Chapter 7

The conjurer from Yokohama recently took his "daughter" out for activities.

This is a rumor that has been gradually rising on the street recently, but many people have categorically stated that the white-haired young girl should be a kind of "superpower" of the magician, or that he got it from a certain "puppet master" "A gift in hand.

After all, that beautiful but lifeless little white-haired girl didn't look like an ordinary human being.

Moreover, how could a little girl of that age sit obediently in the arms of that conjurer?

Moreover, the child's eyes were also terrifying.

Nakajima Atsushi was sorting out the recently collected intelligence. When he saw the news about Miyako Eri, who had some connection with him, he couldn't help but slow down. He carefully read the large and small information, and then said these He scoffed at the news whose source was unclear.

"Eh... It seems like a humanoid with supernatural powers... These people can really guess."

"Yeah, how could Eri-chan have some kind of supernatural power... Hey, Mr. Dazai?!"

Atsushi Nakajima agreed and suddenly suddenly stopped midway. When he reacted, Osamu Dazai's voice rang out from his ears, and he took a big step back. He was obviously frightened by Osamu Dazai, who was walking quietly and elusively.

"Wow, why did you come back at this time?" Nakajima Atsushi turned his head and looked behind him astutely. He was relieved when he didn't find Kunikida Doppo's figure, "Because you didn't show up all day yesterday, Kunikida Mr. Kida is very angry."

"Oh, I'm just lost on the road of life~" Dazai Osamu was not afraid of Kunikida Doppo at first, and now he didn't even care that the other party was not in the office. He put on his wet coat. He took it off and gave it to Atsushi Nakajima, asking him to help him dry it. Then he sat down on the other person's seat. He picked up the information about Gojo Satoru and Miyako Eri and read it for a long time before making a sound for no reason. chuckle.

"What's wrong, Mr. Dazai, is there any problem with Eri-chan and the others' information?"

Although he has not been with Dazai Osamu for a long time, Nakajima Atsushi has been very good at reading the air since he was a child, especially when it comes to the palace that he cares about inexplicably. When Furu Eri was on her body, Dazai Osamu seemed to be in something wrong with his mood at the moment, so he asked while twisting the water on the sleeves of his windbreaker.

"Well, Atsushi-kun, have you noticed that there is a little too much information about Eri-chan's identity?"

Osamu Dazai shook off the thin pile of information in his hand and used his other hand as a comb to smooth away the wet spots on his forehead. Curly hair, revealing a smooth forehead.

"Huh? Eri-chan's information... is too much?"

"Yes."

Dazai Osamu smiled and threw the wet love paper back on the table, resting his elbows on the back of the chair, staring with iris-colored eyes. Looking at the thoughtful white tiger boy.

"Logically speaking, the various forces in Yokohama should be more concerned about the sudden rise and overpowering Gojo Satoru, right?"

"Although Eri-chan appeared inexplicably next to the magician, she looks like an ordinary person. Likewise, there is nothing worth paying attention to. The only thing worth exploring is her identity."

"But her relationship with Gojo Satoru has nothing to do with Gojo Satoru's own strength, right?"

"Then, here's the question. Atsushi-kun~"

Seeing the white tiger boy unconsciously frowning and repeating his words, Dazai Osamu raised his index finger and pointed directly at the other person's eyebrows.

"Why are all the information about Gojo Satoru from all forces now focused on speculation about Eri-chan's identity?"

"Are there other forces that want to use Eri-chan to contain Mr. Gojo?"

Nakajima Atsushi hesitated and secretly Speak your mind.

He himself was more inclined to Miyako Eri, so he would naturally focus all the discordant points on Miyako Eri. However, this answer made Dazai Osamu shake his head slightly.

"Well, although Atsushi-kun, there is a small possibility in your guess, but it is more likely..."

Dazai Osamu raised the corners of his mouth, with an unkind light flashing in his eyes.

"There is a being that I hate very much, who wants to recruit that famous magician."

"Huh?"

After hearing Dazai Osamu's speculation, Nakajima Atsushi made a questioning voice.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because everyone is focused on exploring the relationship between Eri-chan and Gojo Satoru, is it easy for Gojo Satoru himself to be ignored?"

Osamu Dazai just glanced at the information. Summarizing the current speculations of these forces about Miyako Eri, almost most of the intelligence is focused on "inhumans". When it comes to "inhumans", does a certain underground leader in Yokohama have similar supernatural powers? ?

In addition, in the eyes of some interested people, he is a typical girl-controller. Combined with the fact that the white-haired girl next to Gojo Satoru is also very likely to be a humanoid with supernatural powers...

Are there too many similarities between the two people?

Someone deliberately wants to involve Gojo Satoru and Mori Ogai.

It cannot be ruled out that Mori Ogai himself wanted to recruit this powerful magician and deliberately spread the rumor.

After all, except for their armed detective agency who had close contact with Miyako Eri and knew clearly that she was just an ordinary person who had lost her memory and was not a person with super powers or humanoid powers, no one else would be able to see Miyako Eri. Will think that the other party is a normal little human girl.

"Atsushi-kun, let's go."

Osamu Dazai couldn't help but snorted coldly when he thought of Mori Ogai trying to recruit Gojo Satoru. It is true that he knew very well that a free-spirited and arrogant man like Gojo Satoru would never be able to succumb to others. Not to mention taking orders from the leader of an underground force, but what's wrong with being able to add some trouble to the other party?

He loves to cause trouble for Mr. Mori~

"Huh?"

Osamu Dazai sneered coldly, not knowing what he was thinking. When Atsushi Nakajima was led out of the office by the other party's neck, he only had time to hug him tightly. That sand-colored trench coat that hasn't had time to dry yet.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Dazai, the clothes are not dry yet -"

As for Miyako Eri, whose identity was secretly speculated by many forces and labeled as "not a human being", she is still fishing with Gojo Satoru. While exploring urban legends throughout the city.

Although he spent most of his time hanging around various dessert shops with Gojo Satoru.

I don’t know why this guy seems to have endless money when he hasn’t done many commissions.

"Eri-chan."

Gojo Satoru, who had the same hair color as Miyako Eri and shamelessly enjoyed his own set meal, habitually weighed Miyako Eri in his hands, with a hint of doubt in his bright red eyes behind his sunglasses.

"Speaking of which, during this time...you don't seem to have grown up much?"

"..."

Although it was clear that Gojo Satoru had always spoken unobtrusively, Miyako Eri couldn't help but shake her hands when she heard this sentence. Cheng punched the opponent's shoulder.

"The memory has not been restored, and the body naturally does not grow up so fast."

After taking a deep breath, Miyako Eri gave her own answer. Although the memory has not been restored, some common sense and some thoughts flowed out of her mouth unconsciously. The name feels familiar.

"Just like a certain Shinigami elementary school student, when the story has not progressed to the main plot, it is impossible to recover no matter what."

Seeing Miyako Eri's unconscious complaints, Gojo Satoru's eyes flashed A smile.

Although Eri-chan doesn't seem to be aware of it yet, her memories seem to be unlocking bit by bit, and the unlocked parts... seem to be different from the ones she unlocked in the Conjuring High School.

Interesting.

"Let's go to the old place to try our luck today?"

Gojo Satoru pretended to look around and found no less than five eyes spying on him secretly.

He raised the corners of his mouth, and his tone was a little cooler.

"No, let's deal with some annoying bugs today."