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Because I couldn't teleport for a long distance, when I returned to my home from Yokohama, it was already the dead of night.

Before leaving, Gojo Satoru had gone into the basement, except for a laptop computer, there was nothing valuable in the unobstructed room.

There were only wine bottles discarded at will, leftover boxes and cans from convenience stores, and bandages and medicines piled up on the bedside. It was as messy and sloppy as a place where homeless people lived. Gojo Satoru frowned.

Of course Osamu Dazai is not a homeless man, he just lived his life like a homeless man. It can be seen that he has no expectation of "life" at all.

But this is not surprising, after all, Osamu Dazai can hardly even "live".

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, tightened his arms, and turned to leave.

……

In the steaming bathroom, Gojo Satoru carefully put Osamu Dazai into the water. He has never bathed anyone before, but this will make Osamu Dazai unable to wake up due to some "external force", so he will play with it.

Dazai Osamu as a human seems to be thinner than when he was still a curse spirit, but considering his previous living environment, it is not difficult to understand, probably because he has not eaten a normal meal, and his pale lips with no blood peeling.

There was a gunshot wound that had just healed on the left arm, and the wounds elsewhere were either recent or obviously old.

It is worth noting that some traces should be left by him himself.

Other than that, there is not much difference. The age does not seem to have changed much, but it seems that they will continue to grow up.

——When Osamu Dazai was asleep, Gojo Satoru took the liberty to study his whole body thoroughly.

After everything was packed, nearly two hours passed.

Gojo Satoru put the man into the soft bed, lay down on it himself, and then took the man into his arms.

Osamu Dazai breathed lightly and slept deeply, probably because he had taken a bath, his complexion seemed to be much better than before, but his lips were still pale.

Under the orange light, Gojo Satoru watched silently, and as time flowed quietly, since Osamu Dazai disappeared, the hole that appeared from the bottom of his heart was finally filled bit by bit.

With silvery eyelashes drooping, he slowly leaned over, patiently soaking Osamu Dazai's dry lips.

……

When the consciousness gradually came back, Osamu Dazai first felt a kind of indescribable comfort, which is a kind of satisfaction that only long-term insomniacs can experience after suddenly full sleep. The whole body is lazy, and even wants to continue sleep.

However, after stretching under the comfortable and warm blanket, Osamu Dazai still opened his eyes. The bedroom was very quiet, and he was alone. The light in the room was not clear, but he could still recognize that it was a traditional room. The style of the Japanese room, perhaps more suitable to be called the sleeping hall, looking through the translucent bed curtain, there are not a single piece of useless decorations that ordinary wealthy people would pay attention to, such as expensive screens and exquisite wall decorations.

Is it at the Gojo Heads?

Osamu Dazai thought, still not moving, slowly recalling the previous thoughts that he had no time to sort out because of the sudden fragmentation.

The bad reunion scene last night has been automatically deleted from his mind. Although his speed of receiving news from the outside world has slowed down a bit, it still surprises him that Gojo Gojo found him so quickly. He has just confirmed the fusion of the world. It's already blocked the door.

... I don't know what conditions Mr. Wujo and the Supernatural Secret Service Division have reached to allow Zhong Tian to sell such a useful coolie, but Mori Ogai is probably responsible for this. After all, he once gave Wujo The teacher said that he is a mafia thing, and Yokohama is so close to Tokyo, it is easy to find if you are interested.

However, hindsight did save some questions that would have caused him panic and hesitation. At least it seemed that he didn't have to worry too much about what to do in the future.The only problem is how to explain to Mr. Wujo that his road to whitewashing cannot be stopped. This is what he promised Oda to do.

Osamu Dazai thought slowly, he always felt that the long-term rest made his reaction a lot slower, but his body honestly lay on the bed for a while, and only complained about being a human after feeling faintly hungry. It's really troublesome, while slowly preparing to get up.However, he had just lifted up half of his body when he felt something was wrong, he paused, and immediately turned over and sat up and lifted the quilt.

Following his movements, there was a faint and crisp sound.

Dazai stared, and saw that there was a handcuff on the wrist of his left hand. Because it was close to the skin and close to body temperature, he hadn't noticed the abnormality at all before.

The handcuffs were welded to a thin chain that was only as wide as a fingernail. Osamu Dazai followed the chain all the way to find the source, but the end of the chain disappeared directly behind the hole in the wall next to the bed!

Osamu Dazai: "..." There really is him.

He checked the handcuffs and chains again, but he couldn't find even a keyhole, that is to say, he had all the lock-picking skills, but they were useless.

Although the chain is light, it cannot be easily broken. Fortunately, the length reserved is long enough to support his activities in the room.

Osamu Dazai bypassed the screen and strolled around. The furnishings in the living room were more modern. There was a lazy sofa on the tatami, and there were no calligraphy and paintings on the wall that fit the style of the house. Instead, there was a large projection screen. He also found two game consoles, and the cabinet next to it was full of videos and game disks. In addition to books of various colors, there were many comic magazines on the bookshelf.

Well, it looks like a very suitable environment for nerds.

Osamu Dazai tried to open the door, but his fingertips were only ten centimeters away from the door. Obviously, the length of the chain was carefully designed, and the window could be opened just right, but then he discovered that there was a layer of tent outside the house.

On the first floor, he can go out but others should not be able to get in, but unfortunately he can't reach it, and the tent that Gojo Satoru personally set up, except for defeating him, it is impossible to untie it from the outside.

But defeating the strongest conjurer?

Osamu Dazai: "..."

He still doesn't cheat others.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and tugged on the bracelet on his wrist, the metal collided with a crisp sound.

If the chain is bound around the ankle or neck, it may have some other meanings, but now it is more like an upgraded version of the handcuffs, and the purpose is simple and self-evident - off.

But the problem is, he has no intention of running away now.

Osamu Dazai sighed deeply, and sat down on the tatami mat speechlessly, realizing that he seemed a little out of play...

Gojo Satoru, who came back from the high school, was called to the study by the head of Gojo Patriarch as soon as he stepped into the house.

The other party first talked about the reactions of other families. Although they were still dissatisfied, they had no choice but to compromise with the irresistible Wujo Wu. The curse masters who hated him didn't dare to show their heads, let alone them who were right under his nose.

Now that the general trend is over, if you don't want to end up like those who were massacred by him, you can only choose to join. By the way, arrange some juniors to have a good relationship with Gojo Wu's students. In the final analysis, the family inheritance must be preserved.

After talking about the business, Patriarch Wutiao took a sip of tea and asked, "What happened to the tent outside your house?"

"Prevent anyone from getting in, let the people inside go out." Gojo Wujo replied honestly, but...

Who really asked the usefulness of your account!

Patriarch Wutiao really wanted to yell at him. He had a headache for his rebellious son. He could barely control him when he was young, but he couldn't control him after he left home, and he couldn't do anything now.

It is said by the outside world that the Wutiao family, which is now in decline, barely maintains the status of the Yusan family by relying on Wutiao Wucai. This sentence is actually true, so compared with the status of a son, the head of the Wutiao family values ​​​​the value of "Six Eyes" more. After all There can be many sons, but there is only one for Six Eyes.

Although Wutiao Wu has been away from home for many years, in the eyes of the Wutiao Patriarch, Wutiao's family is Wutiao Wu's sooner or later, and he will come back sooner or later. Even if Wutiao Wu's descendants are not Liuyan, they are destined to be different from ordinary people.

Regardless of the internal turmoil in the high school, it is true that Wujo Wu returned to his family after this incident. After he was relieved, he couldn't help but think about the things behind, and the spell spirit that was bewitching people around Wujo Wu disappeared. The tragedy of Yumen's family should never happen again.

However, the development of the matter seemed to be slightly different from his expectation, and the Patriarch Wutiao didn't go around and asked bluntly, "What do you mean? Who is the person you brought back last night?"

Gojo Satoru also answered very directly, without any hesitation about the heart of the listener, "Although my partner is a man, you can treat him as your daughter-in-law."

"…………"

Patriarch Wutiao was glad that he didn't drink tea at this meeting, otherwise he would just spray it out in a gaffe. He just felt that his blood pressure was rising uncontrollably. For a while, he didn't know whether to spray him. Sure enough, he acted recklessly, this formation obviously locked people up, so where did he get it back from? !Are the spells not enough for you to play? !

Wutiao Wu stood up at this time, said "he woke up and I'm leaving", and left without caring about the Patriarch Wutiao's face, which turned blue and white, and went straight away.

As soon as Gojo Satoru opened the door, he saw Osamu Dazai sitting not far behind the door, his head drooping as if he was in a daze, but when he found him coming in, he immediately came back to his senses.

"Teacher Wujo!" Osamu Dazai got up, shaking the bracelet, his tone was a little teasing and tired, "I've made great progress, I haven't seen you for a while, and you, who are honest, have such a habit."

Gojo Satoru bypassed him and walked inside, Dazai Osamu followed behind him, "Illegal imprisonment is against the law, don't go astray."

"Oh? Then who do you think made me go astray?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Osamu Dazai felt that it was too late to shirk at this time, so he could only answer honestly: "Probably my problem."

Gojo Satoru put the dinner plate on the table, turned back and smiled and said, "How can Dazai, who has no plans to spare, have problems? I am the one who has problems, and I trust you again and again...you Look, you are lying to me again, pretend to be good at this time, didn't you want to see me want to run away yesterday?"

Osamu Dazai: "...You misunderstood, I didn't. It was too sudden and unprepared. In short, I will never hide it from you in the future, and I will not think about running away."

"Really, I don't believe it."

Osamu Dazai, who rarely spoke the truth once: "..."