I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

[Tsk, if I hadn't discovered it early, the world would probably be in even more trouble.]

It has to be him. This world would be doomed sooner or later without him.

[That's true, but Wu, are you really not planning to help? How long would it take the two of them to dig?]

After all, Dazai Osamu and the others are only seven years old.

One has no special abilities, and the other has no special abilities in this situation.

Although he pried open the top floorboard, the soil underneath was still quite hard.

[Let them dig slowly. The water won't drown anyone right away. If you're upset, you can go help.]

Gojo Satoru didn't care when they finished digging the pit. It was just a small pit; could they possibly dig it all night?

666 has shut up; it's just a cute Pikachu, and digging holes isn't its business.

So, in the middle of the night, the port mafia's on-duty personnel and the burly men in black coming and going saw two little kids digging a hole at the main gate.

One of them was even Dazai, a senior member of the Port Mafia! Everyone was in a daze, wondering if they were dreaming.

"Dazai, don't be lazy, hurry up and finish digging so you can go to sleep."

Edogawa Ranpo grumbled in dissatisfaction, wondering when they would ever finish digging the pit at Dazai's rate of only swinging the hoe twice every ten minutes.

"Mr. Ranpo, don't just talk about me, why don't you do something yourself?"

Dazai Osamu was sitting idly on the ground, how could Mr. Ranpo have the nerve to say anything to him?

Wasn't Mr. Ranpo slacking off himself? We're all pretty much the same, so let's not criticize each other.

"Dazai, I think we'd better dig out the pit quickly, because Satoru won't come to help us."

Ranpo leaned close to Dazai Osamu's ear and whispered that he believed Gojo Satoru would stay here with them all night if they didn't dig out the hole.

"I think so too, Mr. Ranpo, please do it quickly."

Dazai Osamu nodded in deep agreement, but remained seated on the ground.

"If we're going to dig, let's dig together. Do you still want to go back to sleep?"

Edogawa Ranpo said angrily. He should have been sound asleep in his soft, comfortable bed at this time of day.

Gojo Satoru said he wouldn't help them and then really didn't care anymore. He even took out the manga he hadn't finished reading before and started reading it.

The manga was called "[I Reincarnated as a Villain in Magical XX]", and he thought the plot was quite interesting.

For example, the childhood sweetheart fiancé of the magical girl is actually a woman.

Or perhaps, in order to escape the entanglement of her fiancé (or fiancée?), the magical girl resolutely ran away from home and became a mountain king?

Although the plot is a bit strange, it is indeed quite interesting.

After realizing that Gojo Satoru really didn't intend to let them go back to sleep, Dazai and Ranpo obediently started wielding their small hoes.

After an hour of hard work, they finally dug a pit that met Gojo Satoru's requirements.

Gojo Satoru took out a branch of the World Tree that had already sprouted, put it in the pit, and then had them fill it with soil.

"Wu, are you going to plant a tree?"

Edogawa Ranpo looked at the bare branches. Although there were some green buds on them, they weren't saplings.

Besides, who would plant a tree at the front gate in the middle of the night?

"You just planted it like that, do you really think the tree will survive?"

Dazai Osamu never planted a tree, but usually when you plant a tree, you plant a sapling, right?

Is Gojo Satoru planting a tree branch? Or is it a withered branch? Can it really survive?

"Of course, didn't you see it has already sprouted?"

Gojo Satoru took out the nutrient solution used to soak the tree branches and poured it onto the already planted branches, which would accelerate their growth.

"Alright, you can go back now."

-

Early the next morning.

"Satoru! Something terrible has happened!" Edogawa Ranpo hurriedly dragged Gojo Satoru to the spot where he had dug the pit the night before.

Dazai Osamu was squatting here waiting for the two to come over, and also keeping watch here.

"So what big thing happened?" Gojo Satoru looked left and right but couldn't see anything wrong.

“Look!” Edogawa Ranpo said, pointing to a small tree that was a little over a meter tall.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's this tree, of course! Someone stole the tree we planted!"

Dazai Osamu said indignantly, "Last night they stayed up all night digging holes and planting trees, even though those branches might not survive."

But who in the Port Mafia would dare to switch the branches with the pillars in just one night?

“No one stole it; these are the trees we planted last night,” Gojo Satoru said calmly.

"What did you say? x2"

Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo stared in disbelief at the thriving sapling. Could this be the same thing as the withered branch from last night?

"What's the big deal? That's how it is when you plant trees. Just remember to water it more often in the future."

Gojo Satoru said casually, "The reason this tree can grow like this is naturally because of the nutrient solution."

But that's all it can go. From now on, the growth of this World Tree will depend on time. It will take at least several hundred years to grow to the size of the small World Tree in the Hunter World.

“I’m telling you, this tree is very important. If it’s gone, the world will be gone too.”

Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo were a little confused. How could Gojo Satoru just carelessly plant something so important here?

And they just randomly dug a hole and planted it! Shouldn't these things be carefully cultivated?

Ignoring the two stunned people, Gojo Satoru walked straight out of the port mafia.

He still has things to do today, and they are very important.

After digesting Gojo Satoru's words, Dazai Osamu recalled his unusual emotions from the previous day.

So, did the world face another crisis yesterday without anyone knowing?

"Ranpo-san, what are you doing?"

He looked at Ranpo, who had somehow acquired a board in his hand, and Ranpo was writing something on it.

"Of course it's a warning sign, to keep people away from this tree. You can talk to Mr. Mori about this later."

Edogawa Ranpo carefully wrote on the sign: "Valuable items, please keep away."

-

In the evening, Gojo Satoru returned to the Port Mafia in a good mood and asked Nakahara Chuuya to inform everyone to hold a meeting.

"Now that everyone is here, I have something to say."

He glanced at everyone present and was pleased to see that they had all quieted down.

"Starting tomorrow, you will all be going to school."

A thunderclap suddenly erupted, leaving everyone present dizzy and disoriented.

"Go to school? Wu-kun, are you serious?"

Mori Ougai's voice trembled slightly; even though he had seen many storms, he had never encountered anything like this before.

"Of course, what else do you want to do if you're not in school at your age?"

Gojo Satoru said matter-of-factly, "Since they're all children, let them all go to school, so they won't chatter on and on all day long."

"But... I have to handle the organization's affairs, so I don't have time to go to school."

The thought of going to school made Mori Ougai feel like the sky was falling. He wasn't really a child, so why should he go to school?

"It's okay, you can still handle the organization's affairs when you get back from school."

Mori Ōgai: ...