Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

"Miyano-sensei, this is the next script."

He casually took the script handed over by his agent, and the curly-haired young man lazily resting on the deck chair didn't even bother to read it. He casually pressed the thin booklet with "Setting Sun" printed on the cover on his face, and replied in a muffled voice.

"Well, I see."

Three seconds later, he seemed to feel that his attitude was not polite enough, Shuji Tsushima waved his hand, and added politely, "I've worked hard for you during this time, Aomori-kun."

The manager, who has always been conscientious, bowed slightly, "This is what I should do."

"You can rest now."

"Yes."

As a manager, Aomori Meiji was a little stunned, and after answering, he realized that the underlying meaning of this sentence was not that simple.

Recalling the first contact with Osamu Dazai, the other party revealed some content to him in the car, the man's forehead gradually oozes cold sweat, and he couldn't help asking: "Miyano-sensei is planning to..."

Ready to "die"?

The young man didn't answer directly, but he just slowly took off the script covering his face, exposing those eyes with unclear expressions, and threatened in an extremely brisk tone: "Remember what? It’s okay to say nothing, for a period of two years.”

The man could only wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and replied carefully, "I understand."

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On the other hand, Fyodor, who officially started a new day of unusual work, finally started his acting routine at this level.

"Miyano... I'll call you Shirley."

The man code-named Patus put on the white coat again, shook off the residue of potato chips that someone left on it, and with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, he introduced it to the brown curly-haired girl in front of him.

"I'm Patus, Russian, but none of that matters."

As a rare scientific researcher in the organization, when the girl who grew up in the organization returned from studying abroad, she was ready to formally take over her parents' previous research.Patus, whose job was similar to his, became the most suitable candidate, and was arranged by Gin to familiarize her with the work of the organization, so that she could devote herself to research as soon as possible.

According to the role setting of Raskolnikov in the script, he is also a very crazy scientist. Even though he looks like a sickly young man on the outside, he has already become a shriveled old man in essence.

Years of low-level life in Russia made him startled, and he couldn't bear the fright at all, wishing to lock himself in a safe house all day long.After no longer being threatened with life, instead, the extremely suppressed emotions will explode and become a person with an extremely bad personality, which just matches the painting style of the normal staff in the winery.

However, the real reason hidden behind it is that Patus's original character setting is too difficult for Fyodor who is in charge of playing it.

Simple typing communication is okay, but it is a bit embarrassing for him to perform such a gesture.

"I heard about you a long time ago, and this research project is also the same. You need to inherit your parents' research, and those contents have been stopped for more than ten years."

As a young man, he pretended to be a good-tempered senior. He seemed to be very moved when he saw the daughter of his former colleague. His tone was quite peaceful, and even his attitude seemed friendly.

"After leaving Baijiu Pharmaceutical, I haven't contacted your parents again, but if you want to ask about anything in the past, I will try my best to answer." Fyodor smiled and looked at the slightly vigilant palace. Noshiho continued to show the posture of a senior, pretending not to notice the other party's uneasiness.

After the problem of character setting was changed in two years, Fyodor simply restored his original personality when playing the role.Even if his behavior is occasionally too weird, such as talking to himself in a room alone, those subordinates who don't even have a code name dare not say anything.

But the rumors among the members are not necessarily so.

"Gin gave you to me, so let's get acquainted with the environment today. The new laboratory can be put into use immediately, and the research can be officially started tomorrow."

Fyodor led the way ahead, gave a general introduction to the structure of the entire research institute, and handed over the access control card of the laboratory to the other party, showing nothing abnormal.

Even though he did hear some bad rumors, Miyano Shiho, who grew up in the organization since he was a child, quickly calmed down and only regarded the other party as an ordinary colleague.

At least for now, this Russian, code-named Patus, does not feel as dangerous to her as gin.

Out of wanting to know about future work, Miyano Shiho asked for the first time after the two met for the first time: "Isn't it the same project as you?"

As a newcomer officially working for the organization, now she doesn't know much about the core research content of the organization, and even the members don't know much about it, so it's inevitable that there will be a lot of doubts.

"It's not the same. I'm in charge of other drugs." Facing the other party's question, the man shook his head and replied, "You should have received the research materials of the Miyano couple, right?"

"Yeah." The girl with a rather indifferent expression nodded.

Before Patus had time to continue speaking, the hasty ringing of the phone broke the silence in the corridor.

He first took out his mobile phone from his pocket, stared at the caller ID on the screen, and obviously showed displeasure after seeing the string of numbers clearly.

The man smiled apologetically, walked to the corner of the aisle, and gestured politely: "Sorry, I'm going to answer the phone."

"it's me--"

The call was brief, and Pattus' unabashed perfunctory manner sped up the conversation.He turned around, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, and invited Miyano Shiho: "Suddenly there is something urgent to go out, if you don't mind, do you want to come together?"

"No, what about Gin?" Not really wanting to go together, the girl simply refused, and casually pulled out Gin as a shield.

"Well... just give him a call at a time like this, just say that I went out to meet that person beforehand." The man acted very quickly, and the generous and generous face of the other party opened the phone's address book, and found Qin The wine number was dialed, and the tone was very firm, "Don't worry, he will approve the leave."

The fact is indeed as Patus said, even though Gin still had the same low tone all year round, he quickly gave an affirmative answer to the application of this researcher who looked too young.

It's like his actions are just a notification, not a request for permission.

Obviously, he had already said that the two were not in charge of the same project, but now they were asked to go together, Miyano Shiho couldn't help asking, "Why do you want me to go together?"

"The other party can be regarded as having something to do with my research. It can be used as an observation and study to see if there is no harm."

The man shrugged and walked back to his office, "Wait for me to tidy up a little bit, remember some things don't leak, the other party doesn't know that I am a member of the organization. Of course, this time you are my temporary work place descendants."

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The vehicle eventually stopped in a downtown area.

Changed into casual clothes, Patus, who was obviously much younger in temperament, parked the car, took the elevator from the underground parking lot to the top floor of the mall, and soon found a coffee shop with good traffic.

There, a young man in a slightly stuffy attire waited anxiously.

His expression was gloomy, and he couldn't hide his tiredness, and his slightly messy curly hair curled up unruly under the brim of his hat.When seeing the young man coming, those dead eyes rarely showed a little light.

His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to call something, but in the end he held back, and only whispered his name cautiously until the other party came close.

"Fei Jia..."

Patus perfunctorily raised the corners of his mouth, not intending to sit down, "Well, I'm here."

"Long time no see." The curly-haired young man pulled out a fragile smile, and finally noticed that there was an unknown person behind his lover, and his expression became more and more disturbed.

It seems that he didn't realize how inappropriate it is to bring a stranger of the opposite sex when meeting his lover, or that Patus's behavior was intentional, and he pushed the fault on the other party with sinister intentions.

"Let me introduce, this is a newcomer from my workplace, Miyano Shiho. The boss wants me to familiarize her with the work. This is not a call from you. I really have no choice but to come here immediately."

After this passage, it was simply saying that the outsider came because of the young man's phone call regardless of the occasion, and he was the victim.

The operation of scum is not so disgusting.

"Hello..." The young man who was obviously angry but didn't dare to resist stood up and introduced himself reluctantly, "I'm Osamu Dazai, it's fine to be called Mamoru Miyano."

She had already sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and even made her situation awkward because of Patus's indistinct behavior. The girl just suppressed her inner displeasure, and responded seriously, "Mamoru Miyano... an actor?"

The other party just said vaguely in a bad mood: "That's right, but I don't really want to be."

Although the two of them just met hastily for the first time, Miyano Shiho could sense what kind of feelings this young man who called himself Osamu Dazai had for Patus.And the embarrassment of being at a loss when forced to be in such a situation.

Patus was really not as kind as he appeared on the surface, and his personality was extremely bad.

The Russian youth smiled, not even intending to show any sweet words, nor even the simplest perfunctory, his tone was too impatient, "So, what's the matter this time?"

He still didn't intend to take a seat, obviously he didn't intend to stay here for a long time, so that the young man who stood up out of politeness didn't know what to do.

"It's nothing, I just miss you a little bit." Dazai Osamu clenched his sleeves tightly, like a humble little character who fell into the dust in a relationship, his voice was so weak that he could hardly hear it, and even his tone was choked with sobs, " Recently, you have become more and more indifferent to me, did I do something wrong?"

"It's not the problem, it's just that we can't go on like this anymore." Facing his lover's aggrieved look, Fyodor didn't show anything, and his words became more and more excessive.

"Can't continue...?" The young man's face turned pale, as if he was having trouble breathing, his hands tightly clutched the clothes on his chest, tears kept rolling in his eyes, and tremblingly said: "Fei Jia, this is What do you mean? I can correct anything I did wrong, please don’t do this.”

Miyano Shiho, who was forced to watch this kind of drama, felt out of his wits for a while.

She originally thought that Patus was going to introduce some other related researchers to her. Why did she develop into the current situation, staged a relationship dispute with an entertainer in a commercial building with people coming and going?

Could it be that the purpose of bringing myself here is to break up justifiably?

What's the matter with this man? ? ?

However, things didn't go the way she expected.After those overly perfunctory and indifferent performances, Patus suddenly put on the appearance of a peerless boyfriend, and he didn't mind his abrupt behavior. He reached out and stroked the other's cheek with a concerned tone.

"With your current status, it is very difficult to continue to maintain it? Have you not slept well for a long time?"

The young man blushed, trying to cover up his previous paleness due to the heavy blow, and automatically completed the logic of the other party's actions, thinking that it was just the lover simply scaring him.

He squeezed his lips tightly, "I guess..."

As if he had received some satisfactory answer, Patus's purple-red eyes were dimmed, and the complex emotions hidden in the depths became more and more intense.

"Don't put your attitude so lowly, it's not suitable for you." He deliberately leaned into the young man's ear, his tone was too affectionate, as if he was thinking of the other party wholeheartedly, and then he set a sweeter trap with words, "Today Going home at night, there is something I want to talk to Uncle Sen about our future."

Osamu Dazai nodded heavily with red eyes, looking completely appeased, completely forgetting any unhappiness before that.

Obviously not long after we met, Patus, who drove here on purpose, was planning to leave, and lightly placed a kiss on the corner of the other's lips, "I still have something to do, let's go first."

The youth didn't answer.

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Because Patus' behavior was too confusing, Miyano Shiho didn't understand the other party's intentions at all during the period, and only felt that he was accidentally involved in a chaotic emotional scene.

Otherwise, it is really impossible to explain the last kiss and the vague hostility that the young man showed after seeing her.

After the two returned to the underground parking lot again and confirmed that the man had no other plans, the long-haired girl finally couldn't help asking, "Is he your lover?"

"No."

The pale-skinned man sneered, as if he heard something too ridiculous, he couldn't control his expression for a while.

A icy coldness flashed across his eyes, but only for an instant, and Miyano Shiho, who was very sensitive to this kind of breath, changed his expression.

It was a cold aura that felt very similar to gin, but it appeared on Patus without any sign at this moment.

"It's just an experiment. It's necessary to comfort him from time to time, otherwise he might fall into chaos and go out to find some dubious people." The man started the engine and slightly adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror. The elegant tone made people feel more and more ruthless, "There are quite a few people in that circle who have taken a fancy to him. I don't have the habit of using broken products that have been used by others."

Having captured some extremely important content, Miyano Shiho took a deep breath and asked stiffly, "Experimental product?"

"That's right, it's an extremely good experimental product. I don't know if it's because of its strong will, and it has enough drug resistance. Of course, the most important thing is that its face is beautiful, and its personality is tamed enough."

The man smiled and stepped on the gas pedal. The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was too harsh, covering up the slight trace of contempt in his voice.

"For the sake of our organization scientists, it's okay to tell you some things, and it will be convenient for future cooperation."

Patus gracefully picked up a cigarette, and had no intention of lighting it for a long time. He narrated some confidential information in a calm tone that only the top leaders of the organization knew, "Many years ago, there was a Russian A human being participated in an experiment in which his DNA was used to create countless clones, and I was just one of them."

"..."

Suddenly receiving too much information, Miyano Shiho's expression became more and more rigid, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Patus is actually a clone... so who is the source of its genes?What role does it play in this?

"The experiment was finally terminated due to financial reasons. Many experimental products were destroyed, but I managed to escape. After hiding my identity, I came to Japan, and then joined Baijiu Pharmaceutical, and met your parents there."

"However, there is one thing that surprises me. What the organization wants is very similar to the experiment that created me." The man's expression is very nostalgic. It seems that only scientific research can make him mention it. Interested, the sentence paused for a while, "What's more surprising is that before joining the organization, I accidentally ran into a brand new experimental subject created by someone after the project stopped in Russia."

The girl who could barely keep up with the rhythm of the conversation thought of what happened not long ago, and her breathing was slightly stagnant, "Could it be?!"

"Looking at your expression, I should have guessed it."

The youth originally named Fyodor was that brand new experimental subject.Now his identity has been replaced by Patus, which means that the other party may be dead, and even his lover has been taken over by others as an experimental subject for organizing research on drugs.

"..."

"Very angry?" Obviously aware of the anger coming from the co-pilot, the man who was concentrating on driving smiled, as if he didn't feel that his behavior was too much, and he could even joke about these things.

The girl who had just officially joined the organization glared at him, "Of course, experimenting with living people──"

"There are people like you in the organization, Miss Shirley, it's not okay to go on like this." Patus just shook his head, not offended by the other party's attitude, but reminded him earnestly.

"What do you mean?"

"Those useless moral values, it's better to abandon them as soon as possible, or you can choose to compromise. There is no need for these in the organization."

The man's tone was rare and serious, and the words twisted and turned in his throat several times before he finally uttered, "If you let the contradictions simmer in your heart a little bit, they will accumulate and pile up. One day, you will lose your place here."

"..."

I have to admit that from the perspective of an organization member, this is indeed very pertinent advice.

It is not easy to leave the organization. Those grassroots members who do not even have a code name often face the risk of being wiped out after leaving, let alone these high-level members who have a code name.Since it is impossible to leave from the darkness, the only choice I have is to compromise, it is better to adapt to everything here as soon as possible.

From the perspective of Raskolnikov's character, this is the most kindness he can give to the daughter of a former colleague.

"His boyfriend, I asked the organization to help deal with the corpse. Because we are also clones and have exactly the same appearance, as long as we minimize the number of times we meet with familiar people, I can easily replace them."

Instead of continuing the advice just now, the man returned to the previous topic, briefly explaining why his behavior was allowed by Gin.

"In this way, maybe the person behind the experiment will be caught, and it will also speed up the progress of my research. That gentleman also agreed."

Knowing that she was helpless in the face of the current situation of the organization, the girl closed her eyes, recalled Osamu Dazai she met not long ago, and said in a low voice: "His mental state is very poor, and he is already vulnerable to a single blow. , the consequences would be disastrous."

However, from an organizational point of view, there is no way around this.It's a little troublesome that the other party is a public figure, but keeping it is a hidden danger after all, and the only way to solve it is to get rid of it.

"Compared to the unaesthetic method of shooting, it's better to let me use the waste and squeeze out all his use value." When it comes to his most satisfactory experimental product so far, Patus obviously has a lot to talk about. In terms of content, his tone was still full of meaning, and his expression was pitiful, "It's almost reached the limit now."

"What is the effect of that medicine?" Realizing that Osamu Dazai's current state is due to taking the medicine studied by Patus, the tea-haired girl asked with complicated emotions.

"I don't know. Before this, the experimental subjects were only mice, and the specific manifestation was that the desire to reproduce suddenly skyrocketed. Many failed to survive this stage, kept crashing into the cage, and finally died suddenly. Those who survived this stage also Will die of organ failure after a while." The man shook his head with a cold expression, but the words he blurted out were so cold-blooded that it was chilling.

"It should be a matter of dosage, or is it that the effect of the drug on the human body is somewhat different from that of a mouse. He doesn't seem to feel pain at all, or the sensation is confused, and he doesn't feel it when he is pierced by a sharp object without anesthesia. It hurts more than any whore I ever saw in St. Petersburg."

"..."

Miyano Shiho's breathing became heavier suddenly, and the cold gradually spread from his fingertips.Her face was pale, and she stared at the profile of Patus who was busy driving, as if she couldn't believe that such an elegant young man could have such a crazy demon inside.

Even if the other party's words were cryptic enough, she could still understand some of the hidden content.

That young man was so vulnerable, not only because of the drug, but also because he was tortured both mentally and physically. The culprit was obviously this man who didn't treat him as a human being at all.

Patus raised the corners of his mouth again, as if recalling some disgusting content, and his eyes showed excitement, "It's also thanks to the fact that this identity is his boyfriend, and it's the one approved by both parents. It is much more convenient, no one will doubt it at all. But what a pity, it still failed this time, those fresh wounds show no signs of healing, what step went wrong..."

"you……"

"No wonder I didn't dare to shoot the parts that need to be exposed when I read his works recently. If I can't avoid it, I will find a substitute." The man who was completely excited didn't care about the anger of the girl on the co-pilot, and was still talking to himself , "It seems that after the effect of the medicine wears off, he is still a little self-aware."

Probably because the atmosphere in the car was too silent, the Russian man who slowly stopped the car at the intersection and waited for the green light to turn on finally realized that Miyano Shiho was wrong.

He sighed slowly, and casually threw the unlit cigarette into the ashtray, "Is it hard to accept?"

"..."

The other party just kept silent.

In desperation, Patus could only rub his forehead, and put on the senior's mask again, "You still don't understand what darkness is. The organization has raised you too innocently, so you can't accept it."

Considering that the other party is still young, he was able to officially join the organization because he completed his studies ahead of schedule, but he is still a minor in essence.

The man thought over and over again, and promised: "Don't worry, when the drug you are in charge of research needs human experiments, I will apply to that gentleman, and try to select as many people as possible for the organization to get rid of."

"Since you are also a member of the organization, such a result is always acceptable, right?"

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On the other hand, after the overly hasty and perfunctory meeting ended, Shuji Tsushima immediately dropped the disguise of being a poor and insane little girl, and left the coffee shop with joyful steps.

He deliberately chose this commercial building as the meeting place. Apart from running the plot, another reason is that he and Sakunosuke Oda also made an appointment to meet here, but it was in another shop specializing in curry.

[Private chat with "Spicy Curry Again"]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I'm here

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Odasaku, what table are you at?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hey, why are you ignoring me?

Another Spicy Curry: Dazai

Another spicy curry: NO.11 table, I see you.

……

"Ah, Odasaku, long time no see."

The young man closed the chat interface, smiled and waved his hand.

He quickly came to the side of his friend who went out alone on the weekend, looked at the red-haired man with dull eyes with his hands on his chin, and sighed, "I'm so surprised, you actually showed such a distressed expression."

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback for a moment, put down the spoon he was clenched in his hand, and moved his eyes from the cold spicy curry to Shuji Tsushima's face, "Is it obvious?"

"Well, super obvious!"

The young man nodded frantically, scooped up his share of non-spicy curry, secretly used retrograde to help both of them go back in time, brought the food on the plate back to the state just out of the pot, gestured with a spoon and complained at the same time: "The hairs of the soul are drooping."

"Is that so." The man in the red square raised his free hand and touched the top of his head.

He has indeed been in a difficult situation recently. To exaggerate, he is standing in front of a fork in the road of life.It's just that compared to when he was hesitant to wash his hands in the golden basin, now he lacks a suitable guide, so that he is lost.

"I know what you're thinking about." Shuji Tsushima cleared his throat with a rare serious expression, "I can only say that I don't mind what Odasaku has been worrying about, and it won't damage our friendship. But you won't take it."

"Ah."

Oda Sakunosuke expressed his understanding. He is very clear about this issue. The friendship between the rogue faction is not something so fragile that it cannot withstand wind and rain, nor can it be measured by money.

The only problem is that Osamu Dazai really gave too much, so much that he can't pay back anything.

"For ordinary people, it is unimaginable for a lifetime to put a real estate with a market value of nearly 20 billion. Not to mention the honor to introduce their tuition fees, that is a lot of money. You have paid too much .”

The red-haired man sighed slightly, obviously having a headache for his current state, unable to accept all this with peace of mind.

The reason why he didn't deliberately mention this point in the past two years is entirely because the amount of gifts from his friends is too large, and he is no longer able to repay it.Before that, he also thought of other ways, but it was too unreliable to expect to become famous with his own novel one day.

The more I think like this, the more pressure I put on myself, and it is difficult to concentrate on creating anything.

"For Melles, this is not worth mentioning at all, let alone I am still an administrator." Shuji Tsushima's tone was quite aggrieved, like a deflated ball slowly laying on the table, muttering softly , "Oda is worth it."

He is a model who happily throws money for his big life, but is preached by big life himself.

I don't know how much disapproval Oda Sakunosuke will show if he knows the total price of his house full of Oda Sakuya in this world.

"Two days ago, Supervisor Platinum came looking for me."

It is rare that Oda Sakunosuke did not focus on being a listener as usual, taking over what his friends said, but took the initiative to start the topic by himself.

"He said that someone he knew in the United States asked him if anyone knew me in the Japanese basketball world. There were photos of me playing in the email."

The curly-haired young man with a complicated expression raised his head moaning, and looked at the expressionless red-haired man through the gap of bangs covering his eyes.

"Well……"

"It turned out that the gym I was invited to when I was traveling was all active NBA players who played with me."

The problem is, it was ridiculous for him to win at the time.

Even though he knew the situation at that time, Shuji Tsushima still felt a subtle desire to complain, "It goes without saying, Odasaku, you are serious."

"The salary in the NBA is very high. If you can go, maybe you can pay it off in a few years." The man hesitated a little, denying himself: "But I don't think I have that ability."

Now that I am just a middle school physical education teacher, I am an ordinary person. When I was suddenly told that I have the qualifications to go to the highest hall of basketball competitions, my first reaction must be unbelievable.

"You can be more confident in this regard, Odasaku."

Shuji Tsushima raised his head with empty eyes, with an overly complicated expression on his face, and said dryly: "Your self-perception is too biased, although you really don't care about it, but if Oda Tsukuru is a black hand at the port It is very simple to show your true strength when you are in the party, and it is very easy to become the top five cadres."

Considering that my friend has no interest in the position of the five major cadres of the port mafia, having that position also indicates that he must continue to kill people, so he quickly changed the subject this year, "What's more, didn't they already come to the door on their own initiative? But considering Considering various factors, Odasaku should have received a ten-day short contract, right?"

"Indeed." The man replied truthfully.

"The first official game in life will be played on the highest stage. If you perform well, you can stay and sign a new contract." Shuji Tsushima took the initiative to analyze the pros and cons, "The children also have money to hire special Besides, there is still an offseason, and it’s not that he can’t continue writing novels, so Oda Saku must have been shaken.”

"Ah."

"Then why are you still hesitating?"

"Some can't let go of those children."

"You mean the generation of miracles?"

"The atmosphere in the team is very strange recently. It always feels like something is going to happen." The red-haired man nodded heavily, his expression rarely showing seriousness.

The topic of the two returned to the main point, and in a very short period of time, they successfully found the reason for Oda Sakunosuke's hesitation.

In the final analysis, it was because I couldn't let go of my responsibilities as a teacher.

"That's right. After winning the second consecutive championship in the whole middle school, it's time for the miracle to collapse. It feels very depressing to watch comics and dramas. Odasaku is now the coach of the first army, so you can feel it more clearly." Shuji Tsushima frowned and sighed slowly.

The reason why he was not happy to see this kind of development before was entirely because of the small thought that some things he likes should be well hidden.

Once Oda Sakunosuke becomes a well-known celebrity, then "Oda Saku", a limited title that originally belonged to the rogue faction, is likely to become the nickname given to him by fans in this world. There is always a kind of grievance that a beloved treasure is taken away feel.

He doesn't say anything about those fan works, and his lover will also take care of his emotions in this regard. He has been calling him Mr. Oda for so long, avoiding that special nickname.

Temporarily dispelling the unhappiness in his heart, Shuji Tsushima blinked and said for the sake of a brighter future for his friend: "Then what should we do? Oda Saku has reached the peak age of a player, and delaying it will be harmful to your development." Not good, do you want to wait until Miracle graduates?"

The red-haired man sitting opposite pondered for a while, but the two dull hairs on the top of his head still showed no signs of returning to their original state.

"I'm still thinking about it."

"Ah, why don't you listen to your students' opinions?" Seeing a green dot with a familiar name appear on the small map, Shuji Tsushima made a pause gesture, "There just happened to be a kid shopping nearby."