My third year of marriage with Tsunayoshi-kun

Normally, after all night, don't you sleep during the day?Why do I work in tears in front of the computer.

Senior Ango Sakaguchi left a light sentence before going to work in the port mafia.

"I am very grateful for your efforts tonight and saved the lives of more than 700 people. However, this is not an excuse for you to rest. You have been skipping work one after another these days. The documents accumulated over the days have been processed.”

SOS, I really hope that I can yell at Senior Ango for being inhumane, do you know that staying up too late is prone to sudden death.

Before I could complain, Senior Anwu pulled out his current resume and sent it to me.

As an intelligence agent in the port mafia and as a member of Mimic, a foreign mercenary organization, he appears to be a double agent, but in fact is a triple agent. Now he still needs to find time to occasionally handle the work of the Supernatural Secret Service.

A true master of time management, it only takes three years for the hairline to become Mediterranean to achieve a smooth bald head.

This is how I imagine the bright future of Ango-senpai.

I'm wilted, I'm wilted, I have nothing to say, I accept my fate and start working.

Speaking of work, it is quite humane to deal with it in front of the computer in the study room at home without rushing to commute.

Gang Ji-jun seems to be worse than me. He took a shower after returning home, and before he had slept for half an hour, he was called serially and killed by the phone. He was awakened from his sleep and fell off the bed.Seeing the name on the other side of the phone, he dared to be angry but dared not speak up, so he got up from the bed in despair and went to work.

For a moment, I was glad that I didn't sleep. If I was woken up during sleep, the feeling would be too sour, and I didn't want to experience it again.Otherwise, things like the destruction of the world will happen.

After other people fall in love, most of them are sweet talk, you and me, only me and Gang Jijun are working with tears.

But in Tsuna Ji-kun's eyes, I'm afraid it's to remind the Duke of the Dark Night once a day—sometimes I don't know whether to say he's crazy or what, do I seem so paranoid? !I don't even need precious sleep time to urge updates.

The accumulated work of two days is simply beyond human ability. It was not until twelve o'clock that I managed to squeeze out time and give myself a two-hour rest.Pulling the slippers into the kitchen, the energy for cooking is completely gone.

"Gunji-kun, do you want some instant noodles?"

Gangji-jun’s voice was as if he was relieved. Hearing my voice was like seeing a savior. He put aside all the work at hand with a bang, opened the door of the room with tears of joy, and said impatiently: “Yes, I will I want tonkotsu taste!"

...Correct me, maybe it's not like seeing, I am Tsunayoshi-kun's savior now.

I boiled hot water.

Two minutes later, Gangji-jun and I sat in front of the dining table, and a bucket of instant noodles rose up for each of us.Both he and I have a pair of huge dark circles under our eyes, and our eyes especially want to droop down, looking listless.

"I'm so tired... I want to sleep..." Tsuna Ji-kun moaned meaninglessly.

It's sad, it's reality.

Except for young people, how can there be so many wonderful love lives in this world.

"Gunji-kun."

While I was waiting for the instant noodles to be ready, I found that today’s calendar hadn’t been ticked. When I picked up a pen to check it, I saw that the little red flower on the calendar was already five days ago. I was in a very complicated mood.

"Are you going back to Italy the day after tomorrow?"

Gang Jijun's whole body softened like a soft snail and collapsed on the dining table. At one point, he was about to fall asleep completely, when his head hit the table and made a muffled sound.

"Ah... I seem to have forgotten to tell Huayan that I will be staying in Japan this month due to work reasons. Our company plans to continue to develop in Japan. The company that has been booked for construction and decoration has been completed, and there are some related matters. I'm going to stay in Japan to take a look... But maybe because of work, I can't go home every day. Sorry, Huayan, I'm in Japan but I can't find time."

"It's okay, work is important!" I said thoughtfully.

However, I was very flustered in my heart. It is really impossible for me to stay at home half of the time this month. The time I work from home has reached the limit that my boss can bear.There is still a lot of information that needs to be concealed from the Ability Secret Service Section, and I have to find a way to find a way to return to the Ability Secret Service Section to solve it.

"Compared to this, it is better for Tsunaji-kun to pay attention to rest. No matter how important the work is, you must also consider your body. It will be bad if you fall down. Work can be handled at any time, and there is no rush."

Tsuna Ji-kun's tiredness about dying made me have to remind me aloud.I have had special training, but I don't really care about it. Mr. Gangji just experienced a major accident last night, and he had to work before he adjusted his mood—sure enough, there must be a problem with the company's management.

"...I can't, I can't delay the matter now." Gang Ji-jun got up and scratched his hair in distress, "...it is necessary to make a decision as soon as possible."

...?

It seems to be quite serious. Could it be that the company is on the verge of bankruptcy?Shareholders quarreling and breaking up?Or is it that an outside company has waged a commercial war against Tsuna Yoshi-kun?

He didn't continue talking, and he didn't even think about sharing the pressure with me.

"If it's Tsunayoshi-kun, it will definitely be resolved smoothly."

Gang Jijun was stunned for a moment, and then slowly smiled: "Well, I will definitely."

"Huayan, I will go with you to finalize the shape of the ring the day after tomorrow."

"Okay."

Tsuna Ji-kun and I spent 5 minutes to solve the instant noodles, and Gang Ji-kun looked like he really wanted to stay in the restaurant and didn't want to go to work.In the end, before I could make coffee, he walked back to the study as if he was floating.

I knocked on the door with the brewed coffee, and the voices in the study suddenly stopped.

"Please come in."

There is only a draft written in Italian on the desktop, with a lot of traces of blacking out. It is not difficult to imagine how distressed Tsunayoshi-kun's expression was when he wrote it.

The computer screen is switched to the desktop, and a miniature image of the video software can be seen below.

Gang Ji-jun took off the bluetooth headset, and he didn't have the expression of coquettish complaints with me just now, and the serious and tightly wrinkled brows on his face relaxed a little after seeing me.

I put down the teacup, made a mouth-shape, and moved lightly, hoping not to disturb them.

[Work hard, but don't drink too much coffee. 】

Tsuna Yoshi-kun gave me an OK gesture.

However, when I approached and put down the teacup, I accidentally saw a... name on the draft that wasn't completely blacked out?

Into one?

As soon as I left the room, I heard frequent communication sounds in the study again.I went to the restaurant and refilled myself a cup of coffee and got back to work.

I entered the password three times before finally turning on the computer with a black screen.

There was a flash on the bottom right of the computer—a message from my deputy, Haruto Furukawa.

[Furukawa Haruko: Kuriyama, why are you so well informed!You already know that our intelligence department has not received the wind, but it turned out that it took us a lot of effort to find the detailed information. 】

[Working overtime is bad for civilization: Just say it, don't be a fool. 】

Talking to the adjutant, I'm totally rude.

[Furukawa Haruko: Too bad! 】

[Furukawa Haruko: Then I'll be straightforward.Four years ago, the Italian mafia began to popularize a weapon called box weapon, but at that time, because of the limited quantity, the circulation was not high.In addition, there are requirements for users, so there are only a handful of them, and they have gradually increased in recent years. Japan is almost completely insulated, so we have not received any news. 】

[Working overtime is bad civilization: We have a port mafia here with special abilities, it's enough, so we don't need to rely on external forces, right? 】

[Furukawa Haruko: This is hard to say.The Port Mafia also seems to be interested in this, at least through Kuriyama's description. 】

[Working overtime is bad civilization:? 】

[Furukawa Harukoto: A medium is needed to open the box weapon, and that is the ring. According to the information I have collected, the group of people on the Mafia side can use the ring to ignite a kind of energy and give it different attributes.The higher the quality level of the ring, the more powerful the burst of energy will be, and it can also assist in enhancing one's own combat ability. 】

[Overtime bad civilization: However, the number of high-grade rings is limited, so the target is placed on the top of the rough stone, right? 】

I recall the gems of the sky exhibit, not a single one of which was inferior.

…According to this idea, isn’t this just delivering food to the mafia? You can buy high-quality rough stones with money without internal robbing.It's no wonder that Zhongyuan Zhongye and Peng Gelie are inseparable.

Even if that old fox Mori Ogai has double black hole cards in his hands, he will definitely not be willing to degenerate and hold old ideas and give up the current popular trend.Even if you don't need it, it's not a loss at all, maybe you can sell it for money or develop a new power system.

【Furukawa Haruko: Yes.However, I went to the black market and asked about the ring. It seems that not everyone can use the ring freely... Maybe it is the same as our supernatural power?Only those who are selected can use it.I originally wanted to get one back and use it, but it seems completely impossible. 】

[Working overtime is bad civilization: among other things, did their mafia save the world or something, why can they always research all kinds of new technologies. 】

I really want to complain more than once, why do good people go to gangsters? Is there any special attraction to the mafia?

[Furukawa Haruko: Hahahaha, maybe it's because he doesn't want to become a social animal.Tears, it's impossible for the mafia to also want 007.People like us are pretty much on call, and one day I'm going to work up the courage to resign. 】

[Working overtime is bad for civilization: ...you are right, I can't refute it for a while. 】

Furukawa Haruto and I laughed bitterly, wept while laughing, and threw ourselves into the arms of work.

I took the time to report the information about the box weapon and the ring to the superior, but the superior didn't seem to care much.