The power name is too shameful, I can't say it

According to the system, this money really fell from the sky, so I will definitely be suspected.

I'm so angry, the garbage system ruined my life.

It's not me who is wrong, but this filthy world!

'He is angry and I am not angry, and there is no one to replace him when he gets sick. 'In my heart, I silently recited the poems from the other side of the sea, and I forcibly calmed down.

What's the use of being angry now, the key is to solve the problem.

Come on, one by one.

Therefore, it is not meaningless to fail many times, but just ten days gave me indomitable courage and tenacious ability to withstand pressure.

Quickly adjusted my mood, I once again looked at Kunikida-san and Dazai-san in the front row.

Although Dazai-san's side also gave me a headache, it is obvious that Kunikida-san is more difficult to deal with.

It just so happens that I like to challenge from the hardest when I do things, and I met Kunikida-san's eyes.

If Ranpo-san is the playmate I want to have fun with, Kunikida-san is the one I can't avoid when he gets serious.

Sometimes I would rather face the Ranpo brother who can make people invisible - I want to pay attention to principles in everything, and the soul is shining in Kunikida Doppo.

He has a noble soul that makes me feel ashamed.Every time I meet his eyes is a test for me.

Although I don't have any memories of before the age of ten, everything in the vagueness still tells me that the person my biological father taught me is completely different from Kunikida brother.

In the concept of everyone in the detective agency, you should use all your strength to protect the detective agency and protect the innocent and weak.

The former is of course no problem, but the latter is not so important in my heart.

Among the various choices, I will support the optimal solution that sacrifices some details.

But after accepting the influence of my father, the six years of life in the detective agency let me know that my behavior is actually wrong.

So when facing Kunikida, I always feel a little bit guilty.

Now such a guilty conscience will cause me a lot of trouble, and it will cause a storm of nagging.

Usually, you can bribe Mr. Dazai to do a little favor, but today it is impossible.

The atmosphere in the car was quiet and depressing, I put my hands on my knees and sat down obediently.

Even though I've beaten Nakajima-kun a thousand times in my heart, now I can only show a silly and sweet smile to Kunikida Doppo who is looking over.

Innocent, like a cheated girl, I suppressed my desire to deceive Alice in the deepest part of my heart, trying to appear innocent and harmless.

Just when Kunikida-san looked at me more and more sharply, a horn sounded behind us.

He sighed, turned his head and started the car helplessly: "If you have to go shopping with that little girl, remember to let me know when the time comes."

This is the pass, and it seems that the urging from the other vehicles behind me has saved me.

The life of the beautiful girl was finally saved by the traffic light, which is really gratifying.

The problem with Mr. Dazai is actually not that big. Facing his gaze, I was unmoved and just watched my heart, not looking at him with an innocent face.

Anyway, I'm not the one who needs to help solve this problem, and my mental retardation system is also aware of this problem.

The previous mechanical layout that couldn't be changed, and the money that was sent directly to me would cause big problems.

The moment Mr. Dazai said the pocket money, the mental retardation system also started to act.

Anyway, this is also the system that can share the power of rules and memetic weapons from the destiny child.

Although it has a bad name and an even worse starting method, it has powerful rules.

Those task rewards that were previously paid in advance can also be withdrawn under the rules.

Under the constraints of system power, the amount in my room exceeded my pocket money, and the items purchased with system funds disappeared one by one.

As if projecting me into another world, the system once again showed me its power.

The items I bought became unused, returned to the time when they were made, and finally decomposed into the most basic raw materials, and they were erased conceptually.

And the money to buy them is returned to my account and disappears in the system.

After processing everything, the system continued: "I bought a few sets of welfare lottery tickets online for you, and the lottery will be drawn into your account on Saturday. After paying taxes, the remaining winning amount is about [-] million."

Well, although this guy is artificially retarded, he is almost omnipotent in this world's network.

My money that has been turned into items is turned back into a set of numbers and returned to me.

In this case, the existence of this money has been cleared by my father and Brother Ranbu.

I think it's okay to buy a few small skirts, but I can't spend as much as I want.

But listening to a series of system prompts, thinking of those treasures that have left me, if it wasn't here, I would have cried out.

The hateful system can't just throw everything into some small world and let me hide it.

Sensing my mood, the system said bluntly: [But if the master fails in the strategy, those things will be destroyed. ]

The system is actually not even a master of language, but chose to directly attack me.

I couldn't help being angry, whose fault it was for a 16-year-old girl to become someone else's father!

Probably also realized his mistake, the system encouraged: [As long as you, master, can successfully share a person with a special ability of the space system. ]

[After success, no matter how much space he has, you can have almost unlimited storage space. ]

The system that has changed back to the yin and yang version is always more acceptable to me than the hateful version, I smiled at Mr. Dazai.

After cleaning up my hands, I'm an innocent possible victim again.

If Mr. Mori really has strange thoughts about me, how can it be said that it is the fault of the beautiful girl?

If you want to blame it, you have to blame the strange uncle who has no good intentions towards the beautiful girl.

"If you want to blame it, you have to blame the uncle who has bad intentions for the beautiful girl."

It wasn't just me who thought so, Mr. Dazai seemed to be the one who said what I wanted to say as if he had seen through my thoughts.

Even though Mr. Dazai has joined the detective agency for two years, we still don't know each other very well - he is very dangerous.

Before he joined the club, my father and Brother Ranpo both warned me in private to keep a distance from newcomers.

Even his partner and senior Kunikida-san said so.

As a good daughter of my father and lord, and a good sister of Brother Ranbu, I obediently fulfilled their orders.

Even though I was amazed by Mr. Dazai's appearance, I didn't have much communication with him.

Although after Mr. Dazai passed the entrance test of the detective agency, their attitude towards Mr. Dazai has changed.

But Brother Ranbu will still intentionally or unintentionally block my contact with Mr. Dazai, and Mr. Dazai seems to understand this.

We have always maintained a proper social distance and have not had much contact.

At most, when I feed Brother Ranbu occasionally, I will also bring him a crab meat product for the sake of his handsome appearance.

Today it is very strange that he would speak suddenly. Looking into his iris-colored eyes, I can see a little eagerness to try.

Mr. Dazai, like Ranpo brother, is a top-notch smart person.

It was Brother Ranbu who admitted that he was only a little worse than him, and I belonged to the bottom...

I, who was trying to climb the peak, would naturally be interested in him.

What exactly Mr. Dazai is thinking, this question has troubled me for a long time.

Observing him for a long time has made me certain that there is an aggressive gleam in his eyes now.

Weird, but not for me.

It shouldn't be like this, unless that Mr. Sen knows him.

They have a grudge?

Then next time I see Mr. Mori, should I mention the existence of Mr. Dazai?

Or monitor Mr. Mori's privacy through the map.See where he works or something.

Collect information to see what you will find, there is a high probability that you will be pleasantly surprised.

Maybe we can dig into Mr. Dazai's past and know what he did before joining the detective agency.

I'm really curious.

After all, Mr. Dazai's previous occupation had rewards in the detective agency.

Although I don't like this little money now, if I have more pocket money on the surface, I can buy a few more skirts and put them in my wardrobe when I go shopping on weekends.

This idea flashed through my mind, and I pressed it down again.I always feel that if I do this, something bad will happen.

Brother Luanbu may cause trouble for me because of this.

[Master, do you want to try to open his special small world. ]

The unwilling system popped up to confuse me, probably if I ate the tender grass by the nest, it would make him very happy.

Before I refused, it seemed that I had discovered my malicious intentions.The iris-eyed youth unbuckled his seat belt.

"Dazai, sit down for me, don't make me lose points." In Kunikida's complaint, a slender finger stretched out and scratched my nose.

The golden light on everyone in my eyes disappeared and I was completely disconnected from the system.

Disqualification is a terrible power, but luckily we're not enemies.

Comforting myself with the spirit of Ah Q, I tilted my head and made a disgusted expression.

In my disgust, Mr. Dazai simply slapped my head again.

He messed with my hairstyle like I touched Alice's hair.

Facing my wide eyes, Dazai-san chuckled.

After laughing, he shook his head and sighed helplessly: "The little girl has grown up and has her own secret."

Under Kunikida's elder brother's urging, he finally turned around and sat down again.

This is a pass, I relaxed from the bottom of my heart, disgusted: "You are only 22 years old, don't talk so old-fashioned."

Dazai-san didn't reply to me, but hummed a song in an unintelligible way.

Temporarily escaping from danger, I gave Atsushi Nakajima a hard look.

I remember this hatred.

What kind of rabbit doesn't eat the grass beside the nest?If I don't turn this guy into my son, my surname will not be Fuze.