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After getting the promise from Mr. Dazai, I did not breathe a sigh of relief, but instead felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in my heart, which was inexplicable but hard to ignore.

The remaining time is for Mr. Dazai and the others to negotiate with the conjurer represented by Gojo Satoru. I left the small room and handed over the stage to Mr. Dazai.

I saw Fu Heihui at the vending machine outside.

The other party's eyes were cold, holding a can of coffee in his hand, he looked like a bit of a nobleman, and he didn't know how long he stood there.

"Remember that question I asked you today?"

I took out the Coke that came out of the cargo port, snapped open the zipper on the can, and asked casually.

Fu Heihui didn't seem to expect that the first thing I would say when I came over was to ask this, with a puzzled expression on his face.But he also has an excellent memory. He quickly recalled my question and blushed immediately.

What is your favorite type of woman?

It always feels weird to ask a question like this from a girl.

.Especially when the person being asked is a man, it is hard not to suspect that this is a question with ulterior motives.

But the other party's eyes and expression were quite calm, even a little serious, as if they were discussing some academic issue...

Fu Heihui looked at the coolly dressed girl with a hot figure in front of her. She was tall, even a little taller than herself, and she seemed to be the type that many people would like.

But who would have thought that such a guy would be from the port of Mafia, and when fighting, his movements are crisp and smooth, which is different from the type of girls he has met before.

It's more like an overlord flower growing in the desert!

"The type I like." He paused, then looked away, "Probably the cute type."

In short, she is a completely different type from the girl in front of her.

I thought it was just an ordinary question, so I answered it ordinary.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Fu Heihui's answer, the girl had a regretful face, and tears were even shining in her eyes, as if she had received some fatal blow.

The sudden change caught Fu Heihui by surprise.After all, he has never had the experience of comforting a crying girl. Just when he wanted to say something to break the deadlock, he heard her say:

"Sure enough, he is a very boring man."

"." But why was he suddenly labeled as a boring man?

But before Fu Heihui complained, the other party attacked him with lightning speed, and an unexpected kick swept the unsuspecting Fu Heihui aside. On the machine, there was a bang, and a dent appeared in the red beverage machine casing.

This guy has absolutely no control over his strength..

"laugh--"

The corner of his mouth that seemed to be mocking his weakness stimulated Fu Heihui.

Probably because of what happened today, the young man was full of emotions that he had nowhere to vent, so Fu Heihui simply let go of his hands and feet, and launched his own counterattack against her unwilling to admit defeat.

Of course, the result was a disastrous loss. Under the premise that neither of them used any spells or spells, Fu Heihui was almost hanged by Dongtang Aoi in terms of physical skills. The color, on the other hand, Dongtang Aoi seems to be much more comfortable.

"The genius of the Chanyuan family who has received much attention... seems to be nothing more than that."

She raised her head and took a big gulp of Coke, then crushed the can and threw it into the trash can beside her with a dull thud.

It was like throwing the defeated Fu Heihui into the trash can.

The girl turned her head and glanced at Fu Heihui, who was panting and sitting on the deformed vending machine, still reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth in embarrassment, and left without looking back.

"too weak."

There was an unknown murmur in the air.

..

Fu Heihui is still too weak.

me too.

So when Gojo Satoru announced the high-level decision after the negotiation, to use the knotweed Yuren as a container for double-faced Nuo, to collect more fingers for the young man to eat, and then kill the knotweed at the end to prevent future troubles, I deeply felt I felt my own weakness and powerlessness.

In this rule that has been inherited by those old guys for hundreds of years.Even Fu Heihui and I, who have been dubbed geniuses and given high hopes, are just small pawns in this huge and complicated system.

Have you ever seen a chess piece that can go against the will of its master?

Use it if you can use it, discard it if you don't use it, you and I are both clowns.

Probably my complexion is too bad.As the only victim of the whole incident, the boy with knotweed turned back to comfort me.

"At least temporarily get rid of the crisis of death, isn't it!" The knotweed boy, with his usual silly and hearty smile, gave me a big compliment, "Thanks to Aoi's hard work to help me deal with it. .To say that he was suddenly sentenced to death still feels quite surreal to me."

The knotweed boy was still talking about his feelings, behind him was the silent Gojo Satoru, and Mr. Dazai and Mr. Miyagi had already left first, and were waiting for me to join them back to the company in the car.

According to the high-level plan, the knotweed Youren, who is the container of Su Nuo, will be admitted to the Eastern College, which means that the life of ordinary male high school students has become farther and farther away from the knotweed...ah no, from the moment he chooses to swallow Su Nuo's finger Since then, he can never go back to his former life.

"..Mr. Gojo"

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to expect that I would call him, and rushed to me right away. I don't know why, but I read strange expectations from his expression and movements.

But none of that matters anymore.

"If that day comes... please make me the executor of Knotweed Yuren."

After finishing speaking, I bowed deeply to Gojo Satoru.

At least sending away my dear best friend is not some cold magician who doesn't understand teenagers at all, that guy deserves to leave this world surrounded by people, flowers and applause... instead of quietly in a dark prison cell Die silently.

And my words successfully stunned the people present.

"Kui." The knotweed boy seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it in the end.

I raised my head to look at Gojo Satoru, who was half a head taller than me, the guy known as the strongest in the magic world, the corner of his mouth seemed to sink a little.

"Do you think that when such a day comes, you will really be able to kill the knotweed Yuren? I'm sorry, I don't mean to question your determination, it's just that when that time comes, it's just a matter of ability."

Gojo Satoru's words pierced into my heart like a nail, stabbing my nerves constantly.

He is right. With my current ability, I may still be able to deal with the two-faced Nuo with the strength of only one finger, but as the number of fingers increases, the strength of the two-faced Nuo will also increase accordingly. I, if I stay still, I can't do anything!

"Hahahahahaha——" But I laughed out loud instead. Under everyone's worried or surprised gazes, my eyes were red, and I stared fiercely at Gojo Satoru and said:

"I will become stronger."

"Strong enough to easily kill anyone including you!"

The essence of conjurers are madmen.

I will become their accomplice, and then kill them one by one, so that they can also experience the despair and fear when their lives are only worthy of others, and avenge the knotweed boy.

What a shameless statement, if other people listen to it, they will laugh at this guy's innocence.

But Gojo Satoru showed a sincere smile from the heart and said, "I'll wait and see, Aoi-chan."

Let's muddy the stagnant water in the magic world that has been silent for thousands of years!

..

"Mr. Dazai, are we really going to let them execute our partners like this?" Miyagi Shiho returned to the car with an expression of resentment still on his face. It seems that he is also quite dissatisfied with the results of today's negotiation, "Say we want to Let Youruhito absorb more fingers, isn't it actually a kind of reprieve in disguise? Damn—"

As he spoke, he slapped the steering wheel hard to vent his emotions.

Osamu Dazai was sitting in the co-pilot, still with that gentle face, compared to Miyagi's agitated mood, Osamu Dazai looked much calmer.

After all, unlike Miyagi who was completely trapped in false memories, with his ingenuity, he quickly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

It's such an amazing and strange ability, it almost confuses him too. .

"Miyagi, even if the leader comes, he will make the same decision. Port Mafia is still recovering over the years, and we can no longer set up enemies like conjurers."

But he was not in a hurry to expose the lie, and even helped Dongtang Aoi patch up the lie.

"Then do we need to report this to the leader?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at the car mirror, saw the black-haired girl walking slowly, and shook his head, "You don't need to worry about this matter, I will personally explain to the leader."

Aoi Todo sat in the back seat in silence.Contrary to her usual energetic appearance, now she looks extremely gloomy, with a layer of haze covering her whole body, like a bucket that has been suppressed for a long time, and a little spark can detonate instantly.

"Todo, are you okay?" Miyagi looked at the girl worriedly from the rearview mirror.

But Aoi Todo, who was still very gloomy just now, seemed to be going to kill someone, suddenly showed a bright smile that was not much different from before, "It's okay, thank you Mr. Miyagi for your concern, let's go back."

Miyagi Shiho opened and closed his mouth, but finally swallowed all the words, started the car silently, and thoughtfully left all the space for the people in the back seat.

Aoi Todo turned his face away to look at the scenery flying by outside the car window, quietly reached out to wipe away the water in the corner of his eyes, and when he turned his eyes away, he met Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes on the car mirror.

The other party made a mouth shape in the mirror, and said silently: "Come on."