Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Along with his son, Rimbaud moved his eyes to the red-haired teenager pretending to be an ornament.She leaned on the sofa and drank the hot water, and called the "nanny" who was about to "get off work" in time: "How are you getting along these few days?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded silently, and Chuya followed suit: "It's okay."

The age difference is there, and it is clear at a glance whether they can play.The red-haired boy completed the babysitting job very dedicatedly, and his communication with the mission target was limited to work.

That's right, any other boy in his teens didn't know how many times he had fought against the sudden addition of "alien creatures"—maybe they had already fought a few times in places she couldn't see, but now Look at the atmosphere is not bad.

That being the case, even if he passed the test period.

"In this way, I'll introduce you to a formal job, so that you won't lose your job when you grow up and no longer need someone to take care of you. I usually trouble you here when I'm on a business trip."

She won't force Oda to be friendly with her son to a certain extent, but she can make Chuya nod and say it's okay, which proves that this guy's character is absolutely flawless, and his strength...is not a big problem.

Oda Sakunosuke was noncommittal.

He was not a talkative person in the first place. Facing the senior Rimbaud, he was naturally at his disposal. As long as he didn't touch the bottom line, he was quite easy to talk to.

So she nestled in the sofa and called a former colleague: "Moxie, Mr. Fukuzawa? This is Rimbaud."

The other side responded briefly, and the long-haired woman glanced sideways at Oda while holding the phone: "I heard that you resigned and went to Yokohama to open an 'Armed Detective Agency'. I have a very talented young man here. I would recommend you to try it.”

After a while Rimbaud hung up the phone with a smile, turned around and sat looking at the red-haired boy: "The other party has an interview next Tuesday. It's just a small test. It's not dangerous, so don't be nervous."

"Thank you. But..." The young man seemed a little embarrassed, and didn't understand why he could get such simple and straightforward kindness.

"why?"

The long-haired woman wrapped her mouth in a thick scarf and said, "Why? You need it, and I can do it without causing trouble for myself. Why don't you try?"

The problem is that many people will not do this, and more people would rather sneer at watching their kind writhe in the mud than take out their extra things to help, not to mention that Rimbaud is still a single mother with a child... No, She just said that she signed the marriage contract today.

Ok.

"Is it really not going to cause you any trouble?"

As a 15-year-old boy, Oda Sakunosuke, who has a wonderful career experience, can't help but feel a little worried about his employer—is he too unguarded about people?What if he was a bad guy with a good disguise.

Miss Lan Bo pulled out a smile without sincerity: "Don't worry."

The teenager who wanted to live online immediately knew that he should shut up, otherwise the lady in front of him would "help" him shut up and keep silent.

On Sunday, I made an appointment with my friends to play football as usual. On Monday, Rimbaud slept in the dark with the quilt at home. On Tuesday morning, he sent his son to school before driving Sakunosuke Oda to Yokohama for an interview.

Her ex-colleague who resigned recently expanded her business and rented an entire floor in a decent office building as a place of business. The first time she got the news, she thought of the nanny at home.

Zhong also does not need someone to follow him 24 hours a day. Since he decided to hire this retired young man, he might as well be a good person to the end and give him a chance to settle down. He will do his best in the future.There is no such thing as good intentions or bad intentions, kindness or kindness, it is nothing more than an exchange of equal value.

Fortunately, Tokyo is not too far from Yokohama, and the two-hour drive back and forth is like playing.

"My former colleague is a pretty good person. After getting along for a long time, you will find that he is quite tolerant to others, sometimes beyond your imagination."

She held a cigarette in one hand and put one hand on the steering wheel to introduce Oda Sakunosuke to his future boss.

If it wasn't for the rabbit not eating the grass by the side of the nest, maybe she would find a way to knock this senior unconscious and drag him into the Civil Affairs Office, and Mr. Sen would have nothing to do...

The red-haired boy nodded awkwardly, his gaze moved back and forth following the burning red dot on the cigarette butt.

"Well, now I will also accept some tricky tasks entrusted by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and some orders that the government turns a blind eye to... Well, in order to support my family, I have to work harder."

The woman flicked the soot on the open car window: "Being able to stick to one thing and take practical actions for it is an act worthy of recognition and appreciation."

She glanced at the rearview mirror, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the family car reached the maximum speed with a "buzz", and never slowed down all the way.

Beauty... always has more personality.Oda Sakunosuke, who tried his best to shave his hair off to make himself look normal, sighed silently from the bottom of his heart.

I finally understand why I sensed the same kind of breath from Miss Rimbaud, she is clearly still an active senior!Look at their camouflage!Those who didn't know thought she was just a female university professor with some sexy stories. Who would have known that the price of asking Professor Rimbaud to tell a story might be his own life...

An hour and a half later.

"Is it here?"

Sakunosuke Oda got out of the car, and what he saw was a five-story building with a red brick exterior wall. The side facing the sea breeze had been eroded and rusted. It unexpectedly matched the overall style of Yokohama.

"That's right, it's here. The time is just right, let's go up 5 minutes earlier."

Rimbaud lowered his head to check the address, then made a phone call and went upstairs to confirm, then turned his head and glanced up and down at the red-haired boy: "It's okay, don't ask how fashionable the image is, neat and decent is the best."

After she finished speaking, she walked into the elevator on the first floor with the young man following behind her, and then came out to the Armed Detective Agency on the fourth floor.

The brass nameplate on the gate should have been written by Fukuzawa Yukichi himself. The handwriting is firm and steady, very much like a swordsman.

"Hello, is this the lady I called just now? The president told me to wait here, please follow me."

The newly appointed secretary wears half-rim glasses, and her long hair is draped over her shoulders, showing the gentle beauty of women.Rimbaud gave way half a step in a gentlemanly way to see her walking in front: "Altila Rimbaud, may I ask you?"

"I am □□ No Kirako, a clerk who has just joined the job not long ago, and concurrently serves as the secretary of President Fukuzawa."

This girl seemed to have just left school not long ago, and there was still innocence and softness in her eyes, as well as a little ignorance of the world.

Rimbaud followed her to the president's office, looked at the simple girl with a gentle smile, "Seeing you makes me feel that the sun is brighter today than usual. I wish you a beautiful day like me. "

Her eyes are always straight when looking at people, and her natural melancholy temperament makes people unable to help but stop softly and want to hear what vows she is going to make.

Miss Haruno: "..."

The president has a beautiful sister here who is teasing me!

At this time, the door of the president's office opened, and Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was wearing a kimono, looked down expressionlessly at his former colleague who was "bullying" his secretary.Miss Lan Bo immediately raised her hands to show that she had done nothing wrong, and shouted back with an innocent face: "Oda, this is Mr. Fukuzawa who presided over the test, and is also the president of the Armed Detective Agency."

As soon as she looked away, Miss Haruno felt the pressure on her head drop suddenly. She hugged the folder and ran back to her desk to sit down. While no one was paying attention, she patted her chest to calm her overly violent heartbeat——Miss Rimbaud's eyes , most people really can't stand it.She stood there without saying a single abrupt word, but she was able to make others fantasize and even mistakenly think that she was her lover who had been looking for life and death for thousands of miles.

It's really, too foul!

Inside the President's Office.

Thanks to the fact that Miss Chunye had to leave her post for a while, there was no need for any tea to be brought in for a while.None of the three people present was the type who was fond of chatting. Rimbaud even briefly introduced Oda Sakunosuke's surname without saying a word.

Fukuzawa Yukichi can also get the information she knows, so there is no need to hide it.

This is Oda Sakunosuke's job to help him, he has to show his attitude to fight for this opportunity, she can't do everything for him.

President Fukuzawa stared at the young man in front of him with sharp eyes for a few minutes: "Why did you retire?"

The dignified killing intent came towards him like a thick mountain, and Oda felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.He subconsciously turned his head to look at Miss Rimbaud, who was flipping through her phone as if she didn't feel anything—in fact, she just remembered that the person who signed the marriage contract a few days ago seems to be in the lair Yokohama...

The red-haired boy who was released by the senior swallowed, resisted the pressure of the blow and said: "Because I don't want to continue killing people."

"I want to write. To be a home, you can't kill anymore."

There is no logical and reasonable explanation.

But the explanation comes from the heart.

So the solemn atmosphere that was about to crush him disappeared instantly like a soap bubble pierced by a needle point. The silver-haired man sitting at the top took out a kraft paper file bag and handed it over: "This is a mediation entrusted to a detective agency." The case is also your entrance test."

While speaking, someone knocked on the office door, and a girl with a doll's head opened the door and walked in: "President."

"Yosano, this is the new Sakunosuke Oda, and I will leave his entrance test to you."

"With Yosano Akiko, a member of the detective agency and also a doctor."

After a brief introduction, the girl led Sakunosuke Oda to research information outside.

Watching the two leave together, Rimbaud also stood up and said goodbye very politely: "Oda, please, please allow him to take care of the children at home when I am on a business trip."

As a former colleague, Mr. Fukuzawa has naturally heard about Ms. Rimbaud's situation, and he nodded immediately: "Most of my members are relatively free in their daily work conditions. As long as they can complete the commission, I will not ask more questions."

"Thank you."

She stood up and briefly shook hands with him, picked up her handbag and walked out. Halfway through the walk, she remembered to tell her ex-colleague the good news that she had successfully married: "The marriage contract signed in Tokyo a few days ago, think about the relationship between the two parties." They are all combined families, so there is not so much trouble. The other party is a doctor working in Yokohama, and he is not bad."

"Oh. Congratulations."

Mr. Fukuzawa dryly congratulated her and watched her leave the office.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Oda Sakunosuke

find a regular job

Miss Rimbaud

wherever you go

Mr. Fukuzawa

almost knocked out

dragged into the civil affairs hall