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After the meeting ended, Osamu Dazai took his children and went straight to the hotel room reserved by the Magic Department without looking back.

Atsushi Nakajima has just arrived, but he is still full of insecurity, so naturally he followed Osamu Dazai step by step.

Osamu Dazai took off his windbreaker and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water.

The young man looked at him, his face full of hesitation, he hesitated for a while, but he still couldn't help asking curiously: "Did Mr. Dazai and Mr. Gojo know each other before?"

Before being taken away by Mr. Xia You, he vaguely heard Mr. Wujo say whether he wanted to or not.

Although Mr. Dazai's attitude is cold and alienated, Mr. Gojo is completely pampered with a "good, good" look.

"Oh, this one." Dazai Osamu didn't hide it, took a sip of water and said, "It's a relationship I've had before."

"I see." Nakajima Atsushi nodded again and again, and immediately widened his eyes when he realized the reaction: "Hey! You, have been in a relationship, it means... Mr. Dazai and Mr. Gojo were lovers before?!"

"It's unbelievable?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows with a smile, and at this moment the mobile phone that was randomly thrown on the |bed| buzzed.

Glancing at the caller, Osamu Dazai connected immediately: "Yo~"

Seeing Osamu Dazai answering the phone, Atsushi Nakajima walked out of the room quietly with his |room|card|.

"Kunikida-kun."

On the other side of the phone, Kunikida sighed: [According to the information of Hanakou, the detective agency is targeted, no, to be precise, it is the organization with the detective agency's ability license, which is the "combination" of the ability group in North America. ]

Osamu Dazai pursed his lower lip. A group of supernatural powers from North America came to Japan all the way because they coveted the supernatural license of the detective agency?He doesn't know whether others believe it or not, but he doesn't believe it anyway.

After being silent for a while, he asked, "Where is the movement of the people at the port|black|hand|party|?"

[ah?Port|Black|Hand|Party|? ] Well how to say to Hong Kong | black?The topic was too jumpy, Kunikida was a little confused, and he said after a while: [Do you need to pay special attention?I can look into it. ]

dong dong dong-

Osamu Dazai glanced at the chocolate-colored door, and walked over while talking on the phone.He opened a slit, and a bright blue crashed into his field of vision.

Osamu Dazai paused for half a second, closed the door with a bang, and continued talking on the phone without any pressure: "Well, give me a message as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Osamu Dazai's face became serious. It seemed that he had to go back to Yokohama.

Before Osamu Dazai could figure out why, he was taken aback by Gojo Satoru who entered the room through the window by illegal means.

"?! The person in charge of Tangtang's Curse Department actually climbed the window?" After reacting, the corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched uncontrollably: "Aren't you ashamed?"

Gojo Satoru wasn't ashamed at all, and even felt extremely proud: "You shut me out even though you saw me, isn't it too much?"

"Oh, maybe I couldn't see clearly, I'm really sorry." Dazai Osamu shrugged with a smile: "So Mr. Gojo, shouldn't you wait to meet with the Ability Division?"

"There's no rush." ​​Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and said with a smile, "That will happen in an hour and a half."

When the words fell to the ground, Gojo Satoru bent down slightly and lowered his head, carefully poking into Dazai Osamu's safe distance, tentatively but also forcefully grasping Dazai Osamu's knuckle-boned palm.

"..."

All the words that Osamu Dazai wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

It's a deeply suffocating situation.

Osamu Dazai quickly calculated how to get rid of this situation, but it was obvious that Gojo Satoru didn't give him that chance, and his hand was gripped by Gojo Satoru with a light but hard to get rid of.

Time seemed to be paused, and they remained silent, standing still in place.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyebrows, and his blue pupils seemed to have jumped through four years of blank time, looking at the person in front of him with a smile like a vast ocean.

After filtering out all the hustle and bustle in the world, there is only a visible gentle and warm concern in his eyes.

Gojo Satoru blinked, trying to use his meaningful eyes to describe his little boyfriend who had been waiting for four years.

It depicts the bright and bright smiling eyes.

Depicting the tiny stars shining with golden light in those kite eyes.

Describe the breeze that suddenly blows when the corners of the lips rise.

But no.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't describe a tenth of the beauty of the lover he had been waiting for for four years.

In fact, it's not that he really can't find anyone.

Wujo Wuxiang, after becoming the person in charge of the magic department, the most important thing he lacks is contacts.

The reason why he didn't insist on searching... Gojo Goku pursed his lips, probably because he was afraid, afraid of scaring away the cowards who would run away if there was any trouble.

Because I cherish it too much, I am afraid.

At any other time he would not give it to anyone, the burdens on his shoulders would not allow him to give it to anyone, and it would be difficult for him to imagine that he would give it to anyone.

But fate brought Osamu Dazai, who was full of insecurity, to appear. He was strongly attracted to him, who was irrational and illogical.

He firmly believes that this is a gift from fate, even though he doesn't believe in fate at all.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. Dazai Osamu, who was still a boy at that time, arranged everything properly, and he didn't know everything until he was explicitly told by Dazai Osamu to go to Tianyuan.

"What about me..." Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand, his hot and dry palm covered the pair of kite eyes with meaningless smiles, the force was neither light nor heavy, like touching a ball of light and weightless cotton .

The slightly trembling eyelashes swept over the palm of his hand, and Wujou Wutiao's palm covering his kite eyes also trembled slightly: "Four years ago, the day we met in the morning, I remembered you."

The voice fell softly, and Gojo Satoru saw Dazai Osamu's lips tightened into a line.

...was his little boyfriend overwhelmed?

Realizing this, Gojo Satoru's complex emotions calmed down for a while: "You don't know, do you? After Yatou killed Yuan, he left me three keywords that can restore your memory."

The Tsushima family, Tsushima Shuji, Dazai Osamu.

"However, I remembered everything after I got the second key word." Gojo Satoru's voice was indescribably proud.

The palms covering the eyes were slowly removed, Osamu Dazai saw the light again, and blinked as if in a lifetime.

The translucent blue eyes broke into his gaze like this, and the brilliance shone inside was like a rainbow hanging in the sky after rain, it was hard not to attract attention.

After a moment of silence, Osamu Dazai easily picked up his smile again: "Don't worry, I will settle the score with Yato."

"..." Gojo Satoru, who finally realized that he sold Yato Kami who saved his marriage to a certain extent, struggled for a second, and immediately expressed his loyalty: "Okay, you and I Together."

After all, if you think about it carefully, wasn't it also Yato who cut the fate back then?It's okay to settle accounts or something.

Osamu Dazai choked, "What about your principles?"

Gojo Satoru raised his chin, his voice seemed to contain hot sand: "You."

Isn't my principle yours?

Osamu Dazai felt a faint heat in his completely covered palm, he thought, rather than asking the person in front of him, he should ask himself: Osamu Dazai, what is your principle?

Sighing secretly, Osamu Dazai broke away from the hot palm: "Compared with dealing with historical | historical | legacy | issues, I believe the current situation is more important, right?"

"Well." Gojo Satoru picked up the sunglasses on the table and put them on again: "That's right."

If this matter is not handled well, he will not be able to have a good relationship with his little boyfriend, which is indeed more important.

Gojo Satoru nodded affirmatively thinking of himself, but there was a sense of melancholy in his heart that "the whole world is preventing him from falling in love with his little boyfriend".

What did the strongest do wrong?

The strongest just wants to be a love brain.

Osamu Dazai passed him, picked up the windbreaker that was casually thrown on the |bed|, and asked: "Is it the people from the Ability Division who are coming to Tokyo, or Mr. Gojo, are you going to Yokohama?"

Gojo Satoru blinked and said, "Go to Yokohama."

Osamu Dazai nodded, walked towards the door, held the doorknob and smiled back at the white-haired man: "Would you mind giving me a ride?"

"Of course I don't mind." Gojo Satoru walked over, put his tall body on Osamu Dazai's back, leaned into his ear and said, "However, can we share the information we got this time? I am the last A strong Wujo Wujo is very useful."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai twitched the corners of his lips, without saying a word, he unscrewed the door and went out, ignored him and leaned on a staggering guy.

Before returning to Yokohama, he had to settle down with his children first, and the most reliable choice was to give Dun to Jianren Qihai.

Osamu Dazai did not go to the Supernatural Department with Gojo Satoru. After an appointment, he returned to the detective agency: "Yo~ I'm back!"

No one cares about him.

Kunikida yelled straight up: "You waste a bandage device! Didn't you come back after a day?! Tsk, is there something wrong?"

These words did not hurt Osamu Dazai at all: "So, how is the situation? Have you paid attention to the movement of the port | black | hand | party | personnel?"

Kunikida couldn't put it into words, it's only been an hour, right?

"No." Kunikida still said, "I didn't notice any special actions over there."

"Is that so?" Osamu Dazai was not surprised by this answer. Mr. Mori is the embodiment of rationalization, controlling the situation with a ruthless calculation like numbers. Let alone nothing, even if there is, it is not easy for others to detect.

He actually wanted to threaten Mr. Sen and ask for information like he did four years ago, but unfortunately this cannot happen a second time until a critical moment.

Last time, he would do that. First, he didn't want Mr. Xisen to get involved in his affairs. Second, he was the inspector of the Ministry of Internal Affairs at that time.

"Then you are concerned about port|black|hand|party|movements, have you found anything?" Yosano asked after taking a sip of coffee. Osamu Dazai's ability is obvious to all, and she doesn't think it is groundless speculation.

"Well, it's just a bad premonition." Osamu Dazai curled his lips, thought for a while, and just when he was about to say something more, the phone in his pocket rang.

Qihai built people?

Osamu Dazai blinked: "Yo, what's the matter? At this time, shouldn't you bring Atsushi to the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

The iris-colored pupils suddenly tightened.

Nanami Jianren said: [On the way to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, we were attacked by a man in black who called himself Akutagawa Ryunosuke.The other party claimed: Atsushi Nakajima was offered a reward of 70 billion for his capture. ]

...The complicated clues are clearly connected in series at this moment.

Atsushi Nakajima is the reason why the power group came to Japan from thousands of miles away. The reason why they are eyeing the detective agency's power license is to be able to move without restrictions in Japan.

[Mr. Dazai?Is Mr. Dazai still listening? ]

"I'm listening." Osamu Dazai came back to his senses: "Is Atsushi all right?"

[Just a little scared. ] Qihai Jianren said: [We have arrived at the Ministry of Internal Affairs. ]

Osamu Dazai moved the phone away and asked softly, "Is the president there?"

From Osamu Dazai's short words, Kunikida was sure that there was a problem with Atsushi Nakajima, and he nodded without hesitation, "Yes."

"Mr. Qihai, the people who attacked Dun-kun were members of the Yokohama |gang|gang|organization. As long as you are from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, you will be fine. Tell Dun-kun, I will rush back as soon as possible."

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone and knocked on the door of the president's office.