Endless Debt

Rest… such a comforting word.

Walking in the long and narrow corridor, after a conversation with Lebius, handover of work, and various orders from the decision-making room, Boluogo was finally able to get a moment of rest from nearly a month of high-intensity combat. Chance.

But Boluogo, who suddenly felt relaxed, seemed to have lost his goal. His eyes were full of confusion and he didn't know where to go. In a daze, he even missed the time when he first joined the job. Compared with now, what was he like back then? I really feel carefree.

But there is nothing that can be done. As his rank increases and his power expands, even if Boluogo maintains his inner essence, the changes in the world make him unable to stop him.

He waved his hand gently, and the ether wandered and lingered on Boluogo's fingertips. It was obvious that he had not been promoted to the power bearer for a long time, but Boluogo could clearly feel the increase in his own strength.

This is not an illusion, but a real change. This increase in power became even more obvious when Bologo rescued Yoni and was at the disaster scene of the collapse of the ether vortex point.

Boluogo knew what this change came from, which was the change in the concentration of ether.

In the past, the ether that the condenser could mobilize in the environment was just a stream. In the current environment, if the alchemical matrix is ​​triggered casually, it can cause the power of a mountain torrent.

Like a countdown.

The more power he gained, the more uneasy Boluogo felt, and it was hard to imagine how the world would change in the future...

No, in fact, Boluogo has already seen it.

Where he found Yoni, Bologo saw a bizarre scene. The forest fell in pieces, the clouds were pierced, and the sun was so hot that it almost burned everything it touched.

Fortunately, the location of the disaster was a virgin forest. If it broke out in a city, Boluogo could not imagine the tragedy.

"Stop a minute, Boluogo, you can't keep thinking about work." Boluogo rubbed his temples and said to himself.

Boluogo is a pure person. The word pure as a prefix can describe many of Boluogo's qualities.

Pure killer, pure thug, pure expert, and pure...

Boluogo did not continue to think about it. He knew what he should do next. After all, he was such a pure person. Apart from work, he only had a few affairs.

…

The sublimation furnace core, as the technical center of the Order Bureau, is also the equipment production workshop of the Order Bureau. Several automated assembly lines are set up in it to provide field staff with a steady stream of standard weapons.

Aimu was sitting in her office, looking down at the documents one after another. To be honest, approving documents was an extremely difficult job for her. She was always afraid that she would make any mistakes, so every document had to be reviewed. Watched it several times.

The body of steel will not get tired, but the individual's spirit and will will inevitably feel tired.

Aimu sighed. Even though she has been sitting in this position for almost two months, she still has difficulty getting used to this kind of work life. Although it is very happy to have her own separate office, Aimu still misses it very much. Days spent in the research room day and night.

"I know, junior sister, you are very interested in scientific research, but as a researcher, you can't just focus on studying technology."

Bailee's voice rang in his mind. Just thinking of her voice, Aimu could imagine her with a mean smile on her face and raising her hands to hug his head.

"In the final analysis, research alone is not enough to have brains, it still costs money, so where the money comes from is a very serious question."

Amid Bailey's weird laughter, Aimu was promoted. In addition to her usual research projects, she also undertook a lot of clerical work, such as funding applications.

Aimu once felt that he was more or less a person who was sensitive to numbers, but after calculating accounts for a few days, Aimu started to feel dizzy as soon as he saw the numbers.

Applying for grants is an art form, and Bailey is a master of it.

Aimu couldn't imagine how Bailey managed to maintain the normal operation of the sublimation furnace core while misappropriating so many accounts from the funds.

Just when Aimu was struggling to settle accounts, there was a knock on the door, and Aimu said without raising his head.

"Please come in."

The figure walked into the room. He naturally moved a chair and sat across from Aimu. Aimu raised his head and Boluogo's face came into his eyes.

The two looked at each other with extremely calm expressions while maintaining corresponding silence.

After a long time, Boluogo reluctantly opened his mouth and said the first sentence.

"Sorry, I wanted to bring some gifts back," Boluogo thought, recalling the plot of the movie he had watched, "but the work was very busy at this time, either killing people, or on the way to kill people, passing by Several villages and towns were completely destroyed, and there was nothing left except ashes, not to mention souvenirs and gifts.”

"Oh," Aimu nodded, "It's okay... Did you just come back?"

"Well, I just came back."

After Boluogo finished speaking, the two fell into a strange silence.

The Plague of Decay event changed many things, such as it erasing the haze of the Great Rift, for example, it promoted many people to promotions, and for example, after that, the relationship between Borogo and Aimu improved by leaps and bounds...?

To this day, Boluogo still remembers that night. After a scream, Aimu suddenly opened the door. From the garbled words in her eyes, it can be seen that she was really panicked at that time.

One person was inside the door and the other was outside the door. The two looked at each other. Boluogo looked calm, while Aimu's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. She wanted to say something, but there was only the sound in her throat. There was a whirling sound of breathing, and in desperation, she even signed in sign language. Unfortunately, Boluogo couldn't understand her gestures.

After relaxing for nearly ten minutes, Aimu regained his breath and asked Boluogo very seriously.

"Are you serious? Isn't this some weird joke?"

Aimu was really confused. She had fantasized about narrowing the distance between the two through a movie marathon, but she never expected that Boluogo would actually come back. Should he be called an expert? Even this kind of thing is easy to do.

"Um……"

Boluogo was silent for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Do you need me to produce a formal written report?"

Within the Order Bureau, for the sake of operational safety, there is indeed a rule against office romance, but it does not completely prohibit it.

"ah?"

Aimu felt that her mind was confused, and she could not guess what Boluogo would do next.

"That...that..."

Aimu tried to calm herself down, first controlling the out-of-control facial muscles, and then stabilizing her emotions. She tried hard to substitute herself into Boluogo's logical way.

That efficient, cold, and even somewhat mechanical way of logical thinking.

"Then... do we need some kind of intimate action next to verify the intimacy between us in practice?" Aimu asked tentatively.

Boluogo thought about this and frowned. It was obvious that his expression gave a negative answer to Amu's reaction.

Aimu's sanity was further defeated. She tried hard to keep up with Boluogo's thinking, but why was the actual result completely different from what she expected?

Aimu whispered, "Is there any problem?"

Boluogo asked seriously, "What about Aimu?"

"Me? What?"

Aimu pointed at himself, looking at a loss.

"Although I think Aimu has the same affection for me, I still want to confirm it myself to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."

Boluogo said that he was not good at clerical work, but his words at this time were simply model official documents.

"So..." Boluogo trailed off and did not continue.

"So my thoughts are the same as yours!"

Aimu tried to be reserved, but obviously she failed.

"Well, not bad, then this is the basis for establishing an intimate relationship."

Boluogo said and stretched out his hand, and Aimu followed suit in a daze. The two held hands together and shook them slightly.

Aimu suddenly felt strange. This was not like a beautiful story where both parties showed their sincerity, but rather like close partners who had formally concluded an alliance contract.

Aimu even wondered whether Bologg would take out a contract for him to sign... Sometimes Bologg's weird temperament is quite off-line, making people laugh or cry.

"Want to go out for a walk?" Boluoge invited.

"I'm a little nervous, but also a little excited and excited," Boluogo said the opposite with a calm face, "Based on what I know about Aimu, you must be the same... I can't sleep anyway, okay? "

Aimu blinked, checked Bologg's physiological values, and then looked at Bologg's facial expression. She began to wonder whether Bologg really had facial paralysis.

But these things are not important, Aimu nodded vigorously.

"sure!"