After five attempts of death escape, I was trapped in Shura Field

10-14

Chapter 10

After younger brother 10 and Gojo Satoru looked at each other, Shingen looked away guiltily and hid in the crowd.

He found Fukuzawa Yukichi talking with Kamo and the head of the Zenyuan family, while Dazai Osamu stood aside bored. Shingen grabbed the life-saving straw and pulled Nakajima Atsushi towards him.

Like two pantomime artists, the two had a heated eye contact.

[What are we talking about? ]

[Next year, the Spellcraft Association will elect a new president. These two people are candidates. The president is testing their attitude towards the three-moment idea. ]

[how? ]

Dazai Osamu continued to indicate with his eyes: [Zenyuan and Kamo both have private transactions with the port mafia, and they strongly agree with the three-moment concept. ]

[So that’s it. ]

Shingen nodded.

Behind him, Atsushi Nakajima nodded and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Dazai, why do you keep blinking at each other?"

Shingen prevaricated: "Our eyelashes fell out of our eyes."

"It's so obvious and perfunctory..."

" Why? Please explain, I'm curious too~! "

Hmm... I seem to have heard two voices?

Shingen was confused. Nakajima Atsushi's tone of voice couldn't be so frivolous. He could almost hear the "~" at the end of the sentence.

The voice came from behind.

Shingen turned around, and the tip of his nose almost hit someone's chin.

It's Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru was bending down to eavesdrop on their conversation, chewing butter cookies in his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a hamster. He looked at Shingen with a smile, and their faces were less than fifteen centimeters apart.

The nose is so high, the face is so small, and the smile is so cute.

Shingen was about to suffocate.

Apparently, he wasn't the only one who was about to suffocate because of Gojo Satoru.

After Gojo Satoru made a brilliant appearance, the Zen fan who was talking so much suddenly fell silent. The head of the Kamo clan looked erratic. Yukichi Fukuzawa saw that the atmosphere was not right and did not break the silence rashly.

Seeing everyone staring at him, Gojo Satoru smiled cheerfully and said, "Why did everyone stop talking when I came?"

Shingen thought to himself, think about it yourself.

Gojo Satoru was completely unaware of the Zen fan's hostility. He raised his hand like a primary school student asking a question.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with the Port Mafia. The Mafia transfers 4% of its income to you every year - is that right, Zenyuan and Kamo?"