Eri's daily life

But unfortunately, I must be late.I'm not worried about the punishment of Chairman Hibari's villain (×), but...

This kind of late or early arrival is a unique attribute of comic protagonists, and the result of my cannon fodder is very tragic.

I looked at the black suits who were bowing down respectfully and waiting for my order. They had an enemy whose own mother, who had already been beaten, didn't know him.

Ah, it looks like the fat man appeared just now.

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Although the fat man was also beaten, his dazed look probably didn't expect him to be caught by a few little Lala's.

"Miss," she said while holding the fat man's black suit and hanging her head, "please give instructions."

Well...sometimes they act like we're not a normal bodyguard-employer relationship.

"Let's solve it according to your industry standards." I looked at my watch, and I was late.

Take it to the police station or something, or let him go after a warning.

The head in the black suit lowered even lower: "Yes, is the eldest lady interrogating herself?"

Me: ... Interrogation?What are you asking?Oh, it should be the motive, the forces behind it or something.After all, after saying hello, Lin Taro can see who the enemy is, grasp the direction of the company's development, and maybe go hug his thigh for dinner, drink and socialize or something.

But what does this have to do with me as a jk?

"Is there no one under Lin Taro? Do you still need me to come in person?" That's right, I have nothing to do with his company's affairs. Shouldn't there be a special handling team for such matters?

Unexpectedly, the black suit immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "I am very sorry, Miss! Dazai-sama and Zhongyuan-sama are on a mission, and Hongye-sama also has a mission."

what what what?Suddenly, a series of unfamiliar people's names popped up, and I was stunned.

...Then the three of them are a professional team...?

"No!" Unexpectedly, the fat man who had been pretending to be dead raised his head in vain. His fat face was covered with cold sweat, and he showed fear, "Please! Don't hand me over to them!"

"If I knew this earlier, why did I do it in the first place." I immediately retorted.Doing something wrong, being a gangster and threatening good people, it is normal to be counter-killed.

I squinted my eyes unhappily, really, these crap things have already delayed me too much time.

"Why are you standing still, take them away, and deal with them whatever you want. Don't appear in front of me again." May I have a few school days that can withstand your tormenting me like this, can you come back after school?Do all the animals in the black society get up so early?

"Yes." A large group of black suits retreated immediately... I don't know where they retreated, anyway, they disappeared as quietly as if they appeared quietly.

At that moment, when they looked up, I realized that my bodyguards were also in a cold sweat.

Harm, yes, after all, those enemies who call themselves the cat group have wooden warehouses, and they burp if they don't pay attention.

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Retreat to an unoccupied corner.

The black suit was about to deal with the Tigers when a bell rang.

Everyone froze.

The leader in the black suit tremblingly took out his mobile phone and connected it: "Leader, please give instructions."

"I heard that some little bugs opened a wooden storehouse for my Eri-chan. It's really unforgivable..." The voice on the other side of the phone was a little distorted, but it easily aroused the fear in everyone's heart.

"bring back."

"Yes!"

And the second in command of the Tigers has already collapsed to the ground.

No one present had thought about why the black suit knew everything before he reported it.

Isn't this what it should be?That man - at the top of the world in Yokohama, even in Japan.

Port mafia leader - Mori Ogai.

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I stood there thinking for a while, and decided to ask for leave, after all, I experienced such a terrible […] thing in the morning.

I slapped and sent text messages to the head teacher, Mr. Tian.

"Teacher Zhutian, I am in urgent need of recuperation due to a series of attacks, so I will ask for a day off."

"Why would the teacher agree with such a nonsense reason, Mr. Mori!" A brown furry head made a voice beside me.

I looked back at him blankly: "Please don't judge me by your standards, Sawada-san. No, this perverted classmate who peeped at the secrets of mobile phones of female high school students."

"Is the attributive so long!" Sawada Tsunayoshi complained subconsciously, "No...! I'm not peeping, Mori-san. I'm just..."

I looked at him sharply.

"It's just..." His face turned red.

Seeing a group of people who were obviously from the Mafia walking over, Li Baoen also said that he was targeting Mori Eri, but it had been resolved, but he was still worried... How can I say such words! !

"It's just," I shook my watch at him, "If you are late, you can wait for the chairman's sanction. Steal a woman's hand and become a classmate."

"Hey, is that the abbreviation of such a long attributive?! I can't see the original meaning at all, Mori-san!" Sawada subconsciously complained again.

I frowned: "So... perverted classmate?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt his soul was about to spit out, he said with difficulty: "...Isn't it good to call Sawada-san..."

To be honest, I really don't understand how the girl-stealer in the class next door, who is known as the "bad chai gang", treats others with a submissive attitude that makes people want to get punched, how dare she complain so much.

"Hey, that's too much, Mori-san!" Tsunaki complained again, "I'm really sorry for complaining, but Mori-san has too many points! It's too strange to steal a female hand!"

Ah, did I actually say it?

"Also..." Tsunayoshi Sawada blushed again, stammering, "Because I always feel relaxed when I'm with Mori-san... This perverted expression is too hurtful, hey!"

I don't have time to listen to a male high school student's awkward emotional reading comprehension. I took out my phone and it was the teacher's reply.

"Yes! Please rest well! Thank you Mori-sama!!"

Ah, the teacher also acted as if we were not a normal teacher-student relationship.

"It really succeeded...! And what the hell is Mori-sama!" Sawada complained about the machine again.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: Have you been promoted to a Tucao machine?Can't I be a human being!

I turned around and walked back, waved to Sawada-san who doubted my life: "Goodbye, Sawada-san who is late."

Sawada Tsunayoshi waved his hand soullessly.

...But, it's true.

When everyone thought he was a good-for-nothing and bullied him, only Mori-san... regarded him as an equal person [all with the same poisonous tongue], and staying by Mori-san's side seemed to forget all the pain [because he was full of heart and soul] I want to complain], even the pain of being late... eh?

"It's late——!" Sawada Tsunayoshi started to cry without tears.

I heard the voice behind me, turned my head and glanced behind Sawada inadvertently.

Sure enough, Tsunayoshi Sawada is the life of the protagonist.

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Li Baoen, the world's number one killer who is extremely sensitive to sight, immediately turned around and saw the back of a 1.6-meter petite girl.

He lowered the brim of his hat.

Mori Eri?

The author has something to say:

Originally I wanted to write about a heroine who complains, but I didn't expect it to be the heroine who "makes everyone a slave" [What...? 】