Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

"Go to the present world, obviously I stayed in Honmaru very well..."

"Isn't the opposite door squatting at Wannian's house..."

Shiori snorted and muttered when he thought of the neighbor who was equally equal in Ouqi but obviously superior in society.

Going to the headquarters is still a symbolic formal dress, and Candlestick cut left a complete formal suit.

The white-robed scarlet hakama, similar to the traditional priestess costume, looks quite neat.But wearing glasses like this is a bit awkward. Shiori took off the plain glasses and put them on the table, carefully arranging them.

After peeling off the sugar left by the candle holder, the sweet and sour taste of lemon filled the mouth, which made Shiori's still a little dizzy mind clearer.

but.

How do you wear this?

It’s hard to get all the fabrics to look like they should be worn on the body, but after being salted for a long time, this kind of straps are a bit too much and a little more complicated...

The human version, Missy, with disabled hands, no way.

"Mi sauce—are you still there?"

Suddenly thinking that today's valet seems to be Mikazuki Muneki, Inoue Shiori was even more desperate and called out tentatively.

"Yes. Ji Jun?"

There was a smile in the young man's voice, obviously anticipating the current situation.

"Could you please come in and tie my belt..."

Holding the long crimson belt around her waist, she closed her eyes, haha ​​bitterly.

The knot inside is barely okay, no one sees it anyway, but it's really hard to tie yourself a nice (cosmetic) knot, and she just doesn't want to be laughed at by some annoying boss.

"It's really troublesome for you."

----

By the time she got to the restaurant again, it was almost eight o'clock.

"Xiaozhen, good morning."

The person in charge of the kitchen today is Zhong Zhenzong, who is also a member of the Date group, and the other Bai He, who was supposed to come to help, probably bounced around and flew to seek fright and excitement.

"Oh, Ji Jun woke up very early today~"

Full of vigor, the short-sworded blue-haired Zhengtai was still holding a plate in his hand, looking up and smiling like a little sun.

"After all, Mi Jiang came to scoop me up from the bed a whole hour earlier."

She was a little embarrassed, glanced at the time, and speeded up her meal.

"I heard that they want me to return to the present world. I hope there will be no major trouble."

"Has the little girl gotten up yet? Very good very good, hahaha."

Today's valet, who seemed to have finished a wave of morning tea with his tea friends, finally changed into a troublesome but gorgeous uniform, and unhurriedly put the empty dishes into the sink. Walking around the pool with sleeves on, looking pretty laid back.

"Good morning, Grandpa, please accompany me to the headquarters."

She also just put down the bowl, folded her palms together, thanked her, and looked up.

"Is it work? Got it."

Mikazuki Zongjin, who had already heard Candlestick's explanation, nodded, and the golden hair ornament on his head shook slightly, making his face even more beautiful.

Because of the episode in the morning, Shiori Inoue involuntarily glanced at the opponent's uniform...

She even complained about the old man before.

But, the clothes look really complicated, it's not a problem for him to ask others for help all the time.

The sudden (handicapped party compatriots) empathy.

She froze for a moment.

"Three-day moon..."

"Ok?"

"No, nothing."

"Hahahaha, do you want to touch it? You can touch it."

Sanri Yuezong looked down at his clothes (?), and spoke solemnly to his little girl.

The light golden crescent moon in the eyes is just like a rising smile, the pupils of the eyes are as blue as the sky towards the dawn, which is gentle and tolerant, but the expression has a hint of kind ridicule.

It's as if the elders of their own parents treated a little girl who had a sudden whim, and almost killed her with a gloved right hand.

……

…………

Shiori was stunned for a second, then twitched the corner of her mouth and looked away.

"That's why I can't touch it!"

"Hahahaha, very good, very good. But skinship is also possible, hahaha."

"Don't touch your hair, the high ponytail will mess up—"

"host!"

Familiar shouts came from not far away, and Hasebe, who should still be on the expedition, was running aggressively, wearing a battle uniform, carrying the main body, and seemed to be carrying some dust.

Obviously, the most recent expedition mission was at the level of investigation, and basically there would be no conflicts, but he still looked a little embarrassed.Looking at the unscrupulous old man who had just "bullied" his own Ji Jun, his eyes were quite evil.

"Hasebe?"

Opening the [door], he was finishing the beige feathers on his body with his hands, and the serious woman waved at him, her body had faintly turned into fine streamers.

Looking at the drooping dog ears of his loyal dog Dao, who was about to materialize, he raised his eyebrows and spoke helplessly.

"Although I don't want to, it looks like I'll be staying in this world for a while. Foxnosuke should agree to move Honmaru to this world. Can I ask you to do the housekeeping?"

"I'm out, and welcome home."

Seeing the twinkling eyes on the other side, Shiori smiled and waved.

# # #

The headquarters of the Government of Time is not on the world line in any sense. It is said that it is in the enchantment of the space-time rift opened by an unknown boss. The background is mysterious and powerful.

Although it can be regarded as the top organization of Shinto, the base construction of the headquarters is quite modern or ultra-modern futuristic sci-fi style.

Go through the long corridor and push the door.

In addition to Shiori's familiar face, which is gentle and gentle, but is actually a sinister squinting boss (pseudo) Minamoto Reio, there is also a strange-looking existence.

His presence was so low that Shiori didn't even notice for a moment.However, after actually meeting and paying attention to him, I feel inexplicably that the aura around him is ethereal and vigorous, and there is also a strange sense of familiarity that makes Shiori wonder.

She should have never met him.

While thinking about it, Shiori straightened up and nodded politely towards the opposite side.

On the surface, he looks like a puzzled boy in his teens, with long golden hair and indifferent eyes that are almost empty, but he reveals something in an unusually harmonious way. His robe dragged to the floor, looked at her, and suddenly smiled at her.

Then turned and left.

Oops.

At the same time as it was inexplicable, there was a kind of intuition warning that it was not very good [causing trouble], which made people tremble all over.

"Ah, long time no see, little Shizhi, you've grown up so much!"

However, before Shiori could think carefully about why she was being paid special attention by [ ], the squinting-eyed man in a wide-sleeved kimono stretched out his hands from the big sleeves, as if he wanted to pat the girl on the shoulder.

Shizhi immediately came back to his senses, turned his steps, and his spiritual power was in place. In the blink of an eye, he walked ten meters away from him, his body was almost close to the door, his eyes were disgusted, but there was a standard business smile on his face.

"What's the matter with you, Mr. Yuan."

"..."

Am I hated?

Obviously there is no such thing as eyes, but the young man in front of him still has such a lost sense of sight of "looking like a showman's upper body".

"Three moons."

The outwardly well-behaved woman had no fluctuations in her heart, and signaled to the valet who was guarding the door.

"Yes."

"It seems to be all right, I—"

"Xiao Shizhi is really getting less and less cute. When you saw me, you took pity on brother Yang..."

Shiori glanced at the man who was still playing tricks, and continued very calmly.

"—Let's go back..."

"Go to the present world, Shiori."

"You are not allowed to squat at home."

What happened to squatting at home?Has the salted fish eaten your rice?If you have the ability to dig out the Wannian family squat next to my Honmaru from the room!

Shiori Inoue glanced over with disdainful eyes and raised her hand.

"Fourth Breakthrough—Bai Lei."

"You can't refuse even if you are angry. We have a serious relationship between superiors and subordinates who signed a contract, but the location—"

The man took out a few folded paper sticks, stepped forward a few steps, while avoiding the attack of the subordinate's ghost, he turned around and blocked Shiori's way to leave the door.Still smiling.

"I promise to have the location you want, whether you can get it or not depends on your own luck."

"Little Shiori, you haven't been to the real world since graduating from university..."

The man has an upright look for the sake of the juniors who are suspected of being socially phobic.

"Don't mention it, I don't seem to have been home, my family is also in this world."

Shiori complained silently, glanced at him suspiciously, and raised his hand helplessly to draw one of the lottery.

He was not in a hurry to open the lottery, but just pressed it in his hand, pressed his thumb against the thin piece of paper, and held it tightly in front of him.

"Well—"

The other side still maintained a disgusting expression.

"Forget it, first explain why you let me go to this world."

----

The reason lies in the fusion of parallel world lines that appeared unconsciously in the world during the repulsion of the time-traveling army.

As the situation calms down, this phenomenon gradually stabilizes, forming a hodgepodge of multiple worldviews.

The history before modern society is hard to say, even because the "history" of various worlds is not very similar, resulting in a certain "elastic" history, forming different parallel worlds, and there is no need to be too obsessed with a certain fixed board. "Facts" too.

But the big world after the fusion also caused too dense intersection, and the fixed point happened to be Shiori's era.

So there will be some small troubles more or less.

Then at this time, talents with sufficient ability and spiritual power to control the overall situation are needed.

"That's our excellent little Shiori."

As he said, he was about to start reading Shiori's various resumes, but was stopped by Shiori's raised hand under his hashtag smiling face.

To put it simply, as long as the place to go is the present world, according to the intelligence, mobilize a top-level Honmaru full of swords, and assign Fusangshen to various places for maintenance, and it doesn't matter where it stops.

Not to mention.

"Xiao Shiori's Shunpo is very good. It's great to be able to catch up with any accidents--" (One person can manage a world with scarce labor, and there is such a real fragrance.)

Yuan Lianyang gently pulled out the paper stick from Shiori's hand, and opened it in front of her. In order to show that he hadn't tampered with it, he spread it out in front of her first, and then turned it around to look at it.

【Yokohama】

"It's a pity, it's not Tokyo, but the Kanto area is similar, and it's very close."

The man grabbed the lottery in his hand and pondered for a moment.

"How about opening a clinic? Shiori, you have a long history of family education and professional counterparts...By the way, I have already prepared everything."

Thinking back to the doctor's qualification certificate that was selected by the lottery for the non-professional target certificate during the university, Shiori suddenly had a very clear understanding of her lottery.

You must know that her major in university is not medicine...

Although Accident is still considered talented in medicine, and has completed the examination of the doctor's qualification certificate under the operation, and after completing the examination, he has done some "special" internships that ordinary medical students do not usually do. On the one hand, because of the Dunshun Liuhua ability he inherited from his mother, he directly became a talented bug player, leaving a legend in the world.

But still can't deny the fact that she was dizzy and in pain when she read the book.

Obviously other aspects of luck are enough to be called lucky s, basically never lost in gambling.

Her signing luck is out of proportion to her own luck.

"What you mean is that you have already booked all the places for me? Just give me the address."

She is not short of money, and she does not believe that a small private clinic that does not seek to make progress will be busy.

When I stay in the clinic every day, at most I do such trivial things as bandaging wounds, measuring blood pressure, applying red lotion, and sending out Radix Radix.

and also.

"Don't squeeze my labor force too much. The fusion of world lines made me suddenly think that there are ghosts and gods from another world who once sent me an invitation to work in hell."

If it's over-squeezed, I'll quit.

Shiori threatened jokingly, and put the address handed by the man backhand into the secret pocket specially reserved for things.