Qishen fills the sky with boundless mana

My name is Saiki Kusuo, and I am a waiter in a coffee shop.

I found that I'm really not the kind of person who can say dirty words to delay time.

Instead, my deadpan seemed to irritate the fear-mongers a bit.

Don't drop the plate, I only used that one today, if you break it, you will lose money.

"Did you reach out on your own initiative, or did we come to 'help' you?"

To be honest, you can see from the muscles of your face that you smile very lewdly.

However, this is also a good way to delay time.

I held out my hand.

They were a little surprised to see me cooperate so well.

Wait, don't slander me in your heart, my mind is fine.

The leader took out his usual pliers and clamped them on my nails.

Then, he was pushing hard.

But it is of no use.

Just kidding, my physical strength is at the level that can crush a meteorite with one punch.

Just you, a little pliers, still want to pull out my nails?

Sure enough, his expression changed from calm at the beginning to a little anxious.

In this case, what he was worried about was whether he would lose face in front of his subordinates.

Forget it, it's not an accident.

My clairvoyant glanced at the situation at the police station.

What kind of luck happened to meet a wanted criminal on the way, I called the police here, can you send another group of people!

Yay, do you still want me to do it myself?

"Why is this kid cross-eyed? Is he really a fool?"

... This is called clairvoyance, without insight.

Again, I— am not a fool.

It's like Rantang who doesn't think about anything.

Just as I was thinking about whether to tie them up and send them to the police station myself, the door was kicked open.

I saw the lock cylinders flying directly behind me.

Another place I need to clean up.

Who is acting bravely?

"Which organization are you from, what dirty things are you doing in broad daylight!"

The voice was a little familiar.

Central Plains Chuya, it turned out to be you.

No, aren't you a member of the mafia? It doesn't seem to fit your personality to be brave.

Those people didn't seem to recognize that the person opposite them was a cadre of Hong Kong black.

"Little dwarf, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business." The boss seemed to have found an outlet, and let go of the pliers that were holding my hand.

"Huh?!" Nakahara Chuya frowned.

It must have stepped on a thunder.

It seems that height is a forbidden word.

Nakahara Chuya's skill is really good, and the supernatural ability is useless, so he just knocked everyone down.

He didn't see me until he finished packing up.

And recognized me.

"It really is you." It seems that Zhongyuanzhong also vaguely saw me outside, "Why are you here?"

What else can I say, just tell the truth.

"part time."

He found out that he didn't open his mouth last time, so he should be more cautious this time.Osamu Dazai and Ranpo Edogawa are enough for me to have a headache.

"It wasn't a good thing to doubt him last time."

It seems that you went to the original manager of the winery to verify it. It was the right decision to keep a hand.

Although you can't tamper with other people's memory, it's okay to affect it a little bit.

He glanced and caught sight of the tongs and my hand on the bar.

He immediately understood what had just happened.

"What a bunch of scum," Zhong Yuan kicked away the people at his feet, took out all the cash from his wallet, and handed it to me, "I broke the door of the store, sorry."

As expected of someone who can afford such expensive red wine, Kuo!

Of course I can fix the door, but it is true that you broke the door, and I will charge you a fee.

After estimating the value of the door, I returned the extra money to him.

Taking advantage of others means favors, and I won't make that mistake.

But he seems to be guilty of doubting me in his heart, and he doesn't know why, he puts me in his heart as a poor child. Is it because I work in two places? There is a reason for that.

Yay, and you're only in your early 20s, so why don't you call me a kid?

"Take it, don't you still have these plates or something?"

But that's not your responsibility.

"After all, it is on the territory of Hong Kong and black. If there are other organizations making troubles, it is also my responsibility."

So, this is my mental damage fee?

As a cadre, you should not care about these trivial matters.

However, if I don't accept it, it will appear that I am ignorant of current affairs.

"Thank you."

Saved me from hands-on after all.

Allah, I see the redness of your ears.

"Cough! I'll call someone to deal with it." He said with a serious expression, pointing to the few people lying on the ground.

Nakahara Chuya is such a surprising character.

Nothing like the Mafia.

He is a good man, the identification is complete.

I always feel that the identities of Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai should be reversed.

Thinking about it this way, if Chuya Chuya is the pillar of the world, I should be able to leave now.

It's really not what people want.

Zhongyuanzhong is also worthy of being a cadre of the Hong Kong gangsters. Someone will soon take care of the orders. While taking away all the people on the ground, they will also clean up and take away the garbage.

Before leaving, Zhongyuan Zhong also handed me his business card.

"If you need it, you can contact me," he said.

Is this the legendary after-sales service?

I took the business card, he seemed to be busy with other things, and left quickly.

Now that there is no one around, let's go back to the time of the door before the store manager comes back.

Order a small amount, five plates and two glasses less.

Suddenly there was a lot of money.

I didn't expect that there would be a day when I would also be charged for mental damage.

There is one thing to say, if the Central Plains did not come just now, those people may be the ones who were mentally shocked.

Forget it, since you have the money, let's set aside the share of the light department first, and then go to someone to pay back the money.

It's almost time to call and rent an apartment.

The room where a lot of murders happened, I would like to see why.

When the store manager came back, I had already bought the plates and cups and put them back.

He didn't notice anything wrong, so I didn't bother to mention it.

Of course, this matter was hidden from the store manager, but it couldn't be hidden from Osamu Dazai who came to visit again in the afternoon.

Although telepathy has always been a burden to me, but now, I am eager to know what he is thinking.

How can I threaten him to make me coffee jelly?

Yes, it is a threat.

I've come to feel that threats are the only move I can make.

"Sai Mu-kun is slandering me again~" Osamu Dazai propped his chin with one hand, looking at me with a half-smile.

I have learned my lesson, next time I go to another world, I will definitely use the ability of transparency in advance.

just in case.

Then, you are right, I am indeed slandering you.

"I've always been curious, why does Qi Mu-jun insist on Dun-jun cooking you food?"

Not a casual "eat", coffee jelly is different!

"Could it be, is it necessary for a specific person to do it, and you can get something—— something unspeakable?"

... Seriously, telepathy is for you, use it.