5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

In order to make a full set for the show, I deliberately went home and looked for bags and clothes that could be used.

Gojo Satoru took the initiative to ask Ying to accompany him, and he said: "The matter of Sachiko Hasegawa is not over yet, for the sake of safety, it is better to stay with me?"

No matter what Wujo Wu'an's heart is, what he said is the truth.

The deaths of Hasegawa's mother and son are indeed strange, and I'm not someone who would joke about my own life.I won't refuse no matter what.

While digging out other old clothes with reasonable prices from the closet, I replied: "That's what I said, but I was designed by someone this time. Mr. Gojo is too conspicuous next to me."

"Praise me that much?"

"No... how do you think it's a compliment." I looked at his attire from head to toe.

Leather shoes that don't look cheap, a uniform, and an eye mask that increases the suspiciousness by [-]%.

No matter how you look at it, it looks suspicious.

In order to work, I still reminded: "Mr. Wujo, it's better to change clothes."

Then Gojo Satoru let me understand what it meant—it was outrageously wrong.

[-] He did change his clothes, and even put on sunglasses in a very stinky way.Needless to say, the clothes are all brand-name goods, and unlike people like me who can't afford new styles, he is not rich, he is really rich.In contrast, I have a wonderful feeling of being "anti-customer-oriented", so I can't help but suggest——

"I think we can give up the script of the young lady." I looked at Gojo Satoru's spirited expression, and thought my idea was very reasonable, and suggested: "Mr. Gojo, I think you are more like the protagonist, why don't you come Do you want to be the leading role?"

I thought to myself: If I put on a suit, I can still say that I am the assistant of this young master.

It also makes sense logically.

Gojo Satoru was completely unmoved, and even showed no obvious surprise or joy at my compliment.Instead, he said: "But I prefer Miss Qianjin's script."

"The two of us appearing together, this script is not suitable." I said, "There is no rationalized binding relationship between us, which will make people suspicious. If Mr. Gojo is the protagonist, I will be an assistant or secretary. , would be more reasonable."

Gojo Satoru disagrees: "People there prefer 'wrong' and 'incomplete' to 'common sense'."

In a low voice, I repeated the two key words in the Wutiao Wutiao.

"Especially in a place like Gambling Abuse where everyone is deeply mired and cannot extricate themselves. Maybe some people are looking for redemption, but there are definitely some people who enjoy seeing how others go deeper and deeper."

He was like an interested female high school student, and his tone was as if he was discussing the plot of his favorite TV series: "I was caught in a money trap and had nowhere to escape, and I lacked strong willpower to fight against it all. He is unwilling to face the reality, burdened with debts and unwilling to wake up, so he can only sink in money... ",

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"Wait, let's get to the point." I crossed my hand and signaled him to stop talking nonsense.

"Simply put, we need to create a more complex image, and our identity can be more easily trusted by others."

"It would be better to be more 'degenerate' and 'unredemptable', is that what you mean?" I murmured.

What I think about is, if we have to win people's trust at the same time, if someone behind the scenes is watching us-seeing us in harmony, would he be happy?He naturally wants us to have conflicts so that we can disintegrate from within.

But we can't act like the conflict is too intense from the beginning, that would be too fake.

"I have an idea, Mr. Gojo."

"Ok?"

"But first of all, you have to change your clothes. It should be a little cheaper for you, but the price is a bit difficult for ordinary people." I said, "The most important thing is-what do you have that is more expensive, A limited edition watch or other accessories?"

"Put it on and show it inadvertently."

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The Gambling Quit Conference was being held normally, except for one of the organizers, Kawaguchi, no one knew whether those people came or not.Everyone recognizes people by faces, but names are not so important.

He looked aside, two new members came today.

It was a man and a woman with a huge height difference, and it seemed that they might be a couple.

"Our conversation will start in about 10 minutes." He introduced the process here. "First of all, someone will go up and share their stories. I can guarantee that they are all true. Everyone from the abyss relies on their own People who climb up with strength are worthy of respect, not to mention that they selflessly share—”

"I know." The young woman interrupted him impatiently.

She has light blond hair, and her blue eyes are inlaid on a doll like glass beads—this is probably because she is small and delicate like a Western doll.

Kawaguchi was not angry at her rudeness, but went on to say: "After sharing, we will be divided into several large areas, just like groups, where team members share their stories with each other, and everyone gives advice to each other."

"Hiss—" The young woman frowned and asked, "Do I have to talk about myself?"

"Yes."

She grabbed the corner of the tall young man's clothes very unhappy, and said in a low voice, "Did you hear that? I don't want to tell a bunch of strangers who I met for the first time..."

Kawaguchi glanced at the other party, only to find that he also looked good.

He is a smart person, he will not explore the relationship between the two at this time, but with a kind smile on his face: "It doesn't matter, you don't have to be so nervous when you come here for the first time, just register your name here."

"Let me do it." The young man took the initiative to step forward, picked up a pen and wrote his name.

Shiina Lily.

Kawaguchi looked at the young man: "Where's your name?"

"I'm just here with her, I don't plan to join the club." It's normal here, but when Kawaguchi wanted to ask a few more questions, he suddenly said to the woman next to him in a slippery tone, "Right? Lily?"

Kawaguchi fell silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, he said, "Then I'll give you the license plate number."

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I took the No. 35 brand and stuck it on my body.

Gojo Satoru said next to him, "Wow - this sticks to the clothes, it's disgusting, and it's so sticky."

Ignoring him, I found the next seat with numbers on it and sat down.The stools here are all movable, presumably for the next small meeting, everyone can use the stools in a circle for chatting.

As soon as we sat down, someone next to us came to say hello.

The young man, thin as a tarsier, looked us over without feeling in the slightest disrespectful.

He said: "A new face? Ah, hey——Meihui——Is there a newcomer here?" After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on Gojo Satoru, and he said maliciously: "And he's a handsome guy."

The girl named Meihui was almost out of shape, wearing a floral skirt with a short plush dress on top.I noticed that the dress was a product that was sold in limited quantities by a certain niche brand, and the price would never be low.Including the watch on her bony wrist... I remember six figures too.

Her facial features always gave me a sense of familiarity, but she was so thin that she was a little out of shape, so I couldn't be sure.

Meihui swept us with a very uncomfortable look, although most of them fell on Gojo Satoru.

Considering our current character design, I still said: "Have you seen enough?"

Mei Hui said in a tiresome tone: "No~ He is very handsome, how can he see enough? Let me say, what is your relationship?"

"That's a good question."

I imitated the domineering look I saw on TV, raised my hand and looked at my nails, completely ignoring Meihui's gaze.

"He...doesn't go out to work, but eats my food, wears my clothes, lives in my house...what do you think we are related to?"

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Shancheng Meihui came to the Gambling Rehabilitation Association not to get rid of bad habits. She is not only addicted to gambling, but also takes some drugs.

However, not all male companions are willing to play these games with her, even if they give money.

So she wants to come here to find some boys who can play with her.

Mie Yamashiro looked at the couple in front of her.

Not everything can be packaged in money and material things - she knows this truth in her heart.So before her companion shouted, she had already noticed the young man.Although the clothes he was wearing were not particularly expensive, the expensive things were all in the small accessories.

Just like now-

After the petite woman finished speaking, the young man hugged her from behind, putting on a look of extreme intimacy—but he didn't touch her at all.

He said in a pretentious tone: "Well, I was raised by Lily." Then he lowered his head and stuck to the side of the woman named "Lily", and acted like a baby: "Without Lily, I can't live at all."

Mie Yamashiro didn't dislike such a man.

She even said that she likes this kind of man who wants to be attached to women - because she has money, but what she lacks is always new toys.

But the premise is that this person is really someone he can play with.

She didn't miss the watch that was exposed under the sleeve when the other party hugged Lily.

It is a limited edition, the kind that she may not even be able to get, and the price is conservatively estimated to be in the eight figures.

Then she looked at "Lily" again—

It is true that she looks good, but the clothes she wears are not good, and many of them are even old models. Bags are indeed luxury goods, but they are also the kind that are easy to obtain, probably a little better than entry-level , Ordinary people can win it by gnashing their teeth.

Therefore, it is impossible for her to buy the young man's watch.

Mie Yamashiro narrowed her eyes.

Based on the conversation between the two just now, maybe this girl named "Lily" was completely kept in the dark by the other party.

On the surface, it seems that "Lily" is raising this man, maybe "Lily" is the other party's prey.

It's not difficult for the young master who has money and leisure to fool a fake daughter, he probably just wants to have fun.

After understanding all this, Mie Yamashiro just met Gojo Satoru's eyes.

The latter also narrowed his eyes slightly, with warnings written in his eyes.

The witty Mei Hui pursed her lips and smiled - of course she would not disturb the other party's game.

And "Lily" turned around and glared at the man displeased when she saw their flirtatious glances.

The latter called her "Lily" with a smile, and told her not to be angry.

No matter who looks at it, it is a scene where young people are completely eaten to death by the other party.

But Meihui Shanshiro, who thought she had mastered the secret, wanted to know what would happen next.

At this time, the microphone on the stage was turned on, and the ringing sound was transmitted to every corner of the venue.

Kawaguchi came to the stage: "Good afternoon, everyone."

"Next, we will start this week's exchange meeting. Next, I will invite Mr. Hirohiro Yamashiro to come up and organize the next process."

The middle-aged man who went up was wearing a suit, and looked a bit like Mie Yamashiro.

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It wasn't this incident that surprised me... Mie Yamashiro's skinny face affected my judgment, and after seeing Hirohiro Yamashiro's face, I finally understood why I felt Mie Yamashiro's face was familiar up.

Hirohiro Yamashiro, Mie Yamashiro... and Shota Hasegawa who died in front of me are almost identical in appearance.

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I overturned the script characters that I originally thought of.

At first I just wanted to set up an ordinary Miss Qian and Qianjin. After being reminded by Gojo Satoru, I realized that this character's life is too thin, and if there are no differences and conflicts between me and Gojo Satoru, it means that I will not give it to others. Opportunity to sow discord.

Simply make a two-tier routine.

After going bankrupt, she still desperately wanted to save face, and raised a former daughter who thought she was her true love with a pretty face.

And he just wanted to have fun, not only concealing his identity but also defrauding the other party's money and feelings, playing the world's scumbag young master.

I think this kind of superficially happy, harmonious and beautiful relationship is actually buried with time bombs/bombs.

"In this way, they won't believe that we are completely single-minded companions. We can even be divided into two groups to collect information, and it is not easy to be suspected."

Gojo Satoru first asked me after listening to my setting, "...do you have a prototype for this setting?"

Without thinking, I said, "Yes."

My old classmate Shizuo Heiwajima and his younger brother acted in movies with similar plots.