Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

The Hong Kong/black cadre Nakahara Nakaya, who finished his long-term overseas mission, had just returned to Yokohama. Before he even had time to get off the plane, he was urgently summoned to the headquarters by the leader to take over a puzzling new task.

The workaholic who has long been accustomed to the life of 007 has no dissatisfaction with the sudden mission, but after reading the information of the mission object, he still feels a little... baffled.

"Recover... the inheritance of the ancestors?" Zhongyuan Zhong also repeated it with a puzzled expression. He looked down at the paper in hand to confirm that he had understood correctly, "Boss, I can understand the inheritance, but it should be gold and silver treasures anyway." Or real estate or something..."

Why is it a living human being, or a girl who looks extremely weak?

No, using heritage to describe a person is weird no matter how you think about it!

The content of the paper materials is very small, and the most useful thing is just a photo, which was obviously taken by a surveillance camera on the side of the road, and it is not particularly clear. The photo shows a girl in a complicated kimono with long gray-purple hair , she is thin and thin, and the sickness on her face can be seen through the lens. It seems that it will disappear at any time when standing in the sun.

The information also specifically stated that this girl does not have supernatural powers—an ordinary person who is beautiful, fragile, and not threatening, Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly came to a judgment.

Because of this, he didn't quite understand the significance of this task.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help guessing: "Is this girl a descendant of the leader of the previous generation? But according to the records, it seems that the previous generation has no immediate family members who are still alive, and..." From the appearance alone, there is no similarity at all!

The current leader of Hong Kong/Black, Mori Ogai, who was sitting in the main seat, let out a chuckle, and stopped his subordinates' random thinking in a timely manner: "It's not what you think, Nakaya-kun."

He crossed his hands on his chin, and said in an elegant and low tone: "She is an experimental subject that was cultivated by the leader of the previous generation, but the detailed information about this girl was destroyed after the death of the previous generation, and her whereabouts are also unknown. .Even I learned of the existence of such a person through other special channels not long ago. It is conceivable that when the ancestors were alive, she was an absolute secret that only the leader could know."

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, subconsciously pulled down the brim of his hat: "Experimental, huh..."

Ogai Mori didn't seem to notice the complex emotions that flashed on Nakahara Chuya's face, and said gently: "The identity is unknown, the ability is unknown, the only thing that is certain is that she was indeed cultivated by the ancestors with countless efforts. private property."

"No, that may not be accurate." The leader hidden in the darkness corrected slowly, "Although it is private property, in the final analysis, it is also the resources of the port mafia, so it is reasonable for us to ask for recycling. Well, even though it's recycling, according to how much our ancestors valued this girl, we can't be too rude, and we must strive to leave a good impression on her. Chuya-kun, please remember to invite her politely."

Zhong Yuanzhong also understood that this was asking him not to use violence as much as possible.

"Then, what if she is not willing to cooperate..." Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his head to look at the black-haired leader in front of him, and asked slowly.

Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes, and his smile deepened: "Well... let Chuya-kun judge for himself."

……

This girl named Fukami Ryuki didn't look like the experimental subjects in my impression at all, but more like a young lady cultivated by the family.

After intercepting the car going out of the city, Zhongyuan Zhong calmly swept over the task target who was guarded behind him by Jia Ruozi, and frowned slightly.

Tsk, the boss didn't mention it to him. Seeing that Liu Yi is actually related to the Armed Detective Agency, especially there is a mackerel that doesn't look pleasing to the eye, which is really disgusting.

Osamu Dazai didn't miss Nakahara Chuya's disgusted expression. He put his hands in his pockets, moved his footsteps slightly, and blocked his sight of Fukami Ryui without any trace, and said the most embarrassing words in the most lively tone: "Oh Ah, isn't Mr. Mori's hunting target girls under the age of 12? When did he start to expand the scope? You are not afraid of scaring people even if you let a violent maniac like you who doesn't understand the style be a lobbyist? Mr. Sen is also getting old, and his brain is a little hard to use."

"Ka", Zhongyuan Zhong also had a livid face, the ground under his feet was shrouded in red light, and suddenly collapsed.

"Tai, Zai, Zhi!" Nakahara Nakaya gnashed his teeth and roared, raised his leg and slashed directly at Dazai Osamu's head without any restraint. If he hit, he would definitely be able to kick people's heads away, "Here Let me show some respect to the boss!"

"Is there anything worthy of respect for that kind of perverted lolicon? No, no. Now it's directly upgraded to abducting adult women?" Osamu Dazai avoided the wave of attacks at an unimaginably tricky angle. His movements Very flexible, under the attack of the gravitational force, he still maintained an attitude of ease, and even found time to wink at Fukami Ryui.

"Miss Fukami, I suggest facing such a cheeky and dangerous guy, just refuse directly."

The passive effect of disqualification in the world can nullify all supernatural abilities, so Nakahara Chuya is now only relying on physical skills to attack. It is a pity that Osamu Dazai is very familiar with the methods of this former partner, and he can complete the dodge without much effort.

After Osamu Dazai dodged the flying kick again, Nakahara Chuya's offensive fell through, he stomped heavily on the ground, and said angrily, "I told you I'm here to invite her, not to rob her!"

Jia Ruozi, who was on the sidelines, interjected coldly: "Really, but it doesn't seem like you are sincere in attacking us as soon as you come up."

She turned her head and urged the female conjurer who was watching the show: "Mingming."

"Looking at the two of them playing so hard, I thought they could just lie down and collect money this time..." Mingming sighed, regretting that he couldn't be lazy.

But after all, her movements were extremely fast, and she replaced Osamu Dazai almost instantly, and the incantation tool infused with a lot of mana forced Chuya Nakahara back several meters abruptly.

Chu Fa's gravity made his face dignified. He raised his hand to press the hat, thought quickly, and finally decided not to make any extravagance, and directly set his sights on his target, with a serious look in his sea-like blue eyes.

"Miss Shenjian, I don't know if you still have the impression, but you have a deep relationship with the leader of the previous generation." Zhong Yuanzhong also replaced the "experiment" with a more gentle term, "According to the results of my investigation, you should Don’t you have anything to prove your identity? That is to say, you are currently a black household. The boss promised that if you are willing to return to Hong Kong/Black, we can not only provide you with asylum, but also maximize your abilities. performance."

After a pause for a few seconds, Nakahara Zhongya continued, "Of course, because it's the boss's order, so I hope to hear an affirmative answer."

Indeed, a loyal vicious dog.Osamu Dazai evoked a sarcastic smile, his kite eyes were so dark that no light could see through them.

"...I don't remember the former leader you mentioned." Fukami Liuyi looked back calmly, her usual gentle voice hardened, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm sorry, I have already agreed before that." In order to go back to Tokyo with Miss Glass, it’s not good to go back and forth.”

No, the reason is more than that.Fukami Ryuki clenched her fists tightly, her nails pinching her palm deeply, the pain from it kept her awake.

Just when Zhongyuan Zhong also mentioned the former leader of Hong Kong/Black, she suddenly felt an uncontrollable nausea in her heart, as if she heard something extremely disgusting, and every cell in her body was conveying disgust Emotions.

But she couldn't remember why she resisted so much.

"What's wrong?" As a doctor, Iamuri Nitiko was the first to notice something was wrong with Fukami Ryuki. Seeing her pale face and slightly trembling pupils, Nitaka thought she was afraid that she would cause trouble if she refused in person, so she comforted her, "It's okay." Yes, if you don’t want to go, then don’t go, you are a conjurer, and you shouldn’t go to the site of the supernatural being.”

Anyway, before that guy Wu left, while he was asleep, he fiddled with Shenjian Liuyi a lot, so that Nitzi almost couldn't stand it and called the police, so she was very calm about the accident.

It's a big deal to let Wutiao Wu know the truth.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a few seconds, and suddenly sighed: "That is to say, the peace talks failed?"

To be honest, he personally doesn't want to use any strong methods. After all, the experimental subject... will make him feel a little sympathetic.In addition, although the leader didn't say it clearly, he used the word "recycling", and he must be inclined to take people back.

Osamu Dazai laughed unceremoniously: "It's so pitiful, because it is a single-celled organism, has the brain and hearing degenerated together? It is obvious that Miss Fukami has already declined so clearly, why do I need to ask?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...Hold on, the more this guy talks to him, the more aggressive he gets. You must maintain your Hong Kong/black image outside, and you can't be provoked at will.

Barely suppressing the anger emerging from his heart, Zhong Yuan Zhong also took a deep breath and calmed down.

Shenjian Liuyi nodded, with a tinge of frost on the brows: "I won't go, please go back."

Dazai Osamu immediately dragged out his voice as if he was singing a double reed: "Did you hear that, unwelcome slug——"

"... Tsk, then there is no other way." The red light on Zhongya Zhongya's body suddenly rose, and the long brown hair on his shoulders was blown by the wind. "There is only one way."

"Miss Mingming, this is a trouble I caused. I can solve it myself. I don't bother you to do it." Just when Mingming was about to act first, a sweet voice came from behind her. She turned her head and saw The girl who had been protected all the time raised her hand, and the palm of her hand slowly lit up with a shimmer representing the technique.

"That's right, I might trouble Miss Nitzi later." With the operation of the spell, Fukami Liuyi gradually lost blood on her lips, as if the lost mana power was drawing her vitality, "Although Mr. Gojo helped me make a surprise attack. I took a tutorial on the use of spell power, but I’m still not very proficient... Resetting the time for one day is probably the limit I can do so far.”

Seeing the glimmer of light in Fukami Liuyi's hand, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly had a bad feeling. Before he had time to think about it, he paused and realized that he seemed to be wrapped up by some invisible and strange force... …

Ability?No, no, it is another kind that is even more indescribable...

Opening his eyes wide in astonishment, Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that the scene in his field of vision was rapidly retreating!

"I'm sorry, I don't know how to precisely control the spell power, but my spells are not aggressive. Even if I lose control, there shouldn't be any major problems." The last thing I heard was Fukami Liuyi's slightly apologetic voice Voice, "Please tell your leader not to come to me again."

The reset spell was activated and acted on Chuya Zhongyuan.

Fukami Ryuki's technique can reset the time of a person or an object, which not only refers to the state, but also includes the location, but relatively, if she wants to precisely control the time reversal of a certain person, then at the time that can be reset The length will be greatly reduced.

This is the shackles of the spells. If you want accuracy, you must sacrifice the effects of the spells.

If she only resets the time of Chuya in the Central Plains, one day is the limit. If she includes this area, it can probably be raised to more than a week-but there is no need for this.

"Wow, what an amazing sight, I should record Chuya's shocked expression with the camera, and then print it out as a photo and distribute it to all Hong Kong/black employees." Osamu Dazai rested his hand on his forehead, Just applaud and celebrate on the spot.

Ms. Fukami's technique is really perfect for practicality, especially when it comes to treating disgusting slugs, it has a miraculous effect.Sure enough, for annoying flies, the best choice should be to swipe them cleanly.

"But having said that..." Osamu Dazai turned his head to the side, looked at Fukami Ryuki, whose legs softened and fell into the arms of Naruko after struggling to support the operation of the operation, rubbed his chin and thought, "Reset one day... I remember , One day ago, Chuya seemed, possibly, hadn’t returned to Yokohama, right?”

……

Facts have proved that Osamu Dazai guessed right, Chuya Nakahara is indeed no longer in Yokohama.

To be more precise, he crossed the Pacific Ocean for free, returning to the place where he had traveled on business.

Surrounded by unfamiliar exotic scenery, the crowds were not speaking Japanese, but some minority language. Zhong Yuanzhong, who was wearing a neat black suit, was suddenly thrown into the crowd, which seemed extremely out of place.

Damn, what kind of strange ability is this that brought him back to South America from Yokohama in the blink of an eye?Didn't he sit on the plane for more than ten hours in vain? !

After a long absence, the cadre, who is usually well-bred, put on a dark face and swears a bad word.