When can the vests have a tea party?

The blond girl with neat braids was turning the pen in her right hand, staring intently at the documents spread out in front of her, drawing on them from time to time.

On her right hand side, there is a small pile of approved documents neatly stacked.On her left, there was another wave of folders piled higher than her head.

Chuxue Zhongyuan took a sip of coffee, put down his pen, and rubbed his eyes.

She temporarily usurped the throne, and her position is not too stable. Officer A is still eyeing the position of the leader, and has begun to take advantage of the opportunity to buy people's hearts frequently before she can fully control the entire Hong Kong. weapon.

After becoming the leader, she needs to control all the information as soon as possible, and suppress the possible opposition voices of Hong Kong and black as quickly as possible.But not long ago, Ango Sakaguchi, an easy-to-extract employee, took advantage of the mimic incident to reveal his undercover identity and returned to the Supernatural Secret Service.

At the time of the usurpation of the throne, there was not much movement in Hong Kong and black. Even if the gag order was issued, the Supernatural Secret Service Division has definitely received rumors of a change of leadership in Hong Kong and black.As soon as he returned to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, he was faced with Hong Kong, black and sky, and Ango Sakaguchi would definitely fall into overtime hell again.

Thinking about it this way, Chuxue in the Central Plains felt comfortable.

After all, I am not working overtime alone.

There were three knocks on the door of the chief's office, and then a young man with reddish-brown hair pushed the door open and entered.

The tray in his hand contained hot milk that didn't match the entire chief's office or the mafia, followed by another bandaged boy in a black windbreaker.

Oda Sakunosuke stood still in front of Nakahara Chuyuki's table, bent slightly and put the milk in her hand, and then put away the half cup of coffee.

"Odasaku is really considerate, I want this kind of treatment too." Dazai Osamu pulled a chair from the side and sat down without any hesitation, and said while shaking his body left and right with his chin in his hands.

"Chuxue is still in the growth period, drinking milk is healthier." Oda Sakunosuke said, "If Dazai wants to drink, I still have half a pot downstairs."

Osamu Dazai who actually doesn't want to drink milk: "..."

And Zhongyuan Chuxue also showed a pleading look: "Oda Zuo, why don't you give this cup to Dazai? If I don't drink coffee, I will definitely be sleepy when I approve the documents later."

Oda Sakunosuke blinked, and said flatly: "I cooked a lot, you two don't have to be so humble, you will have some."

The two who don't want to drink milk: "..."

They looked at each other and suddenly developed a feeling of sympathy.

Sometimes, Nakahara Chuxue really doubts whether Oda Saku is naturally black or not?

"Ah, the boss just asked me for other things, so I won't go down with you, Odasaku." Dazai Osamu suddenly said as if he remembered something.

"Well, if you want to drink, you can go to my office downstairs." Oda Sakunosuke nodded.

After Nakahara Chuyuki usurped the throne, in order to avoid attracting the attention of others, he wanted to let Sakunosuke Oda go to live and work in the Armed Detective Agency, but the other party did not agree. The reason was that apart from the children, other family members were also in Hong Kong. Black, why? It may make Zhongyuan Chuxue face the situation of being alone in the mafia alone.

The children were moved to a safe place by Oda Sakunosuke, and he himself came to help Chuxue Nakahara to sit in a stable position.

Facing Oda Tsukuru who voluntarily stayed in Hong Kong, Chuxue Nakahara felt as if his heart was wrapped in a warm current, and his eyes seemed to be a little sore.So she said: "Don't worry, Odasaku, as long as I am still alive, you will never have to kill people if you stay in the Mafia."

The girl stood up, walked to the young man, pulled his wrist, looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said, "From here, you can not only see the sea, but also the whole Yokohama."

"Let's start writing novels, Odasaku." She turned her head, her eyes warm.

The red-haired young man was slightly stunned at first, then he also raised his lips, leaned over to stroke her hair, and said three words with his head bowed.

"Thank you..."

Zhongyuan Chuxue's fingertips were on his lips, blocking his words: "There is no need to say thank you between family members."

Back to the present, Oda Sakunosuke quickly left the chief's office, leaving only Osamu Dazai who was summoned by Nakahara Chuyuki from the very beginning.

"So, is there anything Miss Leader wants from me?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head slightly, leaned forward and said.

"It's about the new appointment." Zhongyuan Chuxue said, "If you are willing to be loyal to me, then I should also prepare a token for you."

"Then, what qualifications does Little Miss make me willingly serve you?" The cadre with iris-colored eyes changed the title that was originally not sincere.

He shed his frivolous appearance, stood up from the seat, and looked down at the young girl, with a thick darkness spreading from the eye that was not covered by the bandage.

Zhongyuan Chuxue didn't speak for a while, and the pen spinning in her right hand stopped.

At such moments, she was rarely distracted.

In the past ten years, with the baptism of time, even if she manipulates two bodies at the same time, she can do it with ease. At this time, the slight loss of gear is entirely due to an unexpected situation on Nao's side.

"Are you guilty?" Osamu Dazai didn't notice that she was absent-minded, but leaned closer to her, and asked while staring at her.

The eyes of the two met, and the distance between the tips of their noses was so close that they could feel each other's breath hitting their own skin.

The girl suddenly raised her hand, and easily tore off the bandage that covered half of the boy's eyes with a lightning speed.

The cool sea breeze blew in through the open window of the chief's office, causing the white cloth strips to float in the air. As soon as Zhongyuan Chuxue let go of his hand, they fell to the ground.

The setting sun reflected the two people's suppressive movements of one high and one low on the ground, leaving behind ambiguous silhouettes.

Both sides were slightly astonished.

Zhongyuan Chuxue just had a whim, seeing the other party's bandages were a bit of an eyesore, so she did it if she wanted to, but she didn't expect the other party's wrapping technique to be so smooth!She tore it apart with a gentle tug.

It was Dazai Osamu who was the first to react, and quickly stood up straight and distanced himself.

There was a faint awkward atmosphere between the two.

"Cough, didn't Dazai agree a long time ago?" Zhongyuan Chuxue calmed down and analyzed with confidence, "It was the afternoon when I invaded the chief's office."

She took out a delicate and small box from the drawer, and pushed it in front of Osamu Dazai.

The boy lowered his eyes silently and opened it, only to see a simple silver ring lying inside.

"This is……"

"That's right, this ring is your token." Zhongyuan Chuxue said, her gaze as sharp as a ruler, "It should be just right for you to wear on your index finger."

Shinjuku.

The movie theater Mimiko and the others found was inside Kabukicho.Looking up from the position of queuing to buy tickets, you can see the giant billboards on the department store about various custom shops and bars.

Nao suddenly raised his head to look at that area, but the sense of disobedience disappeared instantly.

"What's wrong?" Fukurotsu Miki asked after noticing her unusual expression.

"It's nothing." Nao replied, she seemed to feel a breath of curse just now, but the distance was too far, maybe it was her illusion.

Mimiko and Nanako, who hate ordinary people, chose to book the show with a lot of money, and there were only four of them in the auditorium.

What is staged on the screen is the love and hatred between vampires and humans.

Nao fell asleep.Although theoretically the mental state of her two vests will not affect each other, people always have a compensatory psychology, that is, to make up for Chuxue Zhongyuan's overtime work and lack of sleep on Nao's account.

However, in the middle of sleeping, Nao was awakened by the sudden fluctuation of the spell power.

A conjurer let go of the "tent" nearby.

Nao subconsciously looked left and right at her companion.Except for herself being on the wanted list, Mimiko, Nanako, and Fukurotsu Miki are not at risk of exposure.

As long as you don't meet the magician and the others, there should be no danger.Nao glanced at the time, the movie is coming to an end, it's okay to wait a little longer to leave.The magicians have always performed their tasks in a low-key manner and will not affect ordinary people. She just needs to be careful not to show her face when she goes out later.

However, she forgot one thing. The premise of the assumption was that the person who came was not Gojo Satoru.

"Nanako, Mimiko, take sister Tsumiki and leave first." Nao's expression changed as soon as she went out.

Her excellent dynamic vision captured the group of people walking side by side from the end of the street almost instantly.Especially the most eye-catching is the white-haired youth in the center.

What's worse, with Gojo Satoru's eyesight, even with bandages around his eyes, the other party would notice him probably earlier than she saw him.

"What's going on?" Nanako was stunned for a moment, and quickly became vigilant and looked around.

"The person who came is Gojo Satoru, you go first, I'll come later." Nao pushed Fukurotsu Miki to the side of Mimiko and Nanako, and said hastily.

"But..." Mimiko wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Nao.

"Don't forget, I'm stronger than you guys in terms of actual combat. Don't worry." Nao knew that it would be fine if he was discovered, but whether it was Fukurotsu Miki or Fukuroe who inherited the Zen master's technique The relationship, or the identity of the curse masters of Mimiko and Nanako, neither of which can be investigated.Therefore, she was in a hurry to get the other three out.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the tall young man who seemed to have really noticed this side, and was striding forward trying to walk around the bustling crowd at night.Following him seemed to be a few students wearing the uniforms of the high school.

Ten years had passed, and even though she looked very similar to when she was a child, the other party shouldn't have recognized her so quickly.

However, Mimiko and Nanako still refused to move.

"Be obedient." For the first time, Nao showed her majesty as a saintess of the Panxing Sect, and said to them solemnly.

They had no choice but to be pushed into the crowd by her.

"Teacher Wujo?" Yigu Youtai followed Wujo Wujo who suddenly quickened his pace, and called out slowly.

Although surprised by the teacher's shifting speed, the students are very agile, and they can barely keep up with him even when there are many ordinary people on the street.

Nao pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose as far as possible, and at the same time lowered his head, letting his bangs cover his appearance, walking on the street like an ordinary person, but the short jacket and hot pants set off his appearance even more Her legs were shining white.

She prayed that she would not be discovered by the other party, but the first person who stopped her was an ordinary middle-aged man.

"Miss, I think you are very beautiful. I don't know if you are interested in our club?" The man stood in front of her and handed out a business card.

Nao swayed from side to side, but the other party kept blocking her, as if she must take the thing.

It was afternoon, the sun had shifted, and night was coming.There is a mixed bag of fish and dragons on this street, and there is an endless stream of intermediaries who solicit customers and find people to 'go to sea'.

It's just that Nao didn't expect that she would be stopped by him when she had to hide in such an emergency.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Nao replied hastily, bowing his head and wanting to leave, but the man followed him and took another step, closing the distance.

"Just accept the business card, in case the lady needs it in the future." Seeing that she was alone, he continued to pester her.

"Hey, don't you see that she is unwilling to accept it?" A hand suddenly stretched out from the top of the girl's head, easily pushing the middle-aged man aside.

Nao's heart skipped a beat.

Mostly frightened.

The white-haired young man who was at least 1.9 meters tall gently pulled her behind him, his eyes were clearly wrapped with bandages, but it made the middle-aged man feel as if a bucket of ice water was being poured from the top of his head, and he was too frightened to move.