Has wtw entered the necropolis?

After a pause, he turned his head to look at the little girl, stared at her closely, and said with a half-smile: "Nami, you... still want an older brother?"

"!"

The alarm bell in the brain sounded instantly, and Nami Fuguro rushed up and hugged the black-haired boy, looked up at him and began to explain, the movements were as proficient as if he had done it countless times.

"No! These are Uncle Sen's ideas, not mine!"

Mori Ogai: ... ... Selling him so quickly, it seems that his position in this little girl's heart is really worthless.

Dazai Osamu didn't seem to be immediately happy because of her words, grabbed her face, and said with a smile: "So Nami doesn't want other brothers?"

Fukunami blinked her big eyes and nodded vigorously. One brother is enough for her. If there are more, she will probably be at a loss.

Let's forget about this creature like brother, it's too scary.

"So good." Osamu Dazai was finally satisfied this time, rubbed her head and coaxed her, "I'll take you to play after I finish my work."

"Yeah!!" Fuguro Nami immediately hugged him excitedly, and rubbed against it directly. Within three seconds of intimacy, she covered her nose and withdrew from Dazai Osamu's arms, complaining with disgust on her face: "Brother Dazai!! Your clothes smell like blood!!"

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face froze slightly, and he looked at her helplessly, "I'll change my clothes later—" After a pause, he raised his eyes to look at Mori Ogai, "Boss, do you have to tell me about this?" explain?"

If he didn't come back in time, would his sister have an extra brother?And——someone he hated.

It's Mori Ogai again.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, and there was still a casual smile on his face.

Mori Ogai cleared his throat, met Dazai Osamu's murderous gaze with a smile, and said calmly, "Dazai-kun, you may have misunderstood this matter. Nakaya-kun and Nami are about the same age, so they just happen to be good friends."

"He's the same age as me, the leader hasn't forgotten this, has he?"

"........."

Mori Ogai stopped abruptly when he wanted to continue, and looked up at Osamu Dazai, feeling a sudden toothache.This brat is here to anger him, right? !

Forget it, he should have known that earlier.

"Nakaya-kun, Gojo-kun and Natsuyu-kun will go on missions with you for the time being." Mori Ogai automatically ignored Dazai Osamu and turned to talk about business. For these two high school students, he had already advanced their duties Inform Nakahara Chuya, just bring them with you when the time comes.

"And then, Nami-"

Mori Ogai turned his head with a smile on his face, his scarlet eyes flashed with a fearless expression, "Welcome to the port afia~"

"Why don't you stay here for a few days first? As for the room, I have already arranged it for you - I will share the room with Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai, who was about to yell at him, swallowed the words in his throat instantly, and he decided to yell at him later.

"Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" Mori Ogai asked with concern.

"Ah?" Fukunami was a little confused by his words, "But my father—"

Thinking of her old father and her two younger brothers, she immediately felt even more worried.

"No, I'll come here to play again next time I have a chance." Fukuro Nami finally rejected Mori Ogai's invitation.

In this regard, Mori Ogai just nodded to express his pity, and did not force her to stay, "Maybe we can get together next time."

"Then, Dazai-kun will trouble you to send Nami back."

Osamu Dazai nodded, with his big hands on her shoulders, the uneasy look in his eyes gradually dissipated, and a hint of a smile appeared, "I'll take you to dinner first."

"Okay!"

The two siblings immediately said goodbye to Mori Ogai holding hands, and directly threw Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie into the conference room.

After they left, Mori Ogai invited Nakahara Nakaya to sit down, handed a piece of paper that had been prepared to the two high school students, and put their hands on the table, "Then—" This is me and Nakahara. A plan drawn up by Mr. Vuhei.

Before he could say these words, Wujo Wu's expression suddenly changed slightly, his brows were furrowed, and he subconsciously covered his stomach that was coming from bursts of dull pain.

"Enlightenment?" Keenly aware of the state of his best friend beside him, Xia Youjie immediately turned to look at him worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Stomach pain?"

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru pushed his chair away suddenly and stood up with a sullen face, and said to the other three people who were looking over: "I'll go out for a while." After saying this, he rushed out like flying, and the door of the meeting room closed with a bang superior.

"........."

The three people in the conference room look at each other.

Xia Youjie picked up the piece of paper, glanced at the content on it, frowning, raised his eyes to Mori Ogai where the old god was there, and pushed the paper back in front of him.

"Mr. Mori, isn't this a little too much?"

The port afia itself does that kind of thing. Now, Mori Ogai wants the two of them to follow Chuya Nakahara for a period of time, responsible for doing chores (cleaning up spells) and observation?

What to observe?

How did humans create the process of curses?

It's not that Xia Youjie can't accept it, it's just that he thinks it's meaningless.

"No." Mori Ogai seemed to have known that they would make rebuttals, and he looked very calm, "First of all, this is the plan I discussed with Mr. Fuguro, and it has also been approved by your principal, so there is nothing unreasonable about it. .”

"As far as I know, conjurers are human beings who exorcise curses, and curses come from the negative emotions and dark sides of human beings. It just so happens that our profession will often be exposed to these emotions. The 'observation' referred to here is to let Go and witness the process of forming the curse with your own eyes."

"I don't know much about your conjurers. This is probably what Mr. Fu Hei wants to express."

"You must know more about curses and conjurers than I do. However, in the process of producing curses, it is estimated that no one knows better than us."

"Actually, it's a test of your mental state." After Mori Ogai finished speaking, he picked up the cup and took a sip of water to moisten his throat. "Don't worry, I won't let you do anything illegal."

"........."

Saying this is equivalent to not saying it.

Even if they weren't the ones who did the work, they would still have some influence on the parties involved if they simply stood by and watched.

What the hell are they trying to do?

Even though his heart was full of doubts and incomprehensions, Xia Youjie had no choice but to take over the job.

"Oh, by the way, you still have to be in charge of doing odd jobs. This doing odd jobs means cleaning up the scene."

Hearing this suddenly, Xia Youjie's eyes narrowed slightly. At this moment, the door of the meeting room opened again, Wu Tiao Wu frowned and walked in, sat down beside him, picked up the paper on the table and quickly scanned it. Eye.

"Huh? Doing chores and observing?" Gojo Satoru dug his ears!He looked at Mori Ogai lazily, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Are your brains okay? And this is not a serious teaching at all."

Which normal teacher would let students do odd jobs with the mafia?It is estimated that there is only Fu Heisher, and I don't know what method he used to make Noctua Zhengdao agree.

Mori Owai smiled and said nothing, "Perhaps you have to discuss this point with Mr. Fu Hei."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru slapped the paper on the table and snorted, "It's just repeating the grade...!"

"........."

Xia Youjie: "Wu, you..." Do you really want to repeat a grade?

Before he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru pushed aside the chair and stood up, with his hands on the table, looking down at Nakahara Chuya condescendingly, "Mr. Zhongyuan, when can we start?"

There is still a seven-day time limit for this damn handyman. If you can't stay for seven days, it will be regarded as a failure, and you don't know what will happen then.

He wasn't afraid of repeating the grade, but if he couldn't complete this experiment, he would probably die of laughter from Fu Heisher.

"Jie, isn't it just an experiment~ Could it be that you are afraid?"

"Wu, what nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Youjie smiled relievedly, stood up as well, the two exchanged glances, raised the corners of their lips and said, "How could I be afraid."

Seeing that they had discussed it, Zhongya Nakahara stood up, "Then please follow me, both of you." Even though he was doing odd jobs by his side, he couldn't interfere in their affairs, so he could only pass on the task and then Make another note.

So, what mission did Mori Ogai send him?

Nakahara Chuya took the lead to leave. Just as he took a few strides out of the conference room, Gojo Satoru, who was walking behind, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Mori Ogai who was sitting in the conference room. go together."

"Huh?" Although he was a little curious about what he said, Mori Ogai nodded in response, "Yes. Does Gojo-kun have anyone you want to take with you?"

"I won't tell you." Gojo Satoru replied directly, turned around and pulled Xia Youjie away, leaving Mori Ogai facing the air.

"........."

After the door closed again, Mori Ogai turned his head to look at the girl beside him who was drawing, his eyes softened again.

"Alice-chan~ Who do you think they will take?"

Hearing this, Alice laughed first, then raised her head and rolled her eyes at him, curled her lips and said, "Except for Nami, there is no other choice."

He obviously guessed the answer, yet he wanted to ask her.

Alice snorted again.

At this time, Fukuro Naya, who was just about to get in the car and set off, received a call from Gojo Satoru.

When she connected, the other party opened his mouth and babbled a lot, and finally promised her a word.

"After I come back, I will reserve the dessert shop in the whole street of Yokohama, let you eat, drink and have fun!"

"........."

The corner of Nami's mouth twitched, "The one who needs dessert the most is you..." She is not the kind of crazy person who loves dessert.

This guy said he bought the dessert shop on the whole street, but he must be the one who wants to eat the most.

"Then~"

Before Gojo Satoru finished speaking, Fuguro Nami responded directly, "No problem, I will go with you tomorrow."

After finishing the call, she called Fu Heisher again, but unexpectedly he didn't refuse.

"Well, you go. Tomorrow we will go back to Tokyo first." Fu Heisher glanced at the two boys who were playing games, and licked his dry lower lip.

His daughter's birthday seemed to be approaching.

"Don't be in a hurry to come back."

These words sounded a little strange, but Fuguro Nami couldn't think of anything strange for a moment, and after saying goodbye to her old father neatly, she put away her phone and looked at the black-haired boy beside her.

"Brother, I will go on a mission with Mr. Zhongyuan and the others tomorrow—"

The corner of Dazai Osamu's upturned mouth dropped 01 cm, and he held his chin with one hand, and said a little dissatisfied: "Don't go with that slug, I'll take you with me."