Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

Tsukimi Ri Hongying was sitting in the coffee shop downstairs. While waiting for Dazai Osamu, he sent the completed test papers to Taneda Santouha.

Tomorrow is the much-anticipated (?) civil servant exam for conjurers, and how many hard-working conjurers can go ashore is all in one fell swoop.

After sending, the coffee he just ordered arrived, and he thanked the waiter politely.

He was about to add an appropriate amount of pure milk to his coffee when his phone rang, and he glanced at the screen, it was Gojo Satoru calling.

He finished feeding the milk unhurriedly before answering the phone: "Hello."

"Brother who is the examiner, what are you going to take for the exam tomorrow?" Gojo Gojo blatantly asked the exam questions as soon as he came up, "Is it your tens of billions of bounty promotion history, or the names of the first six high-level people who died?"

"The topic you think of is very practical."

"Hahaha, is that so?" Gojo Satoru said eagerly, "Then next year I will be the judge!"

"It's not too late to decide after you pass the exam." Yuejian Li Hongying was too lazy to chat with him about these unnutritious topics, "What do you want from me? You don't just come to ask about the topic, do you?"

Gojo Satoru put on a very hurt tone: "Wow, in your heart, am I the kind of ruthless image that comes to you only when I have something to do?"

"Otherwise?" Hong Ying's reaction in Yuejian was truly ruthless, "Isn't this great? If possible, I hope you don't come to me for anything."

"What if it's about Jay?"

Yuejian Li Hongying was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Is he also going to take the civil service exam?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "You are the one with the most practical significance, right?"

"Then what can he do?" Yuejian Li Hongying's tone was calm, and his emotion could not be heard in his cold voice, "Surrender yourself? Then suggest that he come to me to surrender, and I can exchange a bounty. "

"How is it possible? Are you addicted to catching wanted criminals? That guy won't let it go until he dies in a dead end. I'd rather believe that the gang of old men above will go to nursing homes as volunteers in private."

Yue Jianli Hongying said seriously: "Then I still think that Jie is more likely to surrender himself. I can't imagine the scene of them serving water to wash the old man's feet."

"If you put a knife around their necks, it's still possible, but it won't work against Jie." Gojo Satoru muttered, "Really, why do I have to discuss with you that it's unlikely to happen? matter?"

"Who asked you to give that kind of weird example first?" Yue Jianli Hongying added a small amount of sugar with one hand, and gently stirred the coffee with a stirring stick, "Don't be a fool, what is it?"

"He came to the Conjuration High School to declare war."

Gojo Satoru's voice calmed down, and his tone was less serious than joking: "At sunset on December 24, he and his followers will start the Hyakki Night Walk in Shinjuku and Kyoto, Tokyo."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

what?Hundred ghosts at night?

He felt that he had gradually gained insight into everything: "So that's how it is. No wonder he has defected for so many years and made more noise than I have in the past two years. He actually changed his job to become an onmyoji to subdue shikigami—that's not right, either. The Lord of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts is a monster, right?"

"Don't be too obsessed with the setting, he's just a second-year student, otherwise he wouldn't be bragging about going to war." Gojo Satoru calmly pointed out, "According to his intention, they will release thousands of curse spirits that day , and kill everyone."

Yuejianli Hongying looked up at the ceiling: "This explanation is so far-fetched."

"Is it because you have too much filter on Jie? That guy is very pushy."

"Please don't say something strange, I'm just analyzing this matter objectively." Tsukimi Ri Hongying said flatly, "You plan to fight on the 24th, right?"

"Yes, we have already sent an application for assistance to the Conjuration Alliance."

"Although he has a lot of spell spirits, most of them are not high-level. There should be fewer magicians following him."

"There should be more than [-] spell spirits—there's also the special-grade spell spirit you gave him. As for the magicians, there should be no more than fifty."

Yue Jianli Hongying ignored the sentence that got mixed up and added: "In such a situation of disparity in strength, besides satisfying his own desire to perform, what is the use of going to war? If the two sides face each other head-on, his winning rate will be very small. "

Wujo Wu said in a deep voice: "I understand what you mean, but he will not start a war that must be lost."

"Oh, you thought of it." Tsukimi Rihongying lowered his head, he stared at the cup in front of him, the mellow coffee reflected his blurred face, "So, you think he will really act as he said ?"

He felt strange.

If Xia Youjie's purpose is to release a large number of curse spirits and drive the local humans to extinction, then is it necessary for him to declare war?Did you kindly say in advance, because you were afraid that the magician would not be able to respond in time?

Even if he really wanted to perform too much, it would be impossible for him to do such a stupid thing, unless he drilled the corner and lost his brain.

It is more reasonable to either not call the battle, or not act on the 24th, so as to catch the conjurer by surprise.

Then what is his afternoon for?

If the problem wasn't with timing, it was with location.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying expressed his conclusion: "He is trying to limit the combat power to Shinjuku and Kyoto—well, to turn the tiger away from the mountain?"

Gojo Satoru murmured, "Limit combat power?"

"Well, but is there anything in the world of conjuration that would merit him doing that?"

"Sato." Gojo Satoru suddenly said a name.

"Who?"

"A super grudge curse on my student."

"So that's it. Is the real target at the High School of Conjuration?" Yuejianli Hongying immediately cleared her mind, "Do you need my help?"

"That's great!" Wujo Satoru said enthusiastically, "Please go and deal with Jie now, brother Hongying!"

"Uh..." At the moment when Hongying was about to hang up the phone in Yuejian, Wujo Wu said: "I'm just kidding, I know you won't do that."

"Too bad character will lead to death, Wu."

"Hahaha, no way—" Gojo Satoru said with a playful smile.

He changed the subject and became a little more serious: "It would be the best if you could help, but your body doesn't matter, right? Don't be the most seriously injured at that time."

Yue Jianli Hong Ying avoided this question: "As long as I am present, more people can be saved."

"Only if you are okay, you can save more people in the future."

Yuejianli Hongying asked back: "So, should those people be abandoned?"

Gojo Satoru was overwhelmed by his reading comprehension ability: "I mean, don't force yourself, you probably don't want me to collect the corpse for you, do you?"

"Don't worry, it's not your turn to collect the corpse." Yue Jianli Hongying said nonchalantly, "Besides, this is not a question of choosing one or the other. As long as I have my supernatural power, no matter who I am talking about , or those people you mentioned, I can save them."

"You didn't seem to say that before, did you? Didn't you say that even you couldn't save everyone?"

"I'm not useless to this point. I can still save the ones mentioned above."

Gojo Satoru sighed: "In that case, I'll leave the capital to you."

Yuejianli Hongying asked: "What about the high school of conjuration? You go there?"

"No." Gojo Satoru denied, "For my students, this is a good opportunity."

"It's really a luxury experience bag." Yue Jianli Hongying sneered, "Be careful before dropping the experience bag, the student's life will be gone."

"No, I trust him." Gojo Satoru said firmly, "He won't kill the young conjurer for no reason."

"Yeah, that's great."

Just at this time, a familiar figure appeared in the corner of the eye, Yuejianli Hongying looked out of the window sideways, a black-haired young man with wet body was walking towards the coffee shop.

He was keenly aware of the gaze cast on him, his kite eyes turned, and the two met their gazes through the glass.

Yuejian Li Hongying smiled at the black-haired youth.

The other party opened his eyes slightly, and returned a refreshing smile, then walked quickly towards the coffee shop.

"I won't tell you anymore, let's prepare for tomorrow's exam, lest you stay at home in grief and anger because you didn't go ashore on the 24th."

After all, he hung up the phone decisively.

The next second, the wind chime at the door of the coffee shop swayed and made a crisp sound.At the same time, a brisk voice came to my ears like a dancing note, dragging a long tone full of vigor like a female high school student.

"Yuejian-kun, good morning—"

Dazai Osamu ran in bouncingly, leaving shoe prints one after another on the floor, the water droplets on his body were thrown to the ground with his movements like pearls with a broken thread, and there were still thorns in his wet hair. With a leaf in it, it's like someone just fished it out of the water.

Maybe it was really fished out.

"Good morning, Dazai-kun."

Tsukimi Rihongying was used to Osamu Dazai, who was no different from a water ghost, and after confirming that he was not missing any arms or legs, she felt relieved.

Osamu Dazai, who was as happy as a husky, came over and "snapped" and sat opposite him. A drop of water from his hair splashed into the cup, and the coffee made weak ripples.

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

He didn't take a sip.

Although he was a bit emo, he didn't say much, just pushed the cup of coffee to the side calmly, and by the way raised his hand to pinch the leaf off the other's hair, and pushed him slightly disgusted. Opening a glass made the perfect excuse.

Yes, he was just trying not to spill the coffee.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying put the leaves on the paper towel and reminded: "You are almost an hour late, that Mr. Kunikida looks like he wants to peel you alive."

"That's not my fault, the weather is so good today, it's a pity not to jump into the river." Dazai Osamu looked innocent, as if it was force majeure, "Well, if I had known that Tsukimi-kun was coming, then I would have waited until I got off work to jump." —By the way, why did you come here suddenly?"

"Come and see your work environment, I didn't expect you to be late." Yuejian Li Hongying replied, "I observed it, and it seems that funds are in short supply here, so I made an entrustment by the way."

"Wow! Am I bringing money into the team?" Osamu Dazai paused, then lowered his head in frustration, all the water from his hair dripped on the table, "But the president and the others won't accept it, right?"

Yuejian Li Hongying assured: "It's okay, they will accept it, and if it's not good enough, I will ask my superiors to help me distribute it in the name of funds."

Osamu Dazai raised his head abruptly, with star-eyed expression full of anticipation: "Then can I eat canned crab meat every day?"

"Eating ten cans a day is fine."

Osamu Dazai blinked in surprise: "How much are you going to give?"

Ten cans a day would cost nearly 1000 yen. If calculated according to his working until retirement, it would be more than [-] million yen.

From what Yue Jian-kun said, it seems that this is just his food expenses...

Yuejianli Hongying stretched out a hand with five fingers spread out: "This number."

"5000 million?" Osamu Dazai asked uncertainly.

Yue Jianli Hong Ying put down her hand without answering with a smile: "Go up quickly, if you keep talking, you will really be an hour late."

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "I'm already an hour late, it's okay if it takes a little longer."

"Heroes who save lives can't be so late."

"Uh..." Osamu Dazai was rarely speechless.

He looked at Tsukimi Ri Hongying with a smile on his face with indescribably complicated eyes, his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a few seconds, he reluctantly stood up.

"I know, I know, I'll go up now." Dazai Osamu muttered, "You are the type who can speak well..."