Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Compared with the business of Poirot Café today, there is not much difference on the books.

Most of the employees of Melles have long been familiar with the store manager Mikhail.Due to social needs in the workplace, during lunch time, employees from the same department often meet downstairs for dinner.

Out of some extremely secretive thoughts, there are always people who want to rely on shortcuts to get promoted.Compared with working hard for many years and not necessarily being appreciated by the general manager, it may be a good way to please the young shop owner without a trace.

After all, this young store manager has a close relationship with their immediate boss, Kosuge Yinkichi. There have been scandals all the year round, but he has never explained anything himself.

"There are a lot of faces today. Could it be that Poirot is angry?"

The clerk who has been working here since the store opened put away a table of dishes and put them in the sink in the back kitchen, preparing to stock up enough at one time and hand them over to the dishwasher.When he came back, he took out the pre-refrigerated dessert from the refrigerator, passed by his busy boss, and praised from the bottom of his heart in a good mood: "After all, the new dessert you developed, boss, has been on a gourmet show."

The time of Wenye World is many years later than the reality.Not to mention that Melles' efforts to enter the information age ahead of time are all due to his efforts. In industries where he and Shuji Tsushima have no involvement, the level of development is probably only on par with that of the real world at the beginning of the 21st century.

It's no wonder that Fyodor reproduced the common desserts in this world, and he can easily lead the trend of desserts.

The shopkeeper, who was too young in appearance, didn't have any mood swings due to the compliment. He leaned over slightly, and kept clenching the piping bag with his hand, "Really? It's not easy to say."

Those who come to Poirot specifically are not necessarily for his new dessert.

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Even after working together for many years, it is still difficult for the clerk to understand the words that his boss occasionally pops up.He put the desserts one by one into the sales cabinet, and through a thin layer of glass, he secretly looked at a young customer who was alone in the corner of the store, "Ah, you mean that child? He seems to be peeking at you, the store manager. Many times."

Today is not a day off, children at that age should have been at school.But this is the Yokohama Concession after all, the chaos is so chaotic that it cannot be compared with other cities, lack of schooling is not even a problem, and the orphans who grew up in the slums are lucky to survive.

"Probably because of my fate, I met his companion when I went out yesterday."

Sprinkle the soy milk prepared in advance evenly on the soy milk cheese, Fyodor put the newly made soy milk box in the center of the tray, and answered the staff's questions with a chuckle.

Now that the situation in Yokohama is not stable, it is normal for merchants to pay protection fees to various local snakes when doing business.Even so, location selection is also a science, which is related to whether one's wealth can be effectively protected.

The speed of power change of those illegal organizations is too fast. This month the protection fee is handed over to Organization A, and perhaps Organization B will be in charge of this area again next month.In this case, whether it is neutral or leaning towards a certain side, it is easy to become a victim of the fight between the two gangs.

However, Café Poirot, which is backed by the towering tree of Mellors, has never had similar troubles.It is even extremely rare that sometimes, some small organizations that have to negotiate peacefully will use this place as a neutral location for a forced truce.The visitors huddled together in a group with fierce faces, talking about dangerous topics that ordinary people would call the police.

So far no one has dared to fight in the store.

Fyodor put the tray in front of the suspicious boy, and asked in a gentle voice, "Would you like a dessert? The store manager made it himself, and the taste is guaranteed."

Nakahara Chuya: "!!!"

The other party wears a hood, covering up the recognizable orange hair, as if afraid of being seen by acquaintances.The boy has been fidgeting here since he ordered a cup of coffee three hours ago. From time to time, he uses the decorative flowers in the center of the dining table to cover his gaze and observe the manager's every move behind the dining table.

I was still hesitating how to strike up a conversation, but I never thought that the other party would discover me first.

"Don't worry, take it as my invitation." Fyodor sat directly opposite the boy, and the subtext of wanting to talk to him was obvious.

"Thank you, thank you..."

The boy took the small cake box rather awkwardly, knowing that it was useless to cover up, so he simply took off the hood.The corners of his mouth were straightened, and he thanked dryly, forcing himself to hide the subconscious sense of vigilance.

"how?"

"……It was delicious."

Not knowing how to start the topic, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't dare to make any small moves in front of this extremely dangerous shop owner.Fortunately, this piece of cake was enough to delay for a long time, allowing him to continue to sort out his confused thoughts.

As the leader of the sheep, he is never afraid to face all kinds of dangers and protects the sheep behind him with absolute force.All enemies will be crushed by gravity, as has always been the case.

But the man named Mikhail in front of him was different. According to Shirose and his group's dictation, the dark cloud covering the entire Yokohama disappeared with just one movement of the other party.

A person with supernatural powers of this level is a troublesome character that has never been encountered before.Even if he is very confident in his own gravity manipulation, he is not sure that he can retreat unscathed when he is hostile to the opponent.

The most important thing is that their sheep currently owe a huge favor to this extremely dangerous superhuman, and how to repay it is still a problem.

The eyes behind Fyodor's mask narrowed slightly, and when the future conscientious Hong Kong black man finished chewing a mouthful of cake and was about to swallow it, he suddenly said, "It's hard to lead so many people of the same age, right?"

The young man's face turned pale, his breathing suddenly stagnated, his eyes widened, and there was an earth-shattering coughing sound: "Puff cough cough——! How do you know?!"

"It's a wristband." Seeing that the prank was accomplished, Fyodor covered his mouth and chuckled deliberately, and pointed to a touch of dark blue on the opponent's right wrist, "This highly saturated blue is very conspicuous, it should be a symbol I saw similar things in the group of children yesterday."

He straightened his expression, put away his previous rather frivolous attitude, and gradually became serious, but did not make people feel uncomfortable, "If you deliberately came to thank me for what happened yesterday, there is actually no need."

Realizing that his identity had already been exposed, Zhong Yuanzhong heaved a sigh of relief, "No... I'm here to apologize to you." His tone was extraordinarily sincere, and his jewel-like blue eyes met Fyodor's gaze, " This is a war between sheep and strain, and I'm really sorry for dragging you into it without authorization."

He hesitated for a while, but still pretended not to hear the other party's polite refusal, "And... thank you for saving them."

Had it not been for Fyodor's action, the sheep would have been completely destroyed yesterday.

"No need." The young man is like an elder who dotes on his children. He has a calmness that does not match his appearance and age. He is very tolerant towards minors of Zhongya Zhongya's age. "If you have any questions, please ask. I am not a character who is not easy to talk about."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Thinking of the personalities of my companions, and based on their rare guilty conscience, I can roughly guess how they treated the shopkeeper roughly yesterday.

It was nothing more than being overwhelmed by anger, and regarded the lost ordinary people who looked helpless on the outside as members of the Hong Kong gangsters. As a result, they were brutally surrounded by Strain before they could torture them to extract a confession.

He didn't even dare to think deeply, if it wasn't for the coincidence of Strain, whether this seemingly gentle but extremely dangerous supernatural power user in front of him would vent his anger on the sheep.

I feel that I am not qualified to be treated kindly by him at all.

Even so, certain issues must be addressed here.Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, and after making mental preparations, he asked seriously: "You are also a person with supernatural powers, why did you save my companion?"

In the chaotic place of Yokohama, it is hard to believe that there are really people who are kind enough to stand up for others regardless of rewards.If the so-called conditions are not clearly discussed here, the hidden dangers cannot be considered resolved.

He cannot let the sheep be threatened emotionally by strangers, and become a knife that can be discarded at any time in the hands of others.

The shopkeeper named Mikhail sighed softly, and placed his hands and fingers on the table, as if he was in deep thought.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Zhong Yuanzhong actually felt that this powerful person with supernatural powers was completely shrouded in loneliness at this moment.Like a fragile work of art cast from glass, it is beautiful and fragile.

While he was silent, even through a mask full of smiles, there was still a fog-like sadness that couldn't be melted away.

Realizing that he had been stuck in memories for too long, the young man pulled out a slightly bitter smile and explained: "I just hate meaningless disputes, and children of your age still have infinite possibilities in the future."

"Life is a very precious thing. It is a miracle for everyone to be born in this world, and it is a gift from God."

"If you die, in addition to leaving a sad memory for those close to you, even the proof of its existence will gradually disappear..."

The fingertips of the usually gentle and elegant store manager gradually exerted force, slowly turning pale, as if he was trying his best to bear some extremely painful memories.

His voice gradually softened, and finally turned into a faint whisper, "If that child is still alive..."

The heart of the young man sitting across from him skipped a beat, and he was so close that he could clearly hear any words the other party said.But Zhong Yuanzhong also chose to pretend that he didn't hear anything clearly, just lowered his head to cover up the darkness in his eyes.

He is not a fool, and he can guess the real reason why the other party helps the sheep just by this sentence.

Fyodor smiled apologetically, as if he had finally withdrawn from his memories, "I'm sorry for saying something strange, just treat it as a whining."

The young man stared at the soy milk box with only a small half left, and pursed his lips.It is obviously a new type of dessert that I have never tried before, and it has become dull under the heavy preoccupation.

"Central Plains Zhongye." The young sheep leader finally let go of his last trace of guard and revealed his name.

"If you insist on not accepting it, then I owe you a favor."

After all, he couldn't enjoy the bitter kindness inside with peace of mind.