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Gojo Satoru woke up from the dream and sat up suddenly.

His breathing was a little short, his eyes were out of focus, and his pupils were still contracting violently.

The unfamiliar bedroom has plenty of light, the rhythm of the small city is leisurely, and the lazy sunlight shines on the bed through the window lattice of the hotel.

Gojo Satoru couldn't feel this warmth, he just felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar before recovering from the dream.

Suddenly, he remembered something, turned his head and looked to the side, the bed where the person should have been lying was empty.

In an instant, all kinds of bad guesses flooded up, Gojo Satoru jumped up from the bed without even thinking, and he was so anxious that he almost tripped over the quilt wrapped around him.

The first reaction was to look outside, but one second before the teleportation, he heard movement from downstairs.

……

Osamu Dazai took the iron tongs that were dug out from the warehouse - it seems that the owner's family used them to pinch coal, and the top was still stained with coal ash - he just pinched out the big crab that had got into the corner, for which he also knocked over a The flower stand in the corner, the next moment, he was suddenly picked up in the air from behind.

Osamu Dazai shook his hand, and the crab he finally caught dropped again, and he quickly slipped away.

"What are you doing?" Osamu Dazai didn't know what kind of crazy Gojo Satoru was, and asked helplessly, his eyes were still fixed on the crab that quickly hid in the corner.

Gojo Satoru remained motionless, tightly strung Dazai Osamu's waist, half of his face buried in his shoulder blades, with obscurity remaining in his downcast eyes, and asked in a muffled voice, "What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"I suddenly had a craving for fresh crabs, so I ordered one with your mobile phone, and I asked for fresh ones. I didn't expect them to actually make a live one for me! It was packed in a water tank and delivered!"

Osamu Dazai waved the pliers as he spoke, his tone was speechless as he was surprised by this unexpected operation.

It was a king crab, and it was a long distance. The bill must have been so expensive that it made countless workers cry, but Gojo Satoru didn't even bat an eye.He silently felt the fresh breath of the person in his arms, and the shock from the dream finally sank to the bottom bit by bit.

It was a curse spirit that even he could not get rid of. He had already verified it the first day he encountered it. Osamu Dazai couldn't just die from such an injury casually.

"I think they are right, so are you trying to catch crabs by making such a big noise just now?" Gojo Satoru said, with a smile in his tone, as if he was amused by Osamu Dazai's complaint. when.

"Yeah, I almost caught it." Dazai Osamu's feet were ten centimeters above the ground, and the arms around his waist were as inextricable as the iron clamps in his hands. He could only touch the opponent's calf with his feet, "Let me down, I want to eat crabs."

Gojo Satoru let him go, and when Osamu Dazai turned around, there was no abnormality on his face.

"What kind of fresh crab would you like to eat?" he asked.

Osamu Dazai shook his head, "No, I don't need you, I want to do it myself."

Wujo Wu recalled the kitchen at home that he had harmed once, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, "I just thought of a new method and wanted to try it~~ Teacher Gojo can help me catch the crab~"

Although he has deep doubts about Osamu Dazai's culinary skills, but... just let him go, anyway, even if someone's kitchen is blown up, he will lose money.

Gojo Satoru turned around to catch the crabs, Dazai Osamu saw something sharp-eyed, and muttered thoughtfully: "I don't even wear slippers, and you still blame me."

After Gojo Satoru sent the crabs into the kitchen, he didn't care how Osamu Dazai was messing around inside. He sat down on the sofa by himself, and only then had time to sort out his mood.

Yesterday, he took another mission that required a business trip. The destination was a small southern town, which was not considered prosperous and didn’t have a decent high-end hotel. Wujo Satoru, who had almost regarded business trips as tourism, simply booked a homestay where he rented out the entire villa.

In the end, for some reason, on the first night of his arrival, he had such a nightmare that frightened him awake.

Do you think about it every day?

Gojo Satoru didn't think so, the conversation with Ange Ji had already passed for several days.And no matter what, there shouldn't be such a development.

He can't kill Osamu Dazai, and he can't kill Osamu Dazai, because he doesn't allow Osamu Dazai to go to his opposite.

... Well, it's just a dream after all.

Gojo Satoru breathed out, unwilling to recall the palpitations that almost made his heart stop suddenly, and resisted everything that happened in the dream to the point where he wanted to avoid it for the first time.

An hour later, Osamu Dazai came out with a large plate, covered with a round plate cover.

"It's ready, come and taste it first." Osamu Dazai put the plate on the dining table.

Gojo Satoru got up and walked over, just about to open it, when suddenly, the stainless steel cover was pushed down by something inside.

For the first time, he had a picture he didn't want to face, "...is it still alive?"

"Dead." Osamu Dazai confirmed.

Gojo Satoru hesitated for a moment, but he still lifted the lid, and a purplish gas came out from the bottom in an instant. He only smelled an indescribable smell at the beginning, and then he was blocked by... no lower limit spell !

Wutiaowu: "..."

What kind of poisonous gas is this!

The King Crab, which was alive and kicking, now has half of its body cooked red, and its legs are falling apart. Bubbles—Is this dish soap? !It twitches every now and then.

It seems to be alive, but also seems to be dead.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

"...Are you researching chemical weapons?"

"Huh? No, I'm serious about making crab dishes. Gojo-sensei, would you like to eat it~"

Gojo Satoru's mouth twitched, "Are you sure you don't want to murder me?"

"How come, although it looks a bit strange, but it can't kill people!"

"...So what happened to the people who ate your food before?"

"It's all right!" Dazai Zhizhi said confidently.

It's just that he will lose his memory for no reason, but those are trivial things that are not worth mentioning.

Gojo Satoru raised his forehead, but didn't believe Dazai Osamu's words, wisely he didn't choose to try.

Forget it, at least he didn't blow up the kitchen, and he can make another lunch by himself.

Fortunately, the whole king crab was not eaten by Osamu Dazai. Gojo Satoru picked out some crab legs that were still edible and gave them to him, while he ate fried steak and pasta. The two also had a brownie each. Cake for dessert.

"Did Gojo-sensei not get enough sleep? The mental state doesn't look very good." Osamu Dazai, who was gnawing on the crab legs, suddenly said.

"Yeah, I worked on the task until midnight yesterday, and I didn't see you when I woke up early in the morning, so I thought you ran away again." Gojo Satoru said unhappily.

Didn't see me react so much?Obviously downstairs.

Osamu Dazai blinked and said innocently, "But I haven't run away."

He didn't run away, Gojo Wujo complained, after all, he didn't care about his disappearance for no reason last time, after all, he finally came back.

"Take a nap with me in the afternoon." After finishing the steak, he said while taking the pasta next to him.

Osamu Dazai was noncommittal, and probably felt that even if he refused, he would be rejected. Recently, his personal freedom has been restricted again, which is no worse than the first time.

"The task this time is not difficult," Osamu Dazai began to eat the largest crab claw, talking boredly, "I will be able to go back tomorrow after finishing the other area in the evening."

"It's difficult to go out with me every time, maybe you go back soon." Gojo Satoru said indifferently, "but recently, the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo are rarely found."

"Because there are people who are more eager to collect those fingers than you." Osamu Dazai looked at the crab legs in the bowl with regret, "If a combat force like Liangmian Su Nuo can join the melee, even if it doesn't serve as a boost, Enough to give conjurers a headache."

Gojo Satoru didn't take it seriously, "With me here, it doesn't matter who comes."

His arrogant character has reached the point where even his own camp can't stand it, but he has such confidence. The degree of arrogance and arrogance is directly proportional to his strength.

It is undeniable that today's Gojo Satoru is indeed the backbone of Gaozhuan.

Osamu Dazai knew these things from the very beginning, so he didn't bother to pour cold water on such words, "But I'm curious..." He tilted his head, as if thinking, "No matter how strong you are, you are still only a human being. The lifespan of spirits is endless, since the six eyes are difficult to deal with, why didn't they kill you when you were young?"

Wutiao Wu was deeply speechless when he heard the words, and said to himself, what perspective are you considering the problem from?Why do you think about how to kill me?

"Anyway, I am also the future heir. When I was a child, the Wutiao family still regarded me as very precious." Wutiao Wudao said, "Ten thousand steps back, even if someone wants to wipe out the young me in the bud at any cost...it is useless. Without me, there is no need There will be another Six Eyes."

"Of course," he snorted, "There are no ifs in this world."

"So someone has tried this?"

"It's recorded in history~"

Is that so... So what method will the other party use to deal with you, an unavoidable block in the way?

Osamu Dazai thought after eating a full mouthful of crab meat.

Perhaps it was because of holding someone in his arms, this time Gojo Satoru didn't have any more dreams and slept very deeply.In the evening, he took Dazai Osamu to go out to do the task energetically.

There are two mission goals this time, one was solved in the suburbs yesterday, and today this curse spirit is much more cunning than yesterday, it is very sensitive to the breath of the magician, and it seems to have a strong inspiration, and it will come out when it senses a little danger. hide.

However, the curse spirit is a curse spirit after all, and when they think they are safe, they will not be able to restrain their desire to attack living things.

The two held hands and waited in the shadows. When the breath of the curse spirit appeared in the distance, Gojo Satoru squeezed Osamu Dazai's hand, and then disappeared in place.

The nightlife in the small town is not rich, and it is very quiet in the middle of the night, only the summer cicadas in the bushes not far away are still screaming disturbingly, as if they are tirelessly trying to keep the passing summer.

Osamu Dazai lightly leaned against the wall behind him, looking at the night sky boredly. Suddenly, a breeze came, and he lowered his eyes as if feeling something, and saw a small iris flower blooming in the corner of the wall.

Osamu Dazai stared at it for a while, got up and walked over, turned the corner, and there was an empty alley, and the street lights on the side of the street could not penetrate into the depth of the alley.

He stepped into the darkness indifferently.

Two figures stood silently in the deepest part, they were the super curse spirit Hua Yu with a natural aura, and Xia Youjie, the curse master who should have died last year.

Today he didn't wear the monk's robe, perhaps for the convenience of movement, and his black clothes looked like the uniform of a high school.

Xia Youjie waved his hand at Dazai Zhi, and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai looked up at him, and also raised his eyebrows.

……

In less than 5 minutes, Gojo Satoru reappeared, but the place where he disappeared was empty.

Wutiaowu: "..."

He subconsciously felt something was wrong, and a strange feeling filled his heart.

"Squealing—" came the screeching sound of the rusted metal rear wheel axle rubbing behind him, and at the same time, there was a voice that made him instantly grounded: "Teacher Wu Tiao?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, and appeared in front of Osamu Dazai in an instant, blurting out annoyance with vague emotions, "Didn't I tell you not to run around!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He glanced at the swing sitting underneath, with an innocent look on his face, "Does running across the street count as running around?"

"Of course!" Gojo Satoru said as a matter of course.

Osamu Dazai sighed, "This is going too far. The agreement is to give both parties mutual trust. Even if you are willing to be a chicken mother, I am not one of your little chickens."

Wutiaowu: "..."

If only you were as easy and obedient as the students.

Gojo Gojo slandered, but he also realized that he was still more or less affected by that dream, so much so that he wished he could keep Osamu Dazai in his pocket all the time.

"Go back," he said.

Osamu Dazai didn't move, "I don't want to leave, carry me back, Gojo-sensei~~"

Gojo Satoru gave him a helpless look, but instead of evading it for a long time like the first time before reluctantly compromising, he turned around and squatted down, "Come up."

Osamu Dazai lay down.

Gojo Satoru carried him on his back in the middle of the night and walked on the deserted street.

The cool wind was blowing around the body, bringing a sense of tranquility, no one would have imagined that a few minutes ago there had been such a terrifying curse spirit here.

"Aside from exorcising the curse spirit, does Mr. Wujo have anything else he wants to do?" Dazai Osamu asked softly, looking at the lights on the side of the road.

Are you asking about his hobbies?

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and then responded realistically: "Who thinks so much now that he is so busy, let's get rid of all the curse spirits and then think about these things."

"Oh, wouldn't you be unable to complete your goal?" Osamu Dazai smiled, "I'm also a curse spirit, but you can't get rid of me."

Wujo Wu's heart skipped a beat, and he responded with a smile, "Yeah, it's really troublesome...then I have to be magnanimous and exclude you."