I work 9 to 5 in Chainsaw Man

The morning light is faint.

Mazmi looked out the window at the bustling streets, holding the steaming meal in her hands, feeling a little lost.

In just a few days, he seemed to have accepted this period of recuperation. He lay in bed every day. The old woman would go out to sell goods in the morning, put the cooked meals in a pot to heat, and come back later to face him. He asked for help, holding his hand and talking non-stop, always calling his son, and the doctor named Dake kept telling the old woman to rest, which made the old woman fuss when she saw him get out of bed.

As for why he didn't just teleport away, only Mazmi himself knew.

After the old woman left, the neighbor's aunt came over to talk to Mazmi about the old woman's condition.

"Child, where are you from?"

Mezmi drank rice porridge without saying anything.

The neighbor sighed and said to himself: "I just want to beg you. No matter who you are or what you want to do, please coax Shaye and stay with her during this time of recovery. She He was a poor man. In his early years, he did business with his husband and achieved some success. He moved to the arena and had a son. He lived a very happy life, but the good times did not last long. His son was taken away by a gangster and his internal organs were gutted. Her husband She also got into a fight on the way to deliver the goods and was affected to death. Shaye also went crazy. Normally, she was fine and could go about her own business. But when she saw the resemblance to her husband and son, she rushed to grab people's hands. If you don’t let go, you’ll say some crazy things, which has caused us so much trouble over the years..."

The neighbor's eyes were filled with tears: "We don't know what to do. She picked you up this time at work. She wanted to take you to the clinic, but she insisted that you were her son. She went crazy again. I just wanted to take you to the clinic." I hope you can play her son for a while these days, and when you recover from your injury, you can make up a reason to work outside, and maybe her condition of mistaking her son will be improved!"

Mazmi opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to refuse, but the words came to her lips as: "Has she been here like this for so many years?"

The neighbor nodded: "I have been favored by her family in the early years, and she is alone. She should help. We don't ask you to help, but please don't hurt her."

Mazmi nodded heavily.

The neighbor got a satisfactory answer and left, leaving Mezmi staring blankly at the sky.

After being injured, he was very lethargic. Whenever he fell asleep, he would dream. He dreamed of his past self, the fear that he buried deep in his heart. He occasionally dreamed of a mother who was completely different from what he knew. Face is not the "mother" who raised her as a child, but Shakespeare.

Half asleep and half awake, time passed to noon.

The old woman Shaye ran into the house excitedly and said: "Son! Look what mommy will do for you today!"

Mezmi was on the bed, looking at Shaye holding two fans of camel meat in her hands, and she was giggling at him.

Maybe it was because he had found his "son". Shaye looked youthful and energetic, and his complexion improved a lot.

"You are seriously injured now. Mom will do something good for you so that you can recover quickly."

Shaye was already cutting meat in the kitchen, and Mazmi struggled to get out of bed and sit on the small chair next to him to help wash the vegetables.

"Son, just let mom come."

"No, let me help you."

While choosing food, Mazmi saw the cracked wall and couldn't help but ask: "Why not change the house?"

"what?"

"You obviously have money, why don't you change to a better house? Aren't you afraid of danger in such a shabby place?"

Shaye smiled brightly: "This is where our family of three lives together, how can there be danger?"

Looking at the flawless smile and warmth, Mazmi felt inexplicably ashamed. He lowered his head and said no more.

The streets outside the window were noisy with gongs and drums, and the noisy crowd attracted Mazmi's attention.

"Is there something going on outside?"

Shaye said with some fear: "The annual competitive event will start tomorrow."

basement one.

After Beelzebub escaped and his hundred quota dropped sharply by two-thirds, meals were provided again in the prison, but now this group of people no longer enjoyed the happiness they had before. Instead, they were filled with hatred and vigilance. If Otvet had not banned them from killing each other, , this group of people had already started fighting.

Everyone was hostile to each other, but there was a large vacuum area where Xu Sheng and Sato were.

After witnessing Xu Sheng and Beelzebub fighting like prehistoric giant beasts colliding with each other, no one dared to approach Xu Sheng easily. Even with a pistol in his arms, it could not give them even a little sense of security.

Xu Sheng didn't care about other people's opinions. At the same time, he also believed that this made his surroundings much cleaner.

Even though he hadn't been hungry these days, Phil still looked like a little beggar who hadn't eaten for several days when he saw the food. He completely lost his calm demeanor before, causing Moss to have a headache.

Sato is still troubled by Beelzebub's escape, which makes Xu Sheng very interesting. A man who is well-educated, speaks literary principles, and has defeated demons in the world is always troubled and confused about money. It is really curious. .

The competitive event is approaching, and Xu Sheng also begins to plan how to leave the arena with his informant Bruqi. There is a photo of Bruqi in Xu Sheng's prisoner space. As long as he is in another batch of indicators, Xu Sheng will able to find him.

As for leaving here, Xu Sheng can come and go freely with his current methods, but it would be a bit reluctant to bring Bruqi with him. It would be better if someone can create some big chaos so that people can't pay attention to him. confusion.

Xu Sheng's eyes moved to Sato, who was still annoyed.

As long as Sato attacks Ottvet's henchman Scott, takes advantage of the chaos to find Bruzzi, leaves the arena, and joins Takagi and the others, the mission will be completed!

After finalizing the plan, Xu Sheng quietly moved to Sato's side and whispered: "When do you plan to take action?"

Sato said without thinking: "Of course it is the climax of the competitive event that Ottvedt is looking forward to."

Xu Sheng said with a bad smile: "That's really great!"

Krem Tribe.

The vehicle Hirem was riding in moved towards the arena, leaving a golden indentation on the sand.

Uyeso, who was in the passenger seat, frequently looked back. There was no one behind the convoy, and no one could be seen to be following him.

Takagi and Sashaman were following the direction of the convoy, following quickly through the yellow sand.

This is the ability obtained by Sashaman's newly dissected demon. Its main characteristic is that it can penetrate anything except life at will.

With this force, the two of them could cling to the tail of the convoy and find the location of the arena.

Xu Sheng, wait for us!