Social animals don't deserve love

"Oh, Ango, you're back, how's the case?"

Just finished "communicating" with some idiots in the council, the head of the Supernatural Secret Service Section Tan Tian Shantouhuo fanned his small fan to stop the disciples who had returned in a hurry.

According to the past practice, Ango Sakaguchi would summarize the ins and outs of the whole incident and the conclusion within 3 minutes.

"Teacher Zhong Tian, ​​how do you coax your mother back to her mother's house every time you anger her?"

Chief Farmer: "..."

Believe it or not, if it wasn't for my direct disciple, I would be able to copy a fan and smash it at you?How come which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted!

How can the matter of my wife go back to her natal family be discussed in public, right? It's clearly a love affair between old husbands and wives!

Hmm... It seems that the disciple encountered the same trouble.Well, ahahahahahaha, it's an old tradition, people with supernatural abilities are so good at making trouble, and the government's control over the country is so low...

Anyone can ride on his head and yell, and I am also very depressed!

From time to time, I would go to my father-in-law’s house to ask my wife’s bald head to scratch my scalp, and hesitated: “Just admit your mistakes sincerely, plead guilty, and come to ask your father-in-law, mother-in-law and wife for forgiveness… including not limited to writing a letter of guarantee and stamping your fingerprints to guarantee that you will never be wronged. Repeat."

——If the guarantee is useful, there won’t be the qualifier “every time”, okay?

"Understood, it is very instructive."

Ango Sakaguchi felt that it should be used as a lesson. The teacher is a bad example in this regard.

"Anwu, have you offended your wife? I told you a long time ago not to stay in the office all the time..." He couldn't help but feel a little guilty as he spoke, and his scalp hand gradually slipped down to cover the back of his head: "Will you marry me?" Such a beautiful girl is a great blessing.”

"If you can apply for more positions, I certainly don't want to work overtime."

Mr. Sakaguchi's complaints always hit the nail on the head. Taneda Yamatou's eyes wandered from side to side, but he didn't want to show timidity in front of his disciples: "I'm applying now. Do you have any suitable candidates for recommendation?"

"If the Secret Service had chosen to keep Oda Sakunosuke, I think you would have at least one more diligent, honest and principled subordinate." The young man raised his eyes to look at the ceiling: "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"Ah, I'm sorry about that too."

It's a real pity. The death of Sakunosuke Oda not only changed his disciple's attitude towards the port mafia, but also caused him to start a deal with the Seventh Agency in the future. Friends choose to let go of their pride.

Taneda Shantou sighed: "I will give you half a day off tomorrow morning, go home and apologize to your wife. I remember that he was really a beautiful child. It wasn't long before you came back from the port, half a year or a year? She was worried Find the Ministry of Internal Affairs, because you haven't been home for two weeks..."

"The Cangwang incident is simply a nightmare..." An Wu rubbed his temples vigorously: "The public security, the military department, and the Metropolitan Police Department are all in chaos like a pot of porridge. Everyone is exhausted from being busy."

"Yeah, because there is no specific responsible existence, and the units are doing their own thing, the final result will be like that." The farming chief thought of the "Apostle of Cang" who had just been solved a few months ago, and couldn't help but have a headache: " This is the significance of the work of the Supernatural Secret Service... not only to protect ordinary people from people with supernatural abilities, but also to protect people with supernatural abilities from ordinary people.”

"I know, I know, teacher."

He took a deep breath: "Let me leave, the report will be submitted to you soon after the interrogation is over, and besides, if I ask for leave tomorrow morning, what will happen to my work?"

"Hand over to Tsujimura for the time being."

"Forgive me to remind you that Tsujimura is also responsible for monitoring Ayatsuji pedestrians."

"..."

"..."

Not enough manpower...

"Then, I'll go back to the office to sort out the materials first."

By the way, let's deal with the incoming letter. Normally, these things are left to the assistant, but the assistant is too busy to keep his feet on the ground, so he just dragged it like that...Since Chuuxue mentioned this matter, something must have happened.

Then again, why was she so angry?

An hour later, Ango Sakaguchi, the assistant officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, rushed out of the office and randomly grabbed someone to send a message: "Ask for leave from Mr. Tanada for me, and I will trouble the teacher with work!"

"Senior Sakaguchi, who is this?" The newcomer, who had just joined the job for a few days, widened his eyes and was at a loss, and the boss who had almost disappeared from the job floated from a distance: "The house is on fire!"

"Ah?" Fire, you call the fire alarm?

Newcomer, I'm at a loss.

This is the second time since I returned two years ago... Ah no, I can't remember how many times I have had dealings with the police gentlemen.In short, the current situation is that I was taken to the Kanagawa Metropolitan Police Department and immediately surrounded by police officers.Got a quiet room to rest after asking over and over again, even warm pork chop rice with hot tea and sweets.

It really looks like it's been taken care of.

Soon the president of the Armed Detective Agency, Mr. Fukuzawa Yukichi, appeared in person and took me out. He didn’t take me home. On the way back to the detective agency, this serious man asked me if I would accept employment.

"Ranbu told me that you are divorced. A woman who lives alone needs a stable source of income to live with dignity. I don't understand the life of an artist, and I don't know whether painting can make you live comfortably." He hesitated for a few seconds, trying to find Vocabulary: "I have no requirements for members, and I don't control them very much. It's good to do what I like while working."

To be honest, if I make a living entirely by drawing illustrations... I'm really close to starving to death.There are countless people who can draw, but very few can really support themselves by this.I have been able to do this work without worry, largely because of the support of my parents - financial conditions, including inheritance, have allowed me to not worry too much about commissions.

Even so, there were moments of crisis when I almost went into the sea to draw adult cartoons.

"Why are you...?"

It is impossible not to doubt, I am just an ordinary person, and the scope of recruitment of the Armed Detective Agency seems to be "supernatural powers"?

Mr. Fukuzawa walked ahead and didn't even look at me: "The scope of recruitment is to 'have a righteous heart', and does not value the fighting strength of the members."

In fact, there is only one real detective, and all the others, including the president, are "armed".

He recalled the suggestion made by the child before going out: "Xiao Fuxue is very smart! And as an excellent painter, she is naturally very sensitive to changes in people's facial expressions and muscles. I find it difficult to deceive her eyes."

This is the second time that Ranpo has recommended employees to him. The last one was the social doctor and Akiko Yosano, who were excellent.

It just so happens that the "serial murder case of people with different abilities" at the moment proves that Yada Fubuki has the precious quality of being willing to sacrifice himself for others, and even the entrance test can be exempted.Of course, these are very important factors, but not all.The unseen danger she faced was another reason.

"Forehead……"

I felt my face was burning hot.At first glance, Mr. Fukuzawa is a person who doesn't talk about praise. It's embarrassing to be evaluated as "righteous in heart".

I have never thought about what to do after the divorce. Except for publishing his works for Oda Sakunosuke, my life seems to have not changed much from before.I do want to... change.

Of course, Ango was more responsible for the failure of the previous marriage, but in all fairness, I am too closed to myself and put all my trust on others. I can't say that there is no problem.

People always have to grit their teeth and rely on themselves to stand up-this truth is finally understood after the marriage is over.

"I'm not very bright, and I'm always clumsy. My passion for painting may be stronger than my work. If you don't mind...Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

The silver-haired man in blue shirt stopped with his back to me, and nodded slightly: "I'll give you three days off to deal with private affairs, and the detective agency will start working in three days later."

three days later?

Me: "...President? It will be Saturday in three days. Does the detective agency implement a seven-day working system???"

Mr. Fukuzawa: "..." Forgot!

"On duty."

I understand, he must have given three days off without even thinking about it, it is best not to let the face of the new boss fall to the ground and cannot be picked up: "Okay, I will show up on time."

I said before that I would bid farewell to everyone after the incident, but I didn't expect to turn a corner and continue to get along, it seems pretty good?

Walking back to the dormitory, Socrates threw himself into his arms with unprecedented enthusiasm, meowing and acting like a baby, and Mr. Fukuzawa's eyes were so hot that it almost materialized.

"Mi woo woo~" The cat raised its butt and stuck its head into my chest, not wanting to make eye contact with the other Twoleg.

——It’s a bit scary, most people who pick cats are bald, and it feels like they will be skinned if they fall into this person’s hands, but he sent me back to the shit-shoveling officer... Sure enough, I still hide!

"If you need help, just say it, have a good rest, and see you later."

Seeing that there was not even a cat hair to touch, Fukuzawa Yukichi sighed secretly and turned away.

I held Socrates in my arms and opened the door to enter the house, and ran along his smooth fur: "Baby, thank you for your hard work, do you want to eat fish or meat?"

"Ow!"

It sounded like he had a greater desire for fish, so I stroked his little furry head and said, "Okay, I'll eat fish!"

There are still a few saury frozen in the refrigerator, and the mud crabs used as food reserves are also alive and well, spitting bubbles at the bottom of the bowl.I hugged Socrates around a few times, lying on the tatami and staring at the ceiling in a daze - every day is a new day, no matter how sad things will be left in yesterday, I muster up the courage to lift my feet and go out, there will always be There are different landscapes waiting for me.

First make the cat rice, and then send the manuscript of Sakunosuke Oda to the editor Kawase. The remaining time is enough for me to add illustration details.Thinking of my new job in three days, I was as happy as I was when I received hot cocoa from a nurse.

Work is not just for food, but also a kind of recognition, which is regarded as an independent individual and recognition of ability.

Humming a little tune to prepare the cat meal, Socrates walked around my feet expectantly.When in a good mood, people will want to eat more, and feel hungry after a long time

"Hmm... only kelp and wooden fish flowers..."

The empty refrigerator gaped at me in protest.Just, make a bowl of chazuke and make do with it first, and there is a frozen saury belonging to Socrates... You are welcome to requisition it in advance, and I will return it to him tomorrow.

"Yeah, Fubuki accepted the president's invitation, right?" The overly cute Mr. Ranpo suddenly appeared on the window frame.Seeing the kombu I was cooking and glanced at the sink, he raised his hand: "Ochazuke? I want it too!"

"But I don't have any eggs!" I nodded while grabbing wooden fish flowers and throwing them into the pot, scooping them up a few times and quickly turning off the fire.

If you eat it yourself, it doesn't matter if you have eggs or not, but it will inevitably seem stingy to treat "senior" like this.

Mr. Ranpo tilted his head and thought for a while: "I'll ask Junichiro for two, anyway, you will go out to buy tomorrow, and you will go home to bring some things, and then you can supply him."

I have no objection, it's just eggs, and twenty more are fine.

He ran downstairs and knocked on the door, and soon came back with two eggs and put them on the window sill: "Okay!"

The rice and fish have been placed in bowls, topped with broth and eggs, Ochazuke is as simple as that.Mr. Ranbu must use a spoon to stir the egg and wrap it on the rice. I picked up the bowl and stirred it together, scooped up a spoonful and stuffed it into my mouth.

It's delicious. Sure enough, people's perception is affected by emotions, and even such a simple ochazuke becomes delicious.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Sister Xue is moving towards

Ahead

keep growing

being left behind

guy

can only hide

bite the handkerchief

Congratulations Ango

Finally found

backyard on fire

In addition, Gengtian Shantouhuo Sanyuan did always go to his father-in-law's house to beg his wife to come back. Later, his wife refused to return and broke up with him, so she became a monk. ? ?