Dereliction of duty · 90 years in the new calendar

Recently, Flo has felt that the work assigned to him is decreasing insignificantly every day.

It's hard to see when you compare the workload of only one or two days, but if you think about it a month ago, the change is clearly visible.

While Mr. Sui (who is always foolish) was going out, Master Xus suddenly brought up an irrelevant topic.

Xus: Last week, I told you.

Don't forget about that file.

Flo: Ah...

I have it, wait a minute.

He only got the file last night, and he was asked when he brought it here today. I have to say that the timing of Master Xus' question is really accurate.

Stuffing the file into the bag without Mr. Sui's sight is not difficult, as long as he is in bed in the morning.

A historical archive of past events dating back exactly 40 years to the present.

On the cover of the folder, the words "50 Years of the New Calendar" are boldly written, but the latter is fine, Flo doesn't quite understand what the "New Calendar" means.

Xus: Thank you.

After passing the thing over, Master Xus spread it out, pointed to the spare armchair next to it, and signaled Flo to sit down and have a look together.

Flo had read this file on the day it was stolen, and then borrowed it in someone else's home.After all, this is only the second time.

Flo: (I don’t know which paragraph Master Xus is focusing on...)

(However, the context of that year was very simple and clear... there was only one main thread.)

Xus: Found it.

That's the guy... no attached pages?

Between the words, he aimed for a human name.Strangling the page number, he turned around and read from the last page.

He said that in this type of file, additional pages will be made for the more key people involved, and they will be placed at the end.

The strange thing is, don't mention this, this document does not have the so-called attachment at all.

Xus: ...It shouldn't be.

There's no way I'm going to leak...Flo?

Flo: Eh.

That, I don't have, mess with it.Let me just say a word.

There was doubt in his eyes, and the doubt dissipated after staring at himself for a few seconds.

Master Xus nodded thoughtfully, saying that I believe it.

Flo: (Felt it a long time ago.)

(Is Master Xus...)

"Eyes", a bit powerful?

Xus: Eyes?

I thought I had pretty good eyesight.

Flo: ...

Me, am I...

Xus: Never mind.

Speaking of which, you also said before that you put things in a secret place.

If possible, can you tell me, where is that?

Flo hesitated for a moment.

Then it occurred to him that since Master Xus did not hide many things from him (such as the paper contract), it would be good to reciprocate.

Flo: Roat.

I asked him to keep it for a few days.

At the end of May, the murderer who stabbed Mr. Sui.

He was kicked out of the Demon King's Hall after a fitting punishment, and just happened to be bumped into by Flo just afterward.

Although it may be unfair to Mr. Sui, I still maintain a certain relationship with that person. After all, it has been a friendship for several years, not to mention that Roat once helped me when I was most difficult.

Xus: ...

I really didn't expect to hear his name at this juncture.

It seems that I underestimated the complexity of your relationship.

——Flo, let me be rude: Is he the kind of person who knows how to steal?

Flo: Well...his words.

It seems possible that people feel that the character is not very good.

However, it can be trusted.

Xus: ...after he stabbed your Sui?

Flo: On that day, Master Xus, you obviously have spare time, but you don’t have any, so go up and stop it.

Rather than obstructing, obviously, it is more inclined to block my sight.

Xus: Ahhh.

You saw it—why didn't you say it earlier?

Flo: Please don't change the subject.

Flo shook his head helplessly, reached out and snatched the page number from his hand.

The things recorded on this page are mainly related to a "selling place" that violates human feelings.

Flo: Master Xus, why do you suddenly think about these?

I always thought that you should have nothing to do with "this side", it has something to do with it.

Xus: Anyway, I am also a person who lives in the present.

Don't you always think that the only thing I can take care of is the clergy?

Sorry about that, I'm the "everywhere" type.

Flo: (...what do you mean?)

(In short, let's figure out his intentions first.)

That's just my guess, that's all.

Could it be related to that child you asked us to investigate that day?

For some reason, when mentioning that child, Xus changed his gentle smile, and his eyes became much more desolate.

His next reaction showed that the conjecture was true.

Xus: I didn't protect him well... ahem.

--exactly.

And don't blame me for speaking too bluntly.

You should know very well what it's like to live in that store.

Flo: (…)

(More than understand.)

This brought back a very bad memory for Flo.

Crying, rancid smell.Tell of hopeless flogging and abuse.

"Commodities" that have no value can only be eliminated.

Flo: (Alas.)

(Obviously want to forget... why can't I escape.)

Correct.

Then?What do you want to say?

Xus: ...

I am sorry.

He shut his mouth and chose to remain silent.