Bai Yueguang just wants to pass the customs

Looking at the newspaper in front of him, Osamu Dazai was silent for a long time, so long that he began to doubt whether his previous plan was correct.

Obviously he made a mistake, Bai Guo is not a person who plays cards according to common sense.

Even if I have seen this before when I was fleeing for my life in that unknown base, I still did not expect her to be so unreasonable, and it may be because of the assists around her. Gojo Satoru with a smile on the corner of his mouth casually.

Osamu Dazai would not believe what the waiter said before about the dignitaries in the back kitchen and the part-time newspaper in Bai Guo's hands now that Gojo Satoru hadn't done anything in between.

It should be said that he himself did the trick, and he really held a grudge, and he was about to get back just once he lost the wind.

Even though he was blindfolded, Gojo Satoru noticed Osamu Dazai's sight right away. He lazily turned his head and smiled slightly when he met those iris-colored eyes, as if mocking himself for digging a hole for himself. Jumping Osamu Dazai.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai on the opposite side of the newspaper hadn't moved, Bai Guo couldn't help but put down the newspaper and asked him suspiciously: "Is there any embarrassment?"

Of course, Osamu Dazai is a person who is not constrained by the world, especially by money. Now suddenly asking him to work so many part-time jobs is almost like killing him half of his life.

"Xiao Guo, I'm sure I'll be exhausted from working so many part-time jobs." Osamu Dazai showed a weak face, his coquettish head was about to touch the back of Bai Guo's hand on his knee.

But Ginkgo doesn't like this.

It should be said that as long as it is about money matters, any kind of coquettish routine is useless to Bai Guo.

"You have to believe that people's potential is infinite, just like a sponge squeezed will squeeze out water, I believe you can do it." Bai Guo said in a serious manner, with a trusting expression on his face that believed in Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai:

I don't know if he can be competent, but it's true that he will be laughed at by Chuya and everyone in the detective agency.

He could even imagine Kunikida-kun's unbridled laughter and Atsu-kun's suppressed laughter and complaints when he worked part-time to deliver milk or newspapers in the morning.

And Chuya, after knowing this, he will definitely order milk every day, and while drinking milk to improve his height, he will laugh at him with that annoying face.

Ah——Just thinking about it makes life hopeless.

Seeing that Osamu Dazai still had a face of reluctance, Bai Guo comforted him: "You have to know that you already have responsibilities on your body, and you and I can only live well if you work hard to earn money."

Otherwise, Osamu Dazai would be beaten, and even she would bother to beat him, and it would be hard for both of them.

Wujo Satoru:

How strange it sounds.

Osamu Dazai:

It always feels a little weird, and it's okay to be laughed at by slugs when you say that.

Looking at Gojo Satoru who was sending messages with his mobile phone, Osamu Dazai had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after the other party put down the phone, there was a very malicious smile on his face, and he turned the phone screen to Bai Guo with an exaggerated expression: "I think it's too much for the school cafeteria to not have such nutritious food as milk in the morning. Starting tomorrow we will There are milk and morning newspapers in the school cafeteria, and you can follow some social news in real time, which will also be of great help to the students' experience."

But there is milk in the school cafeteria, didn't Gojo Satoru notice it?Or does he think the milk in the store where Osamu Dazai is about to work part-time is better?

Although he was puzzled, Bai Guo still applauded: "You are really a good teacher who cares about students."

"Caring about students is what I should do. Although the distance is a bit far away, I think Mr. Dazai won't mind."

Osamu Dazai:

It was already dark after dinner, and the street lamp at the entrance of the restaurant cast a warm light. Before saying goodbye, Bai Guo encouraged Dazai Zhi: "Tomorrow's part-time job has to work hard, I am optimistic about you."

Osamu Dazai: ...

This is really... sweet distress.

Then work part-time for a few days, and then go to trouble.

Otherwise, there will always be no spare time left, and there will be no time to be busy with your own private affairs.

In the end, Gojo Satoru’s order for milk was cancelled. Even so, Osamu Dazai couldn’t be happier. He likes to sleep in. Now the alarm every morning is not Kunikida-kun’s irritable phone call, but instead, he only needs to be late. Will get ginkgo's fist.

I hate pain, I hate getting up early, and I hate going to a coffee shop to work part-time in the afternoon.

Fortunately, Ginkgo didn't insist on asking him to go to Kushikatsu, otherwise Osamu Dazai would feel that life was hopeless and hang himself on a tree next to the Kushikatsu shop.

"Dazai... sir?!" Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who went out to get milk on time in the morning, was stunned, looking at Dazai who was about to leave on a bicycle, and the other party was still wearing his usual attire, stepping on a bicycle figure Gives a youthful feeling.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa's eyes widened in astonishment, he opened and closed them, and even rubbed them... The scene in front of him still didn't disappear.

"Yo, Akutagawa." The other party even waved his hand to greet him with a normal face.

Is it a hallucination?

It's not an illusion! ! !

Mr. Dazai is delivering milk to him, is he finally ready to accept him again?

But when he saw the incubator on the back seat of the bicycle, he suddenly calmed down. Osamu Dazai seemed to be working part-time.

Squeezing the milk glass bottle tightly in his hand, Ryunosuke Akutagawa in pajamas walked up to Osamu Dazai, his expression was as respectful as Osamu Dazai was when he was still in the port mafia, he bowed slightly: "Mr. You take care of your problems."

How can other people get the milk delivered by Mr. Dazai himself? This kind of thing that makes him mad with jealousy must never happen!

Thinking of this, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's expression became even more gloomy.

"You're still wearing pajamas." Osamu Dazai reminded him with a smile.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke glanced at him, suddenly getting the other party's concern made his heart beat faster, and replied stiffly: "It doesn't matter."

As long as he can help Mr. Dazai, so that no one else can get the milk delivered by Mr. Dazai himself, only he can get it, and he is willing to do anything!

"Is there really no problem?"

"Please believe me."

Looking at the back of Akutagawa Ryunosuke who was full of energy to take over the bicycle, the look in Dazai Osamu's eyes couldn't help but soften a little.

Akutagawa has also grown a lot.

He just didn't know what it would be like when he saw Chuya, and he was a little curious, thinking that Osamu Dazai walked in the opposite direction to Akutagawa Ryunosuke with his hands in his pockets.

"Undercover?" Swallowing the curry rice in his mouth, Bai Guo looked at Gojo Satoru who was sitting next to him, and even Fu Heihui, who was eating across the way, stopped his chopsticks.

"It's an undercover agent." Gojo Satoru repeated affirmatively, stretched out a finger to point to the corner of his mouth, and seeing that Bai Guo looked confused, he stretched out his hand to glue the rice grains from the corner of the other's mouth.

"Tell me, I can take it off myself." Wiping off the sauce from the corner of her mouth with a paper towel, Bai Guo was very interested in the undercover matter Gojo Satoru just said.

Pulling down the sunglasses on the bridge of the nose to cover the eyes, the white eyelashes trembled slightly, Gojo Satoru said: "Actually, the task is very simple, you just need to study in school for a while."

go to school?

Bai Guo was a little reluctant.

It's super frustrating to have to go to school in the game.

"Has there been any cases of curse spirits hurting people?" Fu Heihui asked.

At the same time, he also felt that Gojo Satoru's decision was a bit strange, letting the 20-year-old Bai Guo go to high school or something, just this was enough to make people wonder if there was something hidden in it.

Glancing at Fu Heihui, who was super intuitive, Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips, and comforted him in a lazy yet gentle voice: "It's not a big case, it's just that students in that school often get injured suddenly recently. , it can be confirmed that it is the curse spirit, the principal means to send someone to investigate for a period of time to find the curse spirit hidden in the dark."

Fu Heihui: ...

The boy with black hair curled up disobediently did not speak, but his face became much more serious.

He didn't believe Wujo Wu's words, the third-level magic spirit that can only hurt people doesn't need to send ginkgo at all, and the third-level magician can easily destroy it.

Sure enough, Mr. Wujo was hiding something.

"Then why didn't you send him there?" Bai Guo pointed to Fu Heihui, and said with reason under the surprised gaze of the other party, "Fu Hei is just at the age of high school, and he often looks at him with a cold face. Very fierce and not easy to provoke, he is more suitable than me."

After all, Bai Guo just didn't want to study.

Gojo Satoru also looked at Fu Heihui, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Hui can't do it, the aura and appearance of a bad boy like him can't be mixed with the students at all, it's hard to get useful information from those victims. information."

Faced with the ridicule and sarcasm of the teacher and adoptive father, Fukuroi, who was the leader of bad boys in Saitama Prefecture in junior high school, silently looked away.

"Plus, he has a mission recently," Gojo Satoru had an inexplicable smile on his face when he said this, "Our first-year students of the Conjuration College should also be here. .”

Bai Guo: "Although I don't know why you are laughing like that, but you look very handsome when you prophesy."

"Successful in being handsome!" With a mouthful of white teeth, Gojo Satoru looked very complacent.

Fu Heihui helped his forehead helplessly: ...

These two are really enough.

"Does it have to be me? I don't want to go to school." After the show was over, the girl lay down on the table with a look of lovelessness.

Life in the college is very salty and I still have extra time to find

PC, Bai Guo doesn't want to go to a school with strict management in all aspects.

"Be patient a little bit," Gojo Satoru's voice also calmed down. He hesitated for a moment and reached out to rub the top of the girl's hair to comfort her. "Recently, Gaozhuan is really short of manpower."

ginkgo:……

She looked at the brochure about Kanagawa Prefectural Sato Sakura High School on the table, and raised three fingers to Gojo Satoru: "The salary during the school period should be tripled."