Mr. Natsume's special mantra

Osamu Dazai, who used to be the youngest cadre of the Port Mafia and is now a member of the Armed Detective Agency, has encountered the biggest problem in his life.

Looking at Gu Huo, who was holding the boy in front of him with piercing eyes, Osamu Dazai rubbed his still wet hair, stood up from the grass, raised his hands and said in a very timely manner: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't expect such a situation. .”

Hearing this, Gu Huo's eyes fell on Yi Gu Youtai who came along with him, and seeing the black-haired boy nodded, the big demon who was protecting the cubs put away his anger a little bit, and narrowed his black inorganic eyes Looking at Osamu Dazai in front of him, he asked, "Human, what's on you?"

The young man who was pushed into the position of god by their beliefs should not be so fragile.

"There is nothing." Osamu Dazai looked up to the sky and lamented, "After falling into the water, everything was washed away by the water."

As he spoke, he turned out the only windbreaker pocket to prove his innocence.

But Osamu Dazai's words didn't convince Gu Huo. Looking at the young man whose figure was a bit difficult to maintain, she used her wings to cover those faint parts without any trace.

The boy's mutation finally provoked the fury of another guardian.

The cute three-flowered cat's demonic power soared, and it turned into an irrational white giant once again, roaring in front of everyone.

The second he stared at those scarlet eyes, Dazai Osamu's calm and unwavering eyes finally became heavy. He slightly looked sideways at Otoko Yuta who was already on the defensive, and said: "It seems that Oto-kun, My life is in your hands."

Otoko Yuta didn't reply, but his body moved two steps towards Dazaiji, standing between Dazaiji and the white giant beast.

Standing behind him, Osamu Dazai said in a low voice, "Have you people who are highly skilled in conjuration dealt with this situation?"

"No." Yi Guyoutai pursed his lower lip, "That special curse spirit only listens to Natsume's words, and there has never been a situation where the curse spirit lost control alone."

"Then this is really a bad situation." Osamu Dazai looked up, and the black and red monster power condensed into droplets, forming layers of thick mist, surrounding the feet of the giant white beast, hugging The young girl's face was completely covered up.

He looked at the place where Gu Huo was standing with his feeling, and said, "Miss Monster, our Armed Detective Agency has a doctor who can treat him, so, can you appease this big guy in front of you?"

"I think, after Natsume-kun wakes up, he doesn't want to see someone die because of him."

After a long time, Gu Huo's slightly cold voice sounded on the embankment, "No need, human beings, we will take care of Natsume's matter."

The young man just temporarily cut off the connection with the faith, and after a long time, he will slowly recover.

"As for this cat, you need to deal with it yourself before Natsume wakes up. I can't beat him, of course—" Gu Huo's lips curled up with a cold arc: "If you can find something to wake him up If you can, try your best, we are very grateful.”

"I don't mind you humans killing this cat in order to protect yourself, but..."

Before Gu Huo finished speaking, the witch's order sounded in her mind again: "Gu Huo, take Natsume Takashi and leave there as far away as possible."

"Yes." Gu Huo replied in a low voice.

The successive orders have already confirmed that there is a connection between Natsume Takashi and the witch that she cannot see clearly.

However, it is moving in a good direction.

"Leave that cat there first." Yuko Ichihara tapped the cigarette stick in her hand, and ordered again, "As for where to go, just do whatever you want."

"Yes." When responding to the last order, Gu Huo took a deep look at Dazai Osamu and Otoko Yuta, and then took Natsume and left the place without a second thought.

"Let's go." Yi Gu Youtai glanced at the direction where Gu Huo was leaving, and said in a low voice.

It's a little troublesome. The person Gojo Satoru entrusted him to take care of was kidnapped by the monster following him as soon as he arrived in Yokohama, leaving behind such an uncontrollable super-level curse spirit.

Even Osamu Dazai, who is wise and close to a demon, can't help but feel a headache seeing the situation in front of him.

At the moment when the giant beast attacked them, Osamu Dazai took the mobile phone from Otoko Yuta's body and dialed the familiar number.

"Beep—" After the call was made, Osamu Dazai's aura darkened visible to the naked eye.

"Moses, is that Mr. Sen?"

Mori Ogai on the phone raised his eyebrows, and a doubtful voice sounded: "Oh, why did Dazai-kun suddenly think of calling me?"

He casually threw the scalpel he was playing with in his hand, tilted his head and teased: "Did Mr. Dazai figure it out and want to come back to be my cadre? I have always reserved your position for you."

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored pupils wanted to flow ink and replied, "I don't want it anymore. I'm afraid that if I accidentally want to be the leader for fun, I will kill Mr. Mori."

"Okay." Mori Ogai asked tolerantly as if pampering a wayward child: "Then who is Dazai-kun calling me?"

"Is Mr. Yijima in the port mafia now?" Osamu Dazai asked, looking at the giant white beast wrestling with Yuta Oto.

Mori Ogai looked at Yijima who was sitting opposite, his dark purple eyes flashed an indistinct look, suddenly, the corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled at Yijima: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yijima, I That incompetent student seems to need your help with something."

Osamu Dazai stuck out his tongue in disgust, "Mr. Mori, your words are disgusting."

After realizing that the person on the phone had been changed, Dazai Osamu said seriously: "Mr. Yijima, can you come here and temporarily seal a monster for us?"

Thinking of Yijima's current status as a half-demon, Osamu Dazai added another sentence: "He has lost his mind now, and the master is not here for the time being."

Yijima, who was dressed in a simple haori, answered and agreed.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Ishima."

The phone hangs up.

Osamu Dazai looked at the huge white beast in front of him, and sighed heavily.

Fortunately, the half-yao Yidao who used to be a demon exorcist is visiting the port mafia, otherwise, this time he really played a big game.

He unconsciously stroked the fingers of his left hand twice, lost in thought.

What was in the bag that he touched.

On the other side, Gu Huo, who was holding the boy in his arms, came to the gate of a quaint Japanese garden.

Seeing the little monsters sticking their heads out of the mansion, Gu Huo smiled and said to them, "Can you inform the owner inside?"

"That's right—my friend Gu Huo came to visit."