Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

"Boss, I'm indeed in South America right now... Yes, I haven't realized it yet... I'm very sorry, I was careless this time."

The current leader of the port mafia listened to the rather low voice on the phone, thoughtfully, and lightly clasped his knuckles on the table.

His own cadres recounted the whole process of the failure of the mission in detail, and Zhongyuan Zhong also obviously felt very headache when he said that he was moved abroad for no reason.

"Don't blame yourself. Originally, I didn't expect to bring that lady back at once." Mori Ogai didn't mind that the task was not completed, and instead comforted, "Besides, it's not a failure, at least I You have already obtained the information you want, and you have done well, Chuya-kun."

After telling his cadres not to hurry back, Mori Ogai cut off the call, turned his head to look at the person standing in front, his dark red pupils were even deeper in the dim environment.

"With this opportunity, I finally had the honor to figure out why the ancestors valued Fukami Ryuki so much. It's such an amazing ability... Time is in her hands, just like a child's toy, and can be manipulated at will." He admired Dao, the interest in her eyes became more and more intense, "It's a pity that her ability is still immature, is it because of the limitation of her physical condition?"

The heavy curtains in the chief's office were drawn, blocking the sunlight from the outside world, and the person standing silently at the desk raised his head slightly.It was a man with an ordinary face, his eyes were dull, and there seemed to be cut marks on his face. Only when he heard Mori Ogai speak, did his eyes light up strangely.

"According to the agreement, you should bring Fukami Ryui back, sir." The man said, his voice paused, like a rusty machine.

Mori Ogai squinted his eyes calmly, and his smile remained the same: "You can't say that, the information you provided me before was also incomplete. I didn't know beforehand that Miss Fukami's ability is to manipulate time. Mr. Zhongye has no malicious intentions, and the current situation is uncertain. I am afraid that you are the one who broke the contract first."

The man paused, as if he understood something. Although his face was still expressionless, his anger could be heard from the cold words: "You have no intention of cooperating with me at all, even sending out The cadre who was here was just trying to test Fukami Ryui——!"

Mori Ogai interrupted him with a smile: "Although I have a small fortune, I can't stand the trouble. As for cooperation... I don't think that people like you don't even dare to show your real body and only send a puppet to come here." The guy who talks to me is qualified to be a Hong Kong/Black partner."

This person is not the person behind the scenes who provided information, but just a puppet manipulated by magic, the curse master... There are really countless tricks.Mori Ogai sneered inwardly, cooperating with this kind of guy who hides his head and shows his tail in the first generation, it was like a tiger's skin, no wonder the final experiment failed.

Thinking of this, the black-haired leader wearing a red scarf called softly: "Mr. Hongye."

As soon as he finished speaking, a humanoid supernatural power wearing a kimono suddenly appeared behind the man—golden Yaksha. When the man felt that something was wrong and wanted to retreat, the long sword in Yaksha's hand fell, cutting him down neatly.

The man fell on the luxurious carpet without making a sound.The man behind the puppet saw that the situation was not good, and cut off the connection with it in time. The light in the man's eyes gradually dimmed, as if the machine had lost its source of power and was completely sluggish.

"After being made into a puppet, this person is equivalent to dead. In this way, even if it is thrown to my torture team, it is estimated that no valuable information will be obtained." In the shadow, wearing a scarlet kimono The gorgeous beauty stepped out slowly, Ozaki Koyo took back the golden Yasha, covered her lips with her sleeves and smiled lightly, "The curse master behind the scenes probably escaped long ago."

Mori Ogai watched his subordinates skillfully handle the things on the carpet, and suddenly leaned back in the chair with a very relaxed expression: "That person neither dared to show up in the magic world, nor dared to offend Hong Kong/Black, which proves that both sides There are people he fears—but gutter rats, nothing to be afraid of."

Ozaki Koyo looked at the expression of the leader, and suddenly bent his eyes: "Ogai-sama looks very regretful, is it because he regretted not being able to recruit that girl?"

"Naturally." Mori Ogai readily admitted, without concealing his request, "If such a rare ability is polished carefully, it will surely give birth to a precious diamond no less than that of Chuya-kun. If it was on the battlefield many years ago superior……"

Noticing Ozaki Koyo's curious gaze, Mori Ogai stopped in time.

If he had had this girl as his help on the battlefield back then, it would have been a breeze to turn the tide of the battle.

"Unfortunately, we were one step too late. Seeing that Liu Yi has already been taken away by people from the magic world, although I intend to recruit, I am afraid it will be difficult to find opportunities in a short time." Mori Ogai stood up and walked away. Go to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, raise the blackout curtains, and look down at the city below.

The sun was glaring, the dark red eyes narrowed slightly, and the leader in charge of the night sighed softly: "The most important thing is that this treasure has already been held by the head of the Gojo Patriarch in Tokyo... In order to keep Yokohama intact, we must Don't provoke monsters of that level at inappropriate times."

……

Tokyo High School.

When the housekeeper came out of the principal's office, it was already dead of night outside. She rubbed the corners of her eyes, pulled herself together, and walked quickly to the dissecting room with a stack of documents.

Because when they left Yokohama, their group was raided by the port mafia, and the family had to report the details to the night moth Masamichi, plus trivial matters such as arranging Fukami Ryui, they were busy until late at night.

Really, she won't answer Gojo Satoru's request no matter what she says next time, she hasn't had a good night's sleep after turning around for several days, it's almost more tiring than looking at a dead body.

Thinking of some nasty guy, Jia Ruozi involuntarily stepped up his steps.

There were few people inside the college, and in the middle of the night, there was no one to be seen. The glass passed through the corridor, and the evening wind blew through her long brown hair, but she stopped suddenly at the corner, and raised her eyebrows coldly: "If I remember correctly, you should come back tomorrow, right?"

A few seconds later, a lazy voice came from the other side of the corner: "Hey, did you find me so soon, and you plan to scare Nitro."

If you really want to scare people, you should at least restrain your spell power and open your tail in a place where no one is around. Is this guy out of his mind?The corner of Jia Ruozi's mouth twitched, and he walked straight around the tall, long-legged white-haired conjurer.

"You're not going to skip work again, are you? Did Yidizhi stop you?" Nitro asked.

Gojo Satoru, who came back with frost in his body, didn't care about Nitro's cold face, he followed behind her leisurely, and finally answered well: "Why, Niozi, who do you think I am, in order to get back as soon as possible, I worked very hard. Work. Of course, there is still a little finishing work left, really only a little, but I have already entrusted it to a reliable junior!"

Understood, this guy threw his job to Nanami again.Nitrate thought indifferently, and he didn't feel any guilt at all, it would be too pitiful to be his junior.

Gojo Satoru was obviously used to this kind of thing, so he put it aside after mentioning it a little bit, and asked what he was most interested in: "Glass, have you checked Liuyi?"

When he stayed in the detective agency, because he was in someone else's territory, there were various inconveniences, so he had to wait until he returned to the high school before giving Fukami Ryuki a full body checkup.

"Her physique is very poor. According to my initial judgment, it was the repeated use of spells that exceeded her own ability, which led to her rapid physical decline." Jia Ruozi paused, keenly aware of the coldness behind her, "Lucky What's more, the foundation has not been completely destroyed, and if it is recuperated slowly, it should be able to recover, but be careful not to overuse the technique."

The coldness gradually faded away.

Gojo Satoru's tone was brisk: "Don't worry, leave it to the reliable teacher Gojo, I will take good care of Liu Yichan~ Mmm, if the health is indeed too poor, many things will be difficult to handle, I have to take care of it There are also a lot more things... This is also a different kind of test of patience, right?"

As he spoke, he turned slightly sideways, easily dodging Nitzi's kick, with an innocent look on his face: "I don't seem to have provoked you, did I?"

I didn't expect to be able to hit the kick at first, Jia Ruozi calmly withdrew his legs, and stepped on the floor with his high heels: "Because I always felt that you were thinking about something very rude just now, so I couldn't hold back."

"Hahaha, to be precise, it's something that can make people feel happy, and it's not as bad as what you said, Niozi." Gojo Gori was confident, ignoring the expression of Nitroko's indescribable expression, he suddenly clapped his hands together, and said excitedly, "Then, I went to see Liu Yichan, I wonder if she misses me?"

Originally, he wanted to tell him about the attack, but seeing Gojo Gojo's excitement, Jiarui Nizi was too lazy to talk to him, and unceremoniously poured cold water on him: "It's so late, she's already gone to bed. "

Does this person know what social etiquette is? If he goes to a single woman's room at night, isn't he afraid of being caught as a hooligan after being seen?

Sure enough, Gojo Satoru didn't mind at all, and raised the bag in his hand: "But I specially brought a gift for Liu Yi——"

Nitrate was categorical: "I'll deliver it tomorrow."

"No, this is too ordinary." Gojo Satoru refused, "Look, I secretly put the presents on her bedside, just like Santa Claus, when she wakes up tomorrow and sees it, she will definitely be moved to tears ? Let me tell you, Liu Yi is super pretty when she cries, but even if you want to see it, I won’t let you see it~”

No, she will call the police.On the way back, after explaining a lot of ways to deal with scum in this world to Shenjian Liuyi, Jiarui Nizi was very sure about it.

But at the same time, Nitzi is also very clear that if Gojo Satoru has made up his mind to do something, the opinions of others are meaningless to him, so he glanced at the excited look of this person, Nitzi did not waste his efforts, but was indifferent After saying "I hope I don't need to go to the police station to release you on bail tomorrow", he shook off the person and left at a faster pace.

Gojo Satoru, who was left in place, touched his chin, and complained loudly to her back: "No way—Gratko, don't worry about my fiancée."

With his back turned to his family, Ruozi rolled his eyes vigorously.

Gojo Satoru walked slowly towards the dormitory area after he left his popularity. Halfway there, he suddenly raised his head and sighed, "It's snowing...the first snow came very late this year."

At the end of November, the first snowflakes fell in the sky over Tokyo. The numerous snowflakes were isolated from the bottomless limit, and the ground was soon covered with a thin layer of pure white, but he was clean.

When Gojo Satoru stepped on the white moonlight and walked outside the room where Ryuki Fukami was, the first thing he saw was Osamu Dazai leaning against the wall outside the door, bowing his head in thought.

The face of the white-haired conjurer immediately collapsed, and he made no secret of his disapproval: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"...If you are too straightforward, you will easily be hated, Mr. Gojo." The black-haired man covered in bandages waved at him nonchalantly, "Because of something about my former employer, I was left here by Mr. Principal Asking questions—well, if you’re asking why I’m guarding Miss Fukami’s door, that’s another request.”

Under Gojo Wujo's gloomy gaze, Osamu Dazai raised the phone in his hand, his kite eyes were filled with a pleasant smile, and his complexion remained unchanged: "Miss Nitro just entrusted me not to let any living people enter this door." Woolen cloth."

Jia, Ru, Ni, Zi, Wu Tiao Wu gritted his teeth fiercely. After so many years of classmate love, did he dare to love to prevent him from getting close to his fiancée?

Gojo Satoru squeezed out a distorted smile: "How much did she give you?"

Osamu Dazai: "It's free, but Ms. Glass said that she is currently researching a technique that can reincarnate people painlessly, and she is willing to let me be the first volunteer after success."

Gojo Satoru chuckled: "If you don't want to get out of the way, I'll let you go to the Paradise of Elysium with super painful memories right now?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and sighed softly: "Mr. Gojo, you don't have to be so hostile to me, right? At least..." He put his index finger on his lips, his eyes were bottomless, "The locator in Miss Fukami's bracelet, Or I offered it to you as a friend."

Under the moonlight, the strongest conjurer suddenly removed all expressions on his face, as cold as a bottle of the strongest stone statue.

The terrifying mantra force squeezed the surrounding air inch by inch. In an instant, it almost gave people the illusion that the space was distorted.

"Will the strongest be insecure?" Osamu Dazai asked gently, but a vicious viscous emotion gradually appeared in the kite's eyes. Under the passive protection of disqualification in the world, he can counteract most of the curses. The pressure brought by force, so it is like a normal person, unaffected at all.

"Obviously I have left a spell mark on Ms. Fukami, but I still don't think it's enough, so I took the initiative to ask me for these low-level tricks...Mr. Gojo." Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, his black hair fell on his face Sideways, smiling with downcast eyes, "But don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who will betray allies at will, after all, I don't want to be hated by Miss Fukami--this will become our secret."

A secret among lunatics alone.

"So, please put away the killing intent on your body, please?" Dazai Osamu's eyelashes trembled, Gojo Satoru's tight jaw was reflected in his kite eyes, and the frost on the other party's face was slowly melting, so he couldn't help covering his face. Mouth laughed out loud, "That's right, let's not embarrass each other."

……

After 5 minutes of confrontation.

Here, Osamu Dazai was content to carry the high-end famous wine that should have been given to his family, humming a strange little tune and ran to the empty training ground, deliberately piled up snow all over his body, and happily opened the wine bottle.

"Let's try alternating hot and cold suicide this time? We can't waste this hard-won bribe."

On the other side, the window of Fukami Liuyi's room was easily opened, and a certain super-sized white cat nimbly slipped in, as if entering his own home. The cold wind outside carried several snowflakes through the gap. Entering the room, brushing past the sleeping girl curled up on the bed.

"Gratia only said that you can't enter the door, so then bypass the door and come in through the window. Isn't this considered a violation?"

Gojo Satoru, who had no intention of trespassing on other people's rooms at all, nodded, very satisfied with his wise decision.

He squatted beside Fukami Ryuki's bed, pulled off the blindfold bandage, and stared closely at the sleeping face for a while. His fingers were ready to move. After holding back for a while, he finally couldn't hold back anymore. Press the place where the pear dimple should be.

Feeling the slightly cool temperature of the fingertips, Gojo Satoru couldn't help poking it a few more times, and muttered: "... so soft."

It was white and tender, exactly the same as his favorite Xijiufu, but it was a pity that he couldn't take two bites to see if the taste was the same... Speaking of which, he seemed a little hungry.

So, within a few seconds, the reliable high school teacher decided to open the dessert box that was originally reserved for Fukami Ryuki as a souvenir, and eat it first as a respect.

He can't be blamed for this, after all, people's appetite is difficult to control, and there are only edible and temporarily inedible foods at hand... Normal people know how to choose, right?

After convincing himself, Wujo Wutiao solved a box in a few clicks.

While eating, he leaned against the bed and murmured:

"Glass is too much, it's fine if you don't say something nice for me, but he even said that I should be separated from Liu Yi..."

"It's too much for Qi Hai to say that I don't have the talent to be a gentleman, what, are you looking down on my learning ability..."

"The diva is even more extreme, she actually called me specifically to laugh at me for being dumped... she didn't get dumped, because Liu Yi still stayed by my side, of course, what's annoying is that you can only hug you secretly when you're asleep , this kind of happiness is something a single dog like a diva would not understand..."

As he spoke, Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, turned his face, and looked at the bed.Seeing that Liu Yi was sleeping deeply, her whole body was huddled under the quilt, as if she was very afraid of the cold, only one hand stuck out restlessly, tightly clutching the edge of the quilt.

On the wrist of that hand was a black chain that he put on himself. The small silver lock reflected the moonlight, reflecting those sky-like blue eyes.

Gojo Satoru looked at it for a while, then rubbed half of his face on the back of Fukami Ryuki's hand, and the soft snow-white hair brushed against his smooth skin and scattered on the quilt.

"The worst thing is you, Liu Yichan." He complained unhappily in a low voice, "It took ten text messages to reply to one, don't be so cold."

Relying on Fukami Ryuki's deep sleep, the unscrupulous conjurer is like a piece of white cat cake spread out, trying to lighten his hands and feet as much as possible, rubbing hard where he can, just like a cat marking his own scent on unfamiliar territory Same, toss for a while before finally subsided.

"...so sleepy." Gojo Satoru leaned on his chin, yawned, and looked down at Fukami Ryuki's face, feeling more and more sleepy the more he looked at it, "If you walk back, it's too far away, and you'll fall asleep halfway. ?”

He selectively ignored the fact that the staff dormitory and this place are just front and back buildings.

……

Fukami Ryui seemed to have a strange dream.

She dreamed of a very beautiful big cat, its white hair was like the first snow, its blue eyes embraced the whole sky, and its whole body was full of nobility.

But Fukami Ryuki didn't have a particular preference for furry animals, so she just stood there, watching curiously, without the thought of going forward to pet her.

But the white cat took the initiative to come up to her, hugged her ankle and refused to leave, meowing, extremely pestering, as if it would be a heinous thing if she refused to hug her when she saw Liuyi.

She was so entangled that she had no choice but to bend down and put her hands through the white cat's elbows, intending to pick it up.

But when she really picked it up, Fukami Liuyi was surprised to find that the body of the white cat was longer than she imagined, and when it was lifted up, it became longer and longer, and finally it was taller than herself!

A good cute kitten, in the blink of an eye, turned into a cat monster whose shadow can completely cover her, Fukami Ryuki was stunned, and unconsciously let go of her hand, this overly big white cat was completely Pressed down on her.

Seeing Liuyi in her dream, she couldn't understand why the weight of such a good-looking kitten was beyond the specification, it made her heart feel stuffy, it felt like a mountain was being pressed on her body.

Just as the dullness in his chest became more and more intense, Fukami Ryui finally woke up from this strange dream.

The bedroom was quiet and quiet. She lay down for a while, slowly sat up with the warm quilt in her arms, and turned her head to look out the window, only to find that it was already bright outside and covered with a thick layer of snow.

"Did it snow last night?"

Seeing that Liu Yi was going to get dressed and go out for a stroll, she got up and combed her long hair with five fingers, but her fingertips inadvertently touched something cold.

She froze for a moment, opened her hand to look, and found a snowflake that was about to melt lying on her palm, it seemed that it was mixed in the hair just now, and she smoothed it down.

Fukami Ryuki looked at the sudden snowflakes, and then looked at the position of the window in doubt.

Strange, she remembered that she closed the window before going to bed yesterday, how could there be snowflakes coming in... Could it be that she opened the window again in the middle of the night in a daze?