Bungo Play Guide

The family has just finished a new round of work and walked out of the medical room. It is now summer, and the air in the campus is very good, which also allows her to temporarily isolate herself from the smell of blood. I took a walk in the college, walked and walked, until I reached the gate of the college.

She struggled at the door for a while, still did not smoke, finally sighed, ready to go back to work, as a rare existence in the magic world who can use reverse spells to heal others, home-made nitrates are even rarer than real pandas talent.

Just when she was about to leave, a valuable car rammed over from not far away, and she became interested in it instantly, and she could recognize that it was Gojo Wu's car, but she didn't know why it was driving. Be so unrestrained.

"I see, have you been drinking?" Jia Ruozi thought gloatingly, "Yo, interesting."

In the mood of watching the excitement, Jia Ruozi took a few steps back and stood on the high steps, which was a very safe position, looking at the approaching vehicle from a distance.

"Huh?" Jia Ruozi narrowed his eyes slightly, "It seems that Wu is not driving."

"Oh la la la la—"

"Come on, Slug!!"

"Oh hahahaha——" Dazai Osamu turned the steering wheel to the left with a 'swish—', laughing wildly as if he had lost his mind, "I am the wind——"

Gojo Satoru, the co-pilot, froze his face, clutching the upper armrest on the side of the car with his hands, and tried his best to protect him with his seat belt in such a galloping wild horse.

Gojo Satoru looked at Dazai Osamu who was frantically turning the steering wheel in the driver's seat, his eyes gradually lost focus.

Why on earth can't he think about letting Osamu Dazai touch the steering wheel? It's not so exciting to exorcise ten special magic spirits.

When the car was just ignited and driven in the urban area, Dazai Osamu was still honest, driving the car smoothly and steadily, Gojo Satoru still had the leisure to praise Dazai's driving skills at that time.

After leaving the urban area, the vehicle drove into the suburbs. On the deserted highway, Osamu Dazai began to let himself go.

That was the beginning of Gojo Satoru's nightmare.

The vehicle gradually approached the Tokyo High School of Conjuration, but the speed did not slow down at all. The onlookers were seriously suspicious, and they would reap the rewards later; the two guys who were killed in the car crash saw the car approaching rapidly, and one Shenlong swung its tail and stopped steadily.

Gojo Satoru was the first to get out of the car. The dust raised by the tail of the car did not affect this man who could use the unlimited hanger.

Jiarui Nizi watched helplessly, Gojo Goto pushed open the car door with a bang, with a serious expression on his face, even though he was wearing sunglasses, it didn't prevent her from guessing how deep Gojo Gogo's eyes were.

Just when the family member was wondering what Wujo Wu was doing wrong, Wujo Wu's body froze suddenly, he leaned over and began to vomit.

"Mouth area—"

Ah, motion sickness.

The family nitrate thought gloatingly.

Gojo Satoru, you have today too!

No lower limit can isolate everything, but it cannot stop the superb driving skills of a certain car god.

After Osamu Dazai got out of the car, he felt refreshed: "Ah ~ Nitro, are you going for a walk?"

Yarui Nishizi walked up to Osamu Dazai, and glanced at Wujo Gojo, who was vomiting and diarrhea: "The driving skills are good, next time you may consider taking Xia Youjie for a ride."

Osamu Dazai readily agreed: "Okay."

Gojo Satoru, who finally got rid of the motion sickness, heard the 'evil' suggestion of entering Nitzu. He couldn't help laughing: "Gratia, I agree with your idea a hundred times!"

Looking at Gojo Satoru, who gloated at other people's misfortune, Jia Ruozi expressed his heartfelt emotion: "This is a true friend."

Although the car was not scrapped, such an exciting journey still caused some damage to the car, but Gojo Satoru didn't take it to heart at all. He made a phone call and had the car taken away for repairs.

Osamu Dazai didn't take it here for a long time, he asked Knotaba Yuhito for help, and together they moved back the things they bought, and secretly put the wine bought for Glass on the table in the infirmary for her.

Gojo Satoru did not follow Dazai to rule them, but went with Nitro, and Gojo Satoru described the thrilling journey along the way.

Jia Ruozi looked at Gojo Satoru in amazement: "Why, judging by your aftertaste, do you still want to experience it again?"

"It's actually quite exciting." Gojo Satoru said sincerely, "Next time I should be able to keep up with Dazai's rhythm, and I won't get motion sickness anymore."

"You two, is it true that one family does not enter the other house?" Jia Ruozi shook his head helplessly.

The infirmary is very spacious. After all, Jiarui’s side is overcrowded all the year round, but a large space has been allocated to the Jiarui doctor. Wu Tiaowu walks to the bench and sits down.

After all, Jiarui Nizi has known Wujo Wu for more than ten years. Although he is not as good as the two DKs who can tell what medicine is sold in the other's gourd at a glance, he is still Wujo Wu's good friend.

"You've been following Dazai all the time lately, have you noticed what's going on?" Iyuri Nishiko poured a glass of water for Gojo Satoru.

"Wow——Glass, have you been pretended by someone to be so considerate?" Gojo Satoru ran the train with his mouth full, and took the water glass in his hand.

Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes at him: "Don't be talkative, don't talk if you like to talk."

Gojo Satoru restrained his exaggerated expression, and he slowly raised a finger: "Actually, I have a guess."

"Do you still remember that Mr. Dazai once pledged his spells to many people in the form of magic power?"

Jia Ruozi nodded: "Of course I remember, we found out this matter together."

"That's right." Gojo Satoru gave an affirmative tone, "We all know that the bondage is impossible to lift, but the spell power of Mr. Dazai in his youth has not weakened in the slightest, and it is even growing steadily, especially after the incident in the Juvenile Academy. , I found that Dazai's spell power has increased significantly."

"The spell power mortgaged by Mr. Dazai has never been recovered." Gojo Satoru chuckled, "Even if they want to recover it, those rotten oranges will try their best to stop it. But they are all staring at each other."

Jia Ruozi didn't want to talk about politics|political topics, but focused on what she was most concerned about: "Since it hasn't been recovered, what's the matter with the magic power on Dazai's body?"

"Two possibilities." Gojo Satoru analyzed step by step, "One is that Mr. Dazai's mortgaged spell power is actually a very small part, but according to our investigation, it is unlikely, unless he is as strong as me, But we all know that although Dazai-sensei's magic formula is very buggy, he doesn't have a lot of mana reserves."

"Indeed, although they strictly guard against death, after so many years, you and Jiegai have searched everywhere, and even let you find out that Fu Heisher is not dead."

"Teacher Dazai didn't save him." Gojo Gojo pursed his lips, "I don't know what's the use of that guy, but he secretly rescued him."

Jia Ruozi didn't bother with this point anymore, she thought for a moment and asked, "What about the second possibility?"

Gojo Satoru laughed softly, he took off his sunglasses and played with them in his hands.

"There is another possibility..." Gojo Satoru said slowly and calmly.

"He's not Dazai at all."

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