The king of emoji has a communication disorder

"Thank you for your hard work, just put the goods in the back."

Amuro was afraid that Asano Ao would not be able to see the way clearly while carrying the big box, so he specially pointed the way to Asano Ao.

When entering the door, Gojo Satoru was able to see the profile of the porter from an angle just right.

Gojo Satoru seemed to see a side face very similar to Asano Ao, and quickly stood up and chased after him.

"What's the matter? What do the guests need?"

The porter in work clothes looked up suspiciously.

Unfamiliar young faces.

Not the person he wanted to see, Gojo Satoru immediately withdrew his hand:

"It's okay, you continue to work."

After leaving the back kitchen, Gojo Satoru bumped into the bewildered Toru Amuro head-on:

"Is there anything the guest can tell us?"

"Give me three more Parfaits."

Gojo Satoru sat back to his original position, needing some sweet Buffy to fill him up.

Amuro saw everything in his eyes.

Immediately deduced, who is this man looking for?

Who exactly are you looking for...?Toru Amuro was a little guessing.

Just as Asano Cang unloaded the goods, he was waved by the boss and called to the office.

The owner is full of apologies:

"Unexpectedly, Jing Shui, the porter of our store, had a stomachache and went to the hospital, and hung up a bottle of salt water. I'm sorry, Asano, you came here."

The shop owner took out the salary and handed it to Asano Cang. To express his apology, half a day's salary was counted as one day.

Asano Ao took the money, emoed, and lost his job within half a day of work.

The emoji sits on the ground and cries:

【Wow, why am I so unlucky! 】

Dejectedly, he pushed open the owner's door.

It hit Amuro Toru's chest directly.

Asano Ao's bones were hard, and when the nasal bone touched Toru Amuro's chest, he hit Toru Amuro instead.

Toru Amuro pressed his chest, resisting the pain, and pointed to Gojo Satoru who was sitting outside:

"Asano, do you know the silver-haired man sitting by the window?"

It just so happened that a new group of customers came in to the cafe, they were cosplayers, and one of the cosplayers had a round concave-convex mirror on his head.

It happened to stand between Asano Ao and Gojo Satoru, three points and one line.

When Asano Soo looked over, Gojo Satoru's face was distorted under the refraction of the concave-convex mirror, his eyes shifted and his mouth was crooked.

Even if you recognize it yourself, you can't recognize it.

Asano Cang shook his head: I don't know.

He had never seen this man.

At the same time, under the reminder of his companion, the cosplayer noticed that he forgot to take off the mirror on his head, took it off in a hurry, and apologized to the people nearby.

When Toru Amuro watched, the cosplayer just took off his hat.

What he saw was Gojo Satoru's normal face.

Amuro showed a puzzled expression, and said strangely:

"That's weird."

In Toru Amuro's rental house, the weak three guards lay on each other's pillows, looking at the sky emptyly.

Catwoman's cat pupils stood up, the more she thought about it, the more something went wrong.

I thought to myself: That Amuro must have another purpose for taking us in.

Pufu's face is radiant, and his mental activities can be read through the smell of his expression:

"Even so, we have no better place to recuperate now. That scary silver-haired man will come to us at any time. Living with humans can serve as a cover."

Catwoman was speechless: "Why are you so happy?"

Puff held his heart in his hands:

"Because of the king's love, my whole body is full of motivation. Even if I die now, I will be satisfied and have no complaints or regrets."

Asano was sleeping on the bed, and the three guards were on the floor.

Toru Amuro is investigating some cases, so staying up late into the morning is normal.

Across the room, both Asano Ao and the three guards heard the sound of writing in Amuro Toru's room.

Asano Ao didn't like to pry into other people's privacy, so he didn't ask.

The three guards are not necessarily, after Asano Cang fell asleep, the three guards communicated in the language of ants.

Catwoman sent out a soul torture: "What are human beings doing? Tapping, drawing, drawing and writing."

Yupi: "I don't know. See through clairvoyance?"

Pufu vetoed it with one vote: "Our injuries have not healed, and it is too wasteful to use gazing to see through the walls. Wang worked hard to hunt for us. In addition to ensuring the most basic functions of the body, he should not waste his energy and devote himself to repairing the injuries."

Yuppie: "We can sneak into his room and have a look."

Catwoman: "He has placed more than a dozen surveillance cameras, large and small, in the room. If he breaks in by force, he will be found."

Great Smart Yuppie:

"Remove the monitoring and it will be fine."

"It's even more strange to monitor the black screen."

Pufu, whose IQ occupies a high ground:

"This man has a secret. My intuition tells me that it's still a big secret. Be careful with this man."

In order to prevent Toru Amuro, the three guards can not take a bath at first, and showing their backs in front of humans is a taboo in battle.

The house that Toru Amuro can rent is quiet and remote, with two bedrooms, one living room and a kitchen.

But there is only one bathroom.

Embarrassing things happened.

Every time Asano Cang took a bath, the three guards would pile up together and squat at the door of the bathroom, peeking through the crack of the door like a puppy, vigilant about the surroundings.

Toru Amuro just needs to come out of his room, whether it's going to the kitchen or taking out the trash.

The three guards would chirp, and the three guards would block Amuro's sight:

"Close your eyes, close your eyes, don't look, don't look."

Toru Amuro's eyes were so noisy.

Toru Amuro was a little puzzled: How could the three little ones be so wary of me.

Amuro found a job suitable for Asano Ao from various job advertisements.

The staff of the automatic car wash that operates 24 hours a day, the wages of the evening shift are 10%-20% higher than those of the day shift.

At that time, Asano Cang only needs to sit in front of the monitoring room on the second floor, watch the fully automatic machine wash the vehicle, and press the button to switch to manual car washing immediately when there is a fault.

Asano Ao is very satisfied with such a job that does not need to meet people.

The fully automatic car wash shop has been in business for so many years, and the frequency of failures is as small as less than 1%. It is impossible for Asano Cang to encounter such unlucky things on his first day at work.

When an old-fashioned Porsche 356A drove into the automatic car wash, Asano Ao welcomed the first customer on the first day of work.

The unlucky thing happened, the car was washed in the late stage, and the cleaning machine reported an error, Asano Ao immediately pressed the stop button.

Fortunately, the detergent has already hit the car, and the next task only needs to be rinsed off the foam with a water hose and you're done.

Asano Ao came down from the second floor, picked up the nozzle hose, and flushed the water manually.

Passengers in the car need to get out of the car when the car is washed manually.

Two men in black got out of the car, one of them had a fierce face, and the other with long silver hair had cold eyes.

Seeing the expression on Asano Cang's car, it seems to be saying: too slow.

Under the scrutiny of the silver-haired man, Asano Ao didn't hold down the water pipe, and with a flick, the water was all on the silver-haired man.

Fully verified what is called misfortunes never come singly.