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

After two consecutive classes, the morning time was gone, and the professors returned to the faculty lounge weakly, and made an appointment to move towards the cafeteria together.

Rimbaud walked like flying in stiletto high heels, but he was still not faster than his colleagues who were chasing and intercepting him. He was surrounded by a group of seniors who were five or six years older than him and rushed to the destination.

"Come on, come on, today's oden is delicious. Two students passed notes in class saying this. I intercepted it. Go and have a look!"

Professor Sato, who teaches Spanish, is from Kyoto, and he speaks slowly and occasionally with a Kyoto accent.He is an old senior from the Spanish Language Institute and is very respected by young people. Even Rimbaud is more patient with this generous elder than others.

A group of professors lined up to get their meals, and after they sat down, Professor Sato opened the topic: "Professor Rimbaud has been in the Spanish Language Institute for almost two years, right? He's about to become a senior..."

"Yes, yes, she was just a little girl at first, but now she is also a mature educator?!"

Colleagues echoed each other with their chopsticks to poke the oden on the plate. It tasted really mellow, and it was worth making a special trip for it.

In the middle of the meal, someone glanced at Rimbaud cautiously, and started discussing the heavy news that he heard in the morning along the topic: "I heard that your father arranged a blind date for you? What kind of person is the other party?"

Rimbaud bit his chopsticks and blinked his eyes: "It's just... he looks very gentle and honest, he's a doctor."

"Graduated from Dongda Medical School in the early years."

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

"so!"

"That's no wonder!"

"It should be okay!"

We discussed it, and a certain gentleman who is far away in Yokohama got high marks because of his alma mater.

Professor Sato frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple: "What does the other party think of Chuya-kun? It is your freedom to pursue happiness, but as a mother, you still have to properly consider the growth of your child."

Rimbaud nodded and swallowed what was in his mouth before opening his mouth to speak: "Ah, it's okay. I talked about the other party's young daughter yesterday, and the reorganized family attaches great importance to this aspect. life at the fingertips."

"Moreover, Mr. Mori runs a clinic in Yokohama, and he is very busy with his work. Usually, Chuya and I still stay in Tokyo. The lives of both parties will not be affected, and there is no intention of me resigning."

Colleagues are relieved to hear this.

It's all about the second marriage with a child, so don't dislike anyone.Both parties are also highly educated intellectuals. Even if there is any unhappiness after marriage, they will quarrel at most, and they can still divorce if they fail.After all, it won't be a fight like the one shown on TV, hahahahahahaha, to find such a suitable candidate for marriage, it seems that Miss Rimbaud's father who is far away overseas still cares about his daughter.

"That's good, that's good. Everyone is very worried about you. We will try to find a way to make him trouble you less. You should prepare well. When you get married, you must tell everyone!"

Professor Sato breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cold oden and chewed it slowly, nodding his head from time to time to express his appreciation.

When Rimbaud, a French girl, first came to the Spanish Language Institute, everyone was a little afraid of her.

There is no other reason, this child is so beautiful, he looks like an exquisite doll.Her expression is always cold, her speech is also cold, her clothes are always two or three layers thicker than others, and she asks for leave from time to time... Later everyone found out that she was in poor health and especially afraid of the cold. His stepson had to be absent frequently, and Rimbaud was indeed a rare language genius at the National University of Foreign Studies, so the professors reluctantly accepted this young colleague who seemed to have entered the education system through other channels.

After getting in touch with her for a while, the old professors suddenly realized...Miss Rimbaud is such an honest and simple-minded person!Walking on the road to help people point out the way, but also to look around for fear of being seen doing good deeds, no wonder she is willing to raise a mop bottle for her husband who died so quickly.

Whether it's a hat, a glove, a pen, or a seal, everything in her hands will quickly disappear, and then reappear from various unexpected places...

Despite all kinds of careless mistakes, Professor Rimbaud, nicknamed "Language Pack Downloader", is willing to lend a helping hand to her colleagues—she is tall, and the files on the shelf can be easily read. Take it down; although she is taciturn, she is sincere, no matter what words reach her, it will be the last stop and will not be spread out; her temperament is actually very peaceful, please give her the materials that are too late to translate, and she will definitely do it in the morning of the agreed day neatly laid out on the table...

Who would hate such an empathetic and cute colleague!

Besides, Rimbaud was also the youngest among many professors in the School of Spanish.A beautiful and well-behaved young girl, living independently with a child, deserves more preferential treatment and encouragement no matter what she thinks.

Many professors were obsessed with research and teaching when they were young, and it was too late when they found themselves alone... Faced with young colleagues who are so much younger than themselves, many of them subconsciously treat her as their own child, and even older ones Tease Professor Rimbaud as a granddaughter.

Miss Rimbaud, who keeps a straight face no matter how funny she is, tries to keep the corners of her mouth down... She's so weird, so cute!

Lunch time ended soon, and a group of professors walked back to the faculty lounge together.Rimbaud has no class in the afternoon, so he can go home after get off work.She cleaned up the desktop, lifted her handbag to say goodbye to colleagues who cared about her, closed the office door and walked to the parking lot, intending to drive out for a drive.

Really, just, get out, hang around.

She drove the car all the way to the parking lot of Isetan, got out of the car, walked in and walked around twice, bought some clothes for her son, checked out and took the spoils into the store's washroom.

A pale golden light flashed, and there was no one in the bathroom cubicle. Miss Rimbaud, who was supposed to be here, appeared on the top floor of the high-end hotel next to Isetan.

A room full of men in black was exchanging two sealed suitcases. Rimbaud waited for a while, and one party left the room after the transaction was completed, and she immediately sent a message out.After the person who stayed in the room opened the box and inspected the goods, he nodded in approval. A light brown shadow appeared out of thin air as quickly as lightning, and the last picture the man in black saw before he fell into darkness was a pair of astonishingly bright brown Eyes—the eye sockets are deep, with a melancholy expression, and the slender eyelashes are like thick small fans. When they hang down, they will close the door to heaven, and when they are lifted, they will make people happy.

The box containing the new nerve agent was brought into the subspace by Rimbaud, and the next second the person reappeared in Isetan's bathroom compartment.

The elegant and intellectual woman stepped on high heels and walked to the sink, looked around at her hair, checked her clothes carefully, and made sure that nothing unpleasant was stained on her, then took out a tube of lipstick from her pocket and slowly touched up her makeup.When she walked out of the bathroom, a sharp siren sounded at the door of the hotel next door, and a gang of illegal transactions was arrested. The room where they were trading was dumped with "corpses". The police officers had every reason to believe that this was a planned crime Premeditated black eat black.

Criminal: "..." Is it so easy for you to detain the charges?Will there be a way for people to survive!

"Corpse": "..." We are not dead yet, we can't just deprive others of their right to life just because they sneaked in from abroad illegally!

Rimbaud drove away from Isetan with a shopping bag. There was no one at home, and she didn't want to go back at the moment, so she went directly to the secret line set up by the Supernatural Secret Service in Tokyo and handed over the box: "No bargaining, one piece There must be no less children, otherwise I will refuse to accept orders in the future."

Sakaguchi, pretending to be an investment broker, took the glasses and took the box she pushed over: "Don't worry, it will be credited in full. Thank you for your contribution to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, ma'am."

Rimbaud let out a "hehe": "It's better for you to remove the supervision of Zhongye than to say something nice."

Mr. Sakaguchi paused, and raised his eyes to look at this too young and beautiful mother: "We understand your feelings, but as a laboratory survivor, the basic bottom line for A5158 to continue a normal life is to accept government supervision. I know you have The ability to control his ability to run wild... But Miss Lanbo, to put it bluntly, one day we parents will bid farewell to the world before our children. Without your monitoring, the Central Plains is a star that may explode at any time bomb."

The black muzzle of the gun touched Sakaguchi's forehead at some point, and the black-haired man stared fearlessly into Rimbaud's bright brown eyes: "If my life can appease your anger, please take it away."

"Hey, boring glasses."

Rimbaud put down the gun, and the mobile phone dinged at the right time to send a message. She looked down and saw that it was a reminder to transfer money to the account.After counting the long string of zeros, Rimbaud felt better again.

"Let's go, Sheng Hui. Welcome to cooperate next time, no discount."

She stuffed her phone into her pocket, and the heels of her shoes hit the floor tiles in a crisp rhythm. Everyone outside the office thought it was an agreement between the client and the agent. It seems that Mr. Sakaguchi signed another big deal today, which is really enviable. !

As for Mr. Sakaguchi Heigo, who is admired by his fake colleagues?After Rimbaud left the office, he dared to take off his glasses and kneaded his brows vigorously.Ms. Lan Bo, she is really easygoing. A person like him who is naturally rigorous and careful and good at hiding emotions is really too hard on this type. I don’t know if it’s okay to just change someone to be her contact person in the transfer report now...

Well, he just thought about it, and knew it would definitely not work without trying.

In any case, she is really thankful for accepting the "external employment" of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. The chief Taneda Shantou is so excited that he stays in the office every day singing ditties.

In Japan, a country full of strange and unnatural abilities, there are very few big bosses who have great strength and are willing to accept the management of the government. The supernatural spy department is not Scepter4, which can attract handsome and powerful young people. They follow each other... They don't expect Rimbaud to be easy to talk to, as long as they can buy each other's labor with money, that's enough.

Just... just go out once in a while to settle some troubles, really!

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

As a college pet

"Frail"

Professor Rimbaud

part-time job

amazing job

PS: Mr. Sakaguchi here is the father of Ango Sakaguchi. Ango is probably handing in a blank paper at school now.