Oda Kazuyuki opened his eyes, and what he saw was a mottled ceiling. The sunlight came in from the window, carving deep and shallow traces on the ceiling.

The two shadows stretched long in front of the bed, and Oda Kazuyuki tilted his head to look, while Bugarati and Giorno were sitting upright, looking at him with serious faces.

Seeing their faces, Oda Kazuko's brain suddenly boiled like a frying pan, his ears were buzzing, and the things he did last night emerged before his eyes.

Even if Oda Kazuyuki covered his face with his hands, it couldn't stop those pictures from flooding up as memories.

"Are you awake? Do you want some water?" Giorno asked.

"No need." Oda Kazuyuki waved his hand, trying to calm down.

Isn't it just secretly pulling gin's hair, installing monitors on Giorno, inviting Diablo to take a day trip to Vongola, and playing childish temper with Toru Amuro?Compared to what I've done before, it doesn't seem like a big deal...?

With a dull pain in his forehead, Oda Kazuyuki raised his hand and rubbed his temple, and asked softly, "Where is this?"

"Bucgarati's house." Giorno was still speaking.

Oda Kazuyuki sat up and looked at the room. Apart from the bed, there was only a desk and wardrobe, and the furnishings were unbelievably simple.

Oda Kazuyuki thought that the place where Bugarati lived would be a place full of vitality and hope, so he couldn't help but glanced sideways at Bugarati.

Buccarati's expression was very calm, as if he had made some kind of choice, and he met his eyes with determination.

"Ria..."

"Wait, we'll talk about it later." Oda Kazuyuki sat up, only feeling a splitting headache, and couldn't cheer up to deal with Bugarati.

Giorno brought him a glass of water from the desk, remembering that it was Giorno who put on a dress for him at the end last night, Oda Kazuyuki smiled and said, "Thank you."

Having led so many scripts, it's not that no one cares about him, but Oda Kazuyuki still feels happy every time he receives care.

The cup filled with cold water felt cold to the touch, and his noisy and chaotic mind was also quieted. After a moment of silence, Bugarati got up and went out first.

"We are waiting for you outside."

"Okay." Oda Kazuyuki nodded.

The door of the room was gently closed, Oda Kazuyuki suddenly remembered that last night he was drunk and lost consciousness, Diablo didn't do anything to him, probably because Bugarati and Giorno hadn't left.

I don't know if Diablo ran away, but I always feel that threatening him with photos is useless.

Oda Kazuyuki walked out after a simple wash, and found that Tobio was also sitting in the living room, opposite Bugarati and Giorno, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

It wasn't until Oda Kazuyuki appeared that the air began to flow again.

"Have you eaten?" Oda Kazuyuki asked, he saw the wall clock on the wall, and the hands had pointed to nine in the morning.

No one said anything, and when Oda Kazuyuki sat down beside Giorno, Giorno whispered, "I didn't eat."

Oda Kazuyuki glanced at him, his expression was slightly wronged.

When I met Oda Kazuyuki yesterday afternoon, Giorno hadn’t finished his pasta, and then he ate a few biscuits at the bar, and Bugarati refused to let him drink, until now... Oda Kazuyuki said Giorno was really hungry when he was eating.

Bugara asked: "Tobio, can you buy us something to eat?"

"Why did I go?" Tobio was dissatisfied. He was supposed to take care of Oda Kazuyuki, but Bugarati and Giorno teamed up to drive him out. to leave.

Looking at the two sitting next to Oda Kazuyuki, Tobio felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart.

Just now he received an email from Gin. Gin was very satisfied with this meeting and wanted to buy some additional items. He hoped to meet again for a detailed discussion.

This kind of thing has never happened before, it was all brought by his partner, such a good partner, won't be snatched away by these two guys, right? !

Tobio looked at Buccarati vigilantly, and because Giorno had always been obedient and had a speech made by a passionate organization, Tobio selectively ignored him.

Bugarati wanted to drive Tobio away, and Oda Kazuyuki was also willing to cooperate, and smiled gently: "We are partners, you know what I want to eat best."

Tobio's expression softened, and there was a hint of uncontrollable joy between his brows. Oda Kazuyuki said again: "As for the two of them, just take a little with you. Anyway, they won't die of hunger."

Seeing that he didn't seem to care much about Bugarati and the others, Tobio was relieved, "Then wait for me, I'll be back soon."

After Tobio went out, Oda Kazuyuki took out his mobile phone, and prepared to record his figure with his mobile phone to enrich the material library when Bugarati said the transaction terms.

Bugarati walked up to Oda Kazuyuki with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "Riya, please tell me, where are the brothers who made drugs?"

Oda Kazuyuki: "...?"

What about a good deal?Why did you ask directly?

I don't know what made Buccarati dismiss the idea, Oda Kazuyuki was a little disappointed, he glanced at Giorno who was looking at him eagerly, and his heart suddenly moved.

Giorno should also want to sabotage this deal, right?As the protagonist of the manga, how could he always be so obedient and not show himself?

How about rejecting Bucciarati and taking Giorno with him and see what he will do?

So Oda Kazuyuki said: "Impossible, Bugarati, although I don't know what you are going to do, I advise you to give up."

"If you do something against the organization, not only you, but also the people around you will be implicated. Think about your team members and the neighbors who greeted you."

Oda Kazuyuki got up and left. He didn't call Giorno, but Giorno still followed quickly, even Bugarati couldn't hold back.

"Why," Giorno asked after him, "you care so much about me and Bucciarati, why do you let the poison spread to another country? Don't you know how much it will hurt them? "

Oda Kazuyuki: "..."

Oda Kazuyuki was dumbfounded, it was normal for him to care about Giorno and the others, but from Giorno's point of view...he villain seemed a bit... OOC?

What does a successful villain really look like?

A face appeared in Oda Kazuyuki's mind, it was the image of the long-haired version of Osamu Dazai.

The character Ao mako was scolded miserably when he first appeared on the stage. Almost everyone filled in his name on the questionnaire of the most hated character... Although many people liked him in the later stage, it does not prevent Oda Kazuyuki from learning from it.

Oda Kazuyuki thought for a while, and a more hypocritical smile than Osamu Dazai's usual appeared on his face, and he said lightly, "Of course it's because they are all strangers."

"A group of strangers, whether they are hurt or not has nothing to do with me."

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"What is this?" Wujo Satoru asked.

His expression was scarier than everyone Katsuobu Yujin had ever seen, and the aura emanating from his body was also darker than the curse spirits he encountered, Kyojou Yujin stood up straight nervously.

"Manga, manga..."

Knotweed Yuren stammered, "Maybe, maybe it's Mr. Huang's new manga..."

Yuzu Yuhito's voice became smaller and smaller, Gojo Satoru's expression was really terrifying, even crazier and more frightening than what he saw in the manga just now.

"Manga?" Gojo Satoru pulled the corner of his mouth, trying to show a mocking smile, but failed.

There are many people who know about that battle back then, but there are only three people who have experienced the details in such detail that they seem to have personally experienced it. Shi Er was killed by Gojo Satoru himself, and Gojo Satoru couldn't draw manga by himself, so the only one left is——

The one he saw with his own eyes was already dead.

Back then, he was just a kid who liked to be brave, but he actually drew himself as his peers in comics, what a shame!

Gojo Satoru wanted to laugh, but the expression on his face became more and more rigid, and he was always frozen in a state of rage that could not be changed.

Yuzu Yuhito looked at him anxiously, still clutching the short black stick in his hand, remembering the headmaster's horrified expression when he found out that the magic tool was dyed, Gojo Wu's eyes gradually turned red.

"Oh... Only I don't know..."

"You were also the one who rescued Jie?"

"Ah!"

Xia Youjie, who was holding a telescope in the distance, sneezed.

"Why didn't Wu leave?" He rubbed his nose, feeling that the wind on the top of the mountain was a bit cold.

He couldn't help but rolled up his sleeves, and murmured in a low voice: "Xiaoyou's body can fuse the curse spirit, and the brain occupying his body has already fused several spell spirits... If this continues, his consciousness will not be able to hold on." of."

It's not suitable for Xia Youjie to come forward now, and the purpose of abolishing such a big Zhouzhang is to let Wujo Wu go out to investigate this matter, but Wujo Wu didn't move when he walked to the door!

Even Xia Youjie couldn't help but sweat because of Wujo Wu's difficulty.

He picked up the binoculars again, and found that Gojo Gojo had returned to the high school, and Katsuobu Yuhito quickly caught up with him, and the two of them walked farther and farther away, gradually disappearing in the high school.

Xia Youjie: "???"

You go out for me!You didn't check what you were asked to check!

What are you going back to do at this time! !

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