Reborn Japan as the group leader

"It really is a pervert..." Yizhi squatted on the ground covering her face.

"Listen to me, junior!" Juryu Jiro came over and said, "There is a reason why we dress like this."

"Why?"

"This goes back to the ancient times when civilization did not exist..." Juryu Jiro looked like he was about to start a long speech.

"We also want to experience the life of our ancestors..." Tokita Shinji said.

"..." Yizhi was too lazy to complain, and just looked at them blankly.

"Actually, we decide who will prepare the oxygen cylinder by guessing fists," said Juryu Jiro, "the one who breathes underwater..."

"Ah... that..." Iori remembered that he had indeed seen a row of oxygen cylinders outside the door just now.

"So we are guessing who will move the oxygen cylinder to the customer's place." Said Ryujiro.

"..." Iori had a questioning expression on his face, "So?"

"Why?"

"No..." Iori was stunned for a moment, "I know you are deciding who will take off the oxygen cylinder, but the question is what does it have to do with you getting naked?"

"What are you talking about?" Tokita Shinji said, "It's only natural to take off your clothes when you play Yeqiuquan, right?"

"..." Yizhi put on a classic expression of Brother Wufly, "Don't you guys know how to play other guessing games?"

"Student, don't get me wrong, I actually don't want to take off my clothes," Juryu Jiro walked up to Iori, his voice suddenly became deeper, "I just took off my clothes naturally, you understand?"

"I don't understand!" Iori immediately shook his head in denial, "I don't understand at all!"

"Okay, you guys!" Deng Zhifu poked his head out from behind the counter and said, "Stop talking nonsense, go to the gas cylinder quickly."

"Yes—" Juryu Jiro agreed.

"Iori, go and have a look too." Deng Zhifu said.

"What are you looking at? An oxygen cylinder?" Iori asked.

"The sea, the sea!" Deng Zhifu smiled, and continued to sit back and read the newspaper.

........................

Behind the store, Iori saw the rows of oxygen cylinders, and then looked at the row of diving suits hanging on the drying rack next to him, feeling a little novel.

Regardless of whether it was in the previous life or through time travel here, I don't have any memory of diving, and I feel that this thing is a bit curious.

"Rang, it's blocking the way..." Juryu Jiro's voice came from behind.

Iori turned his head and saw that Ryujiro Kotobuki was wearing casual clothes and walking over pushing a cart.

"What's wrong?" Juryu Jiro saw Iori's expression a little strange, "Is there something on my face?"

"No..." Yizhi shook her head, "I was just thinking, so you can also dress well."

"That's really funny," Juryu Jiro grinned, "Wouldn't it be a pervert if you ran outside naked?"

"If you weren't the senior I met for the first time, I would have kicked over there!"

"Hey? Do you want to help?" Seeing Yizhi go to get the oxygen cylinder, "Thank you."

"It's okay, let's work faster together." Yizhi helped to put the oxygen cylinder on the cart.

"By the way, my name is Juryu Jiro." Jin Mao introduced himself, "Sophomore in Mechanical Engineering, Izu University."

"Oh? Senior..." Iori said, "My name is Kitahara Iori, and I also major in mechanical engineering."

"Well, it's great to have a fellow student of the same major in the club!" Juryu Jiro said with a smile.

"When did you hear me say that I'm going to join the club?" Kitahara Iori was expressionless.

Chapter 11 The Law No One Can Escape

"Is it still necessary to listen to it?" Juryu Jiro showed an inscrutable smile, "Just look into your eyes to understand..."

"What the hell do you understand?" Yizhi put on Brother Wufly's expression again.

"..."

"..."

With a "snap", an application form for joining the company was slapped on the table next to it. Juryu Jiro quickly grabbed Iori's right wrist and pressed his thumb on the inkpad.

Iori immediately stretched out his left hand to block his right arm, so as not to let his thumb land on the paper.

The two gritted their teeth and said nothing, Kotoshi Ryujiro grabbed Iori's wrist and forced his thumb, which was stained with red ink, on the application form for joining the company.

Iori grabbed his forearm with one hand and gritted his teeth to prevent this from happening.

The faces of both of them were distorted by gritting their teeth, as if two evil spirits were fighting for food.

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"By the way, are you interested in diving?" Juryu Jiro asked while pushing the cart.

"Yes, I have."

"Great, this is a mature and fashionable hobby!" Said Ryujiro.

"You want to talk about charging now?" Iori waved his hand, "But I don't have the enthusiasm to invest in it."

"why?"

"I can't swim..." Yizhi looked helpless.

"Hahaha!" Juryu Jiro slapped Iori on the shoulder, "Did you not learn Chinese well?"

"Fuck! Don't move!" Iori immediately jumped away, "Why are you so good?"

"Whether you want to dive has anything to do with whether you can swim?" said Kotoshi Ryujiro.

"The problem is that if you go diving in the sea, you can't swim, right?" Iori said.

"It's okay, there is always a way to solve this trivial matter." Juryu Jiro said, "It won't make any progress if you keep doing what you know how to do! Compared with whether you will, whether you are interested is the most important thing." Pivotal!"

"Really..." Iori was a little careless.

"Speaking of which, you are the nephew of the boss, so you should come here often in the future?" Kotoshi Ryujiro asked.