It's a power, not a spell

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a face that was pouting and approaching rapidly. Gojo Satoru was so frightened that he woke up in an instant, and covered the mouth of that face with his hands as quickly as possible.He was so frightened that he even forgot that he still had spells. No, even if he couldn't touch him, he refused to get so close to this guy.

What is the experience of waking up and realizing that you are only one step away from being kissed for the first time?

Gojo Satoru was expressionless: "Hey, I said... can this be considered sexual harassment?"

The silly guy in front of him who was blowing air on his palm immediately widened his eyes, and he fell back like a frightened rabbit, his buttocks made close contact with the ground and fell firmly.

"Yes, sorry! I thought you were drowning, and Mr. Dazai said..."

The black-haired man next to him looked at the sky and the earth: "Just in case, I'm also thinking about the safety of this gentleman's life."

"Mr. Dazai!"

"Dazai?" Gojo Satoru sat up, wiped his palms on his clothes, raised his eyebrows, "Dazai?"

"It's me! A man who bears the trust of the society and the admiration of the people!" Osamu Dazai smiled with his hips on his hips, "Didn't you think that everyone knows it? Well, there is no way to do it, I have to ask Why—"

Gojo Satoru squeezed his chin, raised his eyes and looked at him from top to bottom, thoughtfully.

Osamu Dazai: "—Huh?"

Atsushi Nakajima stood up from the ground. At the age of 20, he was no longer a rookie who only relied on intuition before.If you think about it carefully, the white-haired guy on the ground is indeed a bit strange.

He appeared here, maybe he went out in the rainy and windy weather, accidentally fell into the river, and happened to be bumped into by them, there is no problem with that, but...

Perhaps because the ability is "tiger", Atsushi Nakajima's senses are somewhat similar to those of wild beasts, without the influence of the heavy rain, even though this person has been soaking in the water for a long time, he can still smell a little—— The blood energy hidden in the strong smell of water.

What did this guy do before?

He stood in front of Dazai Osamu, facing Gojo Satoru, and secretly raised his vigilance.

"You don't need to look at me like that. After all, I'm not a bad person." The white-haired young man withdrew his gaze, and a simple smile appeared on his face, which can be described as beautiful. He slowly stood up from the ground, his hair still dripping. The wet hair sticks together, making him look like a big wet white cat, perfectly harmless.

Atsushi Nakajima kept staring at him, and found that he was full of flaws, and he didn't even feel nervous at all-this made him even more suspicious.

"What's your name?"

He froze for a moment, "... Atsushi Nakajima."

"That's Dun. Don, take me to buy some clothes!"

"Eh?! Why? Uh, go shopping for clothes?"

"Because my clothes are all soaked and dirty." Gojo Satoru raised his arms and gestured to him the dusty mud behind his sleeves.

The river bank was bare land, which had turned into mud after the rain. He had just lay flat on it just now, so his back was stained.

...and hair too.

The automatic no-lower-limit spell also has its disadvantages. It will not be triggered when something harmless approaches itself.It was like he was going to sleep at night, and he lay down on the bed. Of course, the surgery would not separate him from the sheets.

Atsushi Nakajima: "But—" What does this have to do with him?

"I don't have any money." Gojo Gori was confident.

Atsushi Nakajima: ...

It was the first time I met such... an indescribable person, and I didn't know what to say for a while.He turned his eyes to his trusted senior for help.

Osamu Dazai lived up to his expectations, and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, we don't know your name yet."

"The name is Gojo Satoru."

"Then Wu Tiaojun, why did you appear in this river?"

The black-haired, kite-eyed young man looked up against the light, and the evening sun cast a layer of warm orange on his face.

Gojo Satoru reasonably thought of Nakahara Chuya, but he didn't show it on the surface.He sighed, and made up nonsense: "Actually, a few strange guys wanted to catch me, but they found a chance to jump into the river and run away. But I don't have a wallet or a mobile phone, and my home is in Tokyo, so..."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Have you encountered a kidnapping? You should call the police for this kind of thing?"

Gojo Goto spread his hands, "I'm afraid this won't work, the matter of the "supernatural powers" shouldn't be in their hands, right? "

"...The person who kidnapped you is a supernatural being?"

"Yes, yes, it's super scary."

Even though he said that, the expression on his face was completely different.Atsushi Nakajima has a bit of a headache, but if it is true that as Gojo Satoru said, there are supernatural beings who kidnap ordinary people in Yokohama, then their armed detective agency cannot allow this to happen.

But... is what this guy said true or false?

"Since this is the case, it is impossible for us, as a righteous armed detective agency, to stand idly by."

"Mr. Dazai?"

"And what happened to Gojo-kun may be related to our commission today, here." Osamu Dazai shook the phone, and a puddle of water dripped from it.

Before Atsushi Nakajima could read the words clearly, the screen of the phone flickered twice and went completely black.

"..."

He silently took out his own, and pressed it a few times, but there was no response.Then I remembered that Osamu Dazai's cell phone seemed to be waterproof, but his was not. ——What's more, even if it is waterproof, it can't stand the rain and then soak in water.

Osamu Dazai put down his phone and shrugged innocently.

"Anyway, let's take Wujo-kun back to the detective agency first. His assistance should be needed."

"Of course I'd be happy to help." Although he didn't know anything.Gojo Satoru didn't seem half guilty, and even asked, "I'm so cooperative, so it's not too much to change clothes?"

"Okay. I'll go back to the club and tell Kunikida-kun, Atsu-kun, you'll be in charge of this matter."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Huh?!"

-

"Mr. Chuya, do you want to... try this one?"

Higuchi Ichiyo hesitated for a while, but spoke anyway.

They are now in a clothing store, and Zhongyuan Zhong also chooses mostly formal clothes.And Higuchi Ichiyo was holding a casual jacket in his hand.

If it was before, she definitely wouldn't dictate what her boss wears, but now Nakahara is not her boss, so the blond woman smiled, "When you're not working, it's more comfortable to wear some loose styles?"

"Ah." If he really crawled out of the tomb suddenly after death, Zhong Yuanzhong should have hesitated, after all, he has been used to that feeling after wearing the suit for nearly ten years.He was also awkward for a while when he put on the clothes given by the orphanage.

He put the coat in his hand on the rack and reached out to pick it up, but suddenly stopped.

"...Mr. Nakaya?"

"fine."

He glanced at the street outside the store, only a few scattered pedestrians.

It should just be a mistake, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for that guy Gojo Satoru to appear here.

But I still care about it.

Gee.