coser's employment guide

Mori Ogai can swear to God, he took Alice out this time, he really just came out for a stroll, absolutely no other ideas, but it really was such a coincidence, Mori Ogai saw it at the first sight after entering this coffee shop. He noticed the orange-haired man sitting in the corner.

Whether it's the color of the hair or the facial features, they are almost exactly the same as the cadres of their own family.But that was almost the same, Mori Ogai ordered dessert and coffee and took Alice there, "Excuse me, may I sit here?"

The orange-haired young man didn't even look at him, and kept looking out of the window, "Sorry, there are already people here."

"Is it your friend?"

"No, my heavy soul."

Mori Ogai's smile remained unchanged, "I think your heavy soul can sit with me, after all, this is a table for four."

The orange-haired young man was finally willing to turn his gaze back from a distance. His tired eyes swept over the two people who had consciously opened their chairs and sat down. After a pause, the originally weak voice became even weaker, "Boss, if I don't If I remember correctly, it should still be during the holidays.”

Mori Ogai's smile deepened, the waiter brought over the dessert and coffee he had ordered, and Alice picked up the fork to eat the dessert, the orange-haired young man glanced at Alice, "The strawberry jam is on your face, Alice."

Like a doll, the delicate girl wiped her face casually, but she didn't find the right position. The orange-haired youth seemed to be used to it, and naturally picked up the tissue on the table and raised his hand to help the girl wipe off the stolen goods, "said I have to use paper towels many times."

Mori Ogai tapped the table with his fingertips, "Chuya?"

"Ok?"

The orange-haired youth squeezed out a sound from his nasal cavity, reluctantly answering.

"Want to visit the Port Mafia?" Mori Ogai asked.

The orange-haired youth looked up, and looked at Mori Ogai for a while, "Yes."

It doesn't matter where you go.

It doesn't matter anyway.

In the opponent's blue eyes, Mori Ogai read this meaning.

If the blue eyes of my gravity user are the clear blue sky, then the blue eyes of this person in front of me are the barrenness after being ravaged by the storm.

Anyway, let's take this kid back first~

Alice beside her showed a disgusted expression after eating the last bite of dessert, jumped off the chair, took the hand of the orange-haired young man, "Let's go, don't talk to Rintaro!"

Very obediently, the orange-haired young man stood up with his strength, and followed Alice out.

Mori Ogai noticed that the clothes he was wearing were also different from Nakaya-kun's. He wore a heavy black coat over his shoulders, and he was wearing an ordinary white shirt and slacks. His long orange hair was spread like sheep's wool in a mess behind him. There are no ornaments on the neck, only the silver studs on the earlobes reflect a bright light.

They were walking on the street, Alice led the orange-haired youth forward, and Mori Ogai walked beside Alice, "There may be something different here."

"Ah."

"Has it been found?"

"Ah."

Mori Ogai said distressedly, "Although I know that there are parallel worlds, but that should only be possible with 'books'? Can you tell me how you got here?"

"Well, come here."

Mori Ogai sighed, "That's not okay, you have to explain the situation to the leader properly."

The orange-haired youth's expression remained unchanged, "You don't trust me now, I don't think there is any need to elaborate."

"Don't you want to go back early?"

"It doesn't matter, it's fine."

Ogai Mori was a little distressed, "It feels different from our Nakaya-kun here. Let's prove our identity first?"

The orange-haired youth simply didn't even say yes.

Mori Ogai sighed like a decadent uncle, Alice took the orange-haired young man's hand, "You can't bully Rintaro either."

The orange-haired young man who had been drooping down his eyes finally made a move. After glancing at Alice, he lowered his eyes again, "I see."

Alice nodded in satisfaction, and patted the young man's hand held by her as a reward.

They walked all the way on the street without deliberately covering up their whereabouts. They just walked all the way towards the port mafia building. When entering the door, the lower-level staff guarding the gate wiped their eyes and watched the three of them get on the elevator to the chief's office with a confused look on their faces. .

Guard A: "Didn't the cadres of Zhongye just come back from outside? When did you go out again?"

Guard B: "Did Zhongye's hair suddenly grow a lot? What kind of hair tonic did he use? Will he tell me if I ask?"

Guard C: "Wait a minute, isn't the point that Ms. Alice is pulling Zhongye cadres like holding her son? I read that right. My wife likes holding my son like this. It really feels like this."

The three faces looked at each other blankly, and countless question marks popped up.

The orange-haired young man who caused countless question marks is Arasuke, who has been held by Alice after he got on the elevator, and at the moment he is in a daze with his mind empty.

"Why is this process so familiar? Have you been to this world before? No way, so many parallel worlds just entered the same one?"

It's no wonder that Huang Jie had this kind of thought, after all, he really entered many times, although the memory has been sealed, but still left a little familiar sense of sight.This time, the technical department handled it very quickly. It was almost as soon as Arasuke sent out the question, and he replied the next second, saying that this time it is really a new parallel world, so there is no need to worry at all.

Alright, Arasuke reluctantly accepted.

It wasn't until he entered the chief's office and the heavy closing sound fell that Rakusuke raised his eyes and looked at Chuya Nakahara, who had already been waiting in the chief's office and was looking at him in surprise.

Very politely, Huang Jie greeted him: "Hi, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Nakahara Zhongya replied subconsciously: "You too, please take care of me."

It wasn't until the two Zhong Yuanzhong, who had exactly the same face, stood together that the difference between them could be seen more accurately.

"No, wait a minute, who are you?!" Zhong Yuanzhong also realized, "The leader?"

Zhong Yuan, who had just had lunch and planned to take a nap, was called to the chief's office with a blank face, "Boss, who is he?"

Mori Ogai scratched his messy hair and said with a smile, "Ah, well, I actually don't know."

"Huh?!" Zhong Yuanzhong raised his voice unconsciously, "You brought him here without knowing it, and you didn't bring any guards. What if he attacks you?!"

Mori Ogai waved his hand, "Anxin, Anxin, Chuya-kun, isn't this going well? I have a measure."

Alice didn't pay attention to what the two of them said, but just lowered her head and played with the orange-haired young man's hand, shouting as if she had discovered some surprise: "Chuya, what's wrong with your palm?"

Rakusuke lowered his head and looked at the girl's gesture. The hand that Alice had been holding was turned over by her with the palm facing up, but there was a hideous scar on the palm that should have been smooth. It could be seen how severe the injury was at that time. As for even if the wound healed, it still left a huge scar.