[Comprehensive Manga] Specially do logistics for elves!

"You're here." Awashima turned around, and was taken aback when his eyes fell on him, "What's wrong with your face?"

Hearing the question from Deputy Office Manager Awashima, everyone looked over strangely, and saw a red fist mark on Fushimi's handsome side, he turned his face unnaturally to avoid their gaze , but in vain.

"Tsk! I met a wolf-like animal on the road, and there was a little girl next to it. I just got a little closer and attacked me." Fushimi's tone was full of displeasure, and his face was already gloomy. heavier.

Takuya:……

Everyone: Pfft!

Takuya twitched the corner of his mouth cryptically, it should be... not what he imagined, right? _(:3」∠)_

Although all the r4 people present were also very curious about who the wolf who could only punch their no.3 punch was, but now the punch marks on his face are obviously more joyful.

The veins on Fushimi's forehead popped, and he quickly threw a few throwing knives towards those who laughed most obviously.

The red throwing knife accurately pierced the toes of those people, and their feet were about to be useless by a few millimeters away.

Several people swallowed hard, staring at the flying knives on the ground and stepped back a few steps.

"Mr. Fushimi, where's that little girl?" Takuya asked at the right time.

Fushimi glared at him, and replied unwillingly, "After the beating, he saw me clearly, and just slipped away."

"...Go back and ask the people in the infirmary to apply it to you." Awashima's mouth also twitched suspiciously, and she hesitated for a while before exhorting with concern.

"Tsk!" The irritable Fushimi turned his back directly to them, and he said in a gloomy voice that everyone could hear: "If I see that wolf again, I will definitely skin it!"

Takuya: He will never let Riolu appear in front of you again! _(:3」∠)_

"Okay, bring these people back to the village, and close the team now!" Awashima waved his arm, and the r4 people responded neatly and started working.

Watching R4's logistics personnel use a stretcher to transport away the people who had been electrocuted into black lumps by Pikachu, Takuya left Awashima's troops on the grounds of seeing if there were any people in need of help nearby.

Walking to the place where the little girl was, the little girl has probably been rescued by r4 people, and there is no one here.

Takuya walked ahead, and a figure suddenly fell from the cracked ceiling.

"Aww!" Little Riolu stood in front of Takuya and waved his arms at him.

"Leolu, thank you for protecting that little girl." Tuoya patted its head, and little Leolu's cute eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"...Speaking of which, did you beat a man with glasses, a gloomy face, and a uniform like mine?"

"Aw...?" Little Riolu froze. At first it was really wary of anyone approaching the little girl, but Fushimi suddenly appeared, and it punched the car without stopping the car for a moment. It found out that it was the boss of its owner, and because of a guilty conscience, it simply ran away. Anyway, with him around, the little girl should not have any problems, and it is convenient for it to protect secretly.

It's just that it didn't expect that it didn't have time to take the initiative to admit its mistake to Tuo, and Tuo knew about it.

Little Riolu was very frustrated, his little head drooped, as if he was a child who committed a crime and was caught by his parents.

Takuya amusedly increased the strength of the hand rubbing its head, and said: "Remember, the next time you see the person you hit, you must slip away." Otherwise, Mr. Fushimi might really pick it up. I got your skin_(:3」∠)_

"Aww!" Although he didn't understand why, Takuya nodded his head to show that he understood.

"Okay, come back now, thank you for your hard work today." Takuya took out Riolu's Poké Ball and took it back.

After clearing up some funeral affairs, the r4 people escorted the ten superpowers back to the village.

In a way, the process of R4 is similar to that of the police. Every time a person with superpowers makes trouble, it must be clearly written in the report afterwards, and the transcript of the interrogation of the person with superpowers must be attached.

"Which of you will be in today's interrogation?" Awashima folded his arms and asked several people standing in a row in the room. This time, the superpowers are obviously in the late stage of the second disease, and she can't stand their speechless ideas devastated.

"Ah, I remembered, I haven't finished the report Mr. Fushimi asked me to rewrite!" Daoming Temple was the first to withdraw decisively.

"Me too! Mr. Fushimi asked me to enter the data last night, and I haven't finished it yet!" Busch also followed in the footsteps of Daoming Temple.

"I haven't finished sorting out my materials, so I'm leaving." Enomoto also found a reason to escape.

"I, me, me! My that..." Ri Gao "I" couldn't think of a good reason for a long time, and was so anxious that he was sweating.

"Well, Daomingsi and the others worked so hard, I'll use special red beans to make them a bowl of red bean rice." Awashima nodded in relief, and turned to enter the most frightening place in the r4 village—the kitchen!

"Mr. Hidaka, Deputy Director Awashima has so many things to do, we have to share more for her, just leave the interrogation to us." Takuya grabbed Hidaka's arm and dragged him towards the interrogation After entering the room, he quickly locked the door, and at the same time turned off the microphone that could be connected to the room.

In this way, even if Deputy Director Awashima made red bean rice and called them to eat, they could escape the disaster with a reason they didn't hear.

The more Takuya thought about it, the more he felt that he was too witty_(:3」∠)_

After seeing Momoi's dark cuisine, in the world of "k", Takuya once again saw a different kind of dark cuisine - the red bean rice produced by Deputy Director Awashima.

In the interrogation room, Takuya undoubtedly had a very painful life. With a normal outlook, he was forced to listen to the second-to-extreme theories of superpowers, and all kinds of exhaustion in it could hardly be expressed in words.

Although he successfully escaped the special red bean rice served by Deputy Chief Awashima, when Takuya and Hidaka came out of the interrogation room, they were completely wiped out like eggplants beaten by frost.

Takuya used a piece of paper to rewrite a record of the superpowers. The handwriting on the original paper, because the heart's ability to bear it was on the verge of collapse, caused his handwriting to take off so that it was almost unrecognizable .

By the time the work at hand was finished, it was already dark.

Takuya tidied up the messy desktop, picked up the report he had written and the transcript of the interrogation and handed it to Fushimi who was working overtime every day.

"... Barely qualified." Fushimi squeezed out these words after reading the report. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he wanted Takuya's report to be unqualified and asked him to go back and rewrite it.

"Then, Mr. Fushimi, I'll get off work first." Takuya said casually, but was stopped when he was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Fushimi raised his head from the pile of materials, his face that habitually showed an impatient expression was full of malice, "As a caring boss, I have reported your problem today. To the head of the office, he asked you to find him before get off work."

Takuya:"……"

"What's the matter? Are you still going? The room manager is waiting for you." Fushimi smiled gloatingly.

"...Thank you Fushimi-san for your concern." Takuya twitched the corners of his mouth, bowed slightly and left the room.

Thinking of what Fushimi said to him today, I don't even need to guess what problem he reported to the room chief.

Although he didn't want to go, Takuya still bravely walked to the door of the chief's office.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door, Takuya heard the familiar words "Please come in" from inside and pushed the door open.

"Director." Takuya went in and closed the door. When he walked to the desk, he found that the chief who thought he was working seriously was playing with a solid-color puzzle.

"You're here, Kazama-kun." Munakata put the last white puzzle piece on the platter with a smile on his lips.

"Mr. Fushimi just told me that the chief is waiting for me." Takuya replied with lowered eyes.

"Fushimi-kun is really lazy." Munakata smiled, but he asked Fushimi to notify Kazama to come over a few hours ago.

"Mr. Fushimi has a lot to do." Takuya casually excused his nominal boss.

"Indeed." Munakata nodded, crossed his fingers under his chin, and looked at Takuya calmly, "How is it, Kazama-kun, after staying in r4 for so long, are you still used to it?"

"There's nothing I'm not used to. The seniors in R4 are very friendly to me."

"That's it, that's good. Although Kazama-kun is the youngest in the r4 fencing maneuver class spy team, your ability is very strong in the group. I'm worried that you won't be able to adapt to this environment." As the King of Blue, Munakata naturally knows the abilities of each of his clans. Coupled with Takuya's super power of illusion, it can be said that he has no opponent under the king.

"Thank you for your concern, the head of the office. I like this place very much."

"Well, then I don't worry." Munakata seemed to have thought of something suddenly, he frowned and said: "Even so, I still have negligence, you just assigned a saber, you still don't know how to use a sword, even if you let Fushimi take you looking at you, but he himself is not the type who will carefully guide newcomers, hasn’t he taught you how to draw a sword after staying for so long?”

"...Mr. Fushimi is very busy. He said that he is not good at drawing swords. He prefers flying knives to swords." Takuya replied calmly.

"That's true, I was careless." Munakata covered his mouth with his hands, as if he was thinking about something.

"..." In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't teach him how to draw a sword, he would rather be a technician than join the shameful sword-drawing unit _(:3」∠)_

"How about this, you go to the dojo in the village tomorrow, and I will let Mr. Zenjo guide you in the way of swordsmanship."

Mr. Zenjo...

Tuo also thought of that serious face with a scar on the bridge of the nose, and suddenly felt very tired...