[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

My name is Fujimaru Tachika, and I am an ordinary female high school graduate.Why do you say that?

Hmm... don't you think I look young like this?

As you can see, my family runs a small shrine in a remote place in Yokohama City. My parents travel all year round. Apart from me, there is only one elder brother who was picked up by my mother and is keen to do odd jobs for others. And the "pet" he brought back recently and finally became good.

I'm sorry that it didn't trigger any small plots like avi... Brother, he fell in love with a gentle and beautiful young lady who runs a hospital at home. The probability of being seen by "father-in-law" is a little bit higher than zero, especially this guy's mind is still a little unclear, and he always thinks that he is a god with a tragic life experience.

"Hi, Kami Sama, please accept today's offering!"

I put natto eggs and miso soup in front of him, and my elder brother with a disheveled head and "pet" sat at the dining table with dark circles and sighed: "Oh... another day without entrustment..."

"Then go and help Rihe, her hospital is doing very well, so just stand at the door and be a volunteer to give directions."

I took out another carton of milk from the refrigerator and stuffed it to the "brother" that my elder brother picked up: "Drink, remember to bring a lunch box when you go out."

"Well, sister Lixiang, are you going to report today? Do you need my help?" The boy who was very annoying at first, but now he has become very sweet and caring, ripped the milk carton and glanced at the wall calendar.

Yes, last week I just received an admission notice from a divinity school at a certain university in Tokyo. In order to celebrate the fact that my family finally found a senior intellectual, my parents went on honeymoon, and I traveled around the world with all the money...etc. !What about me who study hard?Why don't you get red envelopes and rewards and stay at home every day to clean the shrine and cook for the good-for-nothing elder brother and his younger brother?

"No, school doesn't start until September, and I'm going out to work today. What do you want for dinner?"

Sitting in my seat, I hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of the blended natto, picked up the miso soup and drank it down: "I went to work on the first day, and left. Whoever comes back first in the evening will cook. If there is anything, call me!" "

Thanks to the acceptance letter, my mother's tea friend introduced me to a part-time job in the literary agency, the main content is to help editors who are overwhelmed to come to the door to urge manuscripts... Could it be that my Kanto District Youth Kendo Competition No. .3's identity leaked?Why is this high-probability plot trigger point such as a beautiful girl coming to pick up documents alone so easily assigned to a new temporary worker!

"Ah...Senior Xiaoshan, which teacher are you going to disturb today?"

"Ahem, Fujimaru, is it your first day at work? Then I will arrange for you to talk to someone who is easier to talk to...well, this one, a new popular light writer whose pen name is 'Oda Saku' and whose real name is 'Oda Sakunosuke' .”

"They're all newcomers, they're all part-time jobs, and they probably can get along well."

Senior Xiaoshan lowered his glasses and handed me a document, and I opened it—well, the red-haired young man, the font is a little unstable, and the storyline is very tense, but the words and sentences don’t look like...why? After all, it doesn't look like he has received a formal school education.

Well...whatever, I'm not an editor, I'm just a door-to-door reminder.

"This Oda... Odasaku-sensei, where can I find it?"

"Oh, you can go here and try."

Senior Xiaoshan took out another document and gave it to me.

"Armed... Detective agency? I haven't heard of it, but can you really go to the original work club to ask for part-time job results?"

What kind of boss is this, is he such a nice person!

"It doesn't matter, the president is very supportive of his members' hobbies."

Senior Xiao Shan kindly put away the documents: "I wish you a smooth first day at work!"

"Ok."

I picked up the badge of the literary club and hung it around my neck, and went out happily with the file bag and laptop for manuscript paper.

……

The young man in the sportswear cut off a monster made by the client, and landed easily. The knife in his hand suddenly turned into a boy about ten years old. The two squatted on the side of the road like a homeless man. A neatly packed double-layer bento box.

"Fortunately, there is a bento prepared by Lixiang, otherwise the money earned from the entrustment would not be enough to eat..."

Rice balls, broccoli, char siu pork, and octopus sausage and tamagoyaki are neatly stacked in the bento box.

"I hate broccoli..."

The young man poked the green vegetable with his chopsticks in disgust, and the young man who followed him also poked: "Unless you cook for yourself, you can eat whatever Sister Lixiang does."

"Damn it, whose side are you on, Xueyin?"

"Anyone is fine, anyway, it's not your side."

"I am a majestic god, how can I give in to a small bento!"

"Then you can give me the octopus sausage, tamagoyaki and char siew."

"No!"

The war of words is gradually escalating to a physical fight. The mobile phone in the young man's pocket suddenly rang, and he stuffed the bento box to the young man next to him and took out the mobile phone. The voice was full of enthusiasm and exaggerated: "Hello~ This is safe and secure delivery to your door. You are satisfied." Dissatisfied with Yatogami who doesn't need money~ May I ask the guest, what wish do you have?"

The person on the opposite side breathed disorderly for a second, and the voice was very pleasant: "Hello, I want to... looking for someone."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

The young man in black stood on the cliff by the sea, and a beam of white light suddenly lit up beside him, Yato appeared along the radio waves with his mobile phone between his hands and his companions: "I heard your wish, what does the person the guest is looking for look like? "

The client took out a piece of paper to write and draw and handed it to Yato, who stared at the paper carefully, looked up, down, left, and right: "Are you kidding me? Who can learn from this kind of paper more than Picasso?" Can you see the effect of standard photos in Picasso's painting style?"

"Hey... When I was young, I thought about learning to draw and becoming a painter when I grew up, but unfortunately my parents didn't agree..."

The customer was so aggrieved that he was on the verge of tears. Da Chuan, who once drew money from his nemesis, couldn't help but grab the pen and paper: "Say, I'll draw!"

The two of them stood on the cold and bleak cliff and began to discuss painting techniques——

"She has warm orange hair that doesn't hurt the eyes, bright brown eyes... I said bright brown, not this rigid brown. Also, she is wearing a British-style college uniform, falling from the sky..."

"What are you doing, don't describe whether the behavior is good or not, just say what it looks like!"

"She will be whatever the savior is~"

"How do I know what the savior looks like! I haven't seen it before."

"...just...a rounder face? No, it's not so round...and not so sharp!"

An hour has passed...

Two hours have passed...

"Okay, that's it. I've tried my best. Let's look for it according to this. If we draw again, we will go to the church to rob the icon of Mary as a model...that's a crime."

"Artist" declared his death, and "Planner" twitched his lips in dissatisfaction: "Forget it, I don't know if you are worth five yuan..."

He took out a five-yuan coin from his pocket, looked at it carefully, put it back, and exchanged another one before expressing it to Yato: "Dazai, Dazai Osamu, I entrust you to find the lady in the portrait. She... is My girlfriend, but we had a little dispute before, and she hid in a fit of anger to prevent me from finding her."

"This, this is it!"

The god who is also often hammered by his girlfriend feels the same way: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you find her if you bet on my Yato reputation. Your wish, I Yato heard!"

"Then... please..."

The bug locators are all in place, and the portrait is completely unimportant. Follow this so-called god and you will find what he wants.

It turns out to be true, will wishes really be heard...?

……

"Hello, I am a new temporary worker at the xx Literature Museum. I came to your company to find a teacher named 'Oda Sakunosuke'. Sorry..."

I found the Armed Detective Agency according to the address given by Mr. Xiaoshan. It is located on the fourth floor of a red brick five-story building that looks quite retro. There is a brass nameplate with engraved characters on the gate.

The font is resolute, sharp and introverted, and the person who wrote it must be a master of swordsmanship.

The door was opened, and a young man with a beard and a light-colored suit in a striped shirt led me in: "Did Editor Xiaoshan ask you to come... If you don't mind, wait a moment, the manuscript was broken just now, I need to re... "

What?Want to rewrite?Don't use the excuse that you didn't write a draft on the spot at all... You don't intend to coo!

Look at your readers!Do you have the nerve to pigeon them!

This man moved me a stool and sat next to his desk, flipped through a stack of manuscript paper that seemed to be chewed by a dog and picked up a pen to draw.

This is really... the manuscript is broken...

"Mr. Odasaku, this is too much of a waste of your time. Why don't you dictate it? I'll enter the text into the document, and I can take the electronic manuscript back with me. Just print it out and review it."

"So? That's great, to be honest I'm not very good at using electronic devices, this is really..."

How on earth did you become home!

I opened the notebook and looked around for a power source. Mr. Odasaku helped me fix the portable power bank on the socket. When he was ready, he flipped through the shredded manuscript paper and read the content in a low voice, afraid that I would not be able to keep up with the voice, so he deliberately slowed down.

"I can write in shorthand, and it's okay if you read it faster."

Without raising his head, he reminded him that the man sped up his speech as if relieved, and two hours later, the manuscript was sorted into an electronic file and saved successfully.

"That's great, so I don't have to write it again. Thank you, Ms. Fujimaru."

Mr. Odasaku, who is very honest in appearance and voice, thanked me with a smile. I got up and bowed to him: "No, I should thank you. This story is really wonderful, thank you teacher! I will Hurry back to the Literature Club, there will be a sample book after the draft, how many copies do you want? Or the same?"

"It's fine as usual, thank you very much."

He politely sent me out of the detective agency, and I was really as easy to talk to as Senior Koyama described.

In other words, his main job is a detective. It seems that the current employment situation is indeed severe. Even detectives have started to cultivate a second job, which is not easy.

I ran all the way back to the Literature Club, Senior Xiaoshan expressed his great appreciation for my witty act of urging manuscripts, and handed over the work of collecting manuscripts from a part-time writer, Odasaku-sensei, to me: "Work hard, a new and energetic writer." Talent is admirable."

Since it was the first day of work, I got off work after I brought back the manuscript in time, and I was temporarily allowed to take my laptop home for use. I squeezed the subway back to the shrine with it on my back.

"Yato? Brother? Yukine? Is there anyone?"

"Well, no one."

I put the computer back in the room and put on home clothes, I put on a scarf and make dinner... Do whatever you want, just make udon noodles with fried tofu and green vegetables, and the semi-finished instant food is torn apart and boiled in water, then add green vegetable leaves and chopped oil Add tofu, add a luxurious egg, and it will work together.