I rolled over after Raiders Dog Roll

Osamu Dazai laughed softly, his eyes carefully traced to the girl in front of him.

The white blonde short hair is dazzling, unreasonably reminiscent of a ray of sunshine in summer, with a burning enthusiasm, very suitable for the facial features of the thick face that have become popular recently.However, her eyebrows and eyes are faint, with a bit of alienation and fragility lingering in their delicacy.

Suddenly, Dazai remembered his first contact with the girl.

At first, he replied to her help post just because he was bored.Later, the only friend died, and Osamu Dazai defected from the port of Mafia.During the long three years that she was arranged to go underground, she, who was separated by a network cable and never met, became an existence that she could occasionally let go of her disguise and relax a little.

Dazai also hesitated to reveal her real identity, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was unnecessary.

He was only relying on the cover of a layer of network to leak some real emotions with her from time to time.If you leave the network, sit face to face together.At that time, Dazai thought that he would probably choose to bury his dark side again and never show it again.

And that idea can be described in one word, cowardly.

But she finally appeared in reality, Dazai paused, looked down, and then fell into a pool of clean and clear light purple.

Abe Kyoko was frowning at the moment, and doubtful words such as "don't believe it", "impossible", "you're bluffing me" and so on were written all over her wrinkled face.

When Dazai saw this, he couldn't help letting out another muffled laugh from his throat.

There is nothing to hide.

He raised the corners of his lips, as his true side had been completely exposed in the past three years, so what else was he pretending to be.

Dazai leaned over, facing the cold gaze of the dog curly thorn, he took the initiative to approach Abe Kyoko, smiled and said: "Hi, little onmyoji~"

His voice was not heavy, only Kyoko and the two people sitting beside her heard the lazy banter.

Jingzi choked, and all the voices of doubt in his head disappeared, leaving only an unbelievable exclamation in the end.

——He is actually the reincarnation of that black mud!

Tsk!Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearance!

Gou Juanji looked at this man coldly, he was releasing hormones like a peacock spreading his tail, which was really annoying.

The anger that had been stagnant since Chuya appeared broke out directly, Goumaki stretched out his hand expressionlessly, pressed Dazai's shoulder, and pushed it away.

"What's the matter, Thorn?"

Abe Kyoko recovered and asked worriedly.

As for the person who was pushed away, she didn't even give him half a look, she put all her thoughts on Gou Juanji.

This scene successfully calmed Gou Juan.

He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, and his thin lips that were originally tightly pressed under the mask quietly loosened.

Jingzi approached him, and coquettishly said, "Don't be angry, okay?"

As she spoke, she stuffed her little hand into Gou Juan's palm, and then secretly observed Gou Juan.Seeing his purple eyes stained with a little warmth, the big rock hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

It's hard to coax.

Jingzi silently expresses her straight daughter's emotion in her heart.

Gou Juan glanced at her small pale hands, and his heart suddenly seemed like a glass full of water, and he could shake his liking with just a light touch.

"Salted fish roe." He said, and then inserted his fingers into Jingzi's fingers one by one, and clasped them tightly.

Dazai was sitting opposite, watching Kyoko with a complicated face, ignoring him, sticking with Goujuanji as if no one else was around.

He suddenly felt that he was stretched, his throat was stuffed with dog food, and he choked.

Dazai turned his eyes away in disgust, met Ranbu's narrowed smiling eyes, and quickly understood what kind of impetus he had made in this unexpected meeting, and then asked with his eyes: How was the play today?

The smile on the corner of Ranbu's mouth became more and more obvious: Very good.

Dazai laughed out of anger, he knocked on Erlang's legs, and blinked shamelessly: Welcome to continue next time.

Ranpo: Good.

Their eyes only exchanged for a few minutes before they both looked away.

Dazai lazily leaned back on the soft sofa, listening to Kunikida's conversation, they were chatting about a thorny problem encountered by the detective agency.

Kunikida already knew the true identity of the group in front of him.

—Conjurer.

He had heard for a long time that there were a group of people who could solve supernatural events in the world, but he didn't expect that there was a magic school in Tokyo that cultivated talents in this area. He thought it was a family inheritance before.

Kunikida looked at the group of boys and girls silently, pushed the glasses on the tip of his nose, he seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and said firmly: "This morning, we received a courier, which contained a video tape and a letter. The letter generally states that anyone who reads it will die for no reason within seven days, and the list of victims is also listed after the letter.”

When Fatty heard this, he straightened up.

Isn't this the spell they are most familiar with?

Why would it be sent to the detective agency by express mail?

Where have all the conjurers in Yokohama gone, and they don't even come to recycle the magic objects?

Pan Da was thinking, he rubbed his palms and asked cautiously, "Where is the video tape?"

It's not that he doesn't trust the people with supernatural abilities in front of him, but that some things can only be solved by specialized people, otherwise it will only increase unnecessary casualties.

Pang Da asked again: "Is there no one to exterminate it?"

Kunikida also clearly understood that they couldn't solve the supernatural things like curses, but they couldn't contact the magician, so he mentioned it to Pan Da, trying to remind the elders behind them through Pan Da.

Here's another curse waiting to be dealt with.

Kunikida shook his head: "No."

Pang Da frowned, and gave a low click of his tongue rather impatiently.

He couldn't leave the curse alone around ordinary people, not to mention, after Kunikida Doppo mentioned this cursed object, Pang Da's heart felt faintly uneasy.

Somewhere, it seemed that there was a bigger conspiracy surrounding them.

Pang Da turned his head, exchanged a glance with Yi Bone Youta, and said, "Go, take it back to Tokyo, and give it to Teacher Gojo."

Although Yi Gu didn't quite understand why Pang Da acted like an enemy at this moment, he still nodded and got up, patted Gou Juan on the shoulder and told them about it.

Pan Da took a deep breath: "Kunikida-kun, where is this video tape?"

Kunikida: "I put it in the safe."

"Please give it to us."

Kunikida asked rationally, "Are you going to handle it yourself, or leave it to others?"

If the answer is the former one, Kunikida can't give it to these minors with peace of mind.

They are children, and such dangerous things should be faced by adults.

Pan Da glanced at the three companions beside him: "I will give it to the teacher."

Speaking of Gojo Satoru, Fat Da paused for a moment, then puffed out his big chest and boasted: "He is the strongest in the magic world in Japan today."

Kunikida breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.

He stood up and took the initiative to lead the way: "Come with me."

After successfully getting the metal box containing the cursed object, Panda didn't intend to keep it any longer. He said goodbye to Kunikida and the others before going back to the Tokyo school.

And this happened unexpectedly, Jingzi was notified to go back before he had time to buy snacks for Ranbu.

Feeling Luanbu's increasingly dangerous gaze, she gritted her teeth, and reluctantly transferred a large amount of money to him with her mobile phone.

The amount is so large that it is completely enough to contract Luanbu's snacks for half a month.

Jingzi said without hiding her heartache: "You can buy it yourself."

After successfully collecting the debt, Luanbu bent her eyes in satisfaction, reached out and ruffled her hair: "You can continue to look for me in the future."

Jingzi stared at him angrily: There will be no next time.

A group of people hurriedly left Yokohama with a suitcase and returned to Tokyo.

They walked quickly on the bluestone steps, surrounded by lush trees, and the familiar shadow of the Tokyo School in front of them could already be seen in the distance.

Abe Kyoko looked at the safe in Panda's hands curiously, and asked, "Is it of a high level?"

Pan Da shook his head: "No. I don't know its level either."

"Then why are you so nervous?"

Pang Da hesitated on the spot. After pondering in his heart for a long time, he replied sullenly: "It's just a premonition. Besides, don't you think it's strange? It's more like it was delivered to us on its own initiative."

Kyoko also felt a little uneasy when he said this: "No way? Could it be that the person who sent it could have predicted that we would go to the detective agency?"

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly felt that even the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves was inexplicably more strange and terrifying.

Jingzi rolled her throat, and silently leaned her body close to the dog, trying to draw some courage from him.

Goujuan didn't speak, but just gently held her hand tightly.

The gurgling heat flows along the clasped palms, flows into Jingzi's body, and then gradually spreads to the limbs and bones through the blood vessels.In an instant, she seemed to be wrapped in the cold breath of Goujuan, which was like a winter mountain spring. She was so familiar with it that it only took a second for her to feel an emotion called An Xin.

Kyoko raised her eyes, her beating heart gradually calmed down.

"It should just be a coincidence..." She comforted Pang Da in turn: "Even if there is a mastermind behind the scenes, Teacher Wu Tiao will definitely catch him. So don't worry, nothing will happen."

Fatty was silent.

Maybe it was intentional when Noctuid was making it. Anyway, from his birth to now, his sense of danger has never been wrong, not even once.

However, one sentence in Kyoko's consolation still helped.

He thought that before absolute force, any conspiracy would be futile.

And Gojo Satoru is that absolute force.