Conjuring Ceiling runs with his best friend

Now that it is decided to overthrow the top management of the magic world, the first problem that needs to be solved is the shortage of manpower.

Xia Youjie looked around, saw two or three big cats and kittens, and sighed inwardly.There is no way, the number of conjurers is scarce, and their power has just started. Being able to gather so many people is already a strong appeal for the two of them.

"So for the next period of time, our focus will be on recruiting new recruits," he pressed the table, his gentle smile revealing a tough taste, "but I want to emphasize that everyone here is a person of trustworthy character , I hope the same is true for future companions, we do not accept garbage."

Xia Youjie thought of all kinds of curse masters he had encountered before, treacherous, murderous, and morally corrupt, and a trace of disgust flashed in his clear eyes: "Ability can be cultivated, but character cannot be inferior. This is the biggest requirement." .”

"If you meet a gifted child, you can also bring it back to see," Gojo Satoru added, "We need different types of talents, and we don't have to be limited to conjurers."

This is also the experience he gained through his 28-year-old self. The ideology and character of adults have been finalized, but children still have the potential to cultivate and guide. Companions who are good at planning, partners who know how to manage, and all kinds of talents are needed, and they must not be limited to the three-acre land of the magic world.

Xia Youjie also acquiesced to this point, and he will gradually overcome his habitual discrimination against non-artists.

However, the recruitment of personnel and the growth of power take time to brew. All they need to do now is to accumulate strength silently, and wait for the eruption, which must be a tsunami that sweeps across the entire magic world.

A few months have passed in a blink of an eye, and with the fluttering snow whitening the earth, it is coming again in December.

"Last year was too busy and I didn't even celebrate your birthday. This year you will be 20 years old. What do you want?" Early in the morning, Xia Youjie asked Wujou with his pillow in his arms.Last year, the two had just left the high school, and they had a hasty get-together for their birthdays. This year, they are finally getting on the right track, so they can celebrate well.

Gojo Satoru lifted the quilt, only showing two eyes, admiring the smiling boyfriend in the morning sun, "Then I want double the birthday present!"

"Okay."

"I want you to cook a big meal."

"I really can only cook at an average edible level...Okay, okay, I can cook, right?" Xia Youjie couldn't help but stare at him pitifully with those blue eyes, even if he knew he was Pretend.

"Go out on a date!" It's been a long time since they went out alone!Wujo Satoru was very dissatisfied with this.

Xia Youjie agreed to all the following requests one by one with a good temper. After all, it is a 20-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, and after wearing Wutiaowu's special cute cat filter, all the requests are not too much, even if you want to play a little bit at night new tricks.

However, Gojo Satoru's birthday celebration, which he was looking forward to so much, was destined to not go well.

"What's wrong?" Just after the meeting, Xia Youjie returned to the living room and saw Gojo Satoru throwing a piece of letter paper rattling.

Annoyed, he handed the letter in his hand to Xia Youjie, Gojo Wu hugged the pillow and puffed up his face: "The old man asked me to go back and do the coming-of-age ceremony, and at the same time inherit the position of the head of the family."

"This is a good thing." Xia Youjie scanned the long letter with a glance, "It seems that you have finally reconciled with your family?"

Patriarch Wutiao worked too hard when he was young, but now that he is getting older, the after-effects are fierce and he often falls ill. It is probably because of this that he is in a hurry to let Wujo Wu take the position.

"I've been back many times! He just wanted to be lazy. The old man in the Buddhist monastery is older than him, and they all look like 'the old man can work for another ten years'. Why did he want to give me trouble so early? ..." He vividly imitated the disobedient appearance of Zhipi people in the Buddhist monastery, and then put his head on Xia Youjie's lap, acting like a spoiled child.

Xia Youjie refolded the letter paper and slowly organized his words: "Because Wu is already an adult, he has to take responsibility."

He didn't expect Wujo Wujo to leave with him at the beginning, and there was also a reason for this. Unlike himself, Wujo was the sole heir of the Wujo family, and he had a heavier burden on him.

"And didn't you promise to make the Gojo family the largest family in the world of magic?" With claw-like hands, he gently massaged Gojo Satoru's scalp with his fingertips, and narrowed his blue eyes comfortably.

"I lied to him." Gojo Satoru muttered in a low voice. At first, he just wanted to keep the Gojo family from getting involved in his affairs.

Xia Youjie smiled in his eyes: "Yes, yes, but it's not a lie now. If we want to establish a new order, we can just let you take over. In this way, even if we don't mean it, the Wutiao family will naturally suppress you." One of the other families."

In the past few months, their actions have increased a bit. The Wutiao family has been paying attention to the movements here, and they probably have vaguely guessed what they want to do. Pave the way.

"Cut, old fox." Gojo Satoru is also very aware of the twists and turns in the middle, but he doesn't want to do what he wants, and always feels like he has lost.

Xia Youjie saw him curling his mouth unwillingly, smiled sullenly and lowered his voice, pretending to be old-fashioned, "You are only 20 years old, young man, don't demand so much of yourself." Then he returned to his original voice, pushing Gojo Satoru squinted at him, "Okay, let's go back. As for our own birthday party, how about a week earlier?" As the main character, it is absolutely impossible for Satoru to go back on the same day as the coming-of-age ceremony and inheritance ceremony of the big family.

Gojo Goku whimpered and went back to prepare to be promoted to the head of Gojo Goto. Xia Youjie, who had finally settled down alone, flipped through the documents in his hand, and suddenly felt an unspeakable loneliness.In the past year or so, the two of them have hardly been separated for more than two days. Even if there are long-distance commissions, Gojo Satoru always cheats by relying on his ability to teleport.

"Really," he shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm spoiled."

As he spoke, he cleared away the flashing figures in his mind, and buried himself in the official documents again.

Dong dong dong

Lena knocked on the door and came in, handing over a stack of documents: "Master Xia You, this is a secret commission from the Yokohama government. There is a suspected phenomenon of resurrection from the dead over there. Some people suspect that the curse is causing trouble."

"The government of Yokohama? Shouldn't they have sent missions to the conjurer? How did they find us? Don't we still have the sign of the curser?" Xia Youjie took the document, a little surprised, it was the first time for them Received an official commission, and doesn't Yokohama prefer to use different abilities to solve problems?

"It was issued through Mr. Fujii's private channel. They probably wanted to take multiple measures, and they didn't want to make a big fuss." Lena had already investigated it clearly.As an autonomous concession, Yokohama has always rejected the entry of external forces, and the magic world is not very familiar with this place, only knowing that a special ability called supernatural power prevails here.

Xia Youjie thought of Fujii, who had a good relationship with him, and suddenly realized that the task of the red curse that Wu went to do half a year ago was also his commission, but at that time he was just an ordinary official of the Ministry of Public Security.

"Almost forgot, Mr. Fujii has successfully boarded the Yokohama Councilor's seat?" He looked up and asked Lena, "Did we send a congratulatory gift?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he flicked the paper in his hand with his fingers, a little troubled: "But Wu will not be back for a few days, Lalu and the others also have missions, right? If that's the case, then I'll go~ this paragraph There is no time to do it, and I feel that my skills have become blunt." Xia Youjie smiled and complained to Lena, now that the opportunity to show off has come, he naturally cannot miss it.

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'Let me tell you, that bastard little man's wine is very bad! ' A voice chattered, 'Aren't peach blossoms beautiful!Why look down on Peach Blossom! '

Ohzo Oba, or Osamu Dazai as he is now, walks through the alleys of Yokohama alone.Hollow and gloomy iris-colored pupils, with a somewhat youthful and delicate side face, a calf-length black coat and white bandages wrapped randomly, floating in the shadows like a wandering soul, he accepted Mori Ogai's request, I am going to find someone to investigate the rumors of the resurrection of the ancestors.

'You're sick of it. ’ He frowned in embarrassment.

Half a year ago, an inexplicable voice suddenly appeared in his mind, claiming to be a writer, but it seemed that his memory was confused, and he often talked nonsense, Nakahara Chuya for a while, Ango Sakaguchi, Kazuo Tan, and Furong Yamazaki for a while. , There is no beginning or end to what he said, but occasionally he would say a few words that shocked Osamu Dazai.

'The sense of happiness sinks to the bottom of the river of sorrow and glows faintly, like gold dust. '

coming.He closed his eyes unbearably, and stood where he was: 'Let's die together. '

At first, Osamu Dazai thought that he finally could not stand this oxidized world, and fell into endless madness, and only then did he hear chaotic words, especially the voice that became more familiar as he heard it. After careful analysis, it was not his grown-up sound? !

But after many trials, he was either fortunate or disappointed to find that he was not crazy, on the contrary, the owner of that voice was very crazy.

Am I actually a lunatic in the parallel world?What has he been through?

That's right, Osamu Dazai has long accepted the existence of parallel worlds, and guessed from a few words that this voice is himself in the parallel world, but for some unknown reason, it came to him.

'How on earth did you disappear? '

He tried many methods, but none of them eliminated the "soul" attached to himself, and even suicide could not bring peace.

'I don't want to be with you either, the thought of being able to only talk to you makes me sick. 'In order to distinguish, we might as well call that voice Shuji Tsushima, Tsushima's indifferent tone was suddenly quite methodical, but the next second he was beaten back to his original form, 'Kawabata Yasunari is a villain!Give me back the Akutagawa Prize! '

But the two people who "look" at each other and hate each other can only be forced to endure this "cohabitation life" where they enter and exit together.

"I've changed my mind, please die alone." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and looked tired.He hasn't committed suicide in recent days, but when he thinks about dying with this kind of guy, he gets goosebumps all over his body. The originally clear river and straight trees don't look suitable for suicide.

The author has something to say: Enter the Yokohama copy!There are different kinds of cats and dogs in front of you, please be careful when you go out~

Such a thing as happiness will sink to the bottom of the river of sorrow and glow faintly, like gold dust. ——Osamu Dazai, "The Setting Sun"

感谢在2021-01-2822:41:53~2021-01-3000:00:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: not a soft rice man, 320091710 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!