Personnel Corrector

This assistant job is easier than Xia Youjie imagined, but also more difficult than Xia Youjie imagined.

"Ah, Xia You,? Do you have a cat?" The back building was rebuilt by specialized personnel, and the office staff who were originally in the back building moved to the new office. A secretary who was fairly familiar saw Xia You With sharp eyes, he saw a circle of white hair on Xia Youjie's collar.

The secretary has a cat at home, and only real cat owners will know the sequelae of cat ownership. The most classic one is that every piece of clothing will be stained with cat fur.

Xia Youjie is dressed in dark colors today, and the white hair on his collar is particularly conspicuous.

Following the secretary's line of sight, he followed the collar, Xia Youjie really pulled out a few white hairs, and the white hairs beside him... only Wu one.

Xia Youjie immediately used the adjective cat as a substitute for Gojo Satoru, and found it very...suitable.

Ke Wu is not a real cat.

The cheese bagel I bought is a new flavor. The filling is spicy curry. Gojo Satoru happily took out the bread from the food bag, with both hands on the bread, like a hamster eating , a big bite...

He was so hot.

Unlike cats who have a dull sense of taste, Wujo Satoru has a normal sense of taste. He likes sweet food, but he is not sensitive to salty or spicy food.

Cheese bagel sounds like the name of a sweet bread, but actually... it is salty, not to mention spicy curry.

Sticking out his tongue and fanning the wind with his palms, Gojo Gojo was so hot that he couldn't find the north, and couldn't even utter a word of reproach, like a stressed cat scurrying up and down in the temporary office.

Is it that spicy?

Xia Youjie picked up the cheese bagel that had been thrown on the low table, took a bite of the noodle that Wujo Wu didn't eat, and tasted its taste.

……hiss!

Xia Youjie hurriedly poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

It's a bit spicy.

He was also tossed like this, Xia Youjie finally remembered that when he bought this new flavor, the lady clerk did tell him: the new flavor is a bit spicy, please be careful when eating it.

Xia Youjie thought, dessert, how spicy it can be, no matter how spicy it is, it is still sweet and spicy.

Gudong Gudong drank the whole cup of tea, Xia Youjie looked at half of the cheese bagels left, and fell silent.

Is this a waste of food?

No, it's called taking care of your body.

"SU, SUGUGU..." Gojo Wu's ability to adapt to the spicy level is much lower than Xia Youjie's, and Xia Youjie has recovered, but Gojo Wu is still stuttering from the heat, and the three "U" sounds can't be pronounced. Yes, there is a tendency to learn how to call pigeons.

Cooing with a head of white hair, this is the boss of the pigeon.

The villain Xia Youjie, who hadn't appeared in his heart for a long time, took the lead and conveyed to his body the idea of ​​"photographing Wujo Wu's dark history".

Of course, this is just a thought. As a subordinate, Xia Youjie will still be responsible for his dereliction of duty.

He took out a pen from his jacket pocket, and tore off a sticky note in the office: "What does Wu like to eat? You can order it yourself." To prevent him from bringing taboo food with him next time he buys a souvenir.

Hearing this, Gojo Wu just gave Xia Youjie a vicious look, mixed with a bit of unwillingness and grievance.In a daze, Xia Youjie seemed to see a cat screaming at him accusingly, saying how can you forget what this cat likes to eat.

Xia Youjie: ...? ?

How long have they known each other, why do you look at him like that?Like he's a scum who abandoned his cat.

No, why can he understand the meaning of his boss' eyes so clearly? !

Before Xia Youjie asked too much, he was kicked out of the house by the cat.

No, I was kicked out of the office by my boss.

Xia Youjie leaned helplessly in the corridor and waited for Wujo Wu to dissipate his anger. Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Opening it, it was Wutiaowu's text message, and he answered Xia Youjie's question just now.

"Kikufuku from Sendai, brown sugar warabi cake from Saryo Hosen in Kyoto, puffs from Patisserie Tendresse, Mont St. Clair from Jiyugaoka in Tokyo, next to the Swiss roll cake of Hiroki Tsujiguchi's industry, Aoki ? macarons..."

Resigned to his fate, he left the base, intending to buy desserts for his unscrupulous boss as compensation, and greeted a secretary at the gate of the base, Xia Youjie couldn't help but think:

If cats eat more desserts, will they shed more hair?

……

Over there, Wujo Satoru started to feel unhappy again after sending people away.

The white-haired man sat behind the desk, his blue eyes were filled with a storm that no one dared to face, and his voice was low: "Where's Jie?"

Mr. Gojo just demolished a building in the morning. Even so, the government did not blame him, not even a disciplinary warning, which shows the status of Mr. Gojo in the government...

They don't know that Gojo Satoru is a transcendent who monitors the Japanese government. The members of the Supernatural Business Section who don't know the truth just regard Gojo Satoru as a high-level government official and try to follow his wishes.

The temporary assistant was trembling: "Mr. Wujo... Didn't you send Mr. Xia You to Kyoto?"

That's right, Xia Youjie went out to buy desserts for Wujo Wu, and he took the tolerance route, maybe even the money for buying desserts would be counted as public expenses.

Fortunately, Xia Youjie is a qualified social animal. When he completes buying desserts as a task, his work efficiency is not so high.

It's just that some desserts need to be reserved in advance, and they can't be bought at the store on the same day.

This is also good, if you buy too much, you can't eat it all in one sitting, not to mention that cats can't eat too much sweet food, or they will gain weight.

Xia Youjie was carrying a bag of macarons, and didn't return to the base immediately. He came to a port facing the sea of ​​Yokohama and sat on it to enjoy the wind.Although the possibility is very good, in order to avoid acquaintances, Xia Youjie did not go to the place where he usually stays as Zuo Yuxuan.

To say why... it's off-duty time!The assistant has two days off a week from [-] to [-]. Xia Youjie is not someone who will work overtime for no reason.

buzz-

The phone started vibrating again.

【Where are you?The Shinkansen should have arrived at the station]

The white light of the mobile phone reflected the face of the man immersed in the night, Xia Youjie typed a reply to Cha Gang's cat.

[I arrived in Yokohama, but it's time to get off work, and I've already gone home. 】

[Liar, no one at home. 】

Xia Youjie: "..."

Wu, what are you doing at my house?

Xia Youjie's dream has really been half realized.When he said he wanted to buy a private apartment facing the sea of ​​Yokohama (Keng Shi Mori Ogai), Gojo Satoru directly wrote a check with a pen and asked Xia Youjie to buy the house.

Xia Youjie said: This is a public account.

Buying a house with the public account, you are a black-hearted boss... It can't be the salary you paid in advance, right?

Wujo Wuhui: It’s okay, if I put it here, it will be corrupted by those rotten oranges sooner or later, why don’t I use it first.

Xia Youjie: You are using this for me.

When the time comes to check the accounts and find out about him, will he go to jail for corruption?

Gojo Satoru raised a finger and said with a smile: Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one dares to check you.

Xia Youjie: ...I am not happy at all when I hear this kind of corruption talk.

In the end, Xia Youjie bought a house with the double salary he earned as an undercover agent for seven years.

I don't know how Wujo Wu did it. Xia Youjie himself was a little confused. When did he give Wujo Wu the backup key?

【I am casually strolling outside...】

It's useless to run Wujo Wu back home. After knowing the location of Xia Youjie's new home, Wujo Wu quickly bought the house next door to him. The two are now neighbors—although Wujo Wu has never lived in his own house and has been sticking together. At Xia Youjie's house.

Xia Youjie thinks that he is a person who needs a lot of private space, and he doesn't think that he will give him a good face when facing a guy who is not very familiar with him and invades his private space.

But the fact is that Xia Youjie does not reject Wujo Wu's invasion at all, and even secretly looks forward to living with Wujo Wu in his heart.

...Damn it, is this a new round of PUA by the black-hearted boss?

This cat has a stomach full of bad water, so it can't fall at will.

[It's very late, hurry home. 】

The new message was received by the phone, and Xia Youjie was stunned for 2 minutes facing the blank input interface, not knowing what to reply.

Perhaps it was because of waiting too long, Wujo Satoru sent a new text message.

【Where are you, Jay?I will look for you】

Xia Youjie blinked his dry eyes a few times, his eyelids moistened his dehydrated eyeballs, and the arrangement and combination of words on the phone page reflected in Xia Youjie's dark purple eyes.

When he came back to his senses, Xia Youjie had already sent the address here to Wutiaowu.

Forget it.

Xia Youjie covered his eyes with one hand, and lay on his back on the container. He listened to the sound of the waves hitting the concrete pillars of the port, and his mind gradually became sleepy.

Seagulls twittered in his ears, and a few thin rays of light shone on his face. Xia Youjie slowly opened his eyes, and saw the light blue and jet black sky.

In terms of time, it is five or six o'clock in the morning, when the sky is half bright.

"Wake up." A white-haired head appeared in the field of vision, and the blue eyes were much clearer than the current sky. Xia Youjie rolled his eyes and met Wujo Wu.

I remember yesterday that Wu said he was going to look for him, but he fell asleep, so what should I say to Wu now...

"Good morning?"

Instead of waiting all night for questioning, Gojo Satoru bent his eyebrows without any grudges: "Morning."

Xia Youjie moved his stiff body from lying in the container all night, sat up, scratched his hair, "When did you come?"

The empty macaron box and a notebook without a cover were thrown aside, Gojo Satoru sat cross-legged: "I don't know, Jie fell asleep when I came, and he slept very soundly, so I didn't Call you."

Xia Youjie grinned as he felt his painful shoulder blades.

No, he doesn't mind if you wake him up and go home to sleep.

Maybe it's an occupational disease after staying in Mafia for a long time. When Xia Youjie wakes up, he always checks his things. His wallet, mobile phone and keys are all there, that's...

"Have you seen my pen?"

The pen in his jacket pocket was gone, and in the distance, there seemed to be a notebook containing the ink of the pen.

The white-haired boss didn't answer. He rested his chin and looked at the black-haired subordinate with those blue eyes. Under Xia Youjie's increasingly strange eyes, he finally gave up looking for answers from the other party's eyes.

"Jay, what do you think of this world?"

Xia Youjie: ...Why did you suddenly start the field of philosophy?

Xia Youjie: "It's pretty good. It would be even better if there were fewer conflicts and sacrifices, and if there were more pitfalls against Mori Ogai."

"Mori... Ogai? Okay, I'll remember."

The atmosphere is a bit wrong...

Gojo Satoru stretched his waist: "Is there any more? Great? Looking? Guy will make your wishes come true~"

The sense of disobedience is getting heavier...

"Oh, it seems that there are really none." Gojo Satoru no longer asked, he opened his eyes, and looked at the black-haired man in front of him with a playful expression.

"Just like Cinderella's glass slipper that will disappear at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, when the sun shines at 112 degrees east longitude today..."

Gojo Satoru clasped his hands, then dispersed, he opened his two long arms, and made a movement simulating an explosion.

"Jay will return to his own world~"

The moment Gojo Wu's words fell, an inorganic electronic sound penetrated Xia Youjie's mind.

"Xiayou, the book...he started to work—"

The author has something to say: I obviously wrapped the mooncakes below, but...is it sandwiched like this?Am I going too far?I'm eating fried dough sticks and I can't send them out at all! !Crazy.jpg

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