The strongest spell binding milk wants to change jobs every day

Nakahara Chuya had always thought that he had committed crimes in his previous life, so he had a partner like Dazai Osamu who was so angry that he didn't pay for his life.

When the two of them were called Double Black, they really cooperated with each other tacitly, which sounded very good.But this tacit understanding is often used by Dazai to anger him, so it is not happy at all!

After all, that guy defected from the Port Mafia.Not long after he celebrated, he discovered that this kind of person who could piss him off, sent one away and another, one after another!

Do they think they are unlimited refills in fast food restaurants? !It's endless, isn't it?

Standing at the bottom of the pit, Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists as he heard the laughter above.

Why, even though they are different people, they can make him feel the same anger? !

"You guys, do you want to be crushed by gravity?!" Nakahara Chuya's body was covered in dark red light, with a hint of black, slowly floating up from the bottom of the pit.

Even though he was standing at the same height as the college students, his figure could still be called petite, but the aura exuding from him could not be ignored.

The temperament that has been immersed in the mafia for many years, the bloody and dangerous eyes, mixed with the ostentatious aura on his body, is full of oppression.

The bodyguard brothers who were standing straight in front of the building all bowed down respectfully.

The college students looked at the situation, scratched their heads, and closed their mouths quietly, "."

It wasn't because they were afraid, nor did they dare to fight. It was simply that their main purpose was to visit, and to inform Mr. Curse Spirit, and they didn't come to make enemies for themselves.

There's no need to fight or anything, really no need.

But the rationality and understanding of the students cannot awaken the conscience of an unreliable teacher.

"Ha ha ha ha long time no see, Mr. Zhongya, you are exactly the same as before." Gojo Satoru held the phone on Bai Xue's shoulder with one hand, covered his stomach with the other hand, and laughed uncontrollably.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at Gojo Satoru's phone, gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Gojo's photo has been deleted!"

If the boss hadn't asked them to go up, Zhongyuan Zhong really wanted to punch him up and snatch Wujo Wu's phone away!

"Don't be so vigilant—" Gojo Satoru hangs on Bai Xue's shoulder, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I just want to share a photo of Nakaya-kun—"

Zhong Yuan also clenched his hands and laughed angrily.The dark red halo around the body became more and more obvious, and the large entrance stairs that had collapsed into a big hole were in danger.The smooth marble slabs are cracked.

Even the bodyguards who bowed on the spot just now retreated to the position close to the building.They really have never seen it before. Some people dare to provoke the Central Plains cadres like this!

Although it sounds like the two parties in this conversation are acquainted, but they haven't seen an old acquaintance who would seek death as soon as they come up? !

In the shock of the bodyguard brothers, Zhong Yuanzhong was already thinking about whether to do it first, and then apologize to the boss after doing it.

Unfortunately, Bai Xue didn't give him this chance.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhongyuan, Mr. Wutiao, he is too skinny!"

Seeing the situation, Bai Xue twitched the corner of her mouth, and immediately pulled the cuffs of the five cats to make him bow his head, and then grabbed the cat's mouth to stop him from speaking.

When Gojo Gojo involuntarily closed the mic, Baixue looked at Nakahara and apologized very earnestly, "I will supervise Gojo-sensei to delete the photo. I'm sorry to cause you trouble. We went so rashly and didn't explain the situation clearly I'm really sorry..."

Bai Xue made such a formal apology, but the irritable Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ah..." Zhong Yuanzhong uncomfortably pressed his hat to cover his fierce eyes just now, "It's not particularly troublesome. It doesn't matter if you delete the photos..."

"Thank you for your understanding!" Bai Xue returned to Zhongya very quickly, pulled her cat's paw, and took out the phone from his hand to delete photos one by one.

Not even the remaining photos were spared.

Bai Xue turned on the phone's memory, only to find silently that more than half of the 256g memory was taken by Wutiao teacher, all kinds of black historical photos of people.

The kind that can stably pull hatred every time you take it out.

Bai Xue: ...If she deletes all of them directly, Teacher Wutiao will cry...

Forget it.

Bai Xue didn't know what to see, created a new folder and dragged all those photos into it, and then deleted the series of photos just taken.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, I deleted them all, you can take a look."

"Ah, if you delete it, you'll be fine." Nakahara Chuya was still feeling uncomfortable, turned around and lowered his voice, "You follow me and go directly to the boss. The boss is waiting for you."

never mind?

The marble steps don't need to pay for repairs, do they?

According to the frequency of port buildings being bombed, if you don't even need compensation, you will really be poor.

Bai Xue glanced at the entrance stairs that were both shot and crushed by gravity just now.

Not to mention the potholes and cracks, even the gravel and dust are all over the original white and clean stairs.

But none of these are as attractive as the silvery white that Bai Xue suddenly caught her attention.Bai Xue looked down and saw a big cat over 1.9 meters squatting on the ground, drawing circles on the ground in dissatisfaction, circle after circle.

Bai Xue felt like a parent who came out with a bear child, the greatest meaning of existence was to apologize and wipe his ass.

The point is, after the apology, the bear boy was still unhappy, he pursed his mouth and felt that he had done nothing wrong, and he wanted to coax him.

Bai Xue took a breath and muttered in her heart.

The boyfriend I chose, the boyfriend I chose... can't be abandoned!

Hey!

Why didn't she find out that Mr. Wutiao was actually underage? !

That is to say, when will she stop talking about Wangnianlian?Specifically refers to the kind of psychological sibling love.

After Bai Xue coaxed the big cat for a long time, Nakahara Nakaya managed to lead people to the top floor of the port building.

He stood in the elevator, and through the reflective interior of the elevator, he saw Gojo Satoru lying tenderly on Bai Xue's shoulder, humming softly.Zhong Yuanzhong was also so frightened that he almost crushed the walkie-talkie in his hand.

Was Gojo Satoru really not being dropped? !

As if aware of Nakahara Chuya's gaze, Gojo Satoru raised his head from Baixue's shoulder and neck, and mouthed with a smile: This is my girlfriend, you don't have Nakahara-kun, envy me——

This sentence, this ostentatious demeanor, is really too similar to Dazai Osamu's frivolous virtue!It's so annoying!

Nakahara Chuya subconsciously wants to fight Gojo Satoru!

Fortunately, the leader's office arrived before he actually started.

The high school students and their bloated phases were left in the rest waiting area next to them.

Only Wujo Wu Baixue and Xia Youjie followed Zhongyuan Zhongya and entered the chief's office with a thick gate.

"Boss, I brought you here."

Zhong Yuan entered the door and bent down to the uncle behind the desk, ready to kneel down on one knee to salute.But before he knelt down, he saw Bai Xue's terrified eyes.

That kind of panic is completely a hellish feeling.

It's like seeing the Japanese Prime Minister dancing to the Pure Land of Bliss in a bikini, or seeing the high-level people in the magic world wearing maid costumes and saying welcome home, master.

"What era is it now... Is it possible that I accidentally traveled back to the Taisho era?"

"No—" Wujo Wu understood Bai Xue's meaning, and replied with a smile, "Modern, very civilized modern society—"

There was a slight tremor in Bai Xue's soft voice, "Then... Wutiao teacher mafia is still engaged in feudal restoration? Could it be that we have to perform the same ritual..."

Bai Xue's face was full of resistance and disgust.

With such an exposed emotion, Nakahara Chuya's knees were bent, and he couldn't kneel for no reason.

"It's okay, Nakaya-kun, you are my most important subordinate, so you don't have to be so restrained when you salute." Sitting behind the desk, Mori Ogai said with a smile.

"It's the boss." Zhong Yuanzhong also responded and stood up straight.

"Who is this lady?" Mori Ogai crossed his hands under his chin, smiling warmly, like a kind and harmless middle-aged uncle.

But Bai Xue looked at the calculation flashing in the other person's eyes, and subconsciously thought that this person might not be so easy to talk to.

"Mr. Mori, haven't you always liked young girls? Don't always stare at other people's little girlfriends." Gojo Satoru pulled Bai Xue back into his arms with one hand, and said in a casual tone with one hand in his pocket.

"Huh? Is this Gojo-kun's girlfriend? It's really a good match." Mori Ogai still smiled, and not only asked slowly, "Why is Gojo-kun so ordinary today, why didn't he go out of the window?"

"It's too much trouble, the students have to bring them up one by one. Besides, more than one piece of your glass will be broken—"

"Really, thank you Gojo-kun for thinking about me." Mori Ogai replied quietly.

Even if Shirayuki didn't know who Mori Ogai was, he could hear deep resentment from this sentence.

It seems that the glass broken by my cat is not rare.

Two or three jokes passed, and the topic returned to the topic.

"Presumably Gojo-kun didn't come here today to discuss glass with me." Mori Ogai put his hands on the table and said seriously, "Is there anything going on in Yokohama?"

"Yokohama's magic power has become stronger——"

Gojo Satoru was not affected by Mori Ogai's aura at all, and directly pulled Shirayuki to sit on the sofa next to him, with his long legs raised, "Whether it's the spell power or the number of spell spirits, it has increased a lot."

Mori Ogai said helplessly, "It's a pity that I'm an ordinary person, and I can't see the changes Gojo-kun said."

"That's not a natural change, it's man-made." Gojo Satoru leaned on the sofa and pushed his sunglasses, "It was done by a curse master who defected from the magic world."

"Why Yokohama?"

"Because Chuya-kun is here—"

Gojo Gojo glanced at Nakahara Chuya with his blue eyes, and continued, "That guy's previous plan was broken, and he changed into a body that can change the art of Wuwei. So I decided to move my mind here."

"Nakaya-kun?" Mori Ogai frowned, "What does he want to do?"

"Probably wanting to restore Chuya-kun to a mass of unconscious mana."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned suddenly, "That guy wants Huangba to vomit?!"