Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

How could there be a stupid woman who believed such nonsense?

Shen Er was dismissive.

They didn't stand there for long. When everyone was avoiding them, a man came over.

He held a sun-proof jacket in his hand, "If you don't mind, use this first."

Although he was clearly rescuing her, the girl's face was a little apologetic. It was as if she was saying that she was really sorry that this was all she had, so she would just make do with it.

Gintoki took the sun-proof jacket neatly and put it on, and his bright strawberry shorts didn't cover it at all.

He waved his hand casually, "Thank you, I'll return it to you later. Suddenly I remembered that the swish on the curtain was a bit worrying, Gin-san will go home first."

Normally speaking, tying it around the waist is a thousand times better than this half-baked exposure.

The girl looked at his back and laughed lightly. Shier lowered his head slightly to look at her profile, her short black hair curled up, she smiled warmly, and gently tilted her head to look at Shier.

It was as if the sun penetrated the thick clouds and poured down her smile.

"What an interesting person."

What a strange person.

Shier did not respond, but turned and left.

This was their first meeting.

After that, Shier completely forgot about the girl. He didn't like to remember too many things, and he didn't have any extra brain memory to give to a girl of unknown origin.

Perhaps for a delicate person, this is also a romantic encounter.

But Shier obviously didn't miss it. A look and a smile could not trigger any wonderful chemical reaction in his brain.

Shier was busy with tasks as always, and when he was completely free, he would soak in the casino, repeating over and over again. After leaving Zenyuan's house and coming to the outside world, there was no place he had to go back to.

It is better to say that after throwing the only constraint into the trash can, the resentment accumulated by Shiner over a long period of time could not find the soil to take root, and only a certain disgust remained.

Commission, money, gambling, Gintoki.

There are only a few keywords left in Shiner's life, which allow him to find some things that can arouse his feelings in a boring and suffocating world.

It was another day to complete the task, and it started to rain on the way back.

It didn't matter whether to go back in the rain or hide from the rain. Anyway, there was no need to stay anywhere. Shiner sat under the eaves of the alley and lit a cigarette.

Watching the dark water drops fall into the turbid puddles under the smoke, a circle of white ripples appeared, and then trembled and was completely swallowed by the darkness.

When he was at Zenyuan's house, Shiner often did this.

Aimlessly, and there was no reason.

Wandering around Zenyuan's house and watching various small changes.

When changing, time passed by indifferently. One second, two seconds, meaningless time connected into a line, finally let today end without any meaning.

Like a growing giant python measuring the size of its prey, it will explode when it can completely swallow it. Imagine the feeling of piercing the cursed tool into the body, will the blood of Zenyuan's family also be red?

Even if there is resentment as the background, Shen'er is not too bored.

It was winter when I stayed at Zenyuan's house.

But it was not much better to go out.

Shen'er stared at the dark puddle.

When he was bored to the point of falling asleep, a white reflection appeared in it.

"Did you forget to bring an umbrella?" She was wearing a white dress, and the transparent umbrella blocked her back, making the gorgeous traffic behind her blurred.

Shen'er raised his head impatiently, and the girl reached out to him without knowing anything.

It was like inviting him to come under the umbrella.

Soon, the innocent smile on her face was replaced by panic, "You are injured! Haven't you treated it yet?"

There was a long scar on Shen'er's arm that was oozing with blood.

Occasionally, you will encounter a sorcerer with annoying spells, and it is common to get injured because of this.

For Shen'er, it was just an injury that would heal itself if left alone. If he couldn't even withstand such a minor injury in the Zenyuan family, he might as well die.

But in the eyes of the girl, it was not the case.

It was an exaggerated injury for ordinary people. Her expression was shocked as if Shen'er would die because of this minor injury.

The common sense cognition was too different, so Shen'er still spoke.

"It has nothing to do with you, go away."

It was a complete rejection.

The girl showed a bit of sadness because of being rejected, and she pursed her lower lip tightly.

Shen'er had no psychological pressure and was happy and relaxed.

He bit the cigarette butt, waiting for the puddle to turn black again, in the moment when he lowered his head.

The girl seemed to have found the right time.

She moved so quickly that for a moment I thought sheWhat hidden weapon was thrown, the body subconsciously tried to avoid it, and then rushed forward to push her down.

But the sharp dynamic vision of the sky and the tyrant left him no chance to misunderstand.

Shen Er quickly realized that it was an umbrella. The transparent umbrella, like a jellyfish floating in the night, hit Shen Er in front of her.

The girl ran away.

You don't need to look to know that the clean white dress is going to be in trouble.

The transparent umbrella just fell into the puddle.

That person is really strange.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you have an umbrella, but there is nothing to see in the puddle.

Shen Er held up the umbrella and went home leisurely.

There was no task the next day.

Shen Er went to the casino to make money, and lost a lot.

He lost most of the commission he had just received. Shen Er was used to the fact that the horse tickets he bought would be lost quickly in a strange posture every time. He sat in the alley and planned to bury them neatly in water.

Try to change his luck.

The girl appeared again.

This time she wore a T-shirt and sweatpants. It is reasonable to wear such a convenient outfit than a white dress on a rainy day, but she just decided to wear it casually.

The moment she saw Shen'er, the girl's eyes lit up.

Like a small ornamental dog, she trotted over excitedly. She stopped steadily at a distance from Shen'er and took out something from her canvas bag like offering a treasure.

A small box of iodine cotton balls and a roll of gauze.

"Great, I thought I might meet you here again, so I brought it with me. Has your injury improved? It doesn't look like you've been to the hospital, so it's not inflamed."

She judged the severity of Shen'er's exposed wounds.

In the end, she came to the conclusion that if she didn't treat Shen'er's wounds, Shen'er would die from the inflammation of the wounds.

The possibility that Shen'er would let a strange girl who he hadn't seen many times treat his wounds was basically equivalent to the fact that he really made money from the horse racing tickets he bought.

And the possibility that Jiner will let the opponent win in a close combat with an ordinary person is about the same as Gintoki's lottery winning.

So as soon as the girl approached his defense range, Jiner grabbed her outstretched hand with a look of disgust.

"Heh, what a hypocrite, what do you want from me after all? Gratitude? Admiration? Or prove your nobility? How is that possible? You are just an eyesore when you are dangling around."

"Don't satisfy yourself here."

The girl thought for a while and took out a cartoon-patterned bandaid from her pocket.

"I know, everyone has something they hate." She said with a smile that was a bit like coaxing a child, "There is no reason to refuse now."

She didn't understand at all.

Jiner threw away her wrist.

The girl immediately seized this opportunity, tore open the packaging of the bandaid, and put it on Jiner's arm.

To be honest, it has been a day, is there any need to prevent infection? But she was obviously relieved, as if Jiner had finally succeeded in saving a life.

That's a band-aid with a Doraemon pattern.