Can a psychic become a conjurer?

Ibaraki was stunned: "Onikiri?!"

Onikiri didn't respond to him, but slashed at Shuten beside him.

Jiu Tun subconsciously blocked it with his arm, but he didn't expect his knife to break through his defense and cut through his skin with a strange demonic aura.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden development.

The chaotic Onikiri was still holding a knife and trying to slash others, Gojo Satoru reached out to catch his blade, and just about to say something, Onikiri suddenly withdrew the knife and ran away without looking back.

Just as he was about to catch up, he took a step forward, but panicked inexplicably, and looked back to see Osamu Dazai covering his mouth, with blood continuously flowing from between his fingers.

Words that she hadn't seen for a long time began to appear around her again, this time more chaotic and disorderly than ever before, faintly making people feel its urgency.

Osamu Dazai has no time to care about other things, she is arguing with the world consciousness.

【You are too much.Now this world will be heavily influenced by another world, and I'm not even sure I can stop the fusion. 】

[It was you who replaced him in this world with Abe Seimei in another world, which caused the intersection of the two worlds, so it has nothing to do with me. 】

【I seriously warn you, if things get worse, you will die. 】

Osamu Dazai gave a short laugh, but he was extremely relaxed in the face of this threat.

[You want to take the things in my body to fill the gaps in the world, does your boss know? 】

The world consciousness fell into a long silence.

He probably didn't want to understand how Osamu Dazai discovered that the god who fulfilled her wish was not the same god who is in contact with her now.

[Okay, how about you work hard to fix it yourself, and I will be responsible for solving the chaos caused? 】

Cunning human beings put forward "suitable" suggestions to the gods who dominate the world. Human beings have nothing to fear, but the gods have no choice.

It would be better to choose another guy who is bent on change than to choose her.

A guy who was determined to change was wearing his beloved little cloak at this time, standing on a tall building, watching the chaotic scene and the crying and fleeing crowd, obediently took a sip of mineral water.

Then I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was not mineral water, but 95-degree vodka.

He often wonders, is this how he got along with Gogol before he lost his memory?

After drinking a bottle of vodka, Gogol put his arm around his shoulders and chatted with him: "Mr. Tuosi chose to stand on the opposite side of the girl he loves without hesitation~"

"Intuitively chose this way." When Fyodor mentioned this matter, he was no longer as dull and unbelievable as he was at the beginning, and even felt that if he really liked someone, he would choose someone who could understand his words of.

"I really want to see a revolutionary world." His eyes showed a certain kind of pure sadness and expectation, and his mind was an incomprehensible true desire.

Will the unforgivable sin really ever be eradicated?Or is he making an effort that he knows is useless?

The feather fox downstairs held her head in pain, and the things that had been taken away for thousands of years were replayed in front of her eyes one after another. The rising anger made her unable to control her bloodthirsty impulse.

"Humanity……"

A scream came from the throat, and the feather-clothed fox could no longer maintain its full human form. Fox ears appeared on the top of its head, and nine huge fox tails emerged, attacking everything around it.

The feathered fox fell into a rampage.

When she rushed towards the crowd, a big golden tail gave her a heads-up.

The monster wearing a white fox mask stood calmly in a place completely different from his own world, and looked at her with blank eyes: "Hmm, where did you come from the Nine-Tailed Fox? You actually have Seimei's spell on your body."

When Osamu Dazai woke up, Gojo Satoru's cold side face was in front of him, like a cold river with magma flowing underneath, cold and extremely dangerous.

When Gojo Satoru seldom didn't smile, he often had that confident and wanton smile on his face that would not be restrained by anything, even though he was surrounded by "responsibility" and "expectation".

He is an existence that is admired and loved. If it is in the daytime, he is the sun hanging high in the sky. If it is in the night, he is the morning star that will never fall.

He belonged to her, so she wanted him to remain in the way she liked.

Osamu Dazai put his arms around his neck and asked knowingly, "Did anyone make you angry?"

Gojo Goku was so angry that he wanted to force himself not to talk to her, but she couldn't hold back and kissed him on the cheek. He was so elated that he almost laughed out loud, but he managed to hold back, and said coldly, "You."

Her: "Well, I was wrong."

"Where is it wrong?"

"How do I know, there is always nothing wrong with admitting mistakes first."

Just as Gojo Satoru was about to get angry, he suddenly realized that he looked like an unreasonable sassy girlfriend, then he stopped and asked angrily, "What's the matter with you?"

Successfully tricked his Dazai: "It's a little affected, it's not a big problem. Where are you taking me?"

He: "Go back to the college, I'm going to smash the prison gate."

Let you die every day, and when I come out, I will tie you by my side 24 hours a day.

When Osamu Dazai lost consciousness again, amidst the intense emotions, he suddenly felt that the seal of the prison gate was loosened. Although it was only for a moment, he immediately discovered the core.

For him now, it was very easy to come out, he just didn't want her to disappear from his front for even a few seconds.

This feeling of only watching her worsen and dying, no matter how many times he experienced it, made him unable to calm down, let alone accept it.

His cold and indifferent appearance is not as clingy as before. If he doesn't hug him tightly, Osamu Dazai will think that he is really angry, or it will be irretrievable.

She rubbed against him like he did before: "Keep it, it's a good cage, I want to use it to keep mice."

"……Um."

Although it was still a short answer, it could be seen from someone's flushed neck that he couldn't stand her acting like a baby.

Gee tut.

"By the way, where's Youruhito and Kagumi?" Osamu Dazai poked his head back, but didn't see anything.

When Su Nuo was transferred from the body of Polygonum cuspidatum Yuren to his own body, he had a more violent reaction. Although the latter was not in danger of life, he was in a coma and was placed in the room of Nuliang's house.

Could it be that Fu Heihui stayed to look after Youren?

Gojo Satoru's expression became very strange, and he said in an elusive tone: "The two of them were taken by Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji to look for Seimei."

Osamu Dazai:?

Time went back to before she fell into a coma.

Ibaraki and Shuten, who had been slashed, looked at Onikiri's back in a little bewilderment, not understanding what he was doing when he rushed over and gave them two knives before running away.

This little injury will heal in the blink of an eye, okay?

What they didn't notice was that their eyes also turned a cloudy red.

I didn't even realize that my brain was starting to go wrong.

Jiu Tun picked up the ghost gourd that he carried with him and drank a few sips of ghost wine, then started to go up, broke a telephone pole with his bare hands, and said loudly, "Where is Qingming? Let Qingming come out and get beaten!"

Ibaraki's ghostly hand slapped Nuliang Lusheng on the shoulder, and he couldn't buckle it up on the ground: "Seimei, give it to my best friend Seimei!"

Reluctantly using demon power to buffer the damage, Lu Sheng who slipped away with the mirror and water moon couldn't help cursing: "Crazy!"

At this time, the knotweed Youren, who had just woken up, came to watch Su Nuo's good show under the notice of Fu Heihui. He just poked his head and hadn't seen the beauty of Princess Twelve Dan Su Nuo before he was held in his hand.

The moment he appeared, non-existent memories appeared in Shuten and Ibaraki's brains.

In the distant Dajiang Mountains, there is a tiger monster named Yuzhang Yuren. He is cheerful and cute, warm and kind, and can be connected to any monster's brain circuit at any time, which has won everyone's unanimous love.

He once brushed the teeth of Shuten Doji's ghost gourd, and he once chose women's clothing with Ibaraki Doji, and persuaded a fight with Hoshikuma Doji.

Compared to Ibaraki, who is a fake Oeyama Hana who dresses as a woman, he is the real Oe Mountain Hana recognized by everyone from top to bottom.

This time they came to this world to find Abe Seimei who dared to tease them.

Shuten was carrying Fuguro Megumi, and Ibaraki was carrying Koizumi Yuhito, and the two of them got into the car that Osamu Dazai was sitting in very naturally, and put Koizumi Yuhito into the driver's seat, and Fukuroe into the co-pilot.

The two monsters sat in the back row like uncles, and Jiu Tun said in a commanding tone, "Go find Qingming."

Fu Heihui felt that they were simply making trouble out of no reason: "Why did you bring us? And the knotweed you can drive?"

Knotweed had no idea that he was regarded as one of his own by them, and he was still in a daze, but consciously followed Jiu Tun's routine: "I'm not old enough, don't you?"

To get a driver's license, he can drive a small motorcycle at most.

At this moment, Jiu Tun impatiently kicked the back of Fu Heihui's seat: "Hurry up, I don't even dislike this small car, so there isn't even one of you who can drive it? Otherwise, if I smash it, we go on the ghost gourd?"

Fu Hei · Former Bad · Knowing Everything · Hui: "..."

He opened the window and tried to ask for help: "Teacher Wujo... What's wrong with Dazai?!"

Osamu Dazai turned his back to him, and his whole body was limp and boneless in Gojo Satoru's arms, with blood dripping from his fingertips on his hanging hand.

His pupils shrank.

Gojo Satoru smiled and tricked him as usual: "It's nothing serious, I'll take her back for treatment, and you take the guests out to play first~"

Fu Heihui: "...Kumba, change places with me."

How could it not be a big deal to go back to the high school for treatment?

Adults always deceive people with perfunctory reasons, but he seems to have no ability to change.

Not long after the car drove out, Fu Heihui regretted it.

He should go back to the high school with Gojo Satoru and the others instead of driving these two idiots here.

Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji sat in the back seat, and they sang in Heian-kyo's youkai dialect. The weird and piercing tune was like a magic voice to him.

And it's fine for the two of them to sing, and they asked Yuzu Yuhito why he didn't sing.

"Aren't you the best singer in Oeyama? Sing quickly." Jiu Tun started kicking the back seat of the co-pilot again, took out a wine bowl from somewhere and handed it to Ibaraki, "Pour the wine."

Ibaraki made a natural gesture of pouring wine, but actually only poured air.

But neither of them felt wrong, Shuten happily "drank the wine", and the two began to sing again, singing and singing Knotweed Yujin also joined in, and sang better than both of them.

The fragile and helpless Fu Heihui drove the car with strong mentality. Thanks to other vehicles that kept away from them when they heard the song, they drove to their destination smoothly.