[Comprehensive] Daily life of the retired savior

Facts have proved that people still can't mention it casually.I just said goodbye to Zhong Ye and planned to turn to another store to buy some snacks to take home. I turned out from the corner in a long sand-colored trench coat. The alarm message will come out to find you, don't run around, Lixiang-chan, Yokohama is not such a safe place."

"what?"

If I hadn’t already had a little understanding of Yokohama’s police force, maybe I would have really tricked you—“Could it be you who made the call to the police?”

"How can Li Xiangjiang be like this? Do I need to swear by my personality? He definitely didn't do anything to spoil your date. But we are all familiar with that black dwarf, one of the five major cadres in Hong Kong and black, gravity control Chuya Nakahara. And the greasy uncle in white coat that Aton came back to report~ Congratulations on meeting Yokohama's underground boss, the leader of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, good luck!"

As if he was introducing some strange neighbor, he casually wiped out the details of others, I blinked in surprise——

"Eh?"

"It's not wrong to say that, the department head of a small company and his boss who collects waste..."

I touched my chin and thought about it carefully. I didn’t ask about Zhongye’s occupation in detail, and this is one of the normal legal occupations in the island country. There is no problem with Zhongye’s statement.

On the contrary, Uncle Mori is too self-effacing. What is a "small company with no future"? I think you still have five buildings as fixed assets. No matter where you do real estate these days, it is very profitable!

Seeing that I was just surprised but not repulsed, Mr. Dazai smiled and said: "Okay, our Lixiang sauce is a decent girl, and we can't learn from the black little dwarf."

"Let's go, go back, the clerk helped buy a lot of snacks!"

Finally, attracted by the snacks, I followed him back to the Armed Detective Agency.

Apart from going up to deliver things, I usually rarely run to the fourth floor, but today it is rare to come up to see that everyone is there.

The president is a dignified middle-aged man with silver hair, far from the chubby and smiling Mr. Haohao I imagined.He was wearing a dark green kimono with dark feathers, and around his waist was a beautiful samurai sword that could be seen to be used in actual combat.

"Miss Fujimaru."

He nodded slightly, and I hurriedly bowed my feet straight to him: "Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Ah."

The middle-aged man nodded and flung his haori sleeves imposingly back to the president's office. I let out a sigh of relief and turned my head to complain to Mr. Dazai behind me: "Mr. Uncle Mori has a completely different kind of integrity. Probably this is what a born good person is talking about!"

"Well~ Actually, the president is very soft-hearted, and, nah..." He lowered his body and leaned closer to my ear and whispered: "The president likes cats very much, to the point where he carries small dried fish with him."

His expression was naughty and narrow, and I immediately thought of the way Chuya was being walked around by cats just now, probably Mr. Fukuzawa would suffer the same treatment, and what is even more tragic is that Chuya has no feeling for cats and Mr. Fukuzawa is a cat lover .

I raised my hand and scratched my earlobe, probably because Mr. Dazai got too close to his ears and was tickled by his ears. He wanted to hide but couldn’t dodge. Mr. Oda who was passing by saw it and paused, walked around us to Moved two stools from the corner: "Sit?"

Mr. Dazai had a frustrated expression on his face, and I looked at Mr. Oda with eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Oda!"

""Well... no thanks? "Mr. Oda has an upright face, but... his eyes are inexplicably erratic.

"Odasaku..."

The black-haired young man looked up, and was soon overwhelmed by his friend's innocent gaze: "Come and sit here, what do you want to drink?"

He sent the two stools back by himself, and led me to sit down on the reception sofa: "There are instant milk tea, wave soda, orange juice, lemonade, um..."

"No, thank you!" I

Hastily interrupted his movement of flipping through the staff storage cabinets: "That's not your cabinet, is it?"

"What's the matter?" He took an ordinary orange-flavored carbonated drink and put it in front of me, and at the same time handed over a bag of potato chips: "Although it is not a very healthy food, eating some occasionally will be very taboo-breaking. pleasure."

These things are indeed forbidden by Hong A Ma Ma, saying that they are afraid of taking up space for dinner.But judging from my current weight, even if I eat three meals a day and add cake and potato chips, there will be absolutely no problem.

So the two of us happily sat side by side on the sofa, opened a bag of potato chips and played games with soda...

I don't know why there is that old-fashioned s here, the style was popular about six or seven years ago, and even the games loaded in it were also popular at that time.But after I entered Chaldea, I was completely in vain with things like video games, so I am very interested in these ancient entertainment products.

——The life before retirement was exciting enough. If you have the time to play games, it is better to exercise more physical fitness or body reaction speed. Maybe you will rely on this when you go to the singularity next time. Wrong, if it weren't for those boring training day after day, I would have been chewed and swallowed by the fantasy kind, the kind that doesn't even leave bones.

"In this level, run under the red eaves to jump forward, and then jump to the green roof~" Mr. Dazai nestled on the sofa as if he had no bones, his hands kept moving and he kept talking, although I am not good at it This is no problem with the basic reflexes, and finally came to the bottom boss.

The boss is a big octopus as tall as a person, occupying one-third of the screen, and I refused to move forward. While despising the disgusting appearance of the octopus, I hid from the water and was lazy.

Fortunately, Mr. Dazai doesn’t mind taking a boss lying dead. I haven’t seen clearly what the red-clothed girl he’s manipulating has done before the boss goes berserk, and then the screen flickers twice before the octopus explodes and disappears.

"Huh? How did you pass the level?"

If only beating the Demon God Pillar could be done so easily, I really want to be a krypton gold boss in the real sense!

"The so-called boss also has weaknesses. If you grasp the weaknesses, it is easy to solve."

At this time, my mobile phone made a "buzzing" vibration sound, I let go of the game controller and took out the mobile phone to take a look—hehe, it was my intelligence officer who had been quiet for several days and hadn't made trouble: [That guy lied to you, He cheated. 】

Mr. Dazai, who was sitting next to me and could see it clearly because of his height, let out a short sharp smile: "But Lixiang sauce hates that octopus, of course it must be eliminated as soon as possible."

There is no denial of cheating at all!

The other side of the sofa was sunken in a corner, and a lazy, somewhat familiar and coquettish voice sounded: "Let Detective Ben take a look!"

Before I could react, my phone was taken away by the people around me. I didn’t see Mr. Luanbu, who had moved past, nestled my little blackberry into the other corner of the sofa and typed frantically. I raised my hand and covered my forehead: “The nearest power supply is at Where? My intelligence officer will never stop until the battery runs out..."

"Then let the phone turn off naturally~" Mr. Dazai is completely the type who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement. If it weren't for Sherlock who couldn't come over from Chaldea in a short while, he might have to buy two pulleys. Hua shouted "Fight~Fight~".

It was only then that I realized that my actions seemed a bit inappropriate—this is a large office, except Mr. Kunikida Doppo who has the yellow hair fell into an inexplicable sage state and was "Ola Ola Ola Ola" "Except for the crazy massacre file, other people are all looking forward to watching me and Mr. Dazai nestled on the sofa playing games.

"Um... sorry?"

"It's okay, Miss Lixiang."

The honest boy Atsushi Nakajima put tea and biscuits from my house on the coffee table: "The atmosphere of our detective agency is very relaxed, and everyone is very kind. Well, I am causing you trouble today."

I tried to think about it: "...? It's okay, it's not too much trouble, you

Just don't know what to do, just next time. "

"But Miss Lixiang looks the same age as me, how can I achieve the self-affirmation like you?"

The white-haired boy blushed dazzlingly at this moment, probably having used up all his courage this year.

I put down the biscuit stuffed into my mouth and stretched out my hand to him with a smile: "Hand!"

He stretched out his hand in a daze in the midst of Mr. Dazai’s snickering, I quickly held his wrist back and shook it, and A-Dun lay on his back looking at the ceiling in a daze, “Wait until you can hit him hard enough.” Then I'll know why."

——That is of course because there is no daily slack exercise and reserve, as well as the sense of responsibility that haunts me all the time.

If even I lose faith, what about those who follow Me and are called by Me?People's potential is often much greater than what you think, but it will only show up slowly when you have a goal to fight for.

"Pfft——! It seems that you really need Odasaku or Kunikida-kun's special training, you can choose one, but I suggest you don't give up on both."

Mr. Dazai laughed so hard that he patted the sofa back and forth, and Mr. Ranpo, who was "lingering" with my intelligence officer at the other end, gave him a dissatisfied glance. The young man immediately clenched his fist with one hand and coughed twice.

"Hey, Fujimaru, give me Sherlock's communication number!"

"!"

The intelligence officer even told Mr. Ranpo his name, it seems that they get along very well!Rubbing over and stretching my head to look at the crowded phone screen, I immediately felt deeply ashamed of my IQ: "Mr. Ranpo, don't your fingers hurt?"

"It's okay to eat at night without using your thumb."

Looks like it still hurts...