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The room in this hotel is very small and dark, and the panoramic view can be seen at a glance.

Gojo Satoru was stunned for two seconds. For a moment, he had no hope in his heart. This was just another "bad taste" of Dazai Osamu, maybe the next moment Dazai Osamu would come out from behind him with a smile calling his name, but He knew that such luck did not exist.

Osamu Dazai promised that he would not leave.

—He was taken away.

The strange intuition at the beginning has been answered at this moment, and the subtle difference between the assistant supervisor's overly nervous expression and Dazai Osamu's attitude has also been explained recently. The kid might have noticed it before him, but he didn't say anything!

In an instant, the anger burned uncontrollably, and the idea of ​​directly obliterating the higher-ups resurfaced in his mind again.

The corners of Wujo Wutiao's lips were tightly pursed. If there was a second person here, he might be frightened by the terrifying aura on his body like before the eruption of a volcano, and he would not be able to say a word.

This incident itself has traces from the very beginning. The group of rotten oranges have been dissatisfied with Osamu Dazai for staying by his side, dissatisfied with his disobedience to protect a curse spirit, when will this group of dogmatic and stubborn old people listen to other people's opinions? Even though he didn't dare to take any action on the surface under his deterrence, he had planned it for a long time in private.

As one of the base camps of conjurers, how could there be a large number of conjuration spirits gathered in Kyoto in the early morning, just like the enemy's direct and comprehensive attack on the core fortress, which will only appear under the premise of disparity in strength.It is very likely that these spell spirits were raised in captivity by the big family for the training of the next generation. They guarded themselves and stole themselves, so it was possible to complete these layouts in such a short period of time.

Such a simple truth, but he ignored it because of the sudden and urgent incident.That place was a school, and it was full of underage children. This situation made Gojo Satoru subconsciously put some doubts on hold before thinking about it.

And this point was just taken advantage of by those bastards!

Gojo Gojo laughed back angrily, he thought, just right, this is Kyoto, he is no stranger to the place where the rotten oranges will stay, even if they moved, he would still have a way to dig them out and bury them in the soil!

The knife in the back seemed to have pierced directly into his heart, which made him want to give up patience and just pierce the sky.

Calmness is already in jeopardy, but in the raging rage, Gojo Satoru's rationality has not completely broken down. He is thinking about the reason why Rotten Orange avoids him and insists on taking Dazai Osamu away.

Rakuganji Kashin once said that Dazai Osamu's ability has other uses, and this point is probably a consensus reached with the high-level officials.But this is not the most important point. Compared with the use of abilities, they are most worried about the absurd rumor - that he is uncertain because of the existence of Osamu Dazai, and he almost slapped Se Lingzhi on his face superior.

When Osamu Dazai first raised this point, he actually didn't take it too seriously. First, his position is unquestionable. If he wanted to rebel, he would have to wait until today?Secondly, he felt that it would be good to have such rumors, so as not to be coveted by some overwhelmed people.

Unexpectedly, someone actually believed it!

Is there any need for these hopeless guys to exist?

Suddenly the vibration of the phone in his pocket interrupted his thoughts.

Wujo Wu glanced at the number to connect, and the night moth Zhengdao spoke first, "Wu, I know everything, what are you going to do next?"

"Didn't you already know?" Gojo Satoru's tone couldn't hear the anger at all, and he even smiled, "By the way, do you want to change positions? There will be vacancies at the top level soon, and the salary is higher than that of the principal. oh."

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

This matter was done unethically by the higher-ups, and Gojo Satoru's reaction was unexpected but reasonable. Ye Mo Zhengdao almost imagined that Gojo Satoru was about to turn Kyoto into a complete mess. His previous actions Patience is not because you can't do it.

He just cherished his companions more than others imagined.

Even with the powerful strength that surpasses all laws, Wujo Wu is completely different from Xia Youjie. He never achieves his goal in the form of destruction.

He has always been protecting everything he values ​​with a guarding attitude.

But this kind of regress was dismissed by the higher-ups, and even cleverly set up a trap to stab one of his own people. This is the first time he has faced Gojo Satoru like this, and Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't find a reason to dissuade him. .

"You can do whatever you want, but you have to think clearly—" In the end, he could only say, "Destroying is always much easier than rebuilding."

"Of course I know that." Gojo Satoru said flatly.

He knows this better than anyone else.

He had already thought about it more than once.

If the Six Eyes attacked the higher-ups, the Wutiao family would be hostile to the entire magic circle and be regarded as a betrayal, and the faction close to him would be implicated, and the group of rotten orange families would have an upright reason to take advantage of this to clean up the restless factors and The old enemy, this matter itself will be used by others to rule out dissidents and take power itself.

He Wujo Wu can clean up the group of rotten oranges in the high-level without blinking, can he kill all the family members, those people also have family members, even if it is only for revenge on blood relatives, the entire magic world will be in the shortest possible time Time fell into chaos.

This is also the reason why Gojo Satoru has always chosen to forbear. Although the top management of the magic world has been rotten to the bone, but after all, the roots are deep and the leaves are luxuriant. If they are uprooted suddenly, the whole tree may not be able to survive.

Gojo Satoru hates the group of rotten oranges who live behind the scenes to sacrifice themselves with righteousness and the overall situation, and even more disgusted to be one of them.But before, he was able to endure for the ultimate goal, but he should never have to, they touched his reverse scale.

In front of him, Osamu Dazai seemed to be troubled by calling him an idiot. The young man always felt that his method was really slow and ineffective, but he also liked to watch the excitement to observe whether his method of "teaching and educating people" would really work. effectiveness.

Gojo Satoru turned and left the inn. The inner circle of conjurers was some distance away. Even if they weren't there, Tsuchimikado and other families were still nearby, and they would say everything after arresting their patriarch and beating him up.

And just as he was about to go, his eyes swept across the well-preserved scene where no fierce fight seemed to have taken place, and he suddenly realized a problem——

If it was a long-planned plan to take away Osamu Dazai, what about Osamu Dazai?

He is not a princess who needs to be rescued, nor is he a weak person who has no strength to resist. If he doesn't want to, he won't be taken away without leaving any news or traces.

That kid who looked gentle and harmless but was actually deep in thought had never been so easy to deal with.

So, how did the higher-ups take him away?

Unless...he does it voluntarily.

As soon as this thought popped into his mind, Gojo Goku thumped in his heart.

Impossible, he denied subconsciously, for no reason.

But if not, how to explain all this?

Gojo Satoru hadn't figured out this doubtful point yet, but the higher-ups came to contact him first—using the same commanding style, and quickly returned to the high school to convey something important.

He sneered and put away his phone.

Rather consciously.

Then let's go and have a look first, he thought, at least with Dazai Osamu's physique, even if the other party wanted to do any harm to him, it would be extremely difficult, and he couldn't do it.

When Gojo Satoru reappeared in the high school, Ye Mo Zhengdao was surprised or worried, but Gojo Satoru looked okay and even greeted him.

It was almost like the calm before the storm.

Gojo Satoru knew the teacher's worry, but now was not the time to explain. He walked straight into the dimly lit inner room, and the decayed figures he was tired of seeing were hidden behind the screen as always, pretentiously.

"Wujo Wu." One of them said, his old and deep voice was full of unquestionable solemnity, "We originally discussed that you should be punished for disobeying the director's department recently. It should be a felony punishable by indefinite detention or even the death penalty, but... that curse spirit helped you make another choice."

To put it nicely, do you have the guts to detain me indefinitely?

Gojo Satoru was first laughed at, how many difficult tasks in exorcising curse spirits were solved by him alone, without him, given the current sparse population in the magic world, these guys still have the time to sit here and confront each other. He pointing fingers?

But he didn't refute, obviously the latter is the key point.

Osamu Dazai helped him choose?

What to choose?

"That special magic spirit voluntarily imprisoned in the seal for eternal life to prove that you are still a qualified magician." The other party said slowly, "Hmph, you need a magic spirit to do these things, you You have to reflect on that too."

"Dazai willing?" Gojo Satoru didn't care about the second half of the nonsense, he was used to this kind of beating without pain, "Are you kidding me?"

Volunteering to be taken away to prove his stand was still standing?

If it were an idiot with an IQ of less than 80, he might believe it, but that's Osamu Dazai!

How could he do such a self-impressed but useless thing, not to mention that the establishment of this thing itself is stupid enough.

Even if he doesn't prove it, what can this group of high-level officials do to him?

Wujo Wujo was still full of anger before he came in, and now the anger is still there, but it is directed at another person.

——Osamu Dazai, what do you want to do with the high-level people?Still use me as a shield!

If Osamu Dazai was in front of him at this time, Gojo Satoru would have pinched his face desperately and asked the purpose behind it.

"That's the truth! Or do you want to rebel against our orders?"

At this time, the second benefit of the blindfold is reflected. No one else can see what kind of mood Wujo Satoru is in.In the eyes of the higher-ups, he is now expressionless, but in reality his eyes are about to roll to the sky.

In fact, he really wanted to know, even if he disobeyed orders, how would these people plan to punish him?

Take noctuids?Or aim at Yuren and the others?

After learning the information that Dazai wanted to reveal to him behind this "choice", Gojo Satoru no longer wanted to talk nonsense with them. His silent reaction was considered by the higher-ups to be an expression of obedience, and his tone softened instantly. a lot.

Anyway, the kid wanted to leave by himself, Gojo Satoru thought, he didn't listen to a word of what the higher-ups were saying, and probably wanted to do something.Since it is his choice, it is not impossible to wait and see for a while, anyway...

Through the blindfold, he looked at the higher-ups with cold eyes.

It is also a simple matter to bring people back. If it is not possible, just ask the teacher to change positions and upgrade rapidly.

But... what does Osamu Dazai want to do?

Even he kept it a secret, and didn't disclose any information to him beforehand.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru became faintly annoyed again, he always thought that Dazai Osamu should have started to believe him.

The higher-ups who were still chattering had no idea that Gojo Satoru, who had suddenly calmed down, was thinking about such a terrible thing in his heart. He thought it was the other party's submission, and let him go with satisfaction.

After the meeting, Gojo Satoru briefly explained the situation to Noctua Masato, and put his teacher at ease for the time being, at least telling him that he had no plans to clean up the higher-ups for the time being, so he went straight home, leaving the unpredictable principal alone to think about the meeting What exactly did the middle and high-level officials say, which made me, a stubborn student, change his mind in the blink of an eye.

The house was empty.

No one sat on the sofa with a crab pillow and played games waiting for him to come back.

Gojo Satoru opened the door, and just as he stepped into the living room, his footsteps stopped, and he felt a slight strangeness that was so small that he would ignore it if he didn't pay attention.

There are other people in the house.