In order to survive, I do many jobs

After the death of galgame last time, in order to restore my reputation, I personally played the game and cleared several strategy games that are so difficult that players call them dads, showing the game quality of super-class players.

No one knows strategy better than me!No!

Tremble, men, you don't understand a girl's heart at all.

Mr. Dazai didn't harm me recently and asked me to write useless reports. I became his exclusive power leveling, clearing and leveling for this game Black Hole.

Playing games blatantly during work hours made me drift.

Depravity, Anhe Qianye, how could you be so depraved!

But so happy, don't stop.

It was another day of fishing and playing games. I put down the game console that was warmed by me, and found that Mr. Dazai stood up at some point, put a black coat on his shoulders, and stretched out his hand to me with a cold expression.

For some unknown reason, I put my hand in his palm, stood up with my strength, and was led out of the office by him.

Please don't get me wrong, the relationship between us has nothing to do with the word "intimacy", everything is just to maintain [Disqualification in the World].

——He wanted to take me to a certain place and not allow me to use my supernatural powers.

The only possibility is to see Mori Ogai.

It was still discovered. After all, this is the port mafia. As the leader, the control over this place is still greater than that of Mr. Dazai.

Terrible adults.

"Mr. Mori wants to see you." Mr. Dazai said indifferently, "You can answer whatever he asks, don't use your brain."

"Oh." I nodded obediently.

If you don't let me use supernatural powers, what can I say? It's nothing more than expressing loyalty.

It's okay to want to hear these rainbow farts, just don't embarrass me, an innocent kitten.

I'm so weak.jpg

It is impossible to lock me up, I can let the jailer voluntarily take me to elope, lingering to the end of the world.

"My dear Tong, do you think Mr. Sen will give me a raise?" I asked my old father with weak expectations.

[Although I really want to answer you "yes", but cub, how can you ask the question after playing the game for a week? 】

"Because no matter how difficult life is, people should be full of hope (for a salary increase)." I said so.

While chatting with the system to pass the time, I looked out through the transparent elevator.

The whole of Yokohama came into view, a city that was once riddled with holes, but also reborn from the ashes.

"It's so high." I said in a low voice, with a little longing in my eyes.

I have never been to such a high place.

"Haven't you ever sat on a Ferris wheel?" Mr. Dazai asked me suddenly after a long silence, "I'll take you there when you have time, and you can see farther from there."

Amusement park?I have never been to.

Letting my parents act at home is enough to torture each other, and team building activities are impossible to take me to.

Even if life is like a play, actors should be given time for intermission.

Hearing Mr. Dazai's casual promise, I nodded with anticipation and said "hmmmm".

"Mr. Mori, I brought Qianye here." Mr. Dazai knocked on the door twice perfunctorily, then opened the door and led me into the room.

"Alice, please change to another one, just one, please." The legendary Hong Kong black leader clasped his hands together and looked at the little blond girl pleadingly.

Alice puffed up her face and turned her head, "No! I hate Rintaro the most!"

"Oh, why is this!" Mr. Mori wanted to cry, but I felt that he was going to cry and pass out in a second.

I held Mr. Dazai's hand, hid behind his coat, poked out half of my head suspiciously.

"Tong, I want to call the police." I can't stand it anymore, this is a crime!

[One-click alarm, dial? 】The old father nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Mori." Mr. Dazai interrupted the conversation between the man and the girl. He seemed a little tired, and gently led me forward, "Qianye, send my greetings to the leader."

This attitude completely treats me as his person, which is interesting.

"BOSS." I bowed my head respectfully.

It’s really superficially respectful. If Mr. Dazai convinced me through his black mud attributes and keen insight when we met a few times ago, and Mr. Nakaya made me admire with his super high character, Then Mr. Mori can't touch either side.

His conscience is as infinitely close to zero as Mr. Dazai, and his overall view and leadership may be higher than Mr. Dazai, but the sensitivity I admire the most is far less than the control of people's hearts.

Another point is that although I am the kind of person who accepts softness but not toughness, I do have a bit of arrogance towards people who meet me with supernatural powers.

If you can't convince me, why do you want my allegiance.You get what you pay for, so don't ask too much.

Osamu Dazai is the only exception. [Disqualification in the World] is immune to my supernatural powers. I admire his own wisdom and talent. After getting along for a long time, not to mention 100% loyalty, at least 40.00% is there.

——That's a lot, it's a question of whether I have ten percent loyalty to the Port Mafia in general.

Once again, I am the king of the second and fifth.

Why hasn't the winery contacted me yet?Qin Jiu is so busy killing undercover agents?Is he the only one working in the black organization?

This broken organization eats jujube pills.

"Miss Anhe, isn't it?" Mr. Mori resumed his leader status, "I have read your parents' information, and I am very sorry for that. They are all conscientious members of the port mafia. It is really a pity."

"My father and mother's spirits in heaven must be very moved when they hear your words." I lowered my head and replied in a mournful tone.

Why are there so many clichés? I don't like the type of old fox. I prefer Mr. Dazai's cold and cold questioning method.

A cold summer, directly hitting the coldness of the soul, super red chicken.

Mr. Mori and I exchanged a few polite words, and I could clearly feel Mr. Dazai's impatience. He might think that both of us are mentally retarded.

It's quite retarded. I don't believe that Mr. Mori doesn't know how plastic the relationship between me and my parents is. I didn't hide it at all in front of Mr. Dazai.

Is this how adults socialize?Complicated, complicated.

"I heard from Mr. Dazai that Anhe's supernatural ability is a rare mind control system?" Mr. Mori asked me with a smile, as if he just mentioned it casually.

"Huh? I don't think it counts." I pretended to be naive and touched my head (this action refers to vodka), "[Reliable friends] will enhance others' trust in me, and will not change others' ego Cognitive."

I don't think I'm dangerous, but in fact, it's a matter of opinion.

I guess Mr. Dazai didn't tell Mr. Mori about those gangsters.

Otherwise, Mr. Mori wouldn't have kept me. I can indeed destroy an organization without bloodshed. If there are too many people, [Disqualification in the World] will be too busy.

Again, only Mr. Dazai can truly perfectly develop my supernatural powers.

No one but him.

I don't want to work hard for a young girl, he must be a terrible adult who won't even treat me to supper.

Slightly slightly.

"Speaking of the Mind Control Department, there is another supernatural person in Hong Kong and Hei." Mr. Mori ignored my weak rebuttal, and said instead, "Maybe we can become friends with Anhe, and let Dazai-kun take you to find it when you have time." Let him play."

There is one more?

"Tong, who is he talking about?" I asked for help from the sidelines.

Since I was cheated twice by Dazai, my administration is now active, and the entire Hong Kong black intranet has been searched by it.

[Yumeno Hisaku, the supernatural being code-named Q, the supernatural power is called Brain Hell. ] My system read out the standard answers professionally like Gu Ge.

Brain hell, it sounds dangerous, and I'm not at the same level as me.

——I mean I'm stronger, after all, Q has been locked in the prison and can't get out at all.

People who can't even have freedom have nothing to do with the strong.

But it is also a high-risk level. Our mind control department is quite powerful, such as the Uchiha next door, who is invincible.

If I can have one-thousandth of Uchiha Madara's ability, what kind of bicycle do I need!

I don't know what preparations Mr. Dazai made in advance. Mr. Mori didn't make it difficult for me. After talking about Q, he invited me to play with his Alice another day, and let me go back.

In an inexplicable conversation, the focus felt that it was not on me at all, as if it was beating Mr. Dazai through this incident.

Well, Mr. Dazai was originally a very unhappy person, with a depressed core, and now the depression is almost overflowing.

"Mr. Mori mentioned Q just now, do you want to go and have a look at Qianye now?" Mr. Dazai suddenly changed his mind and pressed a floor button in the elevator that I had never been to.

"Is it okay? Isn't he locked up?" I asked curiously.

Q is a kind of weapon that is taboo in Hong Kong. There are very few people guarding him. The management is fully mechanized. It is the top priority not to let the mind control system encounter living people.

"It doesn't matter." Mr. Dazai is very calm, there is no place in the whole Hong Kong that he can't go to.

That's right, Mr. Dazai has no fear at all with [Disqualification in the World].

I'm curious how much my ability will do to Q and how different his ability is from mine.

The mind control department is much rarer than the SSR, and most of them are locked in unknown prisons or fleeing around. I belong to the lucky one.

The stronger the person with the supernatural ability, the more restrictions they are subject to.

I stood outside the prison guarded by layers of guards, and saw the boy in the room through the railing. He had a pair of peculiar eyes, was holding an ugly doll, and tilted his head to look at me.

Mr. Dazai let go of the hand he was holding with me. I understood what he meant, and silently activated my supernatural power.

"Huh? You came to see me!" Q jumped up happily, treated me as his friend when he met for the first time, and handed out his never-leaving doll from the railing.

"I'm so happy! Mr. Doll lends you a hug!"

I looked at the ugly and weird puppet that looked like a whirlpool black hole, and my fingers trembled slightly.

"Thank you, thank you." I took it with lowered eyes, and praised against my will, "Mr. Puppet is so cute."

No matter how hard it is, you can't suffer children, how can an excellent adult hit a child's self-esteem!

It is too difficult to be an adult, and today I am also a tearful cat.

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Qianye: Excellent adults can’t be afraid of ghost dolls, woo woo woo

Zai: Qianyejiang is obviously still a child

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