COSER, summoned by the strongest

Sato Naoka's death caught everyone off guard.

"On the way to pick up the children from school yesterday, he gave me red bean bread... This is the first time he gave me a gift, I..."

Yamazaki Tei, who witnessed the death scene of Sato Nawaka, was a little bit broken, and he narrated incoherently:

"After get off work at night, I wanted to go see him, but I saw him crossing the road, and a truck rushed over..."

He didn't seem to want to recall that episode very much, and his voice choked up in pain.

"I'm sorry, I, I can't do anything."

Once again Yamazaki Tei was tormented by his own mediocrity.

Under such circumstances, if it was the other conjurers in the Panxing Palace, there must be a way to save Sato Naohua, but he couldn't, even if he tried his best to run over, he would just watch that person being crushed.

How can...how can this be...

How can he be so useless?Why is the most useless him there?

Shan Qi retreated and covered his face, and finally couldn't help crying. Xia Youjie patted him on the shoulder silently, and said in a low voice, "It's not your fault, Mr. Shan Gui."

Yamazaki Tui whimpered, "It's Yamazaki Tui... In this situation, at least call me by my name, boss."

"Sorry, Yamamoto-kun."

Yamazaki Tetsu sobbed even more sadly.

Almer handed him a handkerchief with a Q version of Illya printed on it - it was a gift from the seller when he was collecting second-hand goods. He said it was a thank you to the unpopular Mommy for collecting the goods, and he gave the handkerchief he made as a gift. Al.

Well, although it wasn't Illya's push, Aiwujiwu still has a good impression of Berserker's Masters, including Matou Kariya.

"My condolences, Yamazaki-kun."

Taking the handkerchief, Yamazaki Tei was moved and cried loudly.

Don't—don't suddenly call out his name when he's so vulnerable!

Xia Youjie said helplessly: "Al, it's time like this, you have to call people by their names properly, don't tease them, Yamamoto-kun will be chilled."

Al said seriously: "I think you are the most chilling thing right now, Jie-chan."

"……Um?"

With a click, Gojo Satoru finally opened the door and came out. A police officer was by his side. After coming out, Gojo Satoru nodded.

"It's Sato Naoka."

The headless corpse inside indeed belonged to Naoka Sato, as Liuyan can attest.

Body data is the same.

Yamazaki retreated completely and said: "Mr. Sato! Oh, Mr. Sato! Oh, oh, ah, ah!"

The conscientious social animal cried bitterly, feeling even more uncomfortable than when he was sent to the Panxing Palace as an undercover agent. Al and Xia Youjie raised their hands at the same time, one left and one right, and patted Yamazaki Tai on the shoulder sympathetically.

Xia Youjie said, "Cry, it's much easier to cry."

Al nodded: "First love always ends without a cause, accept it."

山崎退一边哭一边激烈吐槽道：“这已经不是无疾而终的程度了啊，这是直接变成无头尸体了啊，啊！啊啊啊啊啊啊——！”

Gojo Satoru picked out his ears, puzzled and asked, "Why is he crying?"

Al sighed: "Crying for his hard life without a trace of happiness."

Yamazaki withdrew and sobbed: "Don't casually elevate things into other people's lives, woo woo woo woo woo!"

After handing over the follow-up here to Suda Manami, they took the heartbroken Yamazaki back and returned to the Panxing Palace by riding the devil fish spell spirit. Once they returned, Komaeda Nagito, Sinki Mikan and others who were waiting for the news came They all gathered around.

Although Sato Naoka was later sent to Tokyo to run a cake shop, and had no chance to cultivate relationships with most of the people in Panxinggong, but after all, there is still a friendship of interviewing together.

Even though it was three o'clock in the morning, everyone still gathered in the lobby waiting for the news.

Under the anxious eyes of the others, Al told them, "My condolences go hand in hand."

"..."

Nagito Komaeda showed a mournful expression, and he muttered to himself, "I'm still lingering on my last breath, but Sato-kun, who is full of talent, went first. This is... how hopeless..."

Sinmu Mikan also said: "How...how could it be so sudden."

Yes, how could it be so sudden?

Xia Youjie was lost in thought.

Yesterday afternoon, there was indeed one less guy cursed by Shirai, but that was in the afternoon, before the children went home, and Sato Naoka's death happened at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and the number of curses...had not decreased.

It doesn't make sense that someone dies and the number of curses doesn't decrease.

Unless that person is not actually dead, combined with Sato Naohua's suspected identity as an undercover agent of the Conjurer's Association, Xia Youjie is naturally inclined to the possibility that Sato Naohua is not dead.

But Gojo Satoru had confirmed the corpse, and was sure that it was Sato Naoka himself... Then what is going on?

Should he follow the curse and take a look?

but……

Subtly, Xia Youjie realized that he might have smashed some terrible conspiracy by mistake, and it seemed inappropriate to act rashly.

"Jay."

Xia Youjie turned his head and saw Wujo Gojo standing behind him and looking at him. Although there was no special expression on his face, he still received the emotion of concern from the other party.

He came back to his senses and said, "Wu, I'm sorry, I'm fine. This matter... we'll talk about it later."

Not a prevarication "it's okay", but "let's talk later", Gojo Satoru nodded slightly.

In the gloomy atmosphere, Al announced with a sad face:

"So, we decided to hold a grand funeral for Sato-kun to thank him for his hard work in the past four months."

……

A day later, "Enoshima Dunko", who should have died, returned to the apartment where he lived as if nothing had happened.

She was wearing exaggerated sunglasses and a beret hat that had become popular recently. Amid the sound of paparazzi secretly pressing the shutter, Enoshima Junko calmly stepped onto the elevator in [-]cm high heels.

"Oh, Dunzi, good morning."

As soon as Enoshima Dunko raised her eyes, she saw the super popular idol Teramon Michi. Her memory told her that this girl named Teramon Michi was her neighbor.

She imitated the original body's tone of voice, and said, "Good morning, A~Tong~chan~"

Teramon Tong giggled.

"That's right, Dunzi, how did you think about my proposal three days ago?"

The proposal from the day before yesterday?

It's a pity that this body has emptied all the memories within a week, and the current Enoshima Junko has no idea what kind of conversation happened three days ago.

She stretched out her pale index finger, tapped her lips, and said deliberately: "What happened three days ago, it's too long ago, I don't remember it at all!"

Teramon Michi really took the bait, she took Enoshima Dunko's arm, and said coquettishly: "Really, Dunko is bullying again, I'm talking about the relay dance."

She thought that Enoshima Dunko wanted to hear her acting like a baby, so she crazily fired rainbow farts: "Even though Dunko is a plane model, she dances super well. Come on, come on, come and join my new dance dance relay!"

dance relay...

Ah, it must be the one that is very popular among young people recently.

Enoshima Dunko still smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I promise you."

"yeah!"

Teramon Tong said he was very happy.

"Because I am a sweet girl, so if there is a hot girl-shaped shield to help out, fans will be very surprised and like it!"

With a sound of ding dong, the elevator reached the sixteenth floor. They got off the elevator together, said goodbye to each other happily, and each entered the password of each house to enter the house.

Enoshima Dunko took out his mobile phone and searched for "Teramon Dori New Song".

The first search result was Simentong's latest single "Your sister-in-law goes to the Internet cafe late at night to live CS" released half a month ago.

Enoshima Dunko: "..."

So, why go to an Internet cafe for live CS?

Click to open the comment area, the first hot comment is——

"The concubine is the number one beautiful girl": What the hell hahahaha, are you going to an Internet cafe to CS with your brother?Brother cheated on someone?Did my brother cheat on the computer?

But the reason why this hot comment became a hot comment is obviously not because of the comment itself, but a reply from a netizen with the ID "Lancelot" in the building.

"Lancelot": Be bold, my brother is having an affair with a network administrator, that's why my sister-in-law is confronting two scumbags.

"The strongest rolling ball beast on the surface": Be bolder, what if the network administrator has an affair with the computer?

"Who will create a world without monkeys for me": What is the significance of the sister-in-law coming to the Internet cafe to face off?Brother is the network administrator?

Ah.

Listen, these are all cold jokes left over from the last century.

Should it be said that he is a fan of Teramon Tong?After all, who likes to listen to Simentong's songs, how can he be a normal person?

For example, the strange and unknown Al of Pan Xingjiao, who repeats the daily single "Your mother's AK14 is hanging by your bed", knows that he is a die-hard fan of Simentong without thinking about it. Birds of a feather flock together with emotion.

Enoshima Dunko... No, Kinuso sneered and pressed the phone.

This temple gate is obviously going to take the radio route, right?Who gave her the confidence to call herself a sweet girl?If she is considered a sweet girl, then there will be no Japanese radio idols.

Ding dong.

She received a text message.

"Master Shield~"

It's satsuma citrus.

Enoshima Dunko dialed the number, and soon after, Sinki Mikan answered the phone and said in surprise: "Master Dunzi! You finally let me contact you!"

Enoshima Dunko put on a show and said, "I'm sorry Mikan-chan, I've been very busy recently, did I neglect you?"

"No, no!" Sinmu Mikan didn't notice any abnormalities at all, and quickly denied: "I've been listening to you recently, and I've been carefully observing the Lord God. He is really powerful, but he doesn't seem to know spells, nor does he show The talent of the psychic user, everything is normal."

"That's it~ Mmmm, thank you for your hard work, Mikan sauce."

"Yes, yes, yesterday, a person died in the Panxing Sect. He died in a car accident."

The smile on Enoshima Dunko's lips deepened.

"Is that so, mandarin sauce must be very sad?"

"Hey, ah, no, I... I only have Lord Dunzi in my heart, and I can only feel sad for you alone!"

Hehe, it's just a coincidence, after all, it was Junko Enoshima who died, you should feel sorry for her.

Even if the woman cleared the memory of the last seven days before she died, it is an undoubted fact that she died.

In order to experience the extreme despair for a moment, the woman who did not hesitate to put her own life in it...

Crazy enough, he loves it.

"So, Lord Al said, they plan to hold a grand funeral for the dead gentleman."

Enoshima Dunko: "..."

Sinwood Satsuma said: "Master Al asked us to invite more friends, saying that we want to hold a more grand funeral, and it is better to charge a little more money, so...um...do you want to come? I haven't seen you for a long time. See you."

Enoshima Dunko: "..."

share money?

"I will think about it."

"Really?!"

After repeatedly confirming the good news, Sinmu Mikan hung up the phone ecstatically.

Enoshima Junko put away her cell phone, took off her high heels, took off her sunglasses and beret, and took a deep breath.

Sixteen centimeter high heels.

The last time she used a woman's shell was to give birth to a son. She was pregnant at that time and hadn't worn such high heels. Although she hadn't been a woman for a few years, she thought she would adapt quickly. She didn't expect to be in high heels. I ran into a little trouble.

On Enoshima Shield's forehead, a long suture line was exposed.

Al, who had become a spirit son, walked out of the balcony of her house and flew towards the devil fish curse spirit high above the sky.

In the spirit of the devil fish curse, it is Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie.

The source of Al's power is magic, so neither the magician nor the psychic can detect his existence, and it is perfect for him to inquire about the news.

Al and Gojo Satoru had no doubts about Xia Youjie's statement that "Sato Naohua is not dead". After he finished his judgment, they decided that Al would come over to investigate the situation.

Sure enough, they really caught some clues.

"This Enoshima shield has a circle of sutures on his forehead, and the wound is very new, much newer than when Naohuajiang came for the interview."

This is really... too suspicious! ! !

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie were gearing up for excitement.

Al said seriously: "I also heard her calling someone and calling her 'satsuma sauce'."

"!!!"

Good guy, Satsuki Satsuma actually has a problem!

Did the Conjurer's Association insert two undercover agents in one go?Because Naoka Sato was suspected of being exposed, so let him escape the shell and change his shell?Instead, hide behind the scenes to support Satsuma Satsuma?

Xia Youjie pondered, "The method of replacing the body with the method of replacing the brain... Wu, have you heard of this method before?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head: "No."

Even the most well-informed Wujo Satoru said no, that is a powerful character who hides deeply, but such a technique...is really disgusting.

"She said that she might come to Naoka Sato's funeral. In short, let's prepare for the funeral first? I will come here to monitor her as soon as I have time. After all, the current situation is that she is telling us that we are secretly. .”

"it is good."

"can."

The devil fish curse spirit made a circle in the sky, and then flew towards the direction of Panxing Palace.

Since Sato Nawaka's death, Yamazaki Tei has been sluggish.

When Al and the three came back, Yamazaki Tei was playing the random mode of "Owee2" alone in the entertainment room. After Al joined in, he saw Yamazaki Tei in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau in the "Owee2" random mode.

Al: "..."

Mr. Shangui, online dating... No, even though the person you marry online is dead, you can't be so sincere!

He followed anxiously.

Yamazaki stood alone in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau for a long time, and took out their marriage certificate from his backpack, as well as the avatar in the friend list...that never lights up.

He sighed, walked alone to the university campus they had been to, walked the way to the rooftop, and then fell from the rooftop alone, exploding all the equipment on the ground.

Al rushed forward with a stride, frantically picking up the equipment that exploded on the ground.

Yamazaki Tai: "..."

Yamazaki Tai: "What are you doing! That's my equipment! I got the big diamond-encrusted sword after fighting the evil dragon so hard!!!"

Al said bluntly: "Don't you want to live? I happen to be poor, so give me my assets?"

"Where are you poor? You 'ruthless capitalist'!" "

"Capitalists can't make enough money in a lifetime."

Yamazaki retreated and howled on the ground: "Are you making money? You are obviously stealing money!"

Al kissed the super expensive ruby ​​on the sword: "Hehehe, how can a dead person's money be called grabbing? It's called picking up."

"Believe it or not, I will be resurrected on the spot for you to see?!"

"Oh, then you are resurrected."

Yamazaki retreated back to the birth point, and when he took a taxi and rushed back to the university campus, his equipment had already been picked up. Al sat on a bench on the university campus and played a canon for him on the violin.

Yamazaki Tai: "..."

He sighed, and sat quietly beside Al.

Al put away the violin and said softly: "I said, Mr. Shan Gui, how many hours have you been married? Are you a little too involved?"

"...It's not your turn to say this, you devils who play with innocent single dogs."

Al smiled.

"Then don't take it seriously. You are the only one who takes it seriously, and you know it very well, right?"

"...Of course I know." Yamazaki Tai said sadly: "In the eyes of Mr. Sato, I am just a very ordinary colleague. Even so, when he gave me red bean bread, I was still very happy."

"Even if you don't really like red bean bread?"

"Hmm... um?" Yamazaki asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Aldao: "When people eat the food they like, their expressions are completely different. You obviously don't like red bean bread, just like Wu Jiang doesn't really like sweets that much."

Yamazaki retreated a bit guilty, and quickly changed the subject: "Don't Master Wujo like sweets?"

Al shrugged: "That's it, he can eat anything delicious, but he doesn't really have any obvious preference. Wu-chan is a super rational pragmatist, and a cold science student."

"...Really? I'm a liberal arts student." Yamazaki retreated and said in a low voice, "I think Mr. Sato is probably also a science student."

"Well, probably, anyway...you'd better forget about him earlier."

That's a super spy, the kind who can change his shell. If Jie Jiang's "Bai Jing" hadn't successfully cursed the other party, they would have been deceived this time.

They originally wanted to keep Sato Naoka, deliberately creating a little false news to mislead the rotten oranges, but they didn't expect Sato Naoka to make cakes for four months, and then suddenly escaped, and died so neatly.

He really is a ruthless character!

In short, simple social animal people like Sato Naoka and Yamazaki Tai are people from completely different worlds.

He patted Yamazaki Tai on the shoulder: "His funeral will be soon, cry well at the funeral, and then forget about it."

Yamazaki said sadly: "...Okay, thank you, Lord Al."

Aldao: "You're welcome, I'm the head of the personnel department."

"Hahahaha, I just think... Well, you are surprisingly good at taking care of people."

"Can you take care of people?" Al hooked the corners of his lips: "I used to be the type who never took the initiative to take care of people. I am so happy to have grown up, I have become a handsome and mature Berserker."

Yamazaki withdrew and endured, but still couldn't help the instinct of being a slave, and said: "...Master Al, please don't praise yourself."

Al said confidently: "Berserker doesn't need to be humble."

"I don't understand at all... aren't you a "ruthless capitalist"?How to become Berserker again! "

Al laughed.

……

Sato Nawaka's funeral.

The guests bowed to each other quietly, because everyone was dressed in black, so at a glance, everywhere was gloomy.

Naoka Sato's body lay quietly in the coffin.

Xia Youjie, who was in a black suit, went to answer the phone and came back. When he saw Al, he said, "Mother Yi Gu has arrived at Panxing Palace. She will take care of the children. Here we..."

Aldao, also in a black suit: "It's all ready."

Xia Youjie looked left and right, "Didn't you invite the master who chanted the scriptures?"

Al was taken aback, "Huh?"

Xia Youjie was taken aback, "Huh?"

Al pointed to Xia Youjie: "Aren't you a monk? Come and read."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Xia Youjie: "!!!"

He was startled.

"No, wait, Al, I'm a fake monk!"

He excitedly pulled up the hair on his shoulders, "Have you ever seen a monk with such long hair? No, although it's not that he didn't wear his hair to practice, it doesn't look like a serious monk, right?!"

Al said with emotion: "Jie sauce, it's good that you have this self-knowledge."

"Hey! Don't play tricks at the funeral!"

Gojo Satoru walked over with long legs.

He was also wearing the same suit and sunglasses, looking more serious than usual.

"What's the noise?"

Xia Youjie quickly said: "Wow! This guy Al didn't even invite the master who chanted the scriptures, he asked me to chant the scriptures!"

Gojo Wu said, "Then read it."

Xia Youjie: "..."

After realizing that this guy was not his teammate at all, just as he was about to refute, Al interrupted his reading: "It's too late to invite the master again, Jie Jiang, you go and change into five cassocks, funeral It's about to start, and the guests are all waiting."

Wutiao Wudao said: "Well, yes, Jie, you go and change your clothes, I will find a scripture for you, and you can just read it accordingly."

"Is it really possible?!"

"Okay, you must remember to be upright and confident, and don't act guilty. As long as you are upright and confident enough, even if you mispronounce, others will not dare to say anything."

After finishing speaking, Al and Gojo Satoru turned around and left quickly. Xia Youjie held his breath and stood there for a few seconds. He could only go to the empty cubicle to change into his five cassocks.

Enoshima Dunko came quietly.

With the identity of the Sister Satsuma Satsuma.

She deliberately stepped into the room where the dead were sent off, and sat in the last row in a low-key manner.

Very well, Six Eyes sitting in the front row didn't look at her, neither did Devil Al.

Five minutes later, Xia Youjie, dressed in five cassocks, straightened his back, walked in without squinting, and calmly knelt down on the futon specially reserved for the master.

The guests immediately sat upright, and their expressions became more serious—this is the effect of having a master suppress the place.

Enoshima Dunko noticed sharply that when Xia Youjie passed by, Gojo Satoru slipped a note to Al, and Al quickly stuffed the note into Xia Youjie's hand.

--what is that?

Xia Youjie sat on the futon with a calm and holy expression like a Buddha.

I saw the Buddha shook out the note in his sleeve, and said in a deep voice:

"*Great God of Light, Hope, Hope and Dawn have come to give me power, Angel of Light, show up! Give me the power of light, use your most primitive healing light, bring the world's most pure the light, save the life in front of you!*”

Guests: "..."

Enoshima Dunko: "..."

Help! ! !

This monk chanted the resurrection spell confidently at someone else's funeral! ! !

What do you want to do! ! !