King of 25 Cubs

I calmed down after eating melon, Grandpa Nioh’s grandson——Nioh Masaharu looked at me with a delicate expression: "You eat watermelon without spitting out watermelon seeds?"

I glanced up at him, and followed the trend: "Don't eat watermelon and spit out watermelon seeds?"

"...I didn't tell you the tongue twister."

The silver-haired boy played with his pigtails, smiled evilly, glanced at my stomach, and said in a shocking tone: "Eat watermelon seeds, they will take root and sprout in the stomach, grow taller, and eventually grow from you A big watermelon grows out of its mouth."

I:"……"

I can't believe this kind of saying that scares children when I was four years old!Didn't I just eat a piece of melon from you? !

So in return, I stroked my belly in horror, and lost my voice: "Oh my God, what should I do then? My stomach won't be supported by melon seedlings, right? If others misunderstand that I'm pregnant, what should I say?"

I looked at the young man worriedly, and said slowly: "I can't help it, I'll say it's the child of King Renwang when the time comes."

"Pfft!!!" Niwang was so frightened that his melons dropped, "I'm sorry I was joking!"

I threw the melon rind into the sorting trash can, and waved to him with a smile: "I'm joking too. Thank you for the melon, bye~"

Saying goodbye to my grandparents and grandchildren, I didn’t go home, and I wasn’t in the mood to eat the curry I had missed for a long time. Instead, I bought a big bag of snacks and got on the tram to the headquarters of the Supernatural Secret Service.

It was six o'clock, two hours before the detective agency dinner.

The meeting at the winery is at night. According to the habit of this group of people, it should not be earlier than eight o'clock, so there is still plenty of time.

"The next stop is Shinjuku, open the door on the right, you can transfer to—"

Probably due to the evening rush hour, there were many student parties and office workers in the empty carriages.

[Host please note, someone is following you. 】

A reminder from the system suddenly sounded in my mind.

"I know, I found out a long time ago."

From the moment I got on the tram, I noticed people following me.

The guy was wearing a high-necked black jacket and a mask with the brim of the hat pressed down so low that it almost covered most of his face, so he couldn't tell who he was.

Hands on the tram, the possibility of injuring passers-by is too great.

I don't have that much time to lead him to an empty place.

Well, count him lucky.

I turned around and went into the crowd, tied my long hair into a ponytail with a small rubber band around my wrist, and wore my windbreaker inside out; when I passed by a female office worker, I "borrowed" a lipstick from her bag and put it on. After going up, "return" it back.

Lambskin 307, I like this color number!

Someone just got out of the car and a seat was vacated. Next to the seat was a well-dressed aunt.

"Wow, my sister's silk top hat is so beautiful!"

I rushed to sit down next to my aunt and praised her sincerely.

The aunt froze for a moment, then smiled happily: "Really? Thank you."

"Can you borrow me to try it on? I also want to buy such a hat, but I'm afraid it won't look good on me."

"of course can."

Auntie took off the silk top hat and handed it to me. After I put it on, she even tidied the brim of the hat for me.

There were more people getting on the bus at the new station. I saw the stalker vacantly pushing through the crowd, looking around amidst scolding voices and countless blank eyes, and accidentally got his hat knocked off.

It turned out to be a...foreigner with long straight hair?

He hurriedly picked up the hat and put it on again, and got out of the car after a girl with a hair color similar to mine.

I took a selfie with my mobile phone, tilted my head, looked at the photo, and said in a critical tone: "Hmm... or my sister looks better in it, I may not be suitable for such a lady's hat."

I returned the hat to my aunt, who laughed and joked, "You have such a sweet mouth, kid."

After getting off the car, I immediately opened the online shopping app and placed an order for the same hat.

Well, I think I look good in it, and the top hat and the little skirt are awesome.

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A library on a mountain in Tokyo——

On the surface, this is just an ordinary mountain library, but if you look closely, you will find that the security level here is as high as that of a nuclear facility. All the guards are fully armed, and there are submachine guns hidden in their pockets.

The leader of the mobile team, dressed as a security guard, saluted me.

"Administrator Takaho, how does it feel to go to school?"

"It's not bad." I took out a bag of snacks and stuffed it to him: "I brought it for you."

Passing through more than a dozen defensive lines in the corridor, I stopped in front of the voice-activated password door of the elevator, thought for a while, and said tentatively, "Open the door with Sesame?"

The door didn't open, I scratched my head and said again: "Is the farming chief bald?"

The door still didn't open, I got a little impatient and decided to try again.

If it's still wrong this time, I'll call my boss and resign on the grounds that "the elevator in my unit doesn't look good to me".

"Is Ango asleep?"

This time the door "clicked" and moved to both sides.

I knew it!

There are only a few passwords for the secret service department, which is really boring.

The elevator went down to the third floor, and as soon as I stepped in, I almost thought I had broken into the lair of some criminal organization.

The spacious office is pitch black, only the computer screen and someone's glasses reflect a pale cold light.

Almost no one speaks, and what replaces language is the hum of the machine running and the crisp sound of rapid typing on the keyboard.

I glanced around blankly, accurately found the light switch, and pressed it without hesitation.

The pitiful howling sounded one after another in an instant:

"My eyes! My eyes!"

"Damn, who turned on the light?!"

"Close it soon, I'm going blind!"

"Is it an enemy attack—?!!"

……

[Ding Dong ~ split index +521]

[Ding Dong ~ split index +233]

[Ding Dong ~ split index +666]

……

Amidst the turmoil, there was only one person who remained calm, sat firmly in front of the computer, and continued to handle official duties in an orderly manner, and that was my boss, Ango Sakaguchi.

He has a face that has been working overtime for several weeks, and there are two huge dark circles hanging behind his glasses. He has a very serious expression, but his demeanor is both buddhist and depressed, as if he is about to ascend to heaven.

Probably because I brought light, the originally lifeless office instantly became alive.

"Yu Jam, how does it feel to be a high school student?"

"Yuguo, do you bring something delicious? Quick, I need food to recharge my batteries!"

……

"Hey, Gao Sui, the quality of the wig this time is pretty good, where did you buy it?"

A colleague wanted to touch it, but I slapped it away.

How can I speak, this is my own hair!

Although it may become bald, it is still mine now!

I glanced at my boss, who was oblivious to his affairs and only read espionage books, and poked at the colleague next to him: "Mr. Anwu, how long has he been working overtime, does he seem to have kidney deficiency?"

Colleague Mr. Miyagawa drew a number with his fingers.

"It's been two weeks, tsk... As expected of Mr. Ango, who was promoted to assistant counselor in his 20s, kidney deficiency is nothing, it's not bad if he didn't die suddenly!"

"The most disgusting thing is that he didn't go bald after staying up so late." Another colleague also came over and complained in a low voice: "Gao Sui, you are back. The atmosphere in the group is much more relaxed. Since you went to school, Mr. Ango We are not allowed to eat snacks in the office, and all the spicy duck feet dorayaki you left for me were confiscated."

"Yeah, yeah, we've been living a miserable life recently. It's fine to work overtime day and night, and we don't let you eat instant noodles. Gao Sui, I miss you so much!"

As I said before, after I came back from undercover, I brought a good atmosphere of eating snacks and supper to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

At that time, driven by me, everyone's desk drawers were filled with snacks.Today you will give me half an orange; tomorrow I will give you a pack of milk powder; from time to time, I will use the water dispenser to make oden; Bring supper.

The friendship of sneaking together is quite strong, and the atmosphere in the whole office is extremely harmonious.

But this was all done behind Mr. Ango's back, and we coincidentally did not bring Mr. Ango to play.

I smuggled the snacks I brought to my colleagues.

"Put it away quickly, don't be seen by Mr. Ango."

My colleagues winked at me.

"Cough cough."

I froze, and Ango Sakaguchi appeared behind me at some point.

"Gaosui, the office doesn't allow—"

I immediately turned around and offered the snail powder with both hands sincerely: "Leader, this is for you."

[Ding Dong ~ split index +100]

The young man who looked like a refined scholar stared at the packing box delivered to him, adjusted his glasses after a while, and asked in a complicated tone: "Is this stuff...is it very tasty?"

I shook my head again and again, and said with enthusiasm like a salesman: "It's not big, it's not big at all, it's fresh and not greasy, clean and hygienic."

Hesitating for a moment, he reached out to take it.

"Thank you."

I quietly said "Yeah" to my colleagues behind my back, the leaders have accepted the gifts, and you can live a good life with snacks and supper again in the future.

Let me just say, Mr. Ango is actually very talkative, he is just angry that everyone does not take him to play.

"How are you doing at school lately?"

I showed a bitter and bitter expression: "It's not good, I was bullied by the school, they went too far!"

Originally, I was indeed a victim of school violence. This matter cannot be erased even if the world merges, so it is better for me to admit it first.

Sakaguchi Ango's gaze was full of disbelief: "Are you sure it wasn't your school who raped others?"

I opened my eyes wide and looked at him accusingly: "Mr. Anwu, you are too much, I am not that kind of person!"

I knew Mr. Ango would not believe it, after all, my personalities in the two worlds are very different.

Since being picked up by Master, my life has reached another inflection point.

Yes, the real inflection point is not the moment you sign a contract with the system.

It was the moment when I met Fukuzawa Yukichi.