In order to survive, I do many jobs

"The deal is complete, I'm leaving if there's nothing else to do?" Orihara Lin also waved his hand to the strange man in black robes in front of him, "In the end, only you were sent here, your organization in black really has a big heart. "

"Master Xinar is watching nearby." The younger brother of the winery said sullenly, he was dressed like a mummy, and he was tightly covered.

Suddenly you can understand the benefits of trading at Comic-Con, everyone is wearing fancy clothes, and he doesn't look crazy at all.After the transaction is over, he will take a photo with a passing coser to record his perfect day.

Cynar, a code name I haven't heard of before, a winery rookie?Orihara Lin also updated his information database in his mind, while looking down at the mobile phone that kept flashing message reminders.

The top chef who cooks mackerel: Kanle sauce~Where are you~Where are you~

The top chef who cooks mackerel: don't be shy, little sister, let's make duck!

Gan Le: People are with friends (shame)

Top Chef Cooking Mackerel: Boyfriend? !let me see!

"It's over, it's over." I showed the phone to Osamu Dazai, with an anxious face on my face, "Gan Lejiang really has a boyfriend... You must have been cheated!"

My poor little sister, obviously a lovely girl with a soul attribute, but her flesh-body skin is the opposite of what she wanted. She must have received a lot of discrimination when she grows up so big, she can only be herself on the Internet.

Even though the mother and fetus have been single for many years, I know that it is difficult to find true love in Gan Lejiang's situation, but she managed to get out of the singles in a short period of time, there must be a big conspiracy.

I'm going to save her!

"Hahahahahahaha." Osamu Dazai has been smiling like a sand sculpture since just now. The power of dementia in the world is too terrifying. I am afraid that his aura of subduing wisdom will affect my smart little head.

"Well, the winery's deal is complete." I glanced at my phone and sent a message coldly asking my younger brother to write a report for me.

Little Brother: Report?What kind of report is required for the matter of paying for the goods and delivering the goods?

Me: If you want to write, write it. If you don’t listen to the leader, do you want to defy the order openly!

I groaned and put away my phone. In the past, unscrupulous bosses oppressed me to write reports, but now it is finally my turn to oppress others.

Brother, don't be dissatisfied.I am exercising your ability. Do you know how much writing an excellent essay can help you in your future job hunting?This is a valuable warning from the predecessors!

"Gan Lejiang doesn't want to meet me..." I was so anxious, like an old mother who saw her daughter elope with a gangster, "The more she loves her now, the more she will die in the future."

What a pain!Men are big pigs, wouldn't it be nice to let the lovely me comfort you?

"Hahahahahahaha," Osamu Dazai finally laughed enough, reached out and took my phone away, and pointed to Gan Le's contact information, "Qianye, he's just a man, he just likes to pretend to be a girl to deceive others."

"But, but she is really pretty and lovely." I said stubbornly.

Facing Kudo Shinichi's rebuttal, I am calm and calm, but I trust Dazai Osamu's IQ, even if he said so, am I really deceived by a transvestite?

Kudo Shinichi: You double-standard dog, go away!

"Not only that, he is also the 'information dealer from Shinjuku who happened to be on Ikebukuro Hiroshi' who traded with the winery today, Orihara Rinya, and he is quite famous in the world." Osamu Dazai put the phone back to me Pocket, "The Hobby Is Observing Human Twisted Guys."

That's right, I get it.

I suddenly realized, is it because of observing human beings all the year round that I have become cognitively impaired?It is understandable that this great spirit of devotion to science is worthy of respect. She is still my little sister, and I will not blame her.

Dazai Osamu: I don't know where Qianye is thinking, forget it, anyway, I am not the one who is unlucky.

Because this might be the last time I come to the comic exhibition, so I dragged Osamu Dazai around and bought a lot of weird little things that are completely useless and only take up space at home.

There are little pigs who fart when they pinch their stomachs, salted fish dolls that are cut in half with a single knife, fire alarm alarm clocks that spray water without getting up, pumpkin lanterns for Halloween and pocket version of flying broomsticks...

The activity funds of the winery are not in vain.

"Oh! That's my ideal shop!" Dazai Osamu grabbed my Xiaopao and pointed at a dark shop with a dazed expression.

——The pharaoh transforms the experience store, taking you to appreciate the original Egyptian style.

I was dragged to line up by him, looked at the bandages and pharaoh masks all over the shop, and put on the hood numbly.

To be honest, I can memorize all the bandage brands in this store. They were all consumables for the logistics department of Hong Kong and black. I have written countless reimbursement applications for them.

"Is this brand actually released a new style..." Osamu Dazai and I were shocked at the same time. We thought we were the people who knew the art of bandages best in the world, but we didn't know that there are so many wizards in the comic exhibition. River crucian carp should not be underestimated.

For the next half an hour, I sat on the side, listening to Osamu Dazai and the shopkeeper calling each other brothers and confidants, competing to share their experience in the art of bandages, and I almost swore to Jinlan on the spot.

Before leaving, the owner reluctantly gave us many trial packs, and even gave me a pharaoh mask.

I put on the mask, and a cos Pharaoh Uchiha Itachi was freshly baked.I calmly tugged on my Xiaopao, and treated the big and small Uchiha passing by calmly.

What do you look at, Uchiha Obito's Uzumaki mask is much uglier than mine, so let's argue.

"An and Sang?" A ghostly hand patted my back quietly.

I was shocked, and the conditioned reflex almost threw Heizi Tetsuya to the ground on the spot.

"Heizi-kun, please don't intentionally scare people." I calmed down and tried to convince my irritable self, "Where are Kise-kun and Akashi-kun, have you separated from them?"

"No, they were entangled, so I took the opportunity to slip away." Hei Zizhe also said calmly, "It's a pity that it's rare to come out to relax."

I nodded with sympathy and empathy.

I understand you, beauty is a scourge.

But compared to Mr. Heizi, who is easy to get away, my situation is often more difficult. I suddenly envy his superpowers. Let's exchange skills.

Heizi: I’ve already said it’s not a supernatural power...

"Ladies and gentlemen! The new custom text system produced by the bald boy is finally online! Here, you can write your own stories full of wisdom and tricks, and invite your friends to come and pass the level! What are you waiting for, come and experience it !"

The host's enthusiastic voice sounded on the stage in the game area, which interrupted my envy. As a die-hard fan of the bald boy series, I was instantly excited when I heard the news clearly.

"Custom text!" I grabbed Osamu Dazai's hand and shook it desperately, "I want to contribute too! I want to write a great story that drives detectives crazy!"

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai tried to calm me down, "My hand is going to break Qianye, it's really going to break."

"Do An and Sang also like this game?" Heizi's calm voice concealed a bit of joy in meeting the same friend, "It's a great work! I recommend Huang Se-kun to play it, but he seems to be stuck all the time."

"Taste, Mr. Heizi." I gave him a thumbs up, "After the release of the custom text system, this game will definitely become an epoch-making great work, and I will be the first to open up the wilderness."

The god of games never gives up, the first kill must belong to me!

"This is our stage! Ranbu-kun, accept our challenge!" In the dark room, a black-haired young man with a small raccoon on his head was writing furiously.

Edgar Allan Poe, with the supernatural ability [The Black Cat of the Rue Morgue], can pull readers into the world of his own novels, and cannot escape without finding the prisoner.

His abilities and the bald boy's new text editing system are a perfect match.

Most importantly, Edgar Allan Poe, Ri Wan.

Wanna!What a great writer, shed tears of emotion just thinking about it for a while. He is undoubtedly the food and clothing parent of the spiritual world. The loving mother's heart of the food producer is moving. It is admirable to support how many mystery novel lovers by one person. .

In fact, I also share some small jokes on the live broadcast account, most of which are complaining about all kinds of strange things about me working with the boss of the devil.

Me: The squeezed newcomer in the workplace and her unscrupulous boss, the stories I wrote are touching, full of workplace education and life philosophy, why do you only hahahahaha?

For example, I suffered from insomnia in the middle of the night a few days ago. Thinking of the culprit that caused my insomnia and all kinds of unbearable past events, I opened the text angrily, typed a lot, and wrote a short documentary literature.

In my memory, it was a beautiful night. I just lay on the small bed at home, buried in the quilt, and fell asleep in the dark, unconscious.

Suddenly, an explosion sounded downstairs!

I screamed like a goat and jumped up, and in my pajamas, I picked up the fire extinguisher and rushed out of the house, and sprayed fiercely on the fire.

Who is so devoid of public morality, disturbing the people in the middle of the night!

Getting up has distorted my mind. In the dark night, I was wearing a white nightgown and my hair was disheveled, like a murderous female ghost, holding a fire extinguisher sullenly, ready to swing it on the head of the arsonist at any time.

It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, disturbing people's dreams is like stealing money and killing their parents, I will die with you today.

"Cough, cough, stop Qianye, I'm about to be suffocated to death." My boss, Mr. Dazai, walked out of the white mist, coughing while stopping my strong desire to kill him with a fire extinguisher.

"Tai, Zai, Mr., Sheng," I held up the heavy fire extinguisher, you better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise we will all die here today.

"Cough, calm down Qianye, urgent mission." Osamu Dazai took away the dangerous fire extinguisher without any trace, and said in a soothing tone, "I have an important mission for you."

"Please tell me?" I looked at him suspiciously, convinced that he must have a conspiracy.

What tasks cannot be solved by phone or email?If you insist on going downstairs to my house to set off fireworks in the middle of the night, I think you are seriously ill.

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Dazai Osamu's tone was erratic, "I pried open Chuya's wine storehouse and took a few bottles of red wine from his collection, only to be discovered by slugs."

Then he was punched and flew, and hit the downstairs of my house?

You are still alive, what an amazing life force.

"Tomorrow, I will definitely be squatting at the gate of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, and I have been absent from work for a few days, so I can no longer be a miner." Otherwise, Mr. Sen will definitely find time to have a good talk with him.

"So?" My foreboding became more and more serious, and I felt goosebumps all over my body.

No, no, no, it's not what I thought, is it?I pray like hell.

"I remember that Qianye's ability is still effective against the center?" Osamu Dazai asked me, I nodded, yes, although I can't meet Mr. Chuya very often, the effect of the ability is still there, and I am still his reliable buddy.

"Great, Qianye will pretend to be me tomorrow to distract the little dwarf." Osamu Dazai made a final decision.

"Huh?" I pointed at myself dumbfounded, I? Pretended? You?

Friends, we are not half alike in height or gender.As long as Mr. Fan Zhongya still has a sliver of reason, he won't be fooled.

"I believe Qianye, you can do it." Osamu Dazai held my shoulders, his tone serious, "This is an order from the cadres, no resistance is allowed."

Don't use your authority as a cadre in such a strange place!I shouted desperately in my heart, but because the man in front of me had the power over my salary, I could only give in with tears.

The next day, I put layer upon layer of height-enhancing insoles on myself, struggling to maintain my balance like walking on stilts.Wrapped a bandage on the bare skin, wrapped the eyes, turned into a one-eyed dragon, put on a wig and colored contact lenses, and finally put on the black coat that Osamu Dazai gave me last night.

I looked left and right in the mirror, but I really couldn't convince myself, so I had to pray that today Mr. Chuya suddenly loses his sight or loses his mind, whatever is fine, please let me fool him.

I boarded the car sent by Osamu Dazai to pick me up with the heart of death. The little brother who was driving didn't look sideways. I gave him a tired look, "Laugh if you want to, I won't blame you."

"No, Sir Anhe." The driving boy tried his best to hold back his smile, the corners of his mouth were twisted like a centipede, crooked, like a dragon king with a crooked mouth.

【Come on, baby, you are the best! ] My unified road cheers me on and tries to cheer me up.

I hypnotized myself desperately in my heart, I can do it, I can!Isn't it Mr. Chuya, I rushed!

As Osamu Dazai expected, Mr. Nakaya was dressed in a handsome suit, leaning on the stone pillar at the gate with his arms folded, looking down at me who got out of the car.

In my lifetime, Mr. Nakaya can still look down on people. I walked into Mr. Nakaya step by step on stilts, and watched the height difference between us decrease rapidly. In the end, I was still cos Dazai Osamu who was condescending.

The suppression of my height gave me some psychological comfort, I forcibly ignored Mr. Chuya’s hellish expression, and cleared my throat, “Chuya first...cough, Chuya, why don’t you go in, and guard the door because you want to be a... Well, the watchdog?"

I stuttered and recited the lines that Osamu Dazai had written for me. As I recited, Osamu Dazai's soul began to possess me. The more I spoke, the more confident I became, and I walked towards Mr. Chuya with my head held high.

"Stop acting, the blind can't see it, Anhe." Mr. Nakaya had no strength to curse, "Dazai, tell him to get out."

"What did Zhong Ye say, I'm right here."

I'm sorry Mr. Chuya, you can't threaten me, but Mr. Dazai can, so I have no choice but to bully you honestly.

I tried my best to straighten my body, and looked down at Mr. Nakaya's lovely orange hair. It was rare for him not to wear that black hat, and his slightly long hair was wrapped around his neck, which made people feel itchy.

"You guy, how many layers do you put in your shoes?" Mr. Nakaya completely missed the point and kicked my heel with his leg.

After all, I'm about the same height as him, it's normal for him to be curious, but...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed, and the cushion quickly collapsed under Mr. Nakaya's unceremonious kick. I threw myself forward and was about to fall to the ground.

[Schrödinger's Two or Five Boys] Subconsciously activated!

Under the blow of the double-headed halo, Mr. Nakaya stretched out his hand unconsciously to give me a hand, but in a panic, I grabbed his cuff tightly and managed to use him as a human cushion in the midst of the chaos. Pressed down.

Dust was flying everywhere, and the subordinates around us, whether they were Mr. Nakaya’s people or Mr. Dazai who escorted me, the sister from the logistics department who stopped by to watch a play, or the chef’s apprentice who came down temporarily to join in the fun, all surrounded us. In the middle, the eyes are full of love for gossip.

Although there were only two people present, this is actually a story of three people!A set of red stickers on the top of the forum homepage is ready to move.

"I'm looking at you through her appearance - the drama of the year, the love and resentment between Shuanghei and the innocent girl, among the three, the real scumbag is actually..."

"Master An He, who was pretending to be Dazai's cadre, pinned down Chuya's cadre, but Chuya's roar was the name of Dazai's absent cadre... A woman's intuition told me that there was something wrong with the three of them! "

"Master Anhe—A Terrible Woman Who Can Play Double Blacks in Her Hand"

My famous name in my first life... Forget it, I don't have a famous name.

If he hadn't been grabbed by me, Mr. Nakaya would never have fallen on the ground. I was guilty of ruining the reputation of Hong Kong and Black's number one physique master.

"Pain, pain, pain." I faked crying, the cushion under my body was hard, not soft at all, bad review!

"Get up!" Mr. Nakaya roared angrily under me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Chuya, are you okay?" I realized that my hands were resting on Mr. Chuya's chest, the cheeks of the red-haired young man were flushed, and his bright blue eyes stared at me angrily.

Looking at it from this angle, the blushing Mr. Nakaya looks so delicious, he is so easily shy, so cute.

"Mr. Nakaya's eyes are more beautiful than gems." I blurted out without thinking, "It must be very valuable...Wow, don't hit me on the head, I won't grow taller."

You can't persecute me just because your growth period has passed!I can still grow taller!

"Bastard." Mr. Nakaya pulled me up with veins in his forehead, and shook me, "Where's Dazai?"

"I don't know." I said honestly, "My mission has been completed, Mr. Dazai probably got the mission from the boss and led people to set off."

The final winner is Osamu Dazai, black is still your black.

"You, you are quite professional." Mr. Nakaya looked me up and down, and found that I maintained a near-perfect similarity with Osamu Dazai in terms of appearance, which made him more and more displeased.

"Changed my clothes, this outfit makes me want to hit someone." Mr. Nakaya ruthlessly abandoned me, and set off to find the real Dazai Osamu.

With great effort, I took off my stilts, and with the support of Xiaoyin who kindly passed by, I jumped back to Osamu Dazai's office.

If I hadn't reacted in time, I would have been limping.You disturbed my sweet dreams last night, and forced me to die today. If you don’t take revenge, you are not a gentleman. Let me write it down in a small notebook.

There are a lot of black material and resentment stored in my mysterious notebook. After I have a live account, the soul of Tucao makes it shine.

I stayed up late to finish writing my complaint, posted it on social platforms, and fell asleep, hoping to wake up in the morning to see the concern and comfort of Miss Gentle.

The next morning, I excitedly opened the comment section.

Guarding the best mackerel in the world: Hahahahahahahahahahaha

A mediocre little genius: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I'm choking on my saliva, help me!

Bald-headed baby: As expected of a cross talk contestant’s masterpiece, my parents were woken up by my laughter in the morning. They hit me with slippers, but now they also follow me hahaha.

Miss Quanzi My Marriage: More!Modo Modo!

My heart is ashamed, I want to destroy this impersonal world, let the world feel the pain, cultivate warriors of love, and implement the moon eye project for a bright future.

In the warm world of unlimited monthly reading, you can definitely feel the resentment in my heart, don't underestimate the thoughts of girls, terrible adults!

At the end of the memory, I looked at the official news released by the bald boy. It seems that as long as the copyright issue is ok and it is not profitable, it can be imported into an NPC with real photos, and the creator can customize the character and name.

Heh, I've already thought about my masterpiece, I want to write the story of Miss Zaizi's 99 marriage escapes, interspersed with various homicide cases and sadomasochistic romance, and then invite all my friends Let's go through the customs together.

Heh heh heh, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, just wait for me!

I took Osamu Dazai who didn't know my evil plan and left the manga exhibition, breathed the fresh air outside, opened the navigation map, and prepared to eat and drink a lot in the rest of the time.

"Lucia Sushi, here..." I looked up and met the super tall Russian man, "Hello? Is this a sushi restaurant?"

"That's right, delicious sushi, please try it." The enthusiastic Russian man who spoke awkward Japanese led us in, and I whispered to Osamu Dazai, "Mr. Dazai, that devil is really not like him , can you fight a bear with your bare hands?"

"Unfortunately, I can't." Osamu Dazai answered me in a breathy voice.

You can't fight a bear, you're not a real fighting nation!Kong has a domineering name, tsk, incompetent, dear.

I opened the menu and was about to order when the door of the store was lifted, and a youthful combination of two teenagers and a girl walked in.

"I'm starving, Simon, is there any discount today?" Ji Tianzheng waved to the strong Russian man, and his friend sat down with a smile.

"Mr. Dazai, it's the second time." I looked at the boy who was waving happily, with surprise in my words.

"Yes, it's the second time." Dazai Osamu nodded.

Compared with Fushimi Saru Hiko's full of impatience, this young Kida boy's voice is lively and cheerful, which is similar to Osamu Dazai's but completely different type.

Either way it sounds great!I silently turned on the recording system, before my phone runs out of battery, let's talk as much as you want, boy!

"Qianye," Osamu Dazai tugged at my sleeve, obviously the deity is here, why would you want to eat a wonderful meal replacement?

You don’t understand the joy of collecting stamps, I want all kinds.

"It's so lively." Orihara Rin also stepped into the store door, and saw Masaomi Kida, who was alert for a moment, and was about to say something, when he saw Osamu Dazai who was smiling beside him.

Since Osamu Dazai is here, the girl next to him is...

Orihara Linya suddenly panicked.

"Qianye, your netizen is here." Osamu Dazai raised his eyes and looked at the intelligence dealer who could be called a contradictory figure with him in some respects, and said with a smile, "Lovely Ganle-chan~ isn't it?"

my little sister?I was instantly excited, and looked at the handsome black-haired young man with sparkling eyes, deeply saddened by what happened to him.

"Sister, come and sit here." I got up enthusiastically, don't be reserved, I understand your difficulties, you can tell me any girl's thoughts.

sisters.

What should have come is still here, I regret it at the beginning.

Orihara Rin also covered his eyes, looking forward to the first time that Shizuo Heiwajima would appear soon and happily kill him, and then he could leave the sad place of Ikebukuro.

God listened to his wish and delivered a vending machine via airdrop.

With a bang, Ikebukuro's specialties made their debut.

"Brother Orihara—" The blond young man in a bartender uniform took off his sunglasses, broke off the roadside sign with one hand, and threw it away, "Let's go? Let's play?——"

As expected, Ikebukuro, one of the four unlivable cities, has the same virtue as Yokohama, full of bizarre superpowers everywhere.

No, his target is my little sister!

In desperation, I stood up and shouted loudly, "Stop! In broad daylight, vandalism is fine! As a man, how can you shoot at a weak girl!"

"That's right, Ganle-chan is a girl who needs to be cared for." Dazai Osamu laughed and made up his knife, his face was full of the words "It's not too big to watch the excitement."

"Shut up, all of you." Orihara Lin also pulled out the knife tiredly.

Don't pay attention to her, Xiao Jing, hurry up, let me stab her, and I will run home after the stabbing.

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Qianye: Just a meal replacement.Generation, can replace.

Chuya, who lives in memories forever but is persecuted every time he appears on stage: ...

Lin Ye, who has been persecuted for many chapters and will continue to be persecuted: ...

A duo of brothers and sisters.

PS. In Qianye's heart, Lin Ye's image is a boy's body and a girl's heart, so she is classified as a little sister. Even if she sees Lin Ye's real body, this impression will not change for a while. 2333333 Tell you to use a female number to deceive people.

Seeing a strange young man trying to beat up his little sister in the street, a righteous detective will of course come forward!