I'm such a big son

I don't know where there is an old saying called "When it rains, my mother wants to get married", it means that I have no choice but to let her go.At the moment, Miss Lan Bo is not thinking of marrying herself off, so naturally, a son can't stop his too young mother from even having a boyfriend.

So Zhongyuan Zhongye could only blushed and turned to face her with his back. It took him a long time to say: "If that guy bullies you, you must tell me!"

At the end, he had already gritted his teeth, as if he really saw Miss Rimbaud crying "beep" when being bullied...it made him feel chills.

There is also an old saying that "a child is better than a mother", and it is not wrong to put it in Rimbaud's house. Of course, Zhong also knows that his mother is a bit of a scumbag.But if you know it, you know it, just like being unconditionally protected by your mother, as a son, you always feel that the problem is someone else's problem. In his heart, Miss Rimbaud is probably as innocent as the water lily...

What is scum?Who is it?How can a consensual thing be called scum!

So the orange-haired boy clenched his fists and hammered down the sofa. He was so angry with his imagination that his powers came out: "If he dares to bully you, I will blow up that little detective agency!"

Rimbaud patted his head, and retracted the words - why did this child grow into such a simple, straightforward, frank and sincere cute character?

It's just... so cute!

"You think too much, how can there be so many things?"

Rimbaud withdrew his hand and propped his chin and laughed: "It's just a relationship. If you like it, stay together. If you don't like it, don't torture each other. Isn't this a very simple thing? Why are there so many people who can't figure it out? I'm exhausted, and I have to force myself to look fit for various reasons. I personally think that such a painful life is really unnecessary."

The orange-haired boy wanted to say a few more harsh words at first, but when she said this, she looked like a deflated balloon, puffed her cheeks and turned to face Rimbaud again: "Anyway... just as long as you are happy. Don't worry about it because Our existence delays the pursuit of happiness, you have done enough. No matter which one of the children in the family should be a burden, you don't owe us anything."

Hearing that she got up and went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of red wine, the jewel-like liquid was poured into the glass, and after the crisp knock, Rimbaud squinted his eyes while holding the wine glass: "No one else is fine, only you say so, you really deserve a drink."

"People are always greedy. When I was young, I just wanted to have enough to eat and not be punished. It would be great if my brothers and sisters got together. For this reason, I prayed devoutly for three meals every morning and evening. Unfortunately, maybe I was too greedy, and God never responded... …Later, Vitaly died, and I broke up with my mother. I ran away from home and never returned. When I was young, I used my supernatural powers to rampage all the way and wanted to make a name for myself. After I was adopted by my father, I calmed down and was taught by him to pursue what humans can’t do. The limit of contact has become a long-cherished wish."

She laughed suddenly, brushing her forehead to brush her hair away, her bright brown eyes filled with memories: "After the revolution failed, my father died, and as his only child, I was wanted by the government, and at the same time, I was taken care of by many people. Scattered for several years, until finally docked in Yokohama. Now think about it carefully, about one out of ten things in a person’s life is unsatisfactory, but as long as there are one or two things that are satisfactory and do not regret, it is not in vain Come."

"You're the one thing I don't regret the most."

"Now I don't want everything like I did when I was a child. I am satisfied with you, Mr. Fukuzawa...it was an accident."

"Maybe the signal from God is not very good. He is only hearing the pious prayers from decades ago. I am grateful for that."

If it's because of you, I'm willing to make peace with God.

This glass of wine was not much, but Rimbaud felt that he was even more drunk than the day before yesterday.Alcohol is such a thing, whether you are drunk or not depends on who you are with, where you are, and your mood. She waved her hand, stood up on her knees, and went back to the bedroom to rest.

Nakahara Nakaya was the only one left in the living room, with barely touched red wine in front of him.

"Really!"

The orange-haired boy lowered his eyes: "Why do you suddenly become emotional and say such things that make your eyes uncomfortable, old lady!"

The "old woman" who was under thirty did not hear his words, and the most favored eldest son escaped a severe beating.

A few days later, Mr. Lan Tang, a PortMafia cadre, finally canceled his leave and returned to work. He was warmly welcomed by the leader and other colleagues.

——Ango Sakaguchi let out a long breath, he will be exhausted if the boss doesn't come back, really...

It's really not easy for a [-]-year-old who works two jobs for one salary!For him, the salary paid by PortMafia is gray income and needs to be turned over to prove his innocence, so Rimbaud never mentioned such a thing as raising his salary.Even if the price goes up, it won’t make it into the pocket of Ango Sakaguchi. It’s better to cooperate with his work in a disguised form, and pass the secrets that can be known to the government to the relevant officials through the youth.

Hmm... I suddenly feel that my role is also subtle.

Logistics is a standard pension position when there are no events that affect the survival of the organization. During her absence, there were many new faces in the building.Many newcomers no longer know that the logistics cadre used to be PortMafia's "nuclear weapon" level trump card. They all say that this medium-sized long-haired man is very good-looking and has a good temper-wrong reports, wrong numbers, and more reading when passing by to return supplies to the warehouse He won't be angry even a few times...

The old people who are familiar with Mr. Lantang can only laugh when they hear it, as long as you are happy.

After finally changing into a slightly thinner windbreaker, Rimbaud walked into the first floor of the building, standing in front of and behind the elevator, suddenly someone reached out and wanted to put it on her shoulder.Miss Cadre flashed sideways and clasped the arm of the visitor, pulling and pulling, and a young man in a long white coat stepped on wooden clogs and yelled.

He looks very distinctive, with thin curly hair that seems to have been blown too much, and wearing protective glasses that completely cover his eyes, he looks like an idle researcher in a laboratory.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah! Are you also an important Dharma protector under the Generalissimo of the universe who dominates the operation of this scientific world?"

This man screamed and wanted to save his arm, but he had no physical skills at all. He was carried by Rimbaud like a fat goose, and he said some explosive words in his mouth.

Rimbaud: "...Speak human words."

There was a smirk at the corner of the opponent's mouth, and a few yellow lemons rolled from the cuff and fell to the ground.

The gate guard was shocked: "Mr. Lantang!"

Before they could figure out how to make a report, the pale golden palace unfolded in an instant.Rimbaud pulled this strange young man into the subspace, several layers of cubes were isolated from each other, and completely sealed it before the lemon exploded.

A cube suddenly deformed, and after a puff of black smoke came out, she withdrew her ability, leaving only a little bit of **** residue on the ground.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! It's so exciting! Subverting the cognition of science! It's so high!"

The weirdo didn't care about the expressions of other people looking at him at all, and he covered his cheeks excitedly and talked to himself.

"Okay, you guys go back to work, I'll take this thing to ask the BOSS directly."

Rimbaud released a subspace of one cubic meter, punched the young man who was still laughing wildly into a ball, stuffed it into the air, and led him away.

Seeing that the crisis disappeared, the guards scratched the back of their heads and bowed and stood at the door to do their work again. The elevator that Rimbaud was waiting for just opened, and she walked in like this with a guy who was still talking endlessly.

The atmosphere in the chief's office was quite relaxed. When Rimbaud knocked on the door to report that he was allowed to enter, he heard Mr. Sen dragging his voice inside coaxing Alice to skip work with him and go out to buy skirts...

"BOSS."

She walked in to salute, dragging a big lump behind her.

Mori Owai stopped the idiotic behavior of coveting the little girl, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the big lump behind her, and immediately guessed what happened, and smiled very relieved: "Lantang-jun is still reliable."

"Kijiro Kajii, a newcomer who just joined PortMafia, is a very lively and cheerful young man who likes to study scientific propositions. Isn't that right, Kajii-kun?"

Realizing that this is not an intruder that needs to be dealt with, Rimbaud threw him out of the subspace and crushed the cube: "It's okay to like experiments, but if I see you use this building as a testing ground... Kajii-kun, don't blame senior for stuffing you into your experimental equipment."

"understand?"

She laughed so darkly that she bent down and looked directly at the newcomer who fell on the ground. The killing intent mixed with the smell of blood frightened Kajii Keijiro and immediately silenced his voice, only daring to nod hard. Rimbaud nodded: "Good boy."

Mori Ogai waited for her to stand upright before secretly waving to Kajii from the side of the desk to tell him to retreat quickly. The young scientist crawled to the door with a snot in his nose and pulled the pull ring to stand up.

Of course Rimbaud knew what he was doing, but he was too lazy to find a way out for him. Now that he saw someone slipping away, he looked up at the leader: "Boss, what's your order?"

"Ah... I just suddenly remembered that there are some young people you haven't seen before, so I called you to come and get to know them, so that they don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth."

"Alice, please go and call Q over."

The blond girl jumped up and down, ran past Rimbaud and got up and let her hug her around. After landing, she opened the door and went out to shout a few times. After a while, she brought a little boy with half black and half white hair back to Mori Owai around.

"This is Kusaku Yumeno, codenamed Q."

Mr. Sen's expression softened for a moment, and he looked at Rimbaud and explained to her: "Q is an orphan adopted by Mafia a few years ago, and has been kept in isolation because of uncontrollable abilities."

"He is a very rare psychic power user, and the power name is [Brain Hell]. Out of consideration for the development of the organization, I decided to allow him to work for PortMafia."

Rimbaud understood what he meant—the new combat power needs to be controlled, and only controllable combat power is what the organization needs.The child's supernatural ability is not too gentle just from the name... Mori Ogai was afraid of accidentally releasing a demon, so he tried to let the range control supernatural ability approach him first.

In case Q goes berserk, Rimbaud can always control the situation and prevent the worst from happening.

As for the "encounter" by Kejiro Kajii in the lobby on the first floor, I am afraid it is not a "encounter".