Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

"Hi, may I help you?"

Looking at the thin and delicate white face in front of her, Leu Hu deeply doubted the authenticity of the words of a certain guy with a slit in his brain.

It is said that it can resist the powerful spell spirit of the five enlightenment techniques, that's it?

"Guest, for a good-looking person like me, if you look more, you will be charged double the consultation fee." Wearing white clothes, without any aura of magic spirit, the completely human-looking young man said with a customer service tone with a smile.

Leo Hu: "Are you Osamu Dazai?"

The young man was stunned for a while, but still maintained a business smile: "Are you looking for Osamu Dazai?"

"Correct."

He nodded to express his understanding, and said hesitantly, "Osamu Dazai is very expensive."

"I have money."

Leu Hu took out the black card from the fake oil and slammed it on the table.

A black-hearted shop opened by a black-hearted curse spirit.

This is how fake oil describes this "Yokohama Counseling Center".

Now it seems that this is true, no matter how white the clothes are, the bandages on his body are also snow-white, and it can't hide the fact that the other party is a black-hearted businessman.

This pretentious behavior is really a shame to the curse spirit.

When the angry Leohu thought that this profiteer was finally willing to get down to business with him, the young man suddenly shouted in the direction of the room: "Osamu Dazai, come out."

Leaky:? ? ?

So you're not Osamu Dazai? !

Didn't it mean that there is only Osamu Dazai in this store?

A man in a suit and a black coat came out. He had the same face as the young man, but he looked a little shorter and younger. His bandage was even wrapped around his right eye, and he looked a little gloomy.

Just when Liu Hu thought that this person had a slight sense of sight, he saw a big crab rushing towards the young man with its teeth and claws in his hands, and threw it into the young man's arms: "It seems to be dying, you should find a way to make it alive." Go on! I hope it survives until dinner time!!"

Then he said to Lehu with a smile on his face: "Hi, my name is Osamu Dazai. Is there anything I can do for you?"

The young man grabbed the crab and directly stuck it on his face. The enraged crab waved its pincers and gave him a hard blow on the face.

He: "Oh--"

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Leu Hu patted the table angrily: "Enough is enough, you two! Is the business still going?!"

The two blamed each other for a few words, and before the volcanic spirit burned down their shop, they stopped in time and said simultaneously: "What you want. Please tell me."

Leu Hu calmed down a bit: "I'll only talk to Osamu Dazai about this."

Two people: "We are all Osamu Dazai."

Leaky:?

He looked at the two men suspiciously, and found that they really looked like the same person in different periods. After labeling the other party in his heart as "a profiteer who is not only black-hearted but also smart", he said cautiously: "I want to say Don't be afraid of it."

"We are Osamu Dazai, we will not be afraid."

Leu Hu: "We planned to seal Gojo Satoru, but just a while ago, I was beheaded by him."

Osamu Dazai: "Who is this... Gojo Satoru?"

Leo Hu: "It's not anyone, it's Gojo Satoru who claims to be the strongest!"

Hei Shizai found the picture of Teacher Saitama from his mobile phone and handed it to him: "Is this the strongest?"

"No. He has white hair and is more handsome than this."

Hei Shizai found a picture of Accelerator from his phone again, and handed it to him: "Is that the strongest one?"

"No! He's not so short or so thin. What he plays is a magic formula, not a scientific vector."

Hei Shizai rummaged through his phone for a long time, and finally found an old portrait of Abe Seimei, and handed it to him: "Is that this?"

Leuhu almost collapsed: "Gojo Satoru! Have you ever heard of the high school of conjuration? It is the Gojo Satoru who is a teacher at the Tokyo school and hates him both as a person and as a curse!"

Osamu Dazai: "Okay, don't get excited, we probably know, so is there anything we can do to help you?"

"We plan to seal Gojo Satoru or better kill him... What are you laughing at?!"

Leo Hu couldn't figure out why such a serious matter was so funny, it was related to the dignity and future of their curse spirits, okay?Can you be more serious!

Dazai Osamu & Kuro Tokijae: "I think of happy things."

This curse spirit is so ordinary and so confident that he actually wants to kill Wujo Wu.

Leo Hu cracked the table under his hand: "I'm not joking,"

They immediately suppressed their smiles, and Osamu Dazai said, "I'm sorry, let's get down to business. This Gojo Satoru you mentioned, can he dance? Is he handsome? Is he as handsome as me?"

The table under Louhu's hands spontaneously ignited, he reached out and grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar and punched Osamu Dazai in the face.

The moment the fist and the face came into contact, a drastic energy change occurred in the space between the two, and the curse spirit directly on the volcano disappeared.

Osamu Dazai picked up the crabs on the ground and grilled them over the flames, and he also took great care to avoid direct contact with the flames.

Hei Shizai: "I don't want to eat roasted ones, I want to eat steamed ones with minced garlic."

He: "Don't you think it's more fragrant to bake with black card?"

Hei Shizai immediately nodded in agreement: "Yes!"

In the anxious waiting, the door of the clinic, which may not necessarily have a few people in a month, was knocked by the second guest.

Hei Shizai opened the door and saw a tall, white-haired and blindfolded Gojo Satoru who hated him both as a human being and as a curse.

Gojo Satoru said enthusiastically, "Do you need help putting out the fire here?"

He: "No, we only need customers here."

Gojo Satoru continued to say enthusiastically, "I can be a guest."

Hei Shizai immediately became enthusiastic: "Hello, hello, do you have that kind of serious illness when you come here?"

Gojo Satoru took two steps back, lifted his blindfold and took a look at the gaudy signboard, recognized that it said "Yokohama Psychological Counseling Center", and fell silent.

"No, but I have some psychological problems, and I need to consult a doctor." Gojo Satoru said with difficulty.

In order to track down the curse spirit, he really paid a lot of sacrifices.

So in this meeting, I knocked off the other person's head first to comfort my young heart that was attacked.

Hei Shizai thought that there was still dinner cooking, so he was reluctant to talk to him, so he tried to send him away in another way: "But we have already received a guest today, the previous guest took out a black card, do you have it?"

"There are some."

Gojo Satoru took out his black card on the spot.

Hei Shizai, who can tell at a glance that this is a real black card: Shit, I made a mistake.

"But the tables and chairs we reserved for our guests just disappeared."

"It's okay, I can stand."

Why is this person so annoying?

Hei Shizai led him in with a sullen face.

Wujo Wuyi entered the door without sensing the aura of Leohu, and there was no trace of mantra.

He clearly felt a fire burning in front of him.

But felt nothing.

Are the six eyes broken?

He pulled off his blindfold, and a person appeared in front of him.

The young man in a white coat, with his legs crossed, was leisurely grilling crabs on the burning table. When he noticed his gaze, he smiled politely: "Hi guest, are you here for a doctor or a consultation?" ?”

In fact, Osamu Dazai has already started to scold Hei Shizai in his heart.

It's not good to bring anyone in, but let Wujo Wutiao, the natural enemy of the curse spirit, come in.

Do you really think of him as a human being?

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide and watched for a long time, but he still didn't see any magic power from the opponent, so he said, "I have something to consult with you, the doctor."

Osamu Dazai: "Can I have dinner first?"

"of course can."

Gojo Satoru turned around and went out to buy a few raw sweet potatoes on the street. He squatted on the other side of the table and threw the sweet potatoes in to roast.

Hei Shizai, who was deprived of his right to dinner, crouched in the corridor and drank boiled water.

Gojo Satoru reached into the fire with his unrestrained hands to fiddle with the sweet potatoes, and chatted with them: "The two look very similar, are they relatives?"

The breath of mantra in the flame also disappeared, and it was impossible to tell whether it was burned by the strange psychiatrist himself or by Leuhu.

Hei Shizai: "He is my brother."

Osamu Dazai: "I am his father."

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

Hei Shizai slowly opened his eyes wide: "You..." That's too much.

Osamu Dazai stuffed the grilled crabs to comfort him: "Okay, you take the crabs back to the room to eat, and I will entertain the guests."

Seeing that he had done something wrong and that Crab and him would come again in the future, Hei Shizai took Crab away.

Osamu Dazai moved a lame bench from the warehouse to Gojo Satoru, and said with a professional smile and tone: "Then what kind of disease does the guest have?"

Gojo Satoru seriously suspected that this person who didn't know if he was human was insulting him: "Do people in your clinic always talk like this?"

Dazai Zhizhi was not straightforward but also strong: "Yes, except for beautiful women."