Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

I:"……"

I was stunned.

Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back his wicked laughter, and Gojo Satoru, who was hanging in the sky, couldn't hold back anymore.

And Zhong Yuanzhong and I also looked at each other in blank dismay, the air seemed to freeze.

In order to prevent the passing tourists from being disturbed, Gojo Satoru changed hands and immediately reset the 'tent', covering the five of us in this world.

For a brief moment, like a marquee before my death, I reviewed most of my life in front of my eyes.

As a conjurer, I am not as talented as my elder brother, but I easily became the top in the industry; I have not done bad things seriously, but I have been stubborn and rebellious since I was a child. Teachers and classmates who have been bullied can form an Avengers Alliance.

In this way, there is actually nothing that cannot be disclosed, and I am not heinous; on the contrary, the work I do is beneficial to the society and is a just act to protect the people.

But that day in Sendai, I pretended to be a weak and ordinary person in order not to be taken away by the police. Since then, I can only continue to act hard.

A lie needs a hundred lies.

In short, I don't want to be discovered by Mr. Zhongye for the time being, it's too embarrassing.

But in the current situation, there is only a confession.

Wujo Wu fell to the ground Shi Shiran, and spoke first, and said to me emotionally: "I'm sorry Taozhi, I kept it from you for so long. That's right, I'm actually a conjurer, the one with superpowers."

I:"……?"

Knotabagi Yuhito was stunned, stroking the back of his head, looking at him and me.

A script that I had never thought of flew over, I took a deep breath, caught it immediately, and quickly brewed emotions.

"What! You're actually a conjurer?!" I repeated in shock, "...I've known you for so many years, Gojo Satoru, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

I turned my back to Chuya Nakahara, and walked over to accuse him with a righteous face: "If I didn't bump into you this time, how long would you want to hide from me? I hate people lying to me the most!"

Gojo Satoru was also very involved, and his tone was mixed with extremely exaggerated helplessness and the shame of being exposed as a lie: "Taozhi, I, I don't want to...but conjurers must remain anonymous, listen to me, I didn't mean to deceive you .”

I covered my ears and shook my head desperately: "I don't listen! I don't listen!"

Gojo Satoru deftly beat back: "We have been friends for so many years, should we break up with me just because I am a magician?"

I was about to cry: "We have known each other for almost ten years, but you have lied to me for so many years!"

Osamu Dazai laughed so hard that he was about to roll on the ground: "Hahahahahahaha—Chuya, look, this is too—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked to my side, looked at me, then at Gojo Satoru, and chose to speak for him.

He drooped his eyelids and said earnestly, "...he didn't necessarily hide it from you on purpose."

Osamu Dazai: "?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and with his many years of experience as a partner, he could see a well-hidden guilty conscience from Nakahara Chuya's face.

He seemed to realize something, restrained his smile, and turned into a very subtle look of watching a play.

"Mr. Zhongye, do you want to speak for Wujo Wu?" I snorted softly, "He has been lying to me."

"No." Zhong Yuanzhong also considered his words, "Is it possible, but it's not convenient to tell you, so I chose to hide it? ——Speaking of which, what's going on here?"

Gojo Wu made up nonsense: "There used to be a curse spirit here, and Taozhi was affected by it. I rushed to save her in time."

I thought to myself, it can be pulled down, and the mere first-level curse will not affect me in the next life.Then he pretended to be stunned and nodded: "Yes... I don't remember what happened, I just woke up here."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the silent Knotabagi Yuren, nodded and said, "What about him?"

Knotweed surrendered its eyes to Wujo Satoru for help.

"This child is my selected conjurer reserve." Gojo Wujo didn't change his face, and patted the shoulder of Knotweed intimately, "As a school teacher, I will pick out potential conjurer seedlings from among the students to train them. .”

"Ah... that's right." Knotweed let out a haha, and rubbed the back of his head, "Speaking of which, I only started to get in touch with these things recently, and I'm really not used to it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, his face suddenly enlightened.

I almost choked up, and looked at him gratefully—Gojo Satoru, my superman!

You are amazing at the high level of incantation!

Gojo Satoru was still able to ask back with ease: "Speaking of which, how did you break the 'tent'? Tao... the 'tent' I set up is not something that ordinary people can break through."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent: "..."

"Mr. Zhongyuan, don't you have a special identity that you are hiding from Taozhi?" Gojo Satoru smiled happily, "I'm just kidding—so, how did you break the 'account'?"

I picked up the mineral water bottle on the ground, the voss one, and the cylindrical bottle was not cracked at all.

It is very strange that no matter how I observe it, it is just a bottle of ordinary mineral water, but there is no doubt that it is a tool to break the 'tent'.

What a force to be reckoned with.

I naturally raised my eyes to look at Osamu Dazai—judging from my relatively rich combat experience, his level of martial arts could never be so outstanding; I remember that when we met in the restaurant before, Gojo Satoru said that his supernatural power is very interesting, It is "nullification"...

So, I already know the truth, and I have nothing to say.

Zhong Yuan's lips moved and his eyes drifted: "Actually..."

I interrupted his words, frowned and looked at Dazai Zhi: "It's you, Dazai-kun."

"Your superpower is 'nullification'. Attach it to the mineral water bottle and throw it over." I confidently said my inferences seamlessly, "Then the 'tent' was broken by you."

Gojo Satoru had already put on the blindfold again, but I could see a shock of emotion on his expressionless face.

Osamu Dazai remained silent, opened his mouth, and finally returned a look of pity.

How could such a trivial matter be hidden from me, I am really smart!

I smiled proudly: "Why didn't you speak? Because it was hit, right?"

Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu slowly turned their heads to look at each other. It is not accurate to describe it as "four eyes facing each other". Dazai Osamu covered one eye with a bandage, and Gojo Satoru's blindfold was tightly worn.

In short, they glanced at each other, and unexpectedly smiled enigmatically at the same time, and the air was suddenly full of sinister.

I shivered for a while, with a sense of foreboding.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.

"That's right, I did it." Osamu Dazai admitted decisively, stepped forward and glanced at Chuya Nakahara beside him, "As for Chuya, he is a completely ordinary person."

I was a little surprised: "I know."

What nonsense is this talking about?Could he understand Zhongye better than me?

Dazai widened his eyes, then suppressed a smile.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

This near-miss farce ended with Gojo Satoru helping me to cover me perfectly. Before leaving, he also exchanged contact information with Osamu Dazai, claiming that he "felt like old friends with Osamu Dazai at first sight".

I said to Zhongya Nakahara: "...I think they will become good friends."

He nodded slowly.

I was so blessed that I asked, "Mr. Zhongye, is he that annoying ex-colleague of yours?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed: "...um."

When we were talking, Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru were also chatting, with sinister smiles that made my head itch on their perfect faces.

I shivered: "I feel a little chilly, I must be planning something."

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt sorry for him: "Absolutely, it won't be a good thing—by the way, how did you know this guy?"

"Just one day, at a restaurant with my friends..."

I told the truth about the accidental encounter, and Nakahara Nakaya kept frowning, looking unhappy.

"Understood." He drooped his eyelids, as if trying to suppress his emotions, "...what are we going to play next?"

I said excitedly: "Of course it's 'flowing magma'! It's so beautiful to watch at night."

……

Out of professional habits, I found an excuse and dragged Zhongya Nakahara back to the horror house.

"It's a pity that I didn't get that ice cream this afternoon." I begged, "Mr. Chuya, go buy it for me."

Naturally, Zhong Yuan would not refuse me, nodded, left my coat and went to line up, and asked me to wait for him on a nearby bench.

I walked around quickly and calmly to confirm that the 'tent' was intact, and I breathed a sigh of relief.If there is an accident in this place with a lot of traffic, it will be very troublesome to clean up.

The sound of police sirens sounded in the distance, and seeing the faint fluorescence of the red and blue police lights, it should be that the government sent police to help us out.

When I was about to leave, I heard the voice of a child, as if experiencing an unbearable suffering, his voice was immature and full of pain.I was a little worried, so I held my breath, dodged around to the back of the building, and approached cautiously.

I turned on the flashlight of my mobile phone and found a little boy in adult clothes half lying on the ground. His forehead was scratched, and the blood had already solidified.

"Good evening, kid." I approached, "Separated from your family? Do you need help?"

He looked at me suspiciously: "You were from the roller coaster time..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he raised his hand to cover his throat in astonishment, and then looked at the clothes that did not match his body shape.

I didn't hear what he was talking about, but his clothes looked familiar, a bit like the boy I met this afternoon - Kudo Shinichi.

"Have you been attacked?" I asked.

The little boy didn't reply for a long time.

Already heard the voice of the policeman, I stretched out my hand to him: "Let's go, I'll take you to the police uncle."

After hearing the news, the police rushed around the house of horrors, I removed the 'tent', led the little boy I picked up, briefly explained the situation, and asked them to help the child find the parents—then go to Chuya Nakahara, the team It happened to be him, and the timing was just right.

He took my hand and asked casually, "Where did you go just now?"

I said a part of the truth without changing my face: "A little brother got separated from the family, so I helped him."

I licked the ice cream and handed him the rest.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "Are you a cat? Just eat this, and eat a few more."

It's a bit like coaxing picky eaters to eat.

I licked it again, but he didn't say anything, just smiled loosely.

I thought for a while and took another bite, then resolutely handed it to him, and said seriously: "Three bites, the limit, no more."

Zhongyuan Zhong also took it as he said, biting the side of his lip and grinning dumbly, let go of the hand holding me, and rubbed the corner of my mouth with his thumb restrainedly.

"It's on," he said.

I blinked blankly: "...?"

"Let's go." Zhong Yuan took my hand again, "It's getting late, I'll take you home."

Although there were all sorts of wonderful episodes, today was quite a pleasant day.

……

A high-rise apartment elevator car somewhere in Yokohama.

Osamu Dazai was not happy.

Floors change slowly on led screens.

At night, it was another failed entry into the water at night. After floating for a long time, he was discovered by Yokohama residents enjoying the shade on the bridge and called the search and rescue team to pick him up.The young member of the search and rescue team was a warm-hearted young man, who hated iron and steel to advise him to live a good life, and left his phone number, saying that he could contact him if he needed help.

He returned home exhausted from being lectured, and before he opened the door, he keenly noticed something unusual, so he walked towards the elevator without looking back.

Just at this time, the fragile door was kicked open from the inside, and he lay down on the ground, letting out a heavy mournful sound that could not be beaten.

"—Hey, where do you want to escape to?"

Osamu Dazai didn't look back, and sighed deeply: "I have to see annoying slugs twice a day, why am I so unlucky..."

The person behind him said in a bad tone, "You have accosted Tao Zhi."

Dazai still didn't look back, he pretended to sniff his nose: "What's going on, it smells sour."

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked in front of him, thought for a moment, and opened his mouth slowly.

"But today...thanks." His breathing was a little messed up, and he was obviously a little physically uncomfortable from saying this weak thank you to Dazai, "so you don't have to worry about messing up my apartment."

He pursed his lips, and said with difficulty: "There's also... Taozhi..."

Osamu Dazai was amused: "Sure enough, the little slug has something to ask of me, let's hear it."

"...Don't tell her about me."

He leaned forward and put his palm to his ear: "Ah? What are you talking about? I can't hear you——"

"Hey! Dazai!"

"Little slug, is this the attitude you should have when asking for help?" Osamu Dazai shook his head slowly, and looked at him very contemptuously, "If the attitude is not correct, I might accidentally say something wrong one day? For example, some 'ordinary Man' is actually the famous gravity user of Portmafia, after all, it's the truth, so don't blame me if you say it carelessly."

"—You bastard!" Zhong Yuan also grabbed his neckline.

"It's so irritable." Dazai was not threatened at all, and he still sighed leisurely, "Miss Taozhi hates cheating. As a friend of ten years, Wu Jun was reprimanded by her for hiding his identity as a conjurer; A reliable boyfriend whom I deeply trust, turns out to be a mafia behind the scenes..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out the cigarette case, flicked on a cigarette, and bit the tip of his teeth slightly hard.

He said casually: "... Tsk, what do you want, money? Make an offer."

Osamu Dazai said sincerely: "Chuya, I have always stolen your card casually. Money alone is not enough to impress me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth and stared at him: "..."

"Things seem to be a little more interesting, so I don't mind playing with you for a while." Osamu Dazai smiled, "You owe me a favor, Chuya."

……

Tokyo.

The news that I have a boyfriend quickly spread among my friends, and everyone expressed surprise to varying degrees.

First: "Really or not, who can take down the peach branch? Is there a photo? Could it be the invincible character like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus rex or Kujo Joro?"

Then: "No matter who it is, respect this warrior."

I:"……"

Damn, making friends carelessly.

Even my mother was surprised, scored twice, and asked again: "Can he really see you?"

I was insulted to a considerable extent, and I crossed my hips and asked: "...Mom! It was you who introduced Zhongye-kun to me at the beginning, and now he is my boyfriend, isn't it okay? What are you dissatisfied with? ah?"

"There is nothing dissatisfied." My mother looked a little dazed, "I thought you would never get married in this life, even if you find a girl, you will recognize it, and a person is too pitiful. I didn't expect you to be married before the age of 30." I found a boyfriend... oh yes, I went back to China to worship at the Town God's Temple the year before last, and wanted to ask for a good marriage for you, now I have to go back and fulfill my wish."

I:"……"

The unintentional ridicule from my own mother was so lethal that I ignored other wronged friends for a while.

All the gossip people went to ask my assistant supervisor, Shin Hachikun, and I asked him to write down the names one by one, and then called them back, telling them one thing: "My boyfriend is an ordinary person, if you meet us by chance in the future, just pretend you don't know me. "

A few days later, the three of them, Wu Xiayan, called out.

Although we are in the bar, in fact, only me and Nitzi Xiayou are drinking. Gojo Satoru always drinks sweet milk in order to ensure the precise operation of his brain's magic power and maintain the operation of the six eyes.

Gojo Satoru corrected: "It's strawberry milk."

Me: "The wrong person set it up, you are not a natural roll."

Xia Youjie asked: "Speaking of which, is Taozhi's boyfriend the one who is going on a blind date?"

Nitro answered for me: "Yes."

I repeated my instructions to others: "The Central Plains is also an ordinary person. If you meet us by chance, you must either pretend that you don't know me, or help me hide."

"By the way, Enlightenment." I said seriously, "Thank you very much for your help so I didn't overturn the car, so help people to the end. Don't be too ostentatious about your birthday at the end of the year. This excuse was used in Sendai that time."

Gojo Satoru sighed emotionally: "You are really not human."

I shamelessly accepted the compliment: "Thank you, I am really affirmed to hear such words from your mouth."

Xia Youjie stirred the mint leaves in the wide-mouth cup, and asked, "What does that Zhongyuan gentleman do?"

"I didn't ask in detail, it seems to be an executive of a trading company." I tried to recall, "...the port..."

Gojo Satoru fixed his eyes on the rose brooch I was wearing: "This is not your style, is it a gift from Mr. Zhongyuan?"

I nodded.

Gojo Satoru asked: "Taozhi, do you have some misunderstandings about the income of trading company executives?"

me?"

I haven't thought about it. For me, the money comes quite easily.The salary of the conjurer is generous, and there is also a fund prepared by the family when he was born.I personally don’t have any material desires, and I have a vague concept of making money. Versailles is just a number, just make sure it’s enough.

If it is Mr. Zhongye... Maybe he will invest in stocks or something, young talents, maybe he will play some BTC Dogecoin, there are many ways to make money.Besides, he also admitted before that his company had trade relations with the port mafia, so there should be a lot of gray income.

Gojo Satoru saw that I had completed my logical closed loop perfectly, with a suppressed smile on his face: "Oh, then I wish you happiness."

I'm a little surprised...

Nitro: "You can actually speak human language."

Me: "Glass understands me."

"Why can't I speak human language anymore? It's too much." Gojo Satoru accused us, "Look at yourself, a 20-year-old is still non-mainstream, and a ten-year-old smoker who has relied on reversal techniques to continue his life Min, as a teacher of the people, I am no more reliable than you..."

I stopped Nitzi, and took out the magic tool affectionately: "Let me deal with him this time, you step back."

Holding a cigarette in his arms, Nitro's expression was calm: "I didn't even plan to do it at first."

I muttered: "Oh, let's cooperate a little bit."

"Okay." Xia Youjie always acts as a mediator during this time, "The intention is to come out to celebrate, let's give in. Wu, sometimes you really don't speak human words; Taozhi, your dressing style is also really good. comparative personality."

Gojo Satoru and I looked at each other, passed over the body of the glass under the lamp, and raised our hands high to clink our glasses, my glass collided with his strawberry milk.

"Cheers—!"

We hooked shoulders across a person, our tone was intimate and plastic.

"Taozhijiang, you are so beautiful today, and your bag, the new Aisi birkin."

"Wu-chan, do you like it? You like to give you one."

"Oh no."

Xia Youjie held his forehead: "It's started again."

Gojo Satoru approached me and covered his face with his hands: "Hey, Taozhijiang, some characters with small eyes that confuse the water are really annoying."

I lowered my voice: "That's to say, Wu-chan, who wouldn't regard himself as a just judge? He's obviously a small-eyed person."

Gojo Wu secretly glanced at Xia Youjie: "That is to say, the bangs are also weird, I guess xp is even weirder than the bangs."

Me: "I like people. Wife, when I was 17, I would go to an erotic video store to buy "Ms. Komatsu, you don't want your husband to lose his job either"..."

"For sure, maybe Renwai..."

Xia Youjie twitched the corner of his mouth: "...You guys are almost ready, I can hear you completely."

Gojo Satoru and I sat up straight at the same time, acting extremely exaggerated sincerity: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect you to be seated."

We jumped Hui Di happily on Xia Youjie's bottom line, and saw that he was about to summon the magic spirit to start the fight, so we barely stopped.

Xia Youjie asked me: "I have a second-level mission to Yokohama, do I want to change it with you?"

I want!"

It's been a while since I failed to contact the Armed Detective Agency. I've been wanting to go to Yokohama, but I don't have the chance.

So Xia Youjie forwarded the task information to me.

I glanced over ten lines at a glance, and couldn't help complaining: "It's a bit weird..."

The entrusting party is portmafia, the well-known port mafia.

Observed for a few days, combined with the statements of the port, the observation report of 'window' is: this is a curse spirit formed due to anti-involvement emotions, it is not very aggressive, but it blocks the door of the office, and colleagues are not allowed to go to work; when someone If you try to break in, you will be attacked by it.

And because of everyone's bad emotions, the power of this curse spirit is getting stronger and stronger, but it is above the second level and below the first level.

It stands to reason that this mid-level task cannot be done by a super-level conjurer, but the port mafia is rich, and the leader personally sent the commission letter, so the whole task suddenly increased by several levels.

"Supernatural powers can cause damage to spell spirits." I found it a bit strange, "They output AOE damage to the entire office, and then recreate it, wouldn't it be fine?"

Gojo Wu complained: "The money for redecoration is much more expensive than hiring a magician, and Taozhi is too ignorant of the sufferings of the world."

I widened my eyes: "You are the least qualified to say that I am okay, a guy with 20 yuan for a shirt."

"The problem lies here." Xia Youjie explained helplessly, "Those floors are all computer rooms, so don't move around."

So, is it the programmer's resentment?

I nodded: "Okay, transfer the task to me."

There has been no news from the Armed Detective Agency for a long time. I have to pay a visit, and then go to Chuya after exorcising the curse, and give him a surprise.

What a perfect arrangement!

……

Yokohama, Port Mafia.

Koyo Ozaki caught a glimpse of the pendant on Chuya Nakahara's phone.

The little pink and white peaches are handmade, with a simple expression outlined with stick figures, and two green leaves on top of the head, quite cute.

She raised her eyebrows slightly.

Recently, it has been rumored internally that "Central Plains cadres definitely have girlfriends."There are many evidences. First of all, the state of the whole person becomes bright and high-spirited; when working overtime, I don’t care about it, and I look at the wall clock when I have nothing to do; occasionally when I answer the phone, I will show a very soft and gentle expression.

She pressed the fan to her lips, teasingly said: "Zhongye, you really are in love, right?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also paused: "..."

Catching her gaze, he put his phone back in his pocket and replied casually, "Yes."

"Obviously." Ozaki Koyo said, "I guessed it since you asked me to help you choose the lipstick number."

One day, Zhong Yuan Zhongya suddenly asked her with a troubled face: "Sister, if you meet a girl for the second time, what gift is more suitable?"

"What status?" she said.

Zhong Yuanzhong also described it with difficulty: "...that is, ordinary people. There are ordinary girls with serious jobs."

Seeing his erratic eyes, Ozaki Hongye had some guesses in her heart, and suggested: "Send lipstick or perfume? The price is also more suitable, just go to the special counter to buy new products of the season."

He nodded to show he understood.

That night, it was already late at night, but Zhongyuan Zhongye suddenly sent a message.

[Nakahara Chuya: Sister, there is something very important that needs to be checked by you. 】

【Nakahara Chuya: [Picture]】

【Nakahara Chuya: [Picture]】

[Nakahara Chuya: I bought them all, which one should I give away?Hermes?Guerlain? ysl? 】

Ozaki Momiji: "..."

The two pictures show large lipstick sets of various brands, neatly lined up and covering the floor. According to a simple observation, it seems that the gift box with the smallest number also has three layers of 18 pieces.

[Ozaki Hongye: Chuya, I mean, I want you to give one away. 】

[Central Plains Chuya:? ! 】

[Nakahara Chuya: That's too stingy. 】

[Ozaki Hongye: If you meet an ordinary girl for the second time, it is indeed a more suitable one. If it is too expensive, it will appear that you have bad intentions. 】

【Central Plains Chuya: ...】

【Nakahara Chuya: I...】

After a while, he sent another bunch of pictures.

[Chuya Nakahara: I see, elder sister help me choose one. 】

Since then, Ozaki Momiji has long expected that such a day will come.

"What kind of girl is it?" she asked, "If it's inconvenient, you don't have to answer."

"There's nothing inconvenient to say."

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, and hated his lack of vocabulary for the first time. Under Hongye's gentle gaze, he described it with difficulty: "It's very cute... and occasionally has a little temper, like a cat."

"Is that so?" Koye Ozaki smiled slightly, with a bit of loneliness in her eyes, "You should also protect her well."

She lowered her eyes, thinking of her former lover.

The man who eloped with her, but died tragically at the hands of the previous leader.

She is not optimistic about the relationship between a person with supernatural powers and an ordinary person, but the object is Nakahara Chuya, a junior whom she regards as her younger brother, and Koye Ozaki can't bear to say something to spoil his interest.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, as if guessing the reason for her sudden depression, he said in a hoarse voice, "...I will."

"Let's go, there are still 5 minutes." Ozaki Koyo quickly adjusted his mood, "The meeting is about to start, don't keep the leader waiting."

……

During the weekly regular meeting, more than a dozen high-level port officials gathered in the conference room.

Nakahara Nakaya was sitting closest to Mori Ogai, but he was walking in a rare way - of course, he still had a serious expression on his face.

"What is Taozhi doing? Is she off work? Did she have a good meal?" He thought seriously, "How can I make her fatter?"

Tsurumi Taozhi is extremely restrained in terms of appetite. No matter how much he likes it, no matter how delicious it is, he will never exceed three bites. Fearing high-calorie food is like fearing poison; Baba's chicken breasts -- called salads, to put it mildly -- were dealt with casually.

Nakahara Chuya asked a married subordinate about this question before, and the other party said with confusion: "Do I need to feed it specially? Girls are very duplicity. They say they want to lose weight every day but they don't exercise at all; like drinking If you want milk tea and cakes, at best you don’t take the initiative to buy them. If you buy them for her, she will definitely eat them all..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

"Girls say to lose weight, just listen to it." The subordinate asserted.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that there was no reference value at all, and secretly suspected that his subordinates were lying to him.

Then when he was in the restaurant, he kept an eye out and heard the woman at the next table chatting, complaining in words that he couldn't help eating a big meal yesterday, and the result of working hard to lose fat for a week was immediately given to him; her friend at the same seat was relieved She said it's okay, and she recently gained two kilograms because of indulging in the newly opened Chinese restaurant near her home.

Zhong Yuanzhong also wanted to sigh.

Why doesn't his little girl want to eat more?

……

"——The last item on the agenda of the meeting." Mori Ogai glanced at the people present, "Tomorrow, a super magician will come to exorcise the curse spirit, and the etiquette must not be neglected."

His eyes wandered between Guangjin Liulang and Zhongyuan Zhongye, keenly seeing that the latter seemed to be a little absent-minded.

Mori Ogai smiled slightly: "Then, Chuya-kun."

Zhong Yuan also raised his eyes.

"You will be in charge of this matter." Mori Ogai said, "Receive the super magician."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "Take orders."

He thought of Gojo Satoru, who had only revealed his identity not long ago.

...Why is it a conjurer again?

The author has something to say: the addition is over, and no manuscript has been saved (crying loudly at the empty manuscript deposit box)

In the future, if there is a work receipt/long comment/nutrient solution/land mine plus change, it will be returned after the 25th, because I will submit online defense materials on the 25th

Regarding the full subscription lottery, I gritted my teeth and wanted to draw 429 prizes directly.

Then, the system reminds: the number of winners cannot exceed the number of favorites 5.Staring at myself with a thousand or so favorites, I fell silent

Ah Jin, listen to me, thank you...you old six...

ps: As for Jiuye’s height, it was initially set to two years after the suppression of Huangbatu was lifted, and then he grew to 180+, but after thinking about it carefully, I don’t think his height is a shortcoming that needs to be made up for through fanfiction. No matter how tall you are, you are cute, and chirp is the ideal in the world!Therefore, this aspect of the article is treated vaguely, and the brain is free to make up.