God is still on the way to recovery

[Master God, let me open the box to get rare skins! 】

[Read another novel tonight, recite and memorize the full text, I hope I can pass through the book smoothly]

【Please, my lord!Let my mother stop putting green peppers in the dishes, I really can't eat them! ! 】

A line of prayers was drawn on the phone interface, and when he saw that such a trivial matter as picky eating could be used to pray to the gods, Osamu Dazai sighed: "The gods are too pitiful, picky eaters have to be taken care of."

The three of them were in a small park near the subway entrance, with dog walkers passing by from time to time, and they each held a Subway. In front of the person, looking upside down, watching Kirei's mobile phone scrolling through the content of the website.

"It's mostly the complaints of weak people who refuse to face the reality. They pray to the gods when they encounter something they don't like, and they are full of unrealistic fantasies." Gilgamesh Young's voice is crisp, Red eyes glanced at Osamu Dazai, and he said coldly, "Don't put the paint in the sandwich, it's paid for by the gods."

His tone was full of the threat of "I'll beat you up if you dare to waste the next second".

Osamu Dazai tried to grab the paint bucket beside the chair, and his way of seeking death was interrupted. Half of his face pulled down the gloomy shadow, he glanced at the sandwich of the heroic spirit, and said faintly: "If you have the ability, don't put the paint bucket on it. Pick out the cucumbers and throw them away, little brother."

Heroic Ling shook his little hand, and the metal handle of the bench made a suspicious "squeak" sound. The teddy dog ​​passing by felt the murderous look, screamed and slipped into the grass to pee his pants.

"Stop, the gods don't respond to every request." A reliable adult priest picked out a few prayers from the website, "Master Mu is accumulating faith and blessings. If we want to help him, we must choose the most influential things."

This time, the keyword the priest searched for was "Missing Baijintai".

【Master Shenming, my sister disappeared on the way home from get off work at night. After exiting the Baijintai Subway Station, she walked westward and disappeared halfway. She has not returned yet】

[God, please help me, I just took a nap in the temporary parking space of Baijintai, and when I woke up, the child in the passenger seat disappeared... They all said that Shunsuke ran away and lost, but I think he Was taken by something, because he's such an obedient kid, and I'd definitely feel it when he got out of the car. 】

……

[God wants to tell you something, my three roommates and I went back to the dormitory after playing the basketball game, chatting, I just bowed my head and tied a shoelace, and when I got up again, they disappeared!Three big men over 180 in height!If you don’t see it, you won’t see it, until now there is no clue]

Kirei searched according to the timeline, the first few entries were all early days, and the further back they were, the closer they were to the present.

[We called the police, but the police did not find any clues. There will be a black screen for a moment on the surveillance, and when the signal is restored, the person has disappeared.]

[Recently, I heard that some security guards at Jiangkou Mansion said that they were harassed by demon curses. Could this be the reason? 】

"There are more and more missing people~" Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes to look at those prayers, and after many prayers, people left messages and provided relevant information.

"It's getting stronger and stronger." Kotomine Kirei thought.

From the first child to the adult, it can control more and more people.

"Basically, it can be judged that it was caused by non-human behavior." Gilgamesh Young finished eating the sandwich, with a swelling on the left cheek of his little face, he chewed the bread and swallowed it cutely and unknowingly.

"Hehehe~" Osamu Dazai wanted to poke the bulge with his hands cheaply, but the child's ferocious red eyes stared back at him. He himself rolled up the package of a sandwich, threw it into the trash can precisely, and said, "Say Wake up, I remember something about the park."

The three of them were in the park. Upon hearing Dazai Osamu's words, Kirei and Heroic subconsciously thought that the other party had something important to announce, so they all fell silent and waited for the other party to speak.

"There used to be a person who, when he was visiting the park, saw red flowers, willows and green trees, clear water and white trees, so he exclaimed, 'Ah~ the scenery here is so beautiful! I really want to take this beautiful spring scenery home'—"

At this point, the priest and the heroic spirit suddenly had a bad premonition.

Osamu Dazai's tone changed sharply, from expressive to flat voice: "Then, his wish came true, the chairs in the park have just been painted."

The heroic spirit turned into a streamer and disappeared silently on the bench, while the priest got up indifferently, took off his dark purple coat, and walked silently to the nearest bathroom.

After successfully dismissing the two of them, Osamu Dazai, who resumed his solo action, put his hands into the pockets of his coat and walked away leisurely.

He didn't forget that after he defected from the port of Mafia, he finally chose to work for the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

This mission is aimed at Platinum Terrace. Before the reason is found out, it is better not to involve too powerful non-human factors in it.

Osamu Dazai felt that his approach was very considerate, and he gave the steps. The priest and the heroic spirit should understand his kindness.

In this way, there is no need to implicate Mao Mao.

However, Mr. Dazai, who has never known the brainwashing effect inspired by the gods, thought that Kirei had a strange brain circuit and was obsessed with his own children.

He never thought that Kirei is faith.

In the bathroom, it was found that the so-called "paint" was just red brick dust, which disappeared after one tap. The priest redressed himself in front of the mirror, wrapped himself in vestments, and the command spells instantly lit up, and then went straight to the Baijin Terrace.

He is an absolutely devout believer, so he cannot tolerate bad things around the gods.

Shirokanedai's matter needs to be resolved, and Dazai Osamu... such a deep-minded guy who always uses a bunch of seemingly boring actions to cover up his thoughts, his heart is not pure, and he cannot be placed by God's side.

At that moment, Kirei's mind was full of "killing in the right way".

**

Takahiro Eguchi's mansion occupies a large area in Baijintai. A small piece of greenery has been designated as a garden. The asphalt road in the center is a private site where you can drive freely without speed limit. The width can accommodate two cars side by side. From the black door Open the iron gate to the main house of the mansion, and it takes 7 minutes to drive.

Sitting on such a large piece of land, he even hired bodyguards with guns, which can be said to be more ostentatious than the prime minister.

Gojo Satoru and Qihai Jianren went there only a day later. They scanned all the video recordings given by Maqima. In order to obtain more information, they decided to visit the scene in person. At that time, the police exorcist department Been there for a day and a night.

When Gojo Satoru and the others arrived, the police officers were all in a sleepy state, but Eguchi, who was wearing a gold silk cotton nightgown, looked in good spirits, with a few rings still shining on his hands, and a brooch still pinned to the neckline of his pajamas.

The chaebol with a cigar in his mouth saw the conjurer, and smiled and said, "It's coming, I thought you guys were going to break the appointment."

It is 7:20 in the morning, and for some office workers, it is just getting up.

"Go prepare breakfast, use the newly arrived batch of Darjeeling for black tea, don't neglect everyone." Eguchi asked the servants to prepare some food for those who had been busy all night, and then tried to talk to Gojo Satoru.

However, the conjurer pinched his phone and didn't seem to care what he said.

Gojo Satoru remembered that today was the time for the second test at Ushio's first school.

At this time, he should be leaving soon.

"Mr. Gojo, Mr. Nanami." Akira Hayakawa came out of the garden with a stinky face on his back, moving his arms, and asked, "Did you see what's going on? To be honest, we waited here for a At night, not even a single devil's hair was found."

Of course, this was said behind the employer's back. Akira Hayakawa seriously doubted whether the employer was overly sensitive due to middle-aged insomnia and neurasthenia, or called a bunch of people to the mansion just to torment them.

Or simply to show off the size of the house?

What a proud arms dealer--in the future, when the wind vane of the change of the cabinet prime minister changes, you will be the first to take a knife on someone like you.

"There is no trace of the curse spirit." Jianren Qihai replied, he looked around and asked, "Where is Miss Machima?"

"She's checking Jiangkou's vault. You know, it's sensitive there after all, so you can't go to too many people..."

A few people were standing in the garden chatting, and all they had to do was pass a cigarette to each other to revitalize the brotherhood.

Gojo Satoru held his phone and thought seriously.

What can I say to wish Wu Yun Changlong?Gold list title?

The sky was a bit gray, with snow gradually falling, and a mist gradually forming around the garden.

Gojo Satoru finally chose a [Stubborn] emoticon package, which is not redundant and can express meaning.

After clicking send, the conjurer breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the phone prompts that the sending failed.

Gojo Satoru moved the screen closer, and saw that the signal that was originally full had changed to "outside the circle".

"Something happened."

The white-haired magician suddenly said something, and turned to his apprentice: "Lend me Qihai's phone."

Gojo Satoru took the dark blue smartphone, and when he checked the signal, it was also outside the circle.

At the same time, Qihai smelled a faint earthy smell, and there were invisible fluctuations behind the mist, and this disgusting smell reminded him of a previous mission.

The mantra spirit that produces the belief in the earth god can evolve from the ordinary second-level to the first-level imaginary spirit of the earth god.

Facing the curse of sudden promotion, the two high school students were unable to escape, and in the end, his classmate died.

With a sound of "tsk", Qihai pulled out the knife in his lower back, at that time Hayakawa Qiu also sensed it, and Gojo Satoru had already soared into the air.

Overlooking the entire mansion from a height of ten meters, theoretically, it is easy to see the gate and the end, but the conjurer only sees the foggy walls and the trees that have become regular. They are neatly trimmed hedges, forming a maze shape .

[Rules, no flying here]

The Void resounded with the order of its Creator.

Gojo Satoru felt that his body was slowly descending under the control of some kind of pressure. He held the mobile phone in one hand and took off the blindfold with the other.

【Boundless space】

**

Uramo wrapped up the scarf, took two sips of coffee bought at the convenience store, and went out with a shoulder bag.

Today is a test for the school where he saved his breakeven.

If his grades are not enough to meet the threshold of mathematics, then he will start from the perspective of actual employment, so the school he chose is an upper-middle-level science and engineering college, and he is applying for a computer major with a high employment rate. Afterwards, I can find a job more smoothly and be self-sufficient.

When he applied for the exam, Mao Mao never thought that his company would be able to operate smoothly, so before the exam, he added a double bachelor's degree or a plan to change majors to his career plan, at least he had to take operations management courses. Calculate.

As the vast number of candidates entered the campus, they looked for the examination room, verified their identities, and sat down.

Matsuo took off his scarf. At that time, a teacher opened the window to ventilate, looked back at him, and asked him if he was cold.

Shaking his head, Uramo held the pen and waited for the teacher to open the sealed scroll.

Just when snowflakes began to fall from the sky, he suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, and he slumped on the table.

At that moment, it seemed that someone poured a lot of strange information into his mind, from the ancient paramecium's wriggling to the future interstellar shuttle space jump, all kinds of strange and weird, and it had nothing to do with the exam at all!

After being absent-minded for 30 seconds, Uramo slowly got up, shook his head at the teacher who rushed over, and focused on the white paper in front of him again.

Don't be distracted anymore - this is the fate-determining college entrance examination!

Relying on instinct to write down the questions, and filled the paper as quickly as possible, Ushio felt as if he was nervous because the nib of the pen was trembling.

Until a teacher came over with a temperature gun after reporting to the examination team, and pressed Mao Mao on the forehead.

"Student, you have a fever, 38.9 degrees."