Yokohama High School of Magic

The muscular man—Lalu—glanced at her sideways, not saying that the Hound's stance on non-magicians wasn't clear yet.

In the electronic perspective provided by the system, looking at the heat sensor maps of several people, they are naturally dazzled and expressionless.

Use the power of the 'book' to eliminate the existence of ordinary people in one step.

——Then you are thinking of peaches.

...But with Tiaoye Caiju's character of pleasure, there is a high probability that they will be used by them and will not be rejected directly.

Sighing inwardly, his natural blindness controlled Tiaoye Caiju to speak.

"sure."

The man in front of him was still smiling, with a funny expression on his face, "When Captain Fukuji becomes the next principal of the Yokohama school, in return, we will use the school's resources to satisfy your wishes as much as possible."

"However, there is one thing I want you to pay attention to." His expression was feigned distress, "I have a colleague who is stubborn and inflexible, and blindly wants to protect the non-magician.

"Can you please don't mention it in front of him? Ah, sorry, so you don't understand, I mean, don't talk about your 'ideal' in front of the team members except me."

He raised the brim of his hat, "Understood?"

"……it is good."

Under the complicated eyes of Pan Xingjiao and others, Tiaoye Caiju looked down at the watch on his wrist, and gave a soft 'tsk' sound.

The delay with the Panxing Sect was too long, and the Wutiao Enlightenment Sect took a shortcut. It might not take an hour, and it will be there in [-] minutes, and he has no confidence to find and suppress Tianyuan within [-] minutes.

After thinking for a while, Born Dazzling simply released Gogol's vest again.

...Forget it, let the five declines of heaven and man do another thing.

Immediately afterwards, not only the car that was rushing to the Tokyo school, but also the electronic display screens in the entire Tokyo displayed a blurry screen for a moment, attracting the attention of everyone who was in panic and panicked.

After the flower screen, a circus-like set was displayed on the screen.

"Everyone—do you miss me?—"

The white-haired man who dropped a big bomb not long ago came out from under the screen with a grin.

"...that man!"

"What did the police do! Why haven't they caught him yet!"

The people marching in the street gradually fell into a panicked noise.

In the city hall, which was surrounded and protected by the police, the government officials who had been discussing fiercely looked at the screen that suddenly lit up, and suddenly fell into a dead silence, and cold sweat gradually oozes from the forehead of some important officials.

"I heard, um, um, everyone misses me very much!"

The white-haired man nodded seriously, jumped back suddenly, and stood in the center of the circus stage.

"Everyone! Let's play a game this time!" He pressed down his top hat with an expectant expression, "Actually, just now, I was in the basement of five landmark buildings in Tokyo, Buried—”

"Boom——!"

He spread out his hands and made a gesture of explosion.

Everyone under the monitor looked dazed, as if they hadn't realized what happened.

...boom?

"That's right! It's a bomb!" The clown-like man stretched out his hands and solved the puzzle.

In front of the camera, Gogol frowned with a smile, "Are you all curious about where I hid the bomb?"

"This question—"

He drew out his voice, and covered his face with his hands.

In the next second, the palm moved away, revealing the grimace below: "—I won't tell you!"

"Hahahahaha! Desperate? Painful? Scared?!"

He laughed and spread his hands, as if he was in intense joy from the heart, "That's right! This is the purpose of the Yokohama school that takes pleasure in killing people!! There is no reason! There is no reason! It's just doing it!!"

The screen on the monitor ended abruptly, and there was a blurry screen again, and then all the monitors went dark at the same time.

However, the screen went dark, and the crazy look of the man just now was like pouring water into a boiling oil pan, causing the terrified crowd to boil instantly.

The whole of Tokyo fell into chaos. The policemen who were barely maintaining law and order on the street were pushed back by the crazy crowd. Even if they held the stun guns high, they couldn't make the crowd filled with fear back half a step.

"Crazy...crazy!"

"Quickly arrest him, Yokohama school!!"

"We pay you so much taxes! Why don't you protect us!!"

On the bus to the Tokyo school, Nakahara Nakaya looked at the darkened screen with a solemn expression.

The phone rang, and Zhongya Zhongya clicked on it instantly, "Dazai."

The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy and the background noise of the alarm bell, "Hey-little man, temporarily change the target, you go and deal with that clown who poured dirty water on the Yokohama school."

"Okay." As if he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't ask any questions, and didn't even catch the 'little man' to choke back, "Where is Gogol now."

"No, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man want books, and Ton-kun is on a mission at Kichijoji." Dazai Osamu's casual voice was slightly panting, as if he was running, "Just go to Ton-kun."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also taken aback: "Dun Jun?"

"Among the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, one of them has a special technique. He can exchange his most important information with the other's most important information."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked solemnly, and continued with the last sentence: "So, he will go to Dun Jun to get information about 'Book'."

"Yes, anyway, Mr. Gojo is beside you, right?"

Nakahara Nakaya glanced at Gojo Satoru beside him, hesitating a little, "What about the Tokyo school, Principal Ye Moth may not be able to last so long."

"Has Principal Ye Moth contacted Mr. Wutiao?"

Gojo Satoru turned on his cell phone, except for the information sent by his subordinates, there was no information from Principal Ye Motha.

"Not calling means that the situation is not particularly bad. When you meet Gogol, if the delay is too long, it will not be too late for Teacher Wutiao to leave."

"Ah, I'm in a bit of trouble here, hang up."

"...Hey! How—"

When the beep of hang up came, Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, looked at the screen of the hangup, and gave a 'tsk' sound.

"..." Gojo Satoru leaned back in his chair and looked at his mobile phone screen for a while.

Immediately, he turned off the screen and said in a calm tone, "Let's go to Atsushi Nakajima."

Chuya Nakahara looked at Gojo Satoru with a complicated expression.

——Actually, the inborn blindness in my heart is not surprising.

The lives of tens of millions of people in Tokyo, Yokohama School's super magic tool 'Book', Atsushi Nakajima who inherited the blood of the two families, plus the fact that Noctua Masamichi did not contact him, and the subordinates sent to support him did not contact him urgently. Gojo Satoru will definitely want to deal with Gogol as soon as possible.

In this way, it can delay some time.

In the alley of Kichijoji, the camera was smashed by the panicked and out-of-control crowd, and a white-haired boy suddenly appeared, with the soles of his shoes lightly stepping on the broken glass.

The clown who came down from the stage put away his flamboyant expression and walked towards the direction where Atsushi Nakajima appeared without the slightest hesitation.

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In the tense Tokyo campus, it seemed that even the air had stopped flowing.

Tiaoye Caiju turned his head to the side, listening to the message from the breeze.

"There are five people ahead, let's go the other way."

"..." Nanako who joined Mimiko and the others had a complicated expression, but she didn't speak out to refute.

The remnants of the upper class of the magic world seemed to have fought against the Tokyo school in the outer layer, and they could vaguely hear the sound of fighting.

However, the man in front of him led them forward, and he didn't meet anyone from the Tokyo school along the way, which can be called a perfect infiltration.

Mimiko murmured, "How did you do that?"

"..."

No one answered her.

"'Tian Yuan'"

Tiaoye Caiju suddenly stopped, squatted down, and put his ears close to the ground.

"Is Tianyuan near here?" Lalu looked around, but didn't find any figure.

Tiaoye Caiju didn't look up, and made a 'shh' gesture to him.

"..."

After a while, the man in military uniform stood up slowly, 'gazing' at the direction of his feet, with a smile on his lips.

"found it."

He pulled out the wooden cabin from its holder, took out the silencer from his coat pocket, put it on the muzzle, and pointed the muzzle at the ground.

"Are you going to break the ground with bullets?" The woman who was so tall just now couldn't understand, "How is it possible!"

"Why is it impossible?" Tiaoye Caiju smiled relaxedly, "As long as you know the bearing points of the ground, isn't it easy to break the ground by continuously impacting on certain weak points?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed his fingers.

After being suppressed by the silencer, the bullets fired from the muzzle make almost no sound.

The later bullets hit the end of the previous bullets, and the bullets were almost overlapped and stacked together. After a few shots, cracks gradually spread on the ground.

"...!" Nanako subconsciously took a few steps back.

Just a few seconds after she retreated, the ground suddenly collapsed downwards. Nanako and Mimiko had no time to react, hugged each other tightly in mid-air, and fell downwards.

At the last moment, they were pulled over by Lalu, who had been paying attention to them, and landed safely.

And Tiao Ye picked the chrysanthemum, with a light posture, and landed on the ground of the huge underground cavity smoothly and freely.

He put back the military cap that had fallen in mid-air, and raised his head forward with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hello."

"'Master Tianyuan'"

In the center of the huge space, there is an existence with four eyes that can no longer be called a 'human' - 'Tianyuan' stands there.

Although it is underground, the scenery in front of me is not boring, the clear stream flows, and it looks like it is surrounded.

Bricks are used to build a huge underground space around it, and there is no feeling of dampness underground, but it is extremely comfortable.

The Panxing Cult used to be a group that believed in 'Tianyuan'. After Xia Youjie defected and took over, they broke away from their belief in 'Tianyuan'. Now they want to use 'Tianyuan' instead to achieve their own goals.

The world is amazing.

What he thinks about "Natural Eyesight" in his heart has nothing to do with "Tiaoye Caiju".He stepped forward, with a relaxed smile as always, step by step towards the center of the huge space.

"What a surprise."

Under the steps of the round altar where Tian Yuan was standing, Tiaoye Caiju stopped his footsteps, "Although there is no heartbeat, the brain seems to be still functioning."

Tianyuan, the source of the enchantment of the Tokyo school, because of the lack of astral body assimilation in the incident more than ten years ago, gradually surpassed immortality and became an existence detached from human beings and closer to the curse spirit.

After the little robot finished talking to me, I thought you were crazy.