I work 9 to 5 in Chainsaw Man

East gate of the arena.

It is close to the rich area in the southeast and is at the exit of the arena. The servants of wealthy businessmen and the spectators who have watched the beast fights will pass by here, which makes the flow of people here huge, thus promoting the commerce here. Many vendors People and stalls will gather here, and gradually an orderly commercial street will be formed here.

After hearing the news about the start of the Devil's Colosseum, the vendors set up stalls here early and opened their doors.

At this time in the past, the stadium would have been filled with roaring applause and cheers. Look at the gambler in front. He would set up a booth at every event, waiting there for a group of gamblers who were trying to make a comeback through gambling to place their bets. Look at this. Each time, more people survived, and more demons survived. Each time, they made a lot of money.

But this time, the two people who usually sat here were not sitting here. Instead, two men with straight faces sat on it and looked around.

Shaye is in the clothing business and has her own shop here. Her husband’s former friend had a way to transport clothes from outside. After her husband died, her friend did not cut off the supply of goods. For this reason, Shaye You can open a shop here only if you have a small family fortune.

Tommy, the uncle who was sweeping the floor next to him, saw Shaye giggling. He touched his smooth forehead and said, "Shaye, you have been laughing like this all morning."

"There is nothing we can do, my son is back!"

Tommy obviously knew about Shaye's situation, but he could also see that Shaye was really happy these days. As her employee and friend, he hadn't seen her so happy for a long time.

I still remember the last time she found her "son" and was defrauded of all her savings. Although she didn't know what kind of person this time was, the neighbors were watching her this time and things like the last time couldn't happen again.

"Tommy, do you want me to stew meat or roast chicken for my son tonight?"

"It's all right."

Tommy was a little irritable and answered perfunctorily, keeping his eyes on the two sneaky men in the women's clothing area in the distance.

He had been staring at them for a long time. These two tightly covered guys walked inside as soon as they entered the door and kept secretly looking in the direction of the door. This made Tommy seriously suspect that they had evil intentions.

And the two guys were whispering.

"Lord Leader, the four roads leaving the arena are all guarded by Otwit's people. The puppet army has also been dispatched. All the brothers who broke through are dead."

The masked man covered his face more tightly and whispered to the man next to him.

Shirem, who had changed out of the luxurious leather, put on regular clothes, covering her face. When the two of them were about to leave the arena, they were attacked and chased by overwhelming people. With the sound of explosions and gunshots coming from the arena, Shirem understood that his arrangement was activated, and this was the time when the guards around him were weakest. In his calculation, he should have left the arena at this time. If the plan succeeded, he would come back. If it failed, he would take the tribe with him. The remaining brothers are on the run, looking for opportunities to make a comeback.

Unexpectedly, Ottved had already arranged for people to squat on them. As soon as he showed signs of leaving, the mad dogs fired bullets at the ground, forcing the masked man to take Shirem into the East City and hide in a clothing store.

"Waiting for the opportunity. There are at least hundreds of vendors here, with over a thousand people. They will not kill everyone just to find us. By the time they have finished screening, the situation in the field will also come to an end."

The masked man said solemnly: "What if the plan fails?"

"will not."

Shirem said with certainty: "With her here, there will be no accidents. Even if we fail, we will be saved. There is no need to worry."

"My lord, who is she? Why do you trust her so much?"

Xirem remained silent, and the masked man stopped asking questions, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

The air is slightly dull.

Xu Sheng felt like he was blocked out by a door. It was cold outside, and the biting cold wind blew at his brain, making his thinking slow.

He shivered, raised his hand slightly and pushed open the door in front of him.

After pushing the door, he felt that his eyesight had become much lower and his body strength had also dropped a lot. The white-haired old man in front of him touched his head and said kindly: "As expected of the forty-fifth generation of our Sato family. The most outstanding male, you must be the demon sword wielder of this generation!"

He enjoyed the praise and adulation of his tribe. He held the blade and defeated his peers one after another. He could even easily defeat people four or five years older than him. The most respected grandfather in the family praised him as the best in the future. The demon sword wielder.

He returned home full of honors to show his mother, the vicious mother who always deprived him of food, always made him do chores, and refused to let him practice swordsmanship. No matter how hard she tried to stop him, she could not hide him. The light!

When he walked into the house arrogantly and wanted to show off, he saw the woman who always had a cold face sitting at the table, covering her face and sobbing.

Only then did he feel that although his mother always took away his chicken drumsticks, she would always bring other food later. She always asked him to do housework, but she would also read storybooks with him, although it was always inappropriate. He looked at her patiently, but those eyes never left him...

He walked up to her, patted his chest proudly and said, "Mom! The clan grandfather told me that I will be a demon sword user from now on! I am the most respectable demon sword user in the family! If my father knew about it, he would definitely do it for me. Proud! Mom..."

"Why is that you!"

The mother cried: "Why are you the demon sword user? Anyone can be good, why you!"

His mother's words were like a bolt from the blue, making him dizzy.

"what?"

His mother grabbed his shoulders, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and said loudly: "Why you!"

Xu Sheng slowly opened his eyes. The sharp pain in his chest made him miserable. He struggled to raise his head, just in time to look at Sato in front of him.

Sato's face was haggard and old, but he still said energetically: "Are you awake?"

"Ah."

Xu Sheng and Sato stood opposite each other at this time. Sato stabbed Xu Sheng's chest with a knife in both hands, and Xu Sheng's fist also penetrated Sato's abdomen. The two maintained this posture without moving for a long time.

Xu Sheng raised his spirits: "Why don't you kill me?"

Sato smiled bitterly and said: "I think so too, but as long as I kill you, your body will lose its strength. When you fall and pull out your fist, I will not be far from death."

"The same is true for you now. Only if I pull out my hand can I recover, but you can only bleed to death."

"That's okay, I can just talk to you a few more words." Sato said calmly: "Is there anything else you want to ask? I know everything."

Xu Sheng raised his head, blinked his eyes, and did not ask for any intelligence or information. He just said: "Why? Why you?"

Sato's heart moved: "What am I?"

"What your mother said, why you?"

Sato was stunned for a moment, and showed a crying and laughing expression: "Your ability is really interesting, can you even spy on my memory?"

"The application is immature. I didn't see everything. I was rather curious."

Sato took a long breath. Excessive blood loss made him a little dizzy: "Although I don't need to satisfy the enemy's curiosity, you still owe me a condition. When I finish speaking, can you agree to it?"

"can."

Sato's eyes became profound, and his thoughts seemed to go back to that long-ago summer.