The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Very untimely and for no reason, at this moment, a scene that happened in my long-ago previous life, when my grandma was still there, suddenly appeared before my eyes.

When I was young, my family raised two cats, one pure white and one raccoon cat.The white cat was brought by the next door neighbor's mother cat after giving birth to a cub. Since she was a child, she was extremely cold, self-willed and withdrawn. If she wants to touch it, it all depends on whether the other cat is happy. It's big and round, it's loud, and it rubs against your arm with its beautiful fur.

Since the two cats met, they have been living in peace and harmony. They are always in harmony with each other, and they will be separated on both sides of the balcony after basking in the sun.It made my grandma and I naively think that cats get along like this, and we even praised them for being willing to tolerate each other.

Until one day, grandma went out and didn't come home, so I came back from school early.As a result, when I opened the door, I ran into the two cats on the balcony, silently waving their meow fists at each other, fighting inseparably.

At that moment, sand and stones were flying, the sky was dark and the sky was dark. Those who knew said that the two of them were fighting, but they didn't know that they thought they were revenge for killing their father and taking away their wife. ORZ.

Although the two cats separated quickly when I heard my voice calling them, and acted as if nothing had happened, but as a young excrement shovel officer, I made a fatal mistake afterwards—I I moved the small bench, took out the chicken breast from the refrigerator, tore a small piece, and put it in front of Lihua who was closer to me first.

Lihua looked at me with wet eyes, and let out a long, soft "meow".

Then, a white claw hit it on the face unexpectedly.

The result is obvious, the two cats fought again, and this time it was useless for me to shout ==.

If grandma hadn't come back in time later, grabbing the back of the necks of the two fates with lightning speed, they wouldn't have known that they would hit the year of the monkey.

Above, the memory ends.

Facing the two men in front of me, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Thinking about it carefully, Gojo Satoru really looks a bit like that cold white cat, and when Dazai releases hormones, it is exactly the same as when Tanuki acts like a baby.

So what should I do now?The atmosphere seemed to be getting worse and worse.

Just as I was racking my brains to figure out how to break this enigmatic silence, luckily, coffee was served.

"Well, drink coffee, hey, drink coffee."

I pushed two cups of coffee in front of those two people at the same and even speed, trying to turn the off-track topic back: "Where did you just say? Investigate the magic world?"

"Ah, by the way, I suddenly remembered that I just asked Mr. Dun to deliver something, and he should be here right away. Can Tao Jiang go outside to pick it up?"

Dazai spoke softly, his iris-colored eyes were clear under the light.

I:……

This is to dismiss me, otherwise just let Atsushi Nakajima send it in!In other words, do you two want to fight like those two cats after pushing me away?Or plotting something that I can't let me know won't work.

I looked at each other without saying a word.

"It's cold outside, put on my coat, Peach Jam."

In my eyes titled "I know what you want to do is impossible", the young man blinked slowly, and his voice was soft and light under the lyrical and romantic music in the coffee shop: "Don't catch a cold."

"……OK."

Alas, what else can I do, of course I choose to forgive him (bushi)

***

The girl's slim figure gradually faded away, and finally pushed open the glass door and stood outside the coffee shop.

And behind her, where she couldn't see, the gentle smile on Dazai Osamu's face had faded to the point where it was almost invisible.

"Wujo Wu, the head of the Wutiao family, a super conjurer born with six eyes, the strongest in the conjuration world, I have admired him for a long time."

"Osamu Dazai, former cadre of the port mafia, the only holder of the ability to nullify aliens, long admired."

There was a moment of silence, the two looked at each other, and then Osamu Dazai was the first to laugh.

"It seems that Gojo-san has a preliminary understanding of my details, so let's save those unnecessary words and get straight to the point."

The brown-haired young man leaned back on the deck, crossed his hands and put them down naturally, and said softly, "I have a way to solve her business."

"What do you need me to do, tell me."

Gojo Satoru said lightly.

"You need to find someone, someone in the magic world who will not forget her except you."

Dazai turned his gaze to the direction of the girl at the door, spoke quickly, and replied: "According to the information I have so far, it is estimated that we need to find three people in total, one from the supernatural world, one from the ordinary world, and one from the magic world. , I have found the ones with supernatural powers, and I have a clue about the ones in the ordinary world, only the last one, in terms of spells, needs five mulberry to cooperate."

"it is good."

Gojo Satoru nodded, didn't ask a word, just added: "Is there any more?"

"There is indeed one more thing," said Dazai, leaning forward slightly, and said meaningfully, "Gojo-san, please give her something back to her."

The air was stagnant, and through the gap in the sunglasses, the blue pupils suddenly fixed on Dazai's body.

After a while, Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand, and took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Finally, a pair of eyes more beautiful than the sky far away were fully exposed, and he looked over without blinking.

"Osamu Dazai, you are very courageous."

He looked at Dazai and said.

"Ah, it should be said that it is self-confidence."

Dazai smiled: "Don't feel that you are taking advantage of something. In fact, even if she recovers all her memories, it is not certain who is better between us."

The things that had been intentionally ignored all the time were spread out in front of them like this, and a slight anxiety was burning around them, but both of them looked calm as if nothing had happened.

From the beginning to the end, neither of them mentioned who "she" was, and they knew what the other meant.

After an unknown amount of time, this time, it was Gojo Satoru who finally broke the atmosphere.

"Tell me the reason, I must know this."

The white-haired young man held the sunglasses, twirled them skillfully and nimbly in his hands, and said calmly.

On the other side, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and when he spoke again, there was something heavy in his voice.

He said: "I saw twice with my own eyes that she died in an accident of force majeure and then disappeared."

"What did you say?!"

"You have seen it too."

There was an abyss of silence in Dazai's iris-colored eyes, he looked at Gojo Satoru, and spoke in a voice as if he didn't want to disturb anything.

He said: "You should have seen the unnatural death of Peach Jam."