The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

When I said that we would meet in Yokohama, I thought that Gojo Satoru would reply me with "Yes" as before, but he was silent for a while and refused.

He said it was dangerous over there.

What danger?No matter how dangerous it is, can there be the danger of eating an ice cream and encountering a super magic spirit in Tokyo?

I doubt it.

In my eyes now, there is no real safe place in this world except the college. If I am afraid of everything, then I will stay in the college for the rest of my life, eat and drink for nothing, and not go out.

In this way, I shared my thoughts with Wujo Wuyi, thinking that this should be all right, but the other party still refused to agree.

"The situation over there is different from Tokyo." Inexplicably, the male voice in the receiver seemed a little serious, "The law and order in Yokohama is not good. Although there are not many magic spirits, the mafia is very powerful, and there are people with supernatural powers making trouble."

I know the word mafia, but, people with supernatural powers?what is that.

"Ah, it's so troublesome to explain, you can ask Nitro," a certain person said in a tone that should be lazy, "Anyway, if it doesn't work, it won't work. I'm about to board the plane and hang up."

Before I could answer, the communication was cut off.

I:……

Well, very well, Gojo Satoru, you really belong to me.

I threw the phone on the bed, and decided to wait for Nitzi to wake up and find out the situation before leaving. What kind of date is not a date? Before the accident, I happened to see a Yokohama field worker who was not in a hurry. I want to go on a mission next!

As soon as I said it, I started to pack my luggage, and luckily, when I finished packing, Haibara Yuo's energetic voice came from outside the window, and he and Nanami came back from the task.

So it was Haihara who was helpful to help me.

Supernatural ability, another power system similar to mantra but different, the corresponding superhuman ability is abundant in Yokohama, and there are also other places in Japan, but there are not as many as Yokohama, anyway, they are very powerful.

Moreover, Yokohama is different from Tokyo. In addition to people with supernatural powers, it is also rich in mafia, who can legally possess wooden guns and ammunition.

emmmmm, how should I put it, the life of ordinary people in this world is too difficult, right? [Black question mark face.jpg]

"The upper echelon of the Mafia over there seems to have changed some time ago." Compared with a certain disobedient Wutiaodao, Yuo Huihara is quite optimistic, "Their struggles are all limited to the inside, and basically will not affect ordinary people. Otherwise, everyone would have moved out long ago."

That’s right, Japan is actually very small. When I lived with my grandma, we moved to the seaside where the air is better because the urban smog was not conducive to her recovery.

Ordinary people are just weak and not stupid.

With this in mind, I bid farewell to everyone at the high school and boarded the train to Yokohama.

Then I completed the task safely and smoothly, one day earlier than Gojo Satoru :)

Yokohama is a coastal port city. From the perspective of an ordinary person like me, there is nothing wrong with it except for the strong wind.

There are five very tall buildings in its city center. According to the waiter in the restaurant, that is where the port mafia works.

It looked quite normal.

All I can say is, uh, respect the culture here.

"Miss, please look over there, that big sunken pit."

The restaurant is located on the top floor of a shopping building with a good view. The waiter took a tip and told me everything: "It's Radium Street, which was caused by a big explosion a few years ago. It's a part of Yokohama. It’s a special place, and there are many homeless people living here. Just look at it from a distance, I don’t recommend you to go there, it’s messy.”

I looked in the direction the other party was pointing at, and I was a little slip of the tongue, how powerful is this, to blast such a big deep hole?

Just as I was talking, my good eyesight allowed me to see a small person in the distance, emitting a hazy orange light, flying high from the deep pit, and then falling down very quickly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he landed, there seemed to be a slight earthquake around him.

"Oh, it's a person with supernatural powers."

The waiter showed an envious look beside him: "It looks amazing, if only I had supernatural powers."

This is the first time I have seen a person with supernatural powers since I came to Yokohama.

To say that I am not envious is a lie.

If I had supernatural powers, I would be able to beat Gojo Satoru!

Thinking of someone who was about to arrive, I quickly took a sip of the anger from the juice.

He actually hung up on me!

I thought that after what happened last time, our relationship should go further, but he didn't do anything, but learned to hang up on me first?

Anyway, this time, if Gojo Satoru doesn't take the initiative to contact me, then don't expect me to take the initiative to contact him!

After I made up my mind, I asked the waiter about the more interesting places around me after I finished my meal, and then I checked out and set off.

It was getting late outside, and Yokohama at dusk had a decadent beauty. I followed the waiter's advice and came to a somewhat old five-story corner building.

This is said to be one of the must-see places for Yokohama travel, the Armed Detective Agency.

... I believed in his evil.

What a beauty!

Instead, I met a handsome kitten with squinting eyes, wearing an old-fashioned British-style detective suit, running out of the building with a kick.

His eyes stayed on me for a short while, his eyes opened slightly, revealing a touch of beautiful green, and then he didn't know what to say, and then ran away without looking back.

All right, for the sake of looking good, I won't bother with that blindly recommended waiter.

All-purpose travel sayings, come here.

So I went to the cafe on the first floor and ordered dessert.

Still delicious.

Just as I was about to leave the coffee shop, the phone rang, and a familiar name flashed on the screen—Gojo Satoru.

Oh Yo.