Social animals don't deserve love

"Okay, okay. I see... I still don't understand, but I feel very powerful." A Dun went back to the ward dejectedly holding the computer in his head, and only me and me were left in the office again. Glasses.

The sound of typing on the keyboard stopped at some point, and the milk and pills were delivered to him: "Don't stay up all night, go to the treatment room to rest after taking the medicine. I will be on duty for you."

"Mr. Sakaguchi is a staff member of the Armed Detective Agency, or a family member of the staff? No matter how you think about substituting, you shouldn't say it...Mr. Assistant Officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

The moonlight shines through the windows indoors, and the brightness is relatively weak on nights that are not full moon.I stopped what I was doing and leaned on the file shelf to look at Ango Sakaguchi who was close at hand: "Are you not afraid of me anymore?"

"..." She suddenly remembered her previous sentence, "No matter where you went today, who you talked to, or what you did, I... can see it all."

I never imagined that one day I would have to face my wife with the vigilance I had when I was an undercover agent in PortMafia: "Why, you think too much. I'm afraid that approaching rashly will scare you."

The woman who was casually leaning on the file shelf with her arms folded smiled, looked sideways, her eyes were dark and dull: "Really?" She slowly raised her hand and approached.The movement was really slow. At first, it seemed that he wanted to touch the center of his brow, but in the end he only gently brushed the hair hanging by his ear: "The pupils are all constricted. If it is a stranger, I can understand it. Why?" So nervous about your ex-wife? What have I done to you?"

"Did you be locked up at home and not let you go to work and cruelly separated you from the working lady? Did you dismember your beloved work computer with a kitchen knife in front of you? Or..."

She circled him around, and had to stand on tiptoe to approach him because of the height gap: "Or did I take something from those philosophy books at home?"

"Ah, looks like the last bit."

Like a little girl who answered questions accurately in class, she smiled "seeking praise": "What did you hide in it? A password? A one-way communication password between the Special Agents Division and the infiltrating investigators. "

"Let me guess... who am I going to spill these cute words on?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Sakaguchi Ango softened his eyes and smiled softly: "You wouldn't do that when you were sane and normal."

"That's why you're afraid because you've seen me in a state of insanity and abnormality."

I think I've got my answer, the only problem is - dead people don't reappear.If it reappears, there must be something that can challenge the law.

If such a miraculous thing really exists, whether I died of illness, whether I was sick or not, these questions have to be marked with question marks.

How much did she guess?

——The tit-for-tat wife, who is not influenced by emotion, made him feel for the first time that "the opponent is slightly inferior to the opponent". The last person who made him so afraid happened to work in this private detective agency.

Is it some kind of metaphysics like feng shui luck?Why has the Ability Secret Service Division never recruited such capable talents...

Think about it, apart from Tsujimura Fukatsuki, who always chases Ayatsuji's pedestrians around, there is only one Oguri Shutaro who was picked out from the seventh agency, who can barely be called useful, and the others are all mediocre who can only undertake ordinary jobs.The latter also has a hobby of writing mystery novels and loses his job from time to time, which makes people want to put him back in the prison of superhumans.

Ah, he can't be stuffed in, or he will be fooled by Dostoevsky and have to repeat his previous memories.This time, he would rather blow up the prison by hand than let Dazai get in. Once the attention of everyone in front is diverted by the demon, Fubuki who stays behind and can easily be ignored will be in danger.

"It's not that I'm afraid, well, it's true. After being hit by you with a wine bottle, I lay in the hospital for a long time. For a person with supernatural powers, it is already considered a serious injury."

In order to show that "there is nothing to be afraid of", he specially delivered milk and pills to me: "Take medicine and drink milk, and then go to rest. Otherwise, I will specifically ask President Fukuzawa to give you a paragraph." holiday."

This kind of request has a high probability of success, and there will be a supervisor who takes turns working overtime every day.I personally have a deep resentment about "working overtime", so I naturally don't want my colleagues to be forced to work longer hours because of me.

"Sit over there!"

I pointed to the desk and took the milk and the medicine box handed over by the glasses. After I poured tons of tons, I took out a quilt and put on my clothes and lay down on the sofa: "Shut up!"

If I go to the treatment room and find a bed to lie down and rest, A-Dun will probably be too nervous to sleep all night.Why bother?Anyway, it's summer now, and it's not cold at all under a thin quilt.

Having said that, this sofa is really comfortable to lie on. It is moderately soft and hard, with a curve in line with human physiology. No wonder Osamu Dazai doesn't want to move when he lies on it during the day.

Ango Sakaguchi didn't dare to say "no", so he obediently took the computer and changed places.

The regular sound of typing on the keyboard gradually made my eyelids heavy. Under the effect of sleeping pills, I quickly fell asleep. I didn't know that soon after, I turned off my glasses and moved to the sofa to sit and watch me catch up on sleep.

——She fell asleep, relaxed and drowsy under the "soothing" of vitamin C pills pretending to be sleeping pills.Even if I tried my best not to close my eyes, I couldn't resist the brain's desire for sleepiness.

Are you still breathing?He couldn't help but move again and again, and finally sat by her side to guard before he could barely feel relieved.

In his memory, his wife unfortunately died of a serious illness at the end of the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man". When he heard the news, she had already... The loneliness and despair at that moment almost split him in two.Half of them think rationally and continue to live and work step by step, and half of them are almost crazy and their hearts are like dead wood and ashes.

Hence the tragedy that followed.

The application of things like "books" is really terrifying, ignoring time and space, ignoring the laws that keep the world running, as long as the logic of words is established, the things written on the pages of the book will be forcibly transformed into reality.

——No matter what, even if the dead people reappear.

I am extremely glad that she is still alive right now, even if she leaves herself.If this can keep her away from danger, Ango Sakaguchi touched the sapphire lady's wedding ring on his chest, he would rather wear this ring alone for the rest of his life.

She was so cute when she was asleep, her cheeks were bulging, and she looked like she was pouting and acting like a baby when viewed from the side.She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and scratched the broken hair covering her forehead. The person who felt the itching rubbed hard on the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.

The moon shadow gradually moved westward on the pane, and Ango Sakaguchi moved a stool and sat by the sofa to peek at his ex-wife and occasionally glance at the computer.After more than half a year of subtle efforts, the political resources in the hands of Chief Farming have basically been handed over to him, and the name is still the assistant to the chief. In fact, the Ability and Secret Service Section now only has the words of the assistant officer.

If he wants to infiltrate the parliament from the bottom up, he must get more powers. These powers allow him to eliminate dangers in advance, and countless branches that may endanger her are cut off.The Sakaguchi family has been marginalized for several years because of the untimely death of the old Mr. Sakaguchi, and his father-in-law also died young as a scholar, so he can only rely on his own efforts.Divorced from his wife Yada Fuyuki for nearly a year, no one has introduced women from other political families, but Ango Sakaguchi himself is not chasing power for the sake of being in a high position, so naturally he has no intention of doing so.After being absent-minded for a few times, enthusiastic people mentioned him again and said "affectionate" with a smile.

Putting this term on young officials does not necessarily mean a compliment.

At the moment, Mr. Sakaguchi, who is deeply affectionate, can't leave his ex-wife's eyes. He didn't even notice the fat cat she raised when he sat across from him and examined him.

——What exactly are Mr. Sakaguchi looking at?The same question has asked him to describe it for the fourth time. Could it be that there is really a major mistake that has been overlooked!

Mr. Assistant Officer, who keeps making his subordinates report repeatedly with a blank face, thinks about something else entirely: How much do you want to be able to sit quietly beside Fuxue and accompany him like this now? There will be fewer and fewer similar opportunities in the future... until a certain time One day she starts a family with someone else again.At that point, he'd have to get out of her life entirely, forced out of his head like an unwelcome memory.

Frustration, loss, regret, but no resentment or anger.Because this was originally caused by his own negligence, forgetting to give back the same after receiving everything she offered.

"There is no more chance."

I won't give anyone another chance to hurt you, including myself.

The ordinary staff of the Ability Secret Service Division on the opposite side of the connection are about to cry—Mr. Sakaguchi said that there will be no next time, does it mean that this is the last time, and they are going to be fired!

Then he saw that his actual immediate boss reluctantly looked away, gave the camera a peripheral vision, took out the bluetooth headset and put it on.

etc!Wearing headphones?In other words, Mr. Sakaguchi didn't turn on the external device just now?See all text descriptions?He said it stupidly for so long and the boss didn't listen at all?

However, he only dared to curse in his heart: Ango Sakaguchi, you big trash!Stinky shit!

The sound of typing on the keyboard sounded again, and the fat orange and white who was silently squatting directly opposite jumped onto the sofa and looked down for a while at the man who was lying on the armrest in an attempt to keep away the man who was always looking this way.He seemed to have misunderstood his size, and his big, piercing cobalt blue eyes kept shining like two small light bulbs at night.

Once again, Ango Sakaguchi, who was distracted and couldn't help but look around, turned his head and met a pair of big shining eyes.

e... Fubuki's cat, so fat.

I'm so envious, this cat can justifiably and brazenly lie in her arms, enjoy meticulous and gentle care, and even take away most of her attention...

The typing hand gradually slowed down. He stretched out his right hand and slowly approached the orange cat. Seeing that the other party just looked and had no adverse reaction, he quickly pressed the cat's head.This was a terrible blow, the orange cat was furious, and it swung its claws like lightning to catch up and hit and scratched.Mr. Sakaguchi, who was holding the laptop, couldn't dodge five bright red paw prints on the back of his hand in an instant. He didn't dare to make a sound for fear of waking up the sleeping person on the sofa, so he closed the computer and got up hastily.

The cat's jumping ability is many times stronger than that of a human. It immediately flies up and jumps to the back of the "opponent" and hits the afterimage on the head.

I can't say how painful it is, no matter how painful it is, it is not as painful as the blood marks from a cat's paw.Ango Sakaguchi, who tried his best to twist and turn, could not let the cat leave, could only hold the computer with one hand, and chase the cat all over the body with the other hand.

As a human being, it really is so miserable to be beaten by a cat... The young man who kept retreating had no time to care about his feet, and stumbled on the folds of the carpet, and then a loud noise erupted in the quiet office, spreading along the quiet and empty street was reflected back again.

"what!"

The three characters "It's over" appeared on the faces of one person and one cat at the same time, and the person who was resting on the sofa wrapped in a quilt slowly sat up, raised his hand and rubbed his left eye and his right eye.After rubbing for a while, she lifted the quilt and got up, went to the wall and took a picture of the light switch: "You two... what are you doing?"

I looked down at the ground where the sound came from, my glasses were holding the computer and my feet were facing the sky, and Socrates' whole cat pounced on him and his paws hadn't been retracted yet.The ex-husband, whose face was covered in blood from being scratched, was miserable, and the computer in his arms was unscathed.

As expected of you, Ango Sakaguchi!

"Are you hungry? Here's an extra meal for you."

I opened the freeze-dried jar and grabbed a handful and put it in the cat food bowl. I squinted my eyes and stepped forward to pick up my beloved cat.

It's impossible to wake up without a trace of annoyance in the middle of sleep, but the two who woke me up were the cat I raised since childhood, and my ex-husband who could almost go to the hospital for a disability assessment... Forget it, tomorrow early Make up for sleep.

I took out a wet towel and wiped the four meat pads for Socrates, and I put the cat next to the cat food bowl: "Well, don't be angry, let's go home and eat fish after get off work at dawn."

The orange cat sat by the bowl and didn't even look at the freeze-dried favorite, its tail slapped the ground anxiously.I wiped it on his head twice, and the cat grunted and hid in the cat litter and refused to come out again.

Turning to look at the glasses again, he had already got up from the ground and was taking a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the wound.

"There is disinfectant and bandages in the treatment room, keep your voice down."

Really, if you are not good at it, don't fight with people, let alone with cats, no matter you win or lose, you will lose face.

"I'm fine, hiss..." The glasses obviously underestimated Socrates' combat power and overestimated his own force value.

I walked to the door and turned my head to signal him again: "Hurry up, I'll deal with it for you, so that you don't have to wait until you return to the Supernatural Secret Service to make people suspect that our armed detective agency attacked public officials for no reason."

"Oh!" As soon as I said to treat his wound, the guy quickly put down the computer and followed: "I'll help you get things!"

Socrates, who heard the opening and closing of the wooden door, poked out the orange cat's head and cursed.