I'm such a big son

Since this house is a one-storey apartment, Rimbaud didn't bother to ask each cub specifically, so many things were piled up in the house and left alone.Chuya's attention was immediately diverted from Oda Sakunosuke, and he picked a room with a particularly large window and dragged him in to tidy up. As for the others... When they come back, they can clean up by themselves. Miss Rimbaud's housework talent is basically zero.

Oda Sakunosuke silently undertook the important task of cleaning and tidying up the house, and soon the empty house became more smokey.

"Oda, has this refrigerator been replaced?"

Miss Rimbaud took a few steps back, looked around at the new refrigerator and found that it was at least twice the size of the previous one, otherwise she might not have noticed that it had been replaced.The red-haired young man scratched his hair and explained: "Yes, it was changed when we called someone to repair the door. We found that you put a lot of wine at home, and the summer temperature in the island country is still a bit high for wine."

"That's it! It makes sense!"

As she spoke, she opened the refrigerator that was working normally, and sure enough, she saw the first aid kit and wine inside.

The woman opened the first-aid kit to check the medicines inside, paused with her slender fingers, and closed the lid with a "snap": "Oda? Buy some medical bandages, hemostatic medicine and painkillers tomorrow."

She didn't seem to have changed anything: "The medicine needs to be replenished and replaced. You know what it is, just watch and prepare." However, Oda Sakunosuke felt that his boss was in a bad mood at the moment. ?

It was fine just now, what's going on?

Rimbaud glanced at him blankly, and entered the door of the master bedroom with a bang. The red-haired young man looked bewildered.

Angry?

Meow meow meow?

This strange low pressure lasted beyond all expectations.

The next day Rimbaud continued to be expressionless and let Chuya go out for free activities. When the orange-haired boy came back, he said happily that Osamu Dazai and Murata were blocked at the place where they had dinner yesterday, and the latter would naturally be beaten up. She just snorted coldly and said nothing.

On the third day

Fourth day

The fifth day

Even Zhong, who was a bit slow, could feel that something was wrong, but he had been re-entered into the school with the Akutagawa brothers and sisters. Thinking about the guardian's bad mood, it should not be his fault. The orange-haired boy observed it and rubbed it secretly Waiting for the opportunity to gloat.

There are only a few people in the family, counting and counting, only Dazai is the most troublesome, and he is the most likely!

……

Rimbaud came back from the chief's office with a stern face and brought a document. He summoned the teenagers who had been in panic for several days and went straight to the Special Ability Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs...declaring the name of the club and the tax number of the registered club.

The main reason is that the normal commercial and economic departments really dare not let this giant Buddha come in, for fear that if one fails to serve well, everyone will have to go to hell and work overtime, so they can only seek help from the only department in Yokohama that can restrict people with special abilities.

——The Supernatural Secret Service Division is also suffering. Rimbaud's level of supernatural ability is not pleasing to the eye, and he can't do it. He can only open the door to invite people in, and then send them out in a good manner.

Chief of the Supernatural Secret Service Section, Taneda Shantou touched his barren head and deeply doubted whether PortMafia had learned about the "Special Power Opening Permit" from some special channel, otherwise Mori Ogai would not have sent Lantang out , Scared others to death, did you!

This thing is not something that can be sent out casually.

The founder of the order in Yokohama, Natsume Soseki, the great sage who claims to be able to see all the secrets, has been advocating this license for the detective agency opened by his student Fukuzawa Yukichi. Due to his social status and prestige, he still cannot easily pass the approval of the Imperial Household Agency. The trust case shows how difficult it is to obtain a "special ability business license".

As far as the overall population is concerned, there are not many people with supernatural powers, but they are quite active in Yokohama's radiating range. People with supernatural powers from abroad also like to gather here. It is impossible for the country to let this power do whatever it wants. With the birth of the "Ability to Open License".It represents the state's recognition of people with supernatural abilities and allows them to use this ability within a normal and reasonable range.

If PortMafia has this license, it means that the country has transferred the power to manage Yokohama to these criminals who are entrenched in the port full-time for smuggling.

It's simply face-sweeping, and there is no majesty left!

It's not a strictly disciplined organization like Scepter4. How can people believe that PortMafia won't use it to trample on the law even more crazily after obtaining the license?

But Lan Tang has already been dispatched, and he is currently sitting in the living room of the Special Agents Division drinking tea, and I don't know how long the Sakaguchi officer sitting opposite him can last... Hey!

Rimbaud has been in a bad mood for the past few days. The "former" mission target in front of her made her even more irritable. The long-haired man was expressionless, sitting on the sofa with a murderous look and daring around like he didn't want money.

Look at the fart, glasses!If you look at it again, you will smash your glasses!

"Mr. Lantang, this is your company's application. This...representative director and founder are both... Mori Ogai? Er..."

Mr. Sakaguchi lowered his glasses, and he had a clear view of Mori Ogai's resume within the scope of the special ability detection. After watching for a long time, he said... This is a ruthless person, and he cannot be provoked.

"Okay, Mr. Mori's personal account and seal?"

Rimbaud, who was acting as an agent throughout the whole process, threw a bag on the coffee table, and several civil servants who were transferred here immediately took the bag and quietly completed the registration procedures.

No matter who starts a company, the basic process is the same. The initiator and capital are determined (the stingy Mori Ogai only gave one yen), followed by the company address—unsurprisingly, the five black buildings at the port .

Mr. Sakaguchi looked at the one yen in the account, took a deep breath and looked up at Rimbaud: "Mr. Lantang... about the final payment?"

Rimbaud took out a very beautiful warrior/soldier/knife "Bang Dang" from the subspace and threw it on the coffee table: "Use this."

It was picked up from the collection room of the former chief, and Rimbaud couldn't understand it, but Miss Hongye said that this thing was worth money, and it was legally allowed to use antiques as deposits, so I chose it.Everyone is doing the job of licking blood, so there is nothing wrong with it.

The staff at the notary office tremblingly picked up the beautiful knife and repeatedly researched and determined the value, then printed out the notarization form and passed it directly to the colleagues in the Legal Affairs Bureau who had been waiting for a long time, and soon an elegant book was prepared and sent to Rimbaud before.

"Mr. Lantang, congratulations on the formal establishment of your company."

On the inner page of the business license of the pearl shell, there are three big characters of "Mori Society", which is simpler and rude than "PortMafia".

Mr. Sakaguchi organized and filed all the materials in an orderly manner.

The neat and clean file bag was respectfully handed over to Rimbaud, and the gentle and quiet voice was very calm: "It's hard work for you to make this trip, and there will be special tax and financial personnel to hand over the accounts to you in the future."

Why is there no such clean, beautiful and efficient talent in logistics! ! !

Rimbaud, who was screaming silently, suddenly felt that it was great that he didn't kill the Sakaguchi family under the order of his ancestors. Mr. Sakaguchi couldn't dig it out, but he wondered if Master Sakaguchi could try harder.

The bookish middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill down his back, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying prehistoric beast.

Finally, "Mr. Lantang" who put away his murderous and cold aura showed mercy and found the mood of greeting: "Mr. Sakaguchi? I remember... Your son seems to have a little conflict with the school a few days ago and is resting at home?"

"No other meaning, my family has quite a lot of cubs, and one of them is ignorant and absurd. It's really a headache and I don't know how to educate him."

Mr. Sakaguchi was trembling with anger. If he hadn't been a civil servant, he would have turned over the table a long time ago - Mr. Xiaosakaguchi was expelled for handing in blank papers.

"Don't bother Mr. Lauland!"

His tone was a little blunt, but Rimbaud appreciated it.

"To be honest, of the four cubs in my family, all three are very good, and only one is different. It is very embarrassing. After adoption, you can't throw it away. I want him to be in contact with more upright and noble elders, but I don't know why. You can find famous teachers everywhere, does Mr. Sakaguchi know anything?"

Did he know something!

The man who could see more information from the paper records was shocked.

Before he could react, the melancholy foreign "man" on the opposite side had an even more melancholy expression: "They say they want to find a little partner for the poorly educated children to make progress together. You are welcome to come and play with my son at any time."

Isn't that really two rebellious teenagers getting together and falling behind together?

After experiencing calm-anger-horror-helplessness, Mr. Sakaguchi couldn't help it: "If children are difficult to discipline, you should be a parent and find the root cause from yourself. Don't you think there is any problem with your career?"

After saying hello, the chief farming officer who was sitting in the next room monitoring the bat fan "snapped"—appeared!The ancestral physique of the Sakaguchi family!

By the way, I helped him ask the question he wanted to ask the most: Mr. Lan Tang, have you ever considered changing jobs?

Since you can't kill them, you can only find a way to win them over. Even if you can't win them over, you must at least maintain a good relationship.

A cadre with a good relationship with the government, he does not believe that Mori Ogai can continue to trust this person for a long time.

Rimbaud shook his head very honestly: "I haven't considered it. The government department is not suitable for me. After all, working five days a week and eight hours a day is really terrible."

"And the wages are too low. I can't even afford alcohol. What's the point. Mr. Sakaguchi doesn't want to go home early every day to be with his family?"

Mr. Sakaguchi: "..."

He was speechless.Who doesn't want their wives and children to live comfortably on the hot kang, our righteous partners don't care about personal gains and losses, what we pursue is honor and faith, honor and faith, do you understand?

Boom... I don't want to work overtime...

Sitting next door, Tan Tian Shantouhuo raised his hand and raised his forehead.

Jean Lantang, this man is really terrible!Unfathomable!He actually tried to blatantly instigate against the officials of the Supernatural Secret Service Division!

Mr. Sakaguchi!You have to resist the temptation of the enemy!

Although you can't take a vacation and have to continue to work overtime, but... I will consider giving you a raise! 100 yuan!

Dying and suddenly mourned, the civil servants pushed open the door of the Supernatural Secret Service Division with a heavy heart and sent PortMafia official Lan Tang out. Too late?