[Natsume Mantra Huiwenye] Friend's Account with BUG

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, pursed his lips and said, "What's your Yokohama like, Mafia? Isn't it messy?"

"Well, it's a little bit, but Yokohama is really not peaceful recently, the gunshots are unavoidable, and I don't know what's going on at the port, why do I want to win Natsume twice?" Osamu Dazai said. He changed the subject and fell into deep thought.

I was thinking about what happened to Mr. Mori. Could it be that he was only doing it for money, but if it was for money, why did he secretly go out to kill Natsume Takashi? .

Although the four major organizations all want Takashi Natsume, but Port Mafia...

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Nakahara Chuya, and Osamu Dazai reached out and pulled his collar over.

In Central Plains, there is also a rare chat that can be so interesting. Just as I was about to say a few more words, the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat, and I leaned back.

Osamu Dazai was still tugging on Nakahara Chuya's collar, he lowered his head and approached him and asked, "Chuya, by the way, is Mr. Mori really just asking Natsume to collect the money?"

Yuzu Yuuhito and Nakahara Nakamasa spoke well, and they were immediately pulled away. Although Yokohama was different from Nakahara Nakaya's mouth, he was also excited to hear such an interesting other side of the world.

These two Yokohamas have Chinatown and some snacks, and the places are somewhat similar, which aroused his desire to go again, and Knotaba Yuhito secretly vowed in his heart that he must go to Yokohama when he has time, which can be regarded as making up for it I thought about it.

Faced with Dazai's tugging, Nakahara Chuya's expression was gloomy. He hated it when others touched him, especially if this person was Dazai.

Unable to suppress this breath in his heart, he turned to hit him with one hand, but it was a pity that Osamu Dazai hid, and Zhong Yuanzhong felt lonely.

He was very impatient and angry, and warned in a low tone: "Let go!"

Dazai let him go without a smile on his face, and let him go as soon as he said it, and Nakahara Chuya's chair was already half shaken by Dazai, this release was caught off guard and Nakahara Nakaya fell to the floor When he bumped into it, his eyes were suddenly dark.

This abominable Dazai, if you say let it go, let it go, won't you let it go depending on the angle of the chair?

Seeing Nakahara Nakiya fell to the ground, Yuzu Yuhito came over to help him, picked up the chair and put it away, then squatted down and asked, "How are you?"

Osamu Dazai saw Nakahara Chu also fell down, his eyes were as blind as if his fall had nothing to do with him.

Natsume Takashi: "..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

On the side, Fu Heihui and Nagasaki Yeqiangwei sat there and watched the play quietly. Anyway, they just need to listen and watch.

After Katsuobu Yujin helped Nakahara Nakaya up, the height of the two stood together, one taller and the other shorter, so Katsuobu Yuren had to realize that he was taller than Nakahara Nakaya.

Alas, being a head taller than him means that he will still grow taller!

Seeing that he kept looking up, Zhongyuan Zhong said, "Is there something on my head?"

As soon as he asked the question, he turned the innocent eyes of Knotabazu Yujin to other places. He also knew that it was impolite to compare his height with others, and besides, there was still so much difference.

"No, no! It's just that your hair is a bit messy." Knotabagi Yuhito found an excuse to cover up his guilty conscience.

Zhong Yuanzhong also got angry when he said this. The hat that was originally good smelled like that when it came here. He wanted to throw away the hat, but thought that the hat was custom-made and the price was so expensive, so he kept it.

So he went to wash it himself, but after washing it many times, he still felt a bit smelly, so he simply put it in the basin and soaked it with shower gel. If the hat still smelled, it would not be too late for him to throw it away.

Osamu Dazai didn't know anything about the blindfolded man in front of him, so he asked his name first: "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, what's your name?"

When Gojo Satoru heard this, he curled up his lips and smiled slightly. He coughed first, and then said solemnly: "Tokyo Magic School's first-year teacher——Gojo, Wujo!"

Nagasaki Yeqiangwei and Fugurohui saw that Mr. Gojo was so serious, and they began to wonder if this teacher was fake, so serious?

They have seen the unreliable side of Wutiao Wutiao, and today they really refreshed their views on Wutiao teacher!

Osamu Dazai was about to ask what school the Conjuration College is from, when he "touched", a fist from heaven landed on his black and beautiful hair.

Zhong Yuan in the back also glared and raised his eyebrows, twisted his hands into a fist, looked down at the dog Dazai Osamu, suddenly felt that the punch was a little light, so he slammed down another punch.

Osamu Dazai didn't sense who was standing behind him, his attention was all on Gojo Satoru, who knew that Nakahara Chuya stood behind him without anyone noticing, and directly threw him on the head.

Osamu Dazai's head was in a daze after the smashing, and he wanted to look back, but the good guy punched him again, completely knocking him out of his wits, but he was still able to say something.

"Mr. Gojo Satoru, may I ask what is this magic school for?"

Osamu Dazai said, but he still stood up and looked at Nakahara Nakaya behind him, his heels were a little unsteady after standing up.

Seeing that the dog stood up, Zhong Yuanzhong also punched him on the jaw line without hesitation, this time it was a bit heavy, and then he lifted him left and right and hit him on the ground.

Osamu Dazai did not fight back, and let Nakahara Chuya hit his body on the ground.

Seeing this miserable scene, Natsume Takashi wanted to persuade him, but Nakahara didn't have a chance to let him approach, and even hinted him not to go over with his stern eyes, Natsume Takashi could only take a few steps back .

It's not that he doesn't want to save Mr. Dazai, but that he can't!

He stood next to Gojo Satoru first, and heard the heavy sound of floor beating.

Gojo Satoru also took a deep breath, moved closer to Natsume Takashi, and whispered, "Are the two of them okay?"

Natsume Takashi saw that Osamu Dazai was beaten badly, wanted to sympathize with him but shook his head helplessly, and replied: "It should be!"

When the first graders saw such a violent scene, they all looked at Gojo Satoru collectively, their eyes revealing what to do, whether they should intervene to persuade him.

Gojo Satoru opened the blindfold halfway, and the three cuties looked at him collectively. He shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know, because he felt that Nakahara Chuya didn't have any malice on him, and Dazai Osamu was completely innocent. It belongs to the willing type.

As the saying goes, what can he do if one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, just give his three students a hint and tell them to treat it as a show.

Because Teacher Wutiao raised his hand and shook his hand at them, and also lip-synced with them: "No!"

So the first graders continued to look at the two of them.

This wish-making and wish-suffering ended only when the Central Plains Central Committee was satisfied and relieved.

After he gave Dazai Osamu the last blow, he returned to normal, but facing them who were completely eating melons, Nakahara Zhong also said: "This guy is a bit in need of beating, just a few more blows will be fine! "

First graders: "..."

Natsume Takashi opened and closed his mouth, he still didn't know the relationship between that person and Mr. Dazai, and maybe it would be enough to hit him a few times as he said, then he seemed to be unable to get involved.

After all, Mr. Dazai has saved him twice, so his strength is not that bad.

Just watch them silently.

Gojo Satoru looked at Osamu Dazai who was lying on the ground, his hips were tilted up, and he was in a strange lying posture, a bit like Mao Mao writhing.

Well, he can't help this person, he can only pray for him in his heart, hoping that Osamu Dazai is okay.

"By the way, what do you mean by being a school of magic?" Nakahara also remembered what Osamu Dazai wanted to ask just now, and it was actually what he wanted to ask.

"There are only two magic education institutions in Japan where magicians are trained, and this is one of them, and it is also a magic education institution of a private religious school."

Gojo Gojo finished this sentence, Zhong Yuanzhong interrupted him, he couldn't understand what it meant, and asked: "What is the school of magic arts for?"

Gojo Satoru patiently said: "It is used to deal with curses and curses. In simple terms, it is equivalent to Ultraman fighting small monsters. To be more concise, it means that these curses are harmful to humans, but for Ordinary humans can't see this."

Zhongyuan Zhong understood a little bit. He didn't understand Ultraman fighting little monsters, but he understood a lot when he heard that it was harmful to humans.

When Natsume Takashi heard this curse, it was a bit similar to the monsters in his world, and it was not something ordinary humans could see.

The two of them, like children in class, both pricked up their ears and listened carefully. Nakahara Zhong listened because he didn't understand, and Natsume Takashi listened because he was interested.

Osamu Dazai behind him was also listening to their speech, but he was a little puzzled. He squirmed over like a caterpillar, and he stuck out his tongue on the ground and said, "Then how did the curses and curses in your world come about?"

Gojo Satoru showed his neat and white teeth, and it was time for his three cuties to move out, so he waved to the first graders behind him and told them to come over.

"Come and tell them what curse spirits and curses are!"

The first graders all left their seats after listening to Gojo Satoru's words. While walking, Nagasaki Yeqiangwei felt that she had to call a veteran to explain, so she pushed the little beauty Fukuroi out.

Why not push Knotweed Yuren?Because he was standing on Fu Heihui's side, if he didn't meet him, he could only sacrifice Fu Heihui, a naive teammate...

When Fu Heihui went out, he staggered, and turned his head to look at Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei. Although his eyes were indifferent, they were also at a loss.

How is this me?

Seeing one of his students come out, Gojo Satoru nodded in relief. These students really didn't hurt in vain, and they were so polite, knowing how to offer themselves in front of outsiders.

In fact, Gojo Satoru didn't see that Fu Heihui was forced out.

The author has something to say:

Well, draw ten cuties who leave a message and send a small red envelope!

I have something to do today, so my update is not in place, sorry!

But I didn't stop the update, I will make it up tomorrow!

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Seeing that the collection kept dropping, I was not in a good mood, and I was not having a good time, so I went home from outside and coded to make up [-] characters.