In order to survive, I do many jobs

Hello everyone, today I was promoted, it is really unpredictable.

But I'm not happy because my boss is a devil.Only the salary at the end of the month can give me a little comfort.

As the youngest cadre of the Port Mafia, Mr. Dazai's office occupies a single floor, which is very grand.

The more you stand on a tall building, the more you can appreciate the charm of power.

It stands to reason that I, who is only a grassroots clerical worker, should live in a clerical office with my seniors who are clerical workers. I have a small cubicle and work hard without seeing the light of day. I have a lot of fun complaining about my boss and gossip.

But Mr. Dazai took me directly to his office and asked me to move a small bench and sit at his desk to do things.

He sits in the boss chair, and I sit in the pony chair.

I'm more than a head shorter than him!I can't reach the table at all!

I'd love to smash the skull of my young boss to see if it's full of paste.

Mr. Dazai is a terrible authoritarian, and the decisions he made will not give me a chance to resist.

I could only sit in humiliation on my ponytail, put my hands on my knees, and sit upright.

Now Mr. Dazai is looking down at the top of my head, and he can see that he is in a good mood.

Does being tall just make him happy... I have some sympathy for Mr. Nakaya.

Forget it, I can understand a man's childish competitiveness.

"Mr. Dazai, what should I do?" I asked respectfully, insulting him three thousand words passionately in my mind.

There is no unlimited coffee, I hate it.

"Yes, what is Qianye-chan going to do~" Osamu Dazai raised his head and thought for a while, "On the first day, I will give you an easy task."

"Well, I want to eat firm tofu that can be used from sharks! Qianye sauce, go buy it for me." He said with a smile.

ha?what are you saying?Am I not a civil servant?Why do you want to run errands for you?

——Because he is the man in charge of my salary, the Lafayette who will be tributed by me.

I tearfully surrender.

When I get paid by the Black Organization, I'll, I'll...

I still need a job in Hong Kong and black, so I cried out loud.

Life treated me so unfairly, and I became more determined to start my own business.

Bosses are dogs, so I want to be my own boss!

"Qianyejiang~" The devil is still persecuting me persistently.

Tofu that can be made from sharks...is it as hard as a brick?Can I buy a brick and paint it white and stuff it in your mouth?

I looked at my immediate superior indifferently, unmoved.

"Go quickly," Dazai-san urged me, "The store in the east of the city is fine, and you have to be back within half an hour."

half an hour?Running from Hong Kong to the east of the city and back?Do you think I'm a Saiyan?You don't give me a car!

But I can't utter my dirty words, because he is Osamu Dazai, if I dare to scold him today, I will be put into a cement bag and sink into Tokyo Bay tomorrow.

I don't want to die yet.

As an undead who has died once and been reborn again, my desire to survive is above all difficulties and obstacles.

To live is my highest law.

So I spread my hands openly, "Okay Mr. Dazai, I'll go right away. Please give me the money to buy tofu and the round-trip fare."

Let me pay for you, don't even think about it!

Taking my money means killing me, really? Killing me.

This is the only thing I will never give in to.

"Running errands for the boss and trying to get reimbursed, zero points for interpersonal communication." Mr. Dazai looked at me gravely, I was very timid, but I would not back down.

My current salary is just enough to hang my life, and I can’t have a penny of unnecessary expenses. I squatted in the bookstore to finish the new issue of Juvenile Jump, and I didn’t dare to take out my wallet to buy physical books for collection.

The owner of the bookstore is so kind, he never overwhelmed me, and even let me work part-time when I was free.I will find time to go, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

If Mr. Dazai paid a little more attention to me, he would know that I have only eaten one free boxed lunch from Hong Kong and black every day for three consecutive weeks, and my weight has dropped to the bottom visible to the naked eye.

Why should I never work overtime?Because overtime pay can't make up for my lack of physical strength.

Ango-san doesn't mind buying me a few meals, but I do.The pity of others is only temporary, and I cannot rely on others to survive.

Parents are still unreliable and ignore others.

Once the Black Organization admits me, I can eat two meals a day!Maybe I can drink milk once a week, I am optimistic.

When I start my own business and make a lot of money, I will drink a glass of milk every day and try to grow taller than Mr. Dazai!Even sitting on a small horse is still a head taller than him!

Wait for me to look down on you!Whoa!

Mr. Dazai's scrutinizing gaze was sharper than the tip of a knife. I lowered my eyes and did not look at him, but my outstretched hand was trembling but firm.

"Okay, who made Qianyejiang so cute." He suddenly let go, and took out a few banknotes from his wallet and gave them to me.

Eh?Actually?

"Find out the fare yourself, hurry up and go." Mr. Dazai kicked me out of the office.

Getting the tofu money has exceeded my expectations, and I have my own way to pay for the fare.

Start the car looting method!

From Hong Kong to the tofu shop that Mr. Dazai wants to eat, it takes more than half an hour to go back and forth by tram, bus, and taxi. The only choice is a locomotive, and the driver's skills must be very good. The level of a super motorcyclist.

He must have a conspiracy to propose this time limit.

Because the entire Hong Kong gangster can accomplish this, only a cadre at the same level as Mr. Dazai, Mr. Nakaya.

Thinking of the earth-shattering partnership between them, I'm not surprised at all.

Mr. Dazai doesn't really want to eat hard tofu that can be self-shark-though he may still want to, this bald self-shark maniac.

He wanted to test my abilities.

In the case of thin evidence, forcing myself to reveal the truth is the easiest and fastest way.

Mr. Anwu's kindness to me can be explained by words such as "compassion" and "sympathy". If it were someone else, he would never guess that there is a supernatural effect in it.

But he is Osamu Dazai.

For Dazai's enemies, the greatest misfortune is to become Dazai's enemies.

I have a deep understanding.

"Tong, my Tong, where did I reveal my secrets?" I poked the father of the system and asked him to use the data to analyze it for me.

[Checking, checking. 】My system never pigeonholed me, and immediately mobilized its data flow.

【Because of your part-time job, if there is no supernatural effect, Ango Sakaguchi will not take you to Lupin.】

The father of the system never thought that he would reveal his secrets here, [It's just a part-time job, can it cause so many troubles? 】

You humans are so complicated.

"It may be that the bar is special to them, and only those who are close and trustworthy will be taken there... It was a mistake."

I thought that Mr. Ango just introduced it casually, who knew there were hidden secrets in it.

Will accidents happen if the favorability is too high... Write it down, and remember this trap when playing galgames in the future to avoid a black ending.

I bowed my head and thought deeply:

"The source of all this misfortune is because I am too strong."

Shed the tears of the strong.

Once my supernatural ability [Schrödinger's [-] Boys] is activated, the initial trust value can be brushed to full point directly, and trust is a treasure that is more difficult to obtain than talent.

Especially for suspicious leaders, I can really get promoted very quickly.Like a rocket, whoosh whoosh.

To put it bluntly, as long as I am willing to stay in a certain organization, no matter how angry my boss is, I can easily become his deputy and make him willing to tell me the password of his safe.

Like [Disqualification in the World], my supernatural ability is also at the BUG level.

But what good is that?I still died at the hands of an unknown enemy, because the incident happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to use my ability...

No, I used it!

It is impossible for me to be useless. At the moment he shot, the desire to survive must have prompted me to use the supernatural power.

And after [Schrödinger's Two or Five Boys] is activated, no matter how unimaginable the cause and effect are, the murderer will definitely shake hands with me and make peace with me, have a good drink and talk, and will not fire that shot.

It is not too wrong to classify my abilities into the most dangerous mind control department.

So, besides [Disqualification in the World], there are still people who can resist my abilities... This is unscientific!

Damn, where did this come from behind the scenes? I thought I was just killed by the cannon fodder of the Hong Kong gangster hostile organization, because the two corpses who died with my parents belonged to this identity, and now it seems very strange.

I'd rather be Mr. Dazai, but it's impossible, not to mention that I couldn't get into his eyes at that time, and when I didn't have the ability to activate, Mr. Hirotsu obviously regarded me as one of his own. I also feel that it is the hand of a hostile organization.

The man behind the scenes is not targeting my parents, he is here for me.

What are you drawing?Isn't it good to recruit me?What grudge do I have against him?

There is no need to get entangled in the established facts, it is not a gentleman not to take revenge, and when I have saved up enough life points, I will chase and kill that old dog to the ends of the earth!

"Tong, do you know who the person who killed me before is?" I asked expectantly.

【Cub, Dad doesn't know, Dad's memory only started recording from the moment you came back from the dead. 】My love can't help.

Well, I have to rely on my detective? An and Qianye to find out the truth!

This matter can be taken slowly, the death mission issued by Mr. Dazai, who is the top priority.

Osamu Dazai, my lifelong enemy.

[Cub, I was really discovered, what should I do? ] My commander rarely panicked, 【Shall we kill him?It is difficult, but there is a way. 】

As expected of my ruler, I have the courage to challenge the difficulty of hell.

This wholeheartedly caring for my father's love made me very moved and refused.

"No, Dazai-san doesn't plan to do anything." I calmly comforted my system.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see my value, let alone Osamu Dazai.

In order to make the best use of everything, he will help me develop abilities and guide me to better understand and use them.

I don't mind his calculations at all.

Mutual utilization, win-win cooperation.

"As long as he is willing to pay, of course my talents can be used by him." I pressed the elevator button and went to Mr. Chuya's floor.

"[Disqualification in the World] can allow him to eliminate my influence, but not necessarily the people around him."

Let's grow slowly, the flowers that bloom in the mud, there is always a day when you break through the darkness and see the light.

Patience, concession, and tenacity are the oasis that waters me.

I will live longer than anyone else, and I will live happier than anyone else.

I, the super-optimist, fear nothing.

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The one who killed Qianye was not an original character, but a certain villain in several comprehensive comics, you can guess~

Emphasize again, please do not research the timeline magic change, do not catch my bug woohoo, everyone is happy to read the article (rolling)