The Yokohama group pet of heaven's darling

"Damn! You rubbish mackerel! Why are you here?!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped hard on the chest of the curse spirit, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time seeped out from those blue eyes.

Manu Ling turned his head, still refusing to look straight at Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Black curly hair fell down, covering the eyes of the curse spirit.

However, just as he turned his head, the mana spirit saw Oda Sakunosuke who was comforting Dazai Osamu, his eyes showed a bit of envy or sadness, his lips parted slightly, and then slowly closed again.

Let Zhongyuan Zhong also make noise in his ears.

bedside.

Ever since Osamu Dazai felt the memory of the curse spirit, his whole body felt strange. He curled up his body, buried his head in his arms and wept silently.

Seeing this, Oda Sakunosuke hurried forward to comfort his friend.But he didn't know what he could do, the outstretched hand rested on Osamu Dazai's head for a few seconds, and finally he could only comfort and rub his curly black hair.

Osamu Dazai paused, but did not avoid Odasaku.

Xia Youjie saw that one person and one curse spirit were separated, and he couldn't do it right away. He was about to ask Wujo Wu what to do next, but he turned around and found that Wujo Wu had already moved a stool and sat down, still eating in his hand. I don't know when I bought the dessert.

Xia Youjie: ...

"Jie, come and have a bite of Daifuku, it tastes really good~" Wutiao Wuchong waved Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie endured the anger of wanting to beat up his best friend, sat down and took a sip of Dafu, it was not as sweet as imagined, "It tastes good."

"Hey, when will this mission be solved. This curse spirit seems to be an acquaintance of Chuya, can we just destroy it?" Gojo Satoru suddenly said.

Xia Youjie was almost choked to death by Dafu when he heard this, he patted his chest hastily and swallowed.

"Enlightenment! Don't say something that doesn't think through your brain when people are eating." Xia Youjie got up to find a drink.

"I didn't stop thinking." Gojo Satoru muttered softly.

None of the people present seemed to have the dignified atmosphere they had before.

As for why...

Wujo Wu: Because the ability of this curse spirit is also nullified, it has no fighting power at all, and anyone can defeat it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also scolded the curse spirit several times, and found that it didn't respond, just looked in one direction, completely ignoring himself, and suddenly felt discouraged.

He and the leader Zai are both dead, so what's the use of worrying about what's there or what's not?

Moreover, this curse spirit is not the real leader Zai.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who has personally protected the leader Zai for several years in the airtight Hong Kong/Black Building, is also very clear.

This curse spirit only has the appearance of the leader Zai and a part of consciousness.

After all, how could the chance of rebirth be as cheap as wholesale Chinese cabbage?

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking, let go of the foot that had been stepping on the curse spirit, and then flew out of the room and hugged Yuan Wu regardless of what the curse spirit would do.

After feeling the soft comfort of his own cub in his arms, Zhong Yuan finally woke up.

"No, this curse spirit will affect people's thinking!" He said to Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie who were sitting on the sidelines watching the excitement, and waved up a few broken stones on the ground, attacking them.

"?!" Xia Youjie avoided the attack of Zhongye Zhongye, came to his senses, looked at the milk and Dafu in his hand, "It's careless, this super magic spirit can quietly absorb the negative emotions of others, no wonder when you fight I actually want to eat."

On such a serious occasion, how could he be in the mood for pleasure?He is not Gojo Satoru's playful character.

"Enlightenment, you have already discovered it." Wujo Wu has six eyes that can see through the opponent's spells.

"Well, relax, this curse spirit has no lethality." Gojo Satoru didn't answer directly, he took a bite of Daifuku, and joked, "Everyone might as well sit down and have a good meal and chat."

Yuan Wu didn't say anything, he can't use his ability now, not to mention that this matter doesn't involve Zhong Ye, he doesn't need to make a move.

Quietly grasping Nakahara Chuya's sleeves, feeling Chuya's steady breath, Yuan Wu slowly closed his eyes.

Oda Sakunosuke was still comforting the mentally fragile Osamu Dazai, the curse spirit was always lying on the ground, Gojo Satoru was eating dessert and watching a play, Xia Youjie looked like he wanted to beat Gojo Satoru but held back.

It seems that everyone is putting on a comedy, but each has his own script.

"Okay, let's suspend the truce." Zhong Yuan said with a headache.

A question about a spell spirit involved a bunch of unexpected things, which seriously exceeded his expectations.Especially this curse spirit who looks exactly like the leader Zai, he secretly glanced at the curse spirit.

The curse spirit didn't want to speak, and it didn't get up, so it lay on the ground.

Non-human bodies do not feel heat or cold, nor human emotions.

The curse spirit's brain is very confused now, and it doesn't know what it is thinking. It only knows that it wants to get closer when it sees the tall man with red hair.

But it has no guts.

[Cowards are afraid of happiness!Cotton can hurt them!I might be hurt by happiness. ]*

This person is not smiling at himself, nor is his concern for himself.

One eye of Manu Ling was covered by the broken hair in front, and the other eye looked blankly at the huddled Dazai Osamu, who was stroking Dazai Osamu's head.

【I, I want it too. 】It begged in a low voice in its heart, but it didn't have the courage to speak.

It also wants such happiness.

The iris-colored eyes of the curse spirit were as quiet as stagnant water. It looked at the two people silently, then slowly turned its head, pretending not to see it as if it was self-deceiving.

Zhong Yuan returned to the room with Yuan Wu in his arms and landed on the ground.

Looking at the rare and fragile Osamu Dazai, on the one hand, Nakahara Chuya felt that it was not very good to drive him out at this time, and on the other hand, he felt that there was no need to sympathize with him.

Yuan Wu was also put on the ground by Zhong Yuan Zhong.

While Nakahara Chuya was hesitating whether to drive Dazai Osamu out, he groped his way to the curse spirit.

The curse spirit was hit by him a few times, but his eyes were always looking at one place blankly.

Yuan Wu grabbed its hand and asked him, "Are you 'Dazai Osamu'?"

The child's hands are soft and tender, and a special power flows between their handshakes, which transmits a steady stream of power, slowly nourishing his body.

[It's so warm. 】The curse spirit thought.

It blinked, and looked back at the hand held by the child.

"Are you 'Dazai Osamu'?" Yuan Wu asked again, he couldn't see the expression of the curse spirit, and couldn't distinguish the attitude of the curse spirit.

"..."

"Are you 'Dazai Osamu'?" Yuan Wu asked patiently. When it didn't involve someone he sincerely accepted, Yuan Wu had a good temper. After all, he was committed to being a salted fish.

"……Yes or no."

The curse spirit finally spoke, its voice was very hoarse, and even multiple voices could be heard when listening carefully, as if multiple people were speaking.

It doesn't have the bright and sweet characteristics of Osamu Dazai at all.

"Yes? Or not?" Yuan no doubt asked.

"No," the curse spirit held Yuan Wu's hand backhand, and a steady stream of power was transmitted into his body. It confirmed again and again that it was really not a negative emotion.

Manu Ling shook off Yuan Wu's hand, curling up his long and slender limbs.

"You, why, don't you have any negative emotions?" It looked up and asked Yuan Wu.

"...I can't say." Yuan Wu shook his head, should he directly say that most of his emotions were sealed by the Dao of Heaven?Will be regarded as a fool or an idiot.

"Oh." Curse Ling nodded, looking a little cute.

"Why do you admit that you are 'Dazai Osamu'?" Yuan Wu rubbed the hand that was thrown away by the curse spirit, and said again.

He sort of understood that this curse spirit belonged to a hedgehog, and when he poked it, he would erect soft spikes to protect himself, but the spikes had no real defensive effect.

I can only stroke along the hair, although this hedgehog mantra has no hair.

The curse spirit took a sneak peek at Yuan Wu, it, it still wanted to be caught by Yuan Wu, just waved away Yuan Wu's hand and regretted it instantly.

Yuan Wu couldn't see the pitiful little eyes of Mana Ling, but he was very sensitive to the emotions of the outside world, and he walked a few steps, groping forward to embrace Mana Ling.

"Yuanwu?!" Zhongyuan Zhongye was still thinking just now, and couldn't hold his cub in time.

During the conversation between one person and one curse spirit, Zhong Yuanzhong also remained silent, but when Yuan Wu hugged the curse spirit, he finally couldn't help but remind him.

"Zhong Ye, don't worry." Yuan Wu put his head on the curse spirit's head and rubbed it lightly, "This curse spirit is afraid."

Yuan Wu bowed his head and said to the slightly trembling curse spirit, "Don't be afraid, there is nothing to be afraid of."

After being in close contact with the mantra spirit, the invisible fairy power drilled into the mantra spirit's body, effectively soothing the mantra spirit's tense emotions.

"Don't be afraid." It heard the strange child say to itself.

The mantra relaxed, and the curled up limbs slowly stretched out.

【A person with such warm power will not deceive others. ] "You are not 'Dazai Osamu'." Yuan Wu felt that the mantra relaxed in front of him.

Manu Ling nodded, as if realizing that Yuan Wu couldn't see him, "...um."

Yuan Wu gently rubbed Curling's soft and fluffy black curly hair, it felt good, so he said it.

Hearing Yuan Wu's praise, Manu Ling felt bad all over, he blinked his long and curled eyelashes, "Don't... compliment me..."

"Wow! Jie, look quickly, this curse spirit will be shy!" Gojo Satoru made a fuss from the side.

Xia Youjie: "..."

He punched Gojo Wujo on the back of the head, "Shut up, let's see if the situation is good, I have endured you for a long time!"

Scared by Wujo Wu's voice, the curse spirit shrank into Yuan Wu's arms.

[Oops, kind of cute. 】

Yuan Wuxin thought, although he couldn't see the expression of the curse spirit, he could feel whether the curse spirit was shy or scared.

Taking a long breath, Yuan Wu suggested, "It should be very late now, everyone is tired, why don't we rest first."

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw Yuan Wu's tired face, and agreed, "Catch the curse spirit first."

Xia Youjie said, "I'm going to open an extra room, there's no room for people to live here."

Gojo Satoru went out with drinks and desserts, and said to Xia Youjie, "Jie, do you think the two of us are here to make soy sauce, it's so redundant."

"Are you itchy, or did you not have enough fists just now?" Xia Youjie complained, and he pulled Wutiao Wu out.

Osamu Dazai's tears didn't stop.

"Okay, mackerel, stop pretending." Nakahara Nakaya took a few steps forward and pulled Osamu Dazai up, "You have packed up your emotions a long time ago, did you enjoy watching the show?"