Wearing a vest to make a revolution

As the saying goes, there are three women in one play, and Gojo Satoru can support a whole [-]-episode movie by himself.

The young man was lying on the bed with his mouth open, his eyes dull looking at the intangible performance of the strange silver-haired young man in front of him.

"...Thank you, what's your name?"

"Ah? Forgot to introduce yourself? Wujo Wu, just call me Wujo teacher~" Wujo Wu put his hands in his pockets and said tugging.

"...Mr. Wutiao, thank you for your kindness. I will definitely repay you when I have the opportunity in the future." The young man lifted the quilt, propped himself on the bed and tried to stand up. He was surprised to find that his injuries had healed completely. To the smiling Gojo Satoru.

"Yes, boy. So how are you going to repay me?" Gojo Satoru twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled wantonly.

"...I have nothing on me..." The young man lowered his head, his voice still a little hoarse: "I will definitely try my best to repay you in the future!"

"Tsk tsk tsk~ I didn't say that you were about to die when I picked you up from Sirius. Now Sirius is much more peaceful under the control of Hell than it was a few years ago. In such an environment, you can still mess yourself up." In this way..." Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and said sincerely, "Young man, it's not that I don't want to let you go, I'm worried that if I let you go, you'll be cold tomorrow."

"..." The boy was speechless, but he couldn't think of a reason to object for a while, because what he said was indeed the truth.

"If you really can't find a place to go, why don't you come to work with me? The benefits are great! Not only is the salary high, but also food and housing are included, and medical care is also guaranteed?" Wutiaowu squeezed his throat, and his voice full of temptation.

The boy hesitated for a while, then shook his head: "Thank you, no need." After finishing speaking, he stood up, bowed deeply to Gojo Gojo, and buried his head low: "Thank you very much for your help, my name is Dylan, I will definitely repay you in the future."

Wujo Wu looked at Dylan firmly, alas, the persuasion failed, and said, "Since you said so, then I won't force you, okay, let's go, I will send you away." After finishing speaking, Wujo Wu took out the A blindfold, handed to the boy.

Dylan took it graciously and put it on.

When the blindfold was taken off again, he had already returned to the alley at the beginning. Gojo Satoru stood at the entrance of the alley, with one hand in his pocket, and waved goodbye: "Goodbye, boy. Another little suggestion for you, if you don't want to be someone If there are some special practitioners, I suggest that you try going to the Infernal Hell."

Dylan nodded and watched Wujo Satoru leave.

Dylan thought about it on the spot, and found that apart from Mr. Wutiao's suggestion, he had no other way out. The left and right couldn't be worse, why don't we try?

Of course, Dylan didn't come to the door directly. He found a small restaurant and inquired about it. The reviews were all good, and even if there were occasional violent incidents, it was just to fight back.

Dylan immediately decided to go to Hell for a try.

In the alley, Yosano Akiko looked at Gojo Satoru, the dog, and was a little speechless: "Is this what you said not to force?" Didn't the child fall into his hands in the end?

Gojo Satoru turned his head, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I didn't force it. Dylan decided to go to the Infernal Hell for an interview based on his own judgment. By the way, Akiko, hurry up and notify the person in charge of the Infernal Hell, so as not to reveal your secrets." son."

Yosano Akiko shook his head, raised his hand and threw a communicator to Gojo Satoru: "Here, the communicator, I was supposed to give it to you yesterday, but I didn't expect you to slip away so fast when you came here. Go to the communication channel and talk about it yourself. "

Gojo Satoru caught the communicator, put it on his ear, and pressed it, feeling a little strange: "Not bad, thank you~"

Along the way, Wujo Wutiao followed Dylan in hiding.

Dylan: Is it an illusion of looking left and right. jpg?

Shaking his head, Dylan looked at the gate of the endless hell in front of him, feeling a little timid for a while.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a smiling middle-aged man walked out: "Huh? Kid, do you need any help?"

Dylan's face was red, and he was a little shy: "Yes... that's the case, are you still recruiting here?"

The middle-aged man suddenly realized and nodded: "Yes, we are still short of a cashier here." The middle-aged man looked at it and said: "The requirement is that you must be literate and under the age of one hundred. Do you want to apply for the job?" ?"

Dylan nodded: "Yes, my name is Dylan. I can read and I'm good at math!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "That's fine, then you can try it first. The trial period is three months. If you do well, you can become a regular."

Dylan bowed gratefully to the middle-aged man, and said in a pleasant voice, "Thank you very much, I will definitely work hard."

"Well, then come in with me." The middle-aged man turned his head and entered the door, and greeted a female Beta: "Mola, this is the new cashier, Dylan. You should show him the environment first, starting tomorrow." Work."

The female Beta came back after hearing the sound, looked at Dylan, nodded and said, "Okay, manager."

The middle-aged man let out an "um" and left with his hands behind his back.

The female Beta showed a gentle smile at Dylan, and said, "Dylan, right? My name is Mora, you can call me Sister Mora, let's go, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment."

Dylan nodded and followed in Mora's footsteps.

In the office, Gojo Satoru was sitting on the sofa chair, and the middle-aged person in charge stood in front of him: "Mr. Gojo, according to your arrangement, Mora is taking Dylan with him, and he can start working tomorrow."

Gojo Satoru nodded and said, "Give him more chances, let him be promoted faster, I don't want to wait too long."

The middle-aged person in charge wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Understood! I will definitely let him get in touch with you as soon as possible!"

"Well~ don't be so nervous~" Gojo Satoru turned around: "Am I so scary?"

The person in charge broke out in cold sweat: "No! It's... the weather is too hot, and it has nothing to do with you!"

"Cut~" Wujo Wu curled his lips and asked, "Have you collected everything?"

When it came to business, the person in charge relaxed a little: "Yes, it has been completed. The day after tomorrow is the carnival night held every five years in the crime domain. On that day, the leaders and persons in charge of various forces will come to the crime domain to participate in the second day of the carnival night. Council of Ten."

"That's good, wait until that day, let our people stay away, and wait for my notice before acting." Gojo Satoru said casually: "Then I'll leave, you do your work first, please~"

After speaking, there was no sound in the room.

As soon as the person in charge looked up, the silver-haired young man on the chair had disappeared.

Xihe star

Because of the operation three days later, all departments were a little busy, and people were coming and going in the base. Gojo Satoru walked along the flow of people, and when he lowered his head, he saw a black hat.

"Yeah~ It's Chuya, I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now~" He didn't distract himself at all, although he was apologizing, he was insincere, and he firmly stepped on Zhongyuan Zhongye's thunder point.

"I bought milk~ Do you need Chuya?" Jumping left and right on Nakahara Chuya's thunder point, it is indeed you, Gojo Satoru.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but there was a faint red light lingering around his body.

Before the bomb exploded, Hisoka, who was dressed as a clown, walked over handsomely at the other end, shuffling playing cards in his hand: "What are you two doing? How about playing cards together?"

Gojo Satoru became interested, waved his hand, and the playing cards came into his hands. Ignoring Hisoka's suddenly narrowing pupils, he said with great interest, "This is a playing card? I haven't played it much, it's okay. What about Chuya? Do you want it?" A showdown in a poker game?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head, the red light all over his body dissipated, full of fighting spirit: "I will definitely trample you both to death!"

At this moment, her petite body seemed to be [-] meters tall!

Ji Rongxu: I don't recommend that Mr. Zhongye do this kind of behavior of giving away human heads?

Hisoka was fine, but playing cards with a Six Eyes, Ji Rongxu felt that he could start to mourn for Zhongye in advance.

Amen!