In the days when Xiongying was undercover [Comprehensive]

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Atsushi Nakajima was very hungry.

Hungry as hell.

Even when I was working in a restaurant outside, my eyes lit up looking at the rotten vegetable leaves.

But he came here to wash the dishes, so he couldn't eat at all.The restaurant is so busy that stacks of white plates and chopsticks arrive every ten minutes or so.It kept him busy like a spinning top and couldn't stop.

In order to save money, the boss only hired two people to wash the dishes. The workload was astonishing. Atsushi Nakajima was hungry and tired, and almost passed out. Because of his current state, he accidentally broke several dishes.

He couldn't even afford to pay his wages, so he had to deduct his wages and be kicked out.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was tired all day but ate everything, was sitting on the side of the road, almost crying.

Crying hungry.

"It's a pity if you can't eat it, and there is a new one that can't be eaten." A little girl passing by and people around her complained: "You can't eat it."

"Throw it away." Maybe it was the person who was walking with her who couldn't tell the man and woman said casually.

"Food is really precious." The girl complained.

Atsushi Nakajima nodded frantically after hearing these words.

Food is really precious, and it would be a pity to throw it away. If they can't eat it, there will be many hungry people who won't have anything to eat.

"... Trouble." The man took something, and there was a rattling sound of paper bags rubbing against each other.

The sound of walking in high heels was very crisp, and the sound gradually approached, Atsushi Nakajima was taken aback.

It can't be... come over!

"...Little guy." His shoulder was patted hard, like some kind of stone or metal.

"Ah... ah?" Atsushi Nakajima raised his head, black ribbon-like hair surrounded him, almost blocking the noon sun, the man bent over, and his hair was dragged to the ground, it can be imagined And know how long his hair is.

Atsushi Nakajima could clearly see the face of the person who took the picture of him. It was an indistinguishable but delicate face, much more beautiful than the stars on TV.

"This one is new, we haven't touched it before, do you want to eat it?"

"Hey??? This is yours!"

"I can't eat it." The reason why Boltz chose this ancient creature squatting on the street was purely because he heard the sound of this guy's stomach growling several meters away.

It must be that he hasn't eaten for several days.

Throwing it into the trash can is also a waste, and if it happens to be given to this person, the sandwich is considered valuable.

Atsushi Nakajima really wanted to say no, but his stomach didn't think so.

When I returned to the orphanage, there were only leftovers, I couldn't get enough to eat, and I messed up today...

I can't get enough to eat every day, at most, I can't starve to death.

Boltz held the paper bag in front of Atsushi Nakajima for a long time, and the aroma of food penetrated Atsushi Nakajima's nose one by one.

He swallowed subconsciously.

"I don't have any money." Atsushi Nakajima resisted the temptation, cast his eyes upwards, and shook his head.

"No money, if you don't want it, then this sandwich will go into the trash can." Poltz gestured to throw the sandwich into a trash can not far away, and Atsushi Nakajima quickly stopped Poltz: "Please don't!"

"But... if I take a sandwich for nothing like this..."

Boltz took out [-] yen from his wallet and handed it to Atsushi Nakajima, "Then help me go to the queue and go to the ice cream shop over there and ask for an ice cream, two-color ball, chocolate and nut flavor."

The store he was referring to was an ice cream parlor with a long line outside.

The ice cream at that store is very famous, even people from the next city come here to buy it. Just now, Yin just wanted to eat that, and now there happens to be a suitable person queuing up for them.

"Okay!" Atsushi Nakajima was very excited to see that he could do something for them in exchange for a sandwich. He took the money with both hands and ran over there to line up.

"...It's very honest, what if you just took the money and ran away?" Yin strolled over with several bags in his hand: "There are not many people who are so honest."

"He has to run away." Boltz found a place to sit down: "It just so happens that someone is lining up for you, isn't it just right?"

"Hey, Boltz, you are too gentle, and you are not worried about his self-esteem."

"Who cares about people you don't know." Boltz leaned on the back: "Anyway, they are unnecessary things, and I am too lazy to queue up."

Already accustomed to Boltz's duplicity, Yin lay down on the table and patted the table boredly, "I don't want to go back to work, but I have to come so far away."

"Is it a task?"

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Atsushi Nakajima finally ran back with ice cream and change: "Okay!"

"Thank you." Boltz took the ice cream and handed it to Yin, then pushed the sandwich to Atsushi Nakajima, "Reward."

"Thank you very much!" Nakajima Atsushi cried with joy while clutching the sandwich.

He met a great man today!

Sure enough, there are still more good people in this world.

Although a sandwich is not enough to eat, it can at least make myself feel less uncomfortable.

Even the sadness of not making money today has been diluted a lot.

After eating this sandwich to fill his stomach, he will find the next place where he can work!

"Let's go."

"OK!"

The mission this time was unexpectedly simple, and it was all over before nightfall.

Yin was injured on his shoulder, went to the hospital to get bandaged, then went to the hotel to sleep, Boltz had to write a report, encountered a power outage, Boltz came out of the hotel with his computer in his arms, looking for a place to connect to the power supply continue working.

Then I met the guy at noon today.

Coincidentally, it happened to be the scene of being kicked out.

Atsushi Nakajima worked all afternoon, but didn't make any money. The sandwich he ate at noon had already been digested, and he was still very hungry.

Now back to the orphanage, there must be no leftovers.

"Why are you always kicked out?" Boltz asked.

"It's Sister Fairy..."

Boltz has a black line: "What fairy sister..."

"I'm sorry! It's just..." Atsushi Nakajima was a little at a loss when he was seen, and accidentally slipped out the title he had been calling all afternoon.

He didn't know Boltz's name, and she was a very beautiful and kind-hearted elder sister. In Atsushi Nakajima's heart, she was a fairy who descended from the world.

Atsushi Nakajima's vocabulary is quite scarce, and he can only think of so many things.

"My name is Poltz." Poltz glanced at Atsushi Nakajima's hand covering his stomach. "Recommend me a hotel. The hotel where I live has a power outage and I need a place to work."

"But..." Nakajima Atsushi simply didn't have the money to go to that kind of luxurious hotel.

"Cheap ones are fine." Boltz said, "As a reward, I'll treat you to dinner."

The eyes of this white-haired ancient creature are so pitiful.

"This will definitely not work!"

"Stop rambling, come to the hotel tomorrow and help me work, it's an exchange!"

Atsushi Nakajima thought about it, and went to the ochazuke restaurant he often went to. The environment is not that bad, and the price is very cheap, which is a restaurant he can afford.

Boltz didn't eat at all. After entering the store, he found a place against the wall, connected it to the power supply, and handed over the ordering to Atsushi Nakajima. You should think that I have too many things."

"Don't look at me so thin! But I work very hard! Please use me to your heart's content!"

Without the psychological burden, Atsushi Nakajima really started to order.

The one he ordered for Boltz, Boltz has not touched it, until it was cold and did not touch it.

Atsushi Nakajima was a little depressed, Boltz was dressed brightly, and the clothes on his body were completely different from his own washed white clothes, which looked very expensive.

Is it not good to bring him to this kind of shop?

Boltz typed cracklingly, but also carefully controlled his strength so as not to knock the computer into pieces.

In addition, I have never been proficient in the use of computers, and I can't type very fast.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Atsushi Nakajima put down his bowl and chopsticks, Boltz asked, "Are you full?"

"Is sister Poultz not used to eating?"

"I think too much, I don't need to eat." Boltz pushed his share over: "If you don't mind, eat mine together."

"Why don't you have to eat?" Atsushi Nakajima was a little curious.

"Because I'm not human." Boltz wanted to bully people a little bit.

"Hey hey???!!!" The expression on Nakajima Atsushi's face froze.If it's not a human... Then who is this person in front of me!

Could it be a ghost...? ? ?

Still a monster!

Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously fell back.

"I lied to you."

"Huh... I thought it was true." Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Boltz's words: "It scared me to death."

Boltz smiled and said nothing.

Atsushi Nakajima's appetite has been getting bigger and bigger recently. A normal person can eat a bowl of chazuke rice, but now even five bowls are not enough, and Boltz's bowl is already six bowls. Still not quite full.

"That...can I order more?" Atsushi Nakajima asked cautiously.

"Whatever you want, it's not expensive anyway."

The price he usually buys for a bottle of foundation can buy dozens of bowls of chazuke rice, but this is nothing at all.

"I eat much better."

"Eat whatever you want."

Half an hour later, Atsushi Nakajima finally breathed a sigh of relief, clutching his stomach and laying on the seat, and Boltz's report was almost over.

"Wait for a while and I'll finish it."

"Don't worry!"

The weather has turned down, and the night in early autumn is still a bit cold.

Boltz paid the bill, packed up his things and left the store. Atsushi Nakajima, who was wearing thin clothes, shivered suddenly.

Boltz, who didn't feel much about the temperature, looked at Atsushi Nakajima suspiciously: "Don't forget to come to the hotel to work tomorrow."

"Good, good!"

Boltz walked quickly, and Atsushi Nakajima watched Boltz disappear from his sight before he suddenly remembered.

Boltz only mentioned the hotel, not which hotel.

There are so many hotels in this city, I can't find them at all!

Nakajima Atsushi hurriedly chased after him, and the person who had just stepped out of the street disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was no car passing by just now, and there were no hotels nearby.

Is it really... not human?

Atsushi Nakajima remembered the expression on Poltz's face when he said that he was not a human being in a small restaurant. It didn't look like a joke at all!

Really!

He met a ghost today?Or a monster?

No, it should be a fairy!

There's no way monsters and ghosts are as good as Miss Polts!Also invite him to dinner!And people are so gentle.