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"Kazema" an impatient shout came from the office.

"Wow~ It's here again, this is the first time today." Daomingsi leaned close to Busi and lowered his voice for fear of being caught by the person with a negative mood value.

"This is the twenty-first time in the past three hours since I got to work." Busch kept typing on his hands, spitting out the number he was counting silently in his heart.

"Xiao Fengjian is so pitiful."

Hearing his boss's impatient shout, Takuya pushed away his chair and left his desk expressionlessly. He knocked on the door and went in without the consent of anyone in the room.

The huge room was filled with all kinds of information, and there was barely room to walk.

The person who was flipping through the information with a frown glanced at Takuya, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows deepened. "Tsk, go and get me the report of the outsiders who caused trouble in the xx district yesterday."

"Understood." Takuya replied calmly, sat comfortably on the ground and began to rummage through the pile of information for the information his boss needed.

Fushimi glanced at the face that had not changed despite being so difficult for him, and felt a burst of anger in his heart.

Tsk, is this guy a ninja?

From the corner of his eye, he noticed the irritable man continuing to work depressedly. A faint smile flashed across Takuya's brown eyes. He really liked to see others unable to do anything to him.

Ever since he intervened forcefully yesterday to interrupt the fight between Fushimi and the man named Saki, Fushimi has been in a state of explosive anger all day today. However, no matter how ferocious his expression is, it seems to Takuya that his face is even worse than before. A little darker.

Fushimi, who was in urgent need of venting his anger, had been asking Takuya to run errands since he started working. However, his calm and paralyzed face without any resistance made Fushimi's mood not relieved, and the depression was deepened a lot. It was like a beast in my heart kept roaring in the cage, but outside the cage there was a paralyzed person watching the beast's performance indifferently.

It couldn't feel any worse

"Is Kazama here?" There was the voice of Deputy Director Awashima outside the door.

"Ah, Kazama is in Mr. Fushimi's office now," Enomoto replied.

Takuya raised his head and stared at the door that was quickly opened. Awashima walked in, "So you are here."

"What's the matter, Deputy Chief?" This question was not asked by Takuya, but by Fushimi, who planned to enslave him all day long. He asked why you are here. Yata stood up straight and noticed Takuya's presence. He immediately stepped on the skateboard under his feet as if he were facing a powerful enemy. After all, he was the one who used his strange ability to stop him from fighting with the monkey yesterday.

"Yata, don't be so rude." Kusanagi pushed up his glasses helplessly.

"Mr. Kusanagi is a member of the Youth Team."

"You can tell just by looking at the clothes." Kamamoto, who was following behind, complained.

"Good afternoon, Yata-kun." Takuya sat in his seat, holding a cup in one hand, and the elbows of both arms were propped back on the table at the same time, looking very leisurely.

"Ah, good afternoon," he replied subconsciously, and Yata squatted on the ground and scratched his hair irritably. "How can I fix why I see people from the Youth Group except the deputy director of R4 in HOA?"

"It's all Mr. Yata's fault that I'm here." Takuya replied calmly.

"Nani"

"That's it." Kusanagi remembered the paper Takuya had put on the bar before Yata came in. He picked it up and sighed with a headache.

"Ah hahaha, Yata, did you have a fight with Fushimi again yesterday?" Chitose took a look and thought of something immediately after seeing that it was a bill.

"Why, why do you know?" Yata was shocked. After yesterday's fight, he felt that it was embarrassing to be stopped by the youth team members in such a dejected manner, so he didn't say anything. Why did they still knew

"Because R4 sent us a bill for compensation for damage to public property." Kusanagi waved the paper that Wataku had brought over. Yata is the leader of the naughty kids in the Barbaro family.

"Hey" Yata glared at Takuya who had nothing to do with him.

"Sorry, we will pay for the damage to public property caused by Yata's destruction." Kusanagi said helplessly to Takuya.

"Trouble." Takuya nodded.

"Ding bell bell" the doorbell rang again, Takuya looked over, and a bright red color jumped into his eyes, just like a ball of fire.

"You're back, Takashi." Kusanagi smiled.

"Yes." The man named Zun had one hand in his trouser pocket. He looked lethargic but looked straight at Takuya, who was wearing a particularly conspicuous blue suit, with sharp eyes.

At that moment, Takuya felt as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast. This was a king who gave him a different feeling than Chief Munakata.

"This is" Kusanagi wanted to introduce, but suddenly remembered that the boy had never told him his name.

"My name is Kazama Takuya. I am a member of the R4 Fencing Mobile Class Special Agent Team. Please give me some advice." Takuya slightly restrained his completely relaxed movements. He did not hold his own sword. If the Red King was in a bad mood and suddenly attacked, It was easier for him to save his life using illusions than swordsmanship.

Although there was some hostility at first glance, after seeing clearly that Tuoya was just an underage boy, Zhou Fangzun frowned and looked at him for a few times before losing interest. He held a hand that was not in his pocket. Little loli, he walked to a long sofa in the house, then lay straight on it and closed his eyes to rest.

Ah, as Mr. Daomingsi said, he is really a casual king.

Takuya looked at the back of the person lying on the sofa with a calm expression. Suddenly he felt the corner of his clothes being tugged. He lowered his head and saw the silver-haired loli looking up at him.

After seeing Takuya's eyes falling on her face, the little Loli spread out a hand towards him, as if she was carefully asking for something.

For a moment, everyone in the bar looked at them, who made Anna their little princess of Barbara.