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"So, you mean to use the photo of my death as a breach?"

"Ah, you are now judged to be purged by the upper echelon of the magic world, right?" Osamu Dazai took a sip from the coffee on the table while talking.

"Judging from the time and content of the purge order issued to you before, the upper echelons of the magic world really want you to die. For them, being able to get rid of you is tantamount to solving their serious problem."

"They are afraid that you will grow up and become the next person to stand against the upper echelons of the magic world."

Speaking of this, Osamu Dazai pointedly glanced at Gojo Satoru beside him.

The white-haired man didn't interrupt, but he could clearly feel that Gojo Satoru was not in a good mood right now.

Zoki Genji nodded, and continued with Dazai Osamu's words as if suddenly enlightened: "I see, because my death is of great significance to the upper echelons of the magic circle, so the person who killed me is to solve the magic circle. A great contributor to the high-level troubles."

The black-haired man nodded lightly, and continued: "That's right, the person who killed you and the family or organization behind him will definitely gain quite a lot of benefits and benefits, not only wealth resources, but even the status of the family It’s all likely to go up with the tide.”

The status of the family?

Compared with money or external interests, perhaps this is what the group of self-styled people value most.

So - here comes the most critical question.

Which family should be chosen as the entry point?

Saki Genji and Osamu Dazai don't know much about the high-level affairs in the magic world, so they still have to ask Gojo Satoru for his opinion at this time.

"Teacher Wujo, what do you think?"

The white-haired man gently rubbed his chin with his hands, and said with a smile: "If you want me to say, those old oranges are all the same, hereditary, arrogant, feudal, and weak, although there are many different families in the upper echelons of the magic world. It is composed of various forces, but the three imperial families, Zenyuan, Kamo, and Gojo, occupy the controlling position.”

Gojo Satoru lightly tapped the table with his hand, and continued: "Moreover, the world of conjuration is a place that values ​​talent and strength. Conjuration is inherited by blood, and Yusanjia has its own unique and powerful techniques. So in the In the early days when the conjuration world was not completely stable, the Yusan family formed a community of interests, and marriages between families were quite common."

"But now—the magic world has been formed for many years, and the fact that the Yusan family is in control has also been formed. There is no need to marry and form a group. What they want to do now is to make their family the highest point in the magic world. , to control the entire magic world."

"So if we want to quickly achieve our goal, it is most suitable to start with Yusanjia."

After listening to Gojo Satoru's explanation, Genji Saki nodded, and muttered to himself: "So that's it, Yusanjia?"

As far as the Yusan family is concerned, the Wutiao family basically has the final say on Wutiao Wu alone, so he should be able to ignore it.

Then there are only two options left, the Chanyuan family or the Kamo family.

The best result is that the two families will fight among themselves, and both will suffer.

If these two families can be eliminated, it will be easier for Gojo Satoru to defeat the high-level people in the magic world from the inside or from the outside.

How to make them fight among themselves?

These two families are big families that have been passed down for many years, with a solid status and a long history.

It won't be moved so easily.

So, is there really a big enough stake in her death for them to fight over?

Thinking of this, Zoki Genji looked at the black-haired man opposite and said, "Dazai-kun, if I die, it will not be of great benefit to such a big family, and maybe they can't fight for it."

Osamu Dazai looked at her with a meaningful smile, and said, "No, miss, I think you can try~ Your strength in the magic world should not be weak, you once escaped many curses alone. The hunt for the sorcerer has come to Yokohama, is there any venerable sorcerer?"

Gendi Zuoxi thought for a moment and replied: "Valent and respected... the head of the Chanyuan family?"

"Did you kill him?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No, just let him fall into a hallucination. If I don't untie it, he will sleep forever until he dies."

Osamu Dazai who was sitting on the sofa heard her words and immediately sat up with a carp, his eyes lit up, and he said in a rather excited tone:

"What is that?! Painless death!! Miss!! Please be sure to use this ability on me!!!"

Saki Genji looked at Osamu Dazai helplessly, and was about to answer when Gojo Satoru beside him suddenly spoke.

"You don't need to use your ability on this kind of guy~ By the way, you are also a member of the port mafia, right?"

"It's not anymore, I've already defected, and my current identity is an honorable vagrant~"

Are vagrants honorable too?

Saki Genji glanced at Osamu Dazai with a complicated expression, recalling the conversation just now in his mind.

The current goal is to let the Zenyuan family or the Kamo family fight internally.

She had once defeated the Patriarch of the Chanyuan family, so the breakthrough point was quite obvious.

"The Kamo family." The purple-haired girl said softly.

Osamu Dazai who was sitting across from him smiled and continued: "That's right, since the Patriarch of the Chanyuan Family was once defeated by you, there is another meaning for the Kamo Family to kill you."

Genji Zoshi nodded, and continued.

"If the Kamo family can deal with an enemy that even the head of the Chanyuan family can't defeat, then it is equivalent to telling the entire magic world that the Kamo family is stronger than the Zenyuan family."

The white-haired man supported his head with his hands, smiled and said: "The group of old oranges value a strong inheritance and family honor the most. After this, they will have to start fighting~"

Osamu Dazai nodded lightly, his kite-colored pupils were full of calculations.

"The implementation method is also very simple. Sometimes you just need to blow a little wind, and the chess pieces will go where you want~"

Genji Zoki looked at the man sitting across from him, and experienced the horror of the script team for the first time. It was really great not to be an enemy of Osamu Dazai.

The black-haired man noticed her gaze and smiled at her, and said, "Ah, if the plan is successful, miss, please let me sleep in a dream forever and die~"

"...Zoshi, let's go~ It will be weird to stay with this guy~"

"Huh? Why is it not your turn to talk about it, Mr. Teacher who attacked the students?"

......

The wind in Yokohama carries the sea flavor unique to the port city.

Genji Zoshi took a deep breath, feeling a lot more relaxed.

Negotiations with Osamu Dazai went smoothly, but in order for the plan to proceed as expected, she will now be a dead person not only in Yokohama but also in Tokyo.

I can't go back to the high school, and I can't stay in Yokohama for a long time. I have to find a place to live that is not easy to be found.

Just as Genji Zoshi was thinking, the white-haired man beside him suddenly spoke.

"Zoshi, take a stroll around here, the teacher has something to do, I'll be back in 5 minutes~"

As soon as the words fell, Gojo Satoru disappeared from her side.

Genji Zoshi, who just came to his senses, glanced at the empty ground in confusion.

What was Wujo Satoru doing in such a hurry?

......

The white-haired man standing on the street was looking up at several tall buildings not far away.

The building looks very atmospheric and beautiful from the outside, and the sunlight shines on the glass to reflect dazzling light.

The number of floors is very high, and it is difficult to see the top of the building clearly from the ground.

How grand.

Port Mafia.

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth, but the only fly in the ointment was that it blocked the light a bit.

Thinking of this, the white-haired man put his hands in his pockets, jumped up, and flew into the sky.

"Alice! How about trying this one next?" In the port mafia office, a black-haired man was squatting in front of the blond girl with a smile on his face while holding a pink skirt.

"How many pieces are these?! We agreed to try only three pieces! Rintaro, you idiot!"

The little blond girl said angrily.

"This is the last one, Alice! Please!" Mori Ogai said while passing the skirt in his hand forward.

However, at this moment, the ground suddenly began to shake violently. The desks and chairs in the office were tilted to one side. The antique vase fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Immediately, the flowers and water wet the expensive carpet.

The black tea was knocked over on the table due to shaking, and the liquid wet the paper documents on the table.

The black-haired man stood up quickly, supported the wall with one hand to stabilize his figure, and looked out the window with unkind eyes.

The little blond girl was standing next to him.

"Qiangcang~" Accompanied by a rather frivolous voice, the bulletproof glass that had not been repaired for a long time shattered into pieces again.

A white-haired man walked in unhurriedly, and when he saw Mori Ogai standing by the wall, he showed a rather nasty smile.

The entire room was almost tilted at 45 degrees, but the white-haired man standing in the center of the room stood on the floor with his hands in his pockets as if he was not affected by gravity.

Mori Ogai looked at the person coming, forced a smile and said with some displeasure in his tone: "Mr. Gojo, what's the matter with you? This is Yokohama, not your magic world."

The white-haired man in the middle of the room smiled, and his eyes were covered by a black eyepatch so that others could not see his thoughts from his face.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer his question, but just walked forward step by step. With each step forward, the air pressure in the whole room dropped by one point.

The white-haired man stopped before Mori Ou went outside, and spoke, his tone was frivolous but full of warning and threat: "I should have told you~ Don't touch things you shouldn't, remember ?"

Without waiting for Mori Ogai to answer, Gojo Satoru continued:

"Today's is just a small warning~ This time, you must remember to control your hands~"

"Otherwise, what you protect will be destroyed by me~"

When the man finished speaking the last word, the whole house fell violently, followed by violent explosions and crashes.

Genji Zoshi, who was checking out, was startled by the strong explosion and the violent vibration of the ground, and hurriedly ran towards the direction of the sound with the bought things, but before she could take a few steps, a man suddenly appeared in front of her figure.

It was Gojo Satoru who had just disappeared.

Zoshi Genji stopped in his tracks, and asked the white-haired man walking towards him with a puzzled expression, "Teacher Wujo, what happened over there?"

Gojo Satoru stood in front of her, and said in a rather casual tone: "Ah~ Maybe something was too obtrusive so someone removed it~"

Zoshi Genji: ...? ? ?