In order to survive, I do many jobs

"Woo--" the siren buzzed, and under the guidance of the waiters, gentlemen and ladies boarded the luxury cruise ship. The blue ocean shone with golden spots in the sun, and the seagulls snatched away the whitebait floating on the water, splashing The water splashes wet its wings, and they are shaken off again.

I was wearing a light blue dress, white strappy sandals with a rose red ribbon, a white gauze hat blown up by the wind, and a sapphire bracelet hanging loosely on my wrist.

Gogol is still in a dress, but he took off half of the mask on his face, transforming from a fugitive clown in the circus into a straight talker, returning to his original form in an instant when he opened his mouth.

The busy waiter pointed out the direction of the room for us. The marble walls and the red carpet paved the floor, showing luxury and style everywhere.I was walking on a luxury cruise ship, and somehow I felt a little uncomfortable.

I don’t know if it’s the special ability brought to me during the time when I was short of money: I can vaguely judge the actual value of something.This ability may sound incomprehensible, but I actually only use it to judge whether the newly bought vegetables are worth the price in daily life, and infer whether the unscrupulous hawker is secretly playing with the scale. Shark dealer.

The development of abilities is often accompanied by tragic moments in the owner’s life. In the sad situation where all the part-time wages have not been received and the life points are in danger, I even considered whether to go out to scavenge to subsidize my livelihood.When this ability first appeared, it was probably for me to judge whether the cans in the trash can were worth one point or three points.

...Why is it getting more and more shabby the more I talk about it? Has my tall personality been eaten? Don’t look up your black history again. Hey, save some face for yourself, and quickly turn the page.

"Is this ship really a luxury cruise ship?" I stomped the floor under my feet with my heel, and there was an obvious echo.I deeply suspect that if I push harder, this floor may collapse.

Tofu dregs project, I will never compensate for the loss, I am just a weak girl, what does it matter if the floor is broken and my high heels?Don't try to blackmail.

Your Highness!Look here, Your Highness!The enthusiastic child's voice continued to call me. Since I got the power of the king, I have become accustomed to the sudden appearance of strange voices. No matter how horrible the supernatural event is, my strong heart can't be affected.

Following the sound, I looked up, down, left, and right. I twisted myself into a spinning top, but I didn't see the cutie who greeted me.

Did I hallucinate at a young age?What's going on, is Fei Jia forcing me to stay up late with him?I said to go to bed early and get up early, but that unlucky kid refused to listen to him, so sooner or later I will punish him severely.

I'm not a theoretical school who dares to think and dare not to do. A girl with ax action will do what she says.Unlike Osamu Dazai, whose physical skills are lower than those in the Central Plains, Fyodor is really weak and needs to be beaten. I feel that I can sink the back of his head with just a ball of snow, and once again complete the new achievement of usurping the throne .

doublekill!

We're behind the wallpaper, Your Highness!Seeing that I have been ignoring them, Tong Sheng said eagerly, you can see us when you lift the wallpaper.

wallpaper?I slowly typed a question mark.Aren't the walls covered with marble?Your luxury cruise ship uses stone pattern wallpaper to perfuse tourists?Just to charge a little more for the ticket?It's me who made you stingy.

It's too much, my friend, I will call the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to sue you for producing fake and shoddy products.Oh yes, there are tofu scum projects and illegal gambling games, a lifetime of prison food is fine, don't thank me.

I easily peeled off the stone-patterned wallpaper whose glue was about to fall off. The moss under the wallpaper was slightly black and smelly, revealing the real appearance of the cabin—extremely, quite, very poor, shabby visible to the naked eye, silent men and women Year-end inventory of tears I don't watch without it.

"Wow, is it a new magic?" Gogol happily leaned over, bent his knuckles and knocked on the wall, making a "dong dong" sound, "An old antique, a slightly larger wave can overturn it Huh? That's interesting." He said excitedly, as if looking forward to the tornado destroying the cruise ship and us and a group of passengers being swept away by the waves.

Be silly, my sister can swim.How could Neptune show his flaws in the ocean, you are the only one who is embarrassed at the scene.

"Yeah, the low-end version of the Titanic, I don't know when we will hit the iceberg." I pasted the wallpaper back, and reached out and patted it firmly on the paper, lest some people who boasted that they were on board The high-society gentlemen and ladies on the luxury cruise ship suddenly found that the cowhide was blown torn.Such a situation would be very embarrassing, and the empathetic Ru chooses me to cover the fig leaf back considerately: As long as you can’t see it, treat it as if you don’t know it, and I have nothing to do with it.

but!It doesn’t matter if the cabin is a little bit broken, and the wallpaper glue is no longer sticky. I can bear it. What kind of poor crews have I watched too many dramas?But at any rate, please invite someone to prepare a luxurious dinner by yourself?Pooh, I might as well eat instant noodles with cold water at home.

It's unpalatable. Is the cook using his feet to cook? The overall level is not as good as Gorey's bald roast turkey, and it is only a little better than Dazai Osamu's dynamic stew series.

"Gogol, when is the game you're talking about starting?" I picked up two pieces of lettuce with a fork and crunched them like a rabbit. "Aren't you a clown? Come on, give me an apple."

"Why does the clown have apples?" Gogol stopped his act of disastrous food, and threw aside the baked potatoes and carrots that were riddled with holes from the knife handle, "I only have pigeons, so cute, little one." Do you want to see Qianye?"

Thank you, no need, I can't do anything when I'm on the verge of starvation, roasted pigeon, fried pigeon, steamed pigeon, braised pigeon, pigeon egg, pigeon soup... I'm hungry, give me an apple!super fierce jg

"Of course clowns should have apples." I looked at Gogol with heretical eyes. "Didn't the seniors in your profession write this point into the action program? Didn't he leave behind a famous song "In the Big Apple?" "Under the Apple Tree", I will punish you for repeating the single three thousand times."

As a clown, you haven't watched Hunter x Hunter?Although the old thief in Fujian is obsessed with mahjong and will not update it, he can only squat in tears when he enters the pit, but it is beautiful, what can I do?Sad and weeping.

"Xiao Qianye is making trouble for no reason~" Gogol shook his head, his top hat was dangerously hanging on the edge of his white hair, looking like he was about to fall off, looking at the nearby waiters, he was very worried.

Either you fall off and let me pick it up for you, or you put it on properly, what's the matter with torturing me like this?Are you kidding me?The waiter shouted in his heart, the pain of obsessive-compulsive disorder made him turn his head and focus on another customer.

The youths of Seigaku sat together, Echizen Ryoma put down his fork in disgust, and silently pushed away the plate in front of him.The taste of this stuff is not as good as his cat food, he would rather go home and snatch food from the cat's mouth than destroy his taste buds.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my banquet. Today I will introduce a new team to you." Upstart Yukihiko Sakurabuki walked out of the backstage with a cigar in one hand, and the spotlight hit his head like A big [-]-watt light bulb, I couldn't bear to look directly at it and closed my eyes, missing the big black sunglasses of vodka very much.

After being abroad for so long, this Tie Hanhan chatted with me on the Internet from time to time, bragging about the wisdom and martial arts of his big brother Ginjiu, "Today big brother killed xxx's undercover xxx, yesterday big brother killed yyy's undercover yyy, etc. ", the words "cannibalism" are filled between the lines.

Don't kill, don't kill, if you kill the black organization, there will be no one left.Originally, there were few people doing things, and there were no undercover agents supporting half the sky of the distillery. Where did Gin get its poor performance?How ugly is the year-end summary report? Does he have no points in his heart?It is not advisable to kill donkeys, we must pay attention to sustainable development.

In this room, Yukihiko Sakurabuki hugged Tezuka Kunimitsu's shoulders boldly, and he loudly attracted the attention of the audience, like a peacock with its tail open, with a bald butt hidden under its gorgeous feathers, "Tomorrow there will be a rape Please look forward to the duel of the century between players!"

I clicked and bit the lettuce in my mouth into two pieces, and my eyes slowly slid over the green youngsters at the table.Eiji Kikumaru shuddered, and asked his teammates puzzledly, "Do you feel like you are being stared at by something? It's that kind of super fierce feline animal... Wow, it's scary."

It felt like his wallet would be empty after being stared at by this kind of gaze for a long time.

I stuffed half of the vegetable leaves in my mouth and thought in the background of the rabbit grazing: I have seen this group of boys before. In the previous battle between Lihai and Youth Academy, the shortest little guy over there defeated My good friend Yukimura-kun.

Short stature, big ability.

On this dilapidated ship, I can actually see the ruthless person who solved the infinite moon reading, and I am immediately in awe.

Very good, they are undoubtedly the protagonist team, no matter who your opponent is, even if it is an alien with a tennis racket, I will bet on you to win.

Whether you can earn back the betting money depends on this sum!Cub, give mother a duck!

"Gogol, all the funds, let's invest in Qingxue." I nudged Gogol who was about to perform the magic "Swallowing an Apple Raw", almost causing him to accidentally get the apple stuck in his throat.

"Dangerous, dangerous." Gogol smiled and tossed the apple that appeared in his hand at some time, "It's an apple, does Xiao Qianye want to eat it?"

"Wash off your saliva on it before you say this." I waved my hand perfunctorily, "It's so big when you come up to play? If you want to swallow it, you can swallow it from the light bulb first, you can."

"It makes sense." Gogol put down the apple, his face full of thoughtfulness.

The waiter who listened to the whole process: ... Security, there are two psychopaths here, can you throw them into the sea to feed the fish?

"Are you two sure to bet all your funds on the new team? You really have foresight. This is a strong team that won the national competition—do you want to increase your principal?" The well-trained waiter is like the most professional counter salesman. Write down each guest's bets.

"The odds are very high." I glanced at them and saw that there were quite a few customers betting on Qingxue. As a well-known middle school student tennis player in Japan, it was only natural to choose to bet on them compared to a miscellaneous team that didn't know the details.

"Well, if Qingxue wins, Yukihiro Sakurabuki will go bankrupt, right?" I raised my eyebrows, "If I were him, I would either have enough confidence in my team, or I would have thought about it a long time ago—— Method."

As a born villain, there are too many places where this gamble can be manipulated, and it is on the ocean far away from the ground.Yukihiko Sakurabuki thinks that he has the advantage of armed forces, but he doesn't know that he has let in two black-hearted criminals who are not too serious and a group of camis from the magic tennis world. His plan will come true.

"Don't worry about it, the clown and Xiaoqianye are only responsible for transporting the money back." Gogol gave up the magic of swallowing apples alive, and instead plunged the knife into the pulp, and the sweet juice flowed down his It dripped from the fingers and dripped on the scarlet carpet, "It's the organization's expenses, and there will be big chicken legs to eat when I go back."

It turns out that the funds for the House of the Dead and the Five Decays of Heaven and Man are actually earned by the members themselves. What do you need, Mr. Fyodor the Devil?

It was related to my future food, so I immediately cheered up 12 points. Seeing that the boys from Seigaku were called to talk to Yukihiko Sakurabuki's office, I immediately contacted the Moss family who are everywhere on the cruise ship, and I was going to listen to it. Live broadcast.

Thanks to Mr. Sakura Fukiyuki who is so shabby that his office is decorated with tofu dregs. He obviously has a slender and weak surname full of pink girlish hearts, but he actually lives such a rough guy. He lives with moss and ants all day long.

"Deliberately losing the game...playing match-fixing?" Listening to the broadcast of Moss Brothers, I shook my head, why don't you have any sportsmanship, the standard boy villain role, you can't survive three episodes.

When I heard Yukihiko Sakurabuki asked his chef to threaten the young schoolboys with a chicken in one hand and a knife in the other, I rolled on the bed laughing so hard that I almost fell on the ground.

Wow, you are such a little genius, so creative, your thug is a chef?Who is this unborn descendant of the dark culinary world?The little boss would cry when he heard it, and Xingping Chuangzhen would give up the position of "King of Medicine" to others.

Forget it, I can't listen to it anymore, if I listen to their collection of ghost and animal jokes in my dream tonight, I will have a stomachache.I cut off the line, lay on the bed and texted Osamu Dazai, complaining about the terrible dinner tonight.

The top chef who cooks mackerel: It's really hard to eat!It's a little bit better than Mr. Dazai's energetic clear stew series, because their dishes can't kill people.

——And Osamu Dazai's food will make people lose their minds. I still remember that unbearable black history video.

God of Mackerel: Excessive!It was obviously a superb dish, both Ango and Oda Saku said it was great, but Qianye didn't know how to appreciate it.

Look, what is this thick pie crust on the ground?Oh~ It turned out to be Osamu Dazai's face that fell to the ground!As expected of him.

I was chatting with Osamu Dazai with the mobile phone, when I suddenly heard the sound of a tennis ball hitting the racket, echoing in the silent corridor.

In the middle of the night, which exterminating youth took out his murder weapon?

The top chef who cooks mackerel: It's getting late, Mr. Dazai, go to bed, good night.

"Ah, I'm gone." Osamu Dazai put down his phone, buried his head in the pillow, his black hair was messy, and he was trapped in the soft bedding.

In the dormitory assigned by the detective agency, the kitchen was as clean as new, and the take-out boxes were randomly discarded in the trash can. Looking at the packaging boxes, it was not Sanwu's private stall, but a chain porridge shop.

"I don't know why there are a lot less takeaways nearby, and all the three non-existent vendors disappeared overnight." Such rumors spread within a radius of 800 meters nearby, and even citizens who were too curious came to the detective agency to entrust investigation Task.

Edogawa Ranpo, who received the entrusted task, threw the entrustment on the face of Osamu Dazai who was lying on the sofa with salted fish, "Dazai, your task."

Osamu Dazai took down the power of attorney covering his face that was completely missed, first glanced at it with little interest, and suddenly coughed when he saw the specific content, "Ah, ah, this kind of thing How would I know~ It's none of my business." Then he tried to transfer the task to his partner Kunikida Doppo with an innocent face.

"Since Mr. Ranpo said it was your commission, there is nothing wrong with it. Don't look away, Dazai!" Kunikida Doppo, who was sitting at his desk and working hard, roared, "Give me a good job, you waste your bandages!" Device!"

"Hey——Kunikida-kun is too much!" The tax thief Osamu Dazai covered his face pretending to be hurt, but the detective agency, who knew his urinating nature, was unmoved. Dazai gave a "cut" and lazily A few words were written on the power of attorney, and then he threw the power of attorney to Kunikida Doppo with a relaxed face.

"The commission is completed. I have a new suicide inspiration today. I'll go first." Osamu Dazai waved his back to the crowd, and before Kunikida Doppo could react, he pulled the door and closed it in one go.

"Wait for Dazai! Don't leave early!" Kunikida Doppo picked up the glasses that Dazai was flying off, and looked down at what Dazai wrote on the power of attorney while getting angry.

The secret about takeaway: it’s thanks to my kids~ I’m so worried about it, it really bothers me, but all the porridge shops nearby have added crab porridge as a new product, which is highly praised! (love)

"What is this, you bastard Dazai!" Today's Kunikida-kun destroyed his own pen again, adding another unnecessary expense, congratulations, congratulations.

In the middle of the chat, I suddenly received a "good night" text message. The person on the other end of the phone must have not slept, and there must be another emergency to investigate.

"Extremely busy at work, Qianye." Osamu Dazai held the phone with one hand, and slid his finger on the chat interface, each message was reflected in his kite-colored eyes.

The time when Qianye sends him messages is usually not fixed. It may be because she thinks a little blue flower she saw on the side of the road is very cute, so she will take a picture and send it to him, or it may be because she was sent by the demon Fyodor today. The work requirements made it very angry, and I sent a long paragraph accusing the new boss of being a monster and shameless.

Scattered trifles outline her new daily routine, and Osamu Dazai participates in her world bit by bit.

The sliding finger stopped on a piece of audio, Osamu Dazai moved his finger and clicked the play button.

A low-pitched cello excerpt flows out of the player. The player's skills are unfamiliar, and the stumbling syllables are like ducklings queuing up to cross the river. The chubby body staggers across the cobblestone stream, which is inexplicably cute.

Osamu Dazai could almost imagine the appearance of Qianye playing the piano: her fingers tightly pinched the bow, her eyes drooped, staring nervously at the strings on the piano.When the wrong syllable is accidentally pronounced, the lips will be slightly pressed together, and then loosen unconsciously, and the lips will be stained with a touch of water.

It wasn't until she had practiced several times that she turned on the recording function of her phone and recorded a short piece of music for him.

In addition to the sound of the cello, the mobile phone with excellent radio recording ability also recorded Qianye's clear and shallow breathing. When he put on the earphones, he even had the illusion that she was lying on his shoulder and whispering to his ear.

Who is teaching her the cello?Someone once held her hand and led her to follow her own rhythm, someone once got her surprised and admiring gaze, and someone once painted her world in the time he couldn't get in.

"Majin, Fyodor..." The deep voice leaked from Dazai Osamu's lips and teeth, whether Fyodor's original intention was to test Qianye or to gradually interfere with her thoughts under the subtle influence, he stepped on the ground. His bottom line cannot be violated.

"She is a child I taught." Osamu Dazai turned off the phone, and the black screen reflected the man's cold face, "No matter what you do, it's useless. When it's time to betray, the most painful knife must be stabbed in the Your heart."

Even so, he was still very angry and angry.

After sending a text message to Osamu Dazai, I hurriedly put on my shoes and carefully opened the door of the room.

The young man with dark green hair holds a tennis racket in one hand, and the small yellow tennis ball is as obedient as a dog in his hand, hitting the iron frame on the side with a crisp sound.

The little guy I saw during the day suddenly jumped up and grew taller than me. Could it be that he took the medicine for growing taller given by the fairy godmother?

Where to buy the magic potion, share a link with me, I want to buy it as a gift for Mr. Nakaya, he will definitely jump up happily after receiving it, the head hammer may be able to break through the ceiling of Mori Ogai's office after counting the acceleration.

It has been a long time since Mr. Chuya was persecuted, and I miss the happiness he brought me.

"It's already this time, and is anyone still up?" Echizen Longya looked at me sideways, showing a boyish smile, "It's a guest... May I ask, who did you bet on tonight to win?"

Do you ask me to answer?Does the guest have no rights?

I opened the door and laughed, "Guess what, don't you also stay up most of the night? Be careful to faint on the spot in the middle of tomorrow's match."

"Did you bet on the smaller team?" Echizen Ryuya raised his wrist.The tennis ball fell into his palm from the air, making a soft "snap" sound, and he laughed flamboyantly, "I won't lose."

"If you lose, the boss will have a hard time." With my hands behind my back, I leaned forward slightly, "Waste that is not good at doing things has no value in existence, but you can't be too much prepared. So Yukihiko Sakurabuki threatened Aigaku to play match-fixing—with so many favorable conditions combined, is your victory meaningful?"

"I'm so young that I won't listen to that old thing's threat." Echizen Ryuya twirled the tennis ball in his palm, "I must compete with him once."

Okay, I can tell, although you are not the enemy's second or fifth boy, it is only a matter of time before you backstab your boss.

Miserable, Sakura Fukihiko, miserable.Obediently go bankrupt and donate the money to our organization's funds. Whether you can eat big chicken legs tomorrow depends on how fast you get off the assembly line. I'm gearing up.

"I've seen you." Echizen Ryuya said suddenly, "In a previous street match, I played a few matches with a stranger. I had a great time and made an appointment for dinner."

"While paying the bill, he had your picture in his wallet."

I:? ? ?

Sorry, where did this romantic debt come from?You don't want to spit blood at people, and don't kill people if you give their names.

Echizen Ryuya: "Name? Oh, he said his name is Toru Amuro."

The author has something to say: Qianye: There is a pot flying from the sky, I want to smash it back on Stoka's face.

That's right, not only the princes can play tennis, but also Touzi.