How I was forced to be a boss

That kind of thing, maybe no one understands its essence better than me.

In an instant, I put all the information I got together and got an answer that I didn't quite want to admit.

It may be more difficult to go home than expected. This is not just a space-time converter, or some other material problems that can be solved.

Maybe it's not even just coming home that's problematic.That stuff itself is the biggest problem.

Until the familiar dizziness of space-time distortion hit, and Mr. Tsurumaru and I had reached Mt. Atsushi, I still didn’t recover from the blow that happened to me.

I once promised Osamu Dazai, although he may not know it.

I will never break my promise to him.

I promised him that he would go back.

It's not just him, I always want to go back to my own home.

"Speaking of which, how did you get here? Even the current political faction should take you there."

At that time, I was still holding on to the tree, and I had just calmed down the discomfort caused by the time-space transition. When I heard Mr. Tsurumaru ask this question, I organized my thoughts and explained the incident to him.

Mr. Tsurumaru was dumbfounded by the series of operations.

"This is really a super big scare!"

"...Yeah, I was pretty scared too."

"So, when we first met, you were lying to me all the time!"

"Um, sorry?"

"I have no regrets at all, Teacher Zhuxi!"

The two were silent for a while, then looked at each other, and then laughed involuntarily.

While I was complaining to Mr. Tsurumaru about my thoughts at the time, I followed Mr. Tsuru's pace with some difficulty. It seemed that I noticed that my breathing was getting heavier. Mr. Tsurumaru stopped and turned to look at me, as if he was Think about what is normal.

"What's wrong?" I looked at him puzzled.

Mr. Tsurumaru suddenly showed me a big smile.

"Hey~ I'm sorry!"

"Eh?"

"Eh??"

Mr. Tsurumaru rushed over and hugged me, and then moved at a high speed. I closed my eyes, lowered my head, and grabbed Mr. Tsurumaru's lapel in shock. My ears were filled with the sound of the wind and Mr. Tsurumaru's happy laughter. Voice.

Me: Tsurumaru Kuninaga!

When I got to the place, I still hadn't recovered, and my mind was in a mess.I have never met such a bold person before.

"Are you okay? Scared?"

Mr. Crane squatted in front of me, looking at me with a pale face as if I was about to lose half my life.

"Thank you, I was scared." I replied blankly.

He blinked and looked at me: "Well, this kind of scare is needed in life, Mr. Zhuxi."

"Little girl, don't always be old-fashioned."

Hearing Mr. Tsurumaru's words, I was taken aback for a moment, and when I realized what he was saying, I was so shocked that I was stunned.

No... no!I am so young and at the same age as Hua, does it make people feel old-fashioned? !

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the girl for a moment,

Then he opened his eyes wide, looked at him in shock, and burst out laughing as if tears were about to flow down his face.

""

"Tsurumaru Kuninaga!!"

"Sorry, sorry!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga put his hands together and begged for mercy. Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he looked behind the girl.

A young man covered in black air stood there expressionless, his eyes darkened, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at this side.

With a smile on his face, Tsurumaru Kuninaga waved his hand and said to him, "Oh, you're here, California Kiyomitsu.

I also followed Mr. Tsurumaru and turned around to look back. When I saw the person clearly, I was stunned.

The moment I met those red eyes, I couldn't notice any other qualities in this boy.

Because his eyes are telling me one thing.

So desperate.

My heart was tightened at once.

"Have you thought about it, about the retrograde army... eh? What's wrong with you, teacher?"

It wasn't until Tsurumaru looked at me in surprise that I realized that I was actually crying.That California Qingguang was also looking at me with inquiry in his eyes.

"It's nothing." I hurriedly wiped it on my face.

Caught off guard, I was struck by this man's emotions.Because his emotions were too strong, I had a subtle empathy with this person for a moment.

Most writers are sensitive and fragile. I don't consider myself a serious writer, but I do occasionally.

This person is different from Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai is also very desperate, I know this.But when facing him, I can suppress the sadness.Because Osamu Dazai will always suppress all the turbulent things under the calm surface, and even most of the time, he will not let those things leak out. If you want to understand, you have to jump down yourself .But California Qingguang is different, it is a complete, strong, undisguised emotion exposed on the surface.

I'm not even feeling sorry for him, I'm just feeling sorry for the hopelessness.

I took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and gave him a friendly smile under his vigilant gaze: "Hello, my code name is Xiaoguang, and I am currently the staff officer of the retrograde army, because I heard that you seem to be temporarily There is nowhere to go, and my side happens to be short of manpower, I wonder if you would choose to take up a job at the retrograde army?"

California Qingguang watched the girl walk up to him with a serious face and no defense.The depressed Tsurumaru Kuninaga subconsciously stood behind her, a position that belonged to retainers.

It can not only highlight the status of the lord, but also quickly return to defense.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga recognized this person?

Seeing California Qingguang looking at me indifferently, I thought about it and said tentatively, "Maybe you have heard of my pen name?"

Seeing his gaze, I hesitated for a moment, but said it anyway.

"The pen name is... Zhuxi."

"..."

"...Zhuxi...teacher?"

I saw a trace of hesitation on California Qingguang's expression, and there was no fluctuation in my heart.

It turns out that in the future, can I use my name? ? .

Most of the time, my work as a staff officer is similar to that of a secretary.

It’s enough to paddle, but in fact, the combat meeting of the retrograde army is the same every time, it’s really nothing new, if they don’t show that they are really serious about fighting, I will always think they are making trouble Just for fun.

Generally speaking, the reasons that affect the length of war are very complicated, and this is not a completely uncontrollable thing.Regardless of the absolute strength gap, when the two are equal in strength, either they will fight for a long time because of the interests of the upper class, or they will all hand over their cards together and end quickly.

It seems that there is no negotiation between the upper echelons like this, but it is still such a slow-moving situation, which is very confusing.

As time passed day by day, I gradually became anxious.

Sometimes I feel like a plant that has left its roots, and there is no place to absorb nutrients.

My rationality is telling me to calm down and think about countermeasures, but emotionally I can't calm down the restlessness in my heart, so I decided to write something to calm myself down.

[If you want to ask 0283 what is the most important thing in this world, he can tell you "medicine" without hesitation.

In the Alpha-14 galaxy, the streets and alleys are not restaurants or entertainment venues, but various hospitals.The way people greet you is also "Have you been to the hospital this week" or "You need to remember to get a new prescription".

Because everyone living in this galaxy has "sickness".

Some people are "jealous", some people are "angry", in short, the types of diseases plus various branches can compile a special book, 0283 once saw it in a bookstore from a distance, One of the bestsellers in the store, thicker than the Codex next door.

0283 can't remember those weird disease names at all.But people don't need to remember, because there are no people without "diseases" in this world.

"If there is no 'drug' to suppress these diseases, people will suffer from another disease called 'panic', which is incurable! Once you have this disease, you may not know when it will happen. Died from cardiac arrest. So you can't forget to prescribe 'medicine' even if you forget everything.

This is what 0283's mother told him since he was a child.

"Got it, 0742."

Of course 0283 would answer like this.Even though he never thought he was sick in any way.

...]

I looked at the story I wrote, and for a moment I didn't know what I was writing.The author's writing will be affected by the state. It's not that I don't know about this, but I can't fully understand it.I always feel that the romance novels I wrote make me ashamed to be labeled as 'literature', so naturally I can't be regarded as a serious author.

In my heart, literature should be more noble, an existence that can truly enlighten people's hearts and guide the way forward for mankind.

In the past, I wrote books that made the viewers cry, just because I knew what I was going to write was like this, and I still looked at the things in the book from a "God's perspective" in my heart.

But this time, it was the first time that I felt the extent to which the author's state would affect the writing.

"Teacher Zhuxi?" California Qingguang raised his head from the document, and called me softly from the side, as if he had been in a daze for a long time because he saw that I was holding the pen but did not move.

Although it seems that the state is not very good, California Qingguang unexpectedly did not show too much aggression.After I reported my name, under the guarantee of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, I successfully brought back California Kiyomitsu and stayed in my office to help, using the reason of the observation period.

Then he submitted a feasibility report that can relax the surveillance of Tsurumaru Kuninaga and return to the front line.

He promised that if I get in touch with Shizheng, he will help me secretly find out what's going on there.

This is probably the only thing I can think of right now.

"I'm fine." I smiled at California Qingguang, saying that my condition is actually good, and it's not that bad.

Then I gripped the pen tightly, hesitated for a moment, and decided to continue writing the story.