"Save the decent? Save the ghost!"
The white-haired girl collapsed on the hospital bed and ripped off the oxygen mask: "Having Gojo Satoru sealed is plan A."
"Agree!" Huang Mao's best friend nodded crazily while chewing Xijiufu: "After all, the strongest sealing box = Old Orange Demolition Office~"
The two actors who were forced to bind the salvation system were crying to save the people in Shibuya, but behind their backs they had eight hundred intentions:
Save Nanami Jianren? Conveniently plant a bug in the general manager's department;
Fishing for nails and wild roses? Just in time to avoid big trouble, two stalls of plain noodles;
As for the seal of Gojo Satoru - this is the skull of a thousand-year-old man.
Intention: Long live friendship!