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"Do you still want to save me now?"

Almost the second after Osamu Dazai said this, Erika made a decision.

The spell power on her body surged, and the spell issued from her fingers.The twisted curse spirit let out a scream, its arm was cut off and fell to the ground, and it took a few steps back temporarily.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Dazai?"

Erika withdrew her gaze, and she looked directly at Osamu Dazai, with a slightly helpless tone.

"If you are cursed and killed in front of me, I will be punished."

It is the conjurer's job to protect ordinary people from curses.

Whether the object is him or not is the same.

It's not a shock, I can only say that I feel a little regretful.

Speaking of which, the current Erika should have memories of the past, right?

In this case, why do you want to become a conjurer?

Compared with other professions, conjurers suffer a lot.

From a close distance, Osamu Dazai stared at her, trying to find the answer from the water-colored irises.

Then he thought of Gojo Satoru.

【"Not only Xiayou-kun, but Wutiao-kun might die someday too."】

remembered.

When he closed his eyes for Erika, Gojo Satoru was standing not far away.

The bag in his hand fell to the ground, and the dessert covered with whipped cream rolled out of it. Osamu Dazai vaguely remembered that it was the strawberry tart that Erika and he had talked about many times.

Known as the strongest conjurer, he was unexpectedly calm, as if he knew that the call he dialed back would never be connected again, and he closed the phone unhurriedly.

Every time Gojo Satoru took a step forward, the ground sank a little bit.

【"When I made a phone call, I just remembered a little later this time."】

The gentle and tender tone was full of helpless complaints.

【"Why did you die again, Erika."】

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, showing no hint of sadness or anger.

Somewhat strange.

Dazai Osamu was going to ask a few words casually, but Gojo Satoru first discovered his intention.

【"What do you want me to do, Erika?"】

He squatted down, tilted his head and asked the dead girl.

【"Do you want me to kill this guy for you?"】

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed, and poked the girl's soft cheek with his warm fingertips.

【"Really, I told you not to be so active in doing justice."】

[Atobe Erika] couldn't answer his question.

Gojo Satoru didn't need her to answer his question at all.

Because he said it to Osamu Dazai.

Under the black lenses, the blue eyes rolled with bitter snow, which was completely opposite to the happy corners of the lips. In a certain moment, the soft snow in Gojo Satoru's eyes condensed into biting icicles.

Although it was only the first time they met, Osamu Dazai could easily tell.

This man who seemed to be going crazy was not without sadness, nor was he without anger. It was because of his extreme anger and sadness that he showed his childlike innocence and stubbornness.

It's an out-and-out monster.

"Did Erika want to become a conjurer because of Gojo-kun?"

"...What did you think of?"

"Just want to know."

Erika looked at him suspiciously, and answered the question honestly after a few seconds.

"Before I met Wujo-sensei, I was a magician."

Dazai Osamu's eyes suddenly became bright, and Erika didn't understand the factors that affected his mood, but it seems that now is not the time to think about it.

We should get rid of the probing curse not far away first.

Erika, who was thinking so, opened her lips, and was about to ask Osamu Dazai to let her go, but Osamu Dazai took the lead in making a sound.

"I'm going to kiss you, Erika."

The black-haired young man interrupted her with a cute face, his iris-colored eyes were wet.

I don't know if it's serious or just kidding.

In short, within two seconds, Osamu Dazai let out a sob and scream.

He squatted in the corner, clutching his red forehead, watching Erika and the air... no, the magic spirit he couldn't see was fighting wits and courage.

If he could see the curse spirit, it would probably be a very handsome scene.

But Osamu Dazai has no magic power.

So in his eyes——

The bar counter was overturned by a gust of wind for some reason.

Erika cut the bar counter that was flying towards her in half.

The chandelier overhead shattered at the same time.

Erika directly blasted a big hole in the wall.

After about 5 minutes, the bar was in ruins.

Is it over?It should be over, right?

Then it's time for his show!

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, and spoke with great interest.

"Even if it's me, if my brain is beaten, I might become an idiot who can't take care of herself!"

A very aggrieved accusation, the delicate face of the black-haired young man was filled with words such as "come and comfort me" and "if you comfort me, I will reluctantly forgive you".

"...It was Mr. Dazai who said the scary thing first."

Osamu Dazai didn't admit it, he hummed and confused, but found Erika scanning the surroundings.

"What's wrong?"

Osamu Dazai asked.

The blond-haired girl didn't turn her head to look at him, she covered the broken wall with her hands, she didn't know what she did, and her light-colored eyebrows frowned.

"No, maybe I'm thinking too much." Her tone was a bit distressed, "I always feel that the curse should be stronger."

If Mr. Yidizhi can seriously say that he can't beat him and run away, he should be at least a second-level spell spirit.

But the curse that he just fought against her seems to be new.

Not only did it not reach the second-level strength, but it didn't look like it had hurt many people.

"I can help."

Osamu Dazai patted the dust on the windbreaker, and stood up on his knees.

Erika suddenly realized something.

"Sure enough, Dazai-san, are you hiding some information that I don't know about?"

"Huh? No."

Erika didn't believe it.

Osamu Dazai has no magic power, so the reason for his confidence can only be...

"But I'm smarter than Erika."

"..."

excuse me.

She hadn't thought of the possibility.

"Also, since that curse likes to attack people who work in this bar, just use me as bait."

Natural tone.

There was no worry or anything on Dazai Osamu's face.

"Erika will protect me anyway."

He frowned, looking at her with undisguised anticipation.

It was the first time someone sought protection.

If it were someone else, Erika would have already agreed.

But the opponent is Osamu Dazai.

"I've disappointed you, Mr. Dazai." She said very calmly, mercilessly piercing Dazai's thoughts, "The school has gate control, so I won't live in Yokohama at night."

"Hey, what a pity."

Osamu Dazai let out a sigh of regret.

"I have already told Mr. Ranpo that Erika will go to play with him, and he has already started to get ready."

"... When did you say that?"

"Just after Erika rejected me cruelly."

Osamu Dazai looked at her sincerely.

"Erika must not have the heart to see Mr. Ranpo disappointed."

"..."

"You'll cry, don't look like Mr. Ranpo, you're still a child."

"..."

This person really caught her weakness of liking cute things.

Erika looked sadly at the ceiling with the dilapidated chandelier flickering.

"Just ask the teacher for leave."

Osamu Dazai easily guessed what was in Erika's mind, he raised a finger, and analyzed it well.

"For the sake of completing the task, I believe that a sensible teacher will definitely agree."

The implication is that it is unreasonable not to agree.

But Gojo Satoru is unreasonable.

He probably didn't know she was in Yokohama now.

For poor Mr. Yizhizhi's sake, she doesn't plan to tell him yet.

The girl's lips moved, she was about to say something, but the bar's wind chimes rang again.

Ocher hair and blue eyes.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood there silently, his eyes swept over the dilapidated bar.

Not a drop of wine left.

The Central Plains also seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

Ah, was it the residue of some board he stepped on?

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head slightly.

Oh nothing.

It seemed that his heart was broken after working overtime for two days all night and finally wanting to drink a glass of wine to relax.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, don't get angry here.

Sister Hongye said that staying up all night and being in a bad mood is prone to sudden death.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said to himself.

He wanted to ignore an annoying guy in this small space, and turned his head away, but the next second, that annoying guy unconsciously raised his hand to greet him.

"What a coincidence, Chuya, are you coming to drink too?"

……

On purpose, this guy definitely did it on purpose.

It's a joke, it's definitely a joke!

Pa-ta, it was the sound of sanity breaking.

A black-red light covered his body, and the windbreaker Nakahara Nakaya was wearing behind him was windless and automatic.

After deciding, he killed Dazai Osamu to calm his anger that he couldn't sleep.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his hand with a gloomy face, and the broken tables and chairs in the bar floated in mid-air.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Nakahara."

Familiar voice.

Nakahara Chuya's pupils narrowed for a moment.

He turned his head slightly and looked towards the source of the sound.

Erika Atobe, who was exactly like the one in his dream, was standing in front of him.

She scratched her cheek embarrassingly.

"Sorry, the curse spirit just moved too fast, I couldn't catch it."

"When I came back to my senses, this place became like this accidentally."

She dared not look at him.

Does he look scary?

The other party's blue eyes flicked around, overflowing with guilt.

The tables and chairs floating in mid-air hit the ground with a thud and became even more shattered.

"No, I'm just passing by to have a look."

Zhong Yuanzhong also replied.He didn't look as angry as before, his tone was calm and he looked very reliable.

"Hmph, with ulterior motives."

Osamu Dazai snorted coldly in disgust.

……

No, I still have to vent my anger.

The veins on Nakahara Chuya's forehead bulged, he gritted his teeth patiently, and managed to piece together a sentence calmly.

"Sorry, Atobe, can I have a word with this guy?"

Either way, it's not good to involve ordinary people.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought so.

As a result, Osamu Dazai hung on the opponent like a koala.

"China is going to kill me too."

"Erika will save me, will she save me?"

"I'm in so much pain, the wound on my stomach is open again."

Make trouble out of no reason like a child acting like a baby.

But it is very useful.

As Osamu Dazai said, if she wants to find the curse, she may need his help.

It would be bad if Osamu Dazai passed out now due to blood loss.

She even made an appointment with Mr. Knotweed and the others to have dinner together.

Nakahara also scoffed at Osamu Dazai's behavior.

He wanted to tell Erika not to sympathize with such a rascal, but found that the other's expression was loose.

Nakahara Chuya swallowed the words as soon as they came to his mouth.

He looked at Osamu Dazai coldly, and took off his gloves slowly.

"Exactly, I also know a little first aid."

Nakahara also held down the shoulder of Osamu Dazai who wanted to escape, his eyelids were raised, and there was no emotion in the clear irises, he just looked at the other person suspiciously.

"Hey, Dazai, do you want to sew with a needle or burn with fire?"

Osamu Dazai finally chose a nearby clinic.

The reason is that he has no penchant for being seen naked by men.

As for the clinic, it was probably owned by the port mafia, or it might have been sheltered by the port mafia. In short, when Nakahara Nakaya went with Osamu Dazai, people in white coats were already waiting respectfully at the door.

The battle was so loud that Erika was startled.

But still pretty handsome.

"Have you changed your phone?"

The sudden inquiry made Erika raise her head, and the word gameover appeared in the mini game on the mobile phone because of her distraction, but Erika didn't care about it.

"It was accidentally broken during the previous battle."

fighting.

Oh yes, when I heard from Dazai that she was going to school, Nakahara just did a little research.

It's like some magic school.

Although Zhong Yuanzhong didn't deal with spellcasters much, he had heard a little about this job whose death rate was not lower than that of the mafia.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look at the opponent's exposed arm.

There are traces of exercise, but there seems to be no muscle lines, not the type of close combat.

Following the last idea of ​​[How could Erika stay in the dilapidated and shabby office of the Armed Detective Agency], Chuya Nakahara suddenly came up with [Is there no one in the magic world? Amazing idea for high school students to fight].

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned.

Not good, is he dazed?

It has nothing to do with him in the magic world, he and Atobe only met a few times.

Although he didn't know the reason, Zhongyuan Zhong also made up his mind to stay away from the girl in front of him...

"Who is Erika Atobe?"

The nurse came out of the emergency room and called out with a list.

Erika raised her hand.

A list was handed in front of her.

"The patient inside said that you are his family member, please fill in the basic letter..."

wow.

The paper was also torn to shreds by Zhong Yuanzhong.

"It's not necessary." He said in a slightly unhappy tone, "give him a few stitches and let him get out."

"……Yes."

After saying this, the anger in Chuya Nakahara's heart showed no signs of calming down.

He looked at Erika, and taught in a tone like admonishing his subordinates.

"Don't just leave contact information for others."

Zhong Yuan regretted it as soon as he finished speaking.

Because the other party has changed their mobile phone, it seems that they have also changed their number.

In other words, he doesn't have her current number.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

It's not necessary, but it may come in handy in the future.

Well, let Liyuan check it out.

Anyway, he looks pretty relaxed.

Zhong Yuanzhong also decided this point on his own, and his mood was a little more relaxed.

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

Zhong Yuan also frowned, looking at the unfamiliar number on the screen.

The information of the port mafia cadres has always been confidential, and the only ones who can get through Zhongya's mobile phone in the Central Plains should be people he knows.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a serious look on his face.

He gestured to his subordinates in the distance.

"Sorry, I'll take a call."

"okay."

Erika watched Nakahara Chuya's back disappear, and was about to turn on the phone to continue the failed mini-game, but Osamu Dazai poked his head out from the consulting room.

"Has Zhong also left?"

"Looks like there's an important call."

Just after she finished saying that, Osamu Dazai ran out like a normal person.

He looked radiant, and quickly grabbed her hand.

"Then let's elope, Erika, I found the exit of the back door."

Erika suddenly thought of something.

"Did you call Mr. Zhongyuan?"

Osamu Dazai looked proud: "You can't even tell it by simply turning the tiger away from the mountain. It's a waste of time to stay with a guy like Chuya who thinks with his feet."

...Damn, it seems to be connoted.

As if aware of the other party's absence, Osamu Dazai asked curiously: "What are you thinking, Erika?"

It can't be said that she didn't see it either.

Erika looked away guiltily: "Thinking about Mr. Dazai's [Disqualification in the World] will not work for the spell."

Osamu Dazai suddenly realized.

"Hey, do you want to try Erika?" Dazai Osamu said indifferently, "Anyway, I'm quite curious."

He let go of the hand holding Erika's wrist, and turned to rubbing the top of her head with a smile, "Come on, come on, use the move that Erika used to that curse just now, use it on me again."

Osamu Dazai wanted to experience the world of conjurers for the time being.

If it works, he will have even more reason to cling to Erika in the future.

Osamu Dazai became excited when he thought of this.

In those iris-colored eyes, the burning desire was too hot.

Coupled with Dazai Osamu's beautiful face.

It was as if rejecting him was an unacceptable thing.

Erika silently raised a finger, and a very faint red light emerged from her fingertip.

Hitting people is probably just scratching the itch.

She aimed the light at Osamu Dazai.

There was a sound of the air being cut, and something rushed towards her back.

Erika didn't have time to turn her head, she subconsciously stood in front of Osamu Dazai, the magic power in her hand suddenly gathered, she planned to block the inexplicable surprise attack with this.

But Osamu Dazai's expression changed.

The expression on his face became cold, and the smile on his lips disappeared.The black-haired young man firmly grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind with a gesture that could not be refused.

The moment the black shadow touched Dazai Osamu, it disappeared into the air.

"Still as frizzy as ever."

Osamu Dazai snorted lightly, wrinkled his nose, and showed a bored expression to the stunned person at the door.

"If you don't have a brain, at least you can read the air like Atsushi-kun, Akutagawa."