Can a psychic become a conjurer?

Although Osamu Dazai said that the streets here are all her property, they only need to show their student ID card and they don’t have to pay, but Megumi Fukuro couldn’t do it, "spend Dazai Osamu’s money to buy flowers for Gojo Satoru and give them to Dazai Osamu" Such a bad thing.

So he reluctantly ordered a bouquet of flowers online, and then went to get the flowers under the cover of Nagasaki and Yuren.

"Master Dazai, please wait a moment."

Osamu Dazai, who was walking towards the hotel as agreed, turned his head after hearing Fukuro Megumi's voice: "Megumi, what is it... what is this?"

She stared at the flowers in Fu Heihui's hand.

It was a bouquet of blue enchantresses. Unlike ordinary dyed roses, this bouquet was uniform and natural in color, with clear white in the cool blue. It should be Dutch blue roses that had been dyed since the flowering stage.

The blue double petals are dotted with rhinestones and dew, which brings purity and agility in the enchanting and glamorous, which is a beauty that women cannot resist.

But Osamu Dazai only noticed that it did not conform to Fugurohui's consumption concept.

So it must not have been bought by the students to calm her down.

That is--

"Are you enlightened after seeing Wujo?" She looked back, only to see Wuwu, who was neatly coiled on the shoulder of Yuzhang Youren.Its face was glued with the pet version of Gojo Satoru's sunglasses of the same style by the students, and it was shaking its head vigorously trying to shake off the sunglasses.

That frame is sticky hooks, designed to treat such disobedient kittens.

Fu Heihui put on a wooden face: "Yes...he asked me to give this to you."

Osamu Dazai: "...is his brain broken too?"

Giving her roses in front of everyone, still think the rumors are not fierce enough?

Fu Heihui: "Probably."

Without reaching out to pick up the bouquet in his hand, the witty Osamu Dazai quietly stood behind Yuzu Yujin, looking at his mobile phone screen.

Only in the group of Knotabagi, Kizaki, Megumi, Panda, Oto, and Gomaki are discussing fiercely the question of "Who is Dazai Osamu, Gojo Satoru or Fyodor?"

"Do I look like the kind of guy who picks up boyfriends in the trash?" she asked darkly.

Knotweed Yuren:! ! !

Nagasaki next to him boldly asked: "So it's true that you have nothing to do with that Russian mouse and Mr. Gojo?"

"Oh." Osamu Dazai laughed angrily, and solemnly called everyone in front of her. Just when they thought they could hear the real response from the person involved, she said something even more explosive.

"How about this, let's make a bet. Time 10 minutes from now, if the number of people who approach me is less than ten, I will marry Gojo Satoru immediately."

Them: What a thrill!

Amidst their shocked expressions, Osamu Dazai, who let out a thunderbolt, continued: "But if it exceeds, you don't want to discuss this topic anymore, can you?"

For Gojo Satoru's love, everyone chose to agree.

Anyway, there is no substantial loss.

Then they watched as Osamu Dazai went to the side of the road to find a young lady who distributed leaflets and took away all the leaflets of the other party in a few words, and then stood there with another excuse, holding the leaflets and standing there not understanding.

Osamu Dazai from the perspective of a passer-by: the elegantly dressed young beauty stands at a loss with a stack of leaflets at the intersection of a busy street. She seems to have been framed by a prank, but she doesn't know how to talk to people and distribute the leaflets When I went out, I could only watch the passers-by hesitate to speak, shyly clutching the leaflets nervously.

Who can't see it and feel pity (crossed out)?

It didn't take long for wave after wave of people to take the initiative to go up, and after taking the flyer in her hand, they tried to talk to her and asked for her contact information.

More than 100 leaflets, if you say no, they will be gone.

The high-level crowd watching from a distance: This...

Nazaki looked at Wutiaomao, whose eyes were gradually losing their highlights, and couldn't bear it: "Is this a foul?"

The rest joined in.

Osamu Dazai, who came over, saw that they hadn't realized that "as long as she wants, she won't be short of a partner", raised his eyebrows, and decided to let them fully recognize the reality.

"If you think I made a foul, then do it again. This time I will do nothing, I will not speak, and I will just sit there. Fair enough?"

The young children thought that if she did nothing, it would be outrageous to be approached by a person for 1 minute, so they nodded.

Stretching out his hand to take a blue enchantress from the bouquet in Hui Hui's bosom, Osamu Dazai found a flower bed, sat down in a charming and beautiful posture while biting a rose, and opened his fan with a swipe.

On the front of the folding fan made of expensive wood and silk, the word "Rich Woman" was written in wild and unrestrained characters like a dancing dragon.

All in all, very eye-catching.

Nazaki couldn't bear to look directly: "The other side of her fan..."

Fu Heihui's indifferent face: "It says 'beauty'."

Although they are all in line with the facts, but I also think so and write it on the fan to make a show of it is too much.

Yuhito began to cheer: "I feel that Dazai is as lively as Mr. Gojo!"

Others: ...That's narcissism, okay?

Pang Da started to feel a headache for Noctuma Zhengdao: "I don't know if it's a good thing that these two are similar..."

Zenyuan Maki began to worry about themselves: "Don't talk about it, I even started to hope that Gojo would not catch up with Dazai. If the two of them are together, we will suffer no matter what we think."

Everyone: Damn it makes sense!Then you two should stay alone with me.

When the ninth person came up to strike up a conversation, Osamu Dazai still didn't say a word to the other party, but forced the other party back with a half-smile in his eyes.

A shadow fell over her head as she prepared to end the drama when the next person arrived.

The tall and handsome man had strange fluffy cat ears on his head, and his expression was harmless. He approached the person on the edge of the flower bed like a clingy cat approaching its owner, and approached her lips shamelessly.

From the perspective of others, it is the distance between lips and teeth.

The high commissioners, who had always been skeptical of the rumors, began to gasp.

In fact, he just took her rose from Osamu Dazai's mouth, bit it himself, stood up with the rose in his arms, stepped on the flower bed with one foot, and turned his head to stare at other people who wanted to strike up a conversation.

A vacuum zone with a radius of more than ten meters was formed centered on the two of them.

And the other party looked at him very indifferently: "Don't you know how to wear clothes?"

Gojo Satoru ground his teeth to the handle of the rose, pierced his pointed canines into his red lips, and forced the bouquet of roses into her arms, before he said vaguely: "I just learned to change clothes, this is not the first time I am not very skilled at being a monster." Well~"

She thought to herself, isn't this a vixen's talent, why pretend to be pure.

"So what's the flower? A prank?"

"A single, handsome man wants to give a single, beautiful woman a bouquet of blue roses. What could it be for?" He took the rose from his mouth and said eccentrically.

Osamu Dazai: "Is your mind abnormal?"

Gojo Satoru puffed up his cheeks and was about to say something when he suddenly turned into a cat.

The cute snow-white kitten Maomao licked its paws, and curiously played with the single rose, and played with several petals without seriousness.

Osamu Dazai reached out and took the flower, inserted it back into the bouquet, and threw it into the trash can together.

Pretending not to see the other people's hesitant expressions, she announced that she had won: "Aren't these just ten people? Everyone is willing to bet and admit defeat. From today onwards, Wujo Wu will die as this person."

Everyone:? ? ?

Wanted to complain, but looked at her expression and didn't dare to BB.

This time I arrived at the scheduled hotel smoothly. In the windy building, there are curved corridors and clear water. Outside the corridors, various flowers of different seasons are blooming, clustered together brilliantly and warmly, or falling into the water, adding to the pool water. Gorgeous colors.

It should be Seimei who came earlier.

Opening the sliding door revealed various banquets inside and a huge cake in the center, and Gao Zhuan realized that something was wrong.

"Whose birthday is it today?"

Osamu Dazai avoided talking about it: "Did you buy the rabbits that I asked you to buy?"

The first item on her shopping list for everyone is "things related to rabbits (no repeats)".

As a result, several people showed shocked expressions.

She felt something was wrong: "What did you buy?"

"Cold rabbit, spicy rabbit head, stewed rabbit legs..."

Osamu Dazai: "...It's really shocking." Can this group of children still find a partner?

Fu Heihui explained: "Because the second item is 'purchase sweets that you think are delicious', and the third item is 'prepare some durable food', so I feel that the first item also refers to food."

If she forbids them to repeat, then there is no exchange of news.

The first person (the dog curly thorn) bought rabbit snacks, and several people behind also bought food.

"Okay, it's my fault." She sighed and made amends, "Na Hui, you let the rabbit out and pretended it was a gift."

Hui: ...All right then.

After that, Quan Jinghua, who was the protagonist of the birthday party, hugged several shivering rabbits in her arms, and sat on the seat to eat some rabbit heads and legs bought by others, saying that this birthday gift was very good.

The birthday party had a good progress after packing and throwing Mori Ogai out, Gaozhuanzhong and a group of people from Yokohama got along quite happily, playing with each other.

And Osamu Dazai in the corner was holding the cat, smiling charmingly: "Can you still transform into a human form now, Gojo Satoru?"

Maomao hooked her arm fawningly with its big fluffy tail, sweeping it around like a small brush.

Naihe didn't get any softening of her attitude or any sympathy.

"It can't be right, then it's easy to handle."

Then, under the quiet attention of others, Osamu Dazai did an extremely cruel thing in a grand manner—she carried the cat to the place where the shopping bags were placed, and read the name of a dessert from the bag with everyone's shopping list He took out a dessert, and finally called Edogawa Ranpo to eat it in front of the cat.

Ranpo and Dazai's cheerful discussion sounded from the remote corner, and the pitiful meowing sound was caught in it.

Those who see it are sad and those who hear it cry.

Some people felt that the food in their hands was more delicious, and admired the picture from a distance, while some people picked up their mobile phones and took pictures.

All in all, a good night was had by all except the cat.

After returning home, Osamu Dazai asked for Fyodor's portrait to be pasted all over Tokyo overnight, with the text "Have you seen this Russian rat? You can get 100 billion US dollars if you mention its head".

It may be that Wuwu's spiritual power was exhausted by being transformed into a human form many times in a short period of time. For a period of time after that, Wujo Satoru, regardless of his age, did not appear again.

But the way other people looked at her was getting more and more strange, so strange that it made her scalp tingle and she couldn't understand it.

She also tried to catch one or two innocent children and ask what happened, but they all just shook their heads wildly.

She withdrew her mind from the heavy work to think for a while, and led someone to smash the windows of Xia Youjie's house overnight, and found a lot of things on his desk.

Good guy, during these days when she didn't notice his situation, Xia Youjie has already changed the story of her and Gojo Satoru from widow literature to white rose blue rose to the latest substitute literature.

And it seems that the audience is quite wide.

Osamu Dazai sneered, "I think you've been too busy recently."

Xia Youjie didn't repent at all: "You ruined my teaching, I really have nothing to do, don't I?"

Nakahara was also called back to Yokohama, is there anyone in Tokyo who can beat him?

(Qingming, who has been in a state of harmonious retirement so that she has been neglected: I seem to hear someone calling me.)

Three days later, in the first-year class of the Conjuration College, Mr. Dazai re-introduced Xia Youjie to everyone with a smile on his face: "Come on, let me introduce to you, the one next to me is the newly appointed Conjurer The president of the Teacher Protection Association, will he come to give you some safety knowledge in the future?"

Dazai called Qingming to come over and beat him up. Xia Youjie, who is still pale now, smiled stiffly: "Hello."

The classroom was full of joy for a while.

And Yuzu Yuhito, who was especially happy, was kept by Osamu Dazai after class.

Osamu Dazai: "Yuhito~ come here."