cat blues

Chapter 153

This man is really rich.

This is what Osamu Dazai thought of immediately after seeing the other party.

There is one thing to say, the guest who did not know when appeared behind has a rather amazing height, has white hair that is very rare among Asians, and wears a very eye-catching weird eyepatch.But Osamu Dazai gave such a conclusion the first time he saw him.

What is the height of 190, he himself is 180, Oda is 187, the president is also 189, and Yuji Maomao is 230 tall.Living among such a group of tall men, a mere 190 is completely unable to make Osamu Dazai feel the slightest sense of oppression.

As for white hair, how should I put it, although white hair should be relatively rare among Asians in theory, but there is a white hair living beside me, and there is a white hair in the tennis club where the classmates I met in junior high school. hair.The more times I saw it, the more naturally I wouldn't take white hair as something rare.

And the blindfold, this blindfold, made Osamu Dazai confirm that this guy is a very rich man.

Because it is a detective agency that is open for business, there are certainly investigations of affairs, breakups, and divorces that must exist in the detective industry. It is unrealistic to expect a detective agency to rely solely on commissions from the government, military and police. .

Osamu Dazai has cultivated his eyesight to see the price of things by relying on these strange commissions.

Although this man wore a black cloth blindfold that completely covered his eyes strangely, as if he was sleeping, but just looking at the material, style and workmanship of the blindfold, one could tell that this blindfold must be of great value, and it was very likely It is a private custom model.

As long as there are things that match the word "private order", the price must be very considerable.

Including the clothes on the man, the clothes alone should add up to no less than 100 million.And a man who can wear 100 million yuan on his body and still wear it so casually, no matter how he looks at it, he can only see the word "rich".

In addition to being rich, this man is probably a magician or something, and his ability is mostly reflected in his eyes. Moreover, this man should be very strong. After all, only the strong can use his uniqueness so recklessly. Show it openly, and the weak will only be beaten out of their minds if they do this.

Osamu Dazai judged so many things almost instantly, but he said in a bored voice, "I just asked for six Daifuku. Is this called appetite?"

After he finished speaking casually, he turned his head to pick up the packed Daifuku bag handed over from the window, turned and left.

Gojo Satoru was just saying hello to the young man casually. He raised his hand and said to the aunt behind the counter, "Obasan, give me 8 edamame whipped cream flavors."

While speaking, he casually glanced at the young brother who had just walked away, and then he saw a scene that he found very interesting. Standing there waiting for this young man, besides another age In addition to the small but mature-looking man, there is actually a cat, a black cat that is more than two meters tall and much taller than himself.

What's more interesting is that he didn't feel any magic power on this black cat, as if it was just an ordinary black cat.

"This is really interesting." Gojo Satoru quickly took his Kikufu from the counter, stretched his long legs, and easily walked to the side of the two people and the cat, his movements seemed intimate He stretched out his hand to wrap Osamu Dazai's shoulder, and put the other hand on Yukichi Maomao's shoulder, "Hey, brother, is this big cat raised by you?"

"Tsk..." Osamu Dazai smacked his lips in depression. He had already raised his vigilance against this man, but it seemed that he still underestimated the magicians of this world, or did he have special eyes?

Tsk, there are too few samples, lack of comparison.

Osamu Dazai complained in his heart, "Mr. Yukichi is our family, is there any problem?"

"Mr. Yukichi?" Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at the big black cat, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha, the guy who named this cat is really talented, that guy must be very fond of money, right? "

"No, Mr. Yukichi chose the name himself." Oda Sakunosuke opened his mouth to redeem the reputation of his own president.

"Choose it yourself?" Gojo Goto was stunned for a moment. He tilted his head and looked at the big black cat who was at a loss. "You are really interesting."

"Can you see Mr. Yukichi's real appearance?" Oda Sakunosuke asked, although he used the question format, but his tone was not fluctuating, and it was clear that he knew that the visitor could indeed see it.

"Yes..." Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest intention to deny it, he said openly, "It's very clear, so I'm super curious now, how did you raise such a big cat, and why Let cats walk on two legs?"

When Gojo Satoru spoke, he still controlled the volume a little. If he spoke at the volume he was used to, he might focus the eyes of the people on the street.Gojo Satoru himself would never care about other people's gazes, but if he scared such a big cat, it wouldn't be very interesting.

"Before talking about my Mr. Yukichi, don't you have anything else to do?" Osamu Dazai suddenly said in a rather cold tone, "For example, go to class, or go to rescue and so on. ?”

Now it was Gojo Satoru's turn to be a little surprised. Although he wore a mask covering the upper half of his face, his expression was still very vivid. He grinned, "How do you know?"

"Mr. Yukichi is wearing something that can confuse others, and it will only make others think that he is a tall man." Dazai Osamu said bluntly, "Anyone who can directly see Mr. Yukichi's body without any obstacles, Except for people like us who are already very close to Mr. Yukichi, no one else can directly see Mr. Yukichi's real body."

"You have very powerful eyes." He looked at Gojo Satoru, and when he said the last sentence, his originally indifferent face suddenly became very gentle, so gentle that Gojo Satoru couldn't help rubbing his arms .

"You guy, your tone of voice is really bad." Gojo Satoru continued to ask after rubbing his arms, "But you're right, my eyes are indeed quite good, and I'm not just good eyes. "

He laughed, his smile was full of confidence and arrogance, "I am the strongest."

"The strongest gentleman, don't you really consider doing your own job? You are a magician, right? You run out to buy desserts during work. If your companion has a problem halfway, that's terrible. It’s not something that can be redeemed simply by saying sorry.” Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and said to him, “Are you so relieved of your subordinates?”

Gojo Satoru grinned, "It seems that you really don't want me to be with you, but it doesn't matter, because I am really interested in you!"

If Satoru Gojo only noticed the big black cat at the beginning, then after being in contact with Osamu Dazai for so long, he naturally noticed another thing.His no lower limit spell was eliminated.

This is a very incredible thing. His spell can make anything he rejects approach him. In one sentence, it is "so close to the sky", just like the mathematical approximation, 09999999∞ no matter how close the value is 1, either 1 or not 1.

Wujo Satoru can approach someone by himself, but he can also keep approaching others while rejecting the approach of a third person.

However, when he leaned his body against the opponent, he was keenly aware that the spells that existed around him all the time were fading.His body couldn't stop repairing the spells, but the spells still disappeared quickly at a speed that his instincts couldn't resist, and until now it had completely become a situation where the spells basically didn't exist.

This is really amazing. If the opponent's ability is useful to your spell, can it also have the same effect on the spell spirit?

And why can the other party tell at a glance that his occupation is a teacher, and can he be sure that he slipped out on the way to work?This shouldn't be a spell, this person doesn't have any spell power at all.

Gojo Satoru felt very curious, he was really too curious.

But what this person said is right, he just left a few children and ran over to buy souvenirs, if he doesn't go back and look at it, kid Hui will be angry, right?In that case, go back, and there is something just to try.

A malicious smile appeared on Gojo Satoru's face, "You're right, it's really not good to run out halfway, so I'll go back and help with work. So..."

In the next second, Gojo Satoru, together with Yukichi the big cat and Oda Sakunosuke, disappeared in front of Dazai Osamu at the same time.

"Fuck..." Osamu Dazai gritted his teeth and let out a syllable.

On the other side, Oda Sakunosuke and Yukichi Tomomi just felt that they appeared in front of a dilapidated building in a blink of an eye. The sun was shining brightly, but this building was full of eerie feeling.

"Meow ouch?" Yuji Maomao exclaimed in disbelief.

"Teleportation?" Oda Sakunosuke reacted quickly. He glanced at Gojo Satoru with an expression of "as expected" on his face, and quickly took out his mobile phone and called Dazai, "Tai, cough, Yandao, Are you still where you are?"

"Ah, all of you suddenly disappeared from my sight." Osamu Dazai finally calmed down when he received the call.

"That, Mr. Strongest." After all, we haven't exchanged names, and Oda Sakunosuke doesn't know what the other person's name is, so he can only address him like this now, "Excuse me, where did you take us?"

"Tokyo, Tokyo." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "My name is Gojo Satoru. Although your address makes me very happy, it's really strange to always be called that."

Yuji Maomao looked around in disbelief. The bustling passers-by not far away and the iconic Tokyo Tower a little farther made it understand their current location.They actually, really, came to the streets of Tokyo from Sendai City in an instant?