The white moonlight is my vest

Tokyo, High School of Magic.

The moonlight was hazy, falling on Shang Ye of the Chanyuan, as if he had been faintly covered with a thin layer of mist.After telling Wujo Wu his plan, Chanyuan Shang also pursed his lips, and added: "And Tsushima was attacked before."

He said in a brisk tone as much as possible: "Who knows if that child will come to the door with the person behind him one day? You are not in the college all the time, in case you go out to buy Edamame Whipped Cream Kikufu, what should I do?"

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, just looked at him like this.In the blue eyes, complex emotions ebb and flow like the tide.

Shang Ye of the Chanyuan still did not believe in Gojo Wu.The moment Gojo Satoru realized this at first, overwhelming dissatisfaction surged up first.But at the same time, Wujo Satoru also knew exactly why the Chanyuan Shangye did this.

At the age of 15, the life of the two of them, who should have walked side by side, came to the first crossroads, and since then they have gone in their own directions.Since then, Chanyuan Shangya has spent most of his time in the cultivation of various villains in the Chanyuan family, and his family is almost oppressive. One foot of Chanyuan Shangya has been lost. At this time, as long as someone pushes him slightly , he will fall into the abyss.

It is also very difficult for the Zen master to give any trust to others, even Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru always felt that he was the most special one, and that was indeed the case.Since Chanyuan Shang also made such an irrational choice, he would rather take risks to come over to confirm Wujo Wu's safety, so he knew that he could not be indifferent to Wujo Wu.But it is also because of this that Zenyuan Shangye has too many burdens on his body now, and he may not even be able to save his own life.They missed each other too much, the more they cared about Wujo Wu, the less they would trust Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru's eyelashes fluttered.

In fact, hiding behind Chanyuan Shangye, seeing Chanyuan Shangye standing in front of him, Wujo Wu was very happy to see the success.He has always known what Zenyuan Shangye's connivance with him means, so Gojo Wu will be unscrupulous.

But it is one thing to be regarded as the princess in the tower by the Zen master, and another thing to be distrusted by the Zen master.

...Although the title of Her Royal Highness Princess, Gojo Satoru thinks it sounds quite nice.

"Then Shang also went to buy Xijiufu with me, wouldn't it be alright?"

Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the Chanyuan Shangya step by step.The handsome young man with white hair put his hands in his pockets, walking freely as if he was taking a walk: "No matter what we do together, they will have no chance to take advantage of it."

He walked up to Shang Ye of the Chanyuan: "What do you think, Shang Ye?"

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two of them intertwined at this moment.

"...I don't like eating Xijiufu, and the taste of edamame raw cream is not good for me," Zenyuan Shang also looked at him blankly, "I suggest you go to someone else, such as the one hiding in the tree behind...the ones Is it your student?"

The monk of the Chanyuan also straightened his back: "Hiding behind the tree and eavesdropping on this set, I stopped doing it when I was six years old."

...Why does it sound quite proud?

"Indeed," Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement. "When we were young, we always stood directly behind them and listened openly. From this point of view, these lovely students still have room for improvement."

Knotaba Yuhito & Fuguro Megumi & Nagasaki Wild Rose: "..."

Nagasaki Wild Rose couldn't help complaining: "Ms. Jiarui said that he is in love, but I still don't believe it...I didn't expect it to be true, it really is like polar attraction, same polar attraction!"

Fu Heihui: "...it does look alike, what do you think, knotweed?"

Yuzu Yuhito touched the back of his head, and secretly shrank back a little.

"I wish them happiness." Out of some indescribable intuition, Knotabagi Yuhito replied decisively.

He always felt that Wujo Wu and the monk of the Chanyuan had heard their conversation clearly.

In the next second, Gojo Satoru gave a thumbs up to this side and shouted loudly, "Thank you Yuren!"

...Ah, I can really hear it.

Forget it, it seems that speaking ill of Gojo Satoru in front of him... doesn't seem to be a big problem.This time the three of them popped their heads out from behind the tree openly and looked towards Wujo Wu and Chanyuan Shangya, but they were stunned.

Just now, Shang Ye of the Chanyuan was still standing next to Wujo Wu?

Why did people disappear all of a sudden?

Gojo Satoru just turned his head to say hello to the students, and the Chanyuan master took the opportunity to slip away, leaving only a little filth of his magic formula behind.Gojo Satoru looked up at the moon hanging on the curtain in the night sky and shrugged his shoulders.

People can't help but think of the phrase...the moonlight is so beautiful.

It's a pity that tonight's moonlight is so beautiful, but it still can't keep him.

Gojo Satoru turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly found that at some point, there was an extra note in his pocket.Gojo Satoru looked down at the content on the note, and the arc of the corner of his mouth suddenly widened.

"It won't take many days."

Anyway, it's a bit of progress.

Yokohama, Armed Detective Society meeting room.

"So what do we know about the fourth player now?" Kunikida adjusted his glasses, "Any clues? Where was the last time he appeared?"

Edogawa Ranpo opened a bag of potato chips as if nothing had happened.

Osamu Dazai spread a book over his face.

Tsushima Fuki... Tsushima Fuki looked at the other two and coughed lightly.

Since these three people did not speak, the others did not know the specific situation and would not take the initiative to speak.The whole conference room fell into a weird silence. After a while, Kunikida Doppo couldn't hold it anymore, and his tone was a bit difficult: "...Is there no information?"

Then how should they find someone?

"That's not the case." Osamu Dazai said, "Although my brother has lost his memory, others will always remember it."

Kunikida Doppo understood: "You mean the Buddhist temple? But..."

Aren't Osamu Dazai and the others planning to break up the alliance with Shangya Zenin?

As for the threat that Zenyuan Shang also hinted that Florian might come to his door in the future, Osamu Dazai turned around and asked the port Mafia to cooperate.I don't know what conditions he has reached with the other side. In short, the leader of Port Mafia promised that if any enemy finds the armed detective agency again, Port Mafia will send someone to help.

(Mori Ogai: I don’t want to either! He threatened me with Yokohama! Don’t fight in Yokohama!)

"For now," Osamu Dazai said lazily, "it's not a big problem."

"Judging from what he said before, there are four players in this game, and there is also the 'God' who decides everything. The current players are my brother, Zenyuan Shangya, and that foreigner with a long list of names," Osamu Dazai explained. "Then there is another one, and it is quite likely that it is the culprit that caused my brother's amnesia. If he is kept hiding in the dark..."

He didn't go on, but everyone knew.

The obvious enemies are actually not that scary. The poisonous snake hiding in the shadows bites you unexpectedly, which is the most troublesome thing.

Florian couldn't kill Fusuki Tsushima, but killing him was not the only way to solve Fusuki Tsushima.Wenshu Tsushima will not die, and the wounds on his body will heal automatically, so he can be locked up in a dark place, injected with medicine, and let him sleep forever.Dazai Osamu can find a series of ways to deal with Tsushima Fuki just by thinking about it.

Tsushima Fuki glanced at Osamu Dazai, as if he knew what Osamu Dazai was thinking.He fell ill again last night, coughing non-stop, and finally got better this morning, but his face was still frighteningly pale.

"I'm not as fragile as you think, am I?" He shook his head amusedly.

Osamu Dazai pouted.

Look at Tsushima Wenshu's appearance... His words are not convincing at all.Even though Osamu Dazai knew in his heart that Fusuki Tsushima had miraculous healing powers, but when he thought of Fusuki Tsushima without a heartbeat or pulse, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but regard him as a fragile glass doll.

Maybe at some point, Tsushima Onki will disappear.

"Really do not have."

Tsushima Fuki looked extremely helpless: "My body has dragged me down, but I'm not that stupid, and I won't let myself drag you down. What's more, you are willing to help me in this 'game'... He opened his chair and stood up, and solemnly thanked all the people in the Armed Detective Agency: "I am very grateful."

"After all, this is only my personal matter, and I really feel sorry for having to bother the detective agency."

And this game...is life-threatening.

If something happened to someone in the Armed Detective Agency, Tsushima Fuki would not be able to let him go.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who had been silently listening to others while sitting on the main seat, finally spoke: "This is a commission."

"Dazai came to me before and gave me a formal entrustment." Fukuzawa Yukichi said lightly, "You are the person he entrusted us to protect, and the Armed Detective Agency has an obligation to protect you. You don't have to thank us. This is our responsibility." responsibility."

Tsushima Onuki was stunned.

He obviously didn't expect that Osamu Dazai had already arranged everything, even what he would think, and had planned everything in advance.If Osamu Dazai wants to be considerate, he can do it without leaking.

He turned his head and his eyes fell on the book covering Osamu Dazai's face.

After a long time, Tsushima Onuki sighed: "...the person I should thank most is you, Xiu Zhi. Thank you for your willingness to fulfill my despicable wish."

Osamu Dazai paused the hand holding the book.

He never felt that there was any hope of living.He is too smart and has seen through people's hearts too early, so everything in the world is boring to him.But when he thought of Tsushima Wenshu climbing up from hell from nowhere, the only thing he cared about was him, the only wish was him, and the only luxury was him.

... Osamu Dazai wanted to spend more time with him.

He still remembers that when he came home from school at the age of 12, he thought he would be greeted by a crab feast, but he saw Tsushima Fuki was busy with family affairs in order to make time for the two of them to go out and play together.

But Shuji Tsushima saw only the raging fire and the sobbing crowd.The starting point of that fire was Tsushima Fusuki's room. The firefighters finally put out the fire, and not even an inch of Tsushima Fusuki's bones were found in the room.

Shuji Tsushima didn't believe it, he stumbled and looked for it in the room that might collapse at any time.

But nothing was found.

Finally, at Tsushima Wenshu's funeral, the so-called father had just finished his debauchery.He and the next heir received those who came to mourn, saying that it was an experience for the heir.They socialized next to each other and talked about business.But Shuji Tsushima only felt that it was a group of ghosts and ghosts, and he kept laughing, clapping and saying:

"A good death! A good death!"

"Make him so strict as usual!"

This time, Onuki Tsushima must survive.