Is the most powerful spell being taught by my brother-in-law to be a man today?

If all these guys in front of me are curse spirits, I'm afraid Gojo Satoru won't be in such distress now.

Avoid? A ferocious claw strike, dodging the slashing knives from both sides, and bumping head-on? A chainsaw spinning crazily, Gojo Satoru twitched his lips, silently lowered his body to dodge, obviously wanting him to turn into the middle of the sea? s attack.

The people with supernatural powers around him had already fallen to the ground scatteredly, and Gojo Satoru was in deep thought.

Going on like this? It's not a solution. The detective agency should calm down, right?If it goes on like this, he can't spare his hands to kill the curse spirit.

He took the time to look over there to Osamu Dazai who was just about to move a small bench to eat melon seeds and watch a show.

"Your partner is constantly being manipulated by the curse spirit to attack me? You seem to be very idle?"

Osamu Dazai was too happy watching the play, he sat down on Nakashima Atsushi who was thrown behind him, and restored him to his original state.

Osamu Dazai smiled and stroked his dazed cerebellum: "Well... As you can see, I? I have limited abilities, and I can only maintain some people's sobriety."

Atsushi Nakashima who regained consciousness for a short time: "...Mr. Dazai, Mr. Dazai." Now, is he pretending to be unconscious and continuing to rush forward? To fight or can he take a break at halftime? 0w0?

Cerebellar Axe, who was being used as a cushion, was at a loss.

"What's more, the main event hasn't started yet? It's about to start." Dazai Osamu propped his chin, and waved his hand leisurely over the besieged Gojo Satoru: "Come on~ I defeated my rival, Mr. Cursing Spirit, and successfully got out of the single Gojo-kun."

As soon as his words fell, the people around him who were "manipulated" attacked Gojo Satoru even more ferociously.

Gojo Satoru casually pushed a person with supernatural abilities close to him into the floor and knocked him unconscious? He narrowed his eyes, looked at Osamu Dazai from a distance for two seconds, and suddenly smiled: "Suddenly remembered, there is one thing I want to clarify " He raised his leg, slashed across, and kicked the guy on the right who was about to throw a lemon bomb at him.The white-haired conjurer stood coldly in the middle of the crowd with unkind eyes, and raised his chin provocatively.

"Correction, not a rival in love..."

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, and suddenly teleported to Dazai Osamu, gave up the use of no-lower-limit spells, picked up the collar of the black-haired young man with one hand, Chen Qi was unprepared, and flung him away. ?go?.

Osamu Dazai who suddenly flew into the air: "?!" The young man with ordinary physical skills instantly realized what the other party wanted to do? He shouted: "Calm down, Gojo-kun!!!" While trying to adjust his body shape and change his flight route.

Gojo Satoru clenched his fists, turning a deaf ear to Dazai Osamu's begging for mercy, the wanton magic world ceiling crushed his legs, and the next moment appeared next to Dazai Osamu who was in mid-air.

"That's a lost dog, Dazai-kun."

After explaining this sentence to Osamu Dazai kindly, the gloating smile on Gojo Satoru's lips was exactly the same as that of Osamu Dazai before.

go you~

Osamu Dazai who was kicked away by a human-shaped spell-removing instrument as a weapon... no... an earthquake in his pupils.

He waved his hands indiscriminately in the air, convinced that his physical skills were impossible to survive, so he gave up struggling and flew straight out all the way, hitting a pile of humanoid flesh controlled by the curse spirit Mat?.

It crackled and fell to the ground again.

Gojo Satoru blinked, and innocently put his hands back into his pockets: "Oh, oh, are you okay? But this way you can control a few more, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai slumped silently among a group of people with supernatural powers staggering around. The bandages on his arms were scattered. After a long while, he smiled instead of angry.

"Ah... that's right, because I? have to take care of the group of people next to me, so there's only one left, so I'll leave it to you."

Osamu Dazai sneered, he "rubbed" and "rubbed" his head, spread out his limbs, fell back, and completely went on strike.

Gojo Satoru frowned in confusion.

……

three.

two.

One.

Osamu Dazai, who was meditating in his heart, suddenly raised his lips soundlessly.

"Ah - Yi - ah - ah - ah -" suddenly a slightly familiar voice yelled and approached quickly, Gojo Satoru's pupils shrank slightly, and his intuition of fighting all the year round made him reflexively and instantly Moved? Out of position.

The place where he was standing just now exploded with a bang. Gravel and dust, the floor was crushed and cracked, and a hole leaked from top to bottom, bottomless.

Osamu Dazai watched a mafia model worker in a certain port dig a huge hole for his headquarters. He was in a good mood lying on a pile of comatose humanoid pads, and even flipped over for himself like a salted fish. individual.

Dark dwarf, here we come.

Gojo Satoru floated in mid-air silently? He stared at the gravitational force that he had demolished his home for a few seconds: "After this guy wakes up..."

When Osamu Dazai heard the words, his expression was serious, righteous, and he gave him a popular science: "Don't worry! Don't look at Mr. Mori... Oh, I? I was talking about the lolicon who greeted you before, don't look at his appearance He is petty and poor, and his character is not very good, but in fact, he is still a good boss, and he will never care about the battle damage of his own family." But the battle damage caused by you magicians is not necessarily up.

Now, how could Gojo Satoru still believe in Osamu Dazai's nonsense?

But he looked at Zhongyuan Zhongya thoughtfully for two seconds, and when he noticed something, when the opponent attacked next, he quickly flashed to the side of the wall.

"Boom—" There was another loud noise, and the mafia building in the port added another huge loss.

Gojo Satoru took the opportunity to fly out from the damaged hole.

The Central Plains Central Plains, which was "controlled" by the curse spirit, followed suit.Central Plains Central Plains, who was supposed to be dismissed to avoid risks and losses, was also surrounded by an ominous black and red light. He raised his hand slightly, and the black and red gravity ball in his palm seemed to tear apart the space slowly. Cohesion.

Hao Fa's young man was also floating in the air, and the black mist gathered excitedly around him, and the Central Plains's eyes were also condensed, as if he had regarded the killing of Gojo Satoru as a very important first-level order, and he was serious and strict. It is intended to execute on the spot.

"You, allow me to be filthy in my gloom, and don't regain my awakening..." The ominous shadow began to climb up? Central? Yuan Zhong? Ye's fair arms, neck, and cheeks, and he began to be urged by the curse spirit Subconsciously intend to open? Open dirty.

Osamu Dazai stuck his head out while leaning on the wall of the building with a hole in it. The strong wind blew his slightly curly black hair flying, which disturbed people's sight.

Don't worry about being smart, he brushed his hair away, wishing that the two annoying guys would start a hair-to-hair battle immediately, so he excitedly said, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hit him beat him!"

Central Plains Central Plains also did not give him a look.

Gojo Satoru speechlessly glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was dancing and cheering up the other party. What? Then he suddenly relaxed. He seemed to be standing in the air defenselessly.

The only one at the scene who was serious about fighting in the Central Plains was still going on: "...a different ability..."

"Tai-zai-kun-?" A gloomy voice seemed to come from hell behind Dazai Osamu, and Mori Ou stood behind Dazai Osamu with a grim look, and put his hand on Dazai Osamu on his shoulders to prevent himself from being affected by the curse spirit again.

Osamu Dazai's waving arms froze, and stopped awkwardly in a funny pose.

"Oh... Mr. Mori, why are you awake?"

Mori Ou put the scalpel on Osamu Dazai's heart with a nonchalant smile: "If I don't wake up again, I'm afraid Chu Ya-kun is going to blow up our own building... As for why he is in Yokohama, can you please give your poor temporary ally an explanation, Dazai-kun?"

Osamu Dazai couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat: "Well... listen to me? Explain... what? How about the president? By the way, how about me? Wake the president up and talk about it?"

Mori Ogai sneered, now that the situation was urgent, he was too lazy to listen to his nonsense anymore, so the former doctor who looked thin, now the chief of the port mafia grabbed Osamu Dazai by the shoulder, and exerted extraordinary force on Osamu Dazai Kicked and flew out? Go?

Osamu Dazai: "Wow——"

One night? Twice air? Trapeze experience, worthy of him.

Chuuya Nakahara, who was caught off guard by a trapeze in the air, said, "... the filthy sorrow...sorrow...?! Ah?! Dazai?!"

The black mist around the orange-haired young man began to dissipate rapidly. At the same time, the red light of gravity on his body could not be maintained, and the two fell down from the air in a hurry.

Zhong? Yuan Zhong? There was no time to be puzzled by the current situation, he was shocked and angry: "Bastard Dazai!! Give it to me quickly? Let go!!!"

Osamu Dazai grabbed him tightly: "Wow! Don't! I? I don't want to die in love with the little dwarf!!!"

Zhong? Yuan Zhong? was also furious: "Then you let go, you bastard!!! I? Leave you alone? Die!!!"

The two former "Double Black" partners fell vertically into the woods outside the mafia building in the port. Fortunately, there were trees as a buffer, and coupled with the emergency self-rescue of Zhongyuan Zhongye, the two finally fell to the ground in embarrassment. On the ground? Fell into a ball.

"It hurts..."

Gojo Satoru looked down at the ground? Two guys with only minor scratches: "Looks like luck, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai held his scratched face and inhaled: "Thanks to you."

Nakahara Nakata also stood up, wiped the dust off his face, and came back again, hesitating the curse spirit, and picked up Osamu Dazai who was on the ground and kept complaining about the pain.

Zhong? Yuan Zhong? also frowned and looked at Gojo Satoru: "What's going on? Didn't you let me come back temporarily to support?"

Gojo Wujo spread his hands: "It's better to ask Dazai-kun over there."

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, and continued: "It hurts..." He cleverly began to change the subject: "Okay, then we can start serious work. Here it is, Wujo-kun."

Naka-hara Naka-ya: "... Tsk, your efficiency is too low." He suppressed his anger and decided not to care about Dazai Osamu for the time being.

Gojo Wu smiled when he heard the words. He stood far away in the air and tilted his head slightly towards the two young men on the ground.

The young man's soft white hair was blown up by the wind, and the ceiling of the magic world, which has frightened countless magic spirits, laughed jokingly at them: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

As soon as the sound fell, the mantra energy gathered silently by the tip of his left finger began to expand.

Reversal of spells—hey!

In the next second, starting from Wutiaowu, the ground in a large area on his left was roared and engulfed by the magic light that suddenly broke away, the forest was annihilated, and the dust scattered. The midfielder is out of shape due to serious injuries.

Gojo Wu looked over, looked at the familiar super-level curse spirit, and sneered indifferently: "I said it, but it's just a defeated dog."

Osamu Dazai: "..." Wow, this battle damage... Will Mr. Mori cry? Come on?

Zhong? Yuan Zhong? Ye: "..." nmd, this guy was playing with feelings before, right? !