Ability name The Tale of Genji

The dazzling idols on the stage, the excited audience off the stage, and...the eyes watching from the dark.

Osamu Dazai has already deployed his staff, and the scale and response of the debut night are far beyond imagination, and the rationality of the mission target has also been burned.Losing his long-standing rationality and unable to suppress his urgent desire, that person has already made a move.

Yuan Xiwu, who stepped off the stage again, regained his calm state of mind.Seemingly defenseless, he pushed open the door of the lounge, and a makeup artist came to remove his makeup. Yuan Xiwu leaned on the chair and fell asleep in this gap.The makeup artist's movements couldn't help being lighter, she removed the makeup lightly, and she picked up the blanket next to Yuan Xiwu to cover her body to prevent him from catching cold.

Who can not pity such a poor and lovely idol?It will take some time for the simple arrangement of the stage, and then all the staff will go to the hotel to spend an extremely happy night there. Before that, there is enough time for the idol who has worked hard all night to take a good rest.

This thoughtfulness became a kind of convenience.

After the makeup artist left, he carefully closed the door and hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the door.

After the hanger full of stage costumes, a certain existence moved slightly.Walking along the shadow in the corner, the curse spirit with a distorted face first came to the door, slowly checked the movement outside the door, and made sure that no one was passing by at the moment, the corners of his mouth slowly cracked behind his ears, showing a ferocious smile .

It turned its head 180 degrees abruptly, and looked in the direction of the sleeping idol, but saw that the idol who should have been asleep had already sat up in a fluffy blanket.

Curse spirit: dumbfounded.

"Senior Zhongye, this is the so-called..." Yuan Xiwu tried hard to think of rhetoric, and finally came up with one, "Let's grin to the ear."

"Oh, it seems to be!" Nakahara Chuya had never seen it before, and the illusion covering his body was lifted in advance. He walked out from another corner of the room, looked at the curse spirit who was standing on the spot, and slightly raised his chin.

"Hey, that one just now, let's have a look again."

The curse spirit was completely dumbfounded.

Why does the sleeping idol wake up, why does another person walk out of the empty room, and most importantly, why does it all look a bit like...

Phishing enforcement? ? ?

When the curse spirit was beaten violently, Gojo Satoru, who was walking out with the exiting audience in the stadium outside, suddenly stopped in his tracks.Seeing Jianren Nanami and the second graders around him stop and look at him questioningly, Gojo Satoru smiled.

"Let's go first, there is something temporary."

Knowing that with Wujo Wu's strength, he would never encounter any danger, Jianren Qihai nodded slightly, and chose to take care of a few students who hadn't graduated yet.

"Then, let's leave first."

"Slow down on the road."

Gojo Satoru said goodbye to the group of people with a bright smile, and the smile on his mouth faded as soon as he turned his head.He shuttled through the exiting crowd, very nimbly, and just went against the crowd until he reached the backstage of the stadium.He completely ignored the "Non-Staff Do Not Enter" sign, raised his leg and stepped over the short warning sign to the small square behind the stadium.

There are a few cars parked here, and many stage props need to be disposed of or removed, which should have been a fairly normal situation.

Gojo Satoru went straight to a truck, and after a distance, he smelled the aroma of flowers. It was undoubtedly a truck stacked with fresh cut flowers.

The driver was not there, he put his hand on the door of the carriage and opened the carriage.

Rewinding the time a bit, after the unlucky curse spirit was beaten violently, it was temporarily sealed by Yuan Xiwu's curse bird. On the other side, Osamu Dazai had found the vehicle used by the mission target and called them over via remote communication.

Yuan Xiwu stood in front of the truck full of fresh cut flowers.

"this."

Osamu Dazai jumped into the carriage, and with a little force, lifted the lid of a large box.The box was actually full of a kind of misty blue flowers. The small flowers were clustered together, and stretched out with slender and fragile filaments. From a distance, it looked like a box of clouds and mist.

It is Xiwuhua.

Osamu Dazai was very interested.

"It seems that this is the box that will hold you. Look, the flowers have been selected for you."

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

I don't think it's sweet!

He made a gesture, curled up a little, and he could indeed lie down in it. Mr. Dazai's expectations were not bad, and the evil taste of the mission target was simply revealed...

Looking at a large box of misty blue flowers that had been carefully selected, Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth slowly.

"Well, it seems that you have a bit of taste, that guy."

Osamu Dazai copied it in his pocket, nodded, and rarely agreed with the slug's words.

"Is it? When I found it, I also thought it was very tasteful."

Yuan Xiwu: "???"

No, he is suddenly a little bit scared now, can seniors be normal? !

"Come on." Osamu Dazai smiled, "Do you lie down by yourself or do you need help?"

Yuan Xiwu: "...I, I can do it myself."

He lay down in that big box very professionally, curled up a little bit, a little cramped.Because the flowers were to be preserved, the temperature in the box was very low, so Zhongyuan Zhong also probed with his hand, frowning.

"Xiwu, is it cold?"

Yuan Xiwu felt fine, and had experienced more difficult situations during the mission, which was nothing.

"Fortunately, it's a tolerable temperature." Seeing that Chuya-senpai's brows were still frowning, he raised his arm that was still covered with haori, flickering, "It's okay, Nakaya-senpai, I'm still wearing haori."

Nakahara Chuya's eyebrows still did not loosen, and he turned around directly.

"I'll get you some warm babies."

Yuan Xiwu, who was covered with warm babies, lay peacefully on his side, and he felt that he could even sleep in this box.

"These haven't been opened yet, you put them away." Zhong Yuanzhong also handed out a few unopened warm babies, "I don't know how far I have to walk to connect with that guy. If the temperature drops on the way, I will Change it yourself."

After all the explanations are over, a new round of fishing law enforcement is about to begin.Zhong Yuanzhong also put the few bouquets of flowers that had been opened outside at the beginning back into the box.The misty blue flowers cover the beautiful face of the black-haired boy, and the slender eyelashes hang down, like a painting that never stops, retaining the purest concept of "beauty".

Such a "gift"...

It would drive anyone who pretends to be calm mad.

Osamu Dazai also squatted next to the box, flicking the flowers so that the soft and slightly messy black hair was entangled with the filaments.

"Xiwu, the positioning device has been installed, there is only one thing you need to do."

"As soon as the mission target is confirmed, subdue it and control the opponent to wait for reinforcements. Is there a problem?"

"No problem, Dazai-san."

There was no need to doubt Genyugi's professionalism, Osamu Dazai jumped off the truck.The truck driver has been temporarily held up by others he ordered, but he will be back soon.Although the curse spirit can't speak and its thoughts are confused, the instinct of the creature itself can reveal a lot of information. For Osamu Dazai, it is not difficult to understand the whole process.

Zhong Yuanzhong also repeatedly confirmed whether the warm baby was enough, and then slowly closed the lid of the box.There are air holes on both sides of the box, so breathing is not a problem.

He also jumped out of the truck and evacuated temporarily.

However, the drowsy Yuan Xiwu in the box met an uninvited guest. Gojo Wu felt the fluctuation of Yuan Xiwu's spell power in this truck. He leaned back against the carriage and raised an index finger. Little red balls.

"Spell against..."

"Teacher Wutiao!" Yuan Xiwu sensed the abnormal fluctuations in the mantra, and stopped the tragedy of the truck from being evaporated at the very moment. "I'm fine! I'm just on a mission! Mission!"

The red light on Gojo Satoru's fingertips still didn't dissipate, and he tilted his head.

"A quest that was placed in a box and dressed up as a 'gift'?"

"...Although this statement is a bit strange, it is true! It is really just a mission!"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, Yuan Xiwu's tone and breath were normal, except for a little anxiety caused by being misunderstood, there was nothing unusual. He accepted the term "task" in his heart, but he still had to tease him a little bit. tease.

"Is there really such a mission?" He laughed, "Xiwu, this world is very dangerous, and the adult world is far more dirty than you can imagine. Look, after such a great debut night, tonight Yugiri's performance is super-super attractive."

But it's really a mission!Don't look at the task with strange eyes!Tasks will cry!

"It's really just a mission, I haven't been caught, this is a disguise..."

Yuan Xiwu was powerless in the box.

"Listen! The voice is so weak! Can this box breathe? You have to open it quickly!"

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

Gojo Satoru heard the light sound of the box being opened, the big box opened a crack, and Yuan Xiwu's hand stretched out from the crack, holding a small misty blue flower.

Flowers for you.

Please Liao.

"...Pfft." Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back, he took the flower, pinched the stem and twirled it.The flowers are given, and the safety of Yuan Xiwu is confirmed, so let's stop here for tonight, just a little tease, just for a while.

"Only this one?"

He made things difficult on purpose.

There was a long silence in the box this time, and after a while, Gojo Satoru saw the trembling hand hand out something again.

It's a warm baby.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Looks like it's all there.

The carriage door was restored to its original state, and the truck driver hurried back, a little drowsy.He was not considered an accomplice of the mission target, but just a normal job, and he didn't know about the fact that there was an extra person in the carriage at this time.

Gojo Satoru stood in the dark, with both hands in his pockets.After the roar of the truck gradually faded away, a drone took off, followed by several low-profile cars slowly following up. Such behavior was clearly what Mafia did.

It is the mission is true, with those two people following, it should be no problem.

He twirled the little flower again, turned and left.

Yuan Xiwu felt that the car had been driving in the middle of the night, and it was estimated that it was already very late.Sensitive hearing caught the movement of other trucks outside. It should be a temporary freight convoy, going to a common destination, but they don't know when the mission target will appear.

He yawned quietly.

At this time, the car passed the speed bump and finally stopped slowly.The sound of the truck driver opening and closing the door is very obvious, and there are many human voices that can be heard faintly.

"Disciplinary committee, routine inspection!"

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

Is this task still possible?

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