I'm such a big son

Half a month has passed since Rimbaud's scarlet fever recovered, and winter has quietly come.After a few rains, the streets and alleys will be filled with the smell of cream and sugar after the red maple falls.Because it is the first open port city in the country, Yokohama has a very deep degree of westernization, so the acceptance of European festivals is also very high.

Many people look forward to Christmas with full of religious piety, and businesses naturally refuse to let go of the opportunity to make a fortune, and there are activities related to this everywhere.

Rimbaud didn't believe in religion, and he didn't have the patience to listen to the nagging of the priests.But she doesn't hate Christmas flame pudding and turkey dinner, so the family went to the supermarket early to buy semi-finished ingredients, and the rest of the work was handed over to the cubs and the modern tools in the kitchen.

After Christmas came the New Year, and Rimbaud didn't return to work until the New Year's holiday was over. The first thing he did was the meeting of the five major cadres in the new year.

In the last quarter of last year, Rimbaud was either on a business trip or on sick leave at home, so he basically didn't touch anything in the office.She was naturally silent throughout the meeting, as long as she was not asked, she had the right to pretend that she was here for tea.

In the new year, of course there will be new companions, but this time the newcomer is far from the strength of the other cadres - he didn't even reveal his real name, he only introduced himself as "A", a former PortMafia Casinos upset gamblers.

This person is also a person with supernatural abilities, but the attributes of abilities are quite contemptuous.Ms. Rimbaud, who is used to defending her shortcomings, despises this kind of guy who consumes his subordinates as property. She just followed the trend and watched Miss Hongye raise a glass to welcome her, and she also took the glass.

——When this cheating guy was caught by Guangjin Liulang, he knelt at Mr. Mori's feet and cried for an indefinitely long time. Now he can become a cadre only because he pays a large amount of money to the organization every year. In return, A Can get shelter from PortMafia here.

To put it bluntly, he spent money to buy a bodyguard for himself, and apart from that, both parties didn't like the partner very much.

But... money is never hated.

"Mr. A, congratulations on becoming one of the cadres."

The ethos of PortMafia today is very different from that of its predecessors.The overall focus is on pragmatism, with little flattery, and even a simple greeting to new partners. A was secretly dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face. After accepting the congratulations and sitting back in his seat, he sneaked a look at Ozaki Hongye and Rimbaud with a look that he thought no one would notice.

"This year, the organization needs to sign a protection agreement with the authorities as soon as possible, and this is the top priority for all courses of action. The above."

Mori Ogai talked about the main work goals of the cadres this year, saying that everyone can break up and go back to work, and finally added a sentence: "Mr. Lantang stays, and others can do what they want."

The cadres got up and said goodbye one after another. Rimbaud sat in a chair with his head propped up and silently watched them file out with their deputy.

"Go and print out the report." She casually found something to dismiss Oda Sakunosuke who was following behind her, her expressionless face made it difficult to figure out.

When there were only two people left in the room, Mr. Sen spread his hands and looked at her with a half-smile: "To be honest, I thought you would throw your resignation letter in my face, or defect directly..."

"But...may I know why you didn't?"

"Well...Mr. Sen, I know that you are skilled in medicine but always cause medical accidents."

Rimbaud lowered his eyelids, with a mask-like smile on his face: "However, the amount of salary you paid successfully dispelled my anger. I'm really gratified, gratified."

She didn't explicitly mention the seriousness of the relationship, so she knew in her heart how dangerous she was.If Rimbaud sits in the leader's position, she will try her best to kill the threatening partner—at least what Mori Ogai intends to implement is to let her "die of illness". No matter how sinister the intention is, the adopted children will not On the streets again.

After all, this person still hesitated, if he took action without hesitation, Dazai would probably only have time to listen to his last words and help her clean up the corpse by the way.

However, Rimbaud has to stay dormant in the island country right now.

Although Africa is safer and warmer, but life is really inconvenient and she doesn't want to run there, and with so many adopted cubs, she can't take all of them with her to wander around...

All kinds of causes and effects are superimposed to form the current situation.

The leader is still the leader, and the cadre is still the cadre, but the relationship between them has become extremely ambiguous.Rimbaud probably understood why Mori Ogai failed to kill the killer in time, but...

I understand it, but I am still very angry, otherwise I would not have been on strike in the name of taking sick leave until now.The new year is over, and the lady cadre will leave the post for nearly three months anyway. If it were someone else, I would have received a notice of dismissal, but Rimbaud, as long as it is still under the banner of PortMafia, no one dares to go easily provoke her.

In other words, Ms. Rimbaud absented herself from work outright, and first of all, Mr. Rimbaud had to pay her the full amount of her wages.

"My policy is to eradicate all threats that are not conducive to the development and growth of the organization. The policy will not change, but what method to use needs to be adjusted according to the specific situation."

The black-haired man withdrew his outstretched palms and propped them on the side of his cheeks and smiled meaningfully. Miss Rimbaud put her hands on the table and tapped lightly: "I understand."

"It's great that we can agree again."

Mori Ogai leaned back and raised his chin: "Landang-kun, my safety is in your hands, don't let the leader down~"

"Hehe. If there is nothing else, I will retire first."

She got up, put on the fluffy earmuffs, turned around and left, and Mr. Sen suddenly added: "You are really suitable for red, don't you consider continuing to wear the dress I gave you?"

He was talking about the clothes that the medical staff sent to Rimbaud to change on the day he left the isolation ward. The black-haired woman stood under the porch that could not be illuminated by candlelight and left a word: "Cold!"

"..."

Well, this can't be helped.

Watching Miss Cadre leave the conference room, Alice quietly suspended on the chair behind Mori Ogai: "Rintaro, you seem to be hated by Miss Rimbaud."

"Well... this is a matter of course and there is no way, but Miss Rimbaud is still alive, Alice-chan is very happy, isn't it?"

He lowered his eyes and smiled quite badly: "Besides, even if she hates it, she can't leave. Isn't this a fun thing?"

"Rintaro! You pervert!" The blond girl screamed when she heard the words, and her performance made Mori Ogai very happy and even laughed out loud: "But Alice-chan likes Miss Rimbaud, right? I will help you keep her. .”

Alice: "...you dumped the blame on me again!"

Supernatural beings and people with supernatural abilities must go crazy first.

Here Rimbaud returned to the office, thinking left and right, still angry, punched a big hole in the table in front of him, and called someone in with a blank expression: "Change to a new table."

The lower-level members who thought they were called into the office quickly bowed their heads: "Yes!"

Mr. Lantang seemed very angry!Fortunately, he only used the table to vent his anger. Their small bodies are no stronger than solid wood tabletops...

The cadre Lan Tang's unexplained anger burned so that the logistics was booming, and soon members of other departments were also affected.Don't underestimate the logistics. Although they stay in the headquarters every day and don't go out and don't participate in the battle, at most they pick up corpses or something, but whether it's your salary or social security, do you want to be accounted for by the financial staff who belong to the logistics?Do we need to go to the logistics to apply for weapons?Do you need logistics to distribute office supplies?

For a while, everyone in PortMafia felt that life became difficult... In the past, Mr. Lantang was so easy-going, and if he made a mistake in the report or wrote the wrong receipt, he could get it out just by telling each other what it was.But now... if you make a mistake, you can take it back and recalculate it, if you write a mistake, you can take it back and rewrite it, when it is correct and when it will come back, the logistics is not responsible for error correction.

——If we can figure it out and write it down clearly, what kind of gangsters are we?

But with the support of the boss, the logistics members all straightened their backs, and the applications for redoing one after another were so confusing that everyone wailed, even if they complained to the BOSS, there was nothing they could do... The chief's office was swept away by the tail of the typhoon. In the hardest-hit area, even Miss Alice’s snacks and skirt money were strictly controlled and not given a cent more. Mr. Lan Tang almost pulled the switch in the chief’s office because the chief slipped out to “consume gasoline”...

What are the reasons for this?Why don't you think Mr. Oxygen will be consumed first!

Those who welcomed the purge the most were the members of the organization in charge of logistics.While work efficiency has been greatly improved, working hours have been shortened, and the pressure has been shifted back to those uneducated colleagues. The logistics team is in high spirits every day like a festival-it can leave work on time every day, and the salary is not bad. Although the boss The air pressure is very low, but as soon as I go to work, I squat into the office and don't move. I don't find faults or criticize. I never interfere with the normal work of my subordinates except for necessary support.Such a boss is simply a godsend, if you say it, you will be envious of others!

In fact, the atmosphere in the office is also very harmonious.Rimbaud himself nestled behind the new desk to organize and maintain the weapons. The parts were disassembled all over the desk. He didn't know that he thought that the person staying here was an engineer. In the reading area, carefully flip through the "Flowers of Evil" given to him by Rimbaud.

Dazai Osamu shuffled into the office and saw this kind of large-scale fishing scene.

"What, you're lazy and don't call me!"

Rimbaud installed the parts back to their original positions one by one without raising his head: "Are the new games installed in the PSP fun?"

"It's okay, it's boring to play alone..."

The boy sat next to Oda Sakunosuke and stretched out his head to see what he was reading. The latter gave half of the book out with a simple smile. Dazai took a look and was speechless: "You actually read this kind of medieval knight literature!"

"It's hilarious, and hilariously written without knowing why the characters are acting."

He put down the book very sincerely, and on the cover was a handsome knight thinking about what to do next on a stormy night—it looked a bit like a goose.

"If it weren't for you, I would have thought that sentence was actually a mockery."

Dazai shrugged his shoulders and looked at Rimbaud: "The guerrillas and the black lizard are too busy, Mr. Mori asked me to send you a message, follow up and observe this guy, see if he can be absorbed into PortMafia, if possible, let him go in the future Used in the logistics team."

He put a photo in front of Rimbaud - a young man with glasses, a beauty mole on the corner of his mouth, and a gentle-looking young man.