Wearing a vest to make a revolution

After Zhongyuan Zhongye woke up, he saw mackerel holding his face, squatting in front of him, with a malicious smile on his face.

"Yeah, yay~ The slug is lying on the ground, and it looks even dirtier, tsk tsk tsk~" The tone of the beating was definitely Osamu Dazai.

"Che—" Zhongyuan Zhong also propped himself up and sat up, and asked, "Where's the silver hair?"

"Here, isn't it right behind you?" Osamu Dazai pouted, motioning Chuya Nakahara to look back.

Nakahara Nakaya followed Dazai Osamu's line of sight, and after seeing it clearly, he said unhappily, "Tsk."

Turned on Dirty and still didn't hit him?It was a joke by this bandage wasting device, too bad.

Seeing Nakahara Chuya's thoughts, Gojo Gojo covered his eyes and said pitifully, "Chuya is too much! He just cared about you for a while, but in the end you just hit me in the face, huh—— !"

Zhongyuan Zhongye is not well at all, this stinky silver-haired villain will sue first!

Osamu Dazai didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, so he also interjected: "That's right, Chuya, you need to be more open-minded. If you think too much, you won't grow taller?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also found that although the silver hair is also very annoying, there will be more time in the future, and the account can be settled slowly, but mackerel has been in the Republic for many years, and it is not convenient to meet each other, so why not take this opportunity to "entertain, entertain "he.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled, and simply said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gojo. But now I have to deal with some private matters, so I'll take my leave first."

Osamu Dazai was a little surprised. He thought the dwarf would be furious, but he turned out to be so calm?

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, saw Nakahara Chuya's plan at a glance. Having just experienced a battle, he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he said kindly: "Then I won't bother you, please~"

Before the voice fell, it had disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Osamu Dazai felt a little bad, quickly stood up, and said dryly: "What's inside...I still have work, let's go first——!"

Before he finished speaking, Chuya Nakahara punched Osamu Dazai in the stomach, and while Osamu Dazai bent down, he grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar and dragged him to the side.

Dazai Osamu stretched out his hand towards Oda Sakunosuke: "Oda Saku——! Help me!!!"

Oda Sakunosuke who was dealing with the aftermath: "?" It seemed that he heard Dazai calling him?

Odasaku looked around and saw no one, so he had to give up.

Although the big heads are almost cleaned up, it is more troublesome to deal with the aftermath.

Not to mention the anecdotes of the pair of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, the other end——

Gojo Satoru left the center of the battlefield, wandering around boredly.

A pair of people happened to be walking in front of them, Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up, and he waved excitedly: "Dylan~~~"

When the leader saw Wujo Wu, he came over and said hello to Wujo Wu: "Mr. Wujo, what's the matter?"

Gojo Satoru withdrew one hand and put it in his pocket, and nodded at the team members with his chin: "What are you here for?"

The leader: "There are not enough people in the logistics department. Mr. Oda asked us to come and help."

Gojo Satoru nodded: "Meet an acquaintance, say a few words, you go first."

The person in charge looked back and saw that this was not the case, so he called the person over: "I didn't expect you and Mr. Gotiao to be friends. If that's the case, let's chat first." After speaking, he took the person and left in a hurry.

Gojo Satoru put his hand on the young boy's shoulder affectionately, and said, "What's wrong? You're back to your senses!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Dylan's eyes.

After regaining his senses, Dylan looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him, feeling like he had entered a den of thieves?

After thinking about it, Dylan said tentatively: "Mr. Gojo, your relationship with Infernal Hell...?"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised: "Don't you know? The Infernal Hell is a subordinate organization of "First Day"? "

Dylan: …………

Where will he find out!

This is fraud, right?Absolutely!

Oops, I have the urge to kill Mr. Gojo.

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Dylan opened his mouth. Years of upbringing prevented him from uttering wild words.

Seeing Dylan's anger, Gojo Satoru embraced the young man's shoulders, and said seductively: "Actually, since you have already joined the Infernal Hell, you have already been labeled as the "First Day", not to mention the entire crime domain is now They have all been integrated by "Churi", if you leave "Churi", you must have nowhere to go, right? "

To put it bluntly, Dylan, who is currently penniless and frail: ...

Dylan said feebly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Gojo Satoru looked aside and said, "I just don't want to waste your talent. I won't ask your identity. You are an Omega, and you came here alone to resist?" Otherwise, An An An An Isn't staying in the Omega Protection Association more comfortable than wandering outside with nothing?

Being told his thoughts, Dylan didn't speak, just lowered his head silently.

Gojo Satoru didn't urge him, and put his hands in his pockets, as if he was also remembering something.

It seemed like a long time before Dylan raised his head and said seriously, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wutiao."

Yes, he wants to resist, why does he have to marry and have children as an Omega?Why can't Omega have freedom?Don't you have the right to choose your own life?

He has no will to resist, but he is spoiled and useless. If this continues, why should he resist?

dreaming?

So, he has no choice but to hope that he made the right choice.

What's more, he had nothing to lose, didn't he?

After understanding Dylan's unfinished words, Gojo Satoru turned his head, smiled, and patted Dylan on the shoulder: "Yes, I will teach you."

The two came to an agreement.

Three days later, the sin area returned to its former bustle. Compared with before, there was not much change, but it became more orderly, and patrols could be seen patrolling on the road from time to time.

In the Infernal Hell, Dylan stared at the dead fish eyes, staring at the unscrupulous teacher who was having a good time, and said yes to teach me?

The result is eating and drinking?

When Dylan thought of the number on the scale during the physical examination yesterday, he wanted to beat up the unscrupulous silver hair in front of him!

"Tasting desserts is also a kind of practice!" Gojo Wu swallowed the cake in his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "What's more, what you are lacking now is combat power, and you can learn slowly from experience."

"...What does fighting power have to do with eating?" Dylan asked quietly.

Gojo Satoru shook his head, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "There must be some, you see, just like me, the use of abilities requires brain calculations, so sugar is essential."

Dylan was skeptical. Although he was saying this, he had lost the filter of the savior after being poisoned by Gojo Satoru for a few days, and knew that the silver hair in front of him was a liar who didn't write drafts.

Facing the students' doubts, Gojo Satoru was unmoved and said to himself: "What's more, my ability is not suitable for you to learn, alas... what you have learned in your life cannot be passed down..." He has already tried it, and Dylan sees it. Without the magic spirit, there is no potential to become a magician.

"Yo~☆" Just as he was talking, a red-haired young man dressed as a clown walked into Hell and walked straight towards their table.

Dylan looked over and was a little surprised. After he officially joined "Churi", he had met almost all the cadres of "Churi" who were with Gojo Satoru. Although Master Hisoka had no official position, his status was Same as every cadre.

"Here, here!" Gojo Gojo waved his hand bluffing, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

Dylan covered his eyes, is it too late to pretend not to know each other now?

When Hisoka stood still at the table, Dylan quickly stood up and said hello to him: "Master Hisoka, what's the matter?"

Gojo Satoru stood up, hugged Hisoka's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Didn't I say that my power is not suitable for you to learn, Akiko and Chuya's abilities are born, just Hisoka is different, his ability It can be cultivated the day after tomorrow, that's right... it will be a little dangerous."

"?" Dylan was a little puzzled.

As a teacher, it is my duty to explain to the students, Gojo Satoru: "Simply speaking, it is to stimulate the potential of your body. The process will be very painful. If you make it through, of course you will be reborn. If you can't make it through... then don't worry. Anyway, we have Akiko~ So, do you want to give it a try?"

Dylan was silent for a moment, then nodded firmly. Since he has chosen this path, he will not allow himself to give up.