[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

My name is Miyin, and I am a magic weapon for people to work.

No emotion, no money.

My god is also a part-time worker.

I don't know if there is a relationship, but he is richer than me.

When I’m not at work, I sit on a small bench with my knees in my arms and think about it. I think I was probably lucky when I was alive, otherwise I wouldn’t be picked up by a pretty good guy and become an artifact after death.In short, this process is very erratic and difficult to describe in words. In any case, the final result is that I and my current god are completely bound together.

I'm talking about binding in the working sense, nothing else.

My God Lord is very kind, and has been ranked No. 1 in the list of "The Organization Most Wants to Be His Subordinate" all the year round. He can be called the conscience of the organization and a model worker in the industry. The big boss looks at him more lovingly than his own son.

Oh, the big boss has no son, nor a wife, so he can only cuddle with his own supernatural powers.

Hey, rubbish!Narcissism is narcissism, and you still have to pinch your soul projection into a cute young girl, I look down on him!

There is also communication between artifacts. Walking on the street and meeting the same kind, they will always chat about salary and treatment and gossip about their own gods.At this time, I have a headache, because, my God Lord, has no name or account on Gaotianyuan - he is still a living "person", trying to drink milk every day in delusion to grow taller, and he is 22 and secretly checks on the computer " Tips for growing taller".

What's wrong with 1.6 meters?Human beings of the same style as the captain are the strongest, and what kind of bicycle is better than bald... Forget it, I didn't say anything.

He considers himself a human being, and has been hypnotizing himself like this. Even if he wears me in and out of work every day, he only thinks that I am a high-tech AI with the ability to act autonomously...

love your sister!Have you seen any AI with automatic retrieval function?

Ahem, sorry, got out of control for a while.

The work of the god master is no different from that of ordinary disaster gods.In fact, he was originally the God of Misfortune, or the carrier of God of Misfortune. In a more advanced way, it is called a "safety device". Send it to my god master, and he will bring a group of people to come to fulfill people's wishes.Of course, there are also easy tasks such as patrolling around and watching the venue, but such trivial matters generally do not require labor cadres...

That's right, you read that right, it is the imagined cadre.

My mistress, Mr. Nakahara Chuya, worked for the pole boss Mori Ogai at the port of Yokohama, and he was already a famous cadre at a young age-although he was still unknown in Takamahara.

Alas... these days, religious business is not so easy to do.

Young people shouting Kami Sama in their mouths, but they don’t necessarily regard us as more important than the paper boyfriends in their mobile phones.I know that there is a Futsu God in Kansai who wants to change careers, and he has been reduced to the point where he can clean the bathroom for only 5 yen.In contrast, although my divine master also works for human beings, unexpectedly his life is not bad, except that he is a little busy and has nothing to dissatisfy.

So it doesn't matter if there is no shrine, it doesn't matter if there is no record in Gaotianyuan, it doesn't matter if there is no name or score, and I won't dislike him just because he is actually a black family with three nos!

"Miyin, why are you in a daze..."

The small bench in the God Master's office is my site. Due to the special nature of the artifact, many people think that Mr. Zhong Yuan is a rare dual-line supernatural power user, which coincides with his mysterious life experience.

Well, laboratory products must be better than natural ones, otherwise I'm sorry for the time and money burned by those mad scientists.

So I will always appear in human form when I am free. Everyone thinks that Mr. Zhongyuan is not only hardworking, but also releases supernatural life forms to supervise everyone's work. Compared with the cancer-like former partner of the opponent, he is indeed a cadre of his own.

The door of the office opened, and a young man in a black hat walked in. He had just returned from the big boss's site, and he seemed to be reporting on his work... What is there to report?It’s entirely Mori Ogai who wants to listen to the manga, bah

!

"I have sorted your files, and you must put them right in front of you. If you start looking at them now, it is expected to be completed in an hour. The rest have been resolved and sent out."

I kept my eyes staring straight ahead blankly, and my voice was erratic.

Anyone who soaks in the pile of documents every day will have doubts similar to mine - who am I?where am I?What am I doing?

That's right, the cadre of Ortafia, the so-called "gravity manipulator", the artifact of Chuya Nakahara... I'm a clerk of the auxiliary department through and through.

The kind that may fall flat at any time while walking on the road.

I also want to learn that kind of skill that can be killed when the seed is exploded, coach, but the attribute of the artifact seems to be determined innately, what it looks like when it is summoned, as long as I don't break up, I will always look like that.

It must be my god lord. He is too strong, so he doesn't need weapons and other boosters at all... So I am helpless as a gem on the decoration... Why can't it be turned into a knife?It's not suitable to fight with a sword. I can still consider Wakizashi, even a short sword is fine. I'm not picky.

but!No way, just like the height of the Almighty, I have no room for change.When I went out to beat people with the God Lord, I just stayed on his choker and pretended to be a pendant. When he came back from work, I was faced with piles of Xiaoshangao reports...

Life is not easy, Artifact sighs.

"Ugh……"

"What sigh?"

Zhong also pulled out the chair and sat on it, reached into the drawer, took out a fountain pen, flicked his cigarette, opened the document and began to read: "I am asking you, why are you sighing?"

"I feel like I've lost my way at a crossroads in my life..."

The future and money are very confused.

"what?"

The young man sitting behind the desk looked at me over the file, his cobalt blue eyes were worried: "Are you infected with a virus? Do you want to call the weak chicken who is new to the program to show you?" ?”

"I think the person who needs to check his brain is you, Chuya... After so many years, you still wishful thinking that I am a highly intelligent AI. I said, don't you really read too much?"

The orange-haired young man paused for a moment and looked around and said, "What else can you be if you're not AI? Don't mention that set of gods. How can a villain like me be a god..."

I:"……"

To be honest, there is something called "Desolate Yuhun" in our country's culture. Can't you save some face and take a look at papers like folk myths?

Nakahara Zhong also looked away and said that he was illiterate and heard nothing.

The hands of the clock ticked forward, and when it was almost time to get off work, Zhongye's cell phone rang.The evil black capitalist Mori Ogai feels that there is another wish that needs to be fulfilled urgently. The idea seems to be a little tricky. The young man who always coughs in the black lizard can't be released to deliver food because his head is too tight. The task can only be pushed to the seniors. superior.

"Let's go, Mi Yin."

The orange light flashed, and I became the gem pendant hanging under the choker.

I know that this transformation state will definitely make the audience say "yoooooo~", please don't change your color, this is not a good position.

Do you want to watch the thrilling scenes of normal people being crushed by gravity without dead ends?Do you want to face the blood splattered?You don't think about it, neither do I, no one does.

I have a senior with similar abilities, who stays in the ear of his god master every day, carefree and cool, sticking to the commanding heights, and no one dares to touch him at the risk of sexual harassment.My envious eyes are green!

This, this place similar to the socket of the clavicle in the Absolute Domain, is something everyone will stare at.Just look at it, some nasty guys will try to steal me...Occasionally if they succeed, they will steal it, and remember to return me when the prank is over!

——Either throw me in the trash or hang me on someone else's dog tag.

It's not me, it's actually an artifact that can transform into a human form and walk back by itself. I lost it 800 years ago.

"Can you lock the target?"

It takes 30 seconds for a rider like Nakaya to arrive at the battlefield. I took advantage of the magic tool to scan around: "500 meters ahead, direction of [-]:[-], the second door on the left hand side of the warehouse, enter the basement and under the window on the right Under the single bed, two people."

Simultaneously glancing at the "work" content that needs to be completed, I bear the precision that I shouldn't bear at my age.

After completing this task, I can call God with peace of mind.

Originally, an auxiliary artifact like mine that integrates increase and decrease, calibration, and precise guidance is quite sought-after in the job market among similar people. Many gods will have the problem of being unable to control the strength of their power. Artifact support.But Chuya doesn't need it!The big boss extravagantly equipped him with a professional human-shaped switch. Although the switch ran away with others later, that kind of big scene was no longer needed. Of course, I had nothing to use at all, and eventually became an electronic navigation ...

Fortunately, there is no problem with the accuracy, otherwise I have to think about where the next job is.

You ask if I can forcibly shut down the Huangba spit in the "safety device"?Of course I can, otherwise how could Zhong Ye still maintain a humanoid posture after the explosion... But at that time, I was just an ordinary artifact, and I had to pretend to be honest when I exhausted my spiritual power to make Huangba spit back I am an ordinary bracelet hanging on the hand of the God Lord. Later, because of the design of the exterior, the passers-by picking up the "corpse" saved the two of us. It is really a proud history of struggle.

Just when I was in a daze of reminiscing about time gone by, I also completed the crushing of the enemy, and asked someone to clean up the aftermath and take a group of younger brothers back to work.

I was winking and returned to my human form early, holding my laptop and sitting in the co-pilot's seat. Whatever special effects the god master drives the car will not divert my attention. When he stops under the building, I will also report to him in the form of an octopus. After rushing out, you can print it directly and submit it upwards.

"You go to Big Sister Hongye's first, or go shopping or shopping, whatever you want, wait for me to get off work!"

He took the report and left a sentence, then directly pushed the elevator to the top floor, and I stood obediently and waited for the next trip.I can't go to Ms. Hongye's place. If I go, I will be swept up and down by a loving gaze, making my hair stand on my head.Probably because the apprentice who hadn’t been raised for a long time ran away with the tiger recently, and Ms. Hongye poured all the useless mother’s love on my head. Do not mess with" trend.

Alice is the humanoid life form of the big boss, and she can be regarded as Mori Ogai himself.

Maybe Big Sister Hongye believed the rumors and regarded me as Chuya's humanoid supernatural life form. Anyway, I have orange hair and about the same height. Because of the advantage of gender, I obviously like her more than the God Lord. Every time I go there, I will be confused with her. Putting on the same parent-child kimono, and then being led around to show off in all kinds of hidden ways... Although I have been dead for almost ten years, I will really be tired too, sister Hongye, please let me go...

"Ugh……"

Go back to the office and get rid of the newly appeared documents, and change the blood-spattered skirt.The new clothes are beautiful little foreign dresses, and the young girls are cute and energetic in them. The only thing to pay attention to is not to appear in front of the Hong Kong black boss.

"Boss, do you have Ju..."

I knocked on the cash register of the convenience store owner with heavy steps. The existence of the artifact was thin. If I didn’t remind me like this, even if I stood there forever, I wouldn’t be seen by ordinary people.

The boss chewed gum and pointed to the newspaper column next to the soda box. There was indeed a magazine I wanted lying in it.

I paid the fee and didn’t ask for change. I walked out with the book in my hand. In a blink of an eye, I saw a new coffee shop next to me. I turned around and went in: “Vanilla Cappuccino.”

The waiter brought the drink I ordered within 10 minutes, with a pattern of a leaf drawn on the thick milk foam.I'm sure the owner of this store is a person with supernatural powers, otherwise the waiter would not be able to find me even if I sat for another 10 minutes.

"Yeah~ I'm glad we have the same taste, Mi

Sound Sauce~"

A light voice came, followed by the noise of a stool moving. The black-haired young man approached me with an empty coffee cup, and yelled at the waiter, "Refill!"

"How do you get money for coffee?"

I hate this guy.

Not only because of the inseparable connection between the artifact and the divine master, but more importantly, this guy stole me countless times while he was drunk, threw it into the trash can and hung it on someone else's dog's neck. Yes, I have a bottom line if I didn't jump up and make trouble to kill him.Later, he somehow discovered that I could turn into a human, let alone a life form with supernatural powers, and the past became even more unbearable...

Yes, Chuya Nakahara’s former partner, Osamu Dazai, is a poor ghost, and he is best at sticking to acquaintances to eat and drink.

"Ah~ Miyin-chan, don't be so cold, I'm your underground lover and cheating partner, isn't this still waiting for you to take Zhongye's card to support me!"

"Please hurry up and die!"

"If Miyin-chan, you are willing to die for love with me, I will die now."

"If I can kill you, I'll give you a one-way ticket to hell right now!"

"What do you want from me? If you have something to do, just say it's okay and get out!"

"...Hmm."

I backhanded the coffee I hadn't drunk a few sips on Osamu Dazai's head, and the dripping milk froth mixed with the brown liquid flowed down his hair, making him very embarrassed.

"Well... because it's Mi Yin-chan, there are always some privileges."

He winked at me with his coffee cup in his hand: "Help me send a message to Mr. Mori. The president of the Armed Detective Agency hopes to visit him and find a place to sit down and talk."

This time it was my turn to be speechless.

"Are you crazy or is your current boss crazy? What to talk about, what to talk about, what is there to talk about."

He laughed: "I didn't propose this, it was the idea of ​​a very creative young man in our family. You don't want to see the mass death incident last time, do you?"

I stared at him for a while: "Understood, go tell Alice now, you go back and wait for the news."

Mr. Dazai, who had achieved his goal, drank the refill of coffee and left with a bag of powdered sugar in his pocket. The waiter handed me the bill...

"Too! Zai! Zhi! Do you fucking live in this shop!"

The person who had already walked out of the coffee shop turned around and winked at me coquettishly.

Fuck, next time he must explode his skull!