts—for the lovely Ms. Kizaki Wild Rose! Yes! Right, Fu Heihui?"

Fu Heihui grudgingly hummed, and quickly untied the apron on her body.

He took out the gift he had prepared from the bag hanging on Tamama, "Happy birthday, Nazaki."

"Happy birthday, Kagizaki," Yoshino Junpei on the side also repeated, and took out the gift he had prepared from the satchel.

"What is the lovely Miss Nagazaki?" Nagasaki Wild Rose found her seat dissatisfied, and sat down, "In the future, please remember that beautiful, intelligent, handsome, elegant and cool Nagasaki Wild Rose! I can barely forgive you!"

She collected the presents one by one, and sat back again, "Okay, now is my time to cut the cake!"

"Wow, I'm so looking forward to it!" Knotabagi Yuhito said cheeringly, "We don't even know what style you chose! It's so mysterious!"

In fact, it was discovered because of peeking, and then kicked out.

Facing such a cute Nagasaki wild rose, it is really hard not to pamper her.

"Yeah," Shiratori Mariko responded with a smile, "I'm curious too!"

"Salmon!" Gouju gave a thumbs up.

Nagasaki Wild Rose snorted.

"Of course it's a simple rose cake——" she carefully took out the cake, "Although the flower pattern in this store doesn't suit my liking, the taste is superb!"

There are two layers of pink and white fruit cakes on the paper mat. The store made it very carefully, and sprinkled cherry slices and other finely crushed fruit pieces on each slice.

Nagasaki Wild Rose took a photo casually, and took out the bag of candles beside her, "It's a gift from the store. If I don't use it, I don't want to use it on the mantra or anything else."

Mariko Shiratori happened to be sitting next to her, so she helped to insert the candles one by one and light them with a lighter.

Pang Da, who was sitting by the door, turned off the light.

So, now there are only candles dancing on the cake, and the sparkling eyes of the briar Nagasaki sitting in front of the cake, reflecting the firelight, shining brightly in this small room.

Everyone looked at it, and sang a birthday song to Nagasaki Wild Rose in unison.

The one who is most obviously out of tune is Panda, and the one who is most excited is Knotweed. One side of the dog roll is singing in pieces with rice ball fillings. Shiratori Mariko sang softly while beating the rhythm. Junpei sat on the side of Wild Rose's birthday song, his voice was ups and downs, and finally the tune followed the knotweed and ran away.

And like Shiratori Mariko, the one who sang this song in a deep and serious voice was Fukuro Megumi who was sitting beside her.

His eyelashes were long and curly, his half-covered eyes looked deep and clean, and his voice was low and soft.

Nagasaki Bakami closed her eyes, made a wish, and then blew out all the candles in one breath.

"Okay!" she said excitedly, "Let's eat! Share the cake!"

The lights were turned on again, and the room became bright again.

The pre-prepared pot on the side was also pre-cooked, steaming hot smoke, exuding the unique fragrance of meat and mushrooms.

Without hesitation, Maki picked up the plastic knife used to cut the cake, separated the two layers, and waved it around.

In just the blink of an eye, the cake in front of me was divided into nine equal parts, and it was as if cutting with a ruler after measuring, without any difference.

"I bought too much," Maki said while putting the cake into a paper plate, "it's a pity to cook it."

She glanced at the remaining floor, and then at the rice on the other side, "Wild Qiangwei, what are your plans?"

"The remaining floor is reserved for that bastard Gojo Satoru," Nagasaki Yarose rolled his eyes, "If you don't come back, forget it, let's just erase it!"

As soon as she spoke, Yu Zhang Youren laughed and wiped a line on her face.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Knotabagi Yuren didn't want to fight, so he picked up his cake plate and ran away.

"Knotweed!" Wild Qiangwei's exasperated voice came from behind, "Stop!"

The two started running in circles in this small room.

And gradually, more people joined the battle.

Pang Da slapped cream on Gou Juan's face, and when Gou Juan lowered his head, it all stuck to Fu Heihui's face behind him.

Fu Heihui picked up his own cake expressionlessly, and threw it precisely in Pang Da's direction.

Pan Da lifted up the plate smoothly and bounced the cake in the direction of Yoshino Junpei.

Yoshino Junpei didn't understand why he fell to the right, avoiding the cake, but Maki, who was squatting not far from him, raised the corners of his mouth, and his head was covered with paste.

Even Mariko Shiratori was smeared with cream by Nagasaki Wild Rose, and she sat helplessly in the innermost position with her face full of cream.

"Knotweed, give me the trick—" Nagasaki Wild Rose shouted, and threw the remaining half of the cake straight to Knotweed Yuhito who was standing by the door.

Knotweed Yuhito swiftly dodged the cake shell.

According to common sense, this half of the cake will be hit directly on the wall, causing the wallpaper to be stained, and the consequences of cleaning up the mess afterwards.

But at this moment, there was the sound of the doorknob turning.

Sanlunxia had actually been standing at the door for a while.

After confirming the voices of the nine people inside, she lowered her head and sent a message to her companions, indicating that they could hurry over.

The plan of the headmaster Rakuganji Yoshinobu is to wipe out Knotabazu Yuhito and another Shiratori Mariko today.If it is not possible today, then in the commotion deliberately created at the exchange meeting the day after tomorrow, we must take advantage of the chaos to remove the container of Su Nuo as soon as possible, and control Shiratori Mariko.

The original plan was actually quite loose, and the time was extended until they left the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Conjuration, but for some reason, Mariko Shiratori has not appeared on campus these days.

Corresponding to Wujo Satoru's departure, Principal Ye Moth's monitoring of them became stricter.

Every time she went out of school to buy jelly and instant noodles, there were at least three curse bones staring at her.

Sanlunxia thought happily, at least someone can help carry things, but she is not too worried about buying too much and not being able to take it back.There can be many hanging on a doll.

Ah, she also wants to learn how to make mantras, and feels that doing so is good for making money.

I really hope to make more money, I want to save money

Miwa Kasumi swallowed nervously