Can a psychic become a conjurer?

Wu Zhenzai patiently listened to Leo Hu's words, and kindly offered suggestions: "Mr. Leo Hu, I am deeply sympathetic to your experience. Do you have any ideas to resist?"

Leu Hu stared at him silently with big eyes, almost writing distrust on his face, and immediately stood up and walked out.

"You humans don't have a single good thing."

Hei Shizai, who was next to Wu Jingzai, sneered, stood up and took a step, but was so frightened that he took two steps back.

Leu Hu was extremely vigilant: "What are you doing?"

Hei Shizai was confused: "I'm going to find Oda to make an update, what are you doing? Am I so scary?"

He can be regarded as the most well-behaved of all Dazai Osamu! (Mainly because he is not as cute as a young Zai, and his skills are not as deep as the other Zai)

Leu Hu breathed a sigh of relief, stepped aside and said, "Oh."

Dazai Osamu felt sad when he saw that a strong man in the curse spirit was mixed up like this.

Wu Jingzai reached out and tried to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, but he ran away ten meters away.

Like a frivolous little girl, Liu Hu hugged herself and pointed at him, complaining: "What do you want to do?"

Let Osamu Dazai touch it, it would be better to be turned around by Gojo Wuning!

Wu Detective Zai withdrew his hand in embarrassment, rubbed his hair, and said something to ease the atmosphere: "If you are worried about being persecuted, you can rest assured now, because we will get busy soon, and you will serve as a combatant." Force sent out."

Leo Hu was dubious: "What are you guys going to do?"

He shook his mobile phone and said, "Our spring travel plan is 'Whack-a-mole'~"

The enchantment between Tokyo and Kyoto has not been completed for a long time.The reason for this, apart from the overflow of negative energy that cannot be stopped for the time being, is also the trouble caused by a certain curser from thousands of years ago.

The previous point was caused by Osamu Dazai himself. There is nothing to say, but her tolerance for brain teasing has reached a critical value.So she organized the spring entertainment while the other Dazai were still around.

Led by her, Butei Zai, Chief Zai, Hei Shizai and Xia Youjie, according to the search method provided by Abe Seimei who is also very angry, find the parasites of Brain Flower all over Japan and eliminate them.

Beat them hard first, and then use a special magic weapon to collect the opponent's soul and lock them up.

Even if the brain's body and soul are hidden in a deeper corner, they will be forced to sleep.

The bargaining chip she gave was to prolong the time they stayed in this world as much as possible, and for this reason, they wrangled with the world consciousness again.

The whack-a-mole activity lasted for about a month, and ended with a group of people gathering in Yokohama to eat hot pot and boil pig brains.

Atsushi Nakajima looked at the brains in the hot pot, and spoke with a trill: "Is this really edible?"

No matter you are picky eaters or not picky eaters, you have never eaten this strange dish.So it floated in the hot pot for a long time, and no one stretched out their chopsticks.

Some children who have worked so hard to beat their brains have even begun to have physical nausea.

Osamu Dazai said calmly: "This is a famous dish of flower growers. It is said to nourish the brain."

Hei Shizai immediately took a piece and put it into Akutagawa Ryunosuke's bowl: "Eat more."

Akutagawa took a piece and put it in Atsushi Nakajima's bowl, without saying a word.

Fu Heisher took a piece and put it into Fu Heihui's bowl: "Be smarter, don't be bullied by these two people all the time."

Fu Heihui took a piece and put it in the bowl of Knotweed Youren, without saying a word.

It can be said that it is very synchronous.

In the end, the ones who ate the most were Oda Zuo, who likes spicy food, and Xia Youjie, who had his brain changed.

Not long after this matter was resolved, the power of darkness in Kyoto reached its peak.

The rumored evil god is finally about to appear.

Osamu Dazai excitedly flipped through his clothes, choosing the long-lost women's clothing.

Gojo Satoru approached alertly: "What are you doing?"

Osamu Dazai said in a longing tone: "I have seen Lord Cthulhu. When I was young, someone summoned his projection."

Gojo Wu grabbed her hand that was turning over her clothes, and put his face in front of her: "Are you handsome? Are you as handsome as me?"

She kissed him reflexively, and said amusedly: "Why do you compare yourself with a snake with eight heads and eight tails? I don't have strange hobbies."

"Huh?" He was skeptical, "Then why did you choose clothes on purpose?"

"Have you ever heard the legend? Yamata no Orochi likes to eat pure girls with strong spiritual power. Every time he is summoned, he will eat one as a sacrifice. I am looking for white clothes."

The last time I was disgusted, it must be because she didn't wear white enough.

This time, in order to leave a good impression on the other party, she decided to follow the other party's aesthetics.

"Oh, there is still a shrine maiden costume, do you want to try it?" Osamu Dazai fished out a shrine maiden costume in a white dress and a red dress, and compared it to Gojo Satoru with great interest.

He immediately took a step back and said, "I have white clothes, and I have a lot of them. This is unnecessary, and I don't have strange hobbies."

She regrettably decided to wear the suit herself.

He also asked Seimei to give her a Kagura bell bracelet, made a respectful gesture to Tian Yuanli, and asked her, "Do you have the smell of a shrine maiden who devoutly serves the gods?"

Tian Yuanli chuckled and said nothing, if she were Yamata no Orochi, she would call the police.

Uncle Police is the one who tried to assassinate me by pretending to be a witch!

The sky in Kyoto, where the moon had not been seen for a long time, cleared the dark clouds at this time, and the bright moon hung high, and then turned into blood, dyeing the flowing clouds red.

Great omen.

In a certain valley in Kyoto, the surface of the ground was cracked, and endless power of darkness gushed out from it, transforming into a huge basilisk with eight heads and eight tails, and the purple-black scales coldly reflected the red light of the moon. Qi Orochi.

Yamata no Orochi has not used his body to come to the world for a long time. Most of the time, he can only see the world through the perspective of those who have accepted his power as a gift.

Now the world is full of sin and darkness, fertile soil is everywhere, and the high sky that disgusts him is closed again.

There will never be a better time than this.

The eight snake heads were raised high, and he bathed in the moonlight intoxicatedly, feeling the abundant power pouring towards him continuously.

"world……"

"Good evening." Someone stood on the cliff, speaking as if greeting an old friend, "We meet again, Lord Evil God."

Yaqi Orochi's joyful mood immediately fell to the bottom, and he cursed at the other party angrily: "What are you doing here, get out of here."

He will never forget the incomparable disgust he felt when he took a bite of this guy.

It's like eating yourself, no, it's even worse than yourself.

Moreover, this guy couldn't kill him, and even destroyed the formation that summoned him, hurting his soul.

I get very angry every time I think about it.

"Don't be like this, I'm here to welcome you to the world on behalf of everyone." Osamu Dazai didn't care about the period when he was disgusted and jealous, and he said happily, "According to the procedure, you have to eat a sacrifice now to be considered worthy." The card has come down to the world. The priestess costume I specially wore today, do you think you have any appetite?"

Yamata no Orochi: "...get out." I would rather not eat it.

"It seems that my welcome doesn't please you." Osamu Dazai took a step back, "Unfortunately, I can only welcome you in another way."

She was obviously retreating, but Yamata no Orochi felt a strong sense of crisis.

"The other two who came with me also changed into the white clothes you like. I hope it can bring you a good experience."

As soon as the words fell, two people suddenly appeared on her left and right. They were both flawless in white clothes, with silver hair and blue eyes, and both were full of the power to kill eight hundred monsters with one hand.

Gojo Satoru looked up, down, left, and right at the legendary evil god, nodded and said, "It's really ugly."

Yamata no Orochi:?

Gojo Satoru: "You can choose to be beaten by me, or by your old friend Seimei Abe, or by us together."

Yamata no Orochi:? ?

"I can also fight." Liangmian Sunuo, who was captured and returned to the high school as a cook, stood a little far away from them and looked down, feeling that only fighting can bring a little happiness in this cruel and ruthless world.

Yamata no Orochi:? ? ?

After nearly a year of turmoil, the Third World has finally returned to normal.

The difference from before is that people already know that in the deep night, someone walks with the light behind them, and keeps bringing the light to the place where people want to see it.

At the end of spring, the new book of Oda Saku's dystocia was finally finished, and the Osamu Dazai who had been here for a long time sat in the garden and read a copy.

When Osamu Dazai of this world looked up from the book, he saw only empty chairs and blooming flowers.

The time spent together with Odasaku and his new book should be regarded as a gift to my past self.

After all, she is a loved and happy person.

After the world got back on track, Osamu Dazai's health visibly improved, his work visibly slacked up, and he often skipped work to go on dates.

Yes, in this Tokyo school of magic arts with only two teachers, if one teacher misses a date, it means that there will be no teacher left.

Only the president of the kind-hearted Conjurer Protection Association will occasionally come to laugh, ah no, he will come to promote safety knowledge to them.

Thick clouds collided and scattered on the setting sun, layers of gorgeous colors piled up and settled, turning into a color similar to Dazai Osamu's eyes.

Just looking at it made Gojo Satoru feel so good.

He grabbed Osamu Dazai who was arguing with the puppy on the side of the road, and put a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of her nose: "Come on, put these on."

He specially asked someone to order two pairs of glasses, couple models, Dazai Osamu's silver chain sapphire pendant, his black chain kite gemstone pendant.

"Isn't this easier than wrapping a bandage?" Gojo Satoru said proudly, squinting at her, implying that he wanted to praise him.

Probably because he got used to it, except when he was out on a date, Osamu Dazai still habitually wore bandages around his eyes.He said so, but accepted this setting very easily.

"Hmm, do you want to see that?" She pointed to the milk tea shop on the street. The billboard at the door showed a cup of white peach oolong in a very girly package, with a double-ended straw on it.

The straws are wrapped in the shape of a heart, which looks perfect for couples.

A married couple was very moved by this, and immediately went to buy a big glass hand in hand.

Before taking two sips, she hugged and kissed in the street without any shame.

At this time, the night has not yet arrived, but they have already felt the beauty of the moonlight.

You and I are born different, and have never been understood by ordinary people, but are regarded as evil spirits, each enduring loneliness.

Fortunately, now humans and ghosts coexist, you and I embrace each other.