Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

Leu Hu: "... Got it."

Ever since he understood that there are differences between people, mantra spirits and mantra spirits, and mantra spirits, he has sublimated.

Being able to get along with Wutiao Wu for so long without being discovered by the other party as a curse spirit, nor being beaten to death, and playing with the other party in the applause, how could it be a good thing.

The real person still asked without fear: "What about the college students?"

There was no nervous expression on Dazai Osamu's face, as if they were talking about irrelevant people: "You can try it if you are brave enough. Of course, this fog won't last long, and I don't suggest you give up your plan to find trouble."

Hua Yu: "Judging from what we have seen just now, this fog will not only repel ordinary people to another space, but will also strip the spells of the magician and make the spells attack the magician. The more excellent the spell The easier it is for a magician to die, there is no need to waste time on it."

Osamu Dazai told them that all ordinary people in Tokyo will disappear tonight, and electronic devices will also be unusable. Without auxiliary supervision, their actions will be much more convenient.

And now the conjurer is still being attacked by his own spells, it's a good time to even think about it.

Leu Hu: "Who created this fog?"

Put another one in Kyoto, and they will directly achieve their goal.

It would be best to bring Wujo Wu in... No, forget it, the ghost knows how terrifying the no-lower limit technique without Wujo Wu is.

"Isn't it in the sky?" Osamu Dazai looked up at the giant dragon in the sky. "A bookstore owner once said something very philosophical. He said: The ultimate face of supernatural powers is a dragon."

"It's so beautiful, it's enough to turn the sun and the moon upside down."

I hope that you and I dancing in this fog are also beautiful.

Lou Humu put on a face: I am most annoyed by pretentious people like you.If you can't do it, you can't do it. What are you talking about? It makes people confused.

"If you don't tell us that the mist peeling technique is to harm Xia Youjie, I can happily tell you where he is." The real person put his arm on Leuhu's shoulder and betrayed their other with a smile. a collaborator.

"You seem to have some prejudice against him."

The real person changed into a female body in a second, covered his face shyly and said: "That guy looks at people with bad eyes, I suspect he wants to trick me. Besides, you are our companion, aren't you?"

That person has such a big appetite, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to digest it.

Osamu Dazai clenched his fist: "Can I hit you?"

"We still have things to do, so let's go first~" Zhenren made a charming expression, and disappeared in front of Osamu Dazai at a fast speed.

Just kidding, with that mana concentration and aggressiveness, even if Osamu Dazai didn't use the ability to eliminate it, he might not be able to beat him.

"I wish you all good luck." Osamu Dazai, who got the location of the fake summer oil, said goodbye to the other two curse spirits with a smile, and walked over with arrogant but leisurely steps.

The brain that had been stripped out looked at Xia Youjie's corpse on the ground, shocked and bewildered, and even more shocked and bewildered when he looked up and saw the dragon in the sky.

What happened?Why did he become like this?Why can't he go back to this body and can't use the surgery?

Why has Tokyo changed into something he doesn't know since a certain guy came?

"Good evening, Mr. Unknown Curse Master."

Osamu Dazai landed in front of Naohua, and after greeting Naohua, he kindly gave him advice: "It's very simple to remove the influence of the fog, just smash the gem on your head."

This whole body is transparent and only the brain is visible, and there is a jagged mouth on the brain. It is really more disgusting than a curse spirit. There is no need for a person to do this.

Naohua took a step back: "Don't come over!"

"Don't be so embarrassed, aren't we partners? I can tell you responsibly, as long as the gem is broken, the spell can be returned to the original body." Osamu Dazai seemed to think of something, suddenly "Oops", panicked Said, "Sir, your body is not in Tokyo, is it?"

In the later period, I felt that the other party was unreliable, so I moved the main body to a safe place: "..."

He also suddenly realized something, took another two steps back, and asked sharply, "You did it on purpose?!"

Dazai looked at him leisurely: "For example?"

Brainstorm: "..." So you did more than one thing on purpose! !

He was so angry that he was going to have a cerebral palsy. He was always the one who lied to others. He didn't expect that he would be cheated so miserably.

At the beginning, you shouldn't think that the other party is a good person just because the other party is clearly a curse spirit but suppresses his nature and pretends to be a human being, and doesn't eat people or kill people.

"Think about it, Mr. Curse Master, whether you tie me to Tokyo, or send people to Tokyo but put the body in Kyoto far away from Tokyo, it is your own choice." After making the other party half dead, Dazai Zhi suppressed his smile, "So, you asked for the ending."

The curse master, whose mind was already smoking, planned to self-destruct and move to another place before the other party did it.

Although this would cause him a lot of damage, the strong sense of crisis told him that absolutely, absolutely not let the other party smash the gem on his head.

His idea was good, but it was too late.

A slender white hand protruded from behind him, crushing the black gemstone on his forehead at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and then ruthlessly crushed his brain.

Kneeling on the ground and taking a few breaths, Shizuko Yamashita felt that she was still in a nightmare and hadn't walked out, so she sought affirmation from the person in front of her: "Knot, is it over?"

"His spell has been entangled with his soul, so after destroying his spell, the soul that cannot find the body will soon dissipate."

"So, it's over." Osamu Dazai walked up to her and knelt down, stretching out his hand in a gentlemanly manner, "But your future has just begun. Be happy, Ms. Shizuko."

"Yes... I'm sorry!" Yamashita Shizuko burst into tears instead, and the accumulated suppressed emotions poured out like a flood.

I really dare not even think about it, the person who was misunderstood by her and severely hurt by her is the one who finally brought her back to the world.

"..." Osamu Dazai looked at her with difficulty, and finally explained her gently, "Don't blame yourself, Ms. Shizuko. You should know that I am a psychiatrist, and most of my patients are paranoid and crazy , they are very aggressive. In comparison, Ms. Shizuko, you are already very good, and you will realize that this is wrong and feel guilty about it.”

She: "But I..."

Osamu Dazai: "You are sick."

Looking at the pair of eyes that are gentler than the night and more lingering than the smoke, Shizuko Yamashita seemed to be bewitched, nodded and said: "Yes, I am sick."

Osamu Dazai: "In this world, you have many companions who are also persecuted like this. Because Ms. Shizuko is smart, strong and brave, so you have to save them, help them, and lead them to live together."

Yes, he intends to let the devil work for nothing.

Man-made, Shizuko Yamashita, who is between human beings and magic spirits, has been following Fake Summer Oil, and has an advantage over Fyodor.

And like he said, she's one of those guys, and she'll be recognized.The world of conjuration is very exclusive, unless the devil dies now, and then becomes a curse spirit with strong resentment, otherwise it will be difficult to poach her corner.

As if inspired by him, Shizuko Yamashita helped him to stand up, her face blushing with confusion: "I, I am willing to be driven by you."

The young man was a little surprised and shook his head in disapproval: "No, you should live according to your own ideas. To me, you are just a patient I met by chance."

So don't care.

"Okay, I understand! Thank you very much!" She bowed deeply, "Do I need to dispose of this body?"

He: "...No, just put it here, someone will come and take it away later."

After dealing with the most annoying person recently, Dazai, who is in a good mood, plans to visit the students of the high school.

He didn't mean to help, but just wanted to get some pictures of his embarrassment as material for him to laugh at Gojo Satoru.

When Osamu Dazai found Nagasaki Rose, she was pulling Jushi's hair and tearing its face.

"Who allowed you to use my face without authorization?! It's disgusting——"

Him: "Hiss..."

What did Gojo Wujo say, let him take care of his students?

He now feels that the spells need more love and affection.