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Seeing the meaning expressed by Feng Xinzhi's subtle expression, Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, then shook his head desperately.

It’s better for Ango not to know too much, Ms. Zhizi is a limited edition, only Chikun and Oda Saku can see it, but...

"If Zhi-kun is willing to be together in private, it's not impossible for me..." Putting on Miss Zhizi's attire.

Osamu Dazai, who had expressed his true inner thoughts, hadn't finished speaking, and silently silenced under Feng Xinzhi's quiet and gentle gaze.

Hey, he wants to see the young gentleman in women's clothing!

Feng Xinzhi put his hands on his chin, and stared at Osamu Dazai with a gentle and quiet expression, his identical iris-colored eyes were deep, making the person being watched inexplicably feel light and light all over his body.

What are you thinking, this is absolutely impossible.

I think so, but I definitely can't say that. Leaving room is the correct way for Mr. Hezhi to speak.

"As long as Mr. Oda Saku is brought in, and he is willing to accompany him like this, I have no objection."

If you get acquainted later, unless you deliberately guide him, Mr. Odasaku will definitely not let Mr. Zhi play around and pull him to change into women's clothes together.

Therefore, if you pull Mr. Oda Saku into the water, Mr. Zhi will not be so persistent.

After hearing this request, Osamu Dazai looked at Feng Xinzhi with a sad face, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to poke his face, but halfway through the stretch, he felt that this move was too childish, so he could only close it embarrassingly. back.

It's simply impossible, such a request.

Feng Xinzhi's eyes looked at Dazai Zhi who suddenly withered, calmly accepted the other party's resentful gaze, and remained unmoved.

After a while, he slightly turned his face away and looked out.

It's better to have a little bit of morality.

He felt that he could plan to pick up the morals that Mr. Zhi casually discarded and paste them back in the future.

It doesn't matter if it's useful or not, the main reason is that Mr. Zhi's sudden operation like last time made him almost fail to connect with the brainwaves.

Feng Xinzhi, who withdrew his gaze from the outside, thought about it, and slowly stretched out his hand to put on Dazai Zhi's fluffy hair, and patted it comfortingly, as if to dispel the lingering resentment.

Osamu Dazai, who didn't think there was anything wrong with this move, enjoyed the love with peace of mind, couldn't help moving his head, and rubbed Feng Xinzhi's hand in the other direction.

There is no majestic or loving image of a father at all, but it looks like a big cat rubbing against its beloved owner.

This is what Ango Sakaguchi saw when he came in.

He calmly pushed his glasses, pressed back his heart that was about to go into his throat, and kept his mentality from collapsing.

Can you play or you can play? As expected of Mafia, it is different from ordinary people.

He complained in his heart expressionlessly.

As an undercover agent who was once dispatched by the Supernatural Secret Service to infiltrate the port of Mafia, his tracking and anti-tracking abilities are not bad. At least he escaped Mafia's pursuit and successfully returned to the Secret Service.

However, this ability failed to gain advantage from Ayatsuji Xingren, and he lost him instead.

The fact that such a big homicide detective was lost under his nose made Ango Sakaguchi almost close to himself, and felt that the past two days seemed to be a bit of Mercury retrograde, and all kinds of things fell on him in an extremely unfriendly way.

After turning around several times, Ango Sakaguchi, who had to admit that he had really lost him, saw a faint warm light in the thick fog.

He followed the light and walked here. Under the influence of the thick fog, he could only vaguely see two blurred figures, but he could only see the left one slightly clearly from this angle.

Considering the danger of a one-on-two once he started fighting, he didn't intend to go into that store, but it was just a coincidence that the more Ango Sakaguchi looked, the more familiar the person on the left looked.

He thought about it for a while, ruled out the list of all kinds of dangerous people with supernatural powers that popped up in his mind, and thought of the most likely candidate.

Feng Xinzhi, it should be him.

Especially when the other party glanced in his direction, it was obvious that he was greeting him and signaling him to go over.

Before entering the store, Ango Sakaguchi thought this way, but after seeing the other person clearly, he was completely silent.

He straightened his glasses pretending to be calm, not wanting the two people opposite him to see his panic.

If you read it right, no, absolutely right, the person opposite Feng Xinzhi is Dazai Osamu, the leader of Mafia at the port.

The Shinjuku incident actually has his handwriting?Shouldn't this guy be staying in Yokohama?Why has everyone on the other side arrived in Shinjuku, but the Secret Service hasn't sent any news about this matter yet?

For a moment, various doubts filled Ango Sakaguchi's head. He looked at the two people with normal expressions slightly dull, and found that Osamu Dazai's eyes seemed to have a hint of disgust.

Ango Sakaguchi understood his meaning in a trance, and his arrival was to spoil the dinner party between him and Feng Xinzhi.

This realization made Ango Sakaguchi suffocate, and the full of complaints were suppressed in his throat, worried about the identity of Osamu Dazai.

He was inexplicably sad and angry.

Do you think that's what he thought?If he knew you were here, he would definitely avoid the three surrounding streets and never go this way!

That's Osamu Dazai.

The top priority on the monitoring list of the Supernatural Secret Service, the leader of a group of dangerous armed supernatural beings, and the leader of Mafia, the port that controls Yokohama's underground world, each title is extraordinary.

The sudden death of the former leader and Osamu Dazai's stable rise to power, these two events undoubtedly increased the level of vigilance of the Secret Service against him.

Generally speaking, he never expected to see the other party in the thick fog of the white unicorn "Dragon Yan", and sat on the same table with the other party.

When he came back to his senses, Ango Sakaguchi, who was signaled by Feng Xinzhi's eyes to sit down, was quicker than conscious, and sat on the only remaining seat at that table.

Osamu Dazai turned his face away, staring at him quietly with his kite-colored eyes without blinking, exuding an aura of incomparable resentment.

Ango Sakaguchi: ...

No, the Mafia leader's gaze at the port was so hot that it almost pierced him. Did he do anything?

It was as if he was just jealous that he distracted Feng Xinzhi's attention.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly became subtle.

It's a bit perverted, Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai, who was stamped and certified as a pervert, did not give an inch, stretched out his claws and removed the wine glass that Feng Xinzhi had placed in front of Ango Sakaguchi.

Feng Xinzhi, who was about to pour wine: ...?

what are you doing

Seeing Feng Xinzhi's questioning eyes, Osamu Dazai couldn't help shrinking his paws, feeling a little guilty.

However, as if he had thought of something, he confidently took out his wine glass and put it in front of Feng Xinzhi, signaling him to drink too.

Now that Anwu is going to pour wine, he is a social animal, and he is used to staying up late, so he can do it, Zhijun can no longer use the previous set of arguments to restrain him.

Osamu Dazai waited happily for Feng Xinzhi to pour the wine with bright eyes, and his little calculations were rattling.

Drink a few more glasses, drink Ango down, and he will be able to see the drunk Zhijun!

Feng Xinzhi was silent for a while looking at the wine glass in front of him, then put the cork back on the wine bottle.

He left his seat, walked to the place where the fruit drinks were placed in the store, pressed down a little cash, and took three boxes.

Drink it.

One person, one box just divided three boxes of drinks, Feng Xinzhi bit the straw expressionlessly, motioning for everyone to drink together.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head blankly and looked at the drink in his hand in a daze. He really didn't expect this development.

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puff.

Ango Sakaguchi, who almost laughed out loud, immediately changed his serious expression, for fear that he would be held hostage.

It was really unexpected to see the leader of the port Mafia deflated.

"Mr. Ango."

Ango Sakaguchi, who was named, looked at Feng Xinzhi, and heard him continue talking.

"Let's chat for a while about today's Christmas Eve Shinjuku incident."

Feng Xinzhi's eyes flashed, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, like the gentle wind blowing through the clouds covering the moon, making people feel light and comfortable.

Sakaguchi Ango's lens refracted a slight reflection, and he nodded slowly under the quiet gaze of the other party.

……

Outside the "Longyan Room", the conjurers who were in a bitter battle tried their best to intercept the attack of the cursers, and the cursers also launched an attack at this moment.

Suddenly spotting a certain first-year student appearing on the battlefield with sharp eyes, the principal Ye Mo Masamori looked confused, and immediately realized that this must be a good thing done by Gojo Satoru, a very unreliable and unscrupulous teacher.

"Yi Gu, come here!"

Due to the existence of "Kimoto Rika", there was no curse willing to take the initiative to approach, and Bone Yuta was not attacked at all. He obediently ran towards the direction of the night moth principal and the panda dog Curlthorn.

Panting for breath, he honestly explained the situation.

"Mr. Wutiao fought against that super curse master."

Hearing this, Panda and the others didn't respond, but Noctua Zhengdao was slightly taken aback and asked.

"The results of it?"

As soon as he said the words, he realized that he was asking too much.

Wujo Wu, who is the strongest magician, made a move, and the super class is just the super class, even if he is as strong as Xia Youjie, it is impossible to survive.

The curse master who came out of the high school of conjuration should have died at the hands of his best friend who had been with him for three years.

Yi Gu Youtai was silent for a while, a trace of shock appeared on his delicate face, obviously he still remembered the scene at that time.

"The domain, Mr. Wutiao opened the domain, and the curser has no resistance at all."

As he was talking, he was urged by the panda and the dog Juanji to make gestures for Wutiao when he opened the domain, which made the two of them marvel at the power of the domain.

Seeing that the first graders were suddenly discussing excitedly, Ye Mo Zhengdao didn't speak, just glanced at them silently, and turned his attention to the conjurers who were still fighting.

well.

Xia Youjie is dead, and the Curser doesn't say that the dragons have no leader, but he will definitely panic.

The most important thing is that without Xia Youjie as a warehouse to replenish the curse that is constantly being consumed, the actions of Hyakki Yaxing are equivalent to bankruptcy, and there is no possibility of continuing at all.

Xia Youjie has been exterminated, and it is only a matter of time before these stubborn curse masters are defeated.

The conjurer will win.

……

some where.

Gojo Satoru, who released the "Boundless Space", looked at Xia Youjie lying motionless on the ground with a calm expression.

Killing Xia Youjie is to get rid of the curse of the magic world.

This is the opinion of all the senior officials of the High School of Conjuration.

Gojo Satoru neither agrees nor denies it, but one thing is certain.

"Xia Youjie must die by his hands."