I was reincarnated as the strongest brother on the surface

The main reason is that I have experienced too many things in one day today. I arrived in Yokohama from Tokyo, went to Radium Bowl Street to investigate, met Fujiwara, and was sent to the hospital by the port mafia, designed to draw out super-grade mantra red, tame and absorb it——

Thinking of the taste of the curse spirit jade, Xia Youjie began to feel pantothenic acid in his stomach again.

It's unpalatable...

Tong Mo's special medicine only awakened his sense of taste, but could not eliminate the smell of the curse spirit jade...

Wujo Gojo swiped his card to open a large hotel suite. The uncle seemed to sit down at the low table and ordered Xia Youjie to prepare the ingredients, connect the power supply, prepare the tableware, and complained that you were so slow.

After working for a long time, Xia Youjie: "..."

Calm down, calm down, this guy's birthday is today, it's not advisable to fight or see blood—I, Shinobu!

It was almost noon when the door of the room was opened with a beep, and Tong Mo, who looked exhausted, walked in with his hands and feet, holding a huge cake box in his hand.

"Tong Mo! You are too slow!"

"It's not that you insist on eating the designated cake, which made me wait in line for a long time, so tired..."

Xia Youjie snapped, smiled and broke the chopsticks in his hand, "Wu, don't go too far, today is also Tong Mo's birthday."

The big white cat was unreasonable and strong: "This is punishment for children!"

"Who asked him to say what to protect, obviously I don't need it at all—"

Mushy and horrible!

Tong Mo had already been squeezed by the raging crowd in the queue to the point where his soul was about to leave his body. He stopped arguing with the unhappy big white cat, waved his hands, and said wearily, "Yes, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Gojo Satoru looked at Xia Youjie with a look on his face.

Xia Youjie: ...

You are brother!It's too ugly, Wu!

But Xia Youjie also understood that if he really said this, his best friend would only be more confident and say: "I am only ten minutes older than Tong Mo!"

This is... Schrödinger's ten minutes, it can be infinitely large when it needs to show the majesty of the elder brother (although he doesn't have it at all), and it can also be infinitely small at this time.

While waiting for lunch, Gojo Satoru had no self-knowledge and said, "I don't know what gift Nishi and the others have prepared for me, I'm so looking forward to it—"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie and Tong Mo were both strangely silent for a few seconds while wearing aprons and preparing spare ingredients in front of the stove, and then complained one after another.

"Is it more likely that you won't receive the gift?"

"That is to say, he is arrogant and self-willed, and often can't eat his food with nitrous gas."

"Huihara and Nanami are also often teased..."

"Senior Diva also hates Satoru very much, not jokingly."

After being complained about, the white-haired cat was stunned: ...

He couldn't believe it: "Is this how you treat a person whose birthday is today? Don't you feel guilty in your heart!"

Tong Mo shrugged and said, "I won't feel guilty at all."

Xia Youjie also laughed, washed his hands and patted the furry head of the big white cat: "I'm not guilty. On the contrary, I have never reflected on myself."

Gojo Wu felt isolated and helpless, hugged himself and shivered, weak and helpless, and said: "Master Wu is so pitiful, he still has to be lectured on his birthday."

Tong Mo said indifferently: "I will be ordered by you on my birthday."

Xia Youjie said, "Only Wu didn't do anything at all."

Gojo Satoru: ...

The enemy has a large number of people and fierce firepower, retreat and lie dormant for the time being, and wait for another battle in the future!

……

After a while of silence, Gojo Satoru strongly demanded to eat the cake before eating, Tong Mo and Xia Youjie looked at each other, okay, so many requirements have been met, and this one is not bad.

After a while, Xia Youjie twitched his eyes at the huge cake brought back by Tong Mo.

He thought it was just that the merchant made the box so big on purpose, but it turned out that the cake was really that big!

After calming down, he inserted a candle and lit it without changing his face, and said to the two brothers sitting on both sides with excited and expectant faces: "Okay, you can make a wish."

The white-haired cat raised its arms and cheered: "Yeah! My wish is to let everyone in the college celebrate our birthday together next year!"

Tong Mo thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Then my wish is to make Wu's wish come true."

Xia Youjie hadn't put down the lighter in his hand, he stared blankly at the happy brothers.

"you……"

"Don't say your birthday wish! It won't work if you say it, you idiots!"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I can't do what I want to do. I can just talk about things like wishes—"

"Me too? Jie shouldn't care about this kind of thing, let's eat cake—"

In the last second, there was still love and peace, and Tong Mo took off the cake on his face, looked at Wujo Satoru who was holding a plate of cake triumphantly, with the remaining cream on it, and laughed a few times.

Xia Youjie wanted to escape——

next second...

"Let's decide the outcome, bastard Six Eyes!"

"Come on! I will definitely beat you down today!"

"You hurt me by mistake, you two bastards! Eat me!"

"Bangs! Liu Hai is a high school boy!"

"Asshole with sunglasses!"

"People with Marysu eyes have no right to say that about me, don't besiege me!"

"Come on! Hurt each other!"

All in all, it was a very happy and lively birthday.

……

Inside the Tokyo Curse High Barrier.

"Ah!"

The housekeeper sneezed, and Noctua Zhengdao looked at her worriedly: "Glass, are you...have a cold?"

He said that he was a little uncertain, because Noctuma Zhengdao had never seen her get sick since the family entered the glass and realized the reversal technique.

Jia Ruozi rubbed the tip of his nose, and wrapped his scarf lazily: "I don't have a cold, I guess someone is talking about me."

There is a high possibility that this candidate is none of the three conjurers.

Ye Mozheng sighed: "Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to Wu and Jie's mission..."

The family snorted and said curiously: "The two of them have nothing to worry about, right? And Tong Mo has also followed, so it's unlucky for the curse to meet them?"

Night Moth shook his head rightly.

The curse incident alone wasn't worth worrying about.

Indeed, as Glass said, nothing can threaten the existence of the three of them.But this time another human experiment task about supernatural powers...

In the last astral body mission, Ye Mo Zhengdao was worried about the mental state of the students. He was afraid that this mission would arouse the students' rebellious psychology against the high-level people in the magic world.

Alas, as the headmaster, he really has his heart broken.

……

Tokyo, the resident of Bliss Cult.

Izumi suddenly started to stay in the middle of processing the paperwork.

After finishing the task, the scumbag asked her with bloody and evil spirits: "Why do you women worship that stinky brat so much? Because he is very strong?"

Izumi only replied at that time: "No."

Why do you worship...

Master Tong Mo is indeed very strong. Human beings have a strong mentality, don't they, but it's not just that.

The predecessor of Wanshi Bliss Sect, the Jidao Group, was developed in Yokohama. In that port city where the Jidao was prevalent, people who did not have strong strength would be regarded as fat sheep and slaughtered.

Not wanting to be Zai Tongmo led his subordinates to ransack a lot of organization warehouses, and after converting all of them into liquid funds, he realized it with emotion and reason (he didn't), and pried the first one from the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Zhang Yi can open a license.

Because of his extraordinarily decent personality, he was given high hopes by the Supernatural Secret Service.After earning enough money to make enough money, he brought himself to initially form a team - and returned to Tokyo.

He Quan can still remember the situation where the chief of the secret service department chased after Tong Mo and called him, yelling at him.

"Sir, I think Yokohama and I don't get along well, we conjurers don't understand your supernatural powers!"

"Do you think this is a blind date? You still have a bad relationship! Don't go back to Yokohama in your life, otherwise you don't want to leave when you come!"

"I'm not going back—"

The head of the Supernatural Secret Service Section hung up the phone, Master Tong Mo said with a smile: "But I didn't say that my subordinates won't go to Yokohama. And whether or not going to Yokohama has nothing to do with that kind of thing! Are you right, Izumi? "

above……

After Wanshi Bliss Sect moved to Tokyo, Tong Mo asked Izumi to register the company, legalize all the church's behaviors, pay taxes on time, and actively do public welfare. The leader started a happy (decadent) day of being worshiped every day.

Izumi originally thought that according to this kind of consumption, the Bliss Cult would soon fail to operate, but he didn't expect...

Believers poured in like a cloud, and Master Tong Mo was always willing to listen to the pain and troubles of the congregants, enlighten them, save others, and give them the strength to fight back.

More and more people were helped, and the incense money gradually increased, and soon Master Tong Mo took back all the money that Mr. Tong Mo gave out.

Master Tong Mo seems to treat the congregation equally, but Izumi knows it is not.

He always felt more sorry for some female congregants, and sympathized with them in every possible way.Once in Yokohama, even because the subordinates were all women, they were rumored by hostile groups.

He Quan is only thankful that as a woman, he can be favored by Master Tong Mo, redeemed by Master Tong Mo, and pulled her out of the filthy quagmire.

It was Master Tong Mo who gave them the power to leave the darkness.

She, them, to Master Tong Mo, to that boy who always smiles gently——

It is the reverence and love of the gods, fanaticism and obsession.

……

"haven't seen you for a long time--"

The white-oak long-haired boy smiled and stared at him from behind the desk. The bald man greeted him without any response. Shi Shiran sat on the only chair, leaning back against the back of the chair, clasping his hands together. On the arm of the chair, legs crossed, uncomfortable.

"Is there nothing to say when Chief Farmer sees his old friend?"

The young leader looked very distressed, put his fingers on his brows, rubbed it lightly, his seven-coloured eyes glowed with inefficiency, and sighed.

"It's so sad..."

"It's disgusting! After all, what can I say to a bastard like you!"

The young man finally couldn't help it, sneered a few times, and gritted his teeth to hold back a word.

He could see one thing from Tong Mo's current attitude.

The bastard really didn't regret leaving Yokohama.

His eyes were almost dry from staring, but the boy still smiled contentedly, as if he had welded the smile on his face.

The chief farmer also sighed and gave up: "The conjurer will not stay long when he comes to Yokohama, right?"