God is still on the way to recovery

The air was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant and alcohol. Metal bullets clanged into the tin box, stained with blood, and dried quickly.

"It's a special bullet aimed at people with supernatural powers. However, this gentleman has a special physique, and the supernatural power attached to the bullet has been dispelled." Kotomine Kirei covered the wound on Osamu Dazai's waist with his palm, and the incantation gradually emerged on the back of his hand. Mark of.

The convenience of the agent allows him to ignore some rules to collect multiple spells, and now he consumes one at will to bless his healing magic, which is naturally to please Mao Mao.

This is the middle floor of a business building. The Kimura couple set up this place as the company's office area, equipped with offices and staff lounges. Ever since Kazumo came to Tokyo, he was placed here, and this cruel god actually I started placing him away, and never came to him once during the period.

"Kirei, I'm sorry, I'm really busy." Ushio, who was writing questions every day until he vomited blood, explained truthfully.

But to the priest, this sentence was nothing more than an excuse.

The priest who was placed finally waited until the moment when the Lord God summoned him, so he worked very hard in the process of moving people and rescuing them.

A warm light flashed across, and most of the bullet hole on Dazai Osamu's waist had healed, and there were still some cracks in the wound, Kotomine Kirei asked him to cover it with gauze and wrap it up.

"It is not recommended to rely entirely on magic healing. This person does not have a magic circuit on his body, and one-time healing will affect his own healing ability." After tidying up the scene, Kotomine Kirei picked up a sterilized white towel and carefully wiped his hands, as if he was the most meticulous doctor, examining himself for the perfect dressing.

"Thank you, Kirei." Uramo sighed sincerely. He had indeed taken in an incredible believer. In addition to his explosive combat power, he also had the ability to heal, purify, and exorcise demons. He could be called omnipotent.

"My honor." Facing the master's compliment, Kotomine Kirei accepted it calmly, decently, with impeccable etiquette.

Urashige sat on a boss chair, the comfortable leather fabric felt good to the touch, seeing that Dazai was still in a coma, he turned on the computer casually, clicked on the website operated by the company, and was surprised: "Is the click-through rate so high?"

After he told Kimura about the company's general operating model and main business points, the other party said that he would invite professionals to manage it properly. At first, Mao Mao thought that it would take a long time for his website and APP to gain attention after it was completed, but he didn't expect it to be so soon. It's popular.

Gods need worship and belief from believers, and the world is changing with each passing day. The traditional missionary models are not applicable, and they will be regarded as non-mainstream gangs and targeted by the police.

Mao Mao decided to accumulate followers in a more fashionable way, that is, to open a website and make an APP.

The click-through rate of popular websites and the registration usage rate of mobile apps are more intuitive than traditional church rosters to show the degree of attention and faith of believers. Moreover, after some prayers are written on the website, it saves time and money. The energy to read other people's thoughts has greatly improved the efficiency of the gods' daily work.

"In order to establish your prestige, I have dealt with some incidents related to praying and exorcising demons, so the reputation of the website has gradually increased." Kotomine Kirei used his skills as a priest, and he has not been idle in Tokyo for the past few days. He dealt with a few monsters smoothly, which is worthy of the salary that Mao Mao paid him.

"In this way, we can continue to operate by relying on the revenue from embedded advertisements, but this name is really..." Mao Mao felt ashamed for a moment when he saw the name of the website.

【Ying Lingdai】

Isn't that the meaning of "tablet for worship"?

I was an unknown existence, a suspected god, and finally reduced to using a spirit card as a code name because I don't know my real name? ?

Matsuo folded her arms in thought.

Going on like this is not conducive to expanding the influence. Letting everyone believe in a memorial tablet, no matter how effective it is, is not enough to penetrate the hearts of the people. After all, the prestige is not as great as those famous gods... Sure enough, it is time to think of a decent one for yourself name.

Touching the pendant next to his ear, the three small leaves all reminded Mao Mao that his body power is related to plants, and super-inspired existences such as Gilgamesh and Matou Sakura can perceive him The attributes of some flames, plants and flames, are obviously contradictory, but they are ingeniously integrated in him.

"I have to come up with a catchy name..."

Talking about it, Mao Mao used the search engine to search for a while, saw those dazzling names, murmured for a while, and finally spit out a name.

【Lord of Weisheng Atrium】

"Master?" Kotomine Kirei felt that when that taboo name was spoken, his magic circuit had a subtle resonance.

"It's a good name, quite domineering, and quite in line with my personality." Mu Mao chewed on it for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he gave the Kimura couple a dream, so that the other party could change the name of the enshrined Lord of the website and APP to [ Lord of Weisheng's Atrium].

"In the future, it will be given under this name, and the effect will be better."

Miao Mao finalized his name with a smile. Since he can't remember his name, he should choose one for himself, so that he won't be a poor god who doesn't even have a name.

Kotomine Kirei didn't know if the other party came up with this name after reading those myths, or if he simply thought of something in a flash of inspiration.

The mythology system in the world is diverse and complex. In order to study the attributes of some servants with godheads, Kirei had studied mythology, but in the ancient mythology and legends of the land under his feet, the world was originally a piece of floating soil, with no one to rely on .The main god of Tianyu took the reed as the foundation to fix the floating soil, and the other gods were born from the reed and lotus.

A name that was born with the foundation stone of the ukiyo as its body, is truly an incredible honorable name.

Kotomine Kirei looked at the young but powerful soul in front of him, excitement and tremors surged in his chest, making the piety in his dark eyes even more eager.

"Weird uncle, don't look at our little girl with such perverted eyes——"

A feeble complaint floated in, and Dazai, who had woken up faintly, opened his eyes and saw the priest staring at his subordinate's son with extremely eager eyes. Such pure loving eyes made Dazai extremely uncomfortable, even if he was very weak, he would To intervene to respond to each other.

"Mr. Dazai!" When he found that he was awake, Uramo happily approached him, "Do you feel any discomfort? Kirei's medical skills are very good, so you can tell him if you feel uncomfortable."

"Hey, this uncle cured me??" The corners of Osamu Dazai's mouth collapsed, and his eyes were dull. "I need a cute and beautiful nurse to heal me."

"But Mr. Dazai, you said you can't go to the hospital." He took mineral water and mints and handed them to the other party. Ushio, who didn't have much medical knowledge, could only provide simple energy supplements. "What happened? Why did you Will you be shot? Is someone watching you?"

Urashige had a bunch of questions he wanted to ask, but Dazai Osamu was weak right now, so he could only pick a few questions that could understand the current situation.

The dizziness from hypoglycemia was too painful, Osamu Dazai, who had committed suicide, could not accept such an uncomfortable death, so he threw candy into his mouth, secretly thinking about hyperglycemia myocardial infarction.

"I'm not Mafia from Hong Kong-Black. I'm temporarily serving in the Supernatural Secret Service. I have a tricky case. I can't tell you anything else." Be patient, pick a few key points, and then start pouring candy into your mouth.

"Mr. Dazai really left Hong Kong-it's dark."

Staring at the famous high-level cadre in the past and one of the "Double Blacks", many thoughts surged in Mao Mao's heart.

It can make a person put down his reputation, prestige, and power, and leave resolutely.What did Hong Kong-Black do to provoke Osamu Dazai?

"Can you tell me why you left Hong Kong-Hei?"

Green eyes stared at the former cadre, who had the illusion that his soul had been seen through.

"What kind of answer does Xiaomao want to hear?" the cunning young man asked softly, throwing the question back.

Urashige didn't ask any further questions. He closed his eyes. After listening for a long time, Dazai Osamu suddenly woke up. In a daze, he asked based on what he heard briefly: "What's wrong with Oda-san?"

Osamu Dazai heard from Anna that Uramo has some strange abilities, which are difficult to describe, but he can hear some things, which seem to have a unique source of information.

Dazai didn't intend to tell Urashige about the death of his former friend, so he smiled and said, "Odasaku is fine."

Mao Mao opened his mouth, and judged that it was a lie, but he didn't follow the trend to refute it.

"It's no good to know too much, just focus on what you should do." The other party's expression was so easy to understand, Dazai instantly understood what Urumo knew, and this kid's ability also includes judging truth and falsehood?God, it's too crazy. Fortunately, he didn't go to Hong Kong-Hei with Anna, otherwise he would be a nightmare existence in the world of torture.

He decided to change the topic, and if he didn't say some things, then Mao Mao would have expectations: "Is it about to take the college entrance examination now? How are you doing with the questions, and, besides, you started a company?"

"That's right..." Uramo sighed, "I need to save enough money so that Anna can leave the country safely and go to Kyoto to settle down and get married."

The worrying tone of the old father made Dazai unable to complain for a while. The former cadre sat up slowly, clutching the bandages on his waist, and draped the black windbreaker over his shoulders with one hand: "I'll stay with you for a few days, don't you mind~"

"Come on, I'll live in the urban area for the next few days." Taking out his mobile phone, Uramo called Knotweed and told him that he would not be returning to Gojo Wuna tomorrow.

Gojo Satoru's house is located in a remote place, and Tokyo looks like it's about to snow heavily. Once he encounters extreme weather, he's afraid he won't be able to get to school in time to take the exam.

"Father, order me a takeaway, the crab porridge dish in Chinatown, just add a portion of blanching-powder in it." When Urashige called, Dazai envoy Kotomine Kirei ordered him something to eat.

If he eats too much sugar, he will feel bitter in his mouth. He can't accept this kind of sweet and greasy way to die, and he wants to die eating delicious food.

The priest stared at him gently, his tone unchanged: "You want to commit suicide?"

"Isn't it a joy in life to be able to commit suicide in a clear, clear and energetic way?" Dazai fooled the priest with sophistical remarks, and Dazai saw the piety of the other party when he treated Urashige, and felt that he could tease him a bit.

Kotomine Kirei smiled: "There is nothing sinful about birth, and life itself is pure. If suicide makes you happy, it is subjectively giving up your qualifications as a human being. May the Lord grant you grace and mercy, and correct your deviations in thinking ..."

Osamu Dazai was annoyed by the missionary tone of going around, and directly interrupted the other party: "...don't go round and round and say that I have a problem with my head, thank you."

Kotomine Kirei smiled and remained silent.

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt a subtle sense of disgust. The man in front of him was a combination of contradictions, hypocritical but upright, longing shattered but hoping for divine favor.

This priest is broken.

**

"Mao-chan ~ Yuren~ I'm back—"

Gojo Satoru, with the edamame whipped cream-flavored Kikufu packaging box hanging on his wrist, happily descended from the sky and returned to his house, which had been revitalized by the arrival of students and juniors.

"Oh, the teacher is back."

Yuzu Yujin was squatting on the ground, with a small bowl in front of him, which contained some fresh fish.

The moment the happy Gojo Satoru saw the white-haired little animal in front of the student, he took a step back on the spot, feeling as if his fur was blown.

What's ridiculous is that the white-haired kitten has the same posture. After the blue gemstone eyes met Gojo Satoru, it immediately arched its back, raised its white hairs, and let out a threatening "ha" sound from its mouth.

"Yuhito-san, it's not that I mind keeping a cat, but can you choose one that's not so...recognizable?" Gojo Satoru looked at the long-haired cat's stinky fart that made students scratch its chin with pride, The blue eyes were slightly narrowed and sly, and there was an uncomfortable feeling of meeting an opponent.

"It doesn't matter, the cat is very cute, its eyes are very similar to Wutiao teacher, isn't it?" Youren explained with a natural face, "Actually, it is Mao's doll. I just take care of it for a few days. Mao said that he will live in the city for a few days. District, I won’t be coming back for now.”

"Clam??"

Gojo Wu suddenly felt his temples twitching, and took out his phone to find the text message, "Why didn't he tell me?"

The phone emails are empty, and there are no missed calls.

Mr. Gojo was deeply worried.