On the Compatibility Between Conjurers and Writers

"Clatter la la la——" The sound of metal rubbing against each other penetrated into Zenyuan Shier's ears. He knew exactly what it was, it was the sound of small steel balls spat out by pachinko rubbing against each other.

His entertainment often consists of those two items, horse racing and pachinko. The government may not say that they are gambling projects, but what are the core of these two items? Pick these two to play.

He turned his head to look at the pachinko machine, there were not many people there, only a coquettish young woman was sitting there, playing it as if no one else was there, and there were two or three people watching behind her, probably not on the same road as her.

Shi Er swears with his countless eyes that the person sitting there should be a big beauty, her hair is golden, brighter than the sun.

After just one glance, Shi Er turned his head away. If he really wanted to say, he had no extra interest in women, and being with those women was just a job requirement.

He likes a woman with firm humanity who can fish him out of the mud, but there is no such person anymore.

Among the remaining people, there is no one he prefers, and even though he considers himself a rubbish, he has a bottom line and has basic ethics when working.

It's like working with a bad boy, unless the rich woman at that time was very open and called them to play as they wanted, he would not develop second customers.

Like Ango Sakaguchi, the other party asked him to be more stable during the employment period, so he would not go to others. Said that Ango Sakaguchi maintained a short-term relationship with him every time. Compared with his people, he was more concerned about his personal belongings. More interested and easy to accompany him.

This is his first male guest.

Shi Er turned his head, female sex couldn't attract him, and the pachinko machine was the same. It would be a waste of time to spend time on something that can be played normally.

He went to play bridge first. For some reason, Shier's memory is obviously good and his calculation ability is also very strong, but when he got into gambling, he couldn't remember anything, and card counting and other things had long been forgotten.

But it was too difficult for him to lose a lot in such a technical project, so Shir's chips did not decrease or increase too much when he left.

He was not very good at bridge, and when he was wandering, he passed by a table that was bigger than the size. This game caught his eye, and he liked this kind of game of luck!

It is impossible to cheat, he will never allow others to cheat, Shi Er's eyes are so sharp.

He sat down carelessly around the table. Shi Er has a strong sense of presence. Whether it is his figure or his face, it has a great impact on both sexes. Women's eyes will linger on his plump chest muscles, showing admiration When men look at him, most of them will frown, compare, or curl their lips in private.

Shier's aggressiveness is too strong.

Besides, his eyes just glanced at the croupier, and the croupier's fingers twitched slightly.

The croupiers, if they want to survive in the casino, they need to be extraordinarily sharp. He sensed the danger and decided not to do any small tricks when Shier was around, even if it was himself, he would not do anything until he lifted the cover. You will know whether the points are big or small.

However, Shier played several games, and almost never won. The chips in front of him became less and less, which made his face a little stinky.

Although the croupier had a straight face, he was quietly wiping away his sweat, thinking that this customer must be unlucky.

Before losing to the point where there were no pants left, Shi Er chose to give up. He left the table a little depressed, but he was stopped by someone before he took two steps.

Shi'er looked down at the slender man, feeling a little surprised: Ah, it's that one.

Sure enough, the other party said: "How about using my bargaining chips." That demeanor was a little arrogant.

In the past, even if someone came up, it was always a young and beautiful young lady, or a noble lady who could activate the banknote ability. Sure enough, because of that young master, my reputation has changed.

"Sorry." Shi Er said, "All my people belong to the young master." For now.

The other party was still a bit reluctant and said: "But your young master didn't follow at all, and you have run out of chips."

That's right, but professional ethics must also be emphasized, and the young master will introduce me to more jobs.This is just Shir's inner thoughts, and he will definitely not say it.

He shrugged at the person without saying a word, walked past the person and left.

Speaking of which, when did the title "Little Young Master" appear?Shi Er still studied it for a while, and he thought it was quite appropriate, so he said so.

After all, if an ambitious young man is not called a young master, is he a master or Dana?That would be too strange.

During the period, there were beauties throwing winks at him. Shi Er saw the blond beauty with steel balls. It was more appropriate to say that she was a beautiful girl than a beauty. The other party was wearing a red dress, and her face looked like a delicate Fran puppet.

It's not the type he likes, but from an aesthetic point of view, no one can say that she is not beautiful.

A young man around him called Alice, maybe that was her name, Shi Er still thought quite leisurely: It's very suitable.

He went out to play for about three hours, and when he came back Ango Sakaguchi was still sitting in his original position working.

Shi Er thought: He has gone out, and he must be talking about big business that I don't know about. As long as I am present, there will always be insignificant sundries on the screen.

His employer was too defensive.

When Shi Er came back, he didn't even say that I was back. He just lay down on the sofa and turned on a certain channel.

Ango Sakaguchi looked up at him, with a tired expression on his face, and he said, "Turn down the volume, Shier-kun, you can use earphones."

So Zenyuan Shier put on the earphones.

He just wants someone to call on him.

……

Ango made a deal with Mori Ogai.

After this conversation, he was ready for everything, and he only owed Dongfeng, and he was just waiting for Shi Er to go one-on-one with Wujo Wu.

It is unavoidable for Ango to settle the matter with Mori Ogai. How to put it, in his impression Mori Ogai should be a bit more cunning and cunning. Does this mean the inherent impression?

In fact, since he played Dazai, Mori Ogai has a good attitude towards himself, and he has a lot to say when he is most confused.

But for some reason, Dazai loves and hates Mori Ogai, and when he thinks of him, he feels disgusted in his heart.

And Ango, after all, he is a spy, and he is still an official, the hairs all over his body stand up when he sees the smiling fox-like Mori Ogai, thinking that he must be careful, he must be careful.

Mori Ogai didn't know what he talked about with the farming chief and the congressmen. In short, he obtained the legal right to operate the Black Pool, which is a platform for hiring curse masters.

In the past, the last batch of domestic stations were illegal, and those that were attacked in Japan are now officially classified as the industry of a legal violent group.

This violent group is not a port/black/hand/party on the surface, but an organization that has kidnapped many people, for fear of being found out by people in the magic world.

After all, the black pool will affect the director's monopoly on conjurers.

Obtaining the opening permit for Mori Ogai is far easier than obtaining the opening permit for Bungo Stray Dogs World. There is no way. The government is hoping that some group has the courage to challenge the director. In addition, it must be able to recruit enough magicians, Mori Ogai Since the foreigner is willing to carry the banner, let him try.

In addition, the members of the Sakaguchi faction all turned to Mori Ogai, willing to give him a chance to try, and the Chief Farmer and the Minister of Defense in the hall agreed with half-push.

Anwu speculates that there are other rights transactions in the middle, but these are not what he can know at present.

As the referrer of the two parties, Ango was naturally thanked by Mori Ogai. In the Japanese culture of gratitude, Mori Ogai owed him a great kindness, which needs to be repaid. The incantation tool for the reverse spell, or Mori Ogai knows another reverse spell user.

He is qualified to put forward this condition to Mori Ogai. After all, he still needs to help the other party settle the people with keen sense of smell in the director's meeting, so that the fire will not burn on Mori Ogai.

I thought Mori Ogai would have to look for it for a while, but he showed a subtle smile and said, "Yes."

"After disembarking, I will send the gift of thanks to the mansion."

When I went out, I met a beautiful girl with blond hair at the corner. Ango's face remained unchanged, but he kept complaining in his heart: Isn't this face the future Alice?Although I already knew that Alice has supernatural powers in human form, why is she getting smaller and smaller, and she is still a beautiful girl now and will become a loli in the future? Is it because Mr. Mori's mentality has changed?

Slightly perverted.

……

The parallel world next door.

Dazai rarely puffed up his cheeks and asked Oda: "Is Mori-san such a strategizing character?"

Oda Saku had question marks all over his face. He thought about Mori Ogai. After being kicked out by Dazai, he first went to the orphanage. He took care of countless war orphans and opened up government links to shelter many children. He was also the father of Atsushi Nakajima. After leaving the shopkeeper, Zhong Yuan Zhong also became a teacher of the port mafia after being kicked out of the shelves.

He said in a fair way: "He is a good person."

Dazai hammered the table angrily and said: "Damn it, it's actually Mr. Mori who grew up in our world. If Mr. Mori from the main world wouldn't have such a sense of strategizing, okay? That guy is a pure careerist, very crumbs."

"Damn, it's too hateful, has Mr. Sen turned out to be a good person?"

Oda Saku said: "Isn't this a good thing?" He said, "Compared to the main world in Dazai's mouth, what happens in our world is all good things."

A small world where no one dies.

Dazai's expression softened: "That's right..."

He finally muttered like a child: "But I just feel that Mr. Sen took advantage of it."

But this is just a small episode. Compared with Mori Ogai, he cares more about...

"Ah, it really did appear." He said in surprise, "An Wu seduced me with sex!"

Oda Saku glanced at it: "You can't call it seduction/seduction."

……

High Seas Auction, the last day.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

There was a knock on Ango's door.

The bodyguards in black suits were fully armed and menacing, followed by the smiling captain.

A voice came from inside the door: "What's the matter?" The voice was not impatient, but very cold and stylized.

After a while, a small crack opened in the door. It was Ango Sakaguchi. He was still wearing a suit, but his tie was removed for some reason. He even took off his glasses. The mole at the corner of his eye became more obvious. skin.

Hardly a healthy whiteness.

He even panted a little, but the panting was too slight, and he quickly regained his composure.

Compared with his fair neck, there are slightly red cheeks, the blush perfectly integrated with the fair skin, and a small patch of pink is smudged, which makes him not like a robot, and finally a human will appear on his face. Some expressions and colors that people have, like the ink beauty in Menger Beauty's picture, suddenly walked out.

He is undoubtedly beautiful now, but this is not a decent beauty, but mixed with abstinence.

Not to mention evil, but a little unreasonable, those bodyguards couldn't look away.

"I'm sorry." The captain bowed ninety degrees when he came up, "There is currently a vicious robbery on board..." He tried his best to explain Datong with euphemistic expectations.

Of course Anwu knew what he was talking about, it was nothing more than an assassination incident, Shir was the one who did it, how could he not know?

But of course he had to act like he didn't know, and even asked coldly: "Malignant/incident? Are you trying to tell me that safety on the high seas cannot be guaranteed? Or do you think I'm a prisoner or I'm harboring a prisoner?" ?”

"No, of course not that."

After explaining for a long time, Ango reluctantly let him go. Of course, the follow-up black market will definitely compensate him as a guest.

Security asked where the other person he was living with was, and they received word that Ango was living with a well-built man.

The young man with the neckline open slowly pulled out his silver-rimmed glasses and said, "Come with me."

Walk towards the bed.