God is still on the way to recovery

In an Internet technology club in Tokyo, the atmosphere in the boss's office is extremely lively.

"The convergence of the Fourier series second harmonic and third harmonic series satisfies the Dilichili condition of the periodic function Ababa Ababa...

Gilgamesh, who was in the shape of a blond little girl, glanced through the crack of the door. The unknown existence whose pen was frantically calculating while chanting in a language that others could not understand shook his head numbly at Kotomine Kirei.

Hopeless……

"How long has he been in this state?" The young hero king stared at the priest with his big red eyes.

He just went out and wandered around for a long time, and when he came back, he got a god who was in an extremely excited state. Those weird names and wonderful terms, could it be that he was chanting a spell asking the evil god to come down?

The gentle and beautiful god is broken, no matter how you look at it, it is the fault of the priest's poor care!

"That's how we came together this morning." Not seeing each other overnight, Kotomine Kirei has experienced a lot of vicissitudes, and the corners of the uncle's mouth began to grow stubble, obviously worried about the state of a certain god "The enchantment really reminded me that there was someone last night I came in, but I confirmed that it was a senior in the young master's magic world, so I didn't care..."

That white-haired, blue-eyed man?

Gilgamesh had a thoughtful expression on his small face.

After coming to Tokyo, Gilgamesh was attracted by the prosperity and openness of this international city. After all, Fuyuki City is not an international city, and the novelty it brings is limited. The King of Heroes has learned a lot about local customs and customs in the past few days. Uramo is a magician by profession, and he specially collects information on many magicians.

"Gojo Satoru," Gilgamesh accurately reported the opponent's name, "he represents one of the three masters in the magic world."

Kotomine Kirei knew that Gojo Satoru was a high school teacher, but he didn't have a deep understanding of the other party's identity.

After all, people with special abilities like them are "unreasonable" for ordinary people, and the confidentiality of a lot of information is very high. For example, Wutiaowu can only find information on teachers and religious experts on search engines, and then Some photos taken by passersby.

The other party is a bigwig in the magic world, so he came to see Momo because of some work matters?

"It must be because something earth-shaking has happened in the magic world that can make Young Master Mu so nervous." Kirei speculated.

"The gang of miscellaneous cultivators really don't know how to pick time. It's obvious that I'm trying hard to sharpen my ability in order to successfully pass the strange test called 'college entrance examination'. I don't care about the affairs of the magic world. I think Wujo Wu didn't get support, so I don't know what to do. I left without saying a word." After Gilgamesh Young finished speaking, he felt that his analysis made sense.

Back then, Wujo Wudaomao entered the magic world, obviously because he wanted to gain the support of the gods so that he could win the factional struggle. He was really a miscellaneous cultivator with impure thoughts, so he should be rejected.

"So that's the case, so is it because I can't bear to reject Gojo Satoru's request for that sliver of guilt? It's really a kind god." Kotomine Kirei felt that he understood.

"Suck it."

Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on a chair, sucking on the crab meat ramen, and silently watched the two, one big and one young, analyze the reason far from the topic, and laughed inwardly.

Last night he acted on instinct, waking up at the first sound, keeping quiet and paying attention to every conversation in the boss's office with his excellent hearing.

It has to be said that after hearing what the white-haired man said, Osamu Dazai really had the urge to dig out the wooden warehouse and kill him to do justice for his former subordinates.

To hit Anna's son is to hit his cub!

But at the end, he laughed.

Poor Mr. Gojo Satoru, are you so desperate to choose this time to confess your love?

Don't you know that there is a thunderbolt that interferes with people going to college?What's more, Xiaomao is still such a serious person, even if he likes it, he can't tolerate being disturbed by him at this juncture.

Osamu Dazai, who is well versed in the inner thoughts of human beings, listened to the Heroic Spirit and the priest diverging their thoughts the whole time, and kept sucking noodles to make noise. Finally, the blond Xiaozheng couldn't bear it anymore.

"Just now I wanted to say, what's the matter with this bandage-covered miscellaneous cultivator? It's fine if the guards can't stop him, but can't you even stop Kirei?"

The juvenile hero king has a beautiful face that looks like a doll, eyes like rubies, and golden hair. He looks like a beautiful prince full of extravagance. For sake, he didn't hold grudges, instead he smiled and said, "I'm Xiaomao's elder, so don't be so rude, little brother~ It's okay to call me brother."

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows, and a golden sword slowly protruded out of the void, the blade pointed at Dazai Osamu, full of threats.

"Is this king someone you can cling to, miscellaneous cultivator." The gods took advantage of him and called him younger brother, whoever made the other party strong and good-looking, but the bandage man in front of him... If it is not an important person, just kill him never mind.

As a result, when he saw the sword in the void, Osamu Dazai's eyes gradually revealed a look of surprise.

"Weapons made of gold and precious stones? Haha, I'm finally going to die under such an expensive sword?" Throwing down the bowl of noodles, Osamu Dazai opened his arms, as if he was about to embrace his lover, and said gently, "Then remember to aim, my heart Here it is."

The frantic death-seeking speech made the blond young lady frowned her delicate eyebrows, and Yan Feng Kirei stopped him in time: "This is the person specially rescued by Master Mu, and he cannot be killed."

"But he looks like he wants to die, why don't you let him go." Gilgamesh snapped his fingers cruelly, and there were a few more weapons in the void, including hammers and axes. This formation obviously didn't intend to aim at the heart, but It is to smash Dazai directly until he can't see the prototype.

Dazai Osamu's eye that was not covered with bandages closed slowly and modestly. While waiting for the final blow to come, the door of the boss's office was pushed open.

Holding a piece of draft paper full of words, the unknown existence, Mao Maolu's eyes indifferently swept everyone outside & spirits, and finally his eyes fell on the weapons that were hanging in the air.

Gilgamesh inexplicably had the illusion of being caught doing something bad, and for a moment felt that Urumo's indifferent face was actually full of murderous intent.

"Jill, if you have excess gold, you can donate it, and you need money to start a company's capital flow." In Mao Mao's indifferent tone, the treasure house of the King of Heroes is no longer a weapon arsenal, but a spare gold reserve.

"Kirei, there are so many prayers on the website every day, I can take everyone to solve one point. Society is an integrated structure that needs human work to maintain operation. A strict organizational division of labor requires the contribution of every member. I start a company to pay taxes and create jobs. National development needs, not for fun."

As the god said, his eyes fell on Osamu Dazai.

"Mr. Dazai is the same."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai's handsome face collapsed, and he let the younger generation teach him a lesson, especially now that he eats and lives in other people's houses, there is absolutely no room for refutation——

"Humanity has evolved from a simple farming society to today's superior modern society that emphasizes and improves the national 'right to life'. I hope there will not be such an existence around me... Do you understand?"

Under the oppression of strict social theory, the company's only three employees, including a temporary one, are weak and helpless under the gangster logic of the young boss who doesn't work or is useless.

"Why do I feel like I'm wasting state resources by sitting here? Am I being brainwashed?"

Man & Spirit cannot help self-doubt.

"So, now," Urashige concluded, "please work, thank you."

No 996, no hail of bullets, and five insurances and two golds.

Dazai looked up at the sky.

Is this an illusion that the treatment is better than Mafia at the port? ?

Under the coercive gaze of the gods, the two and one heroic spirit escaped obediently.

The boss himself leaned his forehead and sighed, turned back to the boss's seat, and reopened his wrong question book.

The environment was finally quiet, and he still had to continue reading the questions.

However, on the wrong question book that Gojo Satoru personally delivered with free shipping, a big smiling face was drawn on the new blank page, and there was a sentence written in familiar handwriting: [Come on for the exam ヾ(°w°)]

The writing is good, but the kaomoji painting is ugly.

Uramo was unable to cover his face, he knew that his ears should be red now.

This provocative guy is simply not a way out for God——

He took out his mobile phone and opened the email. As a result, Mao Mao found that there were a lot of emails.

【MoMo Sauce】

[No, no, really angry]

【I'm the strongest, are you sure you want to get angry with me? ? ? 】

【Senior, you don't want to lose face——】

Senior's face is really important!

Momo was sure in his heart.

So block it now!

#! @%￥……

Fortunately, however, he is still sane.

So I read the next few paragraphs again, and planned to solve it after reading it.

【Okay, you can save face】

[But don't ignore me QAQ...]

Mao Mao seemed to have seen a white Q-version doll, which was sitting behind the phone, carefully poking his head, his blue eyes flickering with grievance, and muttering: "Don't ignore me..."

[I apologize, the strongest is apologizing to you——]

【Ordinary people can't get it】

【Don't ignore me】

The puppet also holds a sign in its hand, which says "Accompany! Him! Play!"

【I can not make it】

After countless messages, a certain one began to give up on itself.

【I'm not working anymore】

【Let Qihai and the others go to work, I will rest for two weeks】

[Destroy the magic world, I want to strike]

【Clients, go to hell, just like what Qihai said, labor is like a dog X】

That X is a phone emoji package.

If Gojo Satoru goes on strike, then the process of world destruction might actually speed up.

Ushio changed from "this person is really annoying" to the current "why do you think this troublesome childish man is cute? I must be fooling myself—"

Uramo lay on the table, thought for a while, and finally replied with messy hair.

【Please work hard...】

**

Knotaba Yuhito went to Uramo's empty bedroom, and saw that Gojo Satoru was not on a mission, but was sitting sideways on the tatami, staring out the window in a daze.

Not far from him, the cat was in the same posture, lying on Urumo's quilt sadly, with blue eyes staring dead.

"...Mr. Wujo, Mr. Qihai is looking for you." Ever since he and Jianren Qihai started to explore the accident of the movie theater, Knotweed gained a certain degree of freedom of movement. At least in this house, he no longer has to be confined to the small basement.

But now, he is ashamed to let Jianren Qihai see this scene, because according to this social person, Gojo Satoru has not answered the phone or text message since last night. He obviously has an appointment to attend a meeting today. They all missed the appointment.

However, Gojo Satoru did not miss the appointment because he was busy, but because he was in a daze.

The knotweed thought, Jianren Qihai should have pulled out his knife the moment he saw this scene, wrapped it around the tie with a speckled pattern, and chopped it down.

Because the scene behind was too bloody, Polygonum cuspidatum stopped fantasizing, and went up to push his teacher.

"It's someone from the Tokyo Exorcism Department. There was a special-level curse spirit and the devil teamed up to make trouble before, so they sent a representative to discuss it."

Gojo Satoru put on a blindfold, made an exaggerated hatch, and muttered: "We teamed up to scare a chaebol, and then the chaebol paid the Tokyo Public Security Bureau to send someone to protect him, so the official demon hunters were dispatched."

Wu Tiao Wudong, who already knew the ins and outs, didn't want to move: "What kind of protection is that kind of chaebol who makes a fortune in arms, just forget about it."

"But...Mr. Yidizhi's car is already waiting outside. He himself said that if you don't come out, he will die with you."

Apparently under the pressure of the higher-ups, Yidizhi Jiegao looked particularly haggard. As a contact person, he was caught in the middle and both sides were unflattering, and he really couldn't continue working.

Out of sympathy for the contact person, Hu Zhang continued: "If Mao comes back and sees that Mr. Yidizhi is gone, he should be sad too."

Thinking of Mao Mao, Yuzu Yuhito felt in a better mood, floating up Xiaohua and muttering: "Mao-chan is so kind, he will also take the initiative to help Mr. Yijizhi."

Gojo Satoru sat up slowly.

"Two weeks," he said.

"Huh?" Knotabagi Yuhito had question marks all over his face.

What happened two weeks?

"It's hard."

Suddenly, a Didi notification sounded on the phone.

Gojo Satoru took out his phone and saw the text message.

Almost like a flashback, I got up, tidied up my neckline and sleeves, and stepped over the decadent cat with long legs. I was in a great state of mind!

"Teacher??" Youren was surprised by the sudden change of the other party.

Wutiao grabbed the phone and said seriously, "I want to work hard."

【Please work hard...】

【Not ignoring you, just doing questions】

The last one was sent more than 2 minutes later, and it was obviously a decision made after struggling for a long time.

【I will reward you for your good performance】