After all, he couldn't find out anything himself.

The young man shook his head calmly and waved his hands to indicate that he had no idea.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes—although it might not be visible under the bandage—and said in a long tone, "Oh~ How could I not know?"

Ji had already sensed that he would ask this question, so he pointed to his head and gestured to him again.

"Huh? Have you lost your memory?" Gojo Satoru was shocked, and it was hard to tell from his expression whether he believed it or not.

But whether he believed it or not, Ji was really telling the truth.

He was also desperate.

I chatted with Gojo Satoru for a while, during which I was tempted countless times.

But Gojo Satoru didn't find out anything.

Just kidding, even the person being tested doesn't know what happened, so there's no way Gojo Satoru can find out anything.

Afterwards, Ji said goodbye to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru was waiting here for his assistant supervisor, but he didn't have to wait.

If it was to find out what happened to the old man, there was no point in him waiting.

Because according to Gojo Satoru, these things were decided by the high-level people in their world of sorcery. Those high-level people have bubbles in their heads and their faces are like rotten orange peels, but they just stand at the top and refuse to move away.

After hearing this, Jiquan's head became a little hard.

After hearing him resign, Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, but raised his hand and waved at him.

Ji also waved, then turned and left.

——

After walking for a while and finally entering the city, Ji stopped by the side of the road.

He looked at the busy traffic on the road, touched his empty wallet, and began to think deeply about the big problem of where to sleep tonight.

He had no money, so what should he do?

This situation reminded Lu Qi of the leader Zai not long ago.

That's good. You don't have any money on you, right?

Then he watched Ji's gaze stop at a store on the roadside. After thinking for two seconds, he searched his pockets and took out 500 yen.

He went straight to the store he had just been looking at and bought a rice ball.

Lu Qi:……

It’s okay to have no place to live, but you can’t go hungry.

Moreover, Ji did not take off his hood when buying rice balls, and the shop owner looked at him strangely for several times. If he had not seen that there was nothing suspicious on him, he would have almost taken out his cell phone to call the police.

It was Ji himself who discovered this. After buying the rice balls, he found a chair on the side of the road and sat down.

The young man opened the rice ball package, took a bite, and squinted his eyes happily.

Tuna mayonnaise flavor.

Smells so good.

"So where are you going to sleep tonight?" Lu Qi asked, worrying about his old father.

The suspicious young man in the hood took another bite of the rice ball. After hearing this question, he raised his head, looked around, and then raised a finger to point not far away.

I answered the question of another resident in my body very seriously in my mind:

"I think it's a nice place!"

Lu Qi followed his line of sight and saw that the direction the young man was pointing to was...

A bridge.

Lu Qi:……

fine.:,,.