After a heavy rainstorm, the sky in Tokyo is rarely cleared.The pace of summer is gradually approaching, and the outdoor temperature has also risen to a new height.

But at this time, through the gaps in the green leaves, Fu Heihui saw a lot of fish scale clouds, although they covered the bright sun.However, the wind that brought it still has the breath of rain.

"Fu Hei, Fu Hei, Fu Hei..."

Fu Heihui, whose eyes were all white, woke up from the trance, and he heard Nagasaki Ye Qianwei calling him.After standing up, he met the girl's bright face on the stone steps.

"Still thinking about the two of them?"

The usually tough girl had a gentle expression on her face, and her words trembled a little.She straightened up, finished a posture of looking down and looking up with Fu Heihui, and sat beside Fu Heihui.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei's eyes were obviously red and swollen, and Fu Heihui didn't speak, but she glanced slightly and knew that she had been crying for more than a while.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, dispelling the dazzling red images in his mind.Then he patted Kugizaki Yakawi's shoulder with his hand stiffly.

"Is Mr. Wujo not here?"

"That guy, I don't know where he went again. He's not there when he should be relied on, and he's there when he shouldn't be..."

The wind blew the leaves not far away, and there was a rustling sound, and the two who were chatting casually noticed a figure approaching.

"Zenyuan...Maki-senpai..."

As the brows of the woman holding the magic tool on the opposite side frowned slightly, Fu Heihui abruptly changed the name in her mouth.

Fu Heihui: Good risk, good risk

"Kelp, kelp, kelp."

The high-collared youth's eyes were indifferent, and he couldn't see any expression. He just waved at the two sitting side by side from a distance.

"Ah? Sister? Is this the senior?"

Looking at Fu Heihui, he just raised his eyes, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei stared at the two people who came over strangely.

But before she could say anything, she saw an extremely strong and tall black figure emerging from the forest.

Nagasaki Wild Rose:? ? ?panda? !

"Hi! We meet again, Fuhei."

Nagasaki Wild Rose: The panda has spoken!Speak!

Fu Heihui sighed softly: "Kagizaki, don't make a fuss. This is also our second-year senior. It's just that Pang Da senior is a curse."

So what exactly is a curse? !

---

On the first day after waking up, Yuzu Yuhito sat in a daze after greeting Mr. Gojo Satoru and Ms. Iirui Glass.

The second day after waking up, which is today, Knotabagi Yujin simply put on a coat and fastened the hat on his head.

In the eyes of outsiders, he held on to the railing and felt a little comfortable feeling the wind and sunshine on the roof.

But only he knew that he was wearing this hat just to hide himself.

The dark pupils seemed to be covered with dust, and although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, Yuzu Yujin was not happy at all.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands repeatedly, which seemed to be still stained with blood.He could know that he had broken Atsushi Nakajima's head with this right hand.

【Dun, please forgive me】

[I want to see you again, see you again]

【Although you are the white tiger, it doesn't matter】

【Dun, are you still there? 】

The young man moved his lips, as if talking to someone through the air.

Knotabagi Yuhito asked Gojo Satoru how Nakajima Atsushi was doing.Although he knew that Atsushi Nakajima had "died" by his own hands, he was obsessed with getting an answer from his mouth.

Gojo Satoru wasn't surprised at the time, but when he looked at him, there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

Said to be gentle but with a sense of disobedience.

"Student Knotweed, this is, do you understand?"

The thoughtless Knotweed Yujin who was asked: Huh?

"Even if it's a life-and-death relationship, you can't fall in love early..."

Knotweed Yuhito:?Who talked to you about puppy love, teacher!

"Nakajima-san, he was taken away by his teacher Mr. Dazai."

Yuzu Yuhito wanted to continue asking, but Gojo Satoru stretched out a hand and pressed it to his lips weakly.

The man's fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, but Yuzu Yujin didn't have the leisure to appreciate them.

"This is a secret, and it's also a kind of respect for the dead. Isn't it? Knotweed--"

When the words like a mallet hit Hirohito's heart, he swallowed his saliva and swallowed all the words.Sadness spread to every corner of the body at that time.

【Don't be stupid, he was killed by you】

The dead are the greatest, so how could he not respect it.

At the same time, the old iron door on the roof was opened, and a person that Katsuobu Yuhito was familiar with—Teacher Wujo—came in carelessly.

Gojo Satoru was still in the same good mood as usual and waved hello to Yuzu Hirohito, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden.

"Good day, Mr. Wujo."

"Hey! Mr. Knotweed, are you mourning someone here? It's so boring, let me take you to meet someone, okay?"

The silver-haired man with his hands behind his back bent down and looked at Hirohito Kojou, while the young man on the opposite side just nodded.

Knotaba Yuhito put away his emotions, took off the hood on his head, his light pink hair was disheveled in the wind.

He knew that Mr. Wutiao had told him that he had been targeted as a container for the two-faced Nuo.All he has to do now is to become stronger.

"it is good."

---

"Oh oh oh, it smells so good. Is the coffee in this shop so mellow?"

"Don't make trouble, kid, we haven't gone in yet."

Leu Hu looked up at the green light, and said to 17 beside her, but she didn't look at him at all.

17 still smiled lightly, and didn't take his words to heart.When he walked the zebra crossing from the corner of his eye, he still looked at Xia Youjie beside him.

"Why are you staring at me? Don't you really want to kill me? Mr. 17."

"It's true, after all, Atsushi Nakajima is dead."

The young man's smile disappeared suddenly, and he looked at Xia Youjie with disgust.

"Sure enough, it's disgusting for you to speak with this face."

"Thank you for the compliment, but we'll be there soon. What you want to hear, you'll know right away."

The young man took a step forward, and stepped into the coffee shop in front of him with his slender legs.

With a ding-dong sound, the glass door was not closed tightly, but Xia Youjie opened it again.

"According to reports, a perverted murderer appeared in our city recently. Just at two o'clock in the morning yesterday, another male deceased was found near an abandoned residential house 1000 meters away from the city center. The man's ID was lost, but according to verification, his identity It's a registered taxi driver..."

Xia Youjie squinted his eyes, and directly skipped the news on the TV hanging in the coffee shop.He didn't speak, just pulled out a piece of paper from his arms.

"Since you are so interested, let's take a look at this information."

There are not many words printed on the white paper, only a few lines in ink. After 17 glanced suspiciously, there was no smile at all.

Xia Youjie admired his expression, and tapped on the table: "The supernatural person with a reward of 70 billion yuan, and the ability to heal, no wonder you are so interested. But, Mr. 17, it seems that you don't know content."

"Then tell me, what exactly is the reason you're so nervous?"

17's eyes were deep, and he began to fold the paper with a smile: "He just owes me something. The toy I like can't die so easily..."

"Alright then, since the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's talk about Gojo Satoru."

At this time, Leuhu's eyes finally lighted up, and he looked at Xia Youjie with great interest, and the crater above his head was showing a slight tendency to erupt.

The man with the half-buttoned head smiled at him, and inadvertently glanced at the TV screen not far away.

"Remind the general public to pay attention to safety when going out. If you have any relevant clues, please contact the relevant departments in time..."

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