Early the next morning, Mr. Mori, who was driven into the study with his pillow and quilt, got up early, changed his clothes and rushed to work at the port.Yesterday, Black Lizard picked up a bunch of "trophies" on the street and went back to work overtime overnight. It is said that the harvest is very good, and he can hold his head high and bully his colleagues.

Mori Ogai returned to his post in good spirits to find other people's troubles, and made up his mind to pour the deflated rice that he ate at home yesterday on top of other organizations—if he didn't eat it, he had to eat it for me!There is no reason for me to be cut at home and you laughing and carefree?

Let's all die together!

As soon as he left, Natsume Soseki left after breakfast.

After a long night of knee-to-neck talks with the senior disciples, some information about the family members of the junior disciples has already been understood.From now on, he doesn't care about Mori Ogai's life or death. His apprentice and daughter-in-law can completely take over the control of PortMafia from him.

Fukuzawa Yukichi was very face-saving and asked Rimbaud to find a way to report the marriage information to the farming chief - he could not hide for a while, so Rimbaud changed his clothes and went to the Supernatural Secret Service with him.

Refreshing household registration information is one thing, submitting tasks is another, and by the way, you have to resign...or be persuaded to quit.

The two of them walked together and took public transportation to the office of the Ability Secret Service Division stationed in Yokohama.The whole journey was relatively silent. When I walked to the garden outside the Ministry of Internal Affairs and waited, Fukuzawa Yukichi looked down at the junior wearing a blue puff sleeve dress: "If you feel that you can't stand it any day, just give me a call."

What he meant was: If you can't stand it, just call me, and I'll teach that guy who can't learn to behave.

Brothers have the power to educate and advise juniors, so there is no problem.

But he didn't talk at all, no matter how he listened to it, it made people feel that there was something wrong.Professor Lan Bo understood what he wanted to express, nodded and shook his head: "Thanks, but there is no need."

With Fukuzawa Yukichi as a person, he was able to make him say such a thing. I think he was so angry that Mori jumped his feet a few years ago.Otherwise, it cannot be so firmly determined that Mr. Mori always needs to be cut.But if you really want him to bite the bullet and become a mediator in the couple's family affairs... Forget it, it's better not to embarrass the lone swordsman Yinlang.

Professor Rimbaud believes that "education" is more appropriate to do it yourself.

In the office of Changtian Shantouhuo, the bald chief ordered someone to take over the illegal immigrants who had been imprisoned in a small dark room all night, and then asked someone to bring tea and arranged for Miss Rimbaud to sit, which was a bit too lenient for her. On the chair: "That's it. Regarding your current position, I have two suggestions. One is to directly become a regular employee of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the other is to leave the post and go home to rest temporarily."

He frankly told the content of his transaction with the leader of PortMafia, and then quietly told her about an issue that was being discussed internally-the opinion on how to deal with the man-made supernatural power Chuya Nakahara.

The main reason Rimbaud, a French citizen, voluntarily stayed in Japan to be supervised and agreed to be used by the Supernatural Secret Service was to allow the child to have a normal and complete social identity.In the past few years, Zhongyuan Zhong has also maintained a stable and optimistic state, just like any ordinary school-age boy who goes to and from school and lives regularly.All the teachers who taught him spoke very highly of him. He lived a more serious life than anyone else, and he had to look like a real and normal healthy human being.

Not only physically sound, but also a sound personality.

Theoretically, if this momentum continues to develop, the Central Plains can completely lift the monitoring and obtain the freedom and rights that citizens should have before they reach adulthood, but things have changed in other ways right now.

The darker seventh agency focused its attention on this early "semi-finished product" of the military after cultivating a man-made superhuman ability team.No matter what kind of proposal, these follow-up opinions are different from the conditions that Tantian Shantouhuo agreed to Rimbaud.He believed that his subordinates would be able to think of a solution to the problem, so he notified the top-secret information that should have been kept secret in advance-it was better than angering Rimbaud in the end and adding a completely out-of-control Central Plains, the big pit on Radium Bowl Street Up to now, it is still displayed under the fortress in the concession area for people to see.

It is very clear who can order and who has to be smoothed out.

Sure enough, Rimbaud's expression suddenly turned ugly, and the unconcealable murderous and bloody smell even made the guards hiding outside the corridor weak in fright—the murderous intent was not aimed at them.

The Chief Farmer, who was facing the angry subordinate, hurriedly comforted him: "I give you two suggestions, you should compare them carefully. Become a full member of the Supernatural Secret Service, and Mr. Zhongye will be fully protected by the Supernatural Secret Service as a family member; leave completely. Supernatural Secret Service Division, you can also use extraterritorial power to resist the 'invitation' of the Seventh Agency."

"Both paths are fine, it's up to you to choose."

Rimbaud took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "In this case, I choose to resign. I will wait until the financial department settles the salary. Please take care of yourself in the future. If there is something that cannot be solved... your face is on my There are three more chances here."

In this way, she will not feel ashamed of her boss because of Mori Ogai's incident.

Originally intending to tell the farming chief that there was something wrong with his significant other, but facing the threat of the seventh agency, Rimbaud subconsciously shut his mouth and restrained his breath and said nothing.

If you say it, the bald head will probably jump off the building today...

After leaving the office, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was waiting for her in the atrium garden, simply asked, "How is it?"

"I resigned and retired, but I didn't say anything about Mr. Mori. The situation is complicated and it's difficult to explain it for a while. I won't talk about this topic today. I'll find the farming chief to explain it another day."

She is more anxious to go to school to see Zhongye, and prepare to accompany him if necessary—she has heard about the virtues of the seventh institution.It is a place without humanity, etiquette and shame at all, and it is a gathering place for the "demons" who give up being the heart of human beings for the benefit of more people.

Professor Rimbaud admires those who are willing to give up everything for the sake of the country, but he doesn't like them to focus on Chuya.Didn't you send a **** "god" in earlier, and you are not satisfied?If you continue to make trouble, if you continue to make trouble, you will smash your rotten heads!

Watching the petite back who turned away after saying goodbye, Fukuzawa Yukichi fell into deep thought, and stood in the atrium until Taneda Yamato sent someone to invite him into the office.

Why don't you just ask, what happened?

On the other side, Rimbaud took a taxi and rushed all the way to the gate of the High School Affiliated to Yokohama University. Seeing that school was about to end, as soon as the bell rang, groups of students came out of the campus with schoolbags on their backs.

Zhong Ye is more than a year older than his peers, and the 14-year-old boy is not conspicuous in a group of junior high school students... Thinking about how I was always short and stubby when I was a child, it was not until I entered the growth period that I quickly grew taller Well, Rimbaud wasn't too worried about his height.Boys, it doesn't matter if they grow up later, they will always grow up.

——This child has developed to the point where he can't care less about any high-level expression. Parents really shouldn't continue to add extra pressure to him.

After standing outside and waiting for a while, the orange-haired boy came out with his classmates. When he looked up, he saw Rimbaud waiting under the tree.His classmates were even more excited than him. Seeing that the two knew each other well, they immediately gathered around and yelled: "Zhong Yuan, is this your sister? Do you have a boyfriend? If not, you must leave it to me! "

"Get out of here!"

It was hard to say anything, so he drove away a group of toads who wanted to eat swan meat, and pushed Rimbaud towards home: "Why did you come to school suddenly?"

"Oh, I resigned from my job at the Supernatural Secret Service Division, so I came to see you and go home together."

"Let's just resign. Every time you go out, you have to worry about whether you will target the wrong person again."

This joke was made when Rimbaud took him thousands of miles to chase the target in the early years.At that time, there were only two kinds of Asians in Rimbaud's eyes - Nakahara Chuya, and others.She couldn't tell the difference between Asians and Asians at all, and could only rely on clothing and habitual movements to determine whether she was aiming at her own target...

Now Chuya also uses the TAC-50 herself, so I can't understand why she can't recognize other people's faces clearly.

The boy suddenly became playful, and he raised his arm and put it on Rimbaud's shoulder: "It's still early, do you want to play games together? Will you?"

"Ha ha!"

Professor Rimbaud, who became famous on the streets of Paris at a young age, said that there is no such thing as a generation gap, and no matter how wild you are, you will never be as wild as your old lady.

So the two found a game hall along the street and walked in.

An hour later, the little professor with a lollipop in her mouth beat the super confident Mr. Zhongyuan in video games, and was sent out by the owner of the game hall with a bag of tokens, figures, and plush dolls——she The luck is really good!It's so good that any operation related to luck will definitely take the most correct path in the dark.

"Miss is very lucky, I suggest buying a lottery ticket around the corner~"

The hand-made dolls in the claw machine are almost wiped out by the two "brothers and sisters", and the boss will cry if he doesn't send them away...

That's a limited edition gashapon figure!So how exactly did you clip it?

"Oh, let's go home for dinner~"

Walking slowly along the road hand in hand in the setting sun, the evening wind blew Nakaya's orange hair wildly, Rimbaud looked at him from the side, with a rare look of confusion in his eyes: "..."

Is this comfortable and boring life arranged by me arbitrarily, or do you really want it?

She doesn't understand.

Mr. Rimbaud never taught his daughter what life is, what marriage is, what education is, and what family is. All of them are carried out by her secret envy and imagination when she was young.

——What did you want at that time?

She wants to be fed and clothed, to have a complete family, to be able to read and write, and to have enough pocket money... She wants to be that kind of "decent person" that everyone admires, so she raised her according to this path. Educate your own children.But Chuya, is he really willing to bury or even annihilate his abilities, and try his best to pretend to be harmless and mix in the crowd?

In other words, can others allow him to live this kind of peaceful life...

"what's wrong!"

The young man carelessly pressed down his frizzy hair, with a schoolbag slung across his shoulders. He is not tall but well-proportioned: "Why are you so weird?"

"I was wondering... Am I caring about you too much?" Rimbaud was a little unsure, and Chuya frowned with an expression of "Oh my god, did you eat something wrong": "Huh? You Caring about me too much? What have you cared about me?"

"Uh... just... you are not allowed to play with the kids in those street gangs..."

Miss Professor looked up at the sky, and after thinking for a long time, she came up with such a sentence. The orange-haired boy rumpled his mother's neat long hair with a palm: "Is there a mistake? If what you said is right, then I will listen to you." Yours. What's the problem?"

"It's impossible for you to live 11 years longer than me for nothing!"

The boy's brows and eyes were open-minded, and his orange hair looked like a burning flame in the setting sun.

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