the next day.The entrance of the second-grade classroom of the college.

As soon as Xia Youjie entered, he saw Gojo Satoru lying listlessly on the table.

The two long legs seem to have no place to put them, and they are stuffed under the desk.

The arms seemed to have lost their strength, hanging down like noodles.Shake it from time to time.

Not only that, he put his left face directly on the table, his white and soft forehead drooped, and no one could see his true expression.

——The point is, this guy still wears the sunglasses that he never wears in front of his teacher on the bridge of his nose, and he doesn't think it hurts to press the frame of the glasses.

"?"

Xia Youjie walked in in a daze, reached out and patted that head: "What's wrong, you're so listless, Wu."

ah.Even so, he could actually guess something.

There were not many students in the High School of Conjuration, and there were only three of them in this year's second grade.

Of course, the dormitories of Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu are not far away.

Even though there was a shower last night on the spring night, the sound of thunder, rain, and wind coerced each other, making it extremely noisy.

——Xia Youjie still heard the knock on the door.

The magician, who is habitually vigilant, was startled awake, squinting his eyes and lifting his head from the pillow, trying hard to distinguish the direction of the noise in the rainy night.

Then he realizes:

[-]. This is the High School of Conjuration, every inch of land is covered by barriers, and it is an absolutely safe base camp for conjurers.

[-]. The direction of the sound is not from other places. The person who lives there is the teacher Dazai Osamu who is staying today and Gojo Satoru.

[-]. Probably Wu is doing something messy again...

Xia Youjie fell back again, letting his half-length black hair fall on the pillow.

The male high school student who was in the middle of puberty and had a long body, after eliminating the risk factors, he fell asleep frankly in a second.

--Then.When I woke up early in the morning, I found that my relatives and friends were lying in the classroom half dead, melting into a puddle of cat cakes.

As if it was completely sunk by something.

Xia Youjie's eyes fluttered, and it was hard to imagine what could have happened in the middle of the night last night to knock down the current strongest man in the world of magic.

(Do not)

(It's that 'Osamu Dazai'...)

In my mind, the scene of the shackle on the tray flashed for some reason.

(That ordinary person without magic power was so feared by the higher-ups that he even trembled and frightened when he spoke)

(It seems that it is not unimaginable to sink Wu Chi into such a state with words...)

"...Jay?"

At this time, the big white-haired cat barely moved, and let out a dying sound from its throat.

"I'll sleep first. Call me when Uncle Moth comes."

The more I said this sentence, the lower my voice became, and the last two words were just lips moving.

Normally, Xia Youjie would just let him go, and sometimes he even slipped a piece of bread from the school's vending machine to Wujou.

But today is different.

Obviously, I just arrived at the high school of conjuration yesterday.

But Osamu Dazai seems to be born with a vortex of violence and blood.

No.Rather, what this man carried with him was the Pandora's Box with the lid opened.

From that ominous black box, several kinds of evils flew around the man.

'Greed, hypocrisy, slander, envy, pain'...*

Reflecting that cold and temperatureless face.

Only the 'hope' at the bottom of the box.

The deepest tenderness carefully hidden.

I don't know when it will be discovered.

——In short.Although words are difficult to describe clearly.

However, whether it is Xia Youjie or Jia Ruzizi, they all have a feeling:

"Conjuration World/Conjuration High School, with the arrival of Osamu Dazai, it seems that something will be changed..."

Therefore, even Jia Ruzi, who had just walked into the classroom slowly, showed no mercy.

The girl knocked on the desk with her knuckles unceremoniously, while Xia Youjie patted Gojo Wu on the shoulder.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, what happened?"

"Yeah. You can go to bed after Teacher Noctua Moth leaves."

The 'companions' and all that, are just so unmerciful sometimes.

And I don't know why, these two people also started to call the head teacher "Mr. Night Moth" instead of simply "Teacher".

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The white-haired cat, who couldn't get enough sleep, lost its temper and slammed its head against the table before raising its face full of depression.

After a pause, Gojo Satoru messed up his hair with one hand, showing fierce eyes from the sunglasses.

However, the two students were not afraid of him at all, and they were chatting happily.

Jia Ruozi: "What did you do last night? I don't believe you still have the mind to play games at this time."

Xia Youjie: "Have you gone to see Mr. Dazai? Why did you wake up so early in the morning?"

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, but closed it angrily as if he didn't know what to say.

"...Just then," the 17-year-old young man remembered something, and said murderously: "Meet a nasty thief!"

"The teacher didn't let me kill him, and then drove me back. I was so angry that I didn't fall asleep at all last night! —Damn it! I could have had a good dream!"

The more Gojo Satoru talked, the more angry he became, and then he thought about his experience this morning, and even felt a little wronged:

"Finally in the morning, the teacher didn't come to the classroom with me. Really, my 'six eyes' can't catch the teacher who has no magic power! What if the teacher sneaks away again?! Then before I contacted the nutritionist and sent the teacher’s previous physical examination report in the hospital, but I didn’t hand over a satisfactory recuperation plan for a while. ——Why didn’t everything go well?! I’m so mad!! I want to fire he!!!"

Wujo Satoru, who was angry, complained a lot without breathing.After finishing speaking, he found that the two classmates were staring at him subtly.

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?! What expression are you two??"

very angry.

Jia Ruozi: "It turns out that you can also take care of people... We bet you are born with a lack of this nerve. Ah, it's over, the diva will lose miserably."

Xia Youjie was a little blindsided: "Wu. Are you too, uh," he selected a word, "—relying on your teacher?"

As a normal person with a conscience, Xia Youjie draws a distance between people:

"Look. Each of us actually has our own responsibilities, and you can't force your teacher to stay with you all the time, right?"

He has a headache.

(Moreover)

Xia Youjie thought with some certainty.

(Put Osamu Dazai and the magic world together, the obviously dangerous one is not the former, right?)

Gojo Gojo narrowed his eyes dangerously as if he was stabbed by a certain word.

"'rely'…………?"

The young man lowered his voice and repeated hoarsely.

"—No. I've had enough of that lesson. I will never 'depend' on the teacher again."

"so!"

The male high school student declared confidently:

"I want to protect the teacher in my own way!!!"

Gojo Satoru took out a small communicator from his pocket.

On that screen, a steady red dot flashed.

"Look~~~! The latest locator!" Gojo Satoru said proudly and triumphantly:

"With this, I know where the teacher is going. Hey, hey! You two, why do you have such expressions?!"

Jiarui Glass couldn't help but baptize Gojo Satoru with the gaze of looking at the pervert.

Xia Youjie covered his face and let out a long sigh:

"I've been wanting to say it since yesterday, Wu."

"Whether it's handcuffs or a locator. A normal person wouldn't do such a thing to his teacher!!!!"

Xia Youjie was very tired.

[The barrage is dead from laughter.

"Hahahahahaha I knew it!!!"

"How can it be possible to be a student of Dazai without being blackened?!"

"Not to mention that the former Xiao 5 has already evolved into the five patriarchs~~~"

"Young Patriarch, do you understand a lot? Tell us quickly! Hee hee, hee hee~"

"I looked at Jiege's speechless expression and laughed so hard hahhh"

"Congratulations, Brother Jie, for becoming a Tucao slave! It's hard work for a normal person to be caught between crazy critics and friends and the holy grail of the world hahahahahaha!"

"Am I the only one who thinks Gaozhuan Wu is about to overturn?"

"Add me to the left!!! 5, you are still too naive to use a locator!!"

"5, have you forgotten how the leader Zai used the bug to knock you down?!"

"I am the ancestor who played with these little toys hahahahaha——"

"Sit and wait for the next famous scene!!!"

"Also! Ming people don't say dark words!! The two 5t5s were staggered last night. I want to see two cats scratching each other!"

"Wouldn't it be nice for big and small cats to compete for favor!!"

"The cat's hairs flew all over the place after being scratched, and then the leader Zai sat next to him with a face of rejection? Hahahahahaha"

"Damn, what are you refusing! At this time, it's time to forcibly pull the leader to kill! Big cats and cats all asked 'Who do you choose?!' I can rush now when I think of this kind of picture!!"

"Wait! Wait! Wait!!! Sisters, let's see who's here!"]

Accompanied by screams on the barrage.

For some reason, Noctua Moth, who was late for class today, pushed open the door of the classroom with a sullen face.

——That look, for no reason, showed a calmness that was indifferent to life and death.

Standing on the podium, Noctua Moth's righteous gaze was oppressed through the sunglasses.

He opened his mouth to announce——

With a "swipe", the classroom door was pushed open again.

then.

The guy who was late for class because of the moth, walked in briskly.

Do not doubt.

Wearing the uniform of a high school teacher, his eyes are wrapped with bandages, and his soft white hair is curled upwards.

It was 27 years old, another Gojo Satoru.

No one knows how this person negotiated with the high level of the magic world.

After just one night (maybe the morning is added), Gojo Satoru, who came from another world, has a reasonable identity to officially walk around in this world.

The 27-year-old man triumphantly stood on the podium with Ye Mo Zhengdao, looking down at the three young men.

Showing a lazy look, he smiled.

"Yo. Brats!"

The high school teacher said hello.

"The 'strongest' is here to train you! Although it's only for a limited time, it's an honor!!"

Jiarui Nigzi had a toothache, and instantly understood why Teacher Noctua would show that expression.

Xia Youjie, on the other hand, felt itchy, and smiled, wanting to punch that disgusting face with his fist.

Locked by the gaze from that high place, the young Patriarch of the Gotiao family slowly showed a sneer.

"... was looking for you. Just in time."

17-year-old Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and said.

undoubtedly.What is burning in the air is probably the killing intent.

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