The strongest he will never OOC

On April 4th, the spring break just ended, and college students entered the new school year one after another.

"Student Fuhei, you can just hand in the materials to the office of Principal Ye Moth. Senior Wutiao has already submitted the family admission notice for you, and the student card will be available within five days." Wutiao Wu didn't know he slipped away There, Yidizhi Jiegao was forced to take responsibility and led the newly enrolled classmate Fu Heihui to enter the college.

"It's troublesome." Fu Heihui said lightly, "Mr. Yidizhi, go and do your work. I can find an office, so I can go by myself."

Yidizhi Jiegao nodded, knowing that Fuhei was raised by Gojo Satoru (free-range) since he was a child, and he had been to the high school many times before, so he left with a lot of materials that needed to be processed with confidence.

"Yo, Hui." As soon as he opened the door, he saw the unreliable white-haired teacher lazily leaning against the desk, with one hand pinching the boxing bear curse, while greeting him with a smile, it seemed that he had just been Principal Noctua taught him a lesson.

And sitting in the corner of the office was the doctor's house, and Hei Hui showed a smile at him.

Ye Mozheng sat behind the desk, with blue veins popping on his forehead. Seeing Fu Heihui, he calmed down his anger decently, took the other party's admission materials, and glared at Gojo Wu with hatred, "Let Fu Hei take it by himself." Here are the materials, are you still a qualified guardian?"

"A qualified guardian is to cultivate the kid's ability to be independent." Gojo Satoru smiled and quibbled, "That's why we can cultivate talents like Hui, who are both beautiful and intelligent!"

Fu Heihui had a cold face, "Can I go, principal?"

"...Yes." Ye Mozhengdao sighed, "At present, the first graders are here alone. You will first conduct basic training courses with Maki and the others. You have the foundation and can keep up."

Fu Heihui nodded, closed the door and left.

Gojo Satoru turned around regretfully, "The stubborn temper of the puberty kid is really annoying. I feel like I was an obedient elementary school sea urchin head yesterday, but now I don't even say hello to my amiable guardian."

"How do you say hello? Do you still want him to call you daddy?" Jiarui Nitzi sneered, "The guardian who disappears for [-] days a year, the remaining two months will be hell training. I feel sad for Fu Hei."

"Glass, you don't understand, this is a free-range strategy." Gojo Satoru raised his index finger, serious, "It's like the chicken raised on the mountain is more delicious than the chicken raised in captivity. Letting them grow freely is the right thing to do!"

Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes.All the chickens raised in the house have gone somewhere, so they are free enough. Wutiaowu is still asking around for news about the day, and I don't know where the courage came to come to this conclusion.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Ye Mozheng knocked on the table, "Yokohama got news that there was an unknown curse causing chaos in the urban area. Dozens of Portmafia members disappeared overnight. Although no remains were found, they were all judged. for death."

"It's Yokohama again." Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, "That place is so full of disasters, whether it's the supernatural beings or the curses, they all run into it."

Jia Ruozi interrupted, grasping the point, "Why can it be judged as death without a body?"

"This is the key." Noctua Zhengdao pulled out a few photos from the folder, "This is a photo of the accident location of the mafia members."

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and glanced at it, and slowly put away his carefree expression.

The first thing that caught his eyes was a black thing. He looked at it for a long time before realizing that it was the ashes of the burnt thing. It was hard to imagine how big the fire was. Even the cement wall had a hole in it, and the edge was charred black. Like being scalded by magma.

The following photos are all like this, the blackened wall, the molten metal, and the bottom is not even carbonized, it can only be regarded as dust.

No wonder Noctua Zhengdao said that there is no body but it can prove death. With this posture, the bones are turned into powder.

"Although this is the case of Mafia, the commission we received was sent by the joint Yokohama Supernatural Secret Service Division and a place called the Armed Detective Agency." Ye Mozheng said solemnly, ""window" made a preliminary judgment. The event is caused by an unrecorded special curse, and you and Nitro need to go there. "

"Wait." Jia Ruozi pointed to himself, "Why should I go, I'm just a doctor who does not export by force."

Nitro is very clear about his own positioning. Although the "reversal technique" sounds awesome, but no matter how awesome it is, it is still a nanny model. In that case, it is impossible to bring a lump of carbon ashes back to life. Gojo Wu alone is enough dealt with.

"Because ordinary people have burns, ordinary hospitals can't treat the pain caused by the curse." Noctua said rightly, "Don't worry, they still have a female doctor over there, she won't be too busy."

female doctor?

Jia Ruzi raised his eyebrows, as if remembering that a friend he had acquainted with was also working as a doctor in Yokohama.

"There are more and more special grades recently." Wujo Wu frowned and thought, and the night moth thought he was going to draw some terrible conclusions, but the man's right hand hung down to his left palm, "Okay, this time we must try something new. The condensed milk cheese buns that came out last time were sold out without even queuing up."

Nocturne is right:  …

He shouldn't expect to hear something serious from Gojo Satoru.

The uncle principal took out the curse skeleton he poked halfway from the drawer, and waved his hand, "That's the way it is, go back and pack it up, and leave at six in the afternoon."

"Yes—" Gojo Satoru nodded lazily.

·

"What's your reason for doing this?" In the corner cafe, a single-eyed curse spirit with a volcanic head was propped up on the table, "Letting me do so many cases is undoubtedly exposing us directly to the eyes of the magician. No benefit to the plan!"

[&! %...&￥#@】Calm down, slow.

Next to it, another human-shaped curse spirit with branches growing from its eyes spoke. It was clearly a mixed sound without any meaning, but anyone could understand its meaning.

"Shut up Hua Yu, it's disgusting!" Leu Hu cursed, and black smoke choked out from Huo Huan's head.

"Oh, that's strange." The waitress at the front desk wondered, "Why did it suddenly become hot?"

"Let's warm up in April." The coffee shop owner smiled, "Go and open the window to get some air, and send the order to the detective agency on the fourth floor."

"it is good."

Leu Hu glanced to the side, sneered, "Hypocritical human beings."

click.

The screeching sound of the metal spoon being scraped across the plate, the long-haired boy who hadn't made a sound in front of Leu Hu raised his head, and licked the cream on the spoon with the bright red tip of his tongue, which was exquisite and evil.

"Why is there no benefit?" The young man snorted, answering Leu Hu's last question.

A red octopus fetus floated beside him, staring blankly at the coffee customer next to him.The customer suddenly shivered, feeling as if he was being watched by something sticky, and hurriedly paid and left.

"Didn't you say that the conjurer named Gojo Wu is particularly powerful?" Leo Hu frowned, "You just said that that guy was attracted by the murder case, isn't that trying to scare the snake away?"

"Frighten the snake?" The young man laughed happily, and the scar on his forehead twitched as the corners of his eyebrows twitched, "No, no, we call it leading a snake out of its hole."

The guest on the other side stared at him with a strange look, and then there was pity in his eyes, such a poor child, it’s a pity that he is so good-looking, it’s a pity that his face is disfigured, and his head doesn’t seem to work very well, a person said there It's been a long time talking and laughing, it's weird.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you think our purpose is?" The boy raised his eyes.

Leu Hu said: "Kill all human beings?"

"How to kill them all?" The young man tilted his head, showing an innocent look, "As long as Wujo Wu exists in the world, your wish will never be fulfilled."

"So you brought him here to kill him?" Leu Hu frowned.

The boy shrugged, noncommittal.

[%...￥￥*%? ? *$%#￥%] Isn’t that man the strongest?Just that we can kill him?

Hana turned her head.

"Of course you can't, he is a conjurer with "no lower limit spells", no matter what you do, you can't kill him. The young man touched the scar on his forehead with his fingertips, "But isn't there me?"I can touch him. "

——As long as he can meet that man and break through the "No Lower Limit Spell", then he can get the perfect body of "Six Eyes".

There was a sweet smile on the young man's face, leaving a scar on that body, just thinking about it makes one's heart surge.

"Let's go." He got up and tied his long hair, "It's time to go to work."

Under the weird eyes of ordinary people, the boy left the coffee shop talking to himself, "Leave a flame, and burn this building down in 10 minutes."

—Tch, what a conceited brat.

Leu Hu groaned, but still obeyed his instructions, leaving a tiny flame in the corner.

·

Upstairs from the cafe, Armed Detective Agency.

The black-haired man slumped on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, and his iris-colored pupils quickly swept around.

"What's the matter Dazai, finally woke up from yesterday's hangover?" Kunikida Doppo walked past him holding a notebook, with a mocking tone, "Have you studied the fact that drinking alcohol at [-] degrees can't kill people? "

Osamu Dazai didn't make a sound, he sniffed the air with his nose, "Ah, I seem to smell burning."

"It's charcoal roasted coffee from the owner of the coffee shop downstairs." Kunikida Doppo came back with another stack of documents, "Not for you."

"No." Osamu Dazai got up and walked around, his keen alertness made him not look back, "I'll go down for a while."

"Hey, don't try to leave the work to me alone!" Kunikida turned his head, and before he could utter the curse, he could only see the swaying door of the detective agency creaking and creaking in place.

This irresponsible bastard...

The glass door of the coffee shop slowly opened.

"Hey, Mr. Dazai." The waiter at the front desk said hello, "I missed a cup of coffee just now, and I want to deliver it later."

"Thank you, but there's no need." Osamu Dazai was always patient with the lady, he smiled slightly, and pulled the collar of the windbreaker, "But is it a little hot in the store?"

"It seems to be a little bit." The waitress said while doing the work in hand, "I just opened the window to let in the wind, maybe it will be fine in a while—"

Before the words finished, Dazai Osamu had already walked in front of her, and pointed to the handkerchief on her chest, "Excuse me, can I have a look at that?"

"Ah—ah?" The waitress blushed suddenly, and quickly handed him the handkerchief, "Please, please use it."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, opened the handkerchief folded into a tulip shape with his fingertips, and found a tiny spot of light at the crease.

"Human disqualification"

The light spot suddenly went out, and he rubbed his fingertips, as if he had been burned just now.

"Thank you, I'll return it to you." The man smiled and handed the handkerchief to the waitress. He just turned around and saw a pair of dark sunglasses and a head of bright white hair.

Dazai frowned, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Who is this guy, and he didn't realize that the other party was standing behind him at all.

"Hey, can you let me go if you don't want to buy something?" The white-haired sunglasses raised his chin lazily, and his eyes glanced at the handkerchief held by the waiter, "I want to order."

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