No magic power doesn't affect me becoming the strongest

"Knotweed, what's wrong?"

Outside the tall walls of Wujo's house, in the dark grass where the moonlight did not shine, Fu Heihui reached out and patted the shoulder of Yuzu Yujin.

They were originally investigating the situation of the red brick warehouse, but they couldn't find any clues after being busy for a long time. It's not that the scene was messy or something, but it was just like the controlled place they saw last night, but now it seems to have suddenly become normal world.

Not even a trace of filth was left.

But that is impossible.

Even if there was no battle here last night, how could it be possible for their filth to disappear without a trace in one night just based on the abilities they used last night?

Speaking of this Fu Heihui was actually very strange from the beginning.

This world is really - too "clean".

Clean to the point of being eerie.

So much so that Fu Heihui only now realized that there was something wrong with the state of the knotweed Yuren, as if he was thinking about something.

Is this idiot set up for this! ?

Fu Heihui frowned worriedly.

Hearing Fu Heihui's words, Yuzu Yujin, who came back to his senses after a slow beat of his head, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, a little tangled and confused, after thinking about it, he leaned closer to Fu Heihui's ear, lowered his voice and whispered to him. He whispered in his ear: "...that's what, it's, uh...that."

"Get to the point." Fu Heihui turned his head expressionlessly, staring into the eyes of Knotweed Yuren.

"..." Knotweed Yuren closed his eyes, and said baldly without changing his breath, "I just suddenly feel that the two-faced Nuo on my body is gone. Even if you scold him, ignore me. Do you think he disappeared? It's gone!"

!! ?

Is this why at noon you stayed in the toilet for an hour before you came out and your whole body was so sluggish?

Fu Heihui swallowed that rant back, frowned and asked, "Are you sure? Two-faced Su Nuo disappeared?"

He's not sure either... Katsuobu Yuren looked at Fu Heihui anxiously, trying to convey his innocence to him.

"..." Okay, I understand.

Fu Heihui twitched the corners of his mouth, covering his head with some headaches.

Two-faced Su Nuo is gone—?

If he didn't know the character of Polygonum cuspidatum, Fu Heihui would have thought he was lying to him.

On one side, Rose Nagizaki also had some doubts, so the three of them looked at——

With his back against the big tree, Nakahara Chuya closed his eyes and meditated.

After all, if it is not the problem of Knotweed Yujin, it is the problem of the world.

Unbearable to be stared at, the orange-haired boy opened his eyes impatiently, his deep cobalt blue pupils glowing in the darkness, like a wolf in the night.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was so innocent, he was clearly one of the people who knew nothing, right?

But facing those three pairs of expectant eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong still couldn't help feeling a little scalp tingling.

Suddenly, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt something, and quickly stepped forward to pick up the three people who got together.

Under the effect of the spell, the four of them hid in the treetops at the same time.

Zhong Yuanzhong also made a silent gesture to the three of them, and after getting three obedient nods, he narrowed his eyes and looked down.

Between the interlaced branches and leaves, the moonlight falls.

A black-haired woman in a white underwear slowly walked up a gentle slope not far away with her bare feet.

At her feet, there were transparent spell spirits who lowered their heads, as if they were greeting the gods.

The woman slowly raised her head, and those long and narrow fox eyes slowly opened, filled with the color of water, tremblingly flowing with the fluttering eyelashes under the moonlight.

"...Huh?" She raised her head, nodded her chin in doubt, and showed her face with a gentle smile, "Sorry, did I scare you?"

At the same time, when the atmosphere in the hall froze because of Gojo Satoru's sudden utterance, Osamu Dazai slowly opened the chair and sat down lightly.

The young man tilted his head, propped his chin with one hand, and said with a light smile, "Long time no see~"

???

Nanako Gojo blinked blankly.

She looked at the boy who was the leader Zaiban sitting next to her, her pupils trembled slightly: What's going on? !

Can anyone tell her what happened?

Ever since Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, Gojo Nanako, who felt that the plot was running like a wild horse, stretched out her foot and lightly kicked Osamu Dazai.

The little girl's actions under the table obviously cannot be hidden from Wujo Satoru. He has no expression on his face at the moment, but it gives people a feeling that a storm is about to come.

But no matter how he looked at the man in front of him, he was still in the blind spot of the six eyes, and Gojo Satoru couldn't get any information from him at all.

And that's the biggest message.

Dazai Osamu, the former leader of the port mafia, once overthrew the world of spells with his own power—the heresy.

Why is he not dead?No, I should ask, how could he die...

Gojo Satoru bent the corner of his lips, but said with a nonchalant smile: "That's really a pity, I don't want to see you."

"Nanako's disappearance during this time, are you responsible for it?" That's right, if it's this person, those idiots really can't find Nanako's whereabouts.

Osamu Dazai smiled, but didn't reply.

Gojo Satoru thought he got the answer, his face turned ugly, and he asked Dazai Osamu coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah, Mr. Gojo, don't be so angry~" Osamu Dazai smiled and took the girl's hand and placed it on the table, "Because Nanako is here, of course I want to come!"

He said softly to the girl, "Don't you think so, Nanako?"

Nanako Gojo, who was caught off guard, shrank her fingers in embarrassment, and replied vaguely: "Hmm..."

It's not wrong to say so, but... how should I put it, the old man feels like he's about to explode.

Gojo Satoru was really going to explode with anger, the hair on the back of his head curled up as he took a deep breath, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Then he struggled to pull out a smile that could not be called gentle, and said to Nanako Gojo, "Nanako, come over to Dad."

"No!" Osamu Dazai refused first, and then pretended to be pitiful and held the girl's hand on his cheek, "Nanako won't pass, right?"

"……"as long as you are happy.

Damn Osamu Dazai!

Gojo Gojo stood up in a fit of anger, stretched out his hand and slapped the table hard: "Dog man, let go of my daughter!!!"

Click.

The expensive solid wood long table couldn't bear the sudden force and broke into two halves.

Gojo Nanako, who was the first to see Gojo in such a state, showed an expression that had never seen the world. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at Gojo, who was frozen in place, in shock.

Then, he grabbed the "weak" Osamu Dazai to protect him behind him.

She just said it! !

Will fight!

Seeing that his daughter was frightened and wanted to protect Osamu Dazai, Gojo Satoru, whose old father's heart was broken, made a move immediately.

The daughter can be coaxed at any time, but the black-hearted old man must be killed first! ! !

As a result, as soon as he took a step, Nanako Gojo, who had been watching his movements closely all morning, hugged Osamu Dazai subconsciously.

Osamu Dazai, who did not expect to be protected in his arms, only felt a fresh scent of jasmine shrouded in him, his body stiffened obviously, and then he stretched out his hand and patted the girl's back as if nothing had happened.

"It's okay..." Those iris-colored eyes blinked helplessly, and he didn't lower his head, just said in this posture, "Nanako, let me go first, okay?"

"Are you an idiot!" Gojo Nanako snapped back, "If you beat the old man better than me, why would I be like this?"

Nanako Gojo froze for a moment, and gave the bald Nanako the title she usually kept in her heart that she didn't dare to say, and knocked her forehead on Osamu Dazai's shoulder.

It's over, I slipped my mouth!

Gojo Satoru, known as the "old man", suddenly lost his temper. He looked at the back of Gojo Nanako incredulously, and Dazai Osamu smiled gloatingly, and pointed to himself: "Old, old man?"

He, Gojo Satoru, a 38-year-old golden bachelor, an old man?

——Nanako, do you miss Dad that much in your heart?

Mr. Goujuji, who was sitting quietly eating melons, looked at the mandarin duck who was almost beaten with a club, and then at Mr. Wutiao who was heartbroken, and silently lowered his head.

...I always feel that I heard something incredible.Should he go, or should he go, or should he go?

Before Mr. Gojo remembered him...

"——Osamu Dazai, why are you rushing at me? What happened back then has nothing to do with Nanako." Gojo Satoru clenched his fists vigorously.

Ah, found it.

Osamu Dazai slowly raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand to caress the girl's soft hair, tilted his head, and rubbed against it.

"What happened back then?"

"What... what happened back then?" The boy's tone was full of doubts, as if he hadn't remembered anything, and it was true, he didn't know anything.

Well, it doesn't feel exciting enough.

"Nanako, do you know—what happened back then?" Osamu Dazai asked in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed on Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru watched Dazai Osamu's movements closely, closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them slowly.

He took off the glasses he wore all year round, and the wrinkles between his brows made that young face serious and frightening. Few people would look directly at Gojo Satoru's face, when it was obvious that Dazai Rule does not belong to those people.

"I'm sorry about Mr. Oda's death," Gojo Satoru said blankly, with a trace of deep sadness flashing in his eyes, "but Dazai, this is something beyond our control."

"Jie, too..." Gojo Wujo suffocated, forcing himself to continue, "Jie was also sacrificed."

"There is no way." He opened his mouth almost mechanically, and there were no tears in his eyes, but at that moment he seemed to be crying.

"There is no way." He repeated in a low voice, not knowing who he was convincing.

Even if he tried his best to stand on the top of the country, tried his best to turn himself into this appearance, traveled all over the world, and searched all the banned books... He has worked very hard, really, really hard ,But.

There was a trace of bewilderment in the six blue eyes.

but.

He still hadn't found Jay.

—he lost her.

Gojo Satoru stretched out a hand to Gojo Nanako, and after a while, slowly put it down again.

At this moment, he seemed to be the strongest omnipotent again, the indifferent mask once again covered that face that never seemed to get tired.

"Give it up," he heard himself say.

give up.he said to himself.

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