Can a psychic become a conjurer?

When Osamu Dazai returned to school, he thought he was warmly welcomed by everyone, but no one saw him.When I asked, it turned out that they were all training.

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi has not been found so far, and the only three Shangxian ([-], [-], [-]) who have shown up have shown their strength.Although there was news from the ghost killing team that the fourth of the upper strings had been killed, the rest were still hidden in the dark.In order to ensure the safety of students, the school still takes measures to restrict students from going out.

Outside of the school, due to Wujo Satoru's recent apparent rage and arresting (referring to non-human dark creatures) killing whomever, he was also very calm for a while.

Therefore, the Kyoto sister school exchange meeting, which was originally postponed until the end of the year, was put on the agenda again.Anyway, this activity is flexibly arranged according to the actual situation, and it is impossible to organize this kind of activity where colleagues pull each other's hair when everyone is busy fighting with the curse spirit.

People from the Kyoto school came the day before yesterday, and even fought with three first-year students.

"You are a fourth grader and an assistant, so this matter has nothing to do with you, so I didn't tell you." Gojo Satoru explained casually, holding the fruit pudding tart that Osamu Dazai bought for him, eating while walking .

"Kyoto..."

Gojo Satoru looked up: "Huh?"

"I was wondering why there are more Third World members in Kyoto, but the Third World Management Committee is in Tokyo."

The Third World Management Committee is responsible for the communication between the country and organizations such as the Ghost Killing Team, Onmyoji Organization, and Conjurer Association. Its daily activities are mainly to notify each organization of relevant special circumstances, as well as resource allocation and aftermath work. There are also mobilizations under special circumstances. The right to organize forces.It is the barrier and backing of the third world.

The members of the committee are few, and correspondingly, the rights are not dispersed. The intelligence officer Ango Sakaguchi has the right to transfer her information not long after entering.

Gojo Satoru: "Because the decision-making team is also in Tokyo."

"Decision-making group?"

"The decision-making group is the decision-making group of the third world. The orders issued by the decision-making group must be followed by all members of the third world. However, the last time an order was issued, the headquarters of the Ghost Slayer Squad was moved to Tokyo."

"Have absolute leadership and authority?" Osamu Dazai asked with disbelief. People with power beyond ordinary people are always pretentious and pursue freedom.

"Absolute leadership and authority." Gojo Satoru emphasized, "The reason why the third world can exist between the real world and the virtual world depends on the decision-making group."

The feather fox almost turned the ground over when he was a demon in Tokyo, but he recovered overnight, and ordinary people have no memory of it.It is the hand of the decision-making group.

Osamu Dazai connected something in an instant, and asked with confirmation: "Teacher, have you met the people in the decision-making team? Or, God." Those who can do this can't be described as human beings.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and thought for a moment: "I've seen it, but I don't remember it. But their existence is similar to Lord Tianyuan, and they don't participate in any battles or disputes, so I'm still the strongest."

"Then, my initial guess is that Onimai Tsuji has never dared to come to Tokyo because of the existence of someone in the decision-making team, but now he not only dares to come, but also dares to carry out activities."

He paused as he ate the pudding tart, and his tone was unusually heavy: "There is a problem with the decision-making team."

If this is the case, I am afraid there will be a big change.It was a hundred times more troublesome than he imagined.

"I'll ask."

Osamu Dazai sent a message to Ango Sakaguchi, asking him to come out to meet her at night.

There are still four days left before the NO.13 New Moon Day in July, and the time is actually very tight.

The sun was shining, and Hirohito and the second graders were doing physical exercises and learning how to use magic tools on the playground. Everyone was full of the desire to become stronger and the unique vitality of teenagers.

And some people, even when they were studying in ordinary high schools, were out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Osamu Dazai knew very well that he and these lovely students were not the same.

She is still very surprised that Wujo Wufei brought a dangerous person like her to the high school, and let her go after she refused to study.

After reading this month, she might not know how many days she stayed in school, and rounding it up means that the identity and convenience of a conjurer was for nothing.

"Dazai——" Kaginizaki Yamei, who was running desperately, saw her from a distance, stopped and waved to her, "Do you want to run together?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head without hesitation, and leaned weakly against the tree trunk, indicating that he couldn't even take a step.

You still called her Crispy Assistant when you went out on missions on the first day, why are you calling her to run together now?

On the other side of the tree, Fu Heihui, who was holding a sun wheel knife to study the coverage of the mantra, reminded her: "Escaping is a compulsory course for assistants."

"I've never done anything like running away."

Fu Heihui: "That's right, if you really met him, you would probably say 'wouldn't it be better to kill me'."

"No, I don't have any affection for garbage that can't kill me, and I don't have any interest in inflicting unnecessary pain on myself. The reason why I don't take the course of escaping is because—" Dazai Zhu Zhi showed the smile of the evil ruling class, "I never lack people who protect me."

Hui cast a condemning look at her: "So don't always put yourself in too dangerous a situation! At least consider the mood of the person who protects you."

"Got it, next time I'll find someone who can't protect me, and quietly drag the villain to hell with me."

"..."

Fukuroe didn't speak any more, because he was extremely sensitive to shadows because of his own technique, he noticed Dazai Osamu's paler and more transparent complexion than the last time he saw him, and his shadows were lighter than others.

It's like an illusory and beautiful fantasy creation that is finally about to melt into bubbles and dissipate in the daytime.

He felt that his life was on the verge of falling, and he didn't know how to keep it.

She could only move aside to block the sunlight after she fell asleep leaning against the tree trunk.

Maybe she is just in the bitter summer, and it will be fine when autumn comes.

Osamu Dazai had a very haunted dream. She saw the ghost so much that she knew it was a dream, but she couldn't wake up.

In the dream, she was an aristocratic son from the Heian period. She was attacked by a curse spirit during a day outing, and ran into a courtyard in a panic, and ran into someone else taking a bath.

In the dense water vapor, there is a body with icy muscles and fine bones and long silver-white hair scattered and floating. The beauty seems to be conscious of turning her face to look at it, and then unfolds a face that is astonishing in the world in front of him.

The blue eyes are extraordinarily bright in the dark room, and there is a seductive luster on the plump lips, even if the tired and irritable expression is moving.

"Osamu Dazai" was so engrossed that he didn't even notice that the curse spirit's hands were wrapped around his neck.

"...Spell Reversal Heh."

Before he could clearly see what gesture the other party was making, he felt that he was knocked out of the door by a strong force, and sat on the spot in a state of embarrassment, which hurt his buttocks. Know where you got hit.

The blushing and heartbeating sound of water came from the re-closed room, and before he had time to think about anything, the door was opened, and the girl in a white bathrobe looked down at him from above, and suddenly smiled coquettishly: "It's time to go!" Awareness of death?"

"Please join me in dying for love."

After saying this sentence, the plot in the dream fast forwarded directly to the marriage.

The candlelight in the festive wedding room was bright, and distorted ghost images were projected on the doors and windows, and were swallowed by raging flames in an instant.

Unaware of it, the newlyweds hugged affectionately and began to take off their clothes.

Osamu Dazai suddenly shared the senses of "myself" in the dream, and touched involuntarily with the hand that had already reached into the other's lapel.

Good... so flat chested.

The "girl" in front of him let out a chuckle, and then directly tore off the groom's clothes, revealing the... chest wrapped in bandages?

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

What's going on, why is the plot of the dream so wild now?

She hadn't recovered from the fact that "the thoughts in her heart are so perverted", she was pushed down on the bed.The cold white hair brushed across her skin, causing a strange feeling, and the other party buried his head and bit the bandage.

"Wait a minute!" She pushed the other person's head in panic, preventing things from developing in an indescribable direction.

She fell asleep next to Fu Heihui, who was fifteen years old, in broad daylight, and she was not allowed to have erotic dreams!

Osamu Dazai shouted in his heart with his little integrity left.

"I don't want to wait~" the fake "girl" said with his forehead sticky on her forehead, "I have been waiting for several months since I was planning to get married."

"No, I still have to wait a bit." Bewitched by those eyes for a moment, she suppressed her restless heart, swallowed and said, "You tell me how old you are now."

As far as the two are about the same height, she has a very bad guess.

The boy was not very happy, but he still answered her: "Sixteen."

"...Leave me alone." She forcefully pushed the other party away, and said sadly, "You are still underage!"

"..."

The face of the other party was suddenly gloomy, and before he could speak, the fire from outside the door rushed in in an instant, burning everything up.

When Osamu Dazai woke up, he still couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and was confused by this damn dream.

She couldn't connect the delicate, cute and beautiful boy with ambiguous gender in her dream with the Gojo Satoru she knew, and she couldn't connect the idiot in the dream who committed suicide and invited others to die for love with herself, but that face did match They are too similar.

At least for a short time, she couldn't look directly at Gojo Satoru.

"Are you dreaming?" Fu Heihui handed her a bottle of water, frowned and said with some concern, "You seemed to be on fire just now."

She took it over and said thank you: "Probably you read it wrong, have you forgotten my ability? It's passive, and it won't stop even if you fall asleep."

Fu Heihui: "Is that so..."

"I promised you before that I would take you to Ukiyo-e Town to play, without further delay, let's go tonight!"

"it is good!"

"That's it!"

——From Nagasaki Wild Rose and Knotweed Yuren who came together.

"It's ok, take the second graders and the teacher with you." ——From Gojo Satoru after talking with the principal.

He: "..." All right.

Then the plot fast-forwarded to all the women's clothes, no, it was all the staff changing clothes.

(The previous one was dismissed by the angry Fu Heihui. (Probably he is the only one who resists women's clothing...))