Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

"Sleep peacefully, Chuya."

Gojo Satoru hugged Chuya who had fallen asleep, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, his ice blue eyes were dark.

Did those people actually set their minds on Chuya?

They knew how to piss him off.

Gojo Satoru sneered in his heart, it was rare to put away the cynical smile on his face, his calm and delicate face like an ice sculpture was tense, and he walked his long legs in silence.

People who have died should be treated by people from the port of Mafia. Now all he has to do is find someone to treat him.

Oh yes, Armed Detective Agency.

Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered the female doctor of the Armed Detective Agency—Yoshino Akiko.

Then go to the Armed Detective Agency, just in time to meet Xia Youjie.

Now that he has made up his mind, Gojo Satoru will not waste any more time.But just as he was about to use fast movement, he was stopped.

"Wu Jun?"

This voice is a little familiar, it is someone I know.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and saw a drenched man.

The man was wearing a sand-colored coat stuck to his body, his slightly curly short black hair dripped continuously, and his iris-colored eyes were still hazy.

The man who was originally frivolous and decadent was now somewhat embarrassed and dazed.

"Dazai?"

"Oh, why is the slimy little slug wilting? It looks like it passed out with the use of filth and detachment." Osamu Dazai's attention was immediately attracted by the fainted Nakaya in Gojo Satoru's arms, and he stroked his chin , jumping up and down to look around, his expression suddenly became serious, "How did he get rid of the pollution? Logically speaking, there is nothing I can't get rid of..."

Strange, in the end is how to do it?

Osamu Dazai looked up at Gojo Satoru with a cold face.

Could it be... because of love?

"What is filth? Why can't it be removed without you?" Gojo Wu's blue eyes dimmed, and he keenly caught the key words.

"Filth is Chuya's real ability. It is a small black hole formed due to gravity. The gravity ability he usually uses is just the result of the suppression of filth." Osamu Dazai explained, "Once Nakaya turns on filth, he will always use his power. , indiscriminate attack, unless it dies from exhaustion, it will not stop, because my ability "disqualification in the world" is to invalidate all abilities, and of course it can also help Zhongye remove the pollution. "

The final conclusion: "That's why I was curious, how he resolved the contact."

Wujo Wu heard the words, his eyes darkened again, and the arms holding Chuya tightened.

Yes, he was just jealous.

The two are former partners, and before this time, only Dazai Osamu can relieve Chuya's filth.

Inexplicably, there was a sense of destiny, which made him very uncomfortable.

"You won't even eat my jealousy?" Osamu Dazai couldn't help teasing when he saw Gojo Satoru's expression, and the frivolous smile returned to his face, "This guy hates me so much that he wants to kill me. Moreover, I recently discovered that your student... um... ah ~ Knotweed Yuren, very cute." The little guy had two faces, which he didn't expect.

Hearing that the other party was interested in his student, Gojo Satoru felt instantly relieved.

There is no sense of guilt for selling one's own students.

How can this be considered a sale?The teacher has found a good home for you.

"But why are you here?" Gojo Satoru asked, "What's the matter with the water on your body?"

The topic changed too quickly, and Osamu Dazai was obviously taken aback when he heard this question.He lowered his head and rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and said, "Why am I here? Speaking of it... it was because Ranbu-sang asked me to come here, and there might be surprises if I came here..."

Having said that, the man's iris-colored eyes suddenly lit up excitedly.

"There is a surprise here!" He pointed to the blue sea, "Such a big sea is very suitable for suicide, so I couldn't help but jump into it, but the water is really scary and I can't breathe I feel so uncomfortable, so I..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Wujo Satoru turned around indifferently without saying a word.

He was still in a hurry and really didn't want to waste time on such boring things.

Before Osamu Dazai finished speaking, Gojo Satoru had disappeared before his eyes.

Osamu Dazai: "..." At any rate, I have to finish listening before leaving. I am really a guy who is not polite.

To this, Gojo Satoru said: Huh?polite?well?Is it sweet?Can I eat it?Can I hit a home run with Nakaya?

……

Gojo Satoru did not expect such a result.

When he came to Huozhong, he also came to the Armed Detective Agency. He only felt that the place was a little strangely quiet, and it seemed that there had been a war here.

And he didn't see his cute student with cherry pink short hair, or his squinting friend who wore a cassock with balls on his head.

And seeing his arrival, everyone in the Armed Detective Agency was silent, and Yosano Akiko just asked Gojo Satoru to put Nakaya in the treatment room without saying anything, but she lacked the usual queen-like aura.

"What... happened here?" The atmosphere was too dull, and Gojo Satoru, who was also being treated while waiting, finally couldn't help but speak.

But because he was still thinking about the injured Chuya, there was no relaxation on his face, his delicate face was tense, and his eyes were terribly gloomy.

The members of the Armed Detective Agency who observed Gojo Satoru's expression: "..." This... This is, you are angry...

Will you be even more angry after knowing the truth...

Kunikida lowered his head slightly, with a painful expression on his face, when he heard Gojo Satoru's question, a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes.

But as the biggest parent in the Armed Detective Agency other than Fukuzawa Yukichi, he had to face the question Gojo Satoru asked.

And give the other party a real answer.

So he took a step forward under Gou Juanji's worried gaze, and bowed deeply to Gojo Satoru.

"I'm sorry, Gojo-kun, we failed your entrustment and failed to save your students and your friends, not even our president."

Gojo Wu frowned when he heard the words: "What's going on?"

"Just in the morning, Fukuji Sakurachi of the wild dog came to the Armed Detective Agency, and he came with the arrest warrant and arrest warrant of Knotabazu-san, and already..." Speaking of this, Kunikida's face showed a trace of unbearable, But he still gritted his teeth and finished the sentence, "And Knotweed has been arrested by the military and police. Mr. Xia You and our president have also been...all taken away by Fukuchi Sakura."

"Fukuchi Sakurachi..." Gojo Gojo's eyes froze, and he had already remembered this Fukuchi Sakurachi in his heart.

It seems that here just now was a fight with Fukuchi Sakurachi and the others.

wrong.

In the blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered something.

No, he must have overlooked something.

"How do they know that Yuren is still alive?" Gojo Satoru remembered that the current file of Knotabagi Yuhito should show "dead".

So how did the people in the military and police know that Knotweed Yuren was still alive?

Even if it was Fukuji Sakurachi who saw Knotabazu Yuuhito when he came to the Armed Detective Agency, he should not know each other.

A first-year student in the high school of conjuration, to Fukuji Sakurachi, a bigwig in the military and police circles, should be just an insignificant person.

unless……

"Could it be that the high-level executives of your magic world have already contacted the military and police circles?" Luanbu guessed.

Gojo Satoru nodded, this was also the result of his guess.

It's just that those old oranges can really stretch out their hands so long that they can even control the well-known wild dogs in the military and police circles.

Moreover, this time, the timing was so coincidental that it was hard for him not to suspect that that Fukuji Sakurachi was with the real person who was spying on Nakaya's soul.

I really underestimated you.

Gojo Satoru sneered.

Sure enough, he shouldn't be merciful in the first place. Would killing all those people cause a lot of trouble?

"But having said that, the strongest king, have you seen Dazai-san?" Several people were silent for a while, then Luanbu suddenly made a sound.

"I see, don't say you let him go." Gojo Satoru nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Well... that's right." Ranbu nodded directly and admitted, "Because there is indeed a cargo ship from the port Mafia entering the port this afternoon, I guess the people there will take this opportunity to make trouble, so I asked Dazai-san to go to the dock to find You guys, please ask for foreign aid, I didn’t expect Fukuchi Sakurachi to come over in the morning, Dazai-san’s phone can’t even get through, so…”

Only then did Gojo Satoru remember the "surprise" that Osamu Dazai said.

Does it mean that you can meet him and let him come to the Armed Detective Agency for support?

"Why don't you just call me?"

"Mr. Strongest, if you look at your phone now, you will know why we didn't call you."

Gojo Satoru took out his phone.

Wutiaowu: "..."

out of battery!The phone can't get through at all!

"That's also..."

Forget it, as opponents, they won't have Zhongye's phone number either.

Well, he admitted that this time he was indeed negligent.

At this moment, Akiko Yosano came out of the treatment room.

Wujo Wuxun looked at the reputation, and immediately walked to Xie Ye's side, with a slightly anxious tone: "How is Chuya?"

"It's completely healed, but he's still sleeping, you can go in and have a look." Yosano Akiko said, "Just don't let him use his powers so violently recently, he may appear a little weak recently , but not serious."

Gojo Satoru nodded, indicating that he understood.

He turned around and walked into the treatment room, and the person he was thinking about was indeed lying on the bed and fast asleep.

It's great that you're okay.

The breath I had been carrying was finally let go, and an indescribable sense of exhaustion came to my heart.

Gojo Satoru walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, put his head close to the crest of Chuya's neck, sucked his nose, the tip of his nose lingered with a familiar breath, Gojo Satoru finally curled the corners of his mouth in relaxation.

Then he took another deep breath, greedily wanting to inhale all the breath of his lover into his lung cavity.

Suddenly, he felt a slight weight on his head, Gojo Satoru's pupils shrank, and the well-shaped eye sockets turned red again.

Then, he heard the drowsy, hoarse and soft voice, but it was very familiar to him.

"Don't worry... I'm fine..."

Gojo Satoru raised his head quietly, only to find that this person, without even opening his eyes, was still thinking about not letting himself worry.

A sour and sweet feeling swelled in my heart, filling the whole heart bit by bit.

China also...

He lightly rubbed Chuya's neck, his hand held the hand covering his hair, and closed his eyes in peace.

My Chuya...

"Sorry for hurting you."

It's okay, idiot.

Zhong also said so in his heart.