Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Gojo Satoru: "I understand, you are jealous of my handsomeness, that's why you target me like this."

"Your problem does seem huge, how long has this been going on?"

"It's been going on for a while, so is there any way to solve my problem of 'mental fatigue caused by information overload in six eyes'?"

Gojo Satoru forcibly met his topic.

Osamu Dazai didn't want to tear up his face with him for a while, thinking that this has nothing to do with me, he said politely on the surface: "Have you considered donating the eyes you don't need?"

To be honest, when he saw these eyes, he actually understood the hobby of the collector next door.

Gojo Satoru's eyes are absolutely unique beauty in this world.

It is the color of the sky that Asuka is nostalgic for when it falls.

"Or donate the brains you don't need."

Gojo Satoru's body and the brains of Tokyo next door were crying, and even boldly asked other curse spirits to come to him.

Give him a little surprise later.

Gojo Satoru looked at him calmly: "I decided to treat this as a personal attack and beat you up."

Osamu Dazai immediately lost his legs, and sat upright, with a good attitude of admitting his mistake: "I'm sorry, I will treat you properly."

Gojo Satoru was surprised instead: "You have a solution?"

"If I say no, are you willing to act as if nothing happened and leave here?"

"I thought that no one would eat the magic spirit here. I 'personally' saw a super magic spirit enter this clinic, and now there is nothing here."

"I'm such a handsome guy, don't you see?"

Gojo Satoru: "It didn't exist before~"

Osamu Dazai's smile disappeared for a moment, and he quickly said: "Answer your question, there are indeed 'people' eating mantra spirits here. Don't underestimate Yokohama and Yokohama's Chinatown. My temper is already very bad on this street. Alright."

"Because you are weak?"

"Because I am kind."

The kind-hearted and the honest on the two sides next door, and the sweet-tooth and alcoholic who are farther away, they are collectively known as the five eccentric shopkeepers in Chinatown.

Gojo Satoru was very busy, and he didn't know much about Yokohama, where there was no magic spirit, except that there was a special barrier here, so he came here confidently.

But he has always been confident.

"So kind shopkeeper, can you tell me how to treat it?"

Osamu Dazai said in embarrassment: "This treatment cycle is very long."

Gojo Satoru: "It's okay, I can come often."

"My consultation fee is also very expensive."

"I have money."

"Then pay a deposit of [-] million first, and I will arrange a course of treatment for you."

Gojo Wu thought to himself that the signboard outside was so gaudy that it didn't match black. The boss is also quite white, so why is it so black?

He still paid a deposit of [-] million, not for anything else, just to see what else this person can do.

Osamu Dazai took out a booklet and professionally began to register Gojo Satoru's information.

"Name, age, gender."

"Gojo Satoru, 28 years old, male."

Osamu Dazai raised his head and glanced at Gojo Satoru's young and beautiful face: "It's really good at keeping the face, do you have any tricks?"

"It's just a natural beauty. How old is the doctor this year?"

"At the age of 22."

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

"I wish I was 22."

"So you are my brother who is six years younger than me~"

"Sir, according to the process, at this time you should start to speculate about my tragic life experience and feel pity, and then pay me more money."

Gojo Satoru: "Do I look like an ignorant girl?"

like.

After registering the information, the two exchanged contact information.Osamu Dazai took out a box of bandages and handed it to Gojo Satoru: "Here, the medicine for the first course of treatment."

Gojo Satoru opened the box and pulled a section out to observe.

The material of the bandage looked no different from the one on the doctor, and it was painted with black runes of unknown type, which made him feel very familiar.

... Isn't this the evil-suppressing talisman written by the fortune-teller at the gate of China Street?

"Do you think my money is easy to make?"

Dazai: "You try wrapping it around your eyes."

The effect of the attempt is that the speed of the six eyes, which was already suppressed by the Yokohama barrier, slowed down again, and the spell imaging was slightly different from the original, and then, it was able to see the other party.

"Doctor"'s canine teeth were exposed, biting his thin lower lip, as if his appetite suddenly appeared.

The pursed lips curled up, and he said in a grateful tone: "Thank you doctor, it is indeed much better, can I take away some more bandages at a time?"

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to press his lips, freed his lower lip from the pressure of his teeth, and said regretfully, "There are no more in stock. Just send someone to pick it up anytime you run out."

The five enlightenments came down, and I thought about where I should take the time to come here.

From the yin and yang weirdness at the beginning, to the gentle and gentle now.

The doctor's attitude changed irregularly, and it was definitely not because he threatened to beat him anyway.

Although the purpose and direction of action of the mantra spirit have not been clarified yet, the one in front of him must be one of the key figures.

Walking out of the clinic, Gojo Satoru was stopped by a bespectacled young man with braids before he took a few steps.

"Wait, didn't you just come out of that Yokohama Counseling Center?"

Kunikida Doppo looked at the familiar bandages wrapped around the blind man's eyes and the messy characters on the bandages. After hearing the affirmative answer, he immediately condemned Osamu Dazai fiercely: "That guy lied to everyone! It's too much I'm telling you, don't believe in Osamu Dazai even if you believe in nonsense."

Gojo Satoru: "Uh...Does the doctor have any questions?"

"It's not that there's a problem with him, the bastard itself is a big problem..."

"I can hear people slandering me as soon as I go out." Dazai Osamu leaned against the door, and instead of defending himself, he laughed at Kunikida, "Mother Kunikida is also worried about others being punished by me, a sinful person. Are men cheating?"

"You do have a very guilty conscience...Whose mother are you calling?" Kunikida picked up the notebook in his hand and threw it at Osamu Dazai's head.

Osamu Dazai avoided it easily: "For a handsome and intelligent man like me, it is a sin to exist in this world."

"It's so disgusting that you will vomit the dinner overnight." Kunikida Doppo rolled his eyes, and asked the poor man next to him who was cheated by an unscrupulous doctor, "How much did he cheat you?"

Gojo Satoru, who has gradually become the character of "A Very Deceitful Girl", said blankly, "[-] million for the first course of treatment?"

"One hundred million?!" Kunikida's raised voice attracted the attention of passers-by and neighbors, and after following his gaze to see Osamu Dazai, he looked back.

It's Osamu Dazai, that's fine.

Normal operation Normal operation.

Gojo Satoru rejected the well-meaning person's suggestion of "report him for fraud", and said seriously: "No, I think the doctor's treatment is very effective, and I plan to try it after completing all the courses of treatment."

Kunikida looked at Gojo Satoru for a while with the eyes of a young man who had lost his footing, and confirmed that he could not persuade him, then turned his face and began to reprimand Osamu Dazai: "Dazai Osamu, have you brainwashed all your patients, why didn't they think of suing you? ?”

"It's so sad that you said that, do I look that much like a liar?"

"It's not like, you are."

"We have been friends for so many years, can't you think that my excellent professional level and excellent personality charm have conquered them?"

Kunikida: "Bah."

"According to clinical research in psychology, people who are irritable and often swear loudly have a short life span?"

Kunikida's expression froze for a moment, and he asked doubtfully, "Really?"

Dazai: "Really, I'm a psychiatrist, you have to trust me."

Kunikida picked up a pen and wrote down what he said in his notebook.

Gojo Satoru: "It doesn't have much to do with psychology, but it's actually because it's easy to be beaten to death."

Kunikida broke the pen in his hand, furiously: "Dazai—"

The next scene is too bloody, everyone just needs to know that the deceived young man Gojo Satoru returns to school, and the well-known liar Osamu Dazai enters the ICU.

In the Tokyo School of Curse Art, only Wujo was refused to enter, and there was a piece of bandage lying quietly on the ground outside the tent.

"Why are you still littering everywhere? It seems that my patients really have a big problem."

The young man in white who shouldn't have appeared here suddenly appeared, leaned over to pick up the bandage and threw it into the trash can not far away, then stood in front of the "tent" and looked at it.

"It's really an exquisite tent~"

At first glance, there is a traitor involved.

"Can I touch it? Just touch it."

In an empty place, he asked politely, then stretched out his hand excitedly.