What should I do if I am disqualified in the adult room?

The whitewashing work in the underground office is very boring and boring.

In addition to endless materials, there are endless classes. Not only are there no opportunities for leisure and entertainment, but there is no time to fish in troubled waters. Even staying up late into the early morning is a daily routine.

Osamu Dazai almost forgot when was the last time he committed suicide.

He yawned, picked up the empty coffee cup at hand, and said to a passing staff member of the Ability Secret Service: "Can I have a cup of black coffee with detergent?"

"I'm sorry, Ji-kun."

The duty officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division who was stopped by Osamu Dazai smiled apologetically at Osamu Dazai, and replied normally: "We don't provide such dangerous additives, but if it's black coffee, I'm going to make it now, if you need it You can wait for a while."

"All right……"

Osamu Dazai put down the coffee cup in disappointment, leaned his head back on the chair, and couldn't help yawning again.

"Then have a cup of coffee with nothing added."

"Ok."

The duty officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division came over and took away the coffee cup that Osamu Dazai put on the table: "Please wait a moment."

"Then trouble you."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and smiled at the duty officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, then straightened up and stretched his waist.

It was two o'clock in the morning, and there were still many whitewashing personnel working overtime like Osamu Dazai in the document processing room of the basement office.But time doesn't really mean much to this underground office located [-] meters underground in Yokohama.Anyway, the sun can't be seen, and there is no difference between day and night.

Sometimes Osamu Dazai is really envious of Satomi who can go out to perform duties.Although Satomi may be busier than him, and he may even have to go back to the basement office to have a rest, but at least he can go outside to let the wind go, unlike him, squatting in this basement is almost growing grass.

"Why haven't you come back..."

Osamu Dazai lay down on the table, poking the keyboard in front of him with one finger in boredom.

This is the third month since they came to the underground office to wash their hands.There is still one year and nine months left before the two-year whitewashing time.During this period, the colleagues who worked with him in this document processing room have changed several batches.

Osamu Dazai thought, probably no one would have worked longer in this underground office than himself.After all, with such a high-intensity job, several of them were almost driven crazy after just doing it for a month, so only a natural social animal like Ango Sakaguchi could adapt.

Speaking of...

Osamu Dazai stopped typing on the keyboard, and stared blankly at the mountain of documents in front of him that was higher than him lying on his stomach.

He has been in the underground office for three months, and that guy Ango Sakaguchi has never come down... It is obvious that the underground office is in the basement of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.Although because of Oda Sakunosuke, there was a break between him and Sakaguchi Ango, but——

"Zhijun, your coffee."

A cup of steaming strong black coffee was placed in front of his eyes, pulling Osamu Dazai out of his thoughts.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his empty eyes, straightened up, and smiled a gentlemanly smile at the people beside him.

"It's really troublesome for you, beautiful lady. It's so late, you should go to rest early~"

Human beings are visual animals and basically have no resistance to beautiful things.Even because of work, this female staff member of the Supernatural Secret Service, who is used to seeing all kinds of handsome men and beauties, couldn't help but blush slightly under Dazai Osamu's smile.

"I'll go to rest after changing shifts. But Zhijun, you should go to rest earlier, it's already late, and there are many new jobs waiting for you tomorrow."

"Staying up too late is bad for your health."

Hearing that there was a new job, Osamu Dazai lay on the table like an eggplant beaten by Qiushuang, complaining exaggeratedly: "Why do you still have it?"

"I've been sleeping less than four hours a day for almost a week! If this continues...I suspect that I'm going to die here suddenly."

"It's no use complaining."

The lady on duty from the Supernatural Secret Service Department covered her mouth with a chuckle, turned around and was about to leave to go to other departments to help make coffee for the whitewashers who were still staying up late and overtime like Osamu Dazai.

"Come on, Zhijun! In order to be able to walk in the sun openly as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Dazai heaved a long sigh.

It's not that simple to clean yourself up.In order to be able to go with Oda Sakunosuke to be the one who saves people, he has to stay with Satomi in this dark underground for another year and nine months...

"When will such a day end..."

Osamu Dazai propped himself up and sat down again in front of the desk with piles of documents.

He still has a lot of materials to finish, if he doesn't hurry up, let alone sleep for an hour or two to rest for a while, it is even possible to stay overnight.

"Shi, come back quickly...I really miss you."

Osamu Dazai picked up the coffee in hand, took a small sip, then raised his head and let out a long sigh.

Afterwards, he put down his coffee, patted his cheek vigorously, and returned to the busy work of sorting out materials.

On the other side, Satomi Shimasa, whom Osamu Dazai talked about, stood on top of the tall Tokyo Tower together with his colleagues who came out to perform field missions.

"There are people from the military and police over there."

Squatting inside, I saw a man wearing a ghost mask by his side, and his whole body covered in a black cloak put down the binoculars in his hand, turned his head to look at a man over two feet tall who was also wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly. Mi's big man said: "Our goals seem to overlap, do we still have to act?"

Because during the period of underground work, one must remain anonymous, especially those who go out to perform field clearance tasks, and are not allowed to expose their true appearance to outsiders. Therefore, whenever there is a field mission, all kinds of strange costumes appear——

Group C No. [-]—Satomi Satomi, who was dressed in a handsome black windbreaker, but his whole body was covered in bandages, only his eyes were exposed.

Group C No. [-]——Wearing a ghost mask and wearing a black cloak, COS Yamazaki, the god of death.

No. [-] of Group C——and also a special agent of the Supernatural Secret Service Division in charge of this field operation of Group C, a burly man wearing a gas mask and a leather jacket over two meters tall, Shinohara.

The underground office is a special agency between the dark side and the bright side of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. In addition to the work that does not violate the law like Osamu Dazai who handles paperwork underground, there are also jobs like the three of Satomi who are currently performing. The work of the dark side of illegal operations.

As an organization of positive supernatural beings representing the government, the Supernatural Secret Service has many restrictions and scruples in its operations. For example, the mission of the three people in Satomi this time is to assassinate intelligence personnel from other countries who have been lurking in Yokohama for three years.

Due to the lack of sufficient evidence and the special status of the intelligence personnel of other countries lurking in Yokohama, the Supernatural Secret Service Division cannot directly arrest him. Nails buried in Yokohama.

And the field team C where Satomi was lost was the cause of the death accident of "resolving the nail".

Since the two of them were dispatched from the underground office a week and a half ago, under the leadership of Special Agent Shinohara of the Supernatural Secret Service Section, they have been monitoring the movements of this intelligence agent from another country, following him all the way from Yokohama to Osaka, and then to Tokyo.Finally, it was hard for the three of them to wait for the right opportunity to strike, but before they could strike, they met the military and police.

Shinohara put down the binoculars. As a member of the Supernatural Secret Service, he naturally knew the Hound.

Mo Guang Tiechang...

This is very troublesome.

"Contact the office, it's the Hound."

"We can't confront him head-on."

Shinohara sighed, scratching his thinning hair with some headaches.

The field missions in the underground office have always been carried out in secret. Except for the senior members of the Supernatural Secret Service Section, only special commissioners like them know the content of the missions.If there is a conflict with other official agencies during the execution of the mission, it will be very troublesome.

After all, these whitewashing personnel who are sent out to perform field missions always have a few lives in their hands. Before their resumes are whitewashed, they are criminals who need to be wanted in the eyes of other government agencies.

"The military and police are here."

Just when Yamazaki turned away to contact the underground office, Satomi, who had been standing beside Yamazaki like a statue like a statue, suddenly spoke.

His eyesight is very good, especially after experiencing the mimic event, even at night without night vision binoculars, he can clearly see places very far away from him.

Satomi was very sure that the man in military uniform was definitely looking at them.

"Walk."

Hearing Satomi's words, Shinohara didn't doubt or hesitate. He reached out and grabbed Satomi and Yamazaki by the back collars, picked them up like chicks, and then activated his ability to take Satomi with him. Lost and Yamazaki jumped from the other side of Tokyo Tower.

Suguang Tiechang is the hound's strongest combat power, once he targets him, even if he doesn't die, he will lose his skin.Shinohara didn't want to confront Suehiro Tiechang at all. Originally, the Ability Secret Service Division used the method of helping the government to whitewash criminals, which had always been criticized in the political circle.

"Uncle, I'm still on the phone!"

However, Yamazaki, who didn't know how powerful the hound was, pulled his hood which was almost blown away by the strong wind, and ignorantly shouted at Shinohara.

"Shut up and call your phone."

Carrying the two of them, Shinohara flew all the way among the high-rise buildings in Tokyo, fearing that Suehiro would stare at him.

He is obviously a civil servant of the country, why does he have to be so miserable...

"I contacted the office."

Yamazaki who was ordered to shut up by Shinohara spoke again.He put down the phone with difficulty, probably because of the mask, his voice seemed muffled.

"They said let's go back directly, and the next task will be to contact the Hound to take over."

Shinohara heaved a sigh of relief.

In order to monitor the target of this mission and find a suitable opportunity to strike, the three of them have not had a rest for a week.Even sleeping, it was only during the shift change, and he closed his eyes and rested for less than an hour, even though he had experienced many battles, he couldn't bear it.

If the underground office doesn't let them go back, Shinohara will wonder if the three of them will die outside suddenly this time...

"Then go straight back."

Shinohara found an empty alley and landed, and put down Satomi and Yamazaki who were being lifted up in the air like chickens.

"It's less than 10 minutes away from Kanagawa, let's go back to Kanagawa."

Hearing that he was finally able to finish the mission and go back, Yamazaki, who was almost blushing from wearing a mask, immediately raised his hand, trying to take off the ghost mask on his face.

However, before he touched his mask, he was grabbed by Shinohara.

"Hey, Uncle Shinohara."

Yamazaki was a little bored and couldn't hear the voice coming from under the mask.

"Isn't the mission over now, let me take this thing off, I'm almost suffocated after wearing it for more than a week."

"No."

Shinohara righteously rejected Yamazaki's unreasonable request.

He let go of his hand and said: "Don't forget your current identity, if you are seen, it will make the office very distressed."

"You don't want to waste your previous work for so long, do you?"

"Look at the missing person, the bandages that have been wrapped for more than a week didn't say anything, can you still be suffocated to death just wearing a mask!"

"How can it be the same!"

Yamazaki pouted under the mask, and complained: "The bandage is his body, can it be the same as my mask!"

"What a stubborn old man."

Although he said so, Yamazaki didn't want to take off his mask any more unreasonably.

He worked so hard in the underground office so that one day he would be able to clean himself up and live in the sun with his younger brother in an open and honest manner, instead of hiding everywhere like before.If the previous efforts were in vain because of the mask, then he would cry to death!

"Let's go, go back quickly!"

Yamazaki put his hands behind his head and left the alley by himself.

"This time we have been exhausted for more than a week, so please give us a few days off, Uncle Shinohara, to have a good rest."

"I'll apply to the higher ups."

Shinohara, who followed closely behind Yamazaki, thought for a while before answering Yamazaki's question.

"Isn't it? Uncle Shinohara, are you so scornful? You don't even give me a few days to rest?!"

Yamazaki stopped, turned around and rushed to Shinohara in two steps, grabbed Shinohara's collar and tried to shake it back and forth, but failed because of Shinohara's tonnage.

"We haven't closed our eyes for more than a week, and you have the heart to let us go back and stay up late to work? Can you bear it, can you bear it!"

"It's going to die, it's really exhausting!"

Shinohara, who was grabbed by the collar by Yamazaki, spread his hands out. Because of the heavy gas mask on his face, it was completely impossible to see his expression at this time. "Unfortunately, that's the truth."

He was just a supervisor sent by the Supernatural Secret Service to supervise the two problem children, Satomi and Yamazaki, on field missions, but he did not have permission to give them a holiday.

"Be honest, Yamazaki. Sato has endured longer than you. He hasn't closed his eyes for a week, but he didn't say he wants to rest. Are you embarrassed!."

Yamazaki did not speak, because Satomi, who was named by Shinohara, took Shinohara's words very consciously.

Unfortunately……

"Will you give me a few minutes of free time when passing Kanagawa?"

It was an even more unreasonable request than Yamazaki's request for a vacation.

Shinohara: "..."

One wants to take off the mask, and the other wants to move freely. Do you two remember that you are a criminal who has a wanted warrant from the government?

Why not go to heaven!

"Miss, do you know what you're talking about..."

Shinohara covered his face weakly, feeling that Satomi and Yamazaki were sent here to torment him.He has led so many teams of field work, but these two are the most tossing.

"Please think about your own identity carefully."

"Uncle, we're not going to do something bad, besides, aren't you following us!"

Yamazaki interrupted.

"We're just going to buy some wine and cigarettes. If we can't have a holiday, let's buy something to take home!"

"It's not that you don't know, and these things are not provided below."

Satomi Sato nodded, seconding Yamazaki's words.

In fact, he wanted to drop by to see Oda Sakunosuke and the children.Dazai moved Oda Sakunosuke and the children to Kanagawa before defecting from the port mafia.After so long, I don't know if they are doing well or not.

Oda Sakunosuke is Dazai Osamu's only friend, and Dazai Osamu will miss him very much.So Satomi wanted to take a look at Osamu Dazai from a distance while passing by Kanagawa this time.

After all, such a coincidence is really rare. They can't take the initiative to contact outsiders underground, and Oda Sakunosuke can't contact them. If they miss this opportunity, they don't know how long they will have to wait next time.

"We will leave no trace."

Satomi assured Shinohara.He is confident in his skills, and it is very easy to escape surveillance and pedestrians to take a look at Oda Sakunosuke and the children.

After hearing what Satomi said, Yamazaki immediately patted his chest and echoed, "Yes, yes! Just give us a few minutes of free time, uncle!"

Saying that, Yamazaki stopped and pulled his collar away, revealing a corner of the special induction bomb collar worn around his neck.

"Anyway, you have this to monitor us, so what are you afraid of?"

Shinohara put his hands on his hips, glanced at Satoshi, then at Yamazaki, and finally sighed helplessly.

"Say it first, just 2 minutes."

Underground offices generally do not provide tobacco and alcohol to those who are laundered below.After all, there are so many smokers and alcoholics, if they were offered one by one, the underground office would go bankrupt within a few years.So generally these things are provided by the whitewashing personnel in need, and then the underground office will send someone to help them purchase them once every half a month.

Of course, if people who go out to work want to buy some by themselves, under the supervision of the supervisor, they can be reasonable and give them a few minutes.This can also be regarded as a benefit for the whitewashers who go out to perform field tasks in the underground office. After all, compared to the whitewashers who sit in the office and handle paperwork, these whitewashers who go out to perform field duties do not know how many times tired.

Even if the mission is dangerous, it is not uncommon for Satomi and the others to come out for a week without sleeping a lot.Therefore, in order to give some enthusiasm to the whitewashing personnel who are suitable for going out to perform field tasks, the underground office must provide some attractive benefits.

Satomi had been in the underground office for three months, so he naturally knew about this unspoken rule, so he dared to mention it in front of Shinohara.

The inspectors in his previous team were even harder to talk to than Shinohara, but every time they came back from a mission, they were given a few minutes of free time.Otherwise, his goldfish would have starved to death long ago if the basement office only went out to buy once in half a month.

"2 minutes."

After arriving in Kanagawa, Shinohara gave Satomi and Yamazaki 2 minutes of free time as promised.

"You better move faster."

Satomi nodded, and disappeared without a trace the moment Shinohara's voice fell.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to go directly to Oda Sakunosuke.After all, it was very late now, and he only had 2 minutes, and the sensor bomb collar on his neck was positioned, so he could only pretend to pass by.

However, just looking at it from a distance is enough.

Looking at the brightly lit room on the second floor of a traditional Japanese-style house a few hundred meters away, Satomi blinked without pausing, and walked around Kanagawa again before returning to the place where he met Shinohara.

2 minutes, no more, no less.

Shinohara put down the phone and nodded in satisfaction.

He didn't ask about Satomi who returned empty-handed.Because people have their own desires, as long as they don't harm the city and others, he doesn't bother to ask.

So, by the time the three of them returned to the basement office, it was almost four o'clock in the morning.

In the empty corridor, there are only one or two cleaners who get up early to clean.

Satomi raised his hand and took off his hood.

Here, he doesn't need to hide his looks.

To be honest, the bandage that Osamu Dazai tied him really made him a little uncomfortable...

Satomi casually tore off the bandage on his face, revealing that handsome face with Osamu Dazai.

Shinohara helped him remove the sensor bomb collar around his neck when he entered the elevator and went down to the basement office.Because this task is quite troublesome, everyone has not closed their eyes for more than a week, so Shinohara, who is in charge of him and Yamazaki, did not ask them to write the task report now, but gave them half a day to rest and rectify time.

Probably because of the supernatural incarnation, even if he hasn't closed his eyes for more than a week, Satomi doesn't feel tired at all.

But he was still going to go back to his room to take a shower and rest for a while.Been away for more than a week and don't know if his goldfish starved to death.

At this time, Osamu Dazai should be sleeping.So Satomi didn't intend to bother him, but silently went back to his room, which was next to Osamu Dazai.

However, just before he opened the door and had no time to touch the light switch, Satomi Sato suddenly stopped his movements.

With good eyesight, he could clearly see the face of the person occupying his bed at a glance.

The slightly curly black hair is still so tender and soft, and the bad habit of covering the head with a quilt has not changed even after three years.

It was Osamu Dazai who should be sleeping next door.

Satomi pursed his lips, and quietly exited the room the way he came, then looked up at the nameplate hanging on the door.

【4107】.

It's his room.

and so……

Why is Osamu Dazai here?

Satomi thought about it for a while, no matter whether Osamu Dazai went to the wrong room or not, he didn't intend to disturb his rest.

The whitewashing work in the underground office is very intensive, and the time for rest is very limited.He wasn't tired anyway, since the room was occupied by Osamu Dazai, he went to the document processing room to write the report on this task.

However, before Satomi helped Osamu Dazai close the door of his room, he heard the person who was supposed to be asleep inside say in a somewhat lazy voice.

"What are you going to do? Since you're back, come and sleep with me."