Goujin has something to say

Kunzhang Yuren stretched out his hand to cover that eye and that mouth apologetically, and the young man looked distressed: "I'm sorry, didn't I scare you? I don't know what's going on."

Fukagawa Kirei waved his hands and stood up. The light-colored soul belonged to the boy in front of him, while the soul of the Cursed King was extremely evil, and the backlash came very quickly. Fukagawa Kirei began to cry crazily.

Knotaba Yuhito was in a hurry, he took out a pack of napkins from his pocket, and handed it to Fukagawa Kirei nervously: "Are you all right? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

Fu Heihui glanced at Wujo Wu, who shrugged without any guilt.

Fukagawa Kirei took the tissue from Kiwi Yuhito's hand, and waved his hand while weeping: "It's okay, it's not your problem."

Of course Gojo Satoru didn't come to watch the dating scripts of teenagers, he called out to this strange boy, and asked Knotabagi Yuhito to release the special magic spirit in his body.

Fu Heihui on the side frowned: "Teacher Wutiao!"

Gojo Satoru, who is doing stretching exercises while sitting: "Anxin~ Hui, go and take care of little Kirei first."

Fukagawa Kirei stood aside and wept with his head bowed, Gojo Satoru was exchanging lessons with that super curse spirit in Knotashi Yuhito (?), Fukuroe remained vigilant, and he handed Fukagawa Kirei a clean handkerchief.

He was a little worried: "It's okay, Senior Fukagawa."

Fukagawa Kirei: "The king of curses is amazing."

Fu Heihui was speechless: "..."

The flying dust covered part of the attacking action, Gojo Satoru was just doing a simple defense, and the Cursed King, who only had the power of one finger, seemed to be able to punch one.

Fukagawa Kirei's tears flowed more and more fiercely. She also had this reaction when she first saw Osamu Dazai, but it was far from reaching the current level.

Fukagawa Kirei decided not to use supernatural powers to look at the boy named Knotaba Yuhito in the future.

The battle over there quickly came to an end, Gojo Satoru carried away the unconscious Knotabazu Yuhito, leaving Fukuro Megumi and Fukagawa Kirei on the empty platform.

The lacrimal glands secreted tears uncontrollably, Fukagawa Kirei looked at Megumi Fukuro who was standing next to him, and sent a text message to the assistant supervisor, and asked the assistant supervisor to go to the side to buy a glass of water.

The young man clicked his tongue, put the phone in his pocket, and patted Yugou's head to let it go back.

"Senior Fukagawa, let's go."

Fukagawa Kirei followed him and whispered, "Don't tell Mr. Thorn."

Fukuroe opened the car door and let Fukagawa Kirei sit in first: "If you can recover before returning to the high school, senior."

Fukagawa Kirei rubbed inside silently, Fukuroe sat in the front seat of the car, and handed the mineral water placed there to Fukagawa Kirei behind.

The assistant supervisor turned around abruptly, she locked Fu Heihui with her eyes, Fu Heihui and her stared at each other for three seconds, the boy was helpless.

"Please don't look at me like that, I didn't do it."

The auxiliary supervisor's body twisted a little more: "Little Kirei, if you are being bullied, just tell me directly, no matter who it is, I will scold him for you!"

Fukagawa Kirei was moved: "Seeing the King of Curses burns my eyes."

The assistant supervisor choked: "...Oh, oh."

Fu Heihui was helpless: "Let's go, if you don't go back to school, Senior Goujuan will be worried."

The assistant supervisor calmed down, she drove as quietly as a chicken, the sound of paper being pulled from the back seat of the car didn't stop for a moment, and soon returned to the High School of Conjuration.

Fu Heihui took off his seat belt, he leaned out and glanced back: "Senior Shen Chuan, haven't the tears stopped yet?"

Fukagawa Kirei's eyes were red, and his voice cracked a bit: "I hate the two-faced Su Nuo."

"Senior Fukagawa." Megumi Fukuro sighed, got out of the car and opened the door on the side of Kirei Fukagawa: "I'll explain the situation to Senior Inumaki, he shouldn't be very angry."

Fukagawa Kirei let out a muffled "Hmm".

Fu Heihui nodded towards the assistant supervisor, who was still very worried, but after all, it was getting late at night, and she couldn't stay too long before the High School of Conjuration.

Fukuro Megumi went to hand over the task first, and Fukagawa Kirei walked slowly towards the school gate alone, and Fukuro Megumi stuffed a pack full of napkins in his hand.

In the night, Jujugao lit a warm yellow light, and moved step by step towards the place where the light source was. The light slowly covered her body. Fukagawa Kirei took a deep breath, and blinked vigorously.

Her instincts smelled something familiar.

There was a cloud of water vapor in front of my eyes, a yellow circle of light dangled in front of my eyes, and there was an uninvited visitor standing at the gate of the school.

Under the light, the black-haired boy put one hand in his pocket, and tapped the interface with the other hand on his mobile phone. The bandages on his face were wrapped neatly today, and he looked like a human being, with obedient and soft downcast eyes.

Fukagawa Kirei rubbed her eyes, coughed lightly and called out the name of the familiar boy over there: "Dazai."

Osamu Dazai raised his head upon hearing the sound, and was about to bend the corners of his mouth to say hello when he saw Fukagawa Kirei's red eyes.

"Ah... what's the matter?"

Looking at his expression, Fukagawa Kirei knew that it was a misunderstanding. She had never cried in front of her colleagues since she stayed in the port mafia, so calling Nakahara Chu while crying made him so angry.

As for how Osamu Dazai would react, although she had never seen it before, she always felt something was wrong.

The girl's tone was serious: "I can explain..."

"I've said it many times, Kirei-chan." The young man walked forward with his hands in his pockets, his eyes slightly squinted, and no specific emotion could be seen on his face: "Just a few days ago, I was cursed or cursed Did the bully shed tears? Isn’t this world not suitable for you at all.”

Fukagawa Kirei opened her mouth, tears began to flow down uncontrollably again, she struggled a bit inwardly, she lowered her head and took out a piece of paper to wipe away the tears first.

Osamu Dazai walked in front of her. The boy was a head taller than her, covering most of the light behind him: "You and that spellcaster are not on the same side, so go back with me? There is nothing wrong with being a mafia okay."

"Dazai! Stop!" Fukagawa Kirei raised her head, and she pretended to be Dazai and said to herself, "Why did you come to Tokyo?"

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes slightly bent: "I just passed by on a business trip, so I stopped by to see our Miss Shashen who is out on the job."

lie.Fukagawa Kirei sighed.Mori Ogai would never send Osamu Dazai to travel outside Yokohama.

"The conjuration side asked me to come here." The boy shrugged and told the truth: "It is said that it is a super-level curse. I want me to try to use supernatural powers to see if it can be eliminated."

Fukagawa Kirei frowned: "I heard it was fingers, or twenty. If it works, do you have to keep it on your body all the time? It's kind of disgusting!"

"Uh...that's it...it's really disgusting, can you let Chuya eat it?"

Fukagawa Kirei looked at Osamu Dazai, who was serious and terribly speaking, with a shocked expression of "what are you talking about?": "Have you already hated it to this extent?"

The boy smiled harmlessly: "After all, Kirei knew me first, but it seems that he has a better relationship with Chuya."

"By the way, I have one more thing to tell you." Osamu Dazai raised his hand, and his cold fingertips touched Fukagawa Kirei's cheek, obviously putting his hands in his pockets did not give him much warmth: "About the former leader and you, Find a place to talk in detail?"

Dazai wiped away her tears with his thumb, Fukagawa Kirei blinked, she wanted to back away, but Dazai couldn't let her do it.

The young man's voice was deliberately raised by himself, and the tone was subtly joyful: "Although Kirei-chan is cute when he cries, if I were here, I would definitely not let you be in a crying situation."

Her tears did not continue to flow, the boy with the ability of [Disqualification in the World] stopped Fukagawa Kirei from losing control in the reverse direction.

Fukagawa Kirei patted his arm, expressionless: "Quickly let go, don't mess with married women."

Osamu Dazai stopped: "What's the matter, do we still care about this between the two of us?"

Fukagawa Kirei rolled his eyes a little in his heart, and immediately realized something was wrong... Oops, why did tears start to flow as soon as he let go.

"Look, it's not that I can't let go."

A voice that did not belong to the two came from the entrance of the Conjuration Specialist: "...Salmon roe."

Clearly she didn't do anything, but Fukagawa Kirei felt as if she was being raped. She quickly took two steps back to distance herself from Osamu Dazai, and suddenly felt a little annoyed at her reaction like a guilty conscience. .

"... Lord Thorn!"

The lights shrouded Fukagawa Kirei again, and the spellcaster who had just rushed to the school gate saw the tear stains on her face and the red eye sockets.

——The string in the dog's brain snapped in an instant.

Osamu Dazai watched the spell master striding towards this side, and took Fukagawa Kirei's hand over his own, without even looking at the other person present, he dragged the girl who hadn't reacted yet to the campus.

Fukagawa Kirei glanced at Dazai, he looked at the dog with no kindness in his eyes, the girl mouthed warningly, and Dazai waved his hand after receiving it.

The wrist was held with a certain strength, Fukagawa Kirei could feel the pain from the wrist.

Teenagers who cannot express themselves in words are expressing their emotional dissatisfaction in this way.

Fukagawa Kirei wanted to loosen the strength in his hands, and whispered, "Tricky-kun?"

"Don't talk just yet."

Fukagawa Kirei suppressed her anger in just a few words, and Fukagawa Kirei couldn't see the expression on the dog's face, but she knew that it seemed and should be better to shut up now.

...It's all Dazai Osamu's fault! ! !

There were only two people walking in the empty school. The dog curly thorn held her hand until the door of the dormitory. The boy opened the door of his room and left it open—I don’t know if he meant to have a private chat with her .

Fukagawa Kirei hesitated for a moment, then took two steps inside, and saw the dog Curly Tobacco taking off his coat and casually throwing it on the back of the sofa.

He didn't even look at Fukagawa Kirei from the beginning to the end.

The girl closed the door, and she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, her lacrimal glands were still secreting fluid, and her vision was blurry.

She put herself in her shoes and thought for a moment, if she saw Goujuan-kun and a woman with a good relationship doing such a thing, she would definitely explode on the spot, she was indeed wrong, and she had to apologize.

Dog Curly Thorn's hand to turn on the light paused. He finally turned on a small light in the room. The warm yellow light would not irritate her eyes, but the boy still ignored Fukagawa Kirei. After entering the room, Doing your own thing on your own.

Fukagawa Kirei trotted to the desk of Gokuzuchi, and took out a tissue to wipe away his tears.

Not only seeing the close relationship between Dazai Osamu and Fukagawa Kirei, but the main point of the dog's anger is because she saw her uncontrollable tears - the magician himself very, very disapproved of her participation in these magic worlds things.

But after wiping away the tears, Fukagawa Kirei followed behind him like a little tail, she didn't speak, just walked around the room with the dog in silence.

Clap, clack, the slippers collided with the uncarpeted ground, making a small sound, the dog took one step, and Fukagawa Kirei took two smaller steps to keep up.

Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath, the dog curly spine told himself not to be soft-hearted on this matter.

The spellcaster stopped by the bed. He felt that he needed to speak clearly with Fukagawa Kirei. Just as he turned around, the girl behind him lowered her head and didn't notice his pause. Her vision was blurred again, and she bumped into him.

The dog Curly Thorn opened his eyes wide, and the lights in the room were dim, but the young man with superior dynamic vision could see her lowering her head and weeping.

The soft bed sagged, and the dog curly spine subconsciously protected Fukagawa Kirei first, and the latter quickly stretched out his hands to support his sides.

Time froze for a few seconds, and tears dripped down his cheeks.

Fukagawa Kirei pursed her lips. She looked down at the dog's face from above, and her gaze passed over his slightly astonished expression, and finally landed on his lips. .

Gokumaki opened his mouth, he wanted Fukagawa Kirei to get off his body.

Fukagawa Kirei saw the small tattoo on the tip of his tongue, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Thorn."

She bent down, put her hands on both sides of the dog's curly thorn, and touched his artery with her thumb. The rhythm of her heartbeat seemed to spread to another person along the tactile nerve. The strength of the palm on Kirei's waist slightly loosened, and the gazes of the two intersected in the air.

"It's just that when I came back with Fuhei, I ran into Dazai at the door. I shed tears because I saw the soul of the cursed king. Dazai's supernatural power is nullified. If Mr. Thorn doesn't like it, I won't let him touch him again. I will always only like Mr. Thorn, explain it."

Silence hung in the air for a while.

The boy's breathing seemed to relax, Fukagawa Kirei lowered his head, put his hand on the dog's hand, clasped his wrist against the soft bed, his long black hair drooped, and rubbed against the dog's neck A little itchy.

The protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Fukagawa Kirei's tearing symptoms hadn't disappeared. She pressed his wrist, and dropped kisses on the neck of the struggling magician.

The dog curled spine felt the cold water droplets dripping on his neck, and the water droplets were pulled by gravity and slid to the side, leaving a water mark.

"Mr. Thorn, you are legal at the age of 13." The golden-eyed demon left a small tooth mark on his fair skin, and the magician let out an indiscernible gasp. The gear stuck inside was forced to move. "I asked Senior Sister before."

so cute.Fukagawa Kirei thought.

His cheeks were flushed, the hand on her waist was stiff, the boy slightly raised his head, and Fukagawa Kirei was almost completely against him.The muscles all over the conjurer tensed, and Fukagawa Kirei's hand slid down his wrist, holding his cheek.

She kissed upwards along the beautiful neck line, every time the boy below struggled, Fukagawa Kirei would bite at the place where the kiss fell.

All the lights should be turned on.The dog Curly Thorn thought.

The devil's voice was in his ears, gently hooking his heartstrings: "Mr. Thorn, leave it to me?"

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