It's a power, not a spell

He seemed to be getting more and more used to this guy's lack of distance.

Wujo Satoru straightened his back, and when that face went away, Nakahara Chu also suddenly realized this.

He is silent.Habits become natural, which is probably the case.It's like he can ignore Wujo Satoru's wayward speech more and more.

I even think the other party's occasional childishness is cute——

Wait, cute?

……vomit.

He couldn't help showing a nauseous expression.Why would I put this word with that guy? !

Even though it is indeed cuter than that bastard Dazai... Bah, bah, don't think about the word cute anymore!

Zhongyuan Zhongye raised his forehead, thinking that maybe he had really been idle for too long, and his brain was rusted.

Gojo Satoru looked at the boy's sudden change of expression with great interest, stood up for a while, looked down at Nakahara Chuya who was looking up at him, and stretched out his hand, "It's not too late, let's start now. Don't let the rare clues Slip away in vain."

Open your eyes and talk nonsense, obviously you want to go out to play.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't bother to complain, he hesitated for a moment, then held the hand extended by the other party, and stood up with strength.

……

Ginza.

The most representative bustling neighborhood in Japan, famous for its high-end shopping stores.

That said, everything inside is expensive.

If it was Chuya of the Central Plains in the past, it would be no problem to shop here as one likes, but now, although the wages of conjurers are high, they are nothing compared to the profiteering mafia.

Simply put, he has no money.

And there are five enlightenments.And a lot.

Just looking at the clothes that his whole body has never been less than a million in total, and the Barcelona leather chair that he often sits in school, he can tell that this guy is the type who is not short of money.

Even the various trinkets that I bought for Zhongye in the Central Plains are genuine, and the price of any of them can make ordinary people amazed.

However, it may be because he just left the mission, Gojo Satoru wore the black uniform today, but took off the more eye-catching blindfold.

——In short, he is a guy who has no concept of money.Zhongyuanzhong has also deeply understood it.

"Is there anything you want?"

"No."

"Hey, isn't it true that you have no passion for shopping at all? What exactly is Zhongye doing here?"

In order to satisfy the willful|desire of an adult.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at him, and found the white-haired young man with his mouth curled up, looking unhappy.

The other party dragged out the tone in dissatisfaction, "It's all - all - meaningless."

That's true, anyone wouldn't be interested in going shopping with a dumb-faced guy.But Zhong Yuanzhong also had no desire to shop from the bottom of his heart, so he thought about it.

"I'll take a step first, go to that restaurant, and you can take a good stroll here by yourself—"

"do not want!"

Gojo Satoru's voice overwhelmed him, "Since you don't want to shop, I'll invite Chuya to eat dessert!"

Eating desserts is only something you want to eat.Nakahara is also helpless, he has already looked down on Gojo Satoru's willfulness in some aspects, and he doesn't hate sweets.

So he only thought for less than a second: "Okay."

Gojo Satoru is the type who needs to add at least five cubes of sugar to his coffee. Nakahara Nakahara has known this a few months ago, and a lethal amount of sugar is just normal for this man.

According to himself, this is only because "maintaining the mental energy of the operation is too much, so he needs to rely on sugar to replenish energy", but Zhong Yuanzhong also thinks that the biggest reason is that he likes to eat sweets.

Because Gojo Satoru would never touch anything he didn't like.

So in summary, Gojo Satoru is a big sweetheart.

Even so, it would be an exaggeration to tell the waiter, "I'll have one of all the desserts on the menu" as soon as I enter the store!

A whole dozen pages of menus, all of them?

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt suffocated from the bottom of his heart.

No matter how much the detective in the Armed Detective Agency likes thick dim sum, he didn't say to people when he entered the store, "I'll have all the thick dim sum in the store"!

Then he remembered that he had just become interested in red wine. When he went to the store for the first time, he seemed to have said to the boss "a bottle of each item on the list"...

After a moment of silence, his mentality suddenly became tolerant.

——Well, since you really like it, there's nothing you can do about it.

The more expensive the food, the smaller the amount.

When Gojo Satoru's first batch of desserts arrived, most of them were only small pieces, but served with a large plate.The empty space is filled with elaborate but inedible decorations.

Under the sunglasses of the white-haired young man, the eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the surrounding air was dyed with joy. He pushed some of them in front of Zhongyuan Zhongya, "Taste it, it's not sweet, but it's just right for Zhongya."

You also know that your taste is different than normal people.

Thinking of the honey water this morning, Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed.

He picked up the delicate spoon in his hand, scooped up a little and put it into his mouth.

The white cream melted in his mouth, the mellow aroma of milk danced on the tip of his tongue, the slightly bitterness of the matcha powder perfectly neutralized the sweetness, and he also tasted a little lemon sour.

It really deserves the price.

No matter what time it is, deliciousness always makes people feel happy.

Seeing that Nakahara Chuya had a little smile on his lips, Gojo Satoru also hooked the corners of his lips.

"Hey, hey, isn't it super~ delicious?" The person who made the inquiry held his face with the palms of both hands, his eyes were shining, like a high school girl who shared her favorite food with her friends.

Girls high school student.

Hit by this description, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

"Really good."

The female high school student bent her eyes and closed the lake of stars.

"That's right~ that's right!"

"And this one. It's a bit too creamy, but the taste of lemon is very fresh and refreshing. But I prefer the more greasy strawberry flavor..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also quietly listened to the young man's prejudiced introduction to desserts, uttering simple syllables from time to time to indicate that he was still listening.The sitting position is just by the window, the sun is not bright, but there is a wonderful sense of warmth.

Inexplicably, I feel that the word cute is not so insulated from Wujo Satoru.

They stayed in the dessert shop until almost noon, and then walked towards the restaurant in a leisurely manner.

After all, it was meant to be played.

It was a restaurant with a quiet environment, and the booths were separated by lush green plants, and there were only faint shadows of each other, which had a special artistic conception.

The waiter took them to a seat for two, handed them the menu, and left quietly.

Wujo Wujo pointed to the tabletop and held his chin, "The traces of filth are super obvious. At first glance, it is a mistake that only a novice would make--is it a newly born curse spirit? But I didn't notice its breath nearby, so I left Did you come to the birthplace? Or did you come from somewhere else? Hmm... it's kind of interesting."

Zhongyuan couldn't see this kind of thing either, he could only look in the direction of his line of sight, it was a wall.

"Look carefully, if you want to see it, you can see it very easily."

You can see it if you want to.Idealism?

Nakahara Chuya also made the same complaints as Edogawa Conan, he squinted his eyes and concentrated.

"see it?"

"I saw it."

"Very good, Zhongye's comprehension is not bad. He really is my 'Unhappy Disciple'!"

Up to now, Zhong Yuanzhong will no longer have emotional fluctuations because of that title, he raised the corner of his mouth carelessly, "ah, yeah."

"Hmm. Since the curse spirit is not here, there is nothing we can do." Gojo Satoru said, without looking at it, he picked up a pen and drew a few random strokes on the menu, "What do you want to eat?"

He made a gesture to hand it to Zhongye Zhongyuan, but suddenly withdrew his hand, "Forget it."

Nakahara Chuya: ...?

Gojo Satoru pressed the bell on the corner of the table.

The voice sounded softly over there, and the waiter came quickly.

He said to Nakahara Nakaya as if explaining: "There is nothing delicious here, next time I will take you to the one in [-]-chome, and choose the one you like."

The expression of the waiter who was evaluated like this in person was about to crack.Endured and endured, did not speak.

After taking the menu from the young man, he said softly, "Please wait a moment."

The two stared at his back for a while, Gojo Satoru: "Did you see it?"

"Ah." The weak curse spirit that seemed to be dissipating around the waiter was talking intermittently and incoherently, besides, there was the filth covering his entire back, "He killed It probably has something to do with the curse spirit that once attached to his back."

"I think so too. Where do you think the body is hidden?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also cast his eyes on the previous wall, glanced at it and took it back indifferently.

Neither of them had any intention of finding the body and catching the real culprit.

That's the job of the cops.

He's a conjurer/(former) mafia!

Both of them saw the meaning of 'very troublesome' in each other's eyes, so they agreed:

"Let's go."

"Walk."

Since the food here is not to your liking, there is no need to force yourself to leave here before the body is found, lest things will become troublesome and increase your troubles.

"what--!!!!"

Harsh screams came from the inside of the restaurant, and accompanied by panicked footsteps, a woman with a terrified expression rolled and crawled out.

"Yao, she... Yaozi... Shishishi—"

"Ah... a step late." Gojo Gojo sat back with his half-vacated body, and smiled helplessly with Nakahara Nakaya.

"Well, there's nothing important anyway, so it's okay to stay for a while."

Speaking of the murder case, Nakahara Zhong also suddenly remembered that he had enjoyed the cherry blossoms last month, and that was the first time he had dealt with the police peacefully.

Now I'm afraid it will be the second time.

The customers here were surprisingly calm. After calling the police, the store manager stepped forward to appease the customers who wanted to leave, put a closed sign at the door, and then sealed off the room where the body was found to better protect the crime scene.

The calmness is not at all like an ordinary person facing a corpse.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled, and heard the whispers of several waiters not far away.

"It's too miserable..."

"Is this the third time this year?"

"Well, the last two times were customers, and this time it was the employees of the store... Anyway, this is too frequent, right? Is there someone..."

"Hush—don't talk nonsense, thanks to the sleeping Kogoro, isn't the murderer caught every time, it's just a coincidence."

Zhong Yuanzhong also fell silent, and looked at the store manager with a trace of sympathy.

No wonder the proficiency makes people feel distressed. It turns out that this is the third time he has experienced this kind of thing. It's really hard for him to keep the store open until now.