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The parents are angry, and the consequences are very serious.

Xue Jian Weizhi was holding the orange-flavored soda and sucking it up, biting the transparent straw and listening to Fukuzawa Yukichi using the dual weapons of law and ethics to condemn the unscrupulous teachers who did not practice martial arts.

How can children interrupt when adults are talking!It's definitely not that she deliberately didn't help Wutiao teacher.

Gojo Satoru knows that Xue sees Weizhi's gloating, non-provoking and uncomfortable face, and without looking back, he stretches out his hand and rubs the little girl's hair into a chicken coop, so angry that Zhizhi screams.

Touching the head will not grow tall!She is not the Central Plains Chuya who has passed the growth period, Zhizhi still has a lot of altitude to rise in the future!

Vicious man, you are already 1.9 meters!How can you still occupy the breathing space of others?

Eyes above the top are people like Gojo Satoru, and Zhizhi will win No.1 in the World Stilt Championship sooner or later, proudly looking down on his white hair.

"You little brat who is making trouble for me." Gojo Satoru hung up the phone, and he took his windbreaker that had been kneaded into pickles from Yukimi Weie's arms, and put it on his arm, "I'll go to the Supernatural Secret Service Section , and take you back to the Armed Detective Agency by the way."

When he took the coat away, Xue saw Weizhi knew what Gojo Satoru was going to do, she let go of her hand cooperatively, and didn't hold on to the clothes anymore.

The girl hugged the white-haired and blue-eyed cat doll in her arms, and lowered her head habitually.

The blindingly white back of the neck was exposed to the man's gaze.

The messy and scattered black hair did not serve as a cover, and the contrast of the contrasting color made the exposed skin white as jade.However, the leather collar was stuck somewhere, and the hidden hint was like a feather scratching the mouth lightly, itching, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The subtle fusion of morbid beauty and weak posture makes people feel sadistic for no reason.Gojo Satoru could cover the entire nape of her neck as soon as he stretched out his hand, like pinching the most fragile soft flesh of a kitten. The person who was pinched under the wrist could only look at him helplessly, with a little bewilderment on his beautiful face.

Just an illusion.

The black rose climbing on the skin in memory coincides with the picture in front of me, and the deadly fangs are hidden under the beauty.This sickly and fragile body contained the power that seemed to collapse down like a volcano, the gray sky lit up with a scorching red, and the entire plateau was burned to the point that no grass could grow.

"Teacher Wutiao?" Xuejian Weizhi urged strangely, "What's the matter? Are we still leaving?"

She has all the postures set up, whether you want to carry the summary or carry it, she will listen to you.

Gojo Satoru shook hands in the air, feeling a little helpless.

Name and criticize Xue Jian's dressing taste again.Is it because the college uniforms are not fashionable enough or JK is not light and simple enough?Is it careless to wear a backless skirt when fighting with others?

Zhizhi doesn't think there is a problem with herself, but wearing a school uniform and dancing waltzes is the serious problem. How can ordinary people easily question her extraordinary taste!

Jia Ruozi stood beside me with a face of nothing to do with me and said nothing.

It's rare for Gojo Satoru to be so embarrassed because of clothing, and she thought that this person never cared about these details.

"Come up." Gojo Satoru squatted down with his back facing Yukimi Mie, "Come over with your back."

"Eh?" It's not carrying or carrying?Xue Jian Weizhi's eyes lit up.

If she could, she would also like to use a more comfortable posture. She was always carried around like a cat, and she lost all face as an envoy of justice.

Zhizhi climbed up Gojo Wu's back, and put his arms around the man's neck without any politeness.

Wuhu!She is now a head taller than Wujo Wu!

"Don't move around." Gojo Satoru warned the inexplicably happy little girl on his back, his hand rested on Yukimi Mie's ankle, and his fiery palm firmly pressed her on her back.

Gojo Satoru from squatting down to standing up, Yukimi Mie’s field of vision goes from 1.2 meters straight up to 1.9 meters, just like the moment when the front of the roller coaster rises to the highest point and stops still, standing at the highest point of the playground and breathing It is full of cold and fresh air from high places.

This is 1.9 meters of air!Extraordinary!

"It's so high." She was so happy, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously, and she put her head on top of Wujo Wu's.

Wuwu actually has cats to lick. Is today a good day for the coming of the true god?

Yukimi Mie would get carried away when she was happy.She is addicted to the emotion called happiness. Unlike others who will deliberately restrain their smiles, she is the type who can overdraw happiness to the peak at one time.

It doesn't matter even if this card is abolished later, right now, at this moment, at this moment, she must enjoy it thoroughly!

"Gululu, I'm so obedient." Xuejian Weizhi arched a small tuft of soft white hair with the tip of her nose, half of her face was buried happily in the fluff.

Wu Meow was lying in Yukimi Mie's pocket, and the word obedient was obviously not calling it, the little cat rolled its big eyes, snorted and turned its head away.

The main body actually competed with Mao Mao for the position. (The eyes of the kitten condemning.jpg)

This is the second time that Zhizhi has licked five cats.Last time, she used her superb cat-stroking skills to make Gojo Wu drowsy, so she just flipped off her shirt and exposed her belly for Zhizhi to suck.

Mao Mao's fur belly is chubby, soft and warm, and it will only make people call it cute when being hugged and sucked by a little girl.

If Mao Mao is replaced by a handsome man with strong and thin abs, a mermaid line that spreads downwards and half-covered, and a figure so good that he can be surrounded by crowds of people when he wears a sack and walks on the street, things may be difficult to end.

Fortunately, Yukimi Mie restrained herself!Stopping the loss in time protected Gojo Satoru's dignity as a teacher.

Afterwards, Zhizhi also felt a little bit regretful. It is super fulfilling to let a proud and expensive big cat take the initiative to come over. He didn’t really make the five enlightened bald by relying on the remaining conscience and sustainability. The allure of development.

look!Isn't there a second chance?

Gojo Satoru has a sweet smell all year round, like a cream cake sprinkled with icing sugar, the symbol of a sweet tooth is clearly revealed.

Compared with his identity and age, such details are simply cute.

People in the world always ask adults to be calm and generous, to like neat and rigid suits and unsweetened black coffee, not to chase sweetness and softness like a child, and always You must maintain your dignity as an adult.

Gojo Satoru didn't take these things seriously at all.

He can sit in an online celebrity dessert shop where pink and tender high school girls are all selfies and eat strawberry cakes without changing his face, or he can fight tit-for-tat with children for the last Xi Jiufu.

When he doesn't want to write a self-criticism, he is more proficient at playing tricks than the delinquent boy who escaped from the dean's office. His sticky and coquettish ability makes the manager of the cat cafe sell lust and earn canned fish.

It's really cute.So tall, with an extremely oppressive figure, with a sharp and handsome face and a powerful and dazzling power that makes the enemy cry for mercy - can such a person be so cute?

"Hey, so cute." The little girl murmured softly, buried in the soft white hair, refusing to raise her head.

She hates teleportation a bit, why so fast?Wouldn't it be better to simply take the train?

In the blink of an eye, he was downstairs at the detective agency. Gojo Satoru let go of Yukimi Mie's ankle, but the girl on his back didn't jump off immediately.

"Zhizhi?" Gojo Satoru lightly pushed her chin with his head.

There was no hint of urgency in his voice, Xue Jian Weizhi's hand wrapped around Wu Tiao Wu's neck refused to move.

A cat sucker sucks a cat soul, a cat sucker is a master, Zhizhi will never easily let go of the kitten delivered to her door——

Gojo Gojo had no choice but to carry the rascal on his back, and continued to walk in with her on his back: "At most, go to the gate of the detective agency, otherwise you can't blame me for being punished by Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Hmm." Xuejian Weizhi nodded indiscriminately, thinking about whether Xiao Mi was sleeping on the sofa of the detective agency today while addicted to sucking cats.

She has a lot of cats that she can suck, and when the five cats are gone, there is also the authentic cat, Xiaomi. If Xiaomi is not in Dazai Maomao, she can make a living.

Wu Meow Dead Fisheye: How many little darlings do you have?

Yukimi Mie didn't know that Osamu Dazai retrieved a real big cat for her.

Atsushi Nakajima rushed into the elevator door at the last second when the elevator door closed. The part-time job boy breathed a sigh of relief, and only found someone in the elevator when he stood up straight.

Wow, is it too high?Atsushi Nakajima looked away, not daring to look any further.

Boys have a long-standing attitude towards height competition. The feeling of being squeezed by the side of 1.9 meters makes the young man heartbroken. He decides to spend the money he saved on tea and rice to buy milk.

Boy, whether drinking milk is useful or not varies from person to person. Didn’t you see that Zhongyuan Zhong also drank three glasses of milk every day, and he didn’t grow a micron?

Nakajima Atsushi wanted to press the button to go to the detective agency floor, but found that the button light was on.

"Are the two of you the clients entrusted by the detective agency?" He cheered up immediately, "Good morning, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Huh?" Seeing Weizhi raised her head from the hair, Xue saw, "I haven't seen you before."

What?Is it a regular customer?Atsushi Nakajima rubbed his head: "I'm a new member, and I'm mainly responsible for doing odd jobs."

In the detective agency, doing miscellaneous work is equivalent to helping Edogawa run errands and being tossed by Osamu Dazai.

I get it, it's a poor newcomer.Xue Jian Weizhi is clear.

"Don't worry." Zhizhi, a senior employee, comforted the newcomer, "As long as you don't eat the poisonous mushrooms given by Zhijun, working in the detective agency will not be life-threatening. Maybe you have entered Dr. Yosano's office? Great, You must understand why our detective agency does not need to buy insurance for employees, right?"

That's very understandable. Thinking of Dr. Yosano's buzzing chainsaw, Atsushi Nakajima shuddered.

He came back to his senses: "Are you Ms. Xuejian? You are right. Mr. Dazai said that you will come back today. You are indeed Mr. Dazai."

Zhizhi looked at Atsushi Nakajima with pity.

Could this unlucky child be Dazai Osamu's new younger brother?Does he know how his senior brother named Akutagawa Ryunosuke lived in dire straits?

Shimen is unfortunate.

With compassion in mind, Xuejian Weizhi taught Atsushi Nakajima a few survival tips for the detective agency.

First, don't go shopping with Dr. Yosano.Your feet will be crippled, your hands will be broken, and your body will be sent to the operating room.

Second, except for the time when the salary is paid at the end of the month, eating with Xianzhi must be AA.In the same way, if you deeply resent the owner of a certain buffet restaurant, boldly take Kenji to the scene, and the other party will cry and call you Dad.

Third, don't be afraid to arrive late and leave early.Did you come later than Osamu Dazai?Did you leave earlier than Osamu Dazai?If not, don't be afraid, someone will stick to the bottom line of deducting wages for you.

Atsushi Nakajima went from being confused to being enlightened, only one elevator away.

"Thank you for your reminder, Ms. Xue Jian, I fully understand." Atsushi Nakajima nodded, he hesitated to speak, "Did you hurt your leg?"

Being carried behind that man's back all the time, did he come to see Dr. Xie Ye for treatment?

"No." Zhizhi rubbed his calf blankly, "I haven't done anything wrong, why should I have my leg broken?"

"Here we are." Gojo Satoru, who had been silent all this time, said, standing at the gate of the detective agency, he didn't intend to squat down to let Yukimi Mie come down, but just handed back a hand.

Xuejian Weizhi handed Gojo Satoru his hand, the other hand grabbed his shoulder, and the man pulled him to hold him up.

The movements of the two were smooth and swift. In the blink of an eye, Atsushi Nakajima saw the girl on Gojo Satoru's back being held by him with one hand and pressed on his shoulder with the other. Another hand at the waist.

"Hey." Zhizhi landed safely, and the hand holding her waist was also released.

Rebreathing the air at 1.6 meters, Zhizhi jumped on the ground twice, then turned to push the door of the detective agency.

At some point, the black-haired young man leaning against the door frame and Yukimi Mie took a positive look, and he raised his hand to say hello: "Zhizhi, Dun-jun. And this... Wutiao-kun."

Osamu Dazai smiled and beckoned Yukimi Mie to come in, and at the same time said to Gojo Satoru, "The farming chief of the Supernatural Secret Service Division has been waiting for you for a long time, go quickly."

Go away, don't send.