Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

On the main street of Yokohama, two pink long-haired girls wearing bronze masks stared blankly at several outstanding young men on the big advertising screen, their hearts gradually sank.

This world they had been to actually had men with swords active, but they, Cerbero, hadn't noticed. This kind of work mistake was obviously more serious than the mistake made in the parallel world ten years later.

After reading the short promotion twice in silence, the two of Cerbero looked at each other, a little unsure about paying attention.

One of them took two steps on the spot, lost in thought. At this moment, she was no longer as calm as before, but appeared a little anxious.

"Tsk,? Let's report to Lord Fox first." One of them said, "Maybe before, they encountered inspection violations because of men with swords."

"Are they betraying?"

"Who knows, but with the personality of an adult..."

Foxnosuke has a cunning and suspicious personality. If he knows that there are swordsmen who are not in the plan in this world, he will not let them go, whether it is them who missed the information or the swordsman who is suspected of betrayal.

But the control deeply implanted in their minds made them not betray and flee no matter how much they feared death.

The two looked at each other, their fingers trembling slightly, and were about to use their strength to go back and face Lord Fox, but suddenly felt that their strength was blocked.

"You two beauties, welcome to Yokohama for a visit. I don't know what's wrong with the hospitality? Let the two distinguished guests not have the heart to enjoy the scenery of Yokohama, so they have to leave in a hurry?"

The soft male voice sounded behind Cerbero, but it calmed down the two people who were already at a loss, and secretly gathered their strength.

Those who come are not kind, no matter who the other party is, they are their enemies.

However, what made the two even more flustered was that not only was the return teleportation power broken, but since the male voice sounded, they couldn't even mobilize any power in their bodies.

"Who are you!" Cerbero spoke sharply, his voice as steady as a machine revealed a trace of panic.

"Guess?" The man seemed to have turned into a little boy deliberately playing pranks. After keenly noticing the change in the other party's mood, he stepped on it viciously.

"Well, by the way, I suggest you...don't look back."

"what!"

Simultaneously with the man's warning, there were two screams from Cerbero.

"Wow, I told you not to look back." The boy who pulled Cerbero's loose long hair in his hands like a bundle of hemp rope showed his face.

Under the light, the boy's eyes looked like an abyss, completely different from his soft and frivolous tone.

"It's you!" The two Cerberos said in unison, but they also knew the reason why they couldn't use their power at the moment.

If the plan to invade the world is successful, and their power can be higher than the power of the world, then they will certainly not be affected by Dazai Osamu's disqualification.

However, their previous plan failed.

Therefore, Osamu Dazai's power, under the influence of the world, completely limited the power of the Cerberos.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really bad." Because of his part-time job, Nanchuan Yuzheng, who was in Yokohama at the moment, saw this scene clearly through the live video of the fastest knives.

Seeing how the Cerberos who secretly planned a bunch of events and even planned to murder Agang ten years later were treated like this, he couldn't help applauding, showing a gloating smile, and secretly looking forward to Cerberos in his heart. What happened to the Bellos.

Asking is joy.

As long as you are unhappy, I am happy.

And this kind of mood is also shared by the men with swords and swords onlookers, and Yu Nanchuan even heard a few uncontrollable applause.

To ask is to hold a grudge.

However, although he has seen it before, Nanchuan Yu really doesn't know much about Osamu Dazai, and the deepest impression is not on the silent cruise ship, but on his strange character of jumping into the water when he disagrees with each other.

Anyway, it's official...

Although it doesn't look like a serious official no matter how he behaves or the habit of pulling girls' hair.

"This kind of behavior towards women is not suitable for you now."

As if Nan Chuanyou's internal complaints were realized, a strange male voice appeared in the video.

In the night, the hidden Dagger Atsutoshiro was holding the mobile phone in his hand, bringing you a live broadcast without feeling sorry for the low traffic. His steady wrist did not tremble at all, like a ruthless tripod.

It just so happened that, accompanied by the man's steady voice, a man in a light-colored suit and glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle slowly walked into the camera.

"Tsk." Osamu Dazai snorted softly, dissatisfied, "You are late, Mr. Sakaguchi."

"You only sent me the address, not even the time, which made me very embarrassed." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, deliberately ignoring the intentionally unfamiliar words.

The two people present knew in their hearts that since that incident, they would never be able to return to the past.

Even at this moment Osamu Dazai seems to be standing in the same direction as Ango Sakaguchi.

"But you're still here." Osamu Dazai curled his lips, looking at the pink-haired girl who was becoming more and more terrified as Ango Sakaguchi walked in.

And called a timeout when Ango Sakaguchi's finger was about to touch the two.

"You seem to be afraid of me, well, it's interesting."

When Cerbero heard this, his body stiffened slightly, but he shook his head as if to cover up.

One of them collected himself and opened his mouth, as if to refute.

And Ango Sakaguchi, who was not far or close to Osamu Dazai, looked expressionless, but secretly rolled his eyes in his heart.

As the ultimate matryoshka player who commented on Osamu Dazai as "the greatest misfortune for Osamu Dazai's enemies is being against Osamu Dazai", shouldn't it be natural for the enemies who fall into the hands of Osamu Dazai to be afraid? ?

"That's not right." Osamu Dazai seemed to appreciate the hidden fear enough, and shook his head calmly, "You are afraid of me, but you are even more afraid of Ango Sakaguchi. You really have a secret."

Accompanied by that soft voice, Cerbero's expression became more tense, and his breathing became more rapid.

"A spy trained by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, even the port Mafia used a lot of means to determine your identity, but two people who we know nothing about can know your identity, Sakaguchi Ango, don't you think this very funny."

"I see." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, helplessly listening to Osamu Dazai's words that seemed to be pierced in his heart, and slowly stretched out his hand, the ability activated, and he was about to touch Cerbero Bronze mask.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai moved his pink-haired fingers, and Ango Sakaguchi's fingertips touched Cerbero's bare neck.

"My ability is..." Ango Sakaguchi was about to say that his ability was just to read the memory left on the item, which was of no use to humans, but in the next second, a series of fantastic pictures slid in front of him.

The amount of information in it was too mixed, which immediately made Ango Sakaguchi's head swell, and his eyes went black for a while.

As if standing still.

He stretched out his hand to hold on to the telephone pole, rubbed his temple with one hand, and adjusted for more than ten minutes before digesting those memories.

At this time, Ango Sakaguchi's face looked like a truckload of foundation.

"Wow, you're not dead yet."

"I'm sorry, my brain didn't explode into fireworks like you guessed."

"Well, it seems that I guessed right, they are not human." Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked at the big screen in the distance, as if he was not the one who almost let go of Cerbero to help Ango Sakaguchi.

"Shall I congratulate you?"

Although Ango Sakaguchi noticed Osamu Dazai's small movements, his tone did not change at all. The memory he read just now was too complicated. The future of working overtime.

The blood vessels under the dark circles covered by the glasses throbbed slightly, with some numbness.

"You take them with you, and then... have a meeting."

"What! Isn't it time for me to get off work?" Osamu Dazai muttered dissatisfiedly, but he didn't let go of Cerbero.

"Fortunately, you can get your first overtime pay."

Osamu Dazai's tone was full of joy: "I've never received overtime pay before, it really must be that Mr. Mori is too stingy."

The corner of Sakaguchi Ango's mouth twitched, pretending not to hear.

Someone who deserved overtime pay sneezed loudly and habitually insulted a certain former partner.

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The two completely disappeared behind the camera, Nanchuan Yu and the other swords looked at each other, and finally could only scratch their heads, letting the group of short swords who were ready return.

Although he had made a plan to deal with Cerbero, and was ready for the first moment when he felt Cerbero tear open the space rift, Nanchuan was relieved that he didn't really face the enemy.

as well as--

Full of confidence in the future.

Yokohama is indeed as rumored, a magical place, and there are still people who can restrain Cerbero's ability to travel through time and space.

Therefore, it is not impossible to completely drive the Cerberos out of this world...

Nan Chuan happily shared his optimistic attitude with the sword men.

Then he was patted on the head by the singer beside him.

"Hey, have a good night's rest."

Nan Chuanyou tilted his head and blinked his eyes incomprehensibly.

After falling into a deep sleep and dreaming of tearing Cerbero apart, Yu Nanchuan embarked on a new day of practice.

Then, on the bus, he was sent to a strange place in a daze.

"The bus has changed its route?" Nan Chuanyou raised his head blankly, belatedly realizing that the commuting meeting and its crowded bus were actually empty, turned his head and looked out the window, the black tall building was actually very far away from here.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm going to be late for work."

"Pfft, haha." Hearing the familiar laughter, Nanchuan Yu raised his head, looked at Osamu Dazai who he saw in the video yesterday, and sighed softly.

Finally, he understood why Ge Xian let him sleep well before.

"You don't seem to be surprised to see me. Sure enough, it was your people who peeked at me yesterday?" Osamu Dazai's voice meaningfully paused on "people".

"Don't say something weird, I have...cough, let's get down to business." Nan Chuanyou tilted his head and changed the subject.

The author has something to say: Secret rehabilitation, concentration -100, six hours of coding, four and a half hours of fishing.

I have been pigeonholed for three months, feeling guilty, but I still gnawed about a hundred or so articles, and I strongly recommend my favorites.

Those who travel hundreds of miles are half ninety, and I am the ninety, covering my face.

Reading novels is super fun, but... I try to get back the joy of coding.

By the way, give everyone a red envelope~