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

Droopy was taken back to the office, and the leader lady was rolling around on the desk to be a rascal: "I don't want to work... I don't want to read documents... I want to take a vacation..."

It has been this set of three consecutive years, and Dr. Sen's ears can almost hear calluses.Completely ignoring her feeble wailing, he took a few pages of thin documents and put them in front of her: "Here, this is the document that you must read in person today, I have already read the rest for you, just sign and stamp, If you are worried, you can work hard to watch it again."

Hands with round and pink nails stretched out to touch those pages, as if she couldn't believe the thickness, she touched and touched, and finally confirmed that there were really only a few thin copies, she immediately sat up with her body up: "Huh?" ? Are you so nice?"

"Thank you for your appreciation, I can do better." He rolled his eyes and took out another stack of documents that was twenty times thicker, picked up her seal and turned it into a cold stamping machine.

She put those pages in front of her and bit the pen holder to read them carefully, circled the places with problems and the places that needed to be revised, and cut the inside line to ask Sakunosuke Oda who came on duty to call the person who submitted the documents into the office for questioning.

So Dazai, who had just run back to the port from the wagashi shop, was taken into the chief's office by his friends to answer work questions.

——Is there no switch button?The black-haired boy complained in the bottom of his heart at least [-] words. After explaining item by item, the document he submitted was signed and considered approved, and the rest was another part—often forgotten but indeed the dismantling and construction industry.The more rapid the development of the city, the greater the demand for this business, especially the demolition of some historical buildings...of course not monuments, but slums.

In recent years, thanks to the joint efforts of black and white (?), the overall economic development of Yokohama is getting better and better... The government spends money if it has money, and if it doesn’t spend, it doesn’t know whose pocket it goes into. Some of the money is spent It can enter the pockets of ordinary people. Based on this idea, the Ministry of the Interior decided to tidy up those bowl-sized scars on the face.

A lot of land is privately owned, and there is nothing the landowner can do if he is unwilling to change.But what if the landowner wants to?If you don't want to, there will be a steady stream of handsome guys in sunglasses and suits to "persuade you". Anyway, in the end, you have to be willing and can only lease the land to PortMafia at a very low price for 99 years.

This can be regarded as a development method with Yokohama characteristics.

Anyway, it's the leased land of Freeport, Miss Rimbaud is a genuine foreigner~

Then she read and re-read the report, asked many questions, and made sure that no one would find fault during the lease period due to factors other than force majeure. Then she was satisfied and said to Mr. Sen, who had cramped hands after stamping the seal: "Let Zhong Ye come over."

The orange-haired boy who was also out of breath and ran back to the port in a daze peeked in through the crack of the door, and opened the door to make sure nothing tragic had happened before walking in: "What's the matter?"

"I have a task for you." She put her hands in front of her face solemnly: "It's a very important task."

Zhong Ye subconsciously became serious: "Say it."

"How much can your supernatural power cover...?" She pushed the terrain photo to him: "This piece of land has been leased by PortMafia for 99 years, that is to say, we can justifiably charge 99 years of rent plus protection here However, there must be a certain amount of investment in advance. If ordinary members are used, it can certainly be achieved, but it is inevitable that armed conflicts will accidentally injure civilians. Although I don’t have a good opinion of the people there, I think you are the most suitable person for this task.”

The photo shows a huge bowl-shaped pit, and the cliff-like soil layer is densely covered with iron longhouses, which are as annoying as the scars on the forehead of a bright and beautiful woman.

"Yokohama is a port city, a tourist city, and a modern city. What's the situation with such a big scar on your face?" She knocked on the table: "In short, we are better than Takase. The mass graves are having a headache, so at least we got to Radium Bowl Street."

"I don't accept the result of 'can't finish', moreover, this matter should have been completed by me and you, shouldn't it?"

——Since we created this big hole together, let’s fill it up together.It doesn’t matter if it’s uneven. Although the power of Rage God represents destruction, we are human beings. The reason why human beings can become the master of all things is that they have been using the power of reason to control disorder to make them merge into the system of order?

The boy stared at the photo for a long time, then turned his head aside vigorously: "Hmph, it's a trivial matter."

"That's it, let's start with the demolition of the house. The demolition period is preset for six months... Huh, who are you looking down on?" The leader said that six to 10 minutes was enough to solve the problem, and it didn't take that long to blow up the pit!

She signed the document and pushed it to the current logistics cadre in charge of drafting: "That's it, get me a few loudspeakers tomorrow and tell the people on Leibo Street that if you don't move to a centralized living area within three days, I will go to the sea to feed the fish."

Is PortMafia a place to talk about conditions?What a joke.It would be nice if they were willing to build a relocation house for them, so pick?If you still choose, get out with the one-time relief money.

The residents of Radium Bowl Street who were illegally staying on other people's land were very acquainted, and they completely evacuated the area within two days.

Many people said that day, just like many years ago, the black flames and the hurricane from the flat ground were like the doomsday. Then, the big pit on Radium Bowl Street was filled with one-third, leaving two-thirds...without soil Ah, where to fill it?

In short, the depth is no longer unacceptable. After the construction team moved in with the design drawings, new changes are taking place every day.

High-rise residential buildings are unpopular, but they save land occupation, and they are also benevolent when used as relocation houses. The perfect underground pipe network prevents sewage from flowing across the year, and the constantly filling plants will firmly block the soil where they should be. Office buildings and other supporting commercial buildings have been newly built at the location of the plug-the scenery here has always been very good, and the quiet and gentle blue sea of ​​Yokohama is in the distance, and the filled third of the depth effectively reduces the walking resistance caused by the slope , Many running enthusiasts are very fond of this natural angle.

Even those who witnessed the formation of Radium Bowl Street many years ago could not recognize its current appearance, as if the underground forest and the human city were organically combined, and the air supply system also ensured that the place would no longer be dirty and dull.More and more merchants are rushing in because of the dramatic history and peculiar landforms here. PortMafia has the force to ensure that no one dares to make trouble on this land. Those "natives" who live in the resettlement houses have also found a living The work and the flow of funds also brought huge profits to the original investors——

"Real estate is really profitable... It's almost on par with smuggling." She looked at the new report and sighed sincerely. The description of wealth on paper can no longer touch the soul. It is just a bunch of numbers anyway. Today's PortMafia leader is still crying Thinking about going on strike.

Her personal doctor still slapped a thick stack of documents on the desk without sympathy: "In essence, these two businesses are blatant robberies, but the robbery targets are different. Don't look at it like that Me, BOSS, these only need to be signed." His purple eyes were soft: "Does Kaisai really need a new name? It's no longer an abandoned land."

"You don't need to change it. Many young people like the name 'Kaisai' very much. What are you talking about?" She tapped her forehead: "Ah..."

"Post-modern romanticism heavy metal death gothic style... Although I don't understand it, I think it looks very powerful!" Rimbaud clenched his fist and tapped the palm of the other hand: "Many people have written to express their desire to sublet this valuable property. The former unfinished building, but I rejected them all. It looks pretty good after looking at it for a long time, right!"

Dr. Sen helped her open the new document and sort out the signed old documents. During the whole process, a sentence suddenly popped up: "Recently, a very powerful fashion designer rented out the upper floors of Musai. Let's go together after work. Have a look? Downstairs there is a bar opened by Russians, and it is said that as long as you can stand up and walk out after drinking, you will be free of charge."

"Last month, I heard that Oda came back and exclaimed that there was a performance of a pet bear. The Russians... are really not to be underestimated!" interest.

Miss Rimbaud agreed almost immediately: "Okay, go to the bar after get off work to have a few drinks and rua the furry bear!"

"Boss, go try on the dress first?"

"Oh, Alice is here, let her try!"

"If you try it yourself, I will read the documents for you tomorrow!"

"……make a deal!"

Although the points of interest don't overlap, but don't delay going out by the way...it's really just a way!What are you looking at? !

Under the temptation of someone to help read the documents, Ms. Rimbaud patiently tried one skirt after another. The store with a white giraffe erected at the door was as excited as Dr. Sen, and strongly recommended the new Lolita skirt on April [-]: "Why can't adults wear it? It's not that they can't wear it!"

So the door to the new world was opened. After exchanging business cards, Dr. Sen and the giraffe shopkeeper took out a month's salary and mysteriously left the address to ask for home delivery—no one knew what deal they had reached.

She didn't even bother to change her clothes back, she checked out in the little skirt she was wearing, opened the door and went out: "Hurry up, I want to see the bear."

It's true that you can't wear work clothes to the bar, that's too weird, but the Lolita skirt... Wearing it on her makes people want to go back to their childhood and want to go to bully, or be bullied by her.Fortunately, her interest was entirely in the wine and the black bear in the red military uniform, and he racked his brains to drive away all the men who came to strike up a conversation.

……

It was still late at night, and the deserted street was filled with the sound of a woman's high-heeled shoes. She just walked forward in such a leisurely manner. Under the knee-length skirt was a pair of straight and slender long legs, which made people unable to help but imagine .This time, she didn't spoil the atmosphere by yelling at the guy who had nowhere to run. She walked for a while and nodded to the doctor who followed her: "The night is good, it's Mafia's time."

It had probably rained just now, and the city was still filled with damp mist.He followed her: "do you really need to call a car?"

"If it's too early to go back, doctor, can you deliver those cloth strips you bought?" She teased with a smile, her eyes a little bit confused: "Next time, I may not be interested in playing this kind of dress-up game with you."

"Don't be so strict, walk slowly, it's good to walk slowly." He changed his words almost in a second.She lowered her head and turned her back to him, then opened her eyes and smiled, and continued to walk unhurriedly: "Then walk slowly."

Although there is no moon and no stars, the night is beautiful this night.

The author has something to say: Alright, alright, this is the end of the Jidao Boss~

Post a BE that I deleted more than half of it, since you guys want to be stabbed...you don't need to read the following~

Rimbaud didn't know what he was thinking, and when he heard that he could go out for a while, he put on his hat, picked up his clothes and couldn't wait to run outside.After walking out of the office door, he leaned against the door and turned around to ask him lively: "Do you want me to bring you something back?"

Being coaxed in turn like a little girl, Dr. Sen forced himself to talk to her in a relaxed tone: "As long as you can come back safely." He hid in the dark, afraid that she would see his face—it must be It was an extremely ugly and distorted face full of contradictions.

Yes, the oncoming trap is a terrible torture for you, but that's okay.I torture you now, and I will make up for you with my love in the future.Otherwise, how can I take the moon hanging in the night into my arms and embrace it?

The footsteps gradually faded away, and she ran out, away from the black building that imprisoned her.

Dr. Sen rearranged the documents scattered on the desktop, stacking the papers one by one stiffly.He had decided when he left the army that he would never again be a passive, mechanical man, so what?Isn't it like a parrot fleeing from its perch?The chains bound on his feet only extend from fifty centimeters to eighty centimeters, but he is complacent and thinks he is free.People can't untie the rope tied to their feet at all. In the past, the other end was held in the hands of the military superior, but now it is held by even more illusory ideals and ambitions.

Since he couldn't escape, he could only drag her into the depths of the swamp.How can I allow you to retreat to the shore and watch my pain with ease?

There are not as many files on the table as expected, and soon there is nothing to continue distracting.He opened the shade, and the bloody setting sun at the time of the devil covered the room with a layer of warm color.In the distance, the skeleton stood silently like the skeleton of an old man, like a criminal who planned a murder, he did not dare to look at the stage where the performance was about to be performed, and sat on the carpet next to the desk with his back to the bookshelf, leaning against her The chair I usually sit on.

How stupid, stupid and ridiculous.At this moment, he seemed to be divided into two people. On the one hand, he kept reprimanding himself for being mean and shameless, scolding himself for not daring to admit the shamelessness that originated from the depths of his soul, while on the other hand, he satirized indifferently and indifferently that he was just a hypocrite who was just talking about it. There is no courage to speak of timidity when paying the price for ideals.

This kind of price includes his love, which not only did not blossom, but may even wither at any time, the unreasonable love that cannot be resorted to words and pens.

Her sharp eyes when she killed the ancestors touched the soul, with piercing and ruthless eyes.At that time, he fell into this kind of fanatical and contradictory love, but he also understood very calmly that she would not stay in this black cage forever.

How ridiculous, the leader of PortMafia is the undercover agent PortMafia has been looking for.