Mr. Oda and his friends

In view of the fact that he did not go to work after catching fish all day the first day, Rihe obediently walked into the member's office early the next morning and turned on the computer to process documents.

Mr. Fukuzawa opened the door and came in and saw her, he paused: "Hiyo, follow me."

"Uh-huh."

With the idea of ​​"maybe I will be punished", she lowered her head and followed to the president's office, but before she could turn around and close the door, someone handed her a snow-white sword in front of her.

Fukuzawa Yukichi brought the sword to Hiyori: "This is Tsurumaru Kuninaga, and the five pieces are given to you as a thank you gift. And..."

After speaking, he hesitated for a moment, then walked back to the desk, opened the drawer and took out an envelope: "Riko Tenuchi and Misato Kuroi's funeral is scheduled for next week, if you want to go, ask Oda to accompany you."

One is an orphan and the other is an abandoned child. Maybe the two girls will support each other and move forward on the other side.

Hiyori doesn't understand these interpersonal relationships, including things like weddings and funerals, and not only does she not understand, but sometimes she appears extra frivolous because she deliberately avoids them.She also has her own reasons - the living are more important, and it is better to treat them well before they are alive than to wait for the pain and sorrow of people to ignore after death.

"Oh, do you have to go?"

She doesn't like death, and she doesn't like funerals.

Fukuzawa Yukinai explained: "This is a farewell. From now on, your friends will embark on a new and unknown journey, and there will be no time to see each other again. Therefore, it is necessary to say goodbye well."

Of course, if Hiyori insisted on not wanting to go, he wouldn't force it.

The girl lowered her head and hung Tsurumaru Kuninaga around her waist while thinking about it. Bibi felt that the length was not suitable, so she untied it and carried it behind her back: "Okay, I will go. But Sakunosuke seems to be angry. Xia You went out..."

President Fukuzawa would never ask about the occasional disputes between children. After listening, he just smiled: "There is still time. If necessary, you can ask others for help and see what to do."

After finishing speaking, he waved Hiyori out without any mention of someone's absence from work yesterday.No one reminded Hiyori, nor would he go around looking for someone to complain about. Regarding what happened in the staff dormitory last night, Mr. President was still kept in the dark after all.

Walking out of the president's office, Hiyori returned to his seat.She took Tsurumaru Kuninaga down and looked at it repeatedly in her hand. Regarding this Fusangshen who loves surprises, only a few brisk footsteps from the eaves remained in the memory of the examiner.

"Tsurumaru? Tsurumaru Kuninaga?"

She called Dao's name in a low voice, but got no response.

Forget it, it might wake up and respond, but that's more likely to happen in 200 years or another time and place.

Hiyori touched Taidao's beautiful sword, and hung it on the file hook next to the office desk with his backhand - although it was not very pretty, this height and position were more convenient for her to access at any time.As a ichishin sword, Tsurumaru Kuninaga will only be happy to be used by the master, and it will be depressed if it is offered up like something.

After tossing about this, and circled the date of the funeral on the calendar, she settled down to search for the details in the information.

——Pan Xing Sect, a new religious organization that worships the legendary magician "Tian Yuan" as its belief. The time of its establishment cannot be tested, but the time of registration...has not exceeded 20 years.The initiator was a controversial figure in the religious circles and has passed away.In terms of how it works, today this organization is basically no different from a health company that sells health products.

"The last organizational change..."

Each column in the form is signed with a stamp and the name of the person, and a one-inch bareheaded ID photo is attached at the end, and a seal is used under the photo.Rihe looked through the past one by one, and one of the women in charge of finance made her very concerned: "Knotweed..."

The knotweed lady is a full-time housewife, and the reason for her employment on the registration form is "enthusiasm for public welfare."From the photo, she looks like a normal woman, but Hiyori finds it strange that the knife on her forehead looks like a scar sewn by thread.

With such a big scar, don't let people pry open their heads!

After reading a few words, Rihe opened the filing form and carefully compared the businesses that Panxingjiao could operate within the scope of the law.

Method meeting, fundraising, health consultation... huh?Health Advisory?She turned around and searched for half an hour, but she couldn't find that this religious organization hired staff with medical background or medical education.So here comes the question, what kind of health consultation is this?

As for the payment of taxes, it doesn’t take much looking to be sure that there is definitely a problem—Panxingjiao’s remarks are religious organizations, and in theory such organizations only need to pay taxes for other businesses other than religion, and they really only need to pay a penny. Neither did.However, these guys have used hundreds of millions of funds just for hunting down the astral body, held a ceremony, and held a donation with a box. Can they get so much money!

After recording the problematic details one by one, Hiyori raised her head again and realized that she had sat in the office without moving for a whole day when it was dark outside the window.

There were two meals on the corner of the table, which seemed to be brought by colleagues and had been cooled.

Hiyori didn't want to have a cold meal, so she turned on her phone expectantly to see the news of Oda Sakunosuke's return, but unfortunately there was none.What it looked like when I went out in the morning, it is still the same now.

"Ugh……"

The girl put away the documents and put them in a drawer, took Tsurumaru Kuninaga with her, picked up the plastic bag, and walked to the door angrily: "Tian Shan, are you on duty today?"

A corner of the quilt protruded from the tea room and shook, Hiyori stopped talking, pushed the door and went downstairs.

The time has turned from summer to early autumn, and the night wind brought a little bit of coldness at night. Rihe Xixisuo carried a bunch of things and walked on the street, and was soon stopped by an "enthusiastic person": "Have you run away from home?" ? Do you want to stay at your uncle's house temporarily?"

Runaway girls are not uncommon, it's just that it's rare for them to grow up like this.

Hiyori no longer had the affection she had for human beings regardless of distance, and when faced with a man who approached him without knowing the so-called approach, she just glanced at him and walked away.

"Don't go, it's so late, do you have a place to go? It's scary to wander outside alone, you will be caught and sold by PortMafia!"

The man persisted and asked a few more words, the girl suddenly turned around and looked him in the eyes: "Go away!"

This is definitely the worst time that Ri Hechang has ever treated human beings at such a young age. One is that she is in a bad mood, and the other is that the aura of this person makes her feel irritable.

"Hey, why is it so fierce? If it weren't for the fact that you are pretty good-looking, I wouldn't be so kind."

Seeing that he could not take advantage of it, the man took a few steps back angrily complaining—this child was born so well, it made his heart itch to see her, and she was walking alone at night, maybe she would really meet someone later. Sorry who.

——Since you refuse to look me in the eye, don't blame me for having other ideas.

Hiyori looked indifferently at the man who took a few steps back but refused to give up, moved Tsurumaru Kuninaga from his right hand to his left hand, and all the plastic bags to his left hand, so that he could draw his sword later.

He followed her until he watched the girl walk into an apartment on the side of the road. The man was sure that there would be no chance to hunt for sex today, so he cursed in a low voice unwillingly, tightened his neckline, turned around and left.

As the words of resentment were blown away by the night wind, a black mist emerged from this man, drifting towards a certain dark alley.

The targets of curses are often not limited to humans.Or it can be said that as long as it is something that makes people feel dissatisfied, it may become the target of the curse, and of course it also includes gods.In ancient times, some people would even attack the gods because their prayers were not answered. They beat and cursed the statues they had worshiped, and insulted them with mud and filth, in an attempt to use this as a threat to force the gods to bow their heads and make concessions.I don't know if it has any effect. Such things are not uncommon in historical records.

Today's unprovoked malice had no effect on Hiyori herself, and it only made her feel worse.But Human God is in a bad mood, which is definitely not good news for the city she tacitly protects.

The white mist filled the air, and the temperature at night plummeted like diving, and finally got a gap. The panting special agent once again went up and down like a drum——Didn’t PortMafia blow up a building last night to suppress the commotion of all parties? what?

Why is it foggy again today? Is it because PortMafia was not quick enough, or Shibusawa Tatsuhiko made a comeback so soon?After all, there is no end to these dreadful days!

The young people who personally participated in the bombing activities were also very surprised by this. Osamu Dazai was wearing a hospital gown and bandages and stretched out his hand from the "window" of the container to wave, eh?Not supernatural powers.

"It's foggy this season?"

Tilt your head and think about it... It seems that the problem is not too big.Autumn, although it is a little earlier, but it is not impossible.

The boy withdrew his hand, nestled back on the bed, squinted his eyes and continued to draw on the handwriting pad of the laptop: "Pan Xingjiao, he seems to be quite rich."

Don't be afraid, there are no good people in PortMafia.

Anyway, I have the money to offer rewards to catch other people's mascots, so why bother to look far away, why not help us.

He counted the zeros behind the reward amount, and was quite dissatisfied with the price in his heart.I haven't made up [-] million yet, who is this looking down on?

"Mr. Guangjin, the last time the boss complained about the shortage of ammunition funds, how far is it? We found a fat sheep." The gentle-looking and handsome boy only rolled his eyes around, and he had countless bad ideas in his stomach. : "Why don't we have a small goal first, [-] million?"

Taking the initiative to inform the guerrillas directly under the leader of the movement is basically the same as typing the report. As for the follow-up... Just grab someone who can type from the subordinates and fool them.

Thinking about who should cut the knife first, Osamu Dazai threw away the computer and hung up the phone and shrank into the quilt: "Haha~ I'll call tomorrow to bargain. By the way, why did the temperature drop so quickly?"