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Zhong Yuanzhong also adjusted the position of the headset, crossing his legs for a more comfortable position.

The port mafia lost one combat power, and the burden on Nakahara Nakaya suddenly increased a lot. In order to prevent the newly promoted combat power of the port mafia from dying of overwork, Osamu Dazai was reluctantly dispatched by Mori Ogai to assist in combat.

Tonight's battle came to an early conclusion, Nakahara Chuya stared quietly at the phone interface with his arms folded.

Fukagawa Kirei agreed to have a video call with him tonight, and Dazai Osamu got the news through some channel and followed him. As for why he didn't call himself—Fukagawa Kirei blocked him.

The almighty Osamu Dazai certainly has a way to get himself out of the blacklist, but he knows that if he uses this method to communicate with Fukagawa Kirei, it is very likely that this person will look good-tempered, but in fact he only treats special people The friendly Miss Shashen was even more angry.

At the second when the time on the phone jumped to the appointed time, Fukagawa Kirei's application for a video call arrived as scheduled.

Zhongyuan Zhongye connected in seconds, and the appearance of a business traveler was displayed on the rectangular screen.

Nakahara Chuya: ... But who is so leisurely on a business trip!

Fukagawa Kirei squared the camera, picked up a towel with one hand to wipe his long wet hair, and greeted his friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time: "Chuya, good evening!"

Nakahara also glanced at the image on the phone screen, Fukagawa Kirei's face turned rosy, he endured it and asked, "Are you in a good mood?"

Fukagawa Kirei sat cross-legged on the bed, his long black hair that hadn't been blown dry draped over his shoulders.

"It's okay? It's just that mathematics is a bit difficult to learn, but the life of middle school students is still very leisurely." Fukagawa Kirei looked up at the ceiling and thought for a while: "And the big progress in love?"

"Didn't you make great progress last time? Wait a minute... you two aren't from the same school, are you?" Zhongyuan Zhong also had a feeling that the raised cabbage was being pushed: "Together?"

Fukagawa Kirei said heartily, "Not yet!"

Nakahara Chuya frowned, and glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was sitting next to him, who didn't seem to care what was said here: "...When is the school holiday, Chief Mori will send someone to pick you up."

Zhongyuan Zhong almost didn't directly write "You fucking come back soon, I don't want to do it anymore" written on his face.

Fukagawa Kirei leaned back and swayed backwards and forwards: "No - yes - next time! This time I'm going out to play, give me a vacation please Chuya, please please."

Nakahara Chuya was keen: "Go out to play? With whom?"

Fukagawa Kirei stuck out his tongue in silence.

——What is this feeling of falling in love without telling parents?

The orange-haired boy has a serious expression. He seems to mind Fukagawa Kirei's negligence of duty. He is actually worried that Fukagawa Kirei will suffer any harm if he steps into the world of magicians he doesn't understand. Dazai who has been silent next to him Zhi suddenly spoke.

"Nakaya-kun~ don't be so boring." Dazai Osamu moved the chessboard on the table, and the wrapped bandages made his fair skin look sick: "After all, Kirei-chan is still a beautiful adolescent girl, so old-fashioned words will Oh, she hates it."

Fukagawa Kirei clasped his arms around his chest and echoed, "Pickled caviar!"

"Dazai, you fucking..." Nakahara Chuya's eyes twitched just as he was about to explode, but the topic changed: "Fukagawa Kirei, what are pickled caviar?"

Fukagawa Kirei was triumphant: "It means um. I thought it was cute when Komaki-kun said this, so I just used it!"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Zhong Yuanzhong also wiped his face, feeling tired from various aspects: "You... Forget it, tell Chief Sen yourself."

Fukagawa Kirei raised his hands and cheered, "Yeah! Chuya is the best!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Go blow your hair."

He hung up the video call.

Quiet then pervaded the office that Mori Ogai assigned to Chuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and did not speak, Chuya Nakahara clicked on Fukagawa Kirei's avatar, exited, opened, and exited again.

They would have been the same.

——Central Plains doesn't like spellcasters either.

In the planned future track, Fukagawa Kirei will become the mainstay of the port mafia in the future. She may be one of the five major cadres, one of the people standing at the top of the dark world, and she will never say "I decided to quit the port." Mafia" and so on.

Zhongyuan also doesn't like dog curly thorns, and Dazai Osamu does the same.

Nakahara is also a latecomer, he can feel that the connection between Dazai Osamu and Fukagawa Kirei is different from his own.

So Osamu Dazai's abnormal calm made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Dazai." The orange-haired boy rubbed his hair irritably, and looked towards the sofa: "After listening, you can get out."

Osamu Dazai paused, Nakahara Chuya frowned and looked over, and saw the pure black boy's smile completely disappeared, his eyes downcast and his face indifferent, as if he was indifferently placing the chess pieces on the table.

The light shone on the chessboard with slightly worn edges. It was a chessboard that Zhongyuanzhong had never touched. He clicked his tongue impatiently.

"Are you here to write the report?"

The black-haired boy focused on the chessboard in his hand, "Don't worry, Chuya-kun... wait a minute, I'm thinking about something very important."

Osamu Dazai moved the pieces in his hand, and moved the queen from the shadow to the lighted foothold.

Nakahara also felt something was wrong from this tone of voice. From the beginning of the acquaintance, Dazai Osamu was a fool, who didn't care about anything and took everything in his hands.

To him, what is Fukagawa Kirei?

"Kirei is rarely so happy." Nakahara Chuya warned, and the orange-haired boy's tone was very unfriendly: "Don't do anything to that spellcaster."

Osamu Dazai curled the corner of his mouth, but he didn't speak.

After a few moves, the queen returned from the light to the shadow

"It's okay, Chuya." The black-haired boy shrugged, his expression was relaxed, and there was even a little joy that was rarely seen on the surface: "Believe me, she will be back."

……

Fukagawa Kirei, who was far away in Tokyo, hung up the phone, crawled off the bed, and obediently blew his hair clean.

The landlord's mother-in-law knocked on the door with a fruit plate, Fukagawa Kirei put down the things in his hand and quickly went to open the door first.

"Grandma? What's the matter?"

The gray-haired old lady passed the fruit plate forward: "I cut the fruit for you."

Fukagawa Kirei took it in surprise: "Thank you mother-in-law!"

I don't know why, but the landlady's mother-in-law likes Fukagawa Kirei very much. It may be that the lonely old man subconsciously treats the little girl as his own child, and the frequency of feeding her is enough to fatten her up.

The mother-in-law smiled and asked her to go to bed early, and girls should not stay up too late.

Fukagawa Kirei: "Good!"

After closing the door and putting down the fruit plate, she remembered that she hadn't told the dog Curly Thorn that she wanted to invite him to the amusement park.

[Please don't reject me: Mr. Goujuan—are you free on Saturday and Sunday? 】

[Please don't reject me: Mr. Mori's friend gave me two tickets to the playground as a thank you for completing the mission on this business trip, can I invite you? 】

【Please don't reject me: pitiful.jpg】

Fukagawa Kirei took a bite of an apple and put it in her mouth. She was very quiet while eating, her eyes were fixed on the phone page, and she saw [typing in progress...]

After a while, no news came out, even a character like Fukagawa Kirei began to get nervous.

Of course she knew that this was a date application, and she specially chose it on a rather special day, which was Fukagawa Kirei's chosen birthday for herself.

—— Fukagawa Kirei planned to confess on that day.

It's not a bad thing for a beautiful girl to take the initiative, and she never thought that the spellcaster could take the initiative to speak, and when her thoughts were a little bit empty, the phone vibrated when she received a message.

[The cutest dog in the world: Mmm. 】

The remark was changed without authorization, without letting Gou Juanji know.

Fukagawa Kirei was satisfied, she took the chair with rollers around and almost knocked over the fruit plate on the table.

When Goujuanji received the news, Gojo Satoru was describing the recent situation to the first graders.

The four first-year students sat in two rows, each with their own posture, and a spellcaster who pulled up his collar secretly looked at his phone with his head down in front of the almighty Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru didn't care. After all, he was also a prickly head himself, and he had a high tolerance for adolescent children: "This is a period of high incidence of curses. You should know that almost all the second and third graders are on business trips, and the fourth graders are abroad. There will be a lot of single-player missions recently."

Yigu Youtai needs exercise, and letting Panda or Chanyuan Maki take him to actual combat is also a good way to improve his strength.

Gojo Satoru said the main point of tonight: "And, the curse master's activities have become more frequent recently, everyone should pay attention."

The first graders looked up.

As humans with the power of magic, cursers and conjurers are different.

Conjurers exist to protect humans, and cursers are a collection of villains.

The blindfolded strongest conjurer handed them the document on the desktop: "Recently they are conducting human experiments, and the primary target is the single conjurer. Be careful when you go out on missions."

Zenyuan Maki clenched the magic tool in her hand: "Tsk, those scumbags."

The panda explained to Yi Gu Youtai the origin of the curse master and the past deeds in a low voice.

Not all human beings can possess spell power. In order to improve their own strength, some curse masters will use illegal channels to conduct research on humans with spell power.

The dog curly spine lowered its head and let out a "hmm".

Gojo Satoru seemed to take a special look at him.

Humanity's strongest magician intentionally or unintentionally mentioned a sentence: "Oh, by the way, people around you should also pay attention, try to avoid contact with ordinary people during this time-well, but you don't have any ordinary friends... …Right?"

The other three first graders cast their eyes on the dog curly spine on the right rear seat at the same time.

Gou Juanji glanced at the [hmm] he had just replied on the screen, and fell silent.