Under the doctor's pressure, the infirmary returned to a calm atmosphere.

However, after the calm, some too delicate emotions permeated.

Even if it is not expressed in words, it can be understood from the eyes, atmosphere, and tacit understanding.

It is still a bit complicated for a hot-blooded manga. Why does he spend so much time on the plot of recuperation?

Normally, the first sentence of this chapter can jump directly to recovery.

Gintoki didn't want to show that he understood. He pretended to be unaware and adapted to the body that had just been treated for the wound. He felt that he could almost get off the operating table.

"Don't move. What if it breaks again?" Glass signaled the person next to him to hold him down, and raised his hand to knock on Gintoki's head.

"Will it not break if you hit my head? Don't use this trick as a trick to prevent the breakage, it won't work at all!"

"You are annoying because you look like you will be fine soon. It is impossible to be fine soon. Be prepared to lie here for a few months."

"It's too slow! When will the next shot come?"

"Feeling bored?" Gojo Satoru said casually, and brought up the little game he played with them to kill time when he was bored: "Magic Banana, when it comes to bananas, it is yellow. Hi!"

"Don't let it be known that you usually play this, then when it comes to yellow, it is banana milk."

"When it comes to banana milk, it is chocolate," Shier opened a whole box of dark chocolate, representing no sucrose, zero sugar, and the chocolate that rebelled against the god of sugar piled up in the box: "Eat it, and remember the lesson."

Shier smiled a devilish smile.

The magic banana is over, and now it is the magic chocolate that is breaking through the thorns.

The chocolate is killing, and Gintoki is the thorn.

Realizing that they would stuff this box down sooner or later, Gintoki looked up at him and felt a chill on his back.

"…Um, I can explain that. What's that weird expression? Has the sadistic soul awakened? That's great, but don't awaken it.

These are force majeure! Gintoki actually doesn't want to do a lot of troublesome things, but the plot is arranged here. I think there will be no highlights if the protagonist doesn't appear."

"Come on, Gintoki."

"Don't use force here, relax, Zenin. ...Are you fighting with chocolate?"

Shin'er skipped a lot of words and grabbed a handful of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth to cover it.

Gano held his chin and observed, commanding him not to use force, and to enjoy it if he couldn't resist.

Maybe it can also cure the trend of high blood sugar.

When Gintoki was tortured by the chocolate that was more bitter than his life and wanted to dismantle the operating table, Gojo Satoru intercepted him beside him.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Curse masters are used to ignoring wounds and lives, which is also a job requirement. If you don't fight hard now, you won't be able to survive at that time. No matter how outrageous you do, it's understandable, and no matter how crazy you do, it's normal. Normal people who don't have such things are abnormal."

"But Gintoki, approaching death in order to survive and treating death as an ordinary life are two completely different things."

The former focuses on surviving, revealing a vigorous vitality.

The latter is just abnormal, and even the original daily life will be lost. Daily life and death are synonymous. Even in peace, the soul is always wandering on the battlefield.

When will you learn to cherish yourself?

Understand their feelings when they are watching.

Gojo Satoru fought with Gintoki, who started beating him without dismantling the operating table. At the same time, he wondered what he was fighting for.

Just before Haibara and Nanami received the land god mission that was far beyond their level, and then came the mission that Gintoki was said to be particularly concerned about, plus they did a lot of small village missions together.

Even in the summer when curses are frequent, it is an unusual number.

The time and energy required to rush to the mission site alone is exhausting.

"It's okay to worry about the younger generation, but you are not really looking for young sorcerers."

"When will this habit of picking up children everywhere be cured?"

What a misunderstanding!

Gintoki was covered and couldn't speak, but Shiji had already changed his eyes to look like he would find a place to throw his child in the future.

He will definitely be stuffed in!

Gojo Satoru was hit by Gintoki's fist that really hit him, and he tilted his head to adjust his thinking.

The common point is that it is located in a remote area, and it is difficult to find problems and provide timely support, which will affect the state of people.

It seems that there is no need to think deeply. Isn't it definitely the rotten oranges in the upper echelons who are doing something?

Gojo Satoru will take on so many tasks because he can experience the fun in it.

Become the strongest in the world of sorceryIn the end, he had to give back to the society and the family, and he could use spells without restraint and enjoy the battle of being the only one in the world.

But if he didn't spare some time to investigate, his house would be robbed.

"It's really impossible. I'll help. It's a pity to have such obedient juniors. It's a pity if they are all consumed as fuel."

Gojo Satoru came to the conclusion straightforwardly.

Gintoki didn't know how to react for a moment.

This is indeed a problem, but Gojo Satoru still didn't notice the more serious side.

This is not slowness, but his natural trust in his peers who walked side by side with him.

Whether it is Gintoki or Geto Suguru.

Because Gojo Satoru believes in himself, he also believes in his companions. Even if he notices something unusual, he will probably treat it as a small problem.

Slowly it will disappear by itself.

But at least Gojo Satoru is willing to participate in politics. With his identity and status, the conservative faction will not target the students of Jujutsu High School so blatantly.

Gintoki chewed the black chocolate until he felt like he had no desire to live, and he felt relieved.

Then he felt even more bitter in his mouth.

As the saying goes, existence is reasonable, and everything that appears in the world has a reason behind it.

But this does not mean that Gintoki is reasonable to accept the black chocolate to torture his taste buds!

It is not as good as Ami's sweet egg rolls. At least there is no aftertaste after eating it, and there is a sense of peace when you fall down with foam at the mouth.

No... after all, that thing is not a dessert!

It is a biological weapon!

He swallowed it in collapse.

Jiner let go of his hand before being bitten: "You did a good job. You should learn your lesson now. You have encountered this situation too many times."

"What right do you have to say this to me? It's as if you would never go home with injuries before, a former sorcerer killer." Gintoki struggled to ask for something else, water, sugar, just a little bit.

"Sorry, I've changed my ways. At the Jujutsu High School, I only need to beat up the students, and they have to thank me."

Jiner was very satisfied with the work content, but the salary was low, so low that even with the extra money given to him by the moth, it was still not enough.

But I don't know if it's a good thing.

Jiner can go home more often in a month.

"Is it fun to torture me now!"

"It's fun."

Gojo Satoru touched the place where he was beaten, and took a small cake to Gintoki with his backhand.

"That kind of family with serious feudal remnants is not good. It is easy to raise people who are twisted in all aspects. It's terrible. The road to the future is still here."

"Bribery." This is almost the definition of the school doctor, Naoko.

"It's a fact."

Even Shier didn't have any objection.

Gintoki swallowed the small cake voraciously, licking the cream clean: "So the feudal index of the domineering training base is the highest, okay."

When Gojo Satoru and Shier were busy again, only Naoko was left in the infirmary.

During this time, after dealing with the affairs of the twin sisters and settling them down, Geto finally found a gap to comfort the biggest victim of this mission.

"Thank you for your hard work, Naoko, just leave it to me."

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