There is no love in the group

49, who is called the devil, has no meaning on the contrary. He maintains an academically rigorous attitude and calls the game screen recorder, just because he wants to use these videos to threaten in the future...Take it out to miss the time.

Noctua said rightly: "Lingyi, you have spoken out about the threat."

"I think that's the mildest threat I've ever made."

Night Moth Zhengdao opened his mouth, and found that 49 was right. In terms of the abilities of 49's strange partners alone, it was enough for Wutiaowu to be unable to tell the difference between east, west, and north.

...Oops, if you think about it this way, Gojo Satoru, the strongest in the magic world, can't do anything to 49 Zero One. If 49 Zero One is an enemy in the first place, then I really don't know what to do up.

Many people tried to glance at the screen through various methods, only to find that the screen belonging to Gojo Satoru had been blacked out. Looking at Zero One's expression, it didn't look like a malfunction or that the player had successfully cleared the level.

49 Zero One deeply regrets that the screen that everyone was looking forward to was not broadcast: "After all, if everyone sees it now, Wu's face will thicken in advance, so there is no reason for me to record the screen. "

"...excessive."

Someone turned around and looked, my good fellow, the person who spoke turned out to be the dog curly spine, it was the dog curly spine who spoke with great effect!

Zenyuan Maki urged Gou Juji to use his spell, Gou Juji refused in cold sweat, gesturing with a big fork.

Jia Ruozi: "It's okay, if you are backlashed to the point of death, your target will save you."

Dog Curly Thorn: "..."

Four small screens re-lighted on the screen of the red and white machine, and the level has reached No. 30, which is the end level guaranteed by 49 Zero One.

This level is outdoors, and the surrounding environment looks like an ancient forest, and each tree is as tall as a dozen floors by visual inspection.

Zero One: "The last level is mainly to test the perseverance, unity, response ability and survival knowledge of human beings."

Others: "Don't make the torture game so sublime!"

It was only 3 minutes, and Gojo Satoru and the others came back.

Except for Gojo Satoru, all of them were lying on the ground panting, and Jiarui Nizi squatted down and beat, evaluating the quality of the meat.

He obviously just wanted to trick the students, but Wujo Wuyan, who also tricked himself into it, actually sweated more than the other three. Ye Moth saw it rightly, and patted Wujo Wu on the shoulder to comfort him that he finally broke through. The conjurer is the curse of the great magician.

Even though nothing happened at all.

Gojo Satoru: "?"

Yuzu Yuhito has the best physical fitness, but he still couldn't bear such a high-intensity escape trip, his face turned white and his mouth was about to vomit, and the panicked Kizaki Yaqiang turned over to Fukuroe's side.

Fu Heihui didn't want to care about people, but just wanted to find a panacea for Ling Yi.

Ye Mozheng clapped his hands and looked at the three cubs on the ground, his hard face softened a little: "Congratulations, you are students of our high school of magic from now on, although you and Pang Da are students of the same level. , but don’t forget that they are your predecessors.”

No one answered, and the moth Zhengdao was very satisfied, after all, their faces looked like they were about to spit out vomit all over the gymnasium.

"It's getting late, so I should say goodbye." 49 Zero One nodded to everyone, and Gojo Satoru, who disappeared and reappeared in an instant, hooked Zero One's shoulders. clothes.

"Then trouble is too troublesome to take Youruhito and the others to choose a dormitory, and I will send Lingyi back."

49 Zero One felt that there was no need to be so troublesome. According to the etiquette of reciprocity among human beings, he might be responsible for sending Wujo Wu back home after arriving at his house.

And when 49 walked on the road, he was never the one who was in danger.

As dusk approached, 49's partners had already started to go out to work, and most of them didn't go home, but there were still scattered abnormal creatures walking in the yard.

Gojo Satoru is so tall that he can see SCP-096-The Tickler running around SCP-999-Shy Man in the yard with just one glance.

Because these two abnormal creatures left a deep impression on Gojo Satoru, he even memorized the numbers.

49 Zero One saw Gojo Satoru and squatted down to observe the fat Chitose Ran at the door, and said:

"Do you have anything else to do?"

"Well, there are things to say."

"Please say."

Gojo Satoru finally understood what his feelings for 49 were. It was not to the level of love, and the liking of lovers was not very pure. At the beginning, he just felt that he had finally found an equal match with him. .

In the later getting along, Gojo Satoru is also convinced of his first impression that 49 is an absolute that is indispensable in his life.

All conjurers are lunatics, and Gojo Satoru among them can be regarded as the king of madness. His possessiveness has never been less.

Now that I have confirmed that I have that intention, then tie people around as soon as possible, and it is best to make a series of unequal terms with 49 Zero, who values ​​the agreement.

yeah~

Gojo Satoru squatted on the ground and immersed himself in his own world. He turned into a Q version again, with a pink blush on his face, and hey hey from time to time.

The Tickle found Ling Yi's figure, turned around, and pulled the shy man wearing a paper bag onto Ling Yi's shoulder. The shy man was very self-closing, and finally he could nest in a comfortable position by the fence.

49 Zero looked at the sky, the sun was already setting, and the street lights were about to turn on, but Gojo Satoru still didn't speak.

"Enlightened?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm nervous too." Gojo Satoru stood up, knowing that his height would bring pressure to others, and he deliberately supported his knees.

The small black sunglasses were pushed up by its owner and hung in the fluffy white hair. The blue eyes, more mysterious than the stars, stared closely at 49 Zero One: "I like..."

"Your Xizhilang jelly."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head in doubt, and dropped a small and exquisite box of orange jelly into his hand, naturally he didn't say the rest.

He looked up, and on the roof of Zero One stood Chuya Nakahara, whose robes were tumbling.

Nakahara Chuya's complexion was really a bit bad.

To be precise, it is very dark.

The sun that had not yet fully set could not illuminate his expression at all.

"c2, why are you so early today?"

It is impossible for Mori Owai to release people, but he can also understand the mood of every employee, and after discussing with Zero One Middle School for a long time, he made a decision to come to the port Mafia for a mission one day.

I usually leave at three o'clock in the afternoon in the Central Plains, and usually don't go home until seven o'clock in the evening.

And it's only five o'clock now.

Zhongyuan Zhong also can't say that he knows that 49 is going to the Conjuration High School today to do business, and he can speed up the task by himself, so he wants to start the car and 'drop in' to pick him up.

As a result, as soon as he flew back and was about to drive away, he saw two familiar figures at the door.

Gojo Satoru put the sunglasses back in his pocket, and said in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"

Gojo Satoru was a guest after all, and Nakahara didn't want Ling Yi to see his impolite side: "It's dinner time."

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried his best to be tactful. After all, why should he be tactful to his rival in love!

Wait, wait, rival?

Zhong Yuanzhong also fell into silence strangely, he was startled by the flash of thought in his mind.

He had never thought of himself like this before.

49 Zero One didn't care about the change of mind of the other two, since Gojo Satoru had nothing to say, it was time to enter the room.

"Let's talk about it next time if you have anything to say." 49 Zero One opened the door, blocking Gojo Satoru, who was rarely hesitant to speak, from the door.

Wujo Wu outside the door: "Grass."

Nakahara Chuya's fighting intuition is very accurate. Just now, his intuition told him that if he walked through the main entrance, he would definitely be caught by Gojo Satoru for a competition. He didn't want to cause sabotage at the door of his house.

So Zhongyuan also entered the house through the window on the third floor.

"Tsk, it's obviously my home."

Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered, obviously not tall, but he stepped out of the aura of 1.8 meters.

49 Zero One looked down and found that the floor Nakahara Nakaya walked on was trembling.

"Did you have a hard time at work today?"

This half year is Chuya's holiday. When I talked with Mori Ogai about the task before 49, I clearly said that I would assign simple and uncomplicated tasks to Chuya.

Looking at Nakahara Nakaya's expression now, it seems that it is not the same thing.

49 Zero One is already considering calling Mori Ogai.

"It's an easy job."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood in front of Zero One, habitually wanting to share the mission situation, but when he thought of the thoughts he had just flashed by, he couldn't speak the usual homely words, and his ears turned red.

Commonly known as, stuck.

49 Zero One tilted his head.

"Is it a classified mission?"

"...Do not."

"Something happened that you can't tell me?"

"...no."

"Didn't organize the language well?"

"No...I mean, more or less like that."

49 Zero One understood.

He has always been patient with his partners. He was the one who taught the sign language of the Angel of Myriad Wings back then, not to mention that he had to teach Abel, who was about to get violent and beat people, how to be polite.

49 Zero One: "Then it's not too late to talk after dinner."

49 Zero One used his strength to prove what a double standard is. Facing Gojo Satoru, he said impatiently: Why is this man so inked.

Facing Nakahara Chuya, he said very gently: It's okay, take your time.

Of course, the above is the fantasy in the mind of Zhongyuan Zhongya sitting at the dining table with a serious face. 49 Zero One himself would not have such rich emotions, let alone 49 Zero One actually has no thoughts.

......

Osamu Dazai hummed a song with his earphones on, and came to a familiar place, and there were two familiar people sitting in front of him.

In the alley, there were the dead Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, Fyodor who came back from Russia, and Osamu Dazai who just came here.

No one spoke, everyone was doing their own thing.

The dense tea fragrance rose into the air, and when a pot of tea was completely cooled, four strange-looking creatures walked in from the end of the alley.

"Ah, are you all here?" The gentle but viscous soft voice first broke the silence. The three people at the stone table raised their heads, and what they saw was a volcano head; an octopus head; an eye sticking out of a branch; Human-like, but full of seams...

curse spirit.

The teapot knocked lightly on the stone table, and Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "I'll just wait for you."