The Inquisitor's Conjurer Mr.

"Excuse me, can I pursue you? Beautiful lady."

Said the white-haired young man wearing black sunglasses in front of him.

He is very tall, about 1.9 meters by visual inspection. His moist lips curled up in a curved arc. When he was talking, he leaned over to look at her, which made people feel no pressure. When he tilted his head to look at her, Dongchuan was happy It reminds me of a cat with a beautiful appearance but a difficult personality.

Fuyukawa looked at his face, and before he could reply, he heard Osamu Dazai's voice in his ear.

"No way~" Osamu Dazai still maintained that lazy look, turning his head to the strange man with glasses, "Fortunately, a strange uncle like you who has a cuckold fetish will not agree. "

"Compared to this strange uncle, I seem to be more stable!" Dazai Osamu shifted his gaze from Gojo Satoru to Fuyukawa Yuki, and stared at her with warm eyes, "Beautiful lady, please be with me I'm going to die for love."

"Ha ha-!"

Gojo Satoru laughed out loud, propped his chin, looked at the black-haired young man with a bandage on his body with interest, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Be steady~"

"Although he has the body of an adult, saying something like "sacrifice for love" looks more like a sophomore who hasn't graduated from junior high school."

"Also—" His eyes fell on Yu Xing's face, and he reiterated with a smile: "I have a legitimate job, and I don't have the strange hobbies that the bandage gentleman said, if I have any..."

He paused, and took off his black sunglasses with one hand, revealing his blue eyes. When staring at people, he had the illusion of being locked in, and the corners of his mouth curled up again, "If there is, It must be Miss, you are too charming."

"Tut—"

After listening, Osamu Dazai stared at Xing's face, and said in an extremely serious tone, "Here comes the lines of a typical playboy. No matter what you say, this kind of guy is someone who has experienced many relationships. Xing, you must Don't fall for his tricks."

Fuyukawa pressed his forehead helplessly, and really wanted to say, please let the beautiful lady go.When it comes to frivolity, you two are on par.

"excuse me…"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga approached and stood in front of the two, with a half-smile expression on his face, "Whether it's for pursuit or for love, please go to France and line up!"

"Turn right when you go out, don't see you off!" He stretched out his hand and made a very elegant gesture of seeing off the guest.

"It's really not human~"

Gojo Satoru leaned forward slightly, raised his eyebrows, and looked at this white-haired and golden-eyed young man with interest. It's really interesting that this kind of Fusangshen, who was transformed from a utensil, would be used in a small dessert shop. waiter.

"What do you mean?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at Gojo Satoru with inquiring eyes, always feeling that there was something in his words.

"Don't think too much, it's just the literal meaning." After Gojo Satoru left a sentence lightly, he ignored Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was frowning at him, and turned to Fuyukawa Yuki, showing a sweet and greasy smile, " In fact, this is the fourth time I've been to this store, but unfortunately, the previous three times, Miss's store was not open."

"Really? What a coincidence." Although he was a little concerned about what the glasses man said just now, Fuyukawa Yuki still showed him a very gentle smile.

"I'm not joking, beautiful lady." The corner of his mouth curled up, and he stretched out a finger to point to the pink wall with post-it notes on it. Looking at Fuyukawa Yuki, he dragged his tone slightly, "The owner My sister wrote that one~"

Fuyukawa Yuki was slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "I thought he was a cute high school student..." But men generally don't like being called cute, even if he is a man who is used to writing notes with kaomoji.

"That's not right." Gojo Satoru shook his head at her, and then corrected him somewhat seriously, "It's a cute high school male teacher."

The world of neon education is hopeless!

Tsurumaru Kuni always thought.

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I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that the 5t5 I wrote is really worth beating (bushi

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