Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

"Is there any place you want to go?"

"Nothing special."

Gintoki parked his electric scooter on the side of the road, and Naoko followed him subconsciously.

Today, we only need to take Gintoki outside the Jujutsu High School and leave the space to Gojo Satoru and the others.

So the goal has been achieved, and Naoko suddenly feels a little overwhelmed when she is asked to find a way to fill the time outside.

Usually, she just needs to follow them.

It may be to a dessert shop that Naoko has no interest in, or it may be to a soba noodle shop that Geto Suguru highly recommends.

Gintoki pointed to each store on the bustling street: "There will always be something you like, right? A place where you are curious about the store and want to go in and take a look."

"That one." Naoko suddenly stopped.

Among the bustling shops, the place Naoko is looking at is like a piece of the flat street that has been dug out abruptly.

The mysterious shop hidden like a cave, its true identity is.

"Start hanging out in the pub now. That, Glass, although there were times when I did drink recklessly and trampled on the laws of this country, it was done secretly under someone's cover."

Gintoki lifted the curtain of the pub. There is actually a pub open in the morning, which is really good news for alcoholics.

He lowered his voice with a normal expression: "What kind of confidence can you buy alone?"

"Rely on your face. If the resentment of my work can instantly add ten years to people's age, you have the aura of an uncle, and you look like you are almost thirty."

Glass gave a thumbs up: "We just happen to have faces that can drink alcohol."

"Ah? What kind of face is this? It's metaphysics. Instead of believing in the face, it's better to believe that the uncle is blind."

However, looking at the face still has some effect.

The uncle in the female uniform is already sweating and wants to run away.

If he had known that it was not suitable for business today, he should not have opened the door!

The usual black kimono.

White hair, red eyes, wooden sword, and lifeless dead fish eyes.

At that age, if you gather these four factors.

You can unlock the white night demon who acts alone.

What good luck.

Mercury is retrograde today!

Having made up his mind, the uncle rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly.

"Excuse me——"

"It's okay, let's have a cup of strawberry parfait first."

The uncle was about to say the closing words, but was blocked.

Whose pub would have strawberry parfait? This kid is obviously looking down on the pub!

"What, are you troubled? Hey, hey, it's already a tavern, but they can't even serve strawberry parfait. Customers who come here for strawberry parfait will definitely be disappointed."

"I'm really sorry, after all, it's almost closing time."

Gano put her arm on the bar and added: "Then give me a beer."

Gintoki raised his eyebrows and ordered: "There should be beer, right? It's okay if there is no strawberry parfait, but it would be too strange if there is no beer."

"Then it shouldn't be called a tavern, but a transvestite shop."

The transvestite uncle screamed in his heart.

How could this person see through the essence of this shop as soon as he came. I heard that the White Night Demon's fighting power is extremely strong, and it can even be as good as the six eyes.

But he is so sharp!

This person must be the natural enemy of the curse masters!

He struggled with his hands to skillfully fill a full glass of beer and put it in front of Grot, and at the same time took out the menu: "Please see, this is the drinks that our shop can provide."

Here, get rid of him!

"Drinks," Gintoki touched his chin, lowered his head and looked at the lines of English names that he had no idea what they meant: "I want a glass of beer."

Isn't it still beer? Why say it in English? The shemale uncle clenched his fists.

It's really hard to make small moves when drinking beer.

One hand holds the cup, and the other hand holds the barrel. It's almost impossible to add stuff in this operation.

What's more, it's in front of the famous White Yasha.

Gintoki whispered to Naoko while secretly looking at the uncle.

This made the uncle even more nervous.

"I actually bought it successfully." Face, are you okay?

"Don't look at the uncle like that, he actually has a lot of troubles. Sales are always below target, so he has to open the store during the day. For a living, let alone minors who come to drink, even pandas will sell alcohol with a normal face."

"Anyway, pandas are a bit out of line."

Livelihood...

Everyone is trying their best to survive.

Nose picked up the menu that Gintoki ignored, pointed behind a few glasses of wine with suitable prices: "Uncle, mix a drink you want."

"You..." The uncle was very touched.

"You're welcome." Glass waved.

Then they drank beer and saw the uncle who was working at full speed.

His hands were like the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara, agile and nimble, and he added various base liquors to the glass accurately.

Without any wasted movements, the whole process was smooth and flowing.

In the normal process of mixing drinks, ingredients were added in a clang.

"Is this a cocktail fairy?"

"He injected cocktails into his soul. He has a kind of burning obsession and a spirit of self-sacrifice. He is really an expert. ”

You can see that kind of thing is still a bit outrageous.

But the spirit is jumping, the faith is expanding, and both Gintoki and Naoko can feel it.

Finally, the uncle finally made a perfect cocktail, and they all applauded and congratulated.

The uncle gradually lost himself in the applause. At the moment when the excess liquid was about to overflow, the uncle leaned in and took a sip.

Then he fell down.

Gintoki silently poked his head from the side of the bar and glanced at him.

"Uncle?"

"Well, the uncle has fallen asleep. It's really about to close. No wonder he fell asleep. Let's go to the next place. Where else do you want to go? Go now."

"It looks like it's almost cold." The reversal spell can't remove the debuff.

"It's better to call an ambulance!"

After a lot of trouble to send the uncle to the ambulance, Naoko put the banknotes next to the seat: "Next, let's walk around the whole street together. "

Gintoki twitched his lips.

Girls shopping are really not to be underestimated.

Nose never seemed to get tired, and the number of shopping bags seemed to multiply by itself. Before she knew it, a bunch of hairpins were stuck on Gintoki's head.

Until the sky gradually became dark red as the sun set, she suddenly remembered the original purpose of coming out today.

"I'm going back."

"Yeah."

"..."

Gintoki scratched his hair, took out a hairpin, and inserted it into her hair as if Nose was putting it on his head.

"It's really mean to mess with a girl's hairstyle."

"What are you talking about, the guy who just kept putting it on other people's heads? Okay, go back quickly. It's very cold at night. "

Nose touched it, it was a small cherry blossom.

Isn't this just giving back the gift you received?

At least you have to carefully select it to be a qualified gift, how perfunctory. She followed happily.