After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

"Anyway, the leader's health has been deteriorating rapidly, probably during this period."

Lan Tang sat on the sofa, holding a newspaper, and stated lazily.

Liuli on the desk next to her was typing so quickly, her fingers dancing on the keyboard that you could almost see the afterimage.

Last summer's book signing event was a complete failure due to the interference of the Takase-kai. When editor Kobayashi called me, I almost fainted from crying. I almost wanted to resign and commit suicide.

Liuli comforted her for a long time on the phone and promised that the next autograph session would be held in Tokyo, and she finally calmed down.

Of course, on the phone, Editor Kobayashi said with tears in his eyes:

Considering that the autograph session failed due to unexpected interference, Teacher Liuli certainly does not need to refund the appearance fee.

Not only that, she also secured a large amount of mental damage compensation for the teacher, which will be received soon, hoping to soothe the teacher's fragile literary heart.

When Liuli hung up the phone, she received a bank remittance text message on her mobile phone.

Looking at the string of zeros at the end, she fell into deep thought, a rare occurrence.

Is it true that Takase cannot be resurrected on the spot?

Even if we take a step back, can't they open a branch of the Takase-kai in Tokyo?

Her nonexistent conscience ached inexplicably, and Liuli sighed, finally giving up the idea of ​​sustainable fishing.

We have taken another step away from the moral low ground, which is really cause for celebration.

"Wasn't he quite energetic last fall? I heard he was planning to use the Takase-kai's disappearance to completely unify the Yokohama underground."

Lan Tang shrugged. "It's obvious that his understanding of himself is not even as clear as that of the British. He made up his mind in the autumn and fell ill immediately in the winter."

"Of course, in terms of duration, he is still better than Britain, but that is only natural."

"After all, no one falls faster than Britain."

He made a casual witty remark, causing Liuli to chuckle.

"Then the Port Mafia must be in chaos now, right?"

"Actually, not really." Lan Tang put down the newspaper, picked up the coffee cup on the table and took a sip. "He's even sicker now, so the situation has actually improved."

"After all, departments always run like that. Without a mentally ill boss giving orders, we're all a lot more relaxed."

Liuli couldn't help but turn around and look at him, her eyes smiling, "Is this why you've been absent from work for over a week?"

"The secondary reason." Lan Tang said in a long tone, "The main reason is——"

"The summer festival is coming soon. Didn't we agree to go to the fireworks display together?"

Liuli pressed the save button and closed the computer. "What about work?"

Lan Tang stood up, walked over, took her hand, and spun around twice in the living room like dancing a waltz.

"Work is work, but being with Adele is life."

“Life is more than just work. It is much more important and longer-lasting than work.”

……

"So, why on earth do you sorcerers confuse work with life?"

In the huge conference room, a group of elderly people sat on both sides, one side wearing neat black suits, and the other side wearing dark kimonos with dark patterns.

Gojo Satoru sat on the seats on both sides and sent messages to Geto Suguru who was far away.

[Gojo Satoru]: Jie, that's great. I've never seen so many rotten oranges gathered together. There are also a bunch of rotten persimmons sitting opposite me. If I fire a shot at them now, the island government will be finished.

The corners of Geto Suguru's mouth twitched as he watched. Gojo Satoru was arranged to stay at the back by the elders of the Gojo family, for fear that this little ancestor would say something inappropriate during the negotiation.

As the military force of the general management department, Geto Suguru sat on the other side but also in a position further back.

[Geto Suguru]: According to what Dazai-kun said, they will probably continue to drag it out for a long time. In the end, the government will just be in charge, but in essence, the magic world will still exercise self-governance within the scope permitted by the law.

[Geto Suguru]: If we want to change the world of sorcery, we must not follow the government.

Just as Xia Youjie pressed the send button, he heard the old man from the Director's Council, oh no, the old man said in a slow and condescending tone,

"But it is because we, the sorcerers, have taken it upon ourselves to exorcise the cursed spirits that we have been able to protect so many of our citizens."

Geto Xia Yu nodded secretly, thinking that this old man spoke sensible words.

The finance minister opposite retorted bluntly, "Who asked you to protect them? Cursed spirits only cause a little over 10,000 accidental deaths each year."

"Do you know how much the government has to spend on pensions and social security for these 10,000 people who survive to the end of their lives?"

"Based on the current fiscal situation, maintaining a death rate of 10,000 or even higher can greatly improve national happiness."

Having said this, he did not forget to look across with his cloudy eyes behind his reading glasses.

"As long as the finances improve, we can allow citizens to retire early. Early retirement will increase happiness. Increased happiness will reduce the number of cursed spirits."

“It just closed the loop, perfectly.”

Xia Yujie was stunned when he heard this, and even the senior executives of the general meeting were briefly dazed.

Before they could object, the Employment Minister added in an aggressive tone.

"That's right. In fact, judging by the current death rate caused by cursed spirits, there's absolutely no need for a sorcerer to destroy them."

"Since the war, the difficulty of finding employment has continued to increase. The streets are full of people who can't find jobs."

"But with the existence of the cursed spirit, things are different." The Minister of Employment said in an excited tone,

"Oh my god, 10,000 or more people die every year, how great is that."

"Nearly 10,000 jobs are created every year, and those homeless people who don't have a job don't need to keep looking for one, because they're already dead anyway."

"It goes on and on, endlessly and perfectly."

"In just a few years, the country's employment rate will continue to rise and the unemployment rate will be reduced to the lowest level. But all of this has been ruined by you sorcerers!"

"The cursed spirit is worth protecting and does not need to be eliminated!"

He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, his spittle almost spitting into the faces of the elders of the board of directors.

The elders in the General Director's Council looked at each other, not knowing what to say. An elderly Gojo elder took several deep breaths to stay calm and said as calmly as possible,

"But...but...we know that cursed spirits are irrational. They can harm ordinary people and may also pose a threat to you and even the royal family."

When he said this, he finally found a little confidence, and at the end of his voice, there was an almost direct threat in his eyes.

The Minister of Education across from him pushed up his glasses and said slowly, "So, isn't it you sorcerers who haven't fulfilled your responsibilities?"

Elder Jia Mao sneered, "Didn't you say that? To protect the cursed spirits, if we can't destroy them, then what's our responsibility?"

“It’s the responsibility of education.”

"Teaching... educational responsibility?" The people in the board of directors looked at each other, feeling that there was something wrong with their ears or their brains.

"Education of what? Curse of spirits?"