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After the spell was finally triggered and consumed completely, my sanity has completely returned. Looking at the scene in front of me, if I can, I just want to cover my face with my hands and become a Buddha on the spot.

Fuck, I made an embarrassing mistake, although the culprit is me, but...

I stretched out my hand and pinched the temple of my right temple, wondering if I knocked the gin out on the spot?Or knock Bourbon out?Given that Belmode is still on Gin's car, if reporters from a distance are attracted...

Absolutely tomorrow Pisco's entertainment headlines will be replaced by us!

A breeze blew past me, I blinked my eyes, watched Gin stride into the car like this, and gave me an impatient look.

Could it be that my underworld technique has finally failed?

Opening the car door, I took advantage of the opportunity to sit in the back seat, leaned on the rear window glass, and stared at Mr. Bourbon who was still standing on the spot. It seemed that it hadn't failed...

Could it be that my technique in the underworld suddenly happened in the underworld?

"Tell Bourbon to go to church."

"That gin, what did you say?"

I suspect that I have an auditory hallucination, and it is a very serious auditory hallucination, but I have a heart that is keen on doing things, and I have quickly taken out my mobile phone from my pocket and sent a text message to Bourbon.

Not far away, Bourbon, who was wearing a black coat and standing next to his car, seemed to happily get into the car and followed the vehicle we were in now.

Since the person who is about to die socially is not me but someone else, I even happily want to share this good news with my friends in the mafia at the port.

After all, nine out of ten outbursts of my nether magic spell have resulted in my social death, and this time it was finally replaced by someone else, which is really great.

The car was driving smoothly on the road, and Belmode, known as the "ageless witch", was dozing off beside me, and Gin was sitting on the co-pilot without saying a word, but I still noticed his gaze Looking into the rearview mirror, and in the rearview mirror is Bourbon's car following in the distance.

That stern face, implied a trace of inexplicable gaze, and the rare gentleness under the iceberg, I am sure and sure that my underworld technique may have evolved unconsciously, as for the direction of evolution: unknown.

"Mo Gao, what exactly is your supernatural power?"

The sound of gin resounded in the space inside the car. Vodka, who was sitting in the driver's seat, subconsciously clenched the steering wheel. Belmode opened his eyes at some point, sharpened his sharp nails with a file, and the qin Although Jiu never took his eyes off the rearview mirror, the gun on his left hand indicated that he must give an answer this time.

I don't care about the underworld technique that exposes myself. After all, this kind of skill that does not distinguish between enemy and friend has brought me a thick history of blood and tears since its first appearance.

but……

"How did gin and bourbon fall in love at first sight?"

Nourishes—

This is the sound of Belmode's nail breaking.

call out--

This is the result of vodka telling the serial S-bend.

boom--

It was the sound of Gin shooting me in the head with his backhand.

"Oh, you seem a little shy."

I glanced at the bullet hole next to my head, clapped my hands to express my praise for the gin marksmanship, and got an inquiring look from Belmode.

Although looking at the mysterious smile on the face of this big beauty, I somehow feel that this should be the expression of excitement that fell into the melon field.

boom--

"Qin Jiu, your marksmanship seems to need to be improved, so don't let more bullets be wasted."

"To shut up."

"You have to know that everyone has the right to freedom of speech, Gin, you have no right to shut me up. I'm at the same level as you."

boom--

Holding my mobile phone in my hand, I wasn't worried that Gin would kill me with a single shot. Based on my current work results, he could only protest like this.Thinking about it like this really makes me feel sympathetic...

Giving up on uncovering the painful thoughts of a certain social animal, I shrugged slightly and turned off the microphone, then opened Twitter on my mobile phone, looked at the top 99+ groups, I looked at the group names, and selected one of them A very recognizable group name clicked in.

【Did Dazai defect today? 】

[I don’t want to write, I just want to lie flat: @带着小小子遇到大李~ Let me tell you, today I saw a social animal who is as good as Ango.Oh no.He is worse than Ango.

Defected with the little man: Hey, Wen Guang, you actually went out to work?Have you finally realized that writing a book can’t support you?

Don't want to write but just lie flat: that's impossible, screenshot.jpg. @五孩的老夫维田作~ Let me take a look at how your writing is doing.

Father of five: ...still thinking about it.

If you don't go to get off work, you don't go to work: Wen Guangjun, long time no see.

I don’t want to write but just lie flat: it’s only been a month, and I’m busy moving after all.I never expected to be kidnapped by my own readers, really good!

Defecting with the runts: Sounds interesting, and Dr. Beeson's job is much more interesting.

I don't want to write, I just want to lie flat: Hey?Dazai is actually working overtime.What about Zhongye?

】

The air in the car was quiet for a while after I shut up, and then Belmode, who had nothing to eat, said:

"Gin, how is your little girl?"

I silently pricked up my ears, as if there were melons to eat, and of course I didn't stop listening to the movements on my hands.

[Bringing the little dwarf together to defect: he is also working overtime~ and because of Lan Tang and Verlaine, Zhong can also be regarded as sweeping the audience~

Don't want to write and just want to lie flat: so you're skipping work now.

Defecting with the dwarf: No, I am taking care of the child~ Yumeno-kun, you are so uncute~]

"I will find her together with that man. Belmode, are you going back to America next?"

Gin, who was staring at the rearview mirror, answered absent-mindedly.

"No, I have some things to stay in Japan for a while, what's next for you?"

[I don’t want to write, I just want to lie flat: Dazai~ Have you heard of the Black Organization?It is WINE.

Defected with the dwarf: I know, but they have always been active in Tokyo. After Dr. Mori took over, they withdrew, and they seemed to be very wary of capable people.Could it be...you were kidnapped by them?

I don’t want to write, I just want to lie flat: Yes, it’s because of the book you suggested I write to persecute Natsume-sensei.They are researching the elixir of life.I think Dr. Sen should be interested, after all, people in the upper class are very sorry for their lives.

Defecting with the runt: Yay, this is so much fun.I'll tell Dr. Sen, and maybe you'll see me soon.

】

"She has probably fled away in a hurry with that man now, and knowing what will happen to her after being arrested, she will definitely wait for my visit with constant fear."

"Oh, Shirley."

"That's really looking forward to it."

The complexity in Belmode's tone seemed to indicate something I didn't know.Although curious, for a certain goal, I quickly typed on the phone screen.

[I don't want to write, I just want to lie flat: I think my new partner is about to die suddenly.His suspected 007 every day, coupled with the persecution of my spells, this guy is suspected to be insane.

Defecting with the dwarf: Wow, triggering your spell, that's amazing, what did he do to you?

I don’t want to write, I just want to lie down: It’s just kidnapping me and letting me join 007, so is Sen-senpai willing to take over this organization?

Defect with the little man: he will surely be happy.

No get off work until work: Will Yokohama be involved?

I don't want to write, I just want to lie flat: No, no, Ango, anyway, the Chief Farmer mortgaged you to Sen-senpai for five years, so it's not your turn to write this report.

If you don't go to get off work, you don't go to work: But I will definitely write a report after accepting this organization, right...

I don’t want to write and just want to lie flat: Speaking of Ango, I’m a little concerned about some things, can I ask you to use your supernatural power?

】

While I was chatting with everyone in Yokohama, the car turned a corner, shifted from the wide road to the tree-lined trail, and a classic church appeared in my eyes.

In the dark night, compared to the sanctity of the church in the daylight, it looks like a seductive magic cave.

[I don't want to write, I just want to lie flat: I'll talk later, I'm at the right place.Oh, right.Dazai, someone in my family has no place for you, remember to ask Mori-senpai for housing allowance when you come to Tokyo. 】

The car stopped in the open space in front of the church. I closed my mobile phone and looked at the Mazda RX-7FD3S parked next to the Porsche.

Seeing the black window of the car next door being lowered, I thought about what I just saw, and only half an hour later, I shifted my sight to Gin, who also lowered the window.

Belmode, vodka, and I, three people with six pairs of eyes, waited with bated breath for a possible dialogue between the two.

"Scotch and rye, not with you?"

Wait a minute, who is this?I only glanced at the list of members of the organization, and saw a few people who were highlighted by Gin, and I felt like I didn't get the point of eating melons.

I looked at Belmode, who I just met today next door, a kind and beautiful sister, and talked about science with me. Scotland and rye are partners of bourbon, which is the same three-person relationship as I have with gin and vodka.

He nodded with a vague understanding, but I still don't understand why Gin, who should be in a state of love after being persecuted by my technique, asked Bourbon's partner...

I almost thought these two would act out a scene from a spy movie I saw the other day after the car window came down.

【He drove into a remote corner with her, they rolled down the car window at the same time, then poked their heads out, and had a lingering kiss.Then, after taking a deep look at each other, they drove towards their respective organizations. 】

"Do you care about them?"

Um? ? ?What's going on, Bourbon... You seem to be wrong... Oh, no, this is the normal reaction of my spell...