Can a psychic become a conjurer?

"I heard that you sentenced me to death in private?"

A group of high-level officials opened the door aggressively, and heard these words before venting their anger to Osamu Dazai.

The atmosphere in the classroom dropped to freezing point, turning into a real murderous look.

Only then did they see who there were in the classroom.

Nakahara Chuya, who was led by Dazai Osamu to slaughter Tokyo all over before.

The defector Xia Youjie who once led the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk.

Abe Seimei, the legendary onmyoji thousands of years ago.

Boy, if they knew there was one here, they wouldn't choose this time to come here.

But now they could only pretend to be calm with pale faces, neither affirming nor denying, and not answering her words.

"I admire your courage, so I am here waiting for you to come and 'execute' me. You can start, I promise I will not make any resistance."

Osamu Dazai opened his arms, with a gentle and submissive expression, thin and fragile body, thick bandages wrapped around his graceful and slender neck and wrists, his eyes that were rarely unwrapped today stared at the blood on the ground, and there was melancholy hidden in the tenderness.

No one can deny her beauty, elegance and mystery, nor her talent for bewitching people.

They even temporarily forgot how dangerous and ruthless this person was, and thought in a trance that what they saw was the depressed princess who was kidnapped by the dragon.

And Gojo Satoru, who held her in his arms with a displeased face, was the evil dragon who committed the most crimes.

Someone criticized: "Wouldn't you feel guilty for raising such a cat demon who looks exactly like Gojo Satoru by your side?"

Osamu Dazai's expression froze indiscernibly, and he almost couldn't continue acting.

Are these fools full of Xia Youjie's fabricated lies that have no truth at all?

Do you also believe in stand-in literature?

If she really realized Wutiao, he would smash the prison gate and come out to destroy the world.

The culprit turned his back and covered his mouth with a smile, afraid of being too loud and being targeted by her again.

"I don't want you to worry about my private affairs. What I need to confirm now is—" Patting the hands of the five cats who laughed out loud, Osamu Dazai crossed his fingers on his knees, and resumed his usual indifference to outsiders, "You broke into Is my classroom here to announce and carry out my execution?"

This is the message that Sara read from the brain of the brain.Osamu Dazai had already guessed that the brain was mass-produced, and it would not cause much harm to his body if it was destroyed, so he specially brought Sasuke to read the memory of his body.

Then, not surprisingly, it was discovered that there was more than one traitor.

The weak in a high position always have a lot of dark thoughts, wanting to dominate the strong, wanting to break the wings of the disobedient strong and fall into hell.

But when faced with a strong man who can't control and resist, they always coax quickly.

Just like now, no one dared to answer her words, for fear that they would become new bloodstains on the ground.

"We have not officially issued such a judgment." One person pretended to be calm and denied her words.

Osamu Dazai said with some disappointment, "Then what are you doing?"

"I hope you will give us an explanation for the burning of several houses including the owner's residence in Kamo's house."

"Why do you take my words as wind?" She turned cold in response to their polite and euphemistic accusations, "I said that there are traitors among us, so we will take some more drastic measures. The only person I killed that day, It is indeed a traitor among us. Am I right, Patriarch Kamo?"

She looked at Patriarch Kamo deeply, keeping the other party's fear and resentment in her eyes.

"Yes."

Unexpectedly, Patriarch Kamo echoed her words.

"Then I announce that the following people will be removed from the ranks of conjurers, classified as curse masters who endanger the peace of the third world, and will be wanted and arrested."

When everyone was stunned, Osamu Dazai took out a list and read it nonchalantly.

Then he said gently: "I am doing this for the sake of world peace. I hope you will not make it difficult for me. Of course, this judgment was personally made by the Third World Management Committee, and your opinions are not very important, unless you want to cover up." them."

The upper echelon began to suspect that they were not here to ask questions, but to cast a trap.

"These people confirmed that they conspired with the unknown curse master thousands of years ago to subvert the existing order and reproduce the chaos of thousands of years ago, and some of you are just involved, and I'm not sure if you know about some of them. I don't mean to pursue it , I also hope that you will cooperate with me in hunting down the above-mentioned people."

Osamu Dazai's words made them go from anger to shock to panic. From the first sentence she said, they had no room to speak.

Although there are people they are familiar with in the list she read, no one wants to be charged with shaking the world order, and they will not speak even if they disagree.

"Okay, my class has to go on, you go out first if you have nothing else to do."

Hearing what Osamu Dazai said, they had a feeling that they had finally survived the disaster, and they left without saying a word. Noctua Masamichi, who had been persuading her for a long time to no avail, looked at her with a complicated expression.

Xia Youjie patted the desk, and said to the students: "Did you see that, this is a person with a brain. If you have such a brain, you won't be able to get to the super class?"

The bragging young man raised Kizaki Yeqiangwei: "Then you used to be a super class, and you don't have such a brain."

Before the smell of sex spread, Osamu Dazai clapped his hands after giving the order: "Okay, there is no need to use me as a standard to demand yourself, you just need to have a certain ability to think when following my orders. Don't be an orangutan who only knows how to fight."

Although it was a long time ago, Osamu Dazai started to have a headache when he thought of the days when he first taught Akutagawa Ryunosuke. Mr. Mori was already good at squeezing people, and Akutagawa always increased the unnecessary workload.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who now has a good self-awareness, immediately stood up and bowed down to apologize: "I'm sorry! Mr. Dazai!"

Students: I always feel that this person is different from our painting style, like an extreme admirer of Osamu Dazai...

"En." She responded flatly, and announced nonchalantly, "Let's continue..."

"Wait a minute." Night Moth rushed in, "What happened to the 1000-year-old curser you just mentioned?"

Osamu Dazai said "ah": "Didn't I say that? Tsumiki's curse was cast by someone who didn't know what. He used Xia Youjie's body before."

Fu Heihui patted the table and said, "You never said that!"

"Then it doesn't matter." Osamu Dazai, who was interrupted in class, was a little indifferent, "There hasn't been any big disturbance for 1000 years, and he just secretly replaced other people's brains. There's nothing to care about."

In comparison, she cared more about where Dostoevsky hid.You will never go back to Siberia to grow potatoes, will you?

Noctua said rightly: "Your attitude just now doesn't seem like you don't care."

"That's because I burned Kamo's house, so I have to send them away~" She revealed her true purpose, and even molested the students in front of Noctua Magi.

"Mei, Maki, how about taking you to the Zen Temple in two days?"

Her enthusiastic proposal gets Maki's support.

"Thank you for smashing the kitchen first."

Fu Heihui refused to speak.

Fearing it would be useless to refuse their company, he had to keep silent.

Gojo Wujo said abruptly, "When are you going to Gojo's house?"

Osamu Dazai: "Correct your problem of daydreaming."

If she wasn't colder, he might have to start decorating the new house.

Overcoming the psychological barrier of "I actually like a man" is enough for her, let alone this man's name is Gojo Satoru.

When she thought that she was going to spend her whole life with this kind of person (judging from the personalities of the two of them, there was no breakup, only widowhood), she wanted to die for love.

The students looked at the sleepy cat, and then at Osamu Dazai who was touching the cat's ears, thinking that it was not certain who would marry whom.

Unable to sanction Osamu Dazai, Noctua Masato finally left, and brought a list to find something to do.

And she can finally continue her rough first class.

Osamu Dazai fell from the podium to the ground, coughed twice and began to pretend to be a serious teacher again: "Where did we just talk about?"

"The magician's brain has a special structure." The real person who stubbornly stood up from the empty trash can answered the question enthusiastically.

After motioning Knotaba Yuhito, who was sitting in the back row, to step him back into the trash can, Osamu Dazai continued to analyze: "Conjurers need to have natural spells and specific physical conditions, some people will only have one of them, for example, possess Junpei of the technique, and Tsumiki and Yuhito who have the condition of "container". The former can use the technique of "inaction transformation" to complete the condition, and the latter, although without the technique, will have spell power and a stronger body. "

"My guess is that the idea of ​​the millennium scourge is to create more magicians, or spell spirits, through these two methods. The second product, which is more likely to be mass-produced, has a great possibility of losing itself Consciousness, because not everyone is Knotweed Yuren.”

Fu Heihui's face changed: "Natsu Miki..."

She: "The spell in her body has been taken out by Seimei, but the impact on her body and soul is irreversible. Currently, she can run 50 meters in three seconds and lift a strong man weighing two hundred pounds with her bare hands. A big baby who can see the magic spirit but has no magic power."

Fukurotsu Miki who came in with a stack of notebooks blushed when she heard her words.

The five cats, who had to turn back into cats after too long, clawed at the bandage on her wrist with their paws furiously, and she patted her head perfunctorily.

"Next, Mr. Abe Seimei, our legendary onmyoji, will come to the stage to tell you about the results of his research on spells in the past few months."

Seimei Abe stood on the stage confidently.

"After my research, I found that the difference between spells and yin and yang spells is that the exquisite content of the former is engraved in the body of the spell caster in the form of talent, but both spell power and spiritual power are natural forces in essence, and their basic use is have something in common..."

The core meaning of his words is probably: even non-conjurers have the possibility to learn spell power, and through the basic application and combination of spell power, spells that everyone can use can be created.

However, when he finished speaking, Osamu Dazai and the cat had already finished their sleep.

The other students probably only heard the above passage clearly.

Dazai, who pretended to be listening very seriously, sent Seimei away gratefully, and began to fool around: "In short, this is the principle. I hope to see the [-]-character thoughts of each of you in class tomorrow."

Zhong Yuanzhong also put his legs on the table and didn't give her face at all: "Don't write, you'd better come up with a plan for me quickly, and don't engage in these playing tricks."

"Okay, okay." Dazai Osamu spoke unexpectedly, and then took out a large box of things from the drawer of the podium and put it on his desk.