What is the experience of the Transcendent being disabled?

Sicily, Italy, the headquarters of the Pengele family.

It was dark and the moon was hanging high. Gang Ji had just finished today's work, pushed the document, let out a long breath, turned his back up, took out an eye mask from the drawer, tore off the package and stuck it on the corner of his eye.In order to prevent dark circles and wrinkles, he will post such a post every day.

The prison temple on one side reported tomorrow's itinerary without any surprises: "Tomorrow morning, I will meet with the leader of the Simon family, Guli Yanzhen, at [-] o'clock in the morning. At noon, there will be a dinner for the Tongmeng family. At [-] o'clock in the afternoon, this quarter's financial report meeting..."

"Push it, I don't want to see anyone except Yanzhen." Hearing the word finance, Tsuna's facial muscles twitched suspiciously twice.

"You've been pushing for a week, Minister of Finance..."

"Juji, I thought you understood." Gang Ji took the coffee handed over by the other party wearily, took a sip, and asked, "How many coffees were added to it?"

"Three red dates."

"Not enough, add seven more." After 1 minute, Tsuna, who drank red date coffee, rubbed his stomach. "What's today's supper?"

After hearing that it was a marshmallow sundae, Tsuna shook his hand weakly: "Go, change the pastry chef. I said I hate cotton candy the most."

"But this was explained by the eleventh generation. He wants to eat a marshmallow sundae today." Said the prison temple calmly.

Gangji paused for a moment, looked up at the prison temple in astonishment, and after getting a serious nod from the other party, he grabbed one side of the suit jacket and rushed outside, past the mafia who saluted him one by one, and pushed him away. The door of the living room: "Cub! Dad's good cub!"

The stern tone and the gentle voice revealed his deep thoughts and love for his son.Then, there was a flat fall.Gangji: "..."

"Stupid gang, you just said you look good, so you came to dismantle my platform." Li Baoen, an adult figure, stepped on the back of his head with his leather shoes, and said with a fake smile, "In front of my son's Face, can you keep your focus?"

Tsunaji flopped on the ground like a frog. "If it weren't for you, my image wouldn't be what it is!" The embarrassment to be lost would have been lost three years ago!

"Oh? I'm to blame." Li Baoen smiled softly, and loaded his gun.

Yayoi sat on a chair full of various pillow dolls, bit the spoon handed over by Yamamoto with her head, swallowed the ice cream, and said, "Abba-so-so-Xiaowu-can't you change your abba?"

Yamamoto was a little embarrassed: "Probably not."

He smiled and said, "Yayoi-chan has grown taller and looks better."

Yayoi nodded in satisfaction, "I can talk, talk a little more—" which drew a hearty and hearty laugh.

Gang Ji dodged Li Baoen's attacks several times in disgrace, and straightened the slightly messy corners of his clothes. It was a bit unpleasant to see them enjoying themselves happily. "When did Yayoi come here?"

"An hour ago." Collom said softly. "He said he misses the boss and wants to sleep with you tonight."

Gang Ji was very moved, he took two steps back. "What did you do again? Mr. Jianggu finally couldn't bear it anymore?"

Two "again" are very spiritual.Jiang Gu would break out several times because of Yayoi's education problems every now and then, and every time after a family crisis, Yayoi would come to Peng Lie to stay for a night.

But housekeeper Ling is not in jail, oh... isn't he going to the police academy for training?Released early?

Yayoi sighed sadly. "This time it's not Xiaoling, it's sister-in-law—"

He said, "Yayoi-chan didn't even think about it, I didn't expect Mu Mu to be Ming Sao, and sister-in-law to be Men Sao—"

Gang Ji walked over, picked up the cub and put it on his lap, dangling his little hand, and said with a look of "I didn't understand but I was shocked": "That was really a disaster. Lan It must be scary for Mr Poe to be angry."

"Fortunately - I asked Mu Mu and Jiu to buy a lot of notebooks and pens - they said they were going to retreat for a few days and shut Mu Mu out of the door -" Yayoi sighed again, " Mu Mu is sad , let Jiu also buy him more notebooks and pens, and write small books together - one in the living room - one in the small attic - Yayoi said that he was hungry, they asked Yayoi to find Xiaoju sauce - Xiaoju sauce and Xiao Tie also Writing a little book - so here we go -"

Yayoi looked up sadly at Tsunayoshi who had a question mark on his face: "They ignore Yayoi-chan - poor Yayoi--"

But Tsuna Yoshi's years of experience told him that this matter has something to do with Yayoi.Otherwise, the kid wouldn't have come to him with a guilty conscience, but would have used his lung capacity to cry loudly, drawing the shit-shoveling officer's attention back.

Yayoi looked innocent: "It's not just them - even Pedestrian Sauce and the Genius Fairy have been recruited, the Secret Service investigated and said that this is a global virus attack - all the recruits are people with supernatural abilities-"

Yayoi said: "It's so scary--I'm pulling my hair while I'm writing, and I'm making cooing noises--The meatball fairy and the eyelash fairy let Yayoi-chan come here to take refuge--It's so scary--"

He clenched his hands into fists and put them on the foreheads on both sides: "Knock Fear-Mi——"

After hearing this, Gang Ji thought deeply: "Speaking of which, this matter was indeed mentioned in the report submitted in the evening. People with supernatural abilities in the family asked for leave one after another, and some retreated to the bookstore during the mission... ..."

"The reaction is too slow." Li Baoen gave him a gun butt. "In this case, Yayoi-chan can stay for a few more days."

He thought about his itinerary for these days, and passed the unimportant ones directly to give Yayoi special training.

Yayoi sensed Li Baoen's viciousness, hugged Tsunaki's neck with both hands, and said affectionately: "Abba-you will protect Yayoi-chan, right-Li Baoen is so fierce-always disturbing Yayoi-chan for dinner sleepy-"

He always took advantage of this opportunity to sneak attack, before Tsunaki came, he dodged N bullets, and he almost staged a bare-handed catch——

Gang Ji was very sympathetic: "Even if you say that..." Abba was also afraid.He rolled his eyes, took out his phone and quickly sent several messages to the prison temple. "Yayoi-chan, how long do you think this virus will last?"

"I do not know--"

"Understood." Gang Ji sent a message to the Minister of Finance again, asking him to transfer all the liquid funds in the family and use them to buy lottery tickets.

This is a road to wealth that Tsuna found by chance. Every time Yayoi is unlucky, the fortune of the people around him will be particularly good...

He was extremely glad that only he and Ayatsuji had discovered this... that bastard Ayatsuji!How much windfall has he made by relying on Yayoi these years!

After giving orders, Tsunayoshi was just about to cultivate their father-son relationship with Yayoi, and his ring and the rings of the three guardians present all lit up with flames.

Giotto, Zhaoli Yuyue, Spedo and Naker showed up one after another, and the little fragrant pig in his arms disappeared.

Giotto hugged his grandson and said softly, "Yayoi-chan, long time no see."

Spedo stood gracefully aside, arms crossed. "Your descendant is not good, so just give the ring to Yayoi-chan."

He couldn't get the favor of his son, and he still didn't let the guardians get close to Yayoi-chan, and the chances of them seeing Yayoi were even less.

For Spedo, seeing Yayoi is the second priority. The main reason is that Yayoi is nearby, which can provide him with the energy to show up. The number of meetings is small, and he can't move around freely to make troubles.

He let out a series of weird laughter: "Go ahead, play slowly." He was also very curious about this strange virus.

After finishing speaking, a purple mist appeared around his body, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Tsuna looked numbly at Yayoi and his family's ancestors who didn't know how many generations had passed, as well as his guardians, and Li Baoen and his guardians also joined the topic, and he felt very cold... …

It's like this again... Every time Yayoi came to look for him, he would be robbed of Zai's attention.As a dad, he is really...

With a ding, the phone received two emails.One is the bill for the mission battle loss of the Balian troops that made his heart ache, and the other is the income after the lottery draw...

He touched his chest and looked at Yayoi's profile with tears in his eyes.Ah...healed.

Once Yayoi comes, he can alleviate the financial deficit for two months, and his small coffers will be filled up slowly. As expected of his good boy, he is caring and filial!

Four days later, this global crisis was finally named "Writer Virus" by Europe, and all those with supernatural abilities who were recruited were buried in the ocean of creation.

Although most of them will not publish after finishing writing, but dedicate their manuscripts to the brazier or paper shredder, but some of them send their manuscripts to the publishing house.

Oda Sakunosuke is one of them.He not only sent out his own manuscript, but also sent out the manuscripts of his friend Dazai Osamu and his subordinate Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

And the publishing house they sent it to is under the name of their company, named 'World House'.The person who named it was Sigma. After receiving a call from Verlaine's mobile phone, he admired Yayoi's so-called "manipulating thoughts with words" theory, and directly bought a publishing house that was facing bankruptcy, inheriting the working building together with all The employees hung up the new sign vigorously, completed the procedures on the same day, and opened the business on the same day.

Dazai handed over the manuscript and lay prone in front of the desk, his head rolling around on the desk like a rubber ball. "Damn it...why did I get tricked too? This isn't a supernatural power."

Akutagawa also felt that something was wrong: "Captain Oda, where did you get my humble work? After I finished writing it, it was all torn up."

Oda said: "It's a pity, it's obviously well written. After reading your manuscript, I found many shortcomings in myself."

He said to Akutagawa with admiration, "Boss is right, your potential is endless."

Akutagawa: "..."

He gave up, looked at Dazai, and said in a firm tone with disgust, "You did it."

Dazai smiled and said, "Guess—"

Akutagawa didn't want to guess, he lifted the chair Dazai was sitting on with Rashomon and threw it out of the window.Accompanied by an ecstatic cry, there was the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.Rashomon clapped his hands in a humane way, and Akutagawa said, "Aren't you worried?"

Knowing that he was the one asking, Oda shook his head: "This is the first floor."

He also said from the bottom of his heart, "Akutagawa-kun and Dazai have such a good relationship, he praised you in front of me many times."

Akutagawa: Compliment what?Praise me for assisting his suicide hobby?

For example, throwing stones at the place where he jumped when entering the water, placing needle boards below when playing jumping games on the top floor of the company, or asking his subordinates to transplant some big trees that look easy to hang themselves.It's a pity that a certain person's vitality is too tenacious, and his painstaking efforts have failed.

And because he is now the little boy who is favored by the boss, he can't go too far.

Dazai crawled out from under the sofa, saw the text message sent from the phone, and smiled mysteriously.

At the publishing house, the editor-in-chief fell silent as he looked at the three manuscripts arranged horizontally in front of him.It was sent in a file bag, and the three manuscripts came from three people.

On the left is the teacher named "Spicy Curry Poisoning Patient". He is obviously a newcomer writer, but his work is a rare masterpiece. The writing style is delicate and smooth, killing more than half of the famous writers in the market. It is the rising future of the literary world visible to the naked eye. Nova.

It's just that the subject matter is too novel... Why is he able to write a food review eloquently about the trivial matter of accidentally eating a super spicy curry in an old restaurant!

As the editor-in-chief of Sweet Party, I just feel that I have been brainwashed after reading it, and I really want to try the spicy curry in this store...

Ah, the address was kindly given at the back, it's in Yokohama... Isn't this really an advertisement writer invited by the owner of the curry shop?

Wasn't it really intended to tempt those ignorant people who don't know what kind of hell Yokohama is to give it for free? !Is it a mafia conspiracy? !

In the middle is a manuscript covered with transparent tape after splicing. The editor-in-chief wanted to throw it away at first sight. He was very angry that someone submitted a manuscript so perfunctorily. Isn’t this really a mess?

However, the first manuscript was excellent, and he read it patiently, and found... Damn, it's too deep!

The communal teacher named "Life Is Work," despite his questionable attitude and obvious personality, has a...

This is a text that inspires the society and holds accountable for various workplace life phenomena that have entered the relaxed era. His language is like a 40-meter sword, and he sharply accuses those social bastards who are muddling along and doing nothing.

After reading it, there was only one sentence in his heart, "People with social animal disease are terrible."Not only your own social animals, but also other people? !

I thought so in my heart, but it happened to be in line with the company philosophy given by the new boss. If this article is not on the main post, he will be fired.

The editor-in-chief felt that his conscience was very painful, and he could only pass this manuscript against his conscience for the sake of his own work.

Finally, he opened the third manuscript.The writer of this manuscript is called "Human Dementia". At first glance, it seems quite satisfactory, neither the fancy praise of spicy curry that confuses people, nor the perfunctory stickers...

However, the exposed human nature made his heart heavy, and when he turned to the climax and tide, he was shocked.

He was deeply shocked by the black mud monsters drawn on the manuscript paper, which looked like hell monsters, and he couldn't imagine that they were drawn by human hands.

The editor-in-chief put down the manuscript, which was apparently only half written, in slow motion, put his palms together against his chin, and fell into deep thought.

His eyes lost their highlights, as if he could still see the white ghost spit out of his mouth.