[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

The white lion frenzy that swept the whole school subsided just like that, everyone's love came and went quickly, and soon there were new ornaments to replace the old ones.

On Nagito's bag, there was a brand new white fur ball, and he cherished it to the extreme, wishing he could put a protective film on it, lest there would be dust on it.

The students in Class B all have sharp eyes, and soon discovered that a red-haired boy in Class A was wearing the same accessory on his schoolbag. With super high school-level eyesight, their fur balls are definitely from the same factory.

"It's a couple pendant."

"Sure."

Everyone quietly discussed their thoughts, yes, even though that Otonashi Ryo in front of you and Nagito in her class are in a relationship, but they must be "good friends" in private, as for why they didn't say it out ...

Do you understand the word fun? Today's young people like to play this game.

As a result, the two people in Hope's Peak Academy who are least likely to be made into a pair magically have a red line. They don't know why every time they go to AB class to work together, the two of them must be the last to form a team, and the people around them are still the same. The appearance of being moved to tears.

Mentally retarded... Are you a playwright?

However, Otonashi Ryo soon had no time to rest, and Senior Sister Jicun came to the door with his business card, saying that she hoped that he could help apply for an off-campus internship, and the internship location was Yayoi Komaeda's office.

Even a school cannot allow its territory to be invaded.

With a swipe of a pen, Otonashi placed her internship at Daozijing. This group of energetic monsters have already passed the hero license, and they just need to make a publicity call and start accepting commissions.

"Anyway, sister, don't worry, they are all very easy to get along with."

The younger brother's exhortation was still echoing in his mind, Jicun Jingzi swallowed nervously, and pushed open the door in front of him as if he were dead.

"A guest is coming!"

"Clean up the sofa quickly!"

The first floor of the apartment was clanging for a long time, but Shizuko Jimura stood stiffly at the door for the same amount of time.

In the end, Mikazuki Zongjin came out and guided the other party to sit down on the soft sofa, while Yingwan appeared with tea and snacks.

He already has his own tea art training room, and everyone vacated a room with the best light for him on the second floor. Wave after wave, the current appointments will be scheduled until next year.

"Talk slowly, I still have classes."

Umaru's voice has a soothing effect and has the power to calm people down.

Jicun Jingzi only dared to drink tea, because of her physical condition, she couldn't eat sweets, and it seemed that the delicate and delicious snacks couldn't be put into her mouth.

"Is it something that doesn't like sweets?"

Sanriyue didn't talk about the entrustment at the beginning, pointing at the dessert and smiling: "Then I'll help you change it, Candlestick Cut, please serve this guest a dessert without sugar."

Candlestick, who was entrusted temporarily, carefully recalled how to make the dim sum, and found that even the salty dim sum was added with sugar.

In the end, he brought out a three-flavored tamagoyaki, cut into small pieces thoughtfully, and sprinkled with bonito flakes and seaweed shreds.

"I put the sauce on the side, you can add it yourself if necessary."

The good-looking men who appeared in front of her one after another made Jicun Jingzi even more panicked. She lowered her head and took out the documents from her bag and put them on the table. She said in a breathy voice that she was not a guest, but a student who came to practice.

"It turns out that Miss Sister, you are our future companion."

Jin Jian protruded half of his body from the back of the sofa, and put his face on Jicun Shizuko's shoulder: "My name is Jin Jian, you can call me by my name directly, Miss, so what's your name?"

Monsters have their own way of judging people, but this seemingly gloomy little girl has a very clear aura, and there is a pleasant smell of medicine floating around when she gets close. For the first time when they met, everyone hated Jicun Jingzi. Has a goodwill degree above normal.

Stuttering and introducing herself, and panting word by word for what she could do, Jicun Jingzi was afraid that her performance just now would not be good, so that these seemingly friendly people would be kicked out.

She, a newcomer who came to practice at home, let Mr. Candlestick Chee make salty snacks and serve them. She is really a wife...

"Then..."

Shizuko Jimura awaits the final judgment.

"Have a welcome party!"

Aizen jumped out: "It happened to call the judge, cough cough, and Mr. Komaeda together. If the manager...you have to call, we have all the licenses, and the next step of the plan should be able to start Bar."

Everyone seemed to be looking forward to the future, Shizuko Jimura sat on the sofa and quietly relaxed her straight back.

I feel... they are all good people.

She unceremoniously sent everyone a good card, and her eyes were slightly bent, looking a lot brighter than when she entered the door.

For the rest of the time, she was still placed in the reception area. The elderly group formed by Sanriyue and other tea-drinking parties chatted with her. The rest of the people went shopping, and some were responsible for cleaning. There is something to do, which makes the little girl Jingzi restless.

"I'll go too, help?"

This is what it means to sit back and enjoy what you get... It was the first time since she was born that she was placed in the position of a distinguished guest, and she felt that she was not used to it from head to toe.

"Don't feel embarrassed."

Tsurumaru raised his index finger and shook: "Just now Shizuko also said that she is a pharmacist, so when cooking, do you prefer to weigh out the exact grams for cooking?"

After getting an affirmative reply, Tsurumaru pointed to the kitchen: "Our chef is a player who follows his heart. He believes that as long as he puts his heart into it, even white rice can be as delicious as Tong Zhi Gao."

"For people like him, the most unaccustomed thing is the cooking method that is accurate to every gram."

A head of garlic flew out from the kitchen and hit Tsurumaru's forehead precisely.

"If you have time to talk nonsense, why don't you come here and help me." Candlestick cut a cold chest and stood behind the cooking table, "And I can't see this method as accurate as it is. When making cakes and desserts, this is the most standard means of production."

"Then how about I... help make dessert?"

Finally found something she could do, Jimura Shizuko stood up from her seat, and tried to explain: "I haven't gone to the laboratory today to practice the technique of preparing medicine. I can't do it without enough practice. Making desserts Just enough to practice..."

Candlestick Chee's expression softened with her desperation that didn't match her words.

Candlestick Kiri also took out the extra apron and handed it to Shizuko, and took out the ingredients for the cake and arranged them.

"Don't force yourself, anyway, they are a bunch of idiots, even if you give half your life, you can swallow them."

Tsurumaru, who has been able to skillfully peel the garlic skin, raised his head at 45 degrees. Sure enough, it is different for girls and men, Guangfang, you who value sex over friends.

Smiling and noisy, when Yayoi Komaeda and Ryo Otonashi arrived at the office, the first floor was already surrounded by fragrant smells, and the tables were filled with all kinds of delicacies, including Chinese, Western, Japanese, Russian, French, British... from all over the world. Representative dishes all appear above.

And in the middle is a rather simple cake, decorated with only simple white cream and strawberries.

Because there were too many people attending the welcome party this time, the candlesticks were simply set up as a buffet. When everyone saw Yayoi Komaeda, the small fireworks that they just bought in the afternoon exploded, and the colorful shreds of paper fell into pieces. Shizuko Murura nodded.

After getting along for half a day, the little girl finally could accept that this group of people with outstanding looks were within three meters of her. Her face blushed a lot and the corner of her mouth showed a not-so-beautiful smile for the welcome of these people.

She usually wears a mask, and her expression is hidden behind the mask. She hasn't smiled like this for a long time.

"Mr. Komaeda and his manager, come and sit here."

Fu Sangshen reserved the best seats for the last two people. Everyone picked their favorite food to eat, said a few recent things from time to time, and tried their best to let Yayoi Komaeda know what they meant without leaving any traces.

——We are ready, stop being salty fish at home, let us go out to pick up tasks and make money.

"The cake made by Shizuko is the most delicious in the world!"

After the first person to eat crabs burst out with loud praises, the speed of eating by the short knives was significantly accelerated.

"It's just according to Mr. Candlestick Cut's recipe. If it's delicious...it's also Mr. Candlestick Cutie's credit."

Jicun Jingzi, who can't eat sweets, relaxes after seeing the cake she made is popular, and inexplicably understands why Liu Liuge is so disappointed after knowing that she can't eat the dessert made by the other party.

It's a pity that such a delicious thing can't be shared with friends.

It's just that now, I won't rely on Liu Liuge alone.

"Jingzi should be able to make an additive with a sweet taste but not sugar." Candlestick cut it a little bit, "If possible, we will use that next time. It's a pity that you are the only one who can't eat the cake."

The little girl nodded happily.

Looking at this scene, Yayoi Komaeda couldn't help but sigh in her heart, these people are indeed the sword men who are best at making little girls happy.

The current Jicun Jingzi is completely different from what she was in school. In just one afternoon, the little girl opened her heart and tried to walk out the door. The skills of the old monsters are indeed profound.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that Mr. Komaeda is thinking something very impolite."

Sankayue drank the sake in the cup, approached Komaeda and said softly, "We will help you take good care of this child."

"I'll trouble you to have more snacks."

If there is something wrong with the people who have been dug here from under the nose of Wu Qieren, it is estimated that no more interns will be able to come here in the future.

"I have something to tell you after dinner, it's best to call Karasuma over."

Sanriyue nodded, picked up the wine glass and touched Komaeda: "I haven't expressed my gratitude to you in person, we owe you a lot of favors, and I really don't know how to repay you."

Yayoi Komaeda said that it was because they were rare monsters that they were forgiven, but they were rescued from the game and had the current body and life, but it is not a simple thank you that can be repaid.

"Then work hard."

After drinking all the wine in the glass, Komaeda smiled slightly: "I didn't expect anything in return from you, but this situation is beyond my expectation."

"If... if someone finds out that I treat such a precious monster as an ordinary employee, I will probably run to the office and point my nose at me."

"please do not worry."

Tsurumaru only heard the sentence that Komaeda was pointed at and scolded: "If someone scolds you, I will help you..."

Komaeda raised an eyebrow: "For what?"

"I'll scold you back."

The serious look of the white-haired young man was so ridiculous that Yayoi Komaeda smiled unceremoniously.

"Sorry, he was drunk."

The candlestick cut over and took away the drunken Crane Maru.