[Comprehensive Manga] Specially do logistics for elves!

"Hum, hum, hum~" Daoming Si hummed softly, and walked into the office, "Is Mr. Kazama here? Mr. Kazama?"

Shouted a few times, but no one answered, Daoming Temple walked around to Takuya's desk, and saw him buried his face in his arms and remained motionless.

"Sleeping during working hours...it's really rare." Daoming Si said strangely, and Rigao at the next table patted his arm lightly.

"Well, Kazama-kun has never touched swordsmanship before. For this matter, the head of the room specially invited Mr. Zenjo to train him..."

Hearing the word "Shan Tiao", Daoming Si's body stiffened immediately. He still remembered that when he first joined r4, Mr. Shan Tiao gave him warm and loving guidance, life was like death!

Thinking about it this way, it’s not surprising that Takuya has some abnormalities_(:3」∠)_

"...Senior in front of me, this time I will handle these tasks for the poor junior." Daoming Si smiled stiffly, since he barely survived Mr. The word "article" makes me nervous and numb all over.

In the office, everyone considerately lowered the sound of their movements, trying not to disturb Takuya's sleep, but there are always some people who are restless and want to make trouble.

Within ten minutes, there was a sharp siren from the horn in the village.

Takuya sat up reflexively, his eyelids hadn't opened yet, he stood up and straightened his clothes before his eyes opened a crack.

Hanging his saber on his waist, Takuya walked out of the door in a daze, but his movements were clean.

"Ah! Kazama! You went wrong!" Hidaka pulled back the person who was about to hit the wall, sighed, and dragged him directly to gather outside.

After running for a while, Takuya quickly came back to his senses, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and thanked him gratefully: "Mr. Hidaka, thank you."

"You're welcome, anyway, I'm also your senior." Hidaka smiled cheerfully, like a little sun.

Walking to the meeting point, Deputy Director Awashima was already sitting in the car, full of heroic spirit, caught a glimpse of a few people rushing over, frowned and shouted, "Hurry up!"

"Hi!"

After getting in the car, Takuya patted his cheek with his hands, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"Kazama-kun, how are you doing under Mr. Zenjo recently?" Busch asked with a light smile.

"... As far as kendo is concerned, it is indeed terrifyingly powerful." Takuya touched his red forehead. A few days ago, Mr. Zenjo put a wooden knife on his forehead. A big bag, the big bag has disappeared in a few days, but it is still a red piece.

"Hmph, a strict teacher produces an excellent apprentice." Fushimi Liangliang said while typing on the keyboard in front of the computer.

Takuya stared at him with dead fish eyes and resentment all over his body.

"...How should I put it, every time Kazama-kun and Mr. Fushimi get along, it feels very scary..." Daoming Temple twitched the corners of his mouth and stammered.

The three members of the four-person group of children with other problems nodded in agreement.

Arriving at the scene where the outsiders were causing trouble, Takuya followed the main force and just got out of the car when he heard Deputy Chief Awashima give him a series of tasks and said to him: "Before going to work, the chief said that this time you will be formally involved in drawing swords." In the team, perform well!"

"..." What do you mean, how do you draw your sword in shame?_(:3」∠)_

"Heh~" Fushimi pushed his reflective glasses, with a nasty curve at the corner of his mouth.

"The sword-drawing team is about to prepare, isn't Mr. Fushimi gathering?" Takuya asked coolly, staring at him blankly with brown eyes.

"Ah, I'm a technician. I don't need to participate in drawing swords for such a small role." Fushimi's eyes through a lens are full of malice and spectacle. He said maliciously, "As a Your mentor, how can you miss the first knife drawing ceremony in your life."

"Mr. Fushimi, it will be more convincing if you hide that expression of watching the show well." Takuya said calmly.

"Tsk, I want you to take care of it!"

"Everyone! Prepare to draw your sword!" Awashima ordered, and the members of the youth team stood up neatly.

Takuya awkwardly stood at the back, hearing Awashima being the first to call out his name with great momentum and draw his sword, the corners of his eyebrows were twitching.

The place where the outsiders are making trouble is in the city center, where there is a lot of traffic. Although r4's support staff tried their best to evacuate the people, they only kept them at a certain distance, and they were surrounded by people shouting loudly in the huge square. Draw a knife with the name...

Ah, there is nothing to love in life...

Takuya's inner villain had a dog face, and he put his hand on the saber at his waist after the person beside him drew out his sword.

"... Kazama, draw your sword." The voice was so low that only the people around could hear it.

Takuya followed the teachings of Mr. Zenjo these days, and pulled out the saber "Zerozhi" that was awarded by Mr. Munakata himself on the day he joined r4.

The sharp blade is very cold, and it weighs a lot in the hand, but this weight is nothing to Takuya.

After taking the first step, everything is so natural.

Anyway, after doing everything, Takuya no longer cared about the mess, and dispersed according to the instructions of Deputy Director Awashima. After seeing Mr. Akiyama making a gesture, Takuya nodded to him.

Softly walked around behind the outsiders, taking advantage of the other members of the special task force of the r4 fencing maneuver class to attract their attention, Takuya quickly stepped forward and knocked several people unconscious with the back of the knife. Deputy Director Awashima has rushed over with other people.

Although there were a lot of outsiders in this event, they were all a bunch of mobs, and there was no high-level opponent. R4 ended this field trip very efficiently.

"Yeah, yeah~ It's so boring, I thought I could do a lot today." Daoming Temple put the knife into the scabbard regretfully, sighed and said helplessly. "Recently sitting in the office is really about to get moldy, and the bones are stiff~"

"Compared to working in the field, I still prefer to sit in the office and blow on the air conditioner and drink tea." Enomoto kicked an outsider who was unwilling to get up and attack them, and stepped on his back and passed directly.

"It's Enomoto who is so lifeless that you look like an old man~" Daoming Temple spread his hands and complained.

Takuya looked around and confirmed that there were no remnants of outsiders around. Just as he was about to go back to the r4 duty car to rest for a while, he heard a refreshing young boy's voice full of impatience.

"I just said why there is so much movement, it really is your King of Green!"

Takuya hadn't had time to look back to see who was talking to r4 like that, but the first person to react was Fushimi, who was impatient and complaining about everything.

"I thought who it was, it turned out to be mi↘sa→ki↗~"

Takuya: ...Who can tell him who this idiot-looking man is?

"Axi! It has appeared!" Daoming Temple lowered his voice and covered his mouth with one hand and said to Takuya.

"Ah..." Takuya blinked, and suddenly remembered that shortly after joining r4, a group of seniors couldn't bear to see Fushimi speak harshly to him, and told him a lot of Fushimi's "weaknesses".

Among them, the one who caused him the most intense reaction was Hatta Misaki from Barbara. Every time he met this person, Fushimi would transform from "no.4 of impatient r3" into a person who can use "mi↘sa→ki" ↗" This is the perverted idiot who calls that person's name_(:3」∠)_

"I told you not to call me that! You stinky monkey!" The orange-haired boy in a hood was furious, and he rushed towards Fushimi on a skateboard with red flames.

With a weird smile on his face, Fushimi pointed a blue flame-blazing knife at the boy's skateboard, and said "mi↘sa→ki↗" viciously while hitting it.

"Fushimi guy! We're closing the team now!" Awashima frowned, "There are still so many people watching here! It's really..."

"It's outrageous." Tuoya calmly looked at the red and blue who were fighting together, and lightly added three words for her.

"... Kazama! Stop them!" Awashima caught sight of the people around him, and immediately grabbed Takuya's young man.

"Eh? Why me?" Takuya opened his eyes slightly, he was just a newcomer.

"Only you can stop them here."

"..." Isn't there only you, deputy director Awashima?

Takuya stared at her, but Awashima didn't look at him, and went straight to the side to direct r4's work.

"...It's really troublesome." Takuya sighed with lowered eyes, and scratched his hair helplessly, "The two fought so happily, I only have a knife that I just learned how to use, and I stopped two people or something..."

"Damn dad!" Daoming Si patted a handcuffed outsider on the shoulder as he passed by.

"...Senior who only knows how to watch plays." Takuya complained in a low voice, and then focused on Fushimi and Hatta.

The two who were fighting were about to attack each other again, but the flat concrete ground suddenly cracked, and a thick golden-red magma exuded scorching heat separated them, as if they had drawn a hole between them. A gap forcefully stopped the fighting between the two.

"What is this!" Hatta nimbly stepped on the skateboard and stepped back a long way. The ejected magma melted the concrete floor, and the surrounding air began to become blurred due to the high temperature.

Takuya walked over slowly, leaning against the jet of magma at close range under Hatta's horrified eyes, but he was not burned at all. "Mr. Fushimi, and this one from Barbara, please calm down, and please think more about your king's reputation under the eyes of everyone."

"Tsk!" Knowing that this battle was over, Fushimi simply put the saber back into its sheath, and at the same time said to Takuya impatiently, "Hey, quickly put away your tricks, I'm so annoying."

"Since Fushimi-san hates illusions, please don't do embarrassing things." Takuya said lightly, and the magma sprayed around him, the melting road, and the steaming air all turned into phantoms and disappeared.