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

"Your subordinates are quite interesting."

The big men in black almost turned into husband-seeking stones, but were finally driven away by the lord.Professor Rimbaud, who was onlookers, wanted to clap his hands to express his excitement, but in the end, considering that he wanted something from others, he reluctantly held back his gloating paws.

Ebisu didn't hear the teasing in her words, and responded quite seriously: "They are all my important tools, and they must be carefully maintained so that they can be used at any time."

Comparing the subordinates to tools or something, an ordinary person will most likely start to completely clear the favorability and start the plot of the confrontation branch.However, Professor Rimbaud is not an ordinary person, and she heard his concern and gentleness hidden in his words - there is no need to let them suffer.

It turned out that his face just looked unkind.

"Whatever you say, by the way, what do you want from the bar?" As a party who treats guests and also wants to get information from others, she feels that she can be more attentive.

The man next to him was in a suit and leather shoes, with black hair and green eyes, looking like an urban elite.Ms. Professor felt that izakaya and lively bars where young people gather are not suitable for him, so she could only temporarily search the Internet for a clean bar that was evaluated as "quiet".

This generation of Yebisu has yet to set foot in a bar or something.The business of wine has never been bad at any time, even in the era of the Great Depression.In addition, Daobiao Yanya never allowed other artifacts to take him to those sensual places, so...

So he followed Rimbaud ignorantly, not worried at all.

Miss Professor, who does not intend to work part-time as a "Shenkou" salesperson, leads the way according to the map signs, and there are frequent situations along the way.

"Mr. Ebisu?" She reached out and grabbed Ebisu's sleeve in time to drag the god who had gone in the wrong direction back from the bus lane. The other party looked blank: "I saw no one walking there..."

"It's just that no one is walking, so you have to think about why no one is walking. If it is a road that can be walked, who wants to squeeze together?" During the speech, a double-decker bus roared past, bringing Professor Rimbaud Long hair: "Look, this is not the way for people to walk."

Really, he still lacks common sense compared to when he was a child, even though he is so tall, he doesn't know how long he has lived, and he is as ignorant of life as a child.

It turned out that I was not saved!Professor Rimbaud, who is handicapped at level ten, suddenly felt that he could not give up treatment.

Miss Lanbo, who rescued Mr. Shenming from the embarrassment of falling on the ground countless times, stood at the door of the bar and wiped the black line on her head with a sigh of relief: "Here we are, here it is."

The European-style decoration facing the street made her very fond of it, and the inside was very clean from the glass window.She stepped forward to push open the heavy wooden door and walked in, Yebisu followed behind, for some reason, she suddenly stumbled with her left foot, raised her face with her right foot, and bumped into the light box in the window.

If he really turned his head up and bumped hard, probably this would be the beginning of another Great Depression.Rimbaud quickly reached out to grab his collar, but because the opponent was too tall, he had to give up. Instead, he took half a step forward, turned around and raised his hand to support Ebisu's shoulder, blocking him between him and the colorful light box.

From a distance, it seemed that Mr. Ebisu had slapped a long-haired lady in a rather domineering CEO posture.

Several young people who walked to the door together and planned to leave the bar blew a long whistle and let out a strange cry, and Mr. Shenming blushed.

"I'm sorry... I, that..." He staggered as if he was frozen and regained his footing with the lady's strength, lowered his head and stared at the shoes, as if there was a gold mine on the ground.Rimbaud followed his gaze and looked down... Oh, it turned out that the shoelaces were untied.

She took a step back to give the too-innocent man enough room to untangle his shoelaces.

Ebisu squatted down to save face as if she had been pardoned.

3 minutes... 5 minutes... 10 minutes later, Rimbaud watched helplessly as he tied his fingers into a flower.

"..."

You're in your thirties even by appearance, but you can't even tie your shoelaces?

Ebisu's face was bright red, wishing to bump his head against the light box and directly replace and erase this memory...

After 10 minutes, Professor Rimbaud felt that enough was enough and there was no need to give him another chance to wait.Ebisu's talents and skills are probably all focused on making money, and her life skills are simply infinite waste.No wonder there are so many people around him, and it's not enough to deal with his emergencies without it.

She raised her hands to pin her hair behind her ears, squatted down and tore off the shoelaces twice, and slapped his freed hands away. Two seconds later, a delicate and strong bow appeared on the shoes.

Professor Rimbaud took out a wet towel to wipe his hands, perfectly missing the handkerchief that the other party took out of his pocket.

"That's it, can you...can you drink alcoholic beverages?" If you can't, just find a milk tea shop on the street.

Ebisu nodded silently, took the initiative to find a hidden place in the corner and sat down, stumbled and kicked down the trash can next to her.

Rimbaud: "..."

How stupid?

With such a "giant baby" in the true sense, Rimbaud didn't dare to drink any mixed wine for him. If he drank too much, he didn't know what problems would happen, so he sat down and motioned for the bartender to order two glasses Sparkling Lemonade.

It was just sparkling lemonade, and it was quickly served in a very beautiful glass and placed in front of them, the two of them faced each other across the table without saying a word.

"That..." Ebisu really wanted to explain that the incoordination of her limbs was indeed innate, and she didn't do it for the sake of gaining others' attention, but after thinking about it, she was afraid that the more she explained, the less she could explain, she opened her mouth in disbelief. Knowing what to say, in the end he could only lower his head in frustration and be angry with himself.

It's actually quite aggrieved.

Professor Lan Bo pretended that he didn't see such a serious and stupid person, looked away, coughed and started to talk about today's important topic: "I have something to ask you, um...about Zhongye." She put down The cup in his hand was thoughtful: "There is no doubt that Zhongyuanzhong is also a human being, but since that incident a few years ago..."

She described in detail what happened in the underground military base, and finally sighed: "It is meaningless to argue about who is right and who is wrong. All the researchers who participated in the human experiment died in the explosion without exception. If there is hell in the world, it will naturally be punished by gods and Buddhas separately, and has little to do with the people who are still alive. The only thing that needs to be solved right now is how to let Chuya control the erupting Rage God."

"In other words, let Rage God learn to control his furious self."

The straw inserted in the cup was bitten by her and swayed left and right. After listening carefully, Ebisu gave his advice: "The ancient gods cannot be controlled, just like natural disasters. If they can be controlled, they will be destroyed." It will be regarded as a disaster. If you must ask for a solution, you can ask Sugawara Michizane, or..."

His expression was very serious, and he didn't realize how cruel the next words were: "Maybe you can become the artifact of the Rage God and control his words and deeds as a Beacon."

"God can't be wrong. The so-called right or wrong are all human values."

Artifacts are human beings who did not want to die but died in vain. The conditions for their formation were very strict, and most of them took the form of sacrifice in ancient times.Modern society can no longer do this, so there are fewer and fewer artifacts, and even fewer can become beacons.This is also the reason why he wanted to buy his Zhuqi Xueyin from Yetou Shen.

Wishing is a collection of loyalty and ability, it can be said that there is no one in a million, and of course it will be treated differently by the gods.

"If this is the case..." Rimbaud thought about it, and felt that it would not work.

Leaving aside the mysterious probability of success, the proposition of "how to use the objective environment to kill yourself under the subjective premise that you don't want to die" is itself a paradox that cannot be completed.

However, this is not a last resort.

Rimbaud recalled the dangers of certain jobs, and he really didn't know how many times he would have died if he had changed himself. He immediately felt that this method was not impossible.Who knew that one day and one mission would turn the boat over, besides being able to leave a large inheritance to his son, there would be such benefits... Thinking about it, it's really not a loss.

"I understand." She nodded with satisfaction, "Then please, if one day I have an accident, I will do this."

Speechless, it was replaced by Ebisu: "..."

Don't you... don't take your own life seriously? ? ?

Professor Lan Bo smiled boldly: "My job is very dangerous. Even if I try to avoid it, I can't guarantee it will be safe. No one knows when the end will suddenly appear. It is really a pleasure to have a trustworthy person entrusted to me. thing!"

The red leaves flying all over the sky outside the window became her background, Ebisu saw the dancing golden spots on her hair, retracted other words and nodded: "Understood, leave it to me."

If it has not been replaced by then.

As soon as this topic ended, there was silence again. Mr. Shenming, who didn't want to miss the rare opportunity, racked his brains to come up with a topic: "My shrines are all by the sea. If I can occasionally meet you in the shrine, I think I will be very happy." Happy. What do you want? As the god of business and wealth, I can give you whatever you want, would you like to come to the shrine to chat with me occasionally?"

This remark was thoughtless, and even had a somewhat unseemly implication.However, Rimbaud could tell that he didn't have any meaning behind his words, he just said what he thought in his heart, unexpectedly similar to Oda Sakunosuke.

She smiled and straightened her hair and lowered her head to smash the lemon slices lying under the cup with a straw. The simple wedding ring on her left ring finger was extremely dazzling in the afternoon sun: "Of course I'm fine if I just visit my friends occasionally to complain and chat. But , have you really figured out what exactly you want?"

The winter wind blows the fallen leaves and dances, and the warmth in her bright brown eyes is clear.Ebisu felt dizzy and didn't know what to say, let alone let her go.

There is a strange story in Japan - when the gods particularly like a certain human being, they will take him away and hide him so that others will not find them. This kind of inexplicable disappearance is usually called "King Hidden".

"I'm sorry, I don't know... I haven't encountered such a mood before." He frowned in embarrassment: "It's very impolite to hide from the dependents of other gods, I think I should go back and ask Yan Ya, What is this feeling of being sad because I can't see you?"

"Please." She smiled and waved her palms in front of him, then got up and went to the bar to pay the bill.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Mori sensei

danger overhead

Professor Rimbaud

put on the hat

pushed out

Sorry for the lateness, I have been helping my relatives with the PPT and video of the New Year's concert these few days, and I have to help with the rehearsal. I am really too busy!