Oda-san's career as a magician

Gojo Satoru's smile froze at Oda Sakunosuke's words.

But his eyes are not blind, from such a close distance, he can see that she is just curious, not playing tricks, not having any other thoughts, just pure curiosity.

Gojo Satoru: ...

It seems to be offended, but it seems not.

This Schrödinger feeling confused him.

He straightened up, and put the blindfold back on: "...I won't bet on the medium activated by the mist."

After saying this, he came to his senses, and complained all over his face: "Sakunosuke! If you don't protect your hair in battle, when I fought with that leaky coral last time, my hair would probably be burnt. Then I'm not spicy. Teacher Wutiao!"

"It was my fault."

Oda Sakunosuke: "But then will I see a cut-cut Satoru?"

Gojo Gojo slumped down and stretched out his voice: "Sakunosuke—"

The man with a height of more than 1.9 meters acted coquettishly, like a JK, without any sense of disobedience.

Oda Sakunosuke was silent for two seconds, and suddenly realized: "Are you tired? It takes many times to go directly from Tokyo to Yokohama. Persevere, and I will give you a reward when the matter is over. Thank you for helping me get back the magic formula and the magic formula." Ability."

Gojo Satoru directly put one hand around her shoulder, resting his chin on her other shoulder. From the back, it looked like a white hair was folded next to the red hair—and the white hair tried to bend over (the shoulders and his own height At least [-] centimeters away) It's a bit ridiculous to hang yourself up.

He smiled: "Well, so this is the reward, let me rest for a few seconds."

Oda Sakunosuke: "Is it such a simple reward?"

"That's right." Gojo Satoru lifted up the blindfold, completely revealing those blue eyes, and he could see a touch of blue under his eyes——Oda Sakunosuke turned his head, the tip of his nose seemed to brush his face in a trance, and he was stunned :"Feel sorry."

It was too close, her breathing seemed to be blending, she turned her head back again, and stopped looking at him: "Sorry... I just, subconsciously..."

Wow, even she would feel shy if she said it casually.

It's just that the mist filled the air, and her ears were just a little red, which was not so obvious.

Gojo Wu has no sense of distance. He didn't pay attention to what happened just now. He just thought it was funny that her ears were red—what could be hidden from six eyes?

"Are you shy? Hahaha, I really want to take a picture of you, Sakunosuke!"

Except for Mr. Wutiao, who is perfect in every aspect of his personality, he laughed loudly, not saving any face for the straight steel girl who rarely felt hot-faced.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Yes."

But the steel straight girl is the best at hitting straight balls because of her straightness.

The laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the neck. After receiving acquiescence, Gojo Satoru lost interest, and perfunctorily took out his mobile phone to take a photo of a beautiful woman frowning slightly and blushing.

"!"

Gojo Satoru straightened his waist, and instantly became happy: "It's very good-looking, although it's still not as handsome as Mr. Gojo! But! I want to use it as a screen saver!"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Yes."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Set up, but no sense of accomplishment.

"Your technique is still there, so did you include me in No Lower Limit just now?" Oda Sakunosuke looked as if nothing had happened now.

Gojo Satoru's blindfold has been put back on: "Yes." Isn't it just another barrier~

Sakunosuke was unmoved... let's go, let's work.

"Thank you for the hospitality, I'll go...to meet the culprit~"

After he finished speaking briskly, he suddenly remembered something: "What reward are you talking about?"

Sakunosuke Oda: "Lap pillows and hugs."

Gojo Satoru: "!!!"

Wrong billion! ! !

He was not happy, and had a little emotion, and said quietly for a long time: "Can I have them?"

He is someone who can even wear skirts, where is the shame coming from!Can get benefits, what's wrong with being cheeky?As long as you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed!

Oda Sakunosuke nodded again: "Yes."

Although Dazai said it was a very important, very important, very important reward, and Mr. Nakahara said that strangers and men should not be given casually, but everyone is not a stranger, they are all her friends.

There is no problem with the logic, she nodded confidently: "If you need it, I can provide it. It can be regarded as thanks for Wu's care, and also a relief for Wu's hard work."

Wutiaowu: "..."

What a nice guy.

In that case, he couldn't bear to tease him anymore, really.

"Okay, it's a deal." He smiled and waved his hands, disappearing into the mist, "See you later."

Seeing that he was gone, Oda Sakunosuke started to run quickly to make up for the 2 minutes of delay, so as not to delay what she could have done—maybe someone is short of these 2 minutes?

It is a matter of course that she can help one more person if she can help one more person. It is the cognition she will form even if she has been a killer, and it is a completely pure and benevolent three views.

But when I didn't want to be a killer at the beginning, I was really confused.

When he started to run quickly, the sound of howling wind brought a bit of coolness, and he jumped up on the spot with the energy under his feet, stepped on the top of the car, and passed quickly like a vigorous cheetah. fancy.

'Bang bang' two guns, someone's supernatural body was smashed by her, and it blew past like a typhoon. The rescued person could only see a crimson-haired man in a windbreaker holding a pair of / The back of the gun.

"saved……"

The rescued murmured.

Suddenly, an indescribable sense of crisis rushed through his body, Oda Sakunosuke stopped, and raised his head blankly.

It's a dragon.

The thing that rises from the sky is a pure energy body formed of energy, and it is embodied in the shape of a dragon.

"Mr. Zhongyuan..." She suddenly remembered the rumors in PortMafia.

No, that is the truth.

There is also a force in the Central Plains that he can't control himself, and he will lose his mind until he collapses-now, Oda Sakunosuke's vision can already see this.

The energy that is similar to mantra but not mantra spreads all over Zhongya's body, the red shimmer lifts up the building, creates ruins, and confronts the dragon head-on.

Her eyesight is very good, and she can vaguely see the strange runes on Zhongya Zhongya's face and body by virtue of her spell power, which is weird and indescribably shocking.

The 1.6-meter-tall Nakahara Chuya floats in front of the dragon. It is a beautiful picture, but it is also very small. The oppression of the dragon and the crisis in Yokohama are still temporarily unresolved.

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

All thoughts stopped abruptly.

A figure appeared in the sky after the energy of the bombardment, and the white mist gradually dissipated——

The strongest in the magic world, shot.

It was the first time for Oda Sakunosuke to see this super-standard power. She couldn't help opening her eyes wide, and was so shocked that she subconsciously held her breath.

——It was the first time she saw Gojo Satoru make a move.

The place passed by the almost energy cannon-like move seemed to have been applied with a disappearing spell, all of which were stirred in and disappeared in an instant.

She finally knew why Wu still had the title of 'Son of God'.

The dragon, disappeared in an instant.

Nakahara, who was next to him, also noticed that the target had disappeared, and wanted to continue to attack Gojo Satoru, but was pressed down by him, and used a spell to teleport back to the ground, looking for Dazai Osamu who called him 'Second Married Man'.

This is Yokohama's last resort, and it is also the last insurance for the filthy Nakahara Chuya: the supernatural ability "disqualification in the world".

Eliminate all supernatural powers and restrict the activation of all spells.

The final lock of the runaway.

The white mist dissipated and the signal was restored. Oda Sakunosuke suddenly remembered that the text message from Kishi had not been replied because of the signal blocking.

So she boldly stood where she was and responded to the message.

……

Gojo Satoru saw Osamu Dazai.

This person with "weird" written all over his body is Sakunosuke's friend, he is very good at acting, and he is terribly contrived... none of these can conceal his wisdom and closeness to monsters.

The black organization may one day use the help of him or his partner Edogawa Ranpo to get rid of it, and it cannot be offended.

So no matter what the battle between the two people looks like on the phone, when they meet, they will always have two smiling faces: "I have long admired your name, Mr. Gojo."/"We finally met, Osamu Dazai."

Osamu Dazai conveniently eliminated the side effects of the supernatural power for Nakahara Chuya, put on the safety lock, and let him collapse on the ground without helping him: "I don't have a hobby of being sticky with slugs."

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat weakly by the ruins: "..."

He rolled his eyes silently, and finally said awkwardly: "Thank you for this time."

He pressed down his top hat, covered his bright sapphire eyes, slightly closed his eyelids, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Osamu Dazai's tone was turbulent: "Thank you so much, please treat me to a crab meat feast. I want one year~"

Nakahara Chuya: "...Damn mackerel."

Because Gojo Satoru was here, Osamu Dazai didn't talk to him too much, instead he stopped talking to him very naturally and changed the subject: "Mr. Gojo, you have already delivered the man, what else can you do?"

Gojo Satoru smiled: "It's nothing, I just want to take a look."

"Since I've seen it before, I won't send it away soon." Osamu Dazai smiled, looking strange.

Gojo Satoru: "If there is a chance, I will visit the detective agency."

So it's useless to drive him away, a little bit~

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Nakahara, I will visit your leader later—" he dragged his voice, "Did Sakunosuke say hello in advance?"

Zhong Yuan also nodded subconsciously.

Osamu Dazai: "It's time to settle what you stopped Oda from doing."

Although it was because Oda Saku lost his memory at that time, it was for her own good, but it was still very annoying to stop him for a month.

Gojo Satoru: "Oh, what are you talking about? People don't understand. People are going to catch the culprit~"

After speaking, the person disappeared.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Wujo Satoru's ability to talk to himself makes people speechless.

Osamu Dazai glanced down and looked at the top of Nakahara Chuya who was sitting—his eyes seemed real to the well-trained Nakahara Chuya, and Nakahara Chuya said decisively: "I'll find someone to pick me up."

"That's really great." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at his receding back until he could no longer see him, then suddenly remembered something and touched his pocket.

——Sure enough, the new card was stolen!

"Bastard mackerel!!!"

Nakahara Chu here also scolded Osamu Dazai, and Gojo Satoru over there used teleportation spells to grab Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky who was about to run away.

Facing the brilliant-tongued Fyodor who was trying to delay for a while, Gojo Satoru had no expression on his face, and without saying a word, he grabbed him with his backhand and sent him to the Supernatural Secret Service.

Teleportation works well.

When Oda Sakunosuke heard about Fyodor again, he learned that the other party was the leader of the "Rats of the Dead House", and he was put into prison/prison and was guarded.

She suddenly realized: "So that's what Dazai meant by the mouse."

Osamu Dazai raised his forehead: "...Yes."