Yokohama High School of Magic

"1% of the progress of the main task has been completed, 400coins will be rewarded, minus your loan owed, a total of 100coins will be credited into your account."

"The side mission has been completed, 250coins will be rewarded, and a total of 350coins will be credited to your account."

"[Gluttony] has zero durability and has disappeared."

"【Compatibility with Osamu Dazai increased to 17%】"

"Congratulations on completing your first mission. Your level has been raised to two, the coin exchange function has been activated, and the character slot has been raised to four. A good start is half the battle. I hope you will continue to work hard."

The original character shell of Osamu Dazai has been retracted into the character slot, and the natural Mudou has returned to its original appearance, collapsing on the porch of his apartment.

Hearing the sound of his coming home, the cat walked gracefully towards the entrance with unhurried steps, and saw him collapsed on the ground, without any fluctuation, sitting on the tile not far from him and licking slowly. lick hand hair.

"No..." Tiansheng Muduo struggled to get up, "Today's shit...hasn't been shoveled yet..."

Sitting next to the cat litter box, he shoveled the excrement for a long time, until the cat litter was clean and only the cat litter was left, and he was still stirring the cat litter with the shovel with a blank face.

"You seem to be very tired." The little robot canceled the stealth program, revealed a chubby shape, and swayed on the ground.

"You did a great job today, even if I were to rate it, I can give you an excellent evaluation."

"...Can you still be excellent if you run away in the end?"

"The process is not important, we only need the result." Douding the little robot blinked his eyes, "The best construction is not an impeccable lie fabricated by the perpetrator, but an appropriate guide, so that it is automatically created in the mind of the important person. Completion, the structure that comes out of the frame."

Born blind and speechless.

He probably started to understand what the little robot meant by 'build'.

"But really... Is the main quest of buying the foundation serious... Do you really want me to build a school on a physical level?"

"Of course." The little robot backed away from the cat's curious paws, "The so-called 'acting and doing a complete set' is also the most important step in the framework, turning the fake into the real."

grass (a plant)

"Anyway, I worked hard for you today, I hope you will rest well tonight, and start choosing a suitable foundation for the Yokohama school from tomorrow."

"Please don't end today..."

That is to say, on the bed the next morning, the migrant workers who had been lingering in pain for a long time still struggled to get out of bed, put on the necessary suits and ties that are necessary for social animals, and squeezed into the commute to the company. subway.

"With all due respect." The voice of the little robot inexplicably becoming more talkative was mixed in the noisy conversation of the passengers, "You are not suitable for the current job, and the degree of fit is almost zero. It can be said that you are not suitable. Are you going to stick with this job?"

"...Are you mocking me?" Tian Sheng was dazzled and listless.

"No, if I make you think so, I apologize to you. It's just a little private curiosity. You have no obligation to answer me. The right to choose is yours."

"The tone of your speech seems to have changed, is it my illusion." Inexplicably respectful.

"Reminder: You have arrived at your destination, and the door will close in 20 seconds."

"!"

Following the crowd, I struggled to squeeze out of the subway station, and in a building less than 50 meters away from the subway, I swiped my card to enter the elevator.

"..."

"...You are really, watertight."

"you too."

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"Tianshengmujun, this." A capable woman with short hair leaned against the office door and pointed at him the documents in her hand, "Thank you."

"It's okay, I just did it." It actually took him an hour, but this is the way of the world.

During work all morning, the little robot recognized his concentration, and intelligently did not disturb him.

During the lunch break at the end of work, the woman held two cups of coffee and pointed his head towards the lounge, "Together?"

Tian Sheng Dao Dao took the coffee and walked towards the lounge with her, "Thank you."

"By the way, Mr. Tianshengmu, do you still remember Mr. Qihai who resigned the year before last?"

"Well, remember, what's wrong?"

"Actually, I always feel that his reason for leaving is not as simple as he said."

"Didn't you say you want to go back to your hometown and resume your old career?"

"People who return to their old jobs don't have his kind of eyes." The woman took a sip of her slightly bitter coffee, "I know, I used to be a war correspondent, and I've seen his kind of eyes."

"War correspondent...Miss Hayakawa, your experience is a bit too rich."

Nanny, tour guide, photographer, backpacker, Everest climber, war correspondent.

Naturally dazzled does not feel that she is lying, but pure emotion.

"Award."

Hayakawa Risa took another sip of his coffee, "I have his new phone number here, do you want it?"

"I don't know him well." What's the use of asking for his mobile phone number.

"What if?" Hayakawa Risa's smile was a bit unpredictable, "I think Qi Haijun's old career, we all need it?"

"..."

The natural eye-catching who was about to refuse suddenly felt a familiar sense of foreboding.

"Mr. Qihai, built by Qihai, won't..."

The little robot confirmed his guess, "Qihai Jianren, a graduate of the Tokyo Conjuration College, a first-class conjurer."

...the world is so small.

Not very surprised, even the overly calm Natural Dazzling just wanted to drink coffee.

"Please send it to me."

Looking at the unfamiliar phone number on the phone, Dao Dao sat in his office, put aside the completed work, opened the search engine, and started his "work" in the other world.

"First of all, as a high school of conjuration, no matter how the settings on it are changed, the first thing is the concealment of the school site. Although you have opened the function of coin exchange for currency, I still recommend you to buy it in the mall. "

"In reality, if someone wants to find out the source of the foundation, will they be found out?"

"There will be no problem at all, please rest assured."

"...It's expensive."

Not to mention the [-] counting units of the spell, any foundation in the mall is not a price he can afford now.

"Compared to the actual price, I think this is already a discount."

"...That's right."

"You can select first and buy later. According to the consistent development, I personally recommend that you go as early as possible."

In a place dozens of kilometers away from the hard-picked natural dazzling in the office building, at the same time, someone was talking about related topics.

"Yokohama school, I don't know there is such a school either."

"Oh——? Think again, you have a lot of contact with the higher authorities, have you heard the name of the Yokohama school at the end of the details? A little bit is fine."

Surrounded by wool felt, the noctuid was trying hard to recall, almost emptied the entire brain, and even the back of the head was throbbing, and finally searched for a little bit of relevant memory at the end of the brain.

"It seems that there is..."

"Specifically?" Gojo Satoru raised his spirits.

"I remember that this should be a rejected case. The high school of conjuration in Yokohama...why did it suddenly appear again?"

"Is it really there?" Gojo Satoru leaned back on the back of the chair, thinking about it, "I thought it was some kind of nonsense made by a child with the second illness."

"...You're not even sure yourself, but you made me think about it all morning?"

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, nonchalantly, "What if, anyway, I'm not the one to think about it."

Night Moth said rightly: The fist is hardened.

"Who is secretly building this school? Since you said that the boy named Dazai said he was in the second grade, then there is at least two years of school history. Why hasn't it been discovered before?"

"Maybe, someone is helping to cover it up." Wujo Wu's smile was still frivolous, but his fingers pointed upwards.

Noctua was silent for a second.

"Why do this?"

"Private army, assassination group, armed force...etc." Wujo Satoru shrugged, "I think it's quite convenient."

With his hands in his pockets, he stood up slowly, "The tail of ambition can't be hidden, it's popping out from the hem of the skirt."

"Why are you so sure, what if that kid is talking nonsense?"

"First, I don't think a guy with that look would tell such a lie, and second"

Gojo Satoru leaned against the door frame, turned his head, his tone was relaxed, but a mocking smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Isn't this what the higher-ups would do?"

Noctua was silent on the right path, realizing that he couldn't refute forcefully.

"...Don't mess around, Wu."

"Don't worry, I know the priorities."