Mr. Natsume's special mantra

As soon as they arrived in Tokyo, all the monsters in Takashi Natsume's group frowned.

Compared to Yokohama, Tokyo's crowded streets are filled with spell spirits several times more than Yokohama.

Although there are reasons for Tokyo's greater population density, there are also reasons for Yokohama itself.I don't know if it's because Yokohama is always connected to the outside world, so Tianyuan's enchantment effect is the weakest in Yokohama City, almost negligible. This may be one of the reasons why Yokohama's spell spirits are few and not strong. Bar.

"It's better to stay in Yokohama." Wu Nu sighed.

There are not so many mixed breaths.

There is no necessary antagonistic relationship between monsters and spell spirits, but they are both species with strong domain awareness.It was still uncomfortable to suddenly plunge into the nest of curse spirits.

Even Gu Huo, who used to stay in Tokyo, lived in a relatively remote place.

After getting out of the car, the Sanhuamao lying on Natsume Takashi's shoulder also showed a lack of interest.

However, it was just unbearable.

"Let's go eat first, everyone." Atsushi Nakajima, who was tasked with leading the way, looked at the sky and said.

The timing of their departure was not coincidental, and it happened to be the lunch time, so all the people and monsters hadn't had lunch yet.

Atsushi Nakajima looked at the map, turned left and right, and stood in front of a shop that looked good, and announced, "This is it."

Osamu Dazai is meaningless, but Takashi Natsume took a closer look, this place...

"Did you feel it?" Madara reminded casually, noticing Natsume Takashi's eyes looking over.

Natsume Takashi hugged the three-flowered cat on his shoulders, rubbed the soft fur on his body and replied, "So it's not that I felt wrong."

His brown eyes sank, and he said to Osamu Dazai and Atsushi Nakajima who were not sensitive to this kind of breath, "Mr. Atsushi, Mr. Dazai, please pay more attention when you enter in a while, there may be a powerful spell inside." spirit."

He once felt this uneasy feeling when he lived in Nuliang House.

Looking at his serious look, Madara felt a little relieved for some reason, always ignoring the young man who broke into the dangerous pile, and finally learned to use his observation ability to analyze the situation he was in.

Is this what humans call growth?

"This feeling really makes the demon feel disgusted." The little fox, who has been completely simulated in human form, complained childishly.

Gu Huo, who was also in human form, rubbed the little fox's head, with the same serious expression: "That's right, I rarely come across such a disgusting smell."

As a monster with more sensitive senses, smelling this kind of breath is simply torture to the body and mind.

The smell is worse than the underground tunnel...

Wu Nu couldn't help covering her mouth and nose with her cuff, her delicate brows were furrowed, and her clear eyes were full of disgust: "You're the one who lives on the edge."

Even if it is maintained by magic, the smell of rotting corpses emanating from the depths of the soul cannot be covered up.

"It's a big problem." Osamu Dazai looked at the reactions of the monsters and almost had a guess in his heart.

He pushed open the door, glanced briefly, and locked onto who the monsters were talking about.

The other party made no attempt to hide it.

The scar on the head, the curse spirit invisible to the ordinary humans around him.

Feeling that his gaze had been on the other party for a while, Osamu Dazai blinked his kite-colored eyes, and then turned his gaze back to the waitress who was smiling at him.

"Welcome~"

The familiar uplifted last word of service.

The waitress bowed very well and asked, "Hello, are you six?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai thought for a while, and realized that all the monsters on his side were imitated in human form. He pointed to the three-flowered cat in Natsume Takashi's arms, and pretended to be embarrassed and said, "I don't know where you are. Whether it is possible to bring pets in, we are really not at ease to leave it outside alone."

He clasped his hands together, and approached the waiter with a face that could be said to be so delicate that there were no dead ends: "Please, kind-hearted and beautiful lady."

The waitress smiled knowingly: "Don't worry, guest, as long as your pet doesn't interfere too much with other guests' meals, we won't stop it."

"Thank you so much." Osamu Dazai smiled at her.

The waitress' face was slightly red, but she quickly adjusted it, and asked professionally: "I don't know where you want to sit, my guests?"

"Is that okay over there?" Osamu Dazai raised his hand, pointing in the direction of the table next to the man with sutures on his head.

The waitress looked at Dazai Osamu's hand, and the smile on her face became more sincere: "Of course, please follow me."

Finally a guest wanted to sit next to that strange guest.

The flow of people in the store is relatively large now, and there are fewer and fewer vacancies. It is undoubtedly the best if someone is willing to sit on a seat that is not easy to be picked.

The waitress led them to the table with a smile and handed them the menu in her hand.

Osamu Dazai was paying attention to the situation over there, while ordering the menu.

After asking what everyone wanted to eat, he handed the menu back to the waitress.

Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, hammered his shoulders on both sides, and muttered while leaning on the table: "I'm so tired, if I knew it, I'd just inform them."

While talking, Osamu Dazai hinted with his hands that everyone should not act rashly, so as not to startle the snake.

However, I didn't expect that it was Gu Huo who took up his words first.

After all, because of Natsume Takashi's coma, the banshee's impression of him can be said to plummet, and she usually guards against him like a thief who steals things.

The girl in simple clothes glanced at Osamu Dazai with amber eyes: "Since you chose to come here, don't complain."

"What my aunt said is true." In this case, of course, the little fox would not give way to stand on Guhuo's side.

"Hey, don't listen to the wind and the rain." Osamu Dazai puffed up his face: "Do you just follow what she says? You have to have your own thoughts."

Facing Osamu Dazai's anger, Gu Huo calmly took a sip of water, and looked at the table next to him very naturally.

Don't want to argue with a guy who can't clean up.

And the little fox straightened his back: "Isn't what Auntie said right?"

Didn't you say you were coming to Tokyo?

Osamu Dazai choked, turned his head and lay down on the table, ignoring the little fox and the others.

His eyes were empty, as if he was just in a daze, but he was actually observing the other person's every move.

The guy with the scar on his head seemed to have been seen somewhere before.

After a few more careful glances, Osamu Dazai finally remembered.

That was the first time I saw that guy Gojo Satoru.

At that time, the port mafia was panicked by the rumors of the resurrection of the previous generation. Mori Ogai, who had just taken over, entrusted Gojo Satoru from the magic world in order to suppress everyone's round.

From the first moment he saw Gojo Satoru, Osamu Dazai hated this guy who was compatible with him in some way.

At that time, Chuya Nakahara hadn't joined the port mafia yet, so after Osamu Dazai completed the mission assigned to him by Morio's diplomacy, he threw his energy that had nowhere to vent on Gojo Satoru.

Not surprisingly, Osamu Dazai was beaten very hard.

Gojo Satoru didn't show mercy to Osamu Dazai just because he was a child of the client's family, and Osamu Dazai lay firmly on the bed for three or four days.

During that time, Mori Ogai sighed heavily every time he saw Osamu Dazai lying in his medical room covered in thick bandages.

The newly appointed leader of the port mafia, whose eyes were full of bruises, helplessly changed his child's medicine, and said, "Dazai-kun, my workload has increased a lot with you lying down like this."

"This shouldn't be your new way of avoiding work."

A suspicious tone escaped from Mori Ogai's mouth.

It's not like Osamu Dazai has done this kind of thing before.

Osamu Dazai, who was covered in bandages, raised his hand with difficulty, as if showing Mori Ogai an international gesture that cannot be expressed in words.

Mori Ogai understood in seconds, and threatened with a smile on his lips: "Dazai-kun, if you don't want to work with injuries, be good."

Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes, and muttered: "Mr. Mori is really too much, to be so suspicious of me who has been working hard for you, and now I am injured. There is no reward, but I think about punishment first."

Osamu Dazai, who has not yet reached the growth stage and was injured, has a soft tone. As long as he wants to, he can easily calm the anger in others' hearts.

It's a pity that there are often no good words coming out of this mouth.

Mori Ogai silently tightened the bandage in his hand, causing the boy on the bed to let out a soft cry.

Looking at the boy whose head was sweating profusely due to the pain, and whose black hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks, Mori Ogai looked like a good man: "I said it all, Dazai-kun, be good, and don't make me angry."

Osamu Dazai who was punished pursed his lips, and did not provoke the instructor in front of him in a timely manner, but he had already scolded Gojo Satoru countless times in his heart.

As soon as the injury recovered, Dazai Osamu ran out of Mori Ogai's medical room and ordered his subordinates to collect information about Gojo Satoru.

Osamu Dazai, who learned mental manipulation from Mori Ogai, habitually holds all the information in his own hands before slowly netting his prey.

Unfortunately, this time, he failed to get his wish.

Before he could grasp all the information, Mori Ogai gave him another task-to bring the "King of Sheep" back to the port mafia.

And Gojo Satoru had already returned to Tokyo.

But Osamu Dazai did not stop his intelligence-gathering efforts.

after all……

It is not certain that we will be able to meet in the future.

Returning to reality, Osamu Dazai let his thoughts go blank. He remembered that in the information at that time, there was a photo of a person who was younger than the person in front of him. What was recorded in the information should be——

Xia Youjie, Gojo Wu's best friend.

but……

If I remember correctly, the person in front of me should be dead.

Thinking of the description Wu Nuo said before entering the door, "a person who lives in a mere life", Dazai Zhizhi's heart sank slightly. Did this person never die, or...

come back to life.

But no matter which point, it is absolutely feasible to use this point to calculate Gojo Satoru, who is currently the strongest mantra.

After all, according to the records, Xia Youjie was killed by Gojo Satoru after the Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk.

When they met for the first time, it should be Wujo Satoru's first mission after killing Xia Youjie.

But it is absolutely impossible for Osamu Dazai to feel sorry for himself at that time.

After all, Wujo Satoru's behavior at that time was not so pleasing.

When two big bear children get together, it is a big disaster.

This point was well understood by the leader at the time, Mori Ogai.

This is also the reason why he quickly ended Gojo Satoru's mission time.

He came to Gojo Satoru to suppress the rumors, not for him to fight Dazai Osamu. Of course, Dazai Osamu is wise, and Gojo Satoru is brave.

Another point, what troubled Osamu Dazai was that the curse spirits sitting next to "Xia Youjie" obviously possessed human wisdom and the ability to communicate.

The other party didn't seem to be here for long, and the discussion of the topic has not yet reached the critical point.

Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at the icy water with ice cubes floating in front of him, and then glanced at the monsters around him who had turned into human forms.

It seems that the use of power by monsters seems to be a little more complicated than that of magic spirits.

Monsters can feel the spirit of mantras, but spirits of mantras cannot feel monsters.

Natsume Takashi, who was holding the Sanhuamao, and Nakajima Atsushi, who was sitting next to him, kept their bodies stiff, not daring to look over there.

Compared with the youkai who have passed through many years and Osamu Dazai who can completely control his own limbs, the reactions of the two of them are more immature.

Natsume Takashi lowered his head and rubbed the Sanhuamao in his arms, his eyes were full of worry.

After experiencing the exorcising curse several times, he is very clear that at this time, if someone angers the creature next to him, then...

Everyone in here will suffer disaster.

Osamu Dazai listened quietly to what "Xia Youjie" and the others said, "Seal Wujo Wu...the prison gate border...taboo..."

He sighed in his heart, it really was a big trouble.

Sensing that the conversation was about to end, Osamu Dazai looked at the empty table pretending to be distressed, and said, "Why is the service speed of this store so slow?"

Then, he stood up and said to his companions sitting in the seats: "Maybe I forgot our meal, I will remind them."

"Hurry up, I'm about to starve to death, and the fat cat looks very hungry too." The little fox replied.

Dazai Osamu rubbed the little fox's hair with a smile, and replied, "I will."

Then, he looked at Wu Nu sitting next to the little fox and said, "Please take care of this child."

Wu Nu nodded, and as Osamu Dazai left, Wu Nu's fingers moved slightly twice, and the environment enveloped the store invisibly.

The illusion constructed for Xia Youjie and the others is to maintain the scene of the customers dining in this restaurant, and the scene in the eyes of ordinary people is much easier to manipulate.

Wu Nu raised the corners of her lips, outlined the evil spirits in her memory, and projected them into the eyes of the ordinary people. Within half a minute, the people in the store ran out with horror on their faces.

"It's really troublesome." Wu Nu held down the little fox's hair and rubbed it twice fiercely. The two children can't touch, so let her enjoy the adult monster with young teeth in front of her.

It's easy to frighten ordinary people with illusions, but...

The womanless eyes glanced at the table next to them, it was too difficult to maintain their illusion.

Fortunately, this group of people ran fast.

At this time, Osamu Dazai, who came out of the back kitchen, sat down on his seat, spread his hands and said helplessly, "The back chef of this store is really too slow."

As he spoke, as if seeking approval, he curled his lips and looked at "Xia Youjie" with his iris-colored eyes: "What do you mean? This gentleman?"

The author has something to say: Huh - although I failed to write Gagen, I have grown up!

There are five days of vacation, I will definitely be able to write Gagen! (firmly believe!)

To make a complaint, it is really difficult to write QAQ in the experiment report

感谢在2021-05-0100：05：08~2021-05-0123：59：20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I want to take the first bottle of Xiaosu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!