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With the appearance of Patriarch Tuyumen, the chaotic and noisy scene finally calmed down, but the atmosphere did not ease because of this, but became more dignified like a taut bowstring.

Tsuchimikado Kazumasa did not come alone, besides him, there were two conjurers brought in from the outside. Just looking at the uniforms, one could tell that they were all from the Kyoto Prefectural High School.

One of them stepped forward and said, "Mr. Gojo, we have been ordered to bring this curse spirit suspected of murdering Yota Tsuchimikado back for interrogation."

Murder?

This is really a crime that you want to add!

Gojo Satoru laughed angrily at these words, didn't even bother to argue, put his hands in his pockets, and stood in front of Osamu Dazai like a door god.

"Let's not say whether it was Dazai who did it, but it's only a second level, and you want to take people away from me. Wouldn't it be a little too contemptuous of me?"

As a "only" second-level conjurer, this is the first time that Matsushima Jiro has faced the strongest legend in the conjuration world. The height difference of nearly 20cm is enough to oppress people, let alone emanating from Gojo Satoru invisible coercion.Like an evil dragon whose territory has been invaded by someone, it will burst into flames in the next second, burning people's bones and bones. For a moment, Matsushima Jiro felt that the cold sweat on his back was about to leak out of his clothes.

He sneered at himself, it's not because none of the first-level conjurers took up the task after they learned that the opponent was you... Even if they didn't get paid to do things and need "channels" for promotion, they wouldn't be able to accept the task. Will choose Tiexin Dadi and the famous hard stubble in the magic world to face off.

To be precise, Gojo Satoru would not be able to do anything even if it was replaced with a special grade of the same level, so the level didn't matter, and the upper echelon who gave the order didn't seem to really want to "offend" Gojo Satoru, anyway, it just needs to be conveyed.

... It's really a big boss game, and the ass suffers.

Jiro Matsushima tried his best to put on a sullen face, trying to overwhelm people with "power" dedicatedly, "Mr. Gojo, are you trying to disobey the order?"

"Whose order? You tell him to come out and tell me in person." Gojo Satoru smiled slightly, "Also, if you are really capable, take me away too."

Matsushima Jiro: "..."

Who has the ability? !

However, at this moment they represent the upper echelon, and their posture must not be compromised.

Matsushima Jiro said with a stiff and cold face: "This curse spirit was originally only a task assigned to you by the upper level, Mr. Gojo. Now the upper level has decided to withdraw this order. If Mr. Gojo insists on going his own way, he must think clearly about the consequences of protecting this curse spirit."

Gojo Satoru hadn't responded when suddenly the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out, laughed twice, pressed the answer button, and turned on the speakerphone. Everyone at the scene immediately heard a roar from the loudspeaker Exploded from the speaker——

"Stinky boy! You immediately hand over the curse spirit to the high school! Tsuchiyamen is the dead heir, what do you want to do! Do you still want to get married?!"

Obviously, the news from the five families who attached great importance to this marriage is quite well informed.

"I wanted to save a little face for you guys," Gojo Satoru put the phone in his open palm, and he didn't know whether he was speaking to the person on the other end of the phone, everyone, or both, "but since you guys want to do this To such an extent, why should I be polite."

"Listen well," he looked at Tsuchimikado Kazumasa, his tone lazy but domineering, "I never thought about getting married, not because of other reasons, but because I saw your disgusting and shameless face and wanted to beat you up, old man."

Anyone can hear the accusations and scolding Kui in these words, and feel incredible about its arrogance. For a while, the whole yard is so quiet that it seems that the sound of a needle falling can be heard.

Tu Yumenhezheng's face changed suddenly. As the head of the family, he had never been pointed at his nose and scolded like this. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was furious at this moment, and the voice on the phone was also extremely frightened, cursing: "Bastard——!"

Gojo Satoru directly cut off the call, completely ignoring the stunned people in the yard, and took Dazai Osamu who was always silent like a shadow, and was about to leave.

Matsushima Jiro stood in front of him bravely, and felt that his tense face was about to twitch, and said dryly: "Mr. Gojo...you can't do this, it's against the rules, don't you want the Gojo family to get into trouble for this ?"

Gojo Satoru looked down at Matsushima Jiro, for a moment, he sneered, bent over to get closer, and said in a voice that made his hair stand on end softly: "None of my business? But if you really think you can blackmail me with this, you can take revenge. Come on, but..." The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, "You will bear the consequences."

Matsushima Jiro: "..."

"However," Gojo Satoru said again, backed away, and patted Matsushima Jiro on the shoulder, "I can give you a word for you to take back to the business."

"...What?" Matsushima Jiro's scalp was numb, and he felt that the shoulder he patted was going to lose consciousness. Could it be broken? !

At this moment, he extremely regrets taking over this drudgery!He would rather face a bunch of high-level spell spirits than see Gojo Satoru!

Gojo Satoru grabbed Dazai Osamu's shoulders, and said in an unpredictable tone, "This kid has been with me all this time, and he has no time to kill anyone."

Matsushima Jiro: "..."

Matsushima Jiro subconsciously glanced at the curse spirit that he had been ignoring before, and the other party stayed obediently in Gojo Satoru's arms, looking at him curiously with those beautiful kite-colored eyes.

Matsushima Jiro's eyelids twitched heavily, he couldn't think of it, Gojo Gojo went crazy, is this to confirm the statement that he was hanging out with the curse spirit ghost!No matter what the truth is, but his use of such absurd reasons is simply adding fuel to the flames rather than negotiating!

Wujo Goto has been so presumptuous to this day only because the magic world needs his power, if even he betrays, then...

Seeing that Matsushima Jiro was completely overwhelmed by his nonsense, Gojo Satoru ignored him, let go of Dazai Osamu, pinched his wrist, and led him to leave again, at this moment Suddenly, a person rushed out diagonally from behind. It was Mrs. Tsuchimikado who was on the verge of collapse due to the loss of her son. She was holding a sword-shaped magic tool and was about to stab Osamu Dazai.

She was really fast, the sharp blade was about to sink into Osamu Dazai's vest in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, Gojo Satoru didn't even think about it, he hugged Dazai Osamu by the waist, turned around to avoid the attack, and knocked the dagger in Mrs. Tsuchimikado's hand to the ground.

Mrs. Tu Yumen's health was not very good, and she couldn't bear such force at all, so she fell to the ground directly.

There was an uproar!

In the courtyard, as long as they were members of the Tsuchiyamen family, one counted as one, they all released strong hostility, and some even took out their weapons and aimed at Gojo Satoru.If the housewife has been bullied by others and they haven't reacted yet, they are afraid of this and that, then they are really sending their face to others' feet!

Faced with this rapid development, the two conjurers from the high school were also dumbfounded.

"Patriarch...! Revenge! Revenge! Yota is dead! The concubine's children have been killed! We can't let them go!" The woman in distress cried hoarsely in the arms of Tu Yumen and Zheng, and the whole courtyard was full of people. It was her mournful and angry voice.

"Okay, I will. Madam, don't worry, I will definitely let the Gojo family give a satisfactory explanation." Tsuchimikado Kazumasa replied with a sad expression.

A satisfactory explanation...?Is that all?

Big tears rolled down from the woman's eyes, but she also understood that this was the biggest guarantee Tsuchimikado Kazumasa could make, after all, she only had one son, but Tsuchimikado Kazumasa had more than one child , it would be too presumptuous to be hostile to the Yusanjia for a dead child.

She could only helplessly cast her eyes of resentment and resentment on Gojo Satoru, who was protecting the evil curse spirit.

Gojo Satoru moved his lips, feeling ridiculous and pitiful at the situation in front of him, but in the end he just remained silent, watching Mrs. Tuyumen being helped down by the servants.

"The magic world is not a place where you can do whatever you want." Tsuchimikado Kazumasa stood up and said, "Even if you are Gojo Satoru, you can't do it."

Gojo Gojo laughed, but his attitude remained the same: "Then let the horse come over and have a try."

Tsuchimikado was looking at the white-haired man whose body was as sharp as a knife, shook his head, and said, "You will compromise sooner or later."

Gojo Satoru didn't comment on this, turned around indifferently and left.

"Patriarch?!"

"Since you can't stop it...let him go."

……

The trail from Tuyumen's house was very quiet, Gojo Satoru seemed to have forgotten that he was still holding someone, and walked for a long time in a muffled voice, until the street outside was approaching, and the hustle and bustle of ordinary people rushing about in the early morning came from afar , he just came back to his senses, and gradually slowed down.

"That mother is very sad." Wujo Satoru said these words suddenly.

No matter how much I hate those rotten oranges, the child is innocent, and the mother who lost the child is also innocent.

He does not despise weak people, on the contrary they exist to protect these people.

Of course he understands that he can't save everyone by himself, and he is not the savior, but the truth is not clear at the moment, how can it be possible for him to leave Dazai Osamu to them.

In the past, Wujo Satoru would only digest those too weak emotions by himself, but now for some reason, he couldn't help but speak out.

"..." Osamu Dazai blinked and sighed slightly inwardly.

Wujo Satoru would regret what he did, but he was indifferent.

After watching for so long, he only felt noisy.

"Oh, do you feel guilty?" He said slowly, "Should the Wutiao teacher send me back? It's not a few steps anyway."

Gojo Wujo choked, "...Don't even think about it. Sending you out would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain!" He gave Dazai an angry look, only to find that there was no smile in the boy's eyes.

"Yes. That's why I'm very touched. Mr. Wujo would rather sacrifice his own reputation to protect me under his wings."

This was originally just the treatment of his little chickens, in a way, maybe more intimate.

Although the privatization relationship is not pleasant, it also sent a clear signal to the outside world-no matter who wants to take Dazai away, it must obtain the consent of Gojo Satoru, the guardian.

Wutiaowu: "..."

He gritted his teeth secretly, put all the messy emotions behind him, took another step, and then changed his tone to talk about business, and said seriously: "Who is the murderer, do you have an idea?"

"Huh? Almost, but is this our exchange?"

Gojo Satoru didn't realize for a moment what exchange he was referring to, only heard that Dazai Osamu had already said——

"Okay." Osamu Dazai always went straight to the point when necessary, "Things have become more interesting. Someone in the Tsuchimikado family is probably the same as you."

"What's the same?"

Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth, "You're hanging out with the curse ghost~"

Wutiaowu: "..."

"That person made this move and transferred me just incidentally. He went to all this trouble to target you, Mr. Gojo." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "You have been able to act recklessly until now, apart from being powerful, you His position has always been very clear—to be the enemy of the magic spirit, and to stand on the side of the magic world." The dull iris eyes glanced at the other party, "But now, in the eyes of outsiders, you may not be, you What would the higher-ups think?"

No matter how difficult a sharp knife is, there are still people who are willing to be the holder of the knife, but what if the knife will bite back?

"Before you left the Wujo family to become a teacher, it reassured them, but your arrogance was within the controllable range. Your position potentially tells everyone that no matter how much you hate the upper class and the family, you will not be their enemy. But these are completely different from when you turned against a big family for a curse spirit." Osamu Dazai said lightly, "A conjurer who cannot be used is of no value, but will become a sharp weapon that penetrates the heart first. I have a lot of complaints against you, and if I have the opportunity now, I am afraid that you will be the first to deal with it."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, "This tone is pitiful, why? You also had a similar experience when you were a human?"

Being turned against the general, Dazaizhi didn't continue talking for a moment, and after a while he said: "You should hand me over."

Gojo Satoru took a look at him, and knocked his head hard, "It's time to pay it early, don't talk nonsense, who do you suspect the most."

"Didn't you have someone choose?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, "Fujii Hiroha? Maybe, should I arrest him and ask him?"

"What's the hurry? If he's a pawn buried in the upper floors, it's useless to catch him, otherwise..." Osamu Dazai smiled, his kite-colored eyes flashed with the dark light of scheming people, which made people shudder. Liang, "Then we have to put a long line to catch big fish. Let's find out why he was targeted by the mafia first."

Gojo Satoru suddenly ruffled his hair.

"...What are you doing!" Osamu Dazai slapped his hands away, covering his head with both hands.

"Nothing, I'm happy."

"..." Osamu Dazai squinted at Gojo Satoru, who was obviously in a cloudy mood, and reminded, "Although I will help you, I didn't do it for nothing. Don't forget what you promised me, and try to find a way to get rid of it." Except me."

Gojo Satoru paused almost imperceptibly, and said without changing his face: "Well, remember."

After walking for a while, Osamu Dazai suddenly said, "I said, do you want to go all the way to the station? Take a taxi."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru put the man heavily on the ground, and folded his body to stop the car on the street.