Goujuan is also helping her boyfriend pick up his arm today

In Côte d'Ivoire, the weather was still over 30 degrees. When Yoshino Junpei entered the hotel with a sandwich, he felt so hot that his skin had peeled off.

Hyakkimaru was still sleeping, and the prosthesis was thrown all over the floor. Yoshino Junpei sighed, and bent over to pick it up. As soon as his palm touched it, he couldn't help but "hiss": "It's so hot..."

They had just returned from their mission, and in the scorching [-]-degree weather, they chased a first-level curse spirit and hacked down half a street. Yoshino Junpei was saved from being listed on the day because he hurriedly paid the bill before attracting spectators. A comedy situation for news headlines.With a wry smile, Yoshino picked up the metal prosthesis that was still hot, carefully placed it next to the sandwich, and took out the burn ointment.

Metal is like a soldering iron after unreserved exposure to the sun. After Hyakkimaru wiped out the first-level curse spirit, Yoshino Junpei just put away the 'Yodotsuki' who was supporting the jungler, and saw the reliable melee boss fell into the water The cat in the house, the one with fried hair started to hop around, and finally, under the dumbfounded gaze of Yoshino Junpei, this handsome conjurer who just exorcised the curse spirit simply and neatly threw off all the prosthetic limbs, just like a cat finally After shaking off the water droplets from his hair, he comfortably lay down on the spot holding the mobile phone that has not been returned so far.

— fell asleep!

God knows how he, a mage who has just been exposed to spells for less than a month, is carrying a hakkimaru big cat that looks thin but is actually solid, so that the poor 'Yodoyue' wraps the hot metal arm ( He could see that the water was steaming!) Against the eyes of the onlookers, he finally found a hotel where he could sleep with his incomplete English.

So there was the previous scene.

Yoshino Junpei took out the prepared ice cubes from the refrigerator and placed them on the side of the metal prosthetic for physical cooling, before stepping on his feet to the side of Hyakkimaru who was sleeping unconscious with his head buried in the futon.Their time difference has traveled across the ocean with nine bends and eighteen bends, and they have never been on the right track once.They flew from So/Nia/Ya for more than seven hours at [-]:[-] in the morning, and landed at [-]:[-] in the morning. After Yoshino Junpei landed, he received a call from the local "window", hoping that they would go to the hospital to exorcise the first-level curse spirit as soon as possible. , Yoshino Junpei opened the task list with huge dark circles under his eyes, and found that this was just an insignificant part of countless tasks.The local conjurer's association didn't give them any time to hesitate, and drove the car at a fast speed and threw the two drowsy cubs to the hospital. The fighting skills that penetrated into the bones prevented the duo who went abroad to overturn miserably in the first mission, and were sent back by international friends as unreliable and seriously injured within half a month.

However, given their current situation in the magic world of Japan/Japan, they may die on the road in an 'extremely unfortunate' way without being sent back.

Yoshino Junpei yawned. He was still able to clear his mind under the torment of jet lag for the time being, knowing that he could not use the sky as a cover and the ground as a seat, and fell asleep like Hyakkimaru in the hospital square.But Hyakkimaru has no common sense at all. In his opinion, there are no other people in the account, only "partners", so it is an environment where he can sleep peacefully.But Yoshino Junpei can't do it!He'll be drained if he keeps sleeping with the bill on!

He yawned again, and sat beside Hyakkimaru with sleepy eyes, struggling between falling asleep immediately and administering the medicine to Hyakkimaru, and finally he held his breath and supported Hyakkimaru's leg—fortunately, it was not covered by a metal prosthesis Burnt, just a little red - after applying the ointment finely, he glanced at the mobile phone next to Hyakkimaru's cheek, and was about to reach out to take back the mobile phone that was shut down due to arrears, when Yoshino Junpei's hand was suppressed , It's a hundred ghost pills.

Hyakkimaru, whose eyes were still wrapped in bandages, pressed Yoshino Junpei's arm with his head to hold the phone, opened his mouth and put the phone in his mouth, turned over hard, and lay down with his back to Yoshino Junpei. Once came the sound of even breathing - fell asleep again.

"Really..." Junpei Yoshino, whose cell phone was forcibly confiscated, couldn't help but yawned, and was about to lie down in a drowsy state when the backup cell phone that was specially connected to the "window" of the Magic Association rang!He was clever, first glanced at Hyakkimaru who was still asleep, exhaled, and picked up the phone with his heavy body: "Hello?"

"Hyakkimaru's coordinator!" The voice on the other side was urgent, "There is an unexplained debt at the middle school in Beijie Street! Please bring Hyakkimaru to the exorcism mission as soon as possible!"

Yoshino Junpei opened the task list with his lips pursed, and after browsing through it, he said softly: "But this is not in our task list, sir."

There was chaos on the opposite side, arguing about something in a language he could not understand at all, Yoshino Junpei lowered his eyes, silently pressed the recording button, ready to translate it in the local language when he had time, and communicated with him in Japanese The voice of the person who communicated was very polite, but the impatience could not be concealed, "Please come here! There are no magicians above level [-] in the area! The location is at the school! There are still many innocent people inside. Mr. Conjurer, whose student is here!"

Yoshino Junpei walked to Hyakkimaru who was still asleep, his cheeks flushed from sleep, the other's cheek rubbed against the hard shell of the phone, and there were already light marks on his cheeks, Yoshino Junpei stretched out his hand to touch the blue and black hair under Hyakkimaru's eyes. Wipe it lightly, "But we just solved the curse spirit of the One Foundation, and we haven't adjusted it yet."

"Please! Mister Conjurer!" The voice over there was even more chaotic, and there was even the sound of metal colliding, and Yoshino Junpei could faintly hear the sound of a gun //.

"Where are you?" Yoshino Junpei asked calmly, walked to the table again, touched the metal prosthetic with the back of his hand, and heaved a sigh of relief after feeling that it was no longer hot.

"I'm out of the account, and our officials are trying to break the account!" The official of the Conjuration Association in Côte d'Ivoire explained in a panic. Through the microphone, there was the sound of roaring grenade explosions!

—Are you armed group terrorists?

Use grenades and guns to break the bill!Thank goodness they can think of it!

Yoshino Junpei took a deep breath, and what else to say, the strong voice from the other side penetrated the sound tube again amidst the layer upon layer of riots: "Mr. Conjurer, you are the assistant supervisor of Mr. Hyakkimaru, right?! This is the life of an entire school! They are smaller than you! Do you want Mr. Hyakkimaru to bear so many lives?!"

After the voice fell, there was another booming sound from over there, and there was a faint cry of a woman.

"What do you mean Hyakkimaru bears human life?" Yoshino Junpei's blue veins bulged, Hyakkimaru on the bed had been woken up by his name, and was sullenly poking the phone that had been hung up with the tip of a knife, hoping to 'sleep' in it ''s dog Curlythorn can say "good morning" to him.

But it shouldn't be morning.

After regaining the sense of touch, the nerves of Hyakkimaru's whole body have been unblocked, sleepiness, fatigue, hunger, and fatigue will be faithfully conveyed to the body, and Hyakkimaru can clearly feel the heaviness and inactivity of the body.

So sleepy, so hungry, want to sleep.

—It hurts too.

Hyakkimaru lowered his head and shook his feet, and evenly applied the ointment to the burnt area. It felt cool, but there was still a persistent dull pain.

Yoshino Junpei's chest vibrated with anger, but he saw Hyakkimaru waking up, thinking of Goujuji reminding him of Hyakkimaru's sensitivity to loud sounds and the refractory period after he just regained his sense of touch, he could only try to restrain his voice , let it not be too big, and frightened Hyakkimaru, who was obviously still drowsy: "Don't you feel ashamed when you talk like that? It's not because we helped you deal with the curse spirit in the hospital once, Your brain, which can't even compare to a monkey, thinks that Hyakkimaru is a 'knife' that you can use, right?"

While spitting out a knife, Yoshino Junpei handed a warm sandwich to Hyakkimaru's mouth, feeding this poor sleep-deprived cat who might be a little hypoglycemic. Mr. Oil’s dun dun taught the mouth, without a word of swearing, and crackled and crackled towards the “awe-inspiring” Conjuration Association over there: “This is not among our due obligations and responsibilities. Logically speaking, every mission we do They are all fixed and stipulated by the country’s magic association, and if there are super special circumstances, the Japanese/Japanese magic association will contact us first to add tasks.”

He wiped off the residue from the corners of Hyakkimaru's mouth with a handkerchief, and tidied the bandages around Hyakkimaru's eyes: "By the way, Hyakkimaru is very expensive, and the mission gold for each mission is five figures. You can add this The task is worthless to us."

There was silence for a while, only the sound of the thunderbolt explosion continued, Yoshino Junpei clamped the mobile phone, put the prosthetic leg on the sword of Hyakkimaru, and said in a cold voice: "So please don't say that Hyakkimaru bears human life, this It just makes me sick, this time we help you to carry out the mission, not for free, please make sure to transfer the funds to the account, and remember, we just feel that it is a pity for young lives to leave this world, so go Support, but definitely not carrying any life."

Yoshino Junpei dexterously tied up Hyakkimaru's messy sleeping hair and bundled them into cute little balls, and put the mobile phone that Hyakkimaru had been protecting in his palm into a pocket close to his heart, just like a dog curling a thorn Hugging Hyakkimaru's chest, the farthest yet extremely close: "Hyakkimaru has no time to carry other lives."

Everything about him is connected on the other side.

Hyakkimaru pressed the phone on his heart, stood up, and raised his face to accept the baptism of Yoshino Junpei's sunscreen spray, because Yoshino Junpei shouted "If you don't spray it, go back" under Hyakkimaru's struggling justice fist What should I do if my classmates don't recognize you when you've been tanned to black charcoal!" Afterwards, obediently.

"...Of course, we will pay the commission. At the elite school on North Street, please be quick—" The huge explosion over there made Yoshino Junpei couldn't help but take the phone away.

"...Are you demolishing the house?" Yoshino Junpei couldn't help complaining, Hyakkimaru had already packed up and stood up, waiting for him obediently, Yoshino Junpei could only rub his bloodshot eyes, feeling in his heart: Curse A magician is really not a human job.

On the other side, the dog Curly Thorn was playing with the phone. He didn't wait for the caller ID. He could only put the phone in his heart pocket sullenly. Osamu Dazai stood at the door waiting for him. The black-haired boy glanced at him with unbandaged eyes. He glanced at him, especially cruising around the dark circles under his eyes, before he snorted and said, "Do you know the purpose of the cursed master who was ambushed and killed recently?"

Gou Juanji has already seen the clues, their goal is Baiguiwan, but now they have laid a dense net to ambush him.

Thinking of the scene where the dead Xin Tianyi appeared again, what else does the dog curly spine not know?

Standing on a higher step, Osamu Dazai condescendingly looked down at the pensive dog curly thorn, sorting out his current purpose in his heart. The negotiation with the upper echelons of Tokyo was halfway through before, and the bargaining chips they gave were enough to make that The high-level executives on the side are tempted by the dirty top of the magic world. They have been shaken under certain interests and may bring down the balance of the magic world. Mori Ogai has a good plan. If they win, Port Mafia will enter the magic world completely, enough to have a controllable magic association branch in Yokohama to exorcise the Yokohama curse spirit, and no longer need to send missions to Tokyo regularly.

If it fails, only 'Dazai Osamu' will be paid by Port Mafia. It just so happens that Mori Ogai has begun to fear and is even thinking of ways to drive Dazai Osamu from Port Mafia.

The complete 'best solution'.

However, Osamu Dazai looked at the dog who absorbed the knowledge of 'political//change' with amazing comprehension, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

It's far more interesting than the day-to-day violence in Port Mafia.

"Would you like to have a drink with me?" Osamu Dazai looked at his long-term partner in the future and proposed an invitation: "Just so I can introduce you to your partner for the next negotiation?"

The author has something to say: conspiring to cause trouble, but the house demolition magician who is still abiding by the law is hesitant to drink underage.

Yoshino Junpei, a premium-level master, is indeed a young man who can write countless movie reviews!

My wife and I complained about Junpei: This kid just can't beat a gangster, this mouth is still a philosophical bar, and it is clear and logical, so angry that your blood will flow back.

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Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of Peerless Meng 50 Jian Sui Ying; 5 bottles of Jiang Huo Ru in the past;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!