In order to survive, I do many jobs

"Atobe-kun~" "Ninzu-kun~"

The delicate voices of the girls echoed in my ears, and I calmly stuffed two balls of cotton into my ears, unmoved at all.

I'm used to it, as long as she's a beauty, she can't get rid of the fate of being at the same table as me.

"Did Ninzu Yushi change his girlfriend today? He did." I said in a robot-like flat voice, "My friends, the prize quiz has started. May I ask that this time, the scumbag Ninzu-kun's love will last for three hours. Is it? Please answer quickly."

"No!" Jiro Akutagawa replied in seconds, "Did I answer correctly? Is there any reward?"

I searched and searched out of my pocket for the candy that Mr. Dazai gave me this morning, and gave one to the soft little sheep.

"Is there only one?" Akutagawa Jirou looked eagerly at the bag full of candies in my pocket.

I covered my pocket vigilantly, what do you want to do?robbery?I will not submit.

Classmate Cilang, it's not that I'm reluctant to treat you to sweets, but the reason is really complicated, please listen to me in detail.

First of all, the owner of these candies is Osamu Dazai, please remember this major premise.

Let's take a look at the complicated situation of Akutagawa Jiro: First, your surname is Akutagawa.This surname is very good, and it sounds very cultured. However, I also know a strange man named Akutagawa. Believe me, Osamu Dazai will not ask him to eat candy, no matter how much he desires, it is impossible.

Because I am Mr. Dazai's most beloved disciple!I'm the!

Second, you have lovely orange hair.What a warm, cute and fashionable hair color, so similar to Mr. Nakaya.

I would love to invite Mr. Chuya to eat candy, but if he knows that the candy comes from Mr. Dazai, he will explode instantly and take his anger on the innocent me.

Jiro-san, you have the surname of Ryunosuke Akutagawa and the hair color of Mr. Nakaya at the same time. Tell me honestly, is your background somewhat unusual?

It's okay, tell me, I won't tell Mr. Dazai, I swear.

The innocent classmate Akutagawa Jiro looked at me blankly, fell into autism, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"It's really a good quality of sleep." I said enviously, there is no reason why Cilang's hair is thick, wow, I admire it.

When I was feeling overwhelmed, I suddenly found that the cotton in my ears had been pulled out. I turned my head in dissatisfaction and saw Yuji Ninzu who was smiling.

"Is there something wrong?" I snatched my little Mianmian, "Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other, please respect yourself and bear your feet."

"An and Sang, can you stop looking at me like a scumbag..." Renzu smiled wryly and raised his hands in surrender, "I was ignorant at the beginning, so I made a mistake?"

He just provoked her once when he was young and ignorant. As for dissing him like this?

Yushi Ninzu: Please allow me to complain, I usually change girlfriends once a week, not once every three hours as Ann and Sang said.

me: really?That being the case, classmate Cilang, please return my candy to me.

Jiro Akutagawa: zzzzzzzzZZZZZZ

"Scumbag?" I stretched out my finger and shook it disdainfully, "NONONO, Ninzu-kun, your rank is not enough for this word, please don't force yourself to be promoted."

A real scumbag, even if everyone knows his fickleness and indifference, will sink like a moth to a flame.

When you walk with me after school today, you will be able to see that person.

"I haven't asked you yet, why is Hyotei here?" Atobe, who was sitting in front of me, turned his head gorgeously, "Aren't you on good terms with Yukimura Seichi?"

"It's because the relationship is so good, his support team is eager for me to drop out of school. And you know, I have never been able to refuse the request of my beautiful sister." I put my hands on my chin and made up nonsense, "So I came to Ice Emperor."

"Relax, my uncle's support team will never do such an unglamorous thing." Atobe raised his eyes and said arrogantly.

Don't talk too much, friend, I calmly reached into the drawer and pulled out a large stack of letter paper.

"42 threatening letters from Atobe-kun's admirers, and 31 from Ninzu-kun." I took the paper and fanned it, "The popularity ranking is clear at a glance."

Facing the dark complexion of the uncle, I calmly made up the knife, "Every letter is threatening me not to tell this matter, otherwise I will look good. But when I thought about it, which girl doesn't want to look good, I also Think. Now that I'm telling you, am I looking better?"

I held my face and asked cutely, "Does it look good? Is it better than before?"

"...My uncle will solve these things." Atobe left with a dark face. The feeling of being slapped in the face at the scene must be very uncomfortable, I thought sympathetically.

"Cough, I'll go with him." Ninzu-kun also got up and left in a hurry.

Being left behind, my eyes sharpened instantly, "Tong, why don't they praise me for being good-looking?"

It is not for nothing that I received so many threatening letters. Why would I be so vigilant if I had to sit with their male gods with an ugly one.

[Because they are blind, our cubs are the best-looking ones. 】The system father said without hesitation, I nodded proudly, yes, I am very good-looking, they are all blind.

A new environment and a new look. When I woke up this morning, I made a pose for myself in front of the mirror. Dazai Osamu was yawning and he poked his head in to take a peek as he passed by.

"Mr. Dazai, do you think I have a ball head or a single ponytail?" I gestured twice in front of the mirror, "Or should I just wear it down?"

Ordinary men’s aesthetics are unreliable, but I admire Osamu Dazai’s vision. Please, just choose one for me. Choosing a phobia will make me unable to leave the house all morning.

"Well, how about this?" Osamu Dazai took my hairband, tied a bow loosely for me, and tied my hair on both sides behind my ears, revealing my smooth forehead and earlobes.

"Pretty girl." He looked at me in the mirror and admired softly, "Go, be careful on the road."

Today's hairstyle was done by Mr. Dazai himself, who dares to say that it is not good-looking, I screwed him up.

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Although not as crazy as Akutagawa Ryunosuke's over-the-top chef, I am undoubtedly a chef.

Osamu Dazai, I can insult him crazily in my heart, but no one can say that he is wrong.

A person with double standards is so willful and reckless.

I hope Atobe-kun and Ninzu-kun can really solve these messy things directly, otherwise I can only show them the methods of the Mafia.

Don’t want to work: What Xiaoqianye said, just transfer to another school QAQ

Top chefs with mackerel: Personal reasons.Kise-kun, yesterday your ID was still "don't want to go to school", how did it become "don't want to work" today?

Don't want to work: Feng Shui turns.

Don't want to work: When I was in school today, I met a lot of dangerous people in black suits at the school gate, so scary.

Top chef for mackerel: Port Mafia guy?Don't worry about it, although they look fierce, most of them are naive.

Not wanting to work: Liar——

I'm not lying, there are really a lot of fools in Hong Kong and black, I'll just give you a few examples and you'll know.

There is a bomb maniac in the research department, a lemon essence who crazily eats lemons without saying a word.One day he took his beloved lemon on a mission, but confused the lemon bomb with a real lemon, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

The cute little silver usually looks like a boy. When she went to the bathroom, she happened to meet the new clerical sister. The young lady didn't know her. A scream of "pervert" almost shattered the bulletproof glass of Hong Kong and Hei.

There is also Mr. Nakaya, the singer of Yokohama, who will unconsciously sing opera tunes once he opens up, and he will be around for three days without realizing it, which is very brainwashing.I really want to hear him sing Farewell My Concubine.

The most shady thing is my boss. One day, I finished my mission with him and walked on the street. I lowered my head and took out my mobile phone to check the time. When I looked up again, Osamu Dazai was gone.

At that time, I almost thought that I had discovered some supernatural event, and almost took out the yellow talisman and yelled, "Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, and all fighters are in front of me, pineapple, jackfruit, meh, meh, meh."

When I looked down, Osamu Dazai had fallen into the sewer.

In order to salvage my boss, I borrowed a fishing net from my uncle, a fisherman. Finally, I found the missing Osamu Dazai in a mass of seaweed, with a hermit crab lying on his hair.

The cute little hermit crab and I have been looking at each other for a long time, and gently please it off the noble head of Osamu Dazai.

Me: I'm sorry, your house has been demolished, and you don't want to make up for it. Please find another high school.

Oh, during this time in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, I still left a lot of good memories. I don’t know if Mr. Nakaya, who returned from a business trip, missed me and Mr. Dazai.

Nakahara Chuya, who came back from a business trip, looked at the wreckage of his car and gritted his teeth: "Tai-zai-zhi-"

He angrily unwrapped the expensive chocolates he brought for An and Qianye, and ate them himself.

Cut, not a single bite will be left to you!

I imagined the anger of Mr. Nakaya, and I shook my head. Mr. Nakaya, who was kept in the dark from the beginning to the end, was really miserable.

Mori Ogai, you are not human.

It is impossible to go back to Yokohama, I can only stay in Tokyo for a lifetime.

"Student An He, please choose the club as soon as possible. Club credits are very important." The monitor handed me an application for membership, and I lay down on the table bald and thinking hard.

When I was in Haichang, I joined the game research department. The head of the otaku department couldn't control me at all. I would occasionally take him to play a dozen ranks and he would be so happy that he would fly. The daily department work is prying as much as you can.

But Ice Emperor... seems to care a lot about this, and has no option to go back to the club at all.

I don't want to waste my time on housework. Only innocent high school students can enjoy campus life so leisurely. I'm so busy that I can't wait to learn how to make a shadow and split myself into pieces.

"Yes!" I suddenly realized, "I can go to the ninjutsu training department!"

Shadow clone, here I come!

Excitedly, I opened the club application. After searching several times, I couldn't find the target.

I poked the back of Master Atobe who hurried back before class, "Why doesn't Hyotei have a ninjutsu training club?"

"Who would create such a strange society!" the uncle said unhappily, "Why, do Haichang have it?"

"Yes." I lied and didn't write a draft, and deliberately said in a tone that Ice Emperor is really outdated, "That's why I was super surprised. After all, I thought that Ice Emperor invested by the Atobe family should be the university with the most resources."

"Of course!" Atobe-kun said proudly, but he quickly changed the topic, his voice was unusually sober, "No, no, don't try to fool me."

Tsk, you don't have any sense of humor, you can't.

"For ninjutsu, how about the cosplay club?" My tablemate Ninzu Jun loves Amway, "It's not just ninjutsu, you can also set up a sharingan for yourself."

I couldn't help but look at Yushi Ninzu with a strange gaze, and I saw his hair stand on end, "What's the matter, Ann and Sang, why are you looking at me like that?"

"I'm very surprised." I rubbed my chin, "Because Ninzu-kun looks like a pretense at first glance, so he's also in the ACG circle?"

You definitely don't have true love for Two-dimensional, you just want to date cute and cute girls, I see through you.

"Because some of the ex-girlfriends like to play cosplay." Ninzu-kun did not expect me, honestly said, "The clothes are pretty."

Hey—maid with cat ears or black silk and white silk?You look like a serious person, and you are quite good at playing.

"Cosply club..." I only thought for two seconds before decisively filling out the membership application.

Don’t think that cosplay is very simple. Whether it’s clothing, fake hair, cosmetic contact lenses or makeup, it’s expensive. It’s definitely not an entertainment for a local girl like me who is spreading her wings on the verge of bankruptcy.

However, Bingdi's children are rich, very rich, and the student union distributes funds super generously, which shows the generosity and arrogance of Mr. Atobe, and the cosplay club purely for entertainment has a lot of funds.

The new minister is a cute girl with animal ears. She wears cute cat ear hairpins and showed me her collection with great interest.I looked at the dazzling array of galgame game discs, with an expression of looking at the same kind.

"Our daily job is to play games." The minister said in a majestic manner, without realizing what he had said, "I can play any genre, if An and Sang are not good at it, eat snakes and Tetris That's fine too."

My eyes are bright, as if I have found a warm family.

This is where I belong!

The minister who showed me the collector's version of galgame for a long time suddenly remembered that this is a cosplay club, and hurriedly made up a few words, "We will form a group to participate in the comic exhibition on the weekend, An and Sang, which character do you want to cosplay?"

"Photographer." I replied frankly, I don't want to wear any of those heavy and thick fake hair, just take pictures for you with the camera behind your back.

"Huh?" The minister was confused, "Then, why don't Na'an and Sang go to the photography department? We usually cooperate with the photography department."

"Minister, don't think so." I held her hand and said earnestly, "Every time I work in the department, I have to go to the photography department to borrow people. It would be shameless to say it! Isn't it nice to have a royal photographer of my own? My skills nice."

"But, um..." the minister hesitated, "It's not that I don't believe in An and Sang's skills, but generally photographers are better at taking pictures of objects and scenes, and there are only a few members in the photography department who are good at taking portraits..."

Are you doubting my profession? !Then show you the real technology!

I snapped out my phone, clicked on the photo album, and showed the big high-definition picture of Osamu Dazai's face in front of the minister's sister.

"So handsome!" The minister's sister screamed subconsciously, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked at me incoherently, "This person is..."

Be sure to introduce her, she is in love!

"It's my model." I gestured calmly at the photo, "Look at this lighting, this rendering, this wonderful angle... Am I very strong?"

"Please join us!" The elder sister of the minister held my hand instead, "Our club needs talents like you!"

I smiled and nodded, watching her stamp my application for admission.

I have no guilt about betraying Osamu Dazai's hue.Because even if the little sister came to the door, Osamu Dazai could fool her into losing her way with a few words.

After practicing in the port mafia, I am no longer the one with a pang of conscience. It is the aesthetics of the mafia to use everything available.

"Um, Ann and Sang, is he your friend? Or..." the elder sister asked me shyly, looking at her, I seemed to see the rotten peach blossoms of Osamu Dazai in the past.

The big sister with a hot, mature and beautiful body is blocking me who is part-time in Lupin. Her red lips are like fire, and she looks at me coldly with disdain and wariness in her eyes, and slowly blows out a smoke ring, "Little sister, you can cure it." It's not a man you can hook. My sister advises you to come back when your hair is full."

Me: "...Lupine is not allowed to smoke, guest."

Because Osamu Dazai hated the smell of cigarettes, even mafia members would not dare to smoke in the cadre's favorite bar.Sister, do you want to die?

I mixed a glass of Wangqing water for the guest, hoping that she can spend this good night safely.

I'm still too kind, the gun strapped to my skirt would agree with me if it had consciousness.

I also met a woman who was drunk and cried after being dumped by Osamu Dazai at the door of my house. She competed with my door lock, and I stood beside her silently and watched for a long time.

"Master Anhe, do you want to get rid of her?" The guy in sunglasses who was helping me carry my schoolbag and today's special vegetables bent down and asked me.

I waved my hand to signal them to back off.

"Sister, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, why bother to fall in love with a single flower." I knelt down and held the young lady's hand, "Don't hang yourself on a crooked neck tree, even a handsome crooked neck tree!"

Sighing, I asked the younger brothers to send the poor sister to the hotel. I carried my special vegetables and knocked on the door twice with no expression on my face.

"Open the door, Mr. Dazai. I know you are inside. If you have the guts to reveal my address to your old lover, why don't you have the guts to open the door for me?"

The door opened with a rattling sound, and the boss with a disastrous face poked his head out, looked left and right, and found that the trouble had been solved by his lovely subordinate.Only then did he get out of the way, and said briskly: "Welcome home, Qianyejiang, what are you doing delicious today?"

"It's not for you, Mr. Dazai." I held up the shopping bag and showed it to him, "I only bought food for one person, you should have texted me sooner."

Osamu Dazai spread out on the sofa in my house and refused to move, like dried salted fish. "It happened suddenly," he said lazily, "I didn't know that lady was so courageous. What a mistake."

"To avoid her, I didn't eat today. I'm so hungry. Qianye, I'm so hungry~"

"Mr. Dazai will meet a girl with a gap sooner or later." In a very bad mood, I put on my apron and prepared to cook noodles for Dazai.

Forced to make ends meet, I hate!

"Gap girl!" Dazai Osamu was suddenly excited, "Wouldn't that be a happy death for love! Thank you Qianyechan for your blessing!"

"No thanks, please disappear for me after dinner." My heart was ashamed.

At the end of the memory, I looked at the minister with a spring heart, and sighed in my heart, this is another poor man who was deceived by appearance.

"An and Sang?" the minister asked me cautiously, "he can't be your boyfriend, can he?"

Has her love been cut off in the soil before it germinated?

"It's my guardian." I came back to my senses and smiled softly, "A man who has nothing but his face, eats rice at home every day, and basically relies on me to go out to work to pay for the family's expenses."

"Hey——" the little sister was shocked, and silently withdrew her protruding love paw, "Really?"

"That's right." I smiled calmly, "His hobby is to invite beautiful young ladies to die in love. If you are interested, I can introduce you."

"No, no need." The minister shook his head desperately, she didn't want to die yet.

KO knocked out the naive minister's sister, I couldn't bear to see her withering flower of love, so I helped her clear the stuck game.

You're welcome, I'm just an anonymous good guy.

Before leaving, the young lady promised to write me an application for reimbursement of the camera, and also gave me a pair of cute white furry cat ear hair clips.

I took out the small mirror that girls must have, and made two gestures on my head, "Does it look good?"

【cute! 】My leader never hesitates to praise me.

ok, put it on.

Today is a special day, after losing the dual part-time jobs of Gang Hei and Lupin, I have to find new projects to support myself and Osamu Dazai who eats rice.

When I got home from school, Osamu Dazai was not at home. I don't know if he was out drinking or doing some dangerous work.

After tidying up the room a bit, I geared up to open Jungle's new virtual anchor function after my milk brother and I proposed it many times, and chose to create a new live broadcast room.

First, apply a super god filter to the background behind you, personal privacy is a big problem.The price of being exposed is not only human flesh, but also the pursuit and wanted of the mafia.

I chose the black-tech virtual villain generator button, and a cat-eared villain who was three points similar to me but completely different jumped into the live broadcast room.

My avatar is a cute cat-eared girl with a mackerel in her mouth and two little devil's bat wings sticking out of her back. When poked, she will make a terrible "Jie Jie Jie" laugh, very duplicity.

Voice change, lighting, filters, and barrage are all ok, and I posted the first message on my personal platform.

The cat who loves mackerel: Hi, everyone, I am a top chef who cooks mackerel. I have opened a live channel. Interested viewers can pay attention to it~

Cats who love mackerel: Do you want to know how to pass the galgame that makes you bald?Want to know the breadth and depth of cross talk art?Want to complain with me about the wonderful bosses you met in those years?Want to learn 108 ways to cook mackerel?

The cat that loves mackerel: First time meeting, I am your source of happiness Eat Fish Cat~ Click into my live broadcast room and make you laugh your head off.

Don't underestimate my reputation in the game industry and the ability of Jungle "U" level members to attract traffic. Since I sent the first message, the number of people entering the live broadcast room has soared like a rocket, and the barrage has filled the screen.

With all the attention, the first live broadcast of God of Games has begun!

As I said, Osamu Dazai, I will give you a debut in a field you are not familiar with.

The mackerel brand will surely resound throughout the world!

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Qianye: Didn’t expect that!I'm a money-making genius.

There is no need to sell my appearance, cross talk is the capital of my family.

The mudslide in the live broadcast world is online.