I am a writer in the world of sorcery

When the white-haired man approached, Dazai was really taken aback. After all, no one dared to treat him like this in Mafia before. Although Mori Ogai has strange hobbies, he actually has a good sense of distance. As for Nakahara Chuya, except for missions The two were covered in injuries, stumbled and dragged each other to the stronghold, but there was actually no physical contact.

Osamu Dazai bent his knees, opened the distance without any trace, and then said with a smile: "The smell of sandalwood?"

Wujo Wu is a game bug in every sense, he thought, according to the optimal solution in terms of strategy, being a good student is a shortcut right now, and he has no plans to challenge Wujo Wu for a while, especially if Wujo Wu Wu knew that he had something to do with the Curse Master.

So before returning to the high school, he specially did the finishing work. With his experience in dealing with the military and police in the past, he can be 100% sure that he did not miss anything. Even if the murder scene was left there without any cover, he would not be suspected.

Not to mention leaving obvious clues like smell.

Although he also suffered in Mafia because of his ignorant supernatural power, Gojo Satoru... Dazai Osamu rested his elbow on his knee, tapped his forehead lightly with the tip of his index finger, thoughtfully.

[People cannot recognize things beyond their own dimensions, just like two-dimensional creatures can never imagine the three-dimensional world, so the difference between me and him is probably the difference between humans and dogs. ]

[I can’t understand, I can’t understand at all, maybe Zhong also can resonate with him, go back and let the slug also sniff the mission site. ]

Although the omission was discovered, Dazai Osamu did not panic at all when he was caught, and even planned some fun in his heart. His expression did not change, and he said calmly: "It probably smells like a cat."

As he spoke, he waved at the puppet cat: "Come here."

Gojo Satoru: "...Huh?"

This time it is true, but he has never seen a few curse spirits that can smell of sandalwood. They say it is sandalwood, but in fact it is more like being marinated in incense for a long time. He held the cat's front paw Looking at it, the eyes are not fixed on the puppet cat.

Xia Youjie was horrified by Gojo Wu's six eyes, and he suffocated for a while.

"This cat's eyes are so small." Wujo Wu suddenly said, "It's not as big as mine. Curse spirits usually have a few more rows of eyes. Why do you do it the other way around?"

Are you polite?Xia Youjie looked peaceful, but he knew that the matter was over, Wutiao Wu's character was very cat-like, and he would quickly lose interest once he learned the truth. Quickly moved to another place.

very messy.

Osamu Dazai's room was completely different from the last time he came. Everything was turned out and placed on the surface, and only the bottom of the canned crab meat was thrown on the bedside.

It's not that Dazai has poor living habits, but that the owner doesn't seem to have any awareness of returning things to their original places.

Wow, Gojo Satoru was secretly amazed for a moment, but he also understood how this habit was developed-according to Nanami's guess, Dazai Zhiji's family was in decline, and he was served by servants when he went in and out. He lived in a spacious Chinese mansion since he was a child. Maybe Osamu Dazai is still the favored youngest son in the family.

Thinking about it this way, for Dazai, the wooden bed is indeed too crude. Before he entered the high school, the Gojo family redecorated his dormitory, so that Xia Youjie almost went to the wrong room for the first time. Keep your eyes as wide as he is.

No wonder this kid has no energy at all all day long.

After thinking about it, he made a decision: "Zhi, let's take you out to play tomorrow."

Gojo Satoru thought as soon as he came out, and in the blink of an eye, he even arranged the travel itinerary: "How about going surfing? I'll report to Principal Noctua that I have work to do, and I will let Yidizhi find me someone to go to Kanagawa to get rid of it." The mission of the curse spirit."

Osamu Dazai blinked, then pulled the corner of his mouth subtly.

Kanagawa?

The strongest in the world of conjuration is too idle to be a teacher, so why not go out with the students?

——In an instant, he quickly replayed everything he did during this period of time in his mind, but he still couldn't find the problem, but these days he became more and more aware that Gojo Satoru could not be guessed by common sense, maybe it was like this time Tan The fragrance is the same.

So there was an incident in Kanagawa that might be related to him?But there is no evidence, and he needs to be brought over to observe his reaction, and then use various means to dig out a confession?

He has mastered this method in the torture room of the port mafia, and has developed countless different tricks. Even he did not expect that one day, this method will be his turn...?

But Kanagawa was too far away from Tokyo, and his information was limited, so he didn't know what Gojo Satoru had discovered right now.

"Just the two of us?" he asked softly.

"That's right." Gojo Satoru pulled back the blindfold and covered his eyes: "Does Zhi still want to call someone else?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head inexplicably: "No need."

Ordinary people are suspected by Wujo Satoru, and the normal reaction is to pack up their bags and run away. Even if they can get better, they will inevitably fall into panic, but Dazai Osamu only tasted a novelty that he had never experienced before, even boredom. Excessive life has more color.

If Zhong Yuan Zhong knew about it, he would probably show an unbelievable expression—huh?no?Is there really anyone going to goad that mackerel in this regard?

According to his experience in dealing with Osamu Dazai, the best way to avoid being listed as a key focus by this person is to make him feel bored at the first glance, even if he is disgusted and irritable. He regretted more than once why he kicked Dazai so much at that time Zhi kicked, I knew that he was like the group of wastes from the GSS organization, pretended to tremble twice, and then called Mr. Dazai tremblingly.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows high.

Under the vision of Six Eyes, the changes in Osamu Dazai's body functions showed that he was very interested in skipping school and going on a trip, but he could also feel that there was a lot of resistance mixed with that interest, and finally he was anxious in a very contradictory way. state.

With Gojo Satoru's way of thinking, he never considered the possibility that he would be hated from the beginning to the end, but only wondered if his students had any requests, and he was embarrassed to mention them.

Just be confident.

Just as he was about to ask a few questions, he heard Dazai say again in that characteristic tone—it was obviously a question sentence, but no matter how he heard it, he said in a very firm voice: "Mr. Wujo, you can see the restraints on my body, right?"

The white-haired conjurer was blindfolded, covering half of his face, and he seemed very quiet when he was not speaking.

Osamu Dazai paused, and was about to continue explaining his reasons. He was used to speaking in a winding, layer-by-layer manner, but Gojo Satoru obviously exceeded his expectations once again.

Gojo Satoru nodded bluntly: "Of course."

"You also know?" Wujo Wu's tone was full of surprise: "Didn't you gradually become able to see the curse spirit recently, so I deliberately looked through the ancient books, logically speaking, you shouldn't have discovered these constraints, right?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

The reason why he was able to see the curse spirit was because the integration of the world had deepened. He was inexplicably agitated for a while, and he simply didn't explain the ins and outs, and asked straightforwardly: "Can you help me release these constraints?"

Gojo Satoru propped his chin, and answered in distress like JK: "It is possible, but it is very troublesome and unnecessary."

For him, issues related to spells are like Dazai's grasp of people's hearts and layout, and there is no difficulty in dealing with them, but they are also lazy in exactly the same way.

——The perfect ending never falls from the sky, it must be promoted by human beings, once you get yourself involved, you have to work if you don’t want to work.

Seeing Dazai's expression, Gojo Satoru tried to give him some common sense: "You have an extremely rare unilateral restraint."

"Extremely rare." He deliberately emphasized again.

"Contracts, like restraints, are products that must be voluntary, and cannot be completed through coercion. I have only seen examples of unilateral restraints in those ancient books that are about to fall apart. It is said that those who impose restraints need to pay a certain price." Gojo Satoru said. With a gesture of quotation marks, he complained: "The price must be very serious."

"One-sided restraint usually cannot be lifted, because its essence is more like a blessing, but it is realized in the form of a curse." He wrapped his fingers around the hair on the side of his face, and said with interest: "The bound people are basically not affected by it." Restriction can also be understood as a harmless curse."

Osamu Dazai: ...

Once again, he deeply believed that conjurers were all neurotics.

Gojo Satoru saw his expression and smiled: "Although I can't understand it, so the bondage on Zhi's body is actually not a curse that absolutely prohibits suicide as you think, but a blessing that I hope you can live well--accurate The one who cast the curse on you does not want you to suffer any harm."

Osamu Dazai frowned inexplicably, as if he was disgusted by the scene described by Gojo Satoru.

He doesn't remember knowing this kind of person at all... Wujo Satoru is talking nonsense about not wanting him to be hurt?

Deliberately disgusting him, forcing him to live, and watching him half-dead, he guessed a dozen reasons before, but if there is a person in this world who does not hesitate to hurt himself and wishes to bless Osamu Dazai——

It’s ridiculous.

Ridiculous enough to make Nakahara laugh at him for a whole year.

"I'm not lying." Gojo Satoru patiently explained to him: "There is only one core of the bondage on you, and the others are insignificant additional conditions, for example, you need a certain amount of love to survive. With your appearance, as long as you go Walking outside, the mood swings of passers-by can meet this condition."

He thought for a while: "I think the purpose of this restraint is just to forbid you to live alone for a long time."

"I've been injured before, so it doesn't make sense, Mr. Wujo."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes halfway, then lowered his head slightly, half of his face was shrouded in shadow, his iris-colored pupils were filled with ice-coldness, and the curvature of his mouth was even more chilling. He paused for several seconds before raising his face again, He gave Gojo Satoru an emotionless smile.

"Ah." Gojo Wu clenched his fist with his left hand, and hammered the palm of his right hand suddenly: "Didn't I say it? One-sided restraint is a growth curse. Every time you are seriously injured, the restraint will strengthen a little bit, and you will be less vulnerable to harm." .”

"If you get mortally wounded a few more times..."

The white-haired conjurer said casually, "I'm afraid I'm the only one who can kill you."