The disaster of the cannon fodder cadres with superpowers

"It's not a big deal for you to come here today." The silver-haired young man said calmly.

But Fujimoto did not relax.Because in the eyes of adults, it may be a relatively difficult task for him.He swallowed, trying to wipe his ears clean, trying not to miss a word in his words.

The adult seemed to notice his overly serious expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then mentioned to him something about his ancestors, asking if his ancestors were from Onmyoji before.

When Fujimoto heard him mention this, he couldn't help but thumped.Shame could not be concealed on his face, and he confessed that their family did have a relationship with this before.But it has declined since the Taisho period, and now it is no different from other people who make a living.Now that I have escaped from my hopeless home and come out to join the mafia alone, living a precarious life, I seldom think about things about my past, let alone things about my ancestors.

If an adult came to him for this, he would really have to cut through his stomach to express his guilt for not being able to help.The heavy heart made him lower his head, not daring to look at that person's face again.He could feel that the atmosphere became stagnant because of his explanation. This kind of atmosphere is familiar to him, and it usually means that the subordinates are not doing well, the boss is very angry, and the early stage of the storm is about to come.

Whether it's seppuku, or being tied up and sinking into Tokyo Bay, he can accept it.

Fujimoto closed his eyes, waiting for his words.Unexpectedly, after a long silence, the young cadre actually asked him to stay at work, but he didn't intend to ask further about the topic of Onmyoji.

Such a big reversal made Fujimoto a little unable to control his expression. He raised his head and looked at the other party. Apart from indifference, there was no other emotion that could be properly described.Although Fujimoto got the opportunity to stay and work here, he did not feel happy.Because of the doubts in his heart, he didn't quite understand the meaning of the other party. After all, he came to him to discuss that topic.If you don't finish it yourself, the punishment is small.Not only did the lord not punish him, but he let him...let him get rid of the precarious and teetering life on the verge of death.Even knowing that he has a kind heart, the heaviness of not being able to provide him with information makes him feel ashamed.

In a low voice, he ventured to ask himself if he could know why His Excellency was interested in his ancestors.

The silver-haired young man raised his chin slightly, his delicate and haughty face was soaked with light frost, his slender fingers pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at Fujimoto who asked him a question.

Just been haunted by supernatural things recently.

My lord said so.

About the reason for finding me, I also happened to know when I searched for people in Yokohama who deal with this matter.

supernatural?

The word "ghost" subconsciously emerged in Fujimoto's mind.

If you are bothered by something like this, it's really incredible.Because that kind of thing is indeed super dangerous.Although the world deviates from previous scientific theories when people with supernatural abilities appear, no matter how powerful people with supernatural abilities are, they are only human beings, and the supernatural abilities of adults cannot hurt ghosts in the slightest.Humans and ghosts, in many cases, cannot be compared.

Worrying, Fujimoto tried hard to recall in his mind, recalling any memories about home that he wanted to forget.The bits and pieces that I found out may not be useful to myself, or the information that may be useful to adults. Organize the voice and tell him one by one.

After the silver-haired youth responded, he said that he would send people to investigate according to the tips he gave.Then, let the female receptionist take him down to familiarize himself with the working environment in the future.

When leaving, Fujimoto looked at the other party's body which was much thinner than his own, and worriedly told him to take good care of his body.The concern of subordinates for their superiors is commonplace and commonplace in the eyes of others.But because he knew the troubles of adults, the joy of getting a stable job could not reach the bottom of his heart, except for worry or worry.

After all, in his eyes, your lord is the best cadre of the port mafia.Regarding the praise of it, it is difficult to enjoy it even for a day.Such a person must live a long life.He thinks that everyone who has an intersection with him will give his blessings.

The young man received the other party's worry, and his face became impassively stiff.

After he rejected Fujimoto's request to serve as his follower, he let him go down.

When the door was closed and only the youth was left in the space.

This port mafia cadre, who seemed to others to have a colorful halo and was very popular with his subordinates, sighed with a complicated look on his face.

It seems to complicate things.

No, if you don't do this and calm down the turmoil, your identity may be at risk of being exposed.Therefore, even in the eyes of others, how distressing he is at the center of the turmoil, he has to bear it as if he has not heard anything.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, he is a person who is at the level of waste wood except for his ability to make money.

The degree of difficulty of hiding superpowers under the superpowers will fluctuate back and forth depending on the degree of weirdness of the encounter.

This world is really too dangerous.

The coldness on the young man's face was even worse, especially the people around him, one by one, who went out with their IQs at any time, which was simply not comparable to the little goblins on campus he had been with before.The gap between social people and high school students is too tragic in reality.

If he can't take it seriously and deal with it properly, according to his disaster routine, his superpower identity will be in danger of being exposed every minute.

"Dong Dong~"

There was a knock on the door, and when the young man looked in the direction of the door, there was a slight crack in the expressionless face that was originally playing the role, as if he already knew the identity of the person who knocked on the door, and that person was obviously, It is also classified as unpopular.

It's better to pretend not to be there.

Thinking this way, he resisted the constant knocking on the door with silence.

When the female receptionist noticed the passive resistance of the boss inside, she naturally understood his attitude.Originally confused by the appearance of the visitor, he regained his senses and said that the boss is not here.

"Hey, but I have been paying attention to the movement of the elevator. I haven't seen him go downstairs in half an hour~" The other party's answer is also reasonable, but after careful study, a slight horror atmosphere spread. , her sober head turned quickly after not looking at the other person's appearance, and the female receptionist felt that she might have encountered a pervert who coveted her boss, who was not kind.

"How did you get here?" Judging from the itinerary, there wasn't a guy named "Osamu Dazai" among the appointments for outsiders who came to the company today.

What answered her was the sound of the boss pulling the door open from the inside.