In order to survive, I do many jobs

Wednesday, light wind, sunny to cloudy to light rain.

Thin raindrops stuck to my body, like tears from God, more like water in my brain.

I shouldn't have promised that black slime to work for him!I regret it!

"I only knew that I could get a raise, but I didn't know that I would be devastated."

I hugged the ugly big-headed sunny doll I sewed by myself, wanting to cry without tears.

This matter has to be talked about after visiting Q that day.

I made a promise in a sudden brainstorm, I would be a doll to open Q's eyes, and prove to him that a reliable adult woman has both virtue and skill, both virtue and ability, both civil and military.

For the sake of my meager face, I tried my best to consult the handicraft tutorials in kindergarten, and sewed a big-headed doll uglier than Osamu Dazai's abstract paintings.

Brother and sister did their best.

Because of the unfamiliarity of my technique, the final product is very weird, and it looks like a natural match with Q's Mr. Puppet.

"It's so cute! As expected of Sister Qianye!" The little boy raised the ugly doll and rubbed it with no distaste.

As long as you are happy, I will take the baby out with a haggard heart.

Mr. Dazai announced to me the first important task in my life yesterday, and he also specially granted me a half-day vacation. I must live up to his expectations.

This morning, bathed in the sunshine at ten o'clock in the morning, I lifted the quilt happily and revived with blood.

Staying in bed is a good civilization, I am happy.

Hugged like a caterpillar in the soft quilt, I clicked on the document sent by Mr. Dazai, in which he asked me in an extremely understated tone to wipe out a certain foreign organization that fled to Yokohama within five hours .

There are no supernatural beings in the organization. Mr. Dazai said that if I act quickly, I can still take Q out for shopping, and the expenses will be reimbursed by Hong Kong gangsters.

to reimburse!I was heartbroken for an instant, and calm for a second.

Osamu Dazai must not be such a kind person. I have seen many language traps, and I will not be fooled!

I re-read the document he sent, word for word, and realized that this bandage waste device was really trying to rip me off.

Language trap [-]: The main body of the task - I and Q, did not mention other people at all.

Mr. Dazai can mobilize a fighting force named Black Lizard in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang as his beloved subordinate. As long as he gives me a hint, I can go directly to mention people.Under the effect of my abilities, no one will sing against me.

But Osamu Dazai was stunned and didn't mention a word.

If I foolishly go directly to Mr. Hirotsu, although I can borrow someone, Mr. Dazai has every reason to charge me with the charge of "abuse of abilities". After all, I promised him that he would be obedient.

God knows what terrible occasions he will use to grasp the handle, so I dare not think about it.

"It's just me and Q, don't I have to do all the searching, pathfinding, intelligence gathering, torture, and finishing?" I pointed to myself, full of shit.

Stop it, stop it, Mr. Zhongya, a Hong Kong and black model worker, will not do all the work alone!How many people do you have to finish it off for me?

I have endured too much pain that I shouldn't have to bear at my age. How can I live without the encouragement and comfort of System Dad.

My old father marked out a rough map for me and delineated a few places. Today I have to take Q and wander there one by one to block people.

Language Trap [-]: Time limit—five hours, it doesn’t mean that I have to fight with them for five hours, but it starts from the second I take Q out of the cell, and I will stand in Osamu Dazai’s office five hours later Li told him the task was completed and to submit a detailed report.

You shark me.

I fell on the bed and foamed at the mouth, trying to leave this impersonal world.

[Zai Zai, cheer up! 】The system father cheers for me.

Yes, I need to cheer up, because Osamu Dazai hung a delicious carrot in front of me.

He said that there is no limit for reimbursement, which is blatantly provoking me: If you have the guts, you can finish the task within five hours, and spend the extra time to pay for the Hong Kong gangsters, and see how much cash you can take away from the organization.

I won't fall for your aggressive method...fuck it!I’m going to empty out the supermarket today, make Hong Kong gangsters owe a huge amount of loans, make black mud spirits cry and admit my excellence, and make Mori Ogai no longer have money to play evil dress-up games with young girls.

I, An and Qianye, will do what we say!

It was clear and sunny this morning, but after I went out with my sunny doll, the weather suddenly turned cloudy. If the weather forecast hadn’t explained it in advance, I almost thought that I was actually a child of the weather.

It's pretty cool to call the wind and rain or something.

I stepped on the little carrot head Q and pulled it out of the prison. I borrowed from Mr. Nakaya in advance the children's motorcycle that he had left unused in the garage for a long time, and took Q to the road.

Don't ask Mr. Nakaya why he has a children's motorcycle, but he is not tall enough.

Although it has been placed for a long time, Mr. Nakaya has done regular maintenance, and it should not fall apart halfway through driving.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Sitting in front of me, framed between my arms, he opened his mouth to speak, but was swallowed, "Wow, wow, sister Qianye, you can start a car so amazing -"

"No, this is my first attempt." I said calmly with my helmet on. "I can't stop. Who's the brake?"

"...It's, it's by your hand!" The hostage, who was tied to the back seat of the car by me, broke down and shouted, "If you can't drive, don't go on the road! You are driving the wrong way! Help!"

"What? Am I the one going the wrong way?" No wonder I saw a dozen vehicles going the wrong way along the way, and they all looked at me in horror. I was quite puzzled.

"Forget it, it's not important." Wrong way is wrong, I'm a mafia!No rules!

Zhong Yuanzhong, a law-abiding citizen who waited honestly for traffic lights, also had something to say.

"Dude, where is your base?" I asked my hostage at the top of my voice in the strong wind, "Are you rabbits? Why are you digging so many holes? It's annoying."

"Maybe it changed again...it should be right this time." The hostage man said uncertainly.

"I'm in a hurry, how can I stop." I pursed my lips secretly, turned a corner smartly, and drove to the suburbs.

The hostage brother was brought up by me from the interrogation room in Hong Kong.When I went to the interrogation room, I met Miss Hongye, a super beautiful woman in kimono, and she very gently invited me to eat snacks with her next time.

I will go!I can please the female elders.

The hostage brother originally had a heroic look on his face, and the little brother who was holding him for me was worried that a girl like me would be able to cure him.

Just kidding, who am I, how could famous detective An and Lord Qianye not be able to handle this little difficulty.

I calmly activated my ability, let's go [Schrödinger's [-] Boys]!

Kufufufu, the hostage brother is very clear in his heart that I am a member of the port mafia, not his reliable partner. The purpose of this trip is to annihilate his old club.

So, will he help me?

Of course it will, understand Stockholm Syndrome.

I have resentment and fear, but I can't resist the feeling of wanting to be close and trusting. I also feel that I am broken, but I can't refuse any request from me.

Under special psychological conditions, my supernatural powers can be played with flowers. False trust and sad love will only bloom black flowers in the end.

Seriously, how easy it is for me to spoil someone.

Constantly hurting him, causing him pain, making him despair, destroying his everything, until finally his soul was shattered by me, with nothing left, but still trusting me unconsciously, trusting in pain, trusting in spat, Then die.

It's bad for me to think about these things, but it's also kind of boring. He lives in false feelings, so why not me.

It's better to be more sunny in life, but you can't learn black mud essence.

With the help of the hostage brother and the system dad, I stopped the car. Q jumped out of the car with his Mr. Doll and my sunny doll, and rolled up his sleeves happily.

His arm was covered with bandages with blades in it. The condition for Q's ability to activate was to have hurt him. I looked at the scars on his arm and felt a little distressed.

But Q doesn't think so, he's insanely happy.

This kid's psychology is a little distorted. When I brought him out today and told him that we were going to do an annihilation mission, he immediately clapped his hands and laughed happily, and kept urging me to hurry up.

During the period of coming to Hong Kong, except for Mr. Ango, Mrs. Hongye and Mr. Nakaya, I feel that everyone is not very normal.

Mr. Anwu can't be regarded as a Hong Kong black person, so let's add Mr. Guangjin in, the others are more or less strange.

Name and criticize my devil boss (pointing).

"Alright, alright, let's go." I patted Q on the head, "Restrain yourself, we'll call it a day after killing."

Q is a bit reluctant, but he nods obediently under my deathly stare.

The hostage brother led the way, and I protected Q behind me, and walked into the organization's base step by step.

Dude looked dignified, Q showed excitement, my eyes were empty, and my mind was full of big purchases after the mission.

Potatoes are on sale for a catty, and carrots are also on sale. I don’t want to eat carrots... Buy a bag of rice and cook porridge to nourish your stomach. Walnuts are so expensive, so let’s just pick some red dates. Do you want to reward yourself with a bag of jelly?

"I want to eat the pancakes in Chinatown." I made a foodie voice, "Add two eggs, ham sausage, bacon and crab floss, super luxurious version, praise!"

The reimbursement that Mr. Dazai said is really unlimited, right?I want to buy a skirt, but I don't have a skirt to mess with.

"Kusaku, let's go shopping, to the clothing store that Miss Alice often goes to." I showed a dreamy smile, "To be honest, I have always dreamed of having a younger brother who wears a small skirt and asks me if he is cute." younger brother!"

"Don't! Pervert!" Seo-san hugged his Mr. Puppet vigilantly.

In his eyes, the image of me who uttered violent words is about to be infinitely close to that of Mori Ogai.

Alas!don't want!What a goose heart!I'm not a child control!

In order to restore my shattered image, I pretended to be serious and coughed twice, "I'm just kidding, but the women's clothing boss is really cute, think about it..."

"Okay, okay, work." I put away my smile and stretched, "Kill them all—kill them all."

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Qianye: I want to see Osamu Dazai wearing women's clothing (what did I say?)

Zai: (Contemplating) Sounds interesting

The real master of women's clothing is in Hakata!