Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

Thanks to the pumpkin cart, the person Mafia at the port hates most in Tsukimiri Hiei appears.

Although Yuejian Ri Hongying is not popular enough to be loved by everyone, after all, his intermittent mouth and weird way of doing things are goodwill killers.

But even the few people who don't like him will not express their emotions very obviously because of his high-level status, top-notch strength, and many factors such as protecting his subordinates.

But now there is an exception.

The pumpkin cart incident caused a sensation in the entire port of Mafia, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke became known to everyone in the form of social death.

But this is not the most deadly thing. The most deadly thing is that there is a Dazai Osamu who ran out to watch the fun in order to catch fish.

As soon as he touched the pumpkin cart, the pumpkin cart disappeared.

He touched Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke woke up.

then……

Then there is no more.

Ashamed in front of the respected Mr. Dazai, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hatred for Tsukimi Ri Hongying reached an unprecedented peak, and his goal quickly upgraded from "defeating Tsukigami" to "killing Tsukigami".

——Only real death can resolve social death!

The iron head baby was born here.

Tsukimi Rihongei dodged the stabbing Kiba, and appeared behind Akutagawa Ryunosuke, raised his foot and aimed in the direction of Tokyo Bay. Ruthless and accurate.

"Bye-Bye."

As soon as the words fell, Akutagawa Ryunosuke flew out like a cannonball, a black ray streaked across the air, and finally fell into the distant sea with a plop, splashing a large amount of water.

Yuejianli Hongying retracted her feet and glanced at the direction of Tokyo Bay. The other party will not come for a while, and the swim is enough for him to swim for a long time. By the time he swims ashore, she has already slipped away.

Facing Akutagawa Ryunosuke is not as troublesome as it was the first time. At that time, Tsukimi Ri Hongying, under the premise of taking into account the severity of the strike, insisted on exhausting the opponent's entire physical strength, so as to show the difference in strength between them.

But now he has mastered the absolute principle of talking less and beating more, and he is particular about one-hit KO, so the solution will only delay for a while, not enough to bother him.

Yuejian Li Hongying glanced at the time, today ended early, he planned to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, and cook an exquisite small hot pot meal at home.

But he didn't expect to be so unlucky today. He just sent away a big trouble, and met a new one not long after, and the trouble was several times that of Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"Huh? Isn't this Hong Ying's younger brother?"

On the street full of people coming and going, a frivolous voice sounded from behind Yue Jianli Hong Ying, and in the next second, his shoulders were hooked familiarly: "Sure enough, I didn't admit my mistake. Speaking of which, we have six or seven friends." Haven't seen you for a year?"

The visitor bent down and rested his chin on Tsukimi Ri Hongying's shoulder, and the fluffy white hair rubbed against his neck, making him very uncomfortable.

Especially in this hot weather, when the two of them stick together in such an intimate position, they are so stuffy that they will sweat at any time.

In Yuejian, Hongying turned her head, facing a familiar face, and the pale blue eyes faintly exposed under a pair of sunglasses.

——The strongest conjurer, Gojo Satoru.

From the age of 11 to seven years without seeing each other, the changes are so great that ordinary people cannot recognize them just by looking at their backs, but it is much more convenient for Gojo Satoru to have six eyes, which is a cheating artifact that can see through the essence.

"I have a good memory." Yuejianli Hongying's tone was neither cold nor indifferent, not at all the joy of reunion after a long absence, "you will grow stronger and stronger, uncle."

Wutiao Wupi intensified the strength of hooking his neck with a non-smiling smile: "You stinky brat, you haven't changed at all?"

"Please let go, it's hot."

"You wear so much, it's no wonder you're not hot." Gojo Satoru looked up and down the clothes of the dark blue-haired boy. It was a hot day, but he was wearing a black suit with the sleeves of his coat and shirt rolled up. "You Are you going to sell insurance? Or go to real estate?"

Hongying rolled her eyes in Yuejianli: "Go and mess around."

"Oh, bosozoku?"

"It's Port Mafia."

"Didn't the Supernatural Secret Service take you back?"

"They don't have the ability." Tsukimi Rihongying glanced at the packaging bag in Gojo Satoru's hand. It was a dessert shop that was very popular in Yokohama recently. "Did you skip work?"

Gojo Satoru pinched his face unceremoniously: "Can't you come here and queue up to buy desserts on a rest day?"

"It doesn't quite fit your image." Tsukimi Ri Hongying slapped Gojo Satoru's hand angrily, and pushed the large pendant away from her body by the way.

Gojo Satoru was not entangled with him, and loosened his arm according to the strength. He pointed to the bag full of ingredients in the opponent's hand: "You can cook?"

Yue Jianli Hongying looked vigilant: "Do you want to eat?"

"Yes, yes... I haven't tasted your craft yet." Wujo Wu admitted cheekily, taking advantage of his height, he slapped the dark blue head with a smile, "What are you going to eat tonight?" ?”

Yue Jianli Hong Ying gave an answer that does not require a test of skill: "Hot pot."

Gojo Satoru said, "I suspect you are trying to argue with me on purpose."

"It's just a coincidence, you don't deserve me to change the dinner I decided on."

"How do you manage to make me want to punch you in almost every word?"

Yuejianli Hongying said casually: "You must be in menopause."

He suspected that the unpleasant things he said now and then were the sequelae of bickering with Gojo Satoru.

After all, what the two of them quarreled about was punchline every sentence, in order to achieve the goal of maddening each other.

But this is different from what he said to Nakahara Nakaya before, and it is also different from what he said to Mori Ogai. The former is that he said hurtful things to his future friends unintentionally, and the latter is that he deliberately said to him. The cheap boss said the following offenses, but also pretended to be unintentional.

A similar example should be Liu Dao Mu, but the quarrel between him and Liu Dao Mu would be a little more vicious, at least he would not deliberately mention Xia Youjie's matter in front of Wujo Wu and make fun of it, they were just bickering at the elementary school level.

"Did you buy shrimp? Do you have konjac? Do you have fish tofu?" Gojo Satoru carelessly embraced Tsukimi Ri Hongying's shoulders, and began to order without any scruples. "By the way, we must add quail eggs and Fish Ball--"

Yuejian Li Hongying said expressionlessly: "Go to hell."

"Ah, cheese rice cakes are also added!"

"Uh..." Yue Jianli Hongying was too lazy to talk to Gojo Satoru, who was as thick as a wall, but he still satisfied the other party's many requests, and went to the supermarket to buy those ingredients.

No way, who told him to only buy a single serving on the first trip, and he didn't want to fight the strongest magician at home for a little food.

After the purchase, Yuejianli Hongying took the Gojo Satoru he picked up on the road back to the apartment where he was temporarily living. He had never brought anyone back before, and he did not expect that the first person to visit the house was actually Gojo Satoru.

Yuejianli Hongying dug out a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and threw them in front of the white-haired young man.

Gojo Satoru didn't mind the other party's cold attitude, it would be scary if he was passionate about himself.He put on his slippers and walked into the living room, looking around, the decoration of the room was different from what he had imagined.

He originally thought that the place where Hong Ying lived in Yuejian would be as cold as his own temperament, with a simple and practical style, and looked at the kind that had nothing but necessities.

But in fact, there is a strong breath of life in the house, presenting a warm and delicate visual effect.

There are several throw pillows and dolls of different styles piled up on the sofa. It doesn't look like the owner of the room bought it himself, but more like gifts from different people.

Gojo Satoru thinks this way, not only because they have different styles, but also because there are many gift boxes of sweets neatly placed on the coffee table, and they are usually only packaged flashily as gifts.

In addition to the familiar store brands, there are also some desserts made by hand, which also look very delicious.

He looked at the TV set hanging on the wall opposite. There were some decorations on the cabinet under the TV set. There were blind boxes that were very popular recently, a pair of dolls that seemed to be liked by girls, and scented candles that were extinguished. Next to the cabinet is a pot of lush green plants.

Gojo Satoru sat down on the sofa: "Did you live here when you were under surveillance?"

"No, this is a temporary rental after I left the supernatural agent." Yue Jianli Hongying opened the door of the refrigerator, put all the drinks in the shopping bag in, and then walked into the kitchen with the shopping bag, "Don't be stupid Sit down, please come and help."

"Hey——" Gojo Goto dragged his voice, hugging a pig-nosed pillow, "Don't the guests just have to wait for the meal?"

"You think beautifully."

Tsukimi Ri Hongying put the ingredients on the cooking table, walked out of the kitchen and came to the sofa, he grabbed Gojo Gojo by the collar, and ruthlessly dragged him towards the kitchen.

"My family doesn't welcome middle-aged uncles who are idle, come here to wash the vegetables, or get out of my house, you choose one."

"Wash the vegetables, wash the vegetables, that's enough, brat!"

The sound of water splashed, and the basin containing the green leafy vegetables was soaked in a short time. Gojo Satoru rolled up his sleeves and cleaned the vegetables skillfully. Although he said 1 reluctances, he was very good at this kind of housework. .

There was the regular sound of kitchen knives colliding with cutting boards. Gojo Satoru glanced at the dark blue-haired boy who was chopping onions, and broke the situation where no one spoke: "Hong Ying, put less onions."

"You ask so much."

Although Tsukimi Rihongying's tone sounded as if he was going to cut Gojo Satoru on the cutting board, his hand movements stopped and pushed the unfinished onion aside.

Gojo Satoru asked casually: "Speaking of which, why did you go to a place like the port Mafia? Could it be that you followed in Jie's footsteps—by the way, do you know about him?"

Yuejianli Hongying poured the onion into the pot, and said calmly: "Well, after killing more than a hundred people, he defected and threatened to kill all non-magicians. He is currently the most vicious super curser."

"Huh? So you know?" Gojo Satoru said in amazement, "When I met Jie, he told me that you didn't know."

"Because I was fortunate enough to see his arrest warrant in the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"The Supernatural Secret Service Division doesn't know what he wants to do." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "But you have so many messy abilities, it shouldn't be difficult to find out."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and there were only the sounds of washing and cutting vegetables in the kitchen.

After an unknown amount of time, Gojo Gojo said abruptly, "You did what happened to the Sueyong family, right?"

Yuejianli Hongying said lazily, "I'm not wanted."

"It's pretty clean, it's completely different from Jie." Gojo Satoru put the washed dishes at Hong Ying's hand, "I thought you would definitely stand by his side."

Yue Jianli Hongying laughed, his tone was light and light, like a wisp of smoke that would disperse when blown: "Why should I stand with the person who wants to kill me?"

He tilted his head, watching Gojo Satoru quietly with smoky eyes: "Is this what you really want to ask me? Why, if you find that I am as you think, are you going to kill me too?" ?”

"Huh? That's not going to happen." Gojo Satoru rubbed the wet hand that had just washed the vegetables on the dark blue head, and rubbed it repeatedly until it was completely dry before letting go, leaving a piece of it Green vegetable leaves, "I'm just here to have hot pot with you."

"Uh..." A trace of water flowed down from the top of the head, dripping slowly along the bridge of the nose, Yuejian Li Hongying was silent for a few seconds, and then expressionlessly threw the small half of the onion that was pushed to the side into the pot : "You better get out."

Gojo Satoru exclaimed: "Onion Daba!"

……

The hot pot is gurgling and boiling, the meatballs are rolling, the vegetables are floating, the tempting aroma of the food floats out from the pot, and the hot mist rises, which is in perfect balance with the indoor air conditioner.

Gojo Satoru took a colander and picked up a meatball: "What do you think?"

Although Yuejianli Hongying didn't run to Xia Youjie's side, Gojo Satoru didn't feel that his attitude was against or trying to stop him, but was closer to connivance.

Yue Jianli Hongying threw a few slices of potatoes into the pot. Although the other party was vague, he understood what he was asking without thinking too much: "What is this? Is it a psychological investigation of potentially dangerous elements?"

"Let's chat casually, so that our little brother can't think about it-hiss! It's so hot!"

Gojo Satoru was caught off guard by the splashing juice from the meatball, and his expression was instantly horrifying. Fortunately, he cured it immediately with the reversal technique: "Why did you buy a heart-wrapped one!"

"If you're not happy, you can buy it yourself." Yuejian Li Hongying's tone was obviously gloating.

He fished out a piece of fish tofu from the pot, and blew lightly a few times: "Even if I want to go, he refuses to accept it, I'm not a magician."

"That's right, that guy is completely bewildered. He calls the curse masters who follow him his family, and the non-magic masters monkeys." Gojo Wu picked up the iced Coke in his hand and took a big gulp. "However, you still have value as a tool person."

Yue Jianli Hong Ying corrected: "It should be a tool monkey."

Gojo Gojo burst out laughing, the black round sunglasses slipped a little from the bridge of his nose, he had a playful smile on the surface, and the blue eyes behind the lenses were staring thoughtfully at Tsukimi Sato who was eating fish tofu Hong Ying.

Although Gojo Satoru had already expected that the brat would not react too much, but was the other party already in a good mood enough to laugh at himself?

Anyone with eyes can see how much he cares about Xia Youjie.

While Gojo Satoru was thinking, Tsukimi Rihongying expressed his own opinion in a calm manner: "Jie's ideal is logically feasible, but the amount of work is too large, and his technique is not enough. possible."

Unlike the last time I discussed with Xia Youjie whether it was correct or not, this time he only analyzed it from the perspective of plan implementation, and expanded to explain what "a large amount of work" means.

"There are billions of people in the world, and ordinary people account for the majority. Assuming that there are 70 billion non-artists, and Jie has devoted himself to the great cause for 40 years, it means that he needs to kill about 51 people every day throughout the year. Does not include new life born in 40 years.

Even if it is you, it is very troublesome to do it, right?It should be able to kill so many people with an attack regardless of whether it is the enemy or the enemy, but if Jie wants to pick out the magician, it will be more troublesome to operate. "

In Yuejianli, Hongying picked up a quail egg and dipped it in the dipping sauce: "Besides, the world is so big, and there are many uncivilized primitive tribes in Africa. Does he have to find them out one by one?"

Gojo Satoru was silent for a few seconds, he didn't expect to hear such a serious analysis: "I feel that you have thought more seriously about the operability of this matter than Jie."

"Because it's his wish."

"It sounds as if you will be the next one to be stunned."

"Please don't curse me, I'm very sober." Yuejian Li Hongying stuffed the quail eggs into her mouth and said vaguely, "Just treat me as neutral, I won't help him slaughter ordinary people, and It won't stop you from stopping him."

Gojo Wujo rested his chin, and took a colander to look for the shrimp he squeezed into the pot just now: "What if I kill him?"

"Uh..." The air froze instantly.

Hong Ying stopped chewing, swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his smoky eyes, the coldness in his eyes even overwhelmed the white steam wafting from the pot: "Then I will kill you!" .”

"Is it because you can't tell the difference between south, east and north when you grow up, Hong Ying? I'm the strongest."

Gojo Satoru smiled disapprovingly, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he showed a happy expression, "Ah! I got it, it's my deluxe shrimp slide!"

The so-called deluxe shrimp slip is the strip-shaped shrimp slip that he squeezed a whole into the pot just now.

In Yuejianli, Hongying half-closed her eyes, without saying a word, she devoted herself to the repetitive action of picking up and eating vegetables, and the chilliness finally eased a lot.

Gojo Satoru continued to chat as if nothing had happened: "Are you going to stay at the port Mafia?"

"Maybe."

Hongying Yuejian didn't plan to leave the port of Mafia for a while.

He has done so much work for Black, and his abilities still haven't changed at all. He must admit that the problem lies with himself.

Therefore, it is probably useless for him to change jobs again. It is better to continue to stay here honestly, just as the cheap leader's trust in him has increased a little.

"What are you doing now?" Yuejian Li Hongying asked, "Taking care of Wutiao's house? Or tracking down Jie's whereabouts every day?"

Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger and said with a smile, "I'm a teacher at the High School of Conjuration."

"Is this the cause therapy?" Yue Jianli Hongying suddenly felt pity for the students of the conjuration college, "Basically harm the conjurers, create a world with only non-magic masters, so as to oppose Jie's ideas? As expected of you, Gojo-sensei."

"It's a good thing my students don't have such an annoying stinky brat like you."

Hongying blinked in Yuejianli, and after waiting for a long time, the other party did not say a second sentence.

Gojo Satoru seems to have changed.

In the past, Gojo Satoru had already talked with him for [-] rounds and finally fast-forwarded to hand-to-hand, including from the first sentence after their reunion to the present.

Although he still owed a beating, it was more about being shameless and not as irritable as before.

Even the self-proclaimed "Lao Tzu" has disappeared.

"Enlightenment."

"Ok?"

"you have grown up."

"Tsk, you are really..." Gojo Satoru's expression contorted for a moment, and he quickly returned to normal. He took a deep breath, and calmly explained the reason why he did this, "I plan to cultivate new people through education and change this corrupt society. world of magic."

Yuejian Li Hongying was surprised by this answer. He carefully looked at the strongest magician opposite him, and after confirming that this was his real idea, he let out a chuckle that could not hear the emotion: "You are better than mine." Father is smarter."

All the recent events gave him a damn sense of destiny, like a gear that keeps turning, and after a full turn, he will face the same problem again.

Wujo Wu was stunned for a moment, he suddenly remembered that Xia Youjie had told him before that the reason for the defection of the head of the Sueyong family was also to change the corrupt status quo in the magic world.

"It's a bit of a novelty." Yuejianli Hongying took a sip of the Coke in hand, and the sweetness mixed with the bubbles flowed down her throat, "If it was before, I probably thought it was Jie who wanted to change the magic world. The person with more than a hundred villagers is you."

Gojo Goto complained: "What kind of image do I have in your heart?"

Yuejianli Hongying said: "It's a bit worse than my image in your heart."

Wutiaowu: "..."

What a dead end.

In the following time, the two chatted about the truth of the incident that Hong Ying did not know in Yuejian.

For example, at the end of the astral body incident, the followers of the Panxing Cult reveled around the corpse of the astral body Riko Tennei.

Another example is that Xia Youjie's last mission before fleeing was to investigate the truth about missing persons and abnormal deaths.

Jay was a fool, he thought.

After eating the hot pot, Yuejian Li Hongying grabbed Gojo Satoru who was about to run away, and forced him to accompany her to clean up the mess.

Gojo Satoru complained again and again, and finally only wiped the table with Tsukimi Ri Hongying's acquiescence.

Before leaving, the two exchanged cell phone numbers.

"If you get tired of playing in the port of Mafia, you can come to me at any time." Gojo Satoru mentioned the sweets gift bag he brought, and waved his hands with a smile, "Welcome to the high school of magic."

"I'm not interested in cultivating flowers in the magic world." Tsukimi Rihongying tightened the drawstring garbage bag in her hand and hung it on Gojo Satoru's hand, "Take away the garbage for me, thank you."

Wujo Wutiao choked: "You are really..."

"The strongest conjurer has been reduced to taking out the trash for me, which sounds good." Tsukimi Rihongying bent her lips, patted Wujo Wu on the shoulder, and sent the same blessing as her best friend, "I wish you success."

The strongest magician quickly realized what this sentence meant. He evoked a pleasing smile, and patted the other person's head: "Then I will lend you a good word, brother Hongying."

Yuejian Li Hongying patted the hand that was in the way away, he felt that he was going to be bald by the people around him: "Okay, please go away."

Seeing off a troublesome old friend does not mean that he can be free, Yue Jianli Hong Ying turned to the kitchen to wash the pots and dishes, it took him a long time to clean the house.

After such a toss, he estimated that he would not cook hot pot at home for at least three months.

He wiped his wet hands with a towel, and just as he hung the towel on the hook, he heard the phone ringing a few times on the coffee table in the living room.

His movements paused slightly, his gray eyes glanced at the screen that lit up in the distance, and then he walked towards the living room.

He had a strong premonition.

--coming.

Tsukimiri Hongying stood in front of the sofa, lowered her waist and picked up her mobile phone, and the screen name of Long Drawer Soba was impressively displayed on the screen.

He unlocked his phone and clicked on the chat window.

[Cage soba noodles: I finally figured it out, and I'm going to abandon the light and turn to the dark. 】

[Cage Soba Noodles: The strong actually have to adapt to the weak?Ridiculous, ridiculous, and extremely contradictory, you are right, the strong have no responsibility.Monkeys who don't know spells are ignorant and numb, and have no value of being saved.Rather, for those who are truly worthy of survival, what I choose is the real "Ming". 】

[Cage Soba: In short, I want to create a world where only magicians exist, using the method I told you before. 】

[Cage Soba: By the way, I remember you said that you are not a magician, are you? 】

He looked through all the incoming messages from top to bottom, and stopped at the last question.

Yuejianli Hongying wondered if Xia Youjie followed in his footsteps, and replied as if she was on trial.

[Above Nine Heavens: Well, I'm not. 】

[Cage Soba: That's it... It's a pity that there is no exception to the Magician's Paradise I want to create. 】

——A special case...?

Yuejian Li Hongying smiled helplessly, maybe the word stimulated his nerves, this time he chose to ask the question knowingly.

[Above Nine Heavens: Including that younger brother you kept mentioning before? 】

[Cage Soba: Only conjurers who have the same ideals are my family members, and non-magicians are all stupid monkeys, without exception. 】

[Long Drawer Soba: Including him, of course, including you. 】

Hongying smiled even more happily in Yuejian.

He didn't know what was so funny, he obviously guessed it, but he just couldn't help wanting to laugh, even when happy things happened in normal times, he couldn't stop laughing like this, as if he suddenly suffered from an emotional disorder , or suffering from mental illness.

He typed with his hands trembling with laughter, made several mistakes one after another, and revised it for a long time before sending out a complete sentence.

[Above the Nine Heavens: Xia Youjie, you are such an idiot. 】

Yuejianli Hongying deliberately typed Xia Youjie's real name.

He didn't intend to give the other party time to reply to the message, and he didn't want to see the message from the other party, so he directly clicked on the data card and chose to delete the friend.

The chat box with Ryosuke Soba disappeared from the message list, but he still found it funny.

He thought to himself, funny things should be shared with friends, right?

In Yuejianli, Hongying didn't bother to look through the address book, and didn't bother to think about which friend to find. He simply opened the recent call and dialed the first number with a name note.

The phone rang a few times and was quickly connected.

"Hello, Tsukase?"

A deep and steady voice rang in his ears, for some reason, Yue Jianli Hongying's mouth curled up, and the smile that was still on just now disappeared all of a sudden, and now he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Good evening, Odasaku." Tsukimi Ri Hongying said, "I wanted to tell you a joke, but when I heard your voice, I suddenly found it not funny."

"Am I so disappointed?" Oda Sakunosuke asked blankly.