See the spirit boy Gangji

Osamu Dazai didn't have much expression on his face.After getting off the train, he squinted at the angry and resentful Q next to him, and kept a state of indifference to how Q cursed him viciously, the young cadre.

"But you're really noisy." Dazai sat in the black car, and for the sake of security, he sat in the back seat with Yumeno Kusaku, and he casually placed one of his fingers on each other's body.This is Osamu Dazai's ability. As long as he touches it, he can nullify all supernatural abilities. After all, Yumeno Hisaku's spiritual ability is really unpredictable. Even if he vomits blood miserably now, he can't relax his vigilance.

"Seeing you makes people feel sick, kneeling in front of the master and begging for mercy, you are disgusting, I will torture you to death..." Hisakuku Yumeno was still spitting blood from his mouth, cursing Osamu Dazai angrily .

The young man with a bandage on his body casually flicked the gift box clipped around his waist. He looked really impatient. He really didn't like those howling dogs. Can't he be quiet for a while after being caught? ?This will only make it look more desolate.

"It seems that you have nothing to do. You are still so energetic after taking a tranquilizer and vomiting blood. Are you really a little kid with excess energy? Really, what are you swearing all day long..." Osamu Dazai kicked mercilessly kicked the opponent:

"If you weren't so stupid at the time and were used by the enemy, why would you be locked in the confinement room now?"

Osamu Dazai's tone was slightly sarcastic.

"Isn't this your own problem? I'm just doing things according to the charter."

He slowly tore open a candy and threw it into his mouth: "Oh, of course, the few kicks you kicked were indeed my personal revenge, but who made you so annoying." He is not as good-tempered as the little dwarf.

"Cough cough... What is the relationship between you and that Sawada, cough..." Is it the bait to catch yourself?He had never heard the news that the new psychic powers were being recruited, and if there were any, he should be able to hear some rumors.Yumeno Hisaku gritted his teeth, his head was still throbbing with pain, this was the first time he received backlash from a mental attack.

Osamu Dazai probably knew what he was thinking when he looked at the other person, he sneered, and waved his hands: "What, you think too much, you don't need others to arrest you, it's just bad luck for you to attack others, it's none of their business." used things.

He exerted a slight force on his masseter muscles, grinding the fruit sugar in his mouth.

The subordinate who was driving saw from the rearview mirror that the black-haired, kite-eyed cadre and staff were staring at him with a warm smile.

"Please concentrate on driving." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "Has no one taught you..."

"Don't just listen to other people's gossip."

"I'm very sorry Dazai-san!!"

The train doors opened.

The brown-haired boy stared down at his phone while carrying his backpack.

[It's easy to recognize] What exactly is it like? Mr. Wujo Wu sent a lot of messages, but to be honest, there are really not many useful ones.

Tsuna walked out of the passage and stood in the middle of the hall, looking around, Tokyo... there are a lot of messy things.He shifted his body slightly to avoid a dark ball floating in the air and swaying around, while looking at his phone and thinking about sending a message to Mr. Gojo Satoru.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi." The brown-haired boy raised his head and turned around immediately.

The blond man looked up and down at the middle school student standing in front of him for a while, and subconsciously frowned slightly. Was there only one person who came to Tokyo without a guardian?Gang Ji became a little nervous when he saw him.

"You, hello... I'm Sawada Tsunayoshi," his voice became a little weaker. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Qihai?"

Gang Ji didn't expect that the man who came to pick him up looked serious and somewhat decadent, and his suit and leather shoes were full of the seriousness of a social adult that Gang Ji was not familiar with.

Probably Gojo Satoru's incongruity gave him an illusion, making Tsunayoshi subconsciously think that conjurers are a group of dissociated elements with relatively presumptuous behavior. Now think about Mr. Gojo Satoru's appearance. Well, and the Tokyo High School of Conjuration sounds quite serious. Mr. Gojo also mentioned that there are some elders and the principal...

"Have you had breakfast yet?" Jianren Qihai looked at the boy hesitating on the spot, thought for a while, took out a sandwich in an oil paper bag from the briefcase he was carrying, and handed it to Tsuna Ji .

Tsunayoshi lowered his head and smelled the aroma of smoked bacon and spaghetti bolognese.

"This is the signboard of the bakery I often go to, let's use this cushion first." Qihai Jianren turned on the phone: "The next place we are going to is the High School of Conjuration, I will take you there first Seeing the principal, you don't have to be so nervous," Qihai felt that the boy in front of her was extraordinarily shy, and her tone couldn't help becoming gentler.

"You can ask any questions in the car later."

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"Your basic situation Gojo Satoru has just told me about it. Do you know the evaluation of the magician? That is the level."

Gang Ji nodded and shook his head again, telling the truth: "I know a little... but not very clear, sometimes it's hard for me to tell the difference..."

"Can you see the magic power in my hand?" Jianren Qihai asked, and he stretched out his palm, which was covered with dark purple magic power: "You can recall the negative emotions and more intense emotions such as anger in your heart, and then imagine They come together to manifest from the body."

Gangji shook his head.

"What I gather is not magic power."

Qihai looked at the information on the screen. "The five articles said that you want to come and check the spell?" If you can't gather the magic power, it should be said that you can't make the spell.

The brown-haired boy was a little shy and nervous: "Well, I came here because I couldn't figure it out. Hmm... probably something like a domain?" His tone was hesitant.

Qihai:? ? ?

Jianren Qihai had to admit that at a certain moment, he wondered if he could not keep up with the trend of the times.

Today's kids...are they all that strong?

Noctua was informed of the identity of Sawada Tsunayoshi, and also knew that the child in front of him was not from an ordinary family, so he stepped forward to experience this black field.

There is not a little light, but people can see each other, and it's not like stretching out your hands, yelling, [-], [-], and [-] fingers.It seems that people themselves have become a source of light in the entire domain space.But... "There is a problem..." Ye Mozheng looked around for a long time, then turned to ask the blond man, "What do you think, Qihai?"

The light-blond conjurer touched his watch.

The man's eyes were sharp, he pulled out a huge knife covered with spots and stripes, and swung the knife in front of him.

This blade contains powerful magic power. If this is a space, it should be able to break through a basic opening, and at least the sound of hitting the barrier can be heard.

But as the saber continued to swing, the surroundings were extremely quiet, as if a stone had been thrown into a bottomless pit, and there was no echo.

"Except for the ground, there is no sense of space. It is like four directions, up, down, left, and right, and only the feet can be felt. The sense of direction is extremely confusing."

Jianren Qihai took back the weapon in his hand, and he took a few steps forward, as if he wanted to see where the end was.

Taking the releaser of the field and the participant night moth as the judgment point of the distance, Qi Haijian chose a direction and walked forward.

After walking for about 5 minutes, the conjurer looked down at his watch.

back.

Jianren Qihai focused slightly, and walked back.

"I walked about 430 meters." He said: "But in my line of sight, you have not shrunk after reaching a certain distance point. The distance on the way back is about 300 meters. My position should be There is no deviation. That is to say, the range of this space should be 300 meters." And it is too confusing.If you can't find a reference object in the pitch black, you will feel like you are walking forward.

"Another point is that the breath of the mantra is very weak, and you can barely feel it." Jianren Qihai thought for a while: "Maybe it has something to do with Sawada's inability to directly condense the mantra..."

He looked at the night moth: "Is there any relationship caused by family blood inheritance?" Generally speaking, special spells and words that can perform domains should have a relatively strong bloodline.

Noctua stared at the thin, brown-haired boy standing in the center, and said after deliberating, "This kid does have a rather special bloodline."

"Because of your special status, I won't report the things you can develop in the field, but we still need to know some basic information." Noctua Moth Zhengdao asked seriously:

"By the way, what's the name of your domain?"

Gang Ji just took back the domain, and couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this question.

"Eh?"

The time didn't take too long, and it was not much different from the time calculated by Tsunayoshi. The time agreed by Tsunayoshi and Chiyo was 9:[-].It's still half an hour early.

"Thank you, Mr. Qihai, for sending me here. I'm sorry for your inconvenience." Tsuna pushed the door and got out of the car, thanking the man with light blond hair.

He originally thought that the other party was a super serious and unsmiling man, but unexpectedly, Tsuna Yoshi thought about it, and felt that Mr. Nanami was really a super reliable and gentle person!

"This is my mobile phone number. If you have any questions, you can ask me anytime." Jianren Qihai rolled down the window and handed the boy a business card.

"Wujo Satoru has a very bad personality, but he is still reliable in some key things. If he encounters trouble, he will not sit idly by." Qihai's voice was calm, and he sincerely gave it from the perspective of a senior. Looking at the boy who is too young in front of him, he suggested:

"I heard that you're actually not that interested in the magic world, are you?"

"Yes... I actually don't know much about this aspect."

"Any other dreams?" the man asked.

"Ah, it feels a little far away to dream..." Tsuna smiled awkwardly, not just a waste material gang, but for most people, dream is a very difficult word to realize, Tsuna thought about it Next: "But if it is an ideal life in the future, it should be able to live a stable and stable life, but judging from my current situation, it is also a bit difficult..." He missed too many classes ah.As soon as he mentioned this, he felt that he would not even be able to graduate from high school by then...

If so, it would be fatal.

Complex emotions appeared on the boy's face.If so, what will I be able to do in the future?He counted and counted, and he didn't seem to have much skill.

Gang Ji rarely talked about this issue with others.Because not many people have asked him about it.

Once I think of it, the result will always be white and confused.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have one now. The reason why dreams are called dreams is because they have to be constantly pursued." The man said calmly: "You still have a long time to choose and think."

"You don't need to feel troubled because you have the talent for spells. The spell power is just one kind of your talent. You don't need to limit yourself to this mode." Jianren Qihai put his hands on the car on the steering wheel: "Conjurer is definitely not a good job."

Tsunayoshi plucked up his courage and asked boldly: "Then, why did Mr. Nanami become a magician?"

"I feel that a responsible and serious person like Mr. Qihai will become an excellent talent no matter where he is!" The boy said this sincerely, and his eyes even showed yearning.Tsunayoshi felt that if she could become a mature and attractive adult like Qihai in the future, she would definitely not worry Nana's mother. If Mr. Qihai became a magician, is there any special reason?

The man turned his face slightly, a small shadow fell from his face, his face became a little thinner and his frontal bone protruded slightly.The Nordic Europa lineage seemed to become more pronounced in him.But his next sentence surprised Gangji.

"Conjurers are shit."

"Eh!?"

"Overtime and labor are even more shit." The blond conjurer replied very calmly, as if answering some kind of established fact: "All I did was to choose the more suitable one from two bad options. That's all."

His personal will does not match the collective will of the company.He couldn't fight it.His integrity and morality are like ships sailing against the wind in the turbulent sea of ​​market capital.does not meet the requirements.

This is the established ending, and in the end it will only be assimilated or eliminated.

If this is the case, it is better to choose another group of garbage that is more suitable for you, at least it will not go against your wishes too much, you just need to do the tasks assigned to you.

"You are still young and have unlimited possibilities. If there is something you want to do, just try to achieve it."

"Life is always short..." He glanced at his watch, and seemed to realize that this topic was too far away for the boy in front of him.He smiled at the brown-haired boy.

"It's already 9:10, go in quickly, isn't there someone waiting for you?"

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