Can a psychic become a conjurer?

After releasing He, Gojo Satoru realizes that this room is not his own, but the half-open room next door is.

Amidst the rising dust and flashing lightning, he said without guilt: "Oh - the new colleague who dares to live next door to me shouldn't be so weak, right?"

In order to avoid causing large-scale damage, he deliberately weakened the output of mana.

"I said it was in the middle of the night, there's no need for you young couple to make such a big fuss, right?"

Gojo Satoru looked at Tian Yuanli who suddenly appeared, and for a moment didn't know why he should be shocked: "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, I forgot that you are still in the stage of dementia." Tian Yuanli snapped his fingers, the dust quickly gathered and sank, the destroyed land returned to its original state, and the house's electrical wiring also returned to its original state.

The furniture in the room is still in a state of destruction.

And it's very weird, with the people lying on the bed as the dividing line, half of them are intact and half of them have been bombarded to nothing but scum.When Gojo Satoru thought his room was taken, he planned to smash it all up and replace it with a new one.

"I won't be able to tell for a while, but I advise you to apologize to her immediately." Tian Yuanli pointed to the person who slowly sat up from the bed.

Like a sleeping dragon being disturbed by someone, the dark emotions on this person almost overflowed into substance, and the word danger was written from beginning to end.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids to see Gojo Satoru, who was still out of the situation, and raised his hands in a seal: "The field is expanding——"

"Not at all." Tian Yuanli jumped up and hugged her hand, and said with a smile on his face, "It's normal for this family to raise pets and tear down the house, please be considerate."

Osamu Dazai: "I raise cats, not dogs."

And Gojo Satoru is a real dog.

Gojo Satoru, who feels himself as an individual, raised his hand: "Can someone talk to me~"

Osamu Dazai: "Go away. There is nothing to explain, just stay where you are cool."

She picked up the coat beside the bed and put it on, walked around him with extremely low air pressure and walked out of the door, opened the only living room here, walked in and closed the door, the movement was very natural, the door slammed on Gojo Satoru's face, he just react to.

"Isn't this my room?"

"Now it's not a question of whether there is a room or not." Tian Yuanli stood beside him, "The most frightening thing now is that she is angry, but she doesn't lose her temper."

Gojo Wu: "By the way, are you Tianyuan or Lizi now?"

Judging from her operation just now, she has absolute control over the barriers and spells in the high school, just like Tian Yuan.But the personality and appearance are very similar to Riko, and the breath has changed to a certain extent, but it is more inclined to Riko.

"Tianyuanli. You can regard Tenuchi Riko as my reincarnation, and Tianyuan Master is still that tree." She explained casually, hesitating whether to open the door and go in to coax Dazai Osamu.

If Osamu Dazai goes crazy, something big will happen.

Seeing that the 20-year-old Wujo Wujo didn't work, why don't she try it herself?

Tian Yuanli, who has no feeling about his bad personality, thought so.

Gojo realized, but didn't know if he understood: "According to you, she is my wife?"

"It could have been your future wife, but it might not work now. And she will probably find a way to kill the 28-year-old you tomorrow morning."

"So bad?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and thought deeply. He didn't find a wife until he was 28 years old, and finally found such a fierce one.

But coax it anyway.

While Tian Yuanli was hesitating, someone confidently opened the door of his room, and turned on the light with a snap.

Osamu Dazai, whose eyes were dazzled by the light: "..." The killing intent grew stronger.

"Don't sleep yet~" Gojo Satoru opened his closet, took out a pillow in the shape of Daifuku, hugged it and squatted beside the bed, "Why don't you talk to me?"

Osamu Dazai's gaze paused for a second on his eyes, then on the cat ears on top of his head for a second, without speaking.

What did this guy do to Wuwu, and why can all the spells be released?

Seeing that the two had no intention of doing anything, Tian Yuanli quickly closed the door for them and left.

Gojo Satoru was unexpectedly sharp and straightforward: "It seems that you like me quite a bit, can you tell me your name first?"

Dazai: "Actually, we have nothing to do with each other. If we have to talk about it, we are former teachers and students, and now colleagues."

Gojo Satoru: "So the name~"

"... Dazai Osamu."

"It's a bit like a boy's name, but I don't mind, because I can call my wife directly!" Gojo Gojo shamelessly called her wife several times in a row. She pushed his head away with her hand, but he took the plush Downy ears and fluffy hair rub against her palm.

unacceptable.

"You obviously don't remember me, do you?"

"But I like you from the bottom of my heart. To be honest, I wanted to jump on you the first time I saw you, which even scared me."

"Because you are using my cat's body now, it is normal for a cat to get close to its owner." Osamu Dazai selectively ignored the fact that the cat's nominal owner was actually Gojo Satoru.

"But I just like you." He stubbornly took her hand over and pressed it to his heart, "I'm sure my thoughts have not been affected in any way, it's just jumping for joy simply because of you."

The pulse transmitted to him through the wrist was as steady as the vibration of a machine that had been set long ago. Gojo Satoru was silent for a while with a puffy face and said: "In short, the result I can give you is that I like you. If you want to ask why, You have to ask me who has memory."

His eyes, like the infinitely stretching sea and sky, were astonishingly bright, and every word he spoke came from the heart.

How not to be attractive?

She reached out to turn off the light, hid her look in the darkness, thought it was wrong, and covered his eyes with her hand.

"Change back," she said.

He smiled and gave her a hug.

Through the thin clothes, he finally transmitted his heartbeat to the other party.

Osamu Dazai hugged the cat and soon fell asleep. In the cold winter, cats can always bring warmth and healing.

The next day, I came to test the situation and saw the messy Dazai Osamu's bedroom. The faces of Nagazaki Yemei, Zenyuan Maki, and Izumi Kyoka changed greatly, thinking that they had been thieves.

No matter how big their brains were, they never thought that Gojo Satoru made a move on Osamu Dazai, so they nervously contacted Tian Yuanli and asked her if she knew who took Osamu Dazai away.

Tian Yuanli chuckled: "Go and have a look in the next room."

Those who heard this sentence: "Hiss——"

After opening the door, they saw Dazai Osamu who was stepping on the prison gate with a murderous aura: "Hiss——"

Osamu Dazai, who had been sleeping on his chest by a ten-pound cat and couldn't wake up after a night of nightmares, turned his head and smiled at them with a pale face, like a ghost who had practiced for thousands of years: "Good morning. Nagasaki, your hammer and nail belt Is it? Why don’t we try today to see if we can save Teacher Wutiao by destroying the prison gate.”

Are you trying to save Teacher Wutiao?He obviously wanted to kill him!

Nagizaki and Maki looked at each other, rushed over to hug her arm, and advised her: "No, no, this super cursed item of the Prison Gate, how can my little hammer be of any use?"

At this time, Jinghua brought a large cup of concentrated sulfuric acid from nowhere and held it in front of Osamu Dazai: "Try this."

Nazaki & Maki: Damn it!

Osamu Dazai still didn't do this in the end, after all, they were discovered by others, so next time he will take advantage of others not paying attention.

She let go of the hand holding the prison gate, allowing it to be caught by Nagasaki.

He himself stood in front of the cute and innocent young cat, and said indifferently, "You are too fat."

Wuwu's round cat eyes widened, from disbelief to weeping to autistic burying her face in her big fluffy tail.

Nagasaki made a good plan to find a safe place to put the prison gate, and when he turned his head and saw such an unbearable scene, he couldn't help but said: "I think Wuwu is quite cute, it It's just fluff."

Where can a half-year-old cat gain weight?

Wu Wu only accepts Osamu Dazai to hold it, and when Gojo Satoru uses its body, it will only hang on a few boys. Nagasaki really doesn't know how heavy it is.

"Heh." Osamu Dazai sneered and asked Kyoka to bring an electronic scale.

She stood up by herself, showing a terrifying weight of 87 kilograms, then picked up the "just fluffy" Wuwu and stood up, breaking through to three digits in one fell swoop, reaching 105 kilograms.

The cat has already grown to eighteen catties, which is rare for a puppet.

Nazaki: "This...maybe it's because I gain weight in winter. I'll lose weight later!"

"I think excessive obesity will affect its normal life, so start losing weight for it today."

In the afternoon, everyone who passed by Osamu Dazai's office saw the cat walking around aggrievedly in the magnified version of the hamster wheel, and the prison gate border that was confessed and a few apples were placed in front of the stage.

And the most terrifying thing is that what is placed on Dazai Osamu's desk is not a document, but a project called "Gojo Satoru's Birthday Commemoration".

So everyone knew that she was seriously thinking that Gojo Satoru was dead.

As an existence raised by Gojo Gojo(?) for nine years, Fuguro Megumi was entrusted with an important task by her classmates—to find out Dazai Osamu's tone.

Megumi Fukuro was pushed into the office with the mood of "I'm bored, let's destroy it". Before he could speak, Osamu Dazai said in a tone of "I've been waiting for you for a long time", "Megumi, you are here, just in time I have something to let you know."

Fuguro Megumi took a step back quietly, and decided "If Dazai let him go, he will not have Gojo Satoru from now on".

"Teacher Wutiao has been sealed for so long, and you all must have missed him very much, so everyone wrote a love letter to him to satisfy his fantasy of 'being loved'."

"No——I haven't missed him at all!" Fu Heihui was so shocked that he wanted to run out, but Jinghua pressed the tip of the knife against his lower back. Facing the situation where there were wolves before and tigers behind, he tried to use There was a final struggle with words, "If you just want to punish Wutiao teacher, there is no need to catch up with us, right?"

"Why should I punish him?" Osamu Dazai said in a gentle tone, "I have always respected Gojo-sensei, isn't this planning his birthday seriously? Or is it about you who have been raised by him for nine years?" , don’t even want to celebrate his birthday?”

If he knew in advance that he bought a bunch of blue roses for Gojo Satoru, not only would he spend his own money, but he would also offend Osamu Dazai because of it, Fukuroe said that he would never do such a stupid thing.

But there is no medicine for regret in the world, and he can only accept the reality.

"I'll let the others know."

It's better to die or die together.