long-lived centenarian leader

Enthusiastic people: Well... I don't have any experience in raising children. What happened there?

Osamu Dazai sent such a passage.

In fact, Gojo Satoru hasn't consulted with him for a long time. Although he has just started to get in touch with the dirty world of adults, he is very assertive and will not change his mind just because of what others say.

He will adopt the moves given to him by Osamu Dazai, but he will not always act in accordance with Osamu Dazai's thoughts.He is the type who will never join forces with people he hates, he is independent, strong and undisguised.

This is bound to happen sooner or later.

If he guessed correctly, now is the time for it to come true.

The best teachers in the world: Although our students start to perform tasks from the first grade, they act in units of age until they are officially promoted to the second grade.

Both of my students were only assessed for grades at the time of entry, which was very early.But when I was on a business trip, they were assigned tasks separately and encountered danger.

When I got back, they told me it was an accident.

Gojo Satoru was very angry when he thought of this.

It is common for conjurers to be short of people, but this kind of thing has almost never happened to first-year students. Even he and Xia Youjie were both super-level in the entrance evaluation. At the beginning, they were two groups. The nitrous that heals people stays in school.

After he graduated, he received more and more so-called high-risk missions. How could he not have enough manpower to separate his students to deal with quasi-level one spell spirits?

The higher-ups told him that there was a mistake in the evaluation of the level of the window's people, and there was a situation where the curse embryo evolved and upgraded.

He is no longer the simple boy who always thinks that other people are weak and has a high probability of making mistakes, and doesn't take it to heart.

He began to understand that these people were not what he had imagined. Although they were stupid and bad, they were dedicated to the magic world.

This incident made him understand that their selfishness was enough to make them deliberately take away the youth and life of young people.

If it wasn't for Natsume bringing Madara, if it wasn't for Yato's strength beyond those people's imagination, it's hard to say whether he could see the complete students when he came back.

It was so rotten that he couldn't stand it.

If it wasn't for the students to stop him, he planned to beat them all to death.

Gojo Gojo bitterly took a bite of Yato and ran to Sendai to buy Kikufuku, which he bought to comfort him, typing away.

The best teachers in the world: they are all very well behaved, and they can be paid for.They can't stay by my side for the time being, it's better to hide in a place where those people don't know.

Those people were still worried about the fact that he took Fu Heihui away before they could take advantage of it. Now that they dare to attack his students, they would definitely dare to let people quietly take Hui away forcibly.

He didn't have the energy to keep looking at the siblings, nor did he have the confidence to hide them from those people.

Wujo Satoru clearly realized that although he was the strongest, it was difficult to protect the person he wanted to protect.

Osamu Dazai thought about it for a while, and felt that the matter at Gojo Satoru's side became interesting, thinking that he really didn't need him to take care of the children, so he agreed.

Enthusiastic people: OK.You choose a time, and I will ask my eldest sister to pick them up.

As soon as he sent the message, he received a transfer.

At the beginning, followed by eight digits.

There is also [-] million yen to erase the odds.

It is not an amount of money that ordinary people can touch.

Osamu Dazai did not forget his character design, and after a pause, he sent a sentence, "Boss, you really gave too much."

The best teacher in the world: It’s just last month’s salary, I’ll give it all to you, please take care of my children.

As the only super conjurer in the entire conjuration world who can normally perform missions, Gojo Satoru's remuneration for each private commission is quite high, all starting at eight figures, and even those sent by the window are seven figures.

Compared with other conjurers who need to spend huge amounts of money on the purchase and maintenance of spell equipment, he has almost nothing to spend money on.

Even if the Gojo family's property is not counted, he is quite rich.

He really thinks it's a good deal for the other party to temporarily protect and raise the two children for him with this little money.

The value of Hui far exceeds one billion.

On the other side, Osamu Dazai fell silent after seeing the words sent by the other party.

Why did he feel that something was wrong?

I even feel that the money transaction between the two has become wrong.

Forget it, money is not important, the important thing is to do things.

He took the initiative to ask the other party if he needed other help from him, such as giving ideas or something.

Gojo Satoru hesitated for a while.

He was of course keenly aware that the "consultant" hired from the Internet seemed to know and be too good at this sort of thing, and was probably in a similar circle himself.

He is not interested in following other people's path again, and he doesn't like the feeling of following others' orders, so he rarely discusses this kind of issue with the other party.

But now he's fretting about it.

He could send the Fuhei siblings away, but the students would still live in the sight of those people, just like he did back then.It's called protection, but it's actually surveillance and imprisonment.

After this incident, they will also realize that these two people have great power.

There will be more obscure, more complicated and more dangerous confrontations waiting for him in the future.

He has something he absolutely doesn't want to lose.

The best teacher in the world: What do you think I should do?They want to thwart me with the blood of my students.

He finally asked it out, and decided that if he didn't like to hear it, he would beat up everyone involved in the matter overnight.

Osamu Dazai tapped on the table with a pen, trying to bring Chuya Nakahara's thinking into it.

Mori Ogai's teachings have left an indelible mark on him. He is used to using dexterous means to achieve his goals and pursue the so-called optimal solution without violating his own will. .

Gojo Satoru doesn't like this, in order to be able to continue to follow up on this matter, he should act according to the way the other party likes.

Enthusiasts: Since they expect blood to be the point of this, let it end with blood.

If I'm not wrong, your student's three-colored cat is not a normal three-colored cat. You take it and go to the house of the person who instructed that this incident was an accident.

It's normal for cats to get angry and scratch people, and no one can persuade them. This is a reasonable accident for everyone, isn't it?

Killing chickens to warn monkeys, declaring domineering, and making people fear is the fastest way to build power.

Someone probably felt that none of these people was innocent, so they either killed them all or left them alone.

This tactical thinking is worse than that of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Gojo Satoru, who didn't know that he was complained about, looked at the three consecutive messages sent by the other party, his eyes lit up.

This is good, he likes it.

Him: Are you going to kill someone?

He inquired about the scale of what could be done.

The other one, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, realizing that Wujo Satoru's bottom line was lower than he imagined, and he was also very capable of killing the so-called "insiders".

It is very interesting to raise the strongest one with all the strength in the magic world.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the time past one o'clock in the morning and found it more interesting.

This greeting card will not delay his chatting, and will not force him to sleep.

Enthusiasts: I don't recommend this, as it's a great opportunity to see who's with him.

The best teacher in the world: Thank you, I understand, let's go.

Gojo Wuda ran into the student dormitory in the middle of the night, pulled the students out of the quilt, took away the cat and knife, stuffed them back in, and ran away without saying a word.

Yato & Natsume Takashi:? ? ?

Xue Yin and Mr. Cat were about to scold him for being a pervert, when Gojo Satoru said that he was going to beat up Yato and Natsume's upper class, and immediately became 12 points passionate.

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For adult conjurers, one or two o'clock in the morning is likely to be the time when they have just finished their night activities.

A certain upper echelon who was in charge of assigning tasks to the in-service conjurers had just finished his work, poured himself a glass of strong wine, and sat in the courtyard to smoke.

He has been doing this job for a long time. Although he is from a famous family, his technique is not outstanding. After accumulating enough qualifications, he has been staying in this position.

Whether the power is too big or not, the overall arrangement of material deployment personnel outside the mission is not under his control, and his subordinates are all miscellaneous fish.It is not small, and in a sense, it can be said that it holds the power of life and death.

Whether it's from a curse spirit or a magician.

He enjoyed this feeling very much, so after receiving the olive branch thrown from above, he took it without hesitation.

Those people's strength is not even as good as his, but all of them have power in their hands, and the benefits are at their fingertips.

But they were all too timid, Wutiao Wu hadn't done anything yet, and people were panicking.

The smoke made the scenery in front of him hazy, and he thought about Gojo Satoru loosely.

Born in the Yusan family, the proud son of heaven among the proud sons of heaven.

It is said that as soon as he was born, the magic world began to change because of him.

In those years, a large number of curse spirits grew and became stronger, and many people died, including his relatives and many relatives.

A lot of people want Gojo Satoshi.

But that is the future of the magic world, and it is the six eyes that Lord Tianyuan needs.

Many people died protecting him when he was young.

In such a large conjurer family as the Wutiao family, apart from Wutiao Wu, there is no one who can be called a name.

They invested too much in this person and paid too much.

And what reason does Gojo Satoru, who has seen all this with his own eyes, not obediently be a knife under their hands?

Even if he is the strongest, even if he has a tyrannical personality, he is bound by these things.

He was taught by them alone, and he couldn't find the palm of their hands.

The man who was thinking about this matter was smoked, squinted his eyes, and reached out to touch his wine.

Touched a snow-white paw.

The man, who was soaked in a comfortable life and tobacco and alcohol, looked behind dully, and met a huge monster.

The monster's bright red eyes seemed to be stained with blood, and its ferocious eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

It was opening its white-fanged mouth to him.

The man immediately came to his senses, and his strong desire to survive made him unleash his great potential, avoiding the opponent's bite and waving claws.

But soon there was another knife blade with a cold light coming from behind, and he rolled around to dodge it. Looking back, he saw the blond boy holding the knife and said with a very vicious tongue: "You are a little nimble, you bastard."

The two intruders were like cats playing with mice. Instead of killing him, they chased him all over the house and ran away, adding wounds to his body from time to time, hitting wherever it hurt, and killing him in the newly bought courtyard. It was smashed beyond recognition and no one could live in it.

Just when he was feeling desperate, someone came late.

"Oh, it's just the right time, you're not dead—you're in such a mess~"

Between the deep night and the cool moonlight, Gojo Satoru's eyes were shining brightly, as if he could see all the chaos in the world and see all the filthy things.

As many times as they have felt fear and loathing.

Gojo Satoru was laughing wildly and recklessly, even though he said respectful names, he did not conceal his malice.

"You should understand that you will be punished for letting others suffer without authorization. Why are you still drinking and smoking so late?"

The elderly man suddenly realized that this is not a little ancestor who can be coaxed to be good, but a god of killing who will watch them die.