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In fact, it’s not surprising that Leyan Temple said so. Such a "big" curse spirit wandered around with the conjurer, who could be regarded as an old enemy, and has not been crushed to death. It has already challenged the limits of the upper class.

They can allow Wujo Wu to be presumptuous, but they can't tolerate a curse spirit to follow suit. They didn't directly send someone to arrest Osamu Dazai, it's all because no one can physically suppress Wujo Wu for the time being.

To put it simply, no one can beat Gojo Satoru.

Of course Osamu Dazai knew this too, but since Gojo Satoru never mentioned it to him, he would not bother himself.

This strongest conjurer seems to be cynical, but in fact he knows the truth very well, but he seldom speaks out. Osamu Dazai guesses that this is probably related to the fact that the other party rarely suffers setbacks since he was a child. His personality is also inseparable.

Ordinary people can't reach the height of genius even if they try their best. Even if they touch the threshold, there is still a long distance from genius.

Osamu Dazai knew what it felt like. For a long time when he was a child, he even felt that other human beings were like goldfish, with a memory of only about 7 seconds.

Therefore, since Gojo Satoru thinks he can handle it, Osamu Dazai tacitly doesn't ask any more questions. In fact, as long as he doesn't want to die, it is impossible for anyone to kill him.

Besides, from the current point of view, he is quite satisfied with his current situation... if he is not allowed to do housework.

I don't know where Gojo Satoru got the courage to throw the housework to him!

But playing dead without having canned crabmeat and electronic gadgets... This kind of threat is surprisingly effective at times like this.

This person also pretended to let him exercise more, throwing the vacuum cleaner over, while he sat on the sofa and watched TV like an uncle.

In the past, when the detective agency was assigned cleaning tasks, Osamu Dazai always floated in the river or pretended to be dead at first. In essence, it is no different from passive sabotage.

But in front of Gojo Satoru, neither of these will work, because as long as the other party doesn't want to, he won't even think of going out of this door!

"If you eat my clothes and wear mine, you have to make some contribution." Gojo Satoru, who just came back from Kyoto, crossed his legs on the sofa, with a very relaxed posture, "Wouldn't it make you feel ashamed to be lazy?"

Gojo Satoru said something similar when he asked Dazai Osamu to do housework for the first time, but he gave up after Dazai Osamu almost blew up his house, but for some reason, he brought it up again today.

Osamu Dazai, who was ruthlessly picked up from the sofa, walked around with a vacuum cleaner perfunctorily, "Is Mr. Gojo, who can only play tricks, have the nerve to say that about me?"

"I'm at work every day." Gojo Satoru casually adjusted the TV channel and said casually, "We'll go shopping after finishing the living room."

"I'm not going." Osamu Dazai said decisively, passing by Gojo Satoru again, sighing exaggeratedly, "Ah, I'm so tired, my bones are about to fall apart."

"I'm going to buy a game card, and I seem to have run out of canned crab meat at home," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "I'll treat you to a seafood dinner again, do you want to go out?"

"..." Osamu Dazai threw away the vacuum cleaner, "Then let's go now."

……

People come and go on the streets on weekends, especially in a metropolis like Tokyo, basically everything you see is a human head.Gojo Satoru changed into a rare set of clothes and put on sunglasses.

As the eldest young master, he has no idea in life, and he doesn't even bother to remember his favorite dessert shop. If he didn't bring a more unreliable one, he probably wouldn't bring someone out to buy things in his life.

It was close to noon when the two arrived in Ginza, and Osamu Dazai became annoyed when he saw a crowd, so he followed Gojo Satoru very consciously, waiting for the other party to open the way.

"Just go to any game store, what are you doing here?"

"By the way, I'll buy you some more clothes." Wujou pushed his glasses, the simple shirt and trousers complemented his tall and long legs, and his silver hair was really eye-catching, just like a model out on the street, attracting many passers-by to look back , "Don't worry, you always say that I abused you."

"Mr. Wujo really holds a grudge, I said it once~" Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes, and a mischievous light flashed in his kite-colored eyes, "But since you want to buy something for me, can I pick something else?"

For those who are not short of money, problems that can be solved with money are not considered problems.

Gojo Satoru glanced at him condescendingly, "Okay, let's go."

As he said that, he took a step with his long legs, and opened a distance from the boss in two or three steps.

Osamu Dazai raised the corner of his mouth lightly, and didn't care about it so much, he purposely squeezed his throat and ran to keep up: "Teacher Wujo~ You slow down, I can't keep up~"

"And it's not in that direction." Osamu Dazai grabbed the other person's wrist, stopped Gojo Gojo's habitual walk towards the luxury store, and led him into the shopping mall, "I'm going here~"

The so-called here is a doll shop full of pink bubbles, and even the air is filled with the sweet and greasy smell of candy.

The people coming and going in the store are all a group of beautiful girls in sweet girl clothes or short skirts. Occasionally, there are a few men who are basically dragged in by their girlfriends.

Gojo Satoru doesn't hate cute things, but it's the first time to look at the calendar on New Year's Day when he comes to shop by himself.

If you don’t come with your girlfriend to this kind of place, it’s easy to be regarded as a fat mansion... Wujo Wu raised his brows, and immediately knew what Osamu Dazai was thinking. He jumped in and walked in, and pointed at him——

"Teacher Wujo, why are you standing there, come in~"

Gojo Satoru's height is already very eye-catching, but in the eyes of ordinary people, he is alone. Once he stops in the store, he has a 100% return rate.

However, women's tolerance for the handsome guy is obviously different. Not only did they not dislike him, but several female shopping guides surrounded him and asked if he needed help.

Dazai narrowed his eyes.

Um?It seems to be different from what I imagined...

Male aesthetics and female aesthetics are obviously not on the same line. Even Osamu Dazai failed to grasp this point. Compared with him who is invisible, Gojo Satoru is not only not embarrassing in this place, but even very popular.

"Excuse me, what do you need to buy?" The lady clerk with exquisite makeup asked with a smile. Everyone has a love for beauty, and of course you must grasp the good job of talking to handsome guys!

Gojo Satoru looked at the gleaming eyes in front of him, and then at Osamu Dazai who was not far away, who was completely dark but not moving. He put his hands in his pockets, "Well... just take a stroll."

Such an ambiguous answer would not let the shop assistants let him go, and someone immediately answered, "Do you want to buy a gift for someone, sir?"

send who...

Taking advantage of his height, Gojo Satoru watched Dazai Osamu scurrying around among a pile of soft plush dolls through his sunglasses, pinched left and right, and looked interested, but he didn't show any liking look.

Before he could speak, the clerk asked very politely, "Is it for my girlfriend?"

girlfriend……?

... The stinky brat is more or less the same!

Gojo Satoru really has no psychological pressure to do things like taking advantage of others, "Well."

As soon as these words came out, the flames in the eyes of the ladies and sisters went out instead, the handsome guy really is a hot commodity!When they looked up again, the light in their eyes had changed from pink to golden.

- This is the desire for money!

"How old is your girlfriend and what color do you like?"

Gojo Satoru really couldn't answer this question, how did he know what color Dazai Osamu likes, so he could only talk nonsense: "17 years old."

"Oh, high school student!" The clerk with a look of excitement pulled Gojo Satoru to go in the opposite direction, "This is so challenging, please follow me."

Gojo Satoru: "?"

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai didn't really feel anything about this kind of thing. The dolls couldn't be eaten and had no place to use. He came in just to mess with Gojo-sensei. He didn't want to go home and have a second round of mopping the floor.

So when he wandered around enough and walked out the door, he was indeed a little surprised to see Gojo Satoru holding a baby full of babies.

"Teacher Wujo has a childlike innocence." Osamu Dazai stared at the big rabbit with a head protruding from the paper bag and said, "I didn't buy any of them, but you bought a lot instead."

There are many types of dolls in his arms, basically all of them are Internet celebrities, but Wujo Wu only has time to look at beauties of the big sister type, and he doesn't know anything about the things that little girls like.

I bought so many because of the good money and the enthusiasm of the salesperson.

"It's all for you." Gojo Goku held the bag in his hand, and there was no trace of annoyance at being teased on his face. He glanced at the time, "Let's go, let's have lunch first."

At this time, if you want to have lunch without queuing, unless you book in advance, or you have money, the reason that the more expensive the restaurant is, the less empty it is, can be used everywhere.

Gojo Satoru took Dazai Osamu to find a western restaurant with seafood buffet, but soon he found that his decision to choose the buffet had a fundamental mistake.

The location they chose was right in the private room, but if Dazai Osamu was asked to go out to pick and choose what to eat, there would be a supernatural phenomenon of plates flying in mid-air...

Gee.

Under Dazai Osamu's expectant gaze, Gojo Satoru sighed silently, and had to cover his eyes and ears for him.

This made Osamu Dazai proud for a while. He originally thought that Gojo Satoru would choose to turn a blind eye or despise him with all his might, but who knew that this often childish teacher showed an adult demeanor at this time, without even complaining, very straightforward He went out and moved several large plates of seafood to Osamu Dazai.

But... such an active cooperation must have a countermeasure.

Osamu Dazai knew it well, but before the delicious food, he raised his hand decisively, and decided to eat first before talking.

In the eyes of outsiders who pass by by chance, Gojo Satoru looks like a lonely gourmet eating a luxurious seafood meal. Although he is accompanied by a bunch of cute dolls, he is more and more lonely and cold...

"Come with me somewhere after eating." Gojo Satoru took a sip of the juice, "I've arranged the itinerary, is that okay?"

"Didn't I always listen to Gojo-sensei's arrangements~"

Gojo Satoru smiled and stopped talking.

After the luxurious seafood feast, Osamu Dazai was full, and he only needed to buy a few game cards, and the itinerary was complete.He followed Gojo Satoru to turn left and right, and when he came to his senses, he was already standing in a clothing brand store that looked very fancy and girly.

He is somewhat familiar with this style... Back then, Mori Ogai often took him as a porter and bought such a small skirt for Alice.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Gojo Satoru was holding the doll. At first glance, it looked like a boyfriend who came to buy a gift for his girlfriend. He didn't even look back, and he grabbed someone by the collar without any mistakes.

"Where do you want to go, Dazai-san?"

"I don't want to get involved in Gojo-sensei's personal hobbies."

Wujo Gou twitched his lips, and with a smirk, he dragged people into the store, "I agreed to pick out clothes for you~"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

There are all kinds of colorful little skirts in front of me, gorgeous or pink or pure, as if in a world like a fairy tale princess, Osamu Dazai never thought that he would be treated like Alice one day, this is simply worse than Mr. Mori Teacher Wujo!At least Mr. Mori is divided into men and women!

"Actually, I don't really like this style..."

Gojo Gojo tilted his head and looked down at him. Because he was wearing black sunglasses, it was difficult to see his expression clearly, "Don't you like it? Don't you like going to doll shops?"

It's really small-minded!The previous generosity was indeed a lie!

Osamu Dazai was speechless for a moment, and was dragged into the store in reverse.

This store belongs to one of the high-end customizations of this type of brand. There are in stock and there are models that need to be ordered. Gojo Satoru actually doesn't know anything, but it doesn't matter, as long as he knows which one Dazai can wear.

"Height 170, shoulder width 38 or so." Gojo Satoru didn't let go of Osamu Dazai, and quickly reported the size and requirements, "Let's match three or four sets, including shoes."

As he spoke, he glanced at Dazai, smiled and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Do you want to try it on?"

Dazai ignored him at all.

On the other hand, the female shop assistant was a little surprised, "Your girlfriend is really tall, is she a model?"

The girls at 170 are almost at the "giant" level in the eyes of Neon people.

Gojo Satoru glanced at Osamu Dazai, who had turned dark since he entered the store, and suddenly felt very good, "Mmmm ~ I guess."

Just like in the doll shop before, he didn't bother to correct the misperceptions of irrelevant strangers.

"Then maybe you can try this one."

The female clerk led Gojo Satoru to a skirt in the style of Yujie. The main body was dark black, and the long skirt was decorated with so many patterns and bows that Osamu Dazai didn't even want to pay attention.

Naturally, Gojo Satoru didn't really want to see Osamu Dazai wearing a skirt - he didn't have any strange hobbies, it was purely to repay this kid for his mischief in the morning, but...

Subconsciously imagining the picture in his mind, such a gorgeous and dark style seems to be quite suitable for the little ghost who has been dressed in black since the first time he saw it, so Gojo Satoru nodded decisively and made a decision, "Then take it according to this type! "

"..."

Osamu Dazai, who was being grabbed by the collar, completely gave up struggling, simply lowered his head, and pretended to be dead——

Mr. Wutiao, who felt that he had won 100% in this round, swept away the depression accumulated earlier, and the sun shone brightly in his heart. Even if several zeros were swiped out during the payment, he felt very happy.

He carried several large bags, grabbed someone by the collar, and walked out of the store in a very happy mood.

"Okay, let's buy game cards at the last stop."

"... Mr. Gojo?"

A familiar voice sounded, Gojo Gojo was taken aback, turned around, and saw Jianren Qihai in a suit standing behind him.

"It's Qihai? What a coincidence! Are you here to shop too?" Gojo Satoru greeted.

Naturally, Jianren Qihai didn't have the leisure time to go shopping, he just stopped by to buy a cup of coffee, but at the moment, this senior social person is rarely confused, almost confused, "You are..."

In his eyes, Gojo Satoru walked out of a Lolita women's clothing store with his hands full of cute girl's bags, and he was still holding this seemingly unlovable curse spirit in his hand.And as far as he knew, Gojo Satoru didn't have a girlfriend, so he came to a women's clothing store...

"doing what?"

"Buying clothes." Gojo Satoru pulled Dazai Osamu in front of him, didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his words and actions, and said frankly, "Give it to him."

Qihai Jianren: "..."

Gojo Satoru took a man-shaped curse spirit who looked like a man to the women's clothing store to buy clothes for him? ?

Is it because his ears are not working well or his glasses are not strong enough? ?

I heard earlier that Gojo Satoru was assigned to monitor an indelible curse spirit, and Guan waited by his side to find a way before expelling it.Originally, he also thought that this was the most appropriate way, but now it seems... Wutiaowu is raising him, is there something wrong with raising him? !

"Teacher Wutiao said he wanted to buy me clothes, but he didn't expect to bring me here." The black-haired curse spirit suddenly interjected, with a helpless and bitter expression, as timid and dazed as a small white flower, "The strongest spell Master Shi's preferences are really strange."

Jianren Qihai: "..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Hey, that's not right." Gojo Satoru realized that something was wrong, "Dazai, you..."

"Mr. Wujo." Nanami Jianren pushed his glasses, "Although the laws and regulations of the human world cannot be applied to the curse spirit, since this curse spirit looks like a male human being... Normally speaking, there is no need to give a curse spirit Buying human attire, let alone skirts."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Sounds like a bit of an odd logic?There is a misunderstanding here!

Of course, Qihai Jianren noticed Gojo Satoru's suddenly stiff expression, but he always thought that Gojo Satoru's actions were too outrageous, especially as a reliable adult, he had to speak out in the face of such a situation that did not conform to the world's moral values.

"Curse Spirit is not a hand-made doll, your behavior..." Jianren Qihai said seriously, "Strictly speaking, this is a perversion."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "Pfft!"

"But I won't tell others what happened today." Qihai turned around, "Please control yourself, even if you are dealing with the curse spirit, Mr. Gojo."

"Hey, Nanami, wait-"

However, Jianren Qihai didn't seem interested in listening to Gojo Satoru's defense, so he waved his hand and left without looking back.

Wutiaowu: "..."

This is really beyond words.

Gojo Satoru was speechless, glanced at Osamu Dazai who was still giggling, and said angrily, "Do you still want to buy a game card?"

"At first I lost interest, but now I have it again, hahaha."

"Then shut up!"

……

This is simply an epic rollover.

After Dazai finished picking the game and bought a lot of snacks from the supermarket, it was getting dark, and he was going to eat takeaway when he went back. Wujo Wu led the people to a western restaurant and took them in for dinner.

Osamu Dazai had never eaten three meals a day so punctually, but since he followed Gojo Satoru, he had to eat Gojo Satoru if he didn't eat Gojo Satoru, and he simply ate two bites when he was accompanied by others.

He has always regarded this basic survival need as a burden, but now it seems that it seems to be okay, at least he has gotten used to it.

Gojo Satoru was a little depressed. It was rare for him to want to play with the stinky brat. He didn't expect to play himself into it. He sent several text messages to Qihai to explain the cause and effect. After a while, a reliable adult returned to him. The result is a string of "...".

I really stepped into a pit, is this self-inflicted?

... No, I still have to blame this brat!

Gojo Satoru leaned on the soft seat and ate the strawberry pudding in front of him. Osamu Dazai seemed to be tired from shopping, and he was slumped on the sofa at the moment, and he didn't even want his image because no one could see him.

Gojo Satoru pushed him, "Hey, at least finish the pasta, don't waste it."

He didn't take a few mouthfuls of dinner, so he collapsed on the sofa, motionless.

"I'm so tired after eating, I don't want to move my hands anymore..." Osamu Dazai lazily said, "Why don't you feed it to me, Mr. Wujo..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Take measures!

Gojo Satoru's face darkened slightly, "It's fine if you don't eat!" After thinking for a while, he added, "Snacks are not allowed when you go back at night!"

Osamu Dazai was not afraid at all, thinking that apart from the restricted canned crab meat, he had already hidden a lot of snacks.

After Gojo Satoru paid the bill, he was ready to go back home, but Dazai Osamu was still slumped on the sofa. Facing Dazai Osamu's laziness and cancer outbreaks from time to time, he was no longer surprised by it, so he picked him up and left.

The accident happened at this moment——

There were not many people in the high-end restaurant, and there were a few children playing in the spacious aisle. Suddenly, one of them burst into a loud cry, and then, a long purple object flew through the air!

Gojo Satoru didn't pay attention to it at first, he could easily dodge at such a falling speed even if he was holding Dazai Osamu and couldn't use the spell power, but for some reason, at that moment, it seemed that something invisible passed through his body, The frozen space envelops the consciousness like a tide.

--what happened?

The blue pupils under the sunglasses shrank fiercely, and his body seemed to be nailed in place. When he realized it, Gojo Satoru could only watch helplessly as the cylindrical thing that looked like a bazooka hit him on the head!

Bang!Pink smoke exploded where Gojo Satoru was standing!