The strongest me is running amok in Yokohama

Finally, after the two of them stared at each other for a while, Gogol was still kicked away by Gojo Satoru, and another quilt was thrown to him, so that the guy lay down on the ground to sleep obediently.

"If you bother me later, you will go on the day trip to Mirufiore by yourself."

Before Gojo Satoru fell asleep, he warned the eager Gogol so severely.

In this way, Gojo Satoru finally had a good night's sleep - this was the first time since he came to Italy that he managed to fall asleep without being prevented by any factors.

After waking up, Gojo Satoru glanced at the wall clock on the wall and found that it was already seven o'clock the next morning.

The teenager who slept from noon yesterday to the next morning touched his forehead to confirm that his fever had gradually improved, and there were almost no other sequelae other than the decrease in the ability to use it. Then he held his stomach. I suddenly found that I was too hungry.

After all, he had slept almost a day.Realizing this, Gojo Satoru sighed, obediently got up and got out of bed, got dressed, and then took a good wash after passing by a futon piled up randomly on the ground.

He clutched his growling stomach, and ate a piece of bread as if no one else was watching under the gaze of everyone in the restaurant.

After the very tormenting feeling of hunger subsided, Gojo Satoru turned around and looked at the five people at the table.

"Okay, you're all here." Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders, "I guess the task will start soon, just wait for me to finish my breakfast, right?"

Ayatsuji Xingren stuffed the last two cauliflowers on his plate into his mouth, and after slowly chewing and swallowing them, he answered first: "No, I don't know your plan. My task is to confirm Miru's plan. Fiore will not pose any threat to Japan and the Supernatural Secret Service."

Sawada Tsunayoshi also smiled at Gojo: "Hayato and I have other things to do, we have to go back immediately after breakfast. Dazai-kun and Nakahara-kun have already gone to other bases, so I will leave the rest to Mukuro and you guys. There are two."

Indeed, Nakahara Chuya's ability is more suitable for large-scale combat than sneaking in, and Dazai Osamu is not to mention, it may be more in line with his habit to stay behind the scenes.

So after Gojo Satoru finished his breakfast, only Gogol, Liudaokuku with a bad face, and himself were left on the table.

Looking at the two white-haired bastards in front of him, Liudao Mu let out a grotesque hum in displeasure: "Going on a mission with the two of you will definitely become one of my worst memories."

"That's not necessarily true," Wujo Satoru said with a smile, "After all, it might be the most annoying experience for me, diving into Mirufiore with you or something."

Gogol glanced at the two people, and didn't intend to join this topic.After he put the fork in his hand next to the plate, he rarely asked Liudaomu a question about the task: "What are you going to do?"

Liudao Mu replied: "This time is not a long-term lurking mission, as long as we can confirm whether there are heroic spirits around Bailan. We also have other spies in Mirufiore, so there is no need to take too much risk for this."

"There must be a capable illusionist by Bai Lan's side."

The man concluded with this sentence.

"Ah, what a standard flag speech..." Gojo Satoru immediately ruthlessly complained about these words, "Now, there are eight out of ten that this mission will not be too smooth."

Gogol also let out a strange laugh.

Not to be outdone, Liu Daoku also smiled and said, "Kufufu, do you two think you are talking about cross talk? Who are you going to fool by singing together?"

Gogol blinked: "No, no. It's just that I think Wu's words are too to the point."

"No matter what you two think, the general process has been decided," Liudao Mu stood up, "We should set off."

Gojo Satoru and Gogol were informed of the specific plan on the way, but to be honest, there were not many details, but it was roughly divided into three processes: sneaking in, performing missions, and retreating.

"Because Mukuro, you, Mr. Gogol and Gojo-kun, neither of them are the type to follow the plan honestly," Liudaoku recalled the helpless look in Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes when he said this. , "So I don't force the three of you to cooperate, even if you just work on your own, the success rate of successfully completing the task in the end is not low."

With the help of illusion and Gogol's supernatural power, they quickly reached the periphery of Mirufiore's headquarters.

According to the plan, at this time Liudao Mu should find a patrol team and pass the customs to replace the identities of three of them to achieve the purpose of infiltration.

To the man's surprise, neither Gogol nor Gojo Satoru had any unexpected incidents during this period of time, and they just stood by his side obediently—although, neither of them was right. What's the point of this part of the action—following Liu Dao Mukuro into uniforms, after eliminating traces, he entered the base of this emerging mafia.

"Is it still necessary to change clothes?" Gojo Goto walked swaggeringly in the middle of the three-person team, and asked Liudaomu confidently, "I thought that all these small problems could be solved directly by relying on your magical illusion."

Liudaokui showed extreme disdain for this layman's ultimate layman's problem: "If you don't want to be discovered by other illusionists, you should play the main body and use illusions as few places as possible."

"Is that so?" Gogol, a layman of the same level, nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, "Does that mean that it is actually feasible for me to disguise myself?"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and also discovered this blind spot: "That's right, in this case, it's better for Nikolai to change our costumes for us. If we use this method, we don't need any illusion, right?"

"Ordinary cross-dressing will have different details," Liudaoku explained through gritted teeth, "Also, the two of you talk too much nonsense. Next, stop talking meaningless things after entering the headquarters. The hidden surveillance inside is better than yours. More than you can imagine.”

Both Gogol and Gojo Satoru nodded perfunctorily, indicating that they had listened to this sentence anyway.

So, the three of them held guns in their pockets, and changed shifts with the next team guarding the door with serious expressions.

Fortunately, another group of people did not doubt their identities, and set off outside after confirming that it was indeed the shift time.

Gojo Satoru and the others watched their backs completely disappear before stepping out to the inside of the base.Along the way, apart from Liu Dao Mu saying "go to the third floor" to them, there was no communication between them.

For a moment, on Mirufiore's clean and reflective floor, only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

As the "team leader", Liudao Mui walked ahead of the two of them all the way, and he was also the one who pressed the elevator upstairs.

At least I didn't ask me to be the cannon fodder at the beginning.Gojo Satoru thought with a downcast face that the first serious infiltration mission was actually in a different world. Isn't this experience place too strange?

The elevator door opened, and there was a slight swishing sound as it rubbed against the device.Gojo Satoru raised his head like the other two, and looked at a sign hanging above the hall in front of him.

"canteen".

Well, it is indeed lunch time.

Mirufiore's public canteen is not noisy, and of course it is not quiet. It is in a subtle state that can definitely attract everyone's attention as long as someone yells.

Gojo Gojo looked at the window—the dishes were actually pretty good, at least much better than Vongola, who had to cook his own food.He took out an ID card from the coat pocket of the kind-hearted man who had been knocked down by Liudao Mukuo, and obediently followed the man to pick up the meal.

Gojo Satoru whispered to Peng Lie Wushou in front of him: "What food should I take?"

Liudao Mu glanced at the two of them: "Wu Tiao, get more spicy ones, the one played by Gogol is sweet."

Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, and asked Liu Daomui again: "Is it too late for me to exchange identities with Nikolai?"

"..." Liu Daoku was speechless for a while, "What do you think?"

Gojo Gojo stepped back angrily, "Okay."

He still felt unspeakable pain in his heart—letting him give up the dessert was like letting Gogol give up his freedom.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and gave Gogol a sneaky jealous look, and happened to see this guy curling his mouth into a snicker.

He managed to endure it, and instead of beating up Gogol impulsively on the spot, he picked some food that was not so spicy in comparison, and a few lonely desserts, and sat down with these two guys in a sad mood. a table.

"Liu Dao-kun, I think the shorter the time this time, the better," Wu Tiao suppressed his voice, but couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart, "If I don't eat dessert for too long, I will accidentally treat a certain villain because of the lack of sweets. The BOSS did it."

Six Paths: "..."

What the hell are you talking about?

Although he knew that Gojo Satoru's sentence was mostly just a joke, it couldn't stop the complicated emotions in his heart.

Sitting next to Wutiao, Gogol was completely unaffected by the murderous eyes of the people next to him, so he was very happy eating dessert.

He ate half of it, and handed a piece of cake to Wu Tiao: "Do you want to eat some too?"

"No, thank you," Gojo Satoru almost squeezed his voice out between his teeth, "I don't like sweets."

When a small-scale World War III was about to break out between these three people, the cafeteria suddenly fell silent.

Several people looked at each other strangely, and finally Liudaoku turned to look at the door, and whispered to the two companions, "It's Lord Bailan."

Prynne?What is he doing in the cafeteria?Want to eat today's special marshmallow?

Gojo Satoru complained in his heart, while thinking about whether a few people on his side had been discovered, he also turned his head and looked at the conspicuous young man with albinism at the door.

At the same moment when Gojo looked over, Bailan Jesso seemed to have noticed his gaze, turned his head slightly, and smiled at Gojo Satoru with a serious face.

Afterwards, he opened his mouth and explained to the whole cafeteria, "I'm just here to try today's special marshmallow, so don't pay too much attention to me."

Gojo Satoru looked indifferent: This man is really (expletive) here to eat cotton candy.