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Before Beelzebub could think of something to say, Kitahara Mizuno was the first to look at him with enthusiasm and admiration, and spoke quickly: "Master Beelzebub, you must have learned the workflow of the recording department, I believe you are smart With his mind and excellent ability, he will definitely be able to assist Lord Satan better after returning home, and perhaps initiate a reform that will be famous for future generations!"

Beelzebub was praised, but he was in a strange mood. Why did he suddenly feel that it was against the fox who was looking at him with admiration?

A word came to mind in a trance, but the word flashed by, and he didn't have a chance to grasp it, or it was Kitahara Mizuno's next series of procedures that made him unable to grasp it.

Kitahara Mizuno held Beelzebub's hand with both hands, and the little fan continued to praise: "The demons in Western Hell are excellent."

"...It's not as exaggerated as you said." Beelzebub tried to pull his hand out of Kitahara Mizuno's hand, but failed.

Kitahara Mizuno grabbed his hand and directly pulled him away: "Ye Jitou, Lord Beelzebub has other schedules ahead, so we will leave first."

The head of Yeji showed his reluctance, his eyes gave Beelzebub goosebumps, he turned his back on customers, and walked forward on his own initiative without Kitahara Mizuno.

"Ahem, I learned a lot here this afternoon, thank you very much."

Kitahara Mizuno let go of Beelzebub's hand, and walked happily beside him.

This passage is a straight road, and Beelzebub stopped when he reached the corner, "At this point in time, I should go to eat, Mr. Ghost Lantern should also go to eat, right?"

He was frightened by the overtime work just now. Are the jailers here so introverted? !

He was afraid, afraid that Kitahara Mizuno would say with that harmless face that he should continue to work now, speaking in the most innocent and innocent childish tone, speaking the words of a terrifying adult.

However, Kitahara Mizuno said something that made Beelzebub even more upset: "Master Ghost Lantern, he should still be working now. He asked me to take you there for some work exchanges."

As he said that, Kitahara Mizuno paused, and the crisp voice seemed to hit Beelzebub's heart: "If you are hungry now and want to go to the cafeteria, it's okay, it's no problem at all, you can go to Lord Ghost Lamp after dinner , Mr. Ghost Lantern should not be off work at that time."

Beelzebub held back his words: "...Let's go to Mr. Ghost Lamp first."

He shouted in his heart, what kind of horrible life did the ghosts here lead, and this simple-looking, innocent and childish jailer, why could he say such words so naturally? !

If he went to the cafeteria now, he would be an idiot!He represents the Western Hell, and when he goes there, people will immediately have a comparison.

Isn't this guy really black? !

Beelzebub had a constipated expression. He walked behind Kitahara Mizuno. This guy was leading the way. Seen from his back, his steps were brisk, and his nine tails seemed to express the owner's happy mood.

What a pity, Beelzebub suddenly found that when he got along with this guy, it seemed that the initiative had always been in the hands of the other party for no reason, and he was being led away all the time.

Beelzebub was so puzzled that he doubted life.

Kitahara Mizuno was humming a cheerful ditty, humming, suddenly his eyelids twitched, he seemed to be humming a suicide ditty created by Osamu Dazai himself.

He quickly brought people to the ghost lamp's office. This office is next to Yan Mo Hall. It is said to be a room, but it is also like a hall.

When Kitahara Mizuno and Beelzebub entered, Ghost Lantern was lowering his head to review the documents, and the snapdragon on the pen cap in his hand was particularly conspicuous.

"Master Ghost Lantern, we're coming in." Kitahara Mizuno walked in.

Ghost Lamp raised his head: "Thanks for your hard work."

Then, Ghost Lamp turned his head and said to Beelzebub who came in behind: "Mr. Beelzebub, today I experienced the process of our recording department. How do you feel? Is it suitable for promotion in Western Hell?"

How could it be suitable? At that time, there will be no demons applying for the job. Beelzebub roared in his heart, and said calmly, "I'm still thinking about it. I will write a report to Lord Satan when I go back."

"That's it," Ghost Lantern thought for a moment, "I'm done with the work at hand, please sit down, I have a lot of questions I want to talk to you about, about our trial system, what do you think..."

Kitahara Mizuno stayed by the side, listening to Ghost Lamp and Beelzebub discussing policies boredly. When he said this, Lord Ghost Lamp didn't play Beelzebub anymore.

The time went from more than five o'clock to more than seven o'clock before the two ended their policy exchanges.

Beelzebub had to admit that this man was very serious and capable in terms of policy.

"Master Ghost Lantern, are you hungry?" A tail suddenly wrapped around Ghost Lantern's arm, and Ghost Lantern and Beelzebub looked over at the same time.

Ghost Lantern took the white tail off his arm calmly, and said to Beelzebub who was a little doubtful: "Then, let's go to the cafeteria now, the dishes in the cafeteria are also our pride, and we can only eat them if we eat them well." Have the energy to work."

"...Ah, um." Beelzebub returned to his senses and subconsciously nodded.

Kitahara Mizuno was just trying out jokes on the Internet, and after seeing his tail being pulled away by Ghost Lamp without hesitation, he had some doubts about his own charm.

Following the two to the cafeteria, Kitahara Mizuno stared at the back of the ghost lamp in front of him, and decided to continue to carry out his tentative plan, to carry forward the demon fox's proud bewitching nature.

Passing a fork in the passage, there were several direction signs on a pole above. Beelzebub saw the cafeteria, and under the direction sign of the cafeteria, he saw the sports field.

The shadow of being hit by a ghost lamp on the sports field last time came to his mind instantly, making Beelzebub's face turn blue.

"What's wrong?" Ghost Lantern asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Beelzebub moved his lips, wanting to curse, caught a glimpse of Kitahara Mizuno behind the ghost lamp, rolled his eyes, and suddenly had a plan, and immediately trembled with prestige, his face glowed with confidence: "It's nothing, I just saw the stadium and wanted to exercise, I think he is very lively, do you want to have a game of tennis?"

Following Beelzebub's line of sight, Ghost Lamp turned his head and saw Kitahara Mizuno, who was pretending to be innocent, paused for three seconds, then turned around: "If you want to fight, of course there is no problem."

"That's alright, exercise before meals, it will taste better." Beelzebub smiled brightly and confidently.

The ghost lamp turned around and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Kitahara Mizuno showed a shy smile: "Of course it's no problem."

The three of them walked towards the sports field.

At this time, many employees were exercising in the sports field. Kitahara Mizuno saw Akuko and said hello.

"Good evening, Mr. Ghost Lantern, Mr. Beiyuan, are you going to exercise too?" Jiezi walked over, raised his head and asked, his voice soft and weak.

Ghost Lantern said: "This Mr. Beelzebub wants to do a pre-meal exercise, Miss Mustard, are you interested?"

Mustard stared at Beelzebub with ruby-like eyes, Beelzebub immediately waved his hands and smiled confidently: "It's not suitable for me to fight this lady."

Jiezi said: "Actually, I want to do some exercises that can be practiced."

Ghost Lantern thought for a while and said, "Let's come together."

Kitahara Mizuno: "..." Ms. Mustard's practice is probably not a tennis ball that can kill people.

He looked at Beelzebub who was confused by the harmless appearance with sympathy, thinking that he really couldn't see people.