The life of a migrant worker

Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi, is worthy of being the original ghost that has continued from the Heian era to the present. He has mastered the pua skills in the workplace so proficiently, and hit the self-confidence of the existing employees with just one mouthful. In such a situation, the modern capitalists may call the experts directly after seeing this operation.

Eighteen eyes stared at me in unison, which made me feel that my life in the company might not be too routine in the future.

I don't smoke, and I only drink a little bit of alcohol. Although I can make ends meet, I still work diligently and conscientiously. I don't miss a day of work in 360 days except for sick leave.

Mochizuki Mori is one of the top ten employees of the year.

I originally thought that I would be able to find a suitable job no matter where I worked so hard, and I would be accepted and welcomed by my colleagues.

But now, no matter what I say or don’t say, it seems that Tomioka will gradually become a hero in the new company, and I won’t be able to step down.

The only young man sitting upright met my eyes. I guessed that he should be a warrior from hundreds of years ago. Today's swordsmen rarely have his quaint and quiet temperament.

Shang Xianyi's status is really detached in the Twelve Ghost Moons, he did not choose to stay with the other Shang Xian, but sat behind the bamboo curtain.Originally, I just subconsciously looked at the vibrating sword at his waist, but because of the cover of the sleeves of his simple kimono, I couldn't see it very clearly. I guess he didn't have much interest in the farce caused by the ghost king's whim. Looking at that, he looked away indifferently.

Only then did I notice the young man with white oak hair. He had colorful eyes like glass. When I saw my eyes turn towards him, I smiled cheerfully and friendly. I could see him stretching his arms. He waved his hand lightly at me, like a cute cat.

But due to Wu Mi's existence, this guy had some scruples and didn't call out my name directly. Instead, he chose to whisper to me silently like he secretly chatted with his deskmate under the teacher's nose during class.

With my excellent comprehension ability, which is many steps higher than Tomioka Yoshiyuki, I can barely understand what he wants to express to me.

But I don't know why, this guy does look a bit handsome, and his movements are indeed a little indescribably cute, but it always gives people a feeling of pretentiousness, like a woman trying to hide her age. There is a thick layer of white/powder floating on the surface, which somehow reminds me of the source code attendant in "The Tale of Genji".

So even though he said to me with a pitiful expression: "Please be merciful, Your Excellency Mochizuki." I still lack interest in him.

If this is the purpose of his actions, it may be considered a success.

Shangxian [-] is a man with strange indigo tattoos on his body. He has neither the indifference of Shangxian [-] nor the extraordinary enthusiasm of Shangxian [-]. This guy does not shy away from looking at me, showing me a malicious and Laughing full of fighting spirit, silently said to me 'kill you'.

This is a normal reaction after being provoked, but it made me feel relieved.

The hunchbacked old man hid behind the scarlet railing, as if he was still immersed in the power of Wu Mi just now, shivering, and refused to lift his head.

I couldn't see his eyes, so I couldn't judge the number he had, but the jug-like thing next to it poked its head out, and for a while I didn't know whether to look at the eye socket with its mouth or the engraving in his mouth. I looked at the eyes of 'Wu', so I deduced that this old man who seemed to be dying should be the fourth of the winding.

As for Shangxian Liu, they are all old friends, because I used to be a frequent visitor to Yoshihara, so I can still read the familiar expression from the face of the arrogant girl-she is the "Kyogokuya's "Waren Girl".

To be honest, I can't appreciate the appearance of traditional oirans. In my opinion, the most beautiful posture of girls is naturally their innate mood, and the paint on them is to cover up this innate coquettishness.

Fern Ji's current appearance is naturally much better than the flamboyant Yokohyogo's hairstyle, but the extra petal tattoos on her face are really unappreciative.

Tattoos with engraved color contact lenses, I never thought that when I wandered around in the underground world, I was not infected by the black and smoky customs. Now that I am no longer a human being, I am forced to become a killer .

Just when I was feeling sorry for myself, it might be because the silence was too long, which made Wu Mi feel a little impatient, the smile on his face disappeared, and the tone of his voice suddenly revealed something bad: "Mochizuki, my twelfth Does Ghost Moon dissatisfy you so much?"

"But... I see your subordinates, you all did nothing wrong..."

"The news about the blue higan flower has not been harvested, and the Ubayashiki clan has not been completely eradicated," he interrupted my statement, with a look of boredom on his face, and said coldly, "this is their biggest mistake."

"For hundreds of years, I've given them enough chances."

"Yiyiyi! Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

"I am speechless... Please lower your punishment."

After listening to Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan's sullen speech, several Shangxian began to plead guilty in fear and trepidation, and even Shangxian Er, who had started to reach out to harass the pink-haired young man next to him, became serious again.

It's over, I offended all my colleagues before I joined the job, and even my boss fired a big fire at them because of my words.He stepped on a minefield before communicating a few words, the boss Wu Mi was simply moody.

I was drenched in cold sweat for a while, trying to show a humble look: "Please forgive my rash words..."

"I like [consistent] and [unchanged]. In my opinion, the top strings have their own advantages. Wouldn't it be a pity if I were to change their friendship that has remained unchanged for a hundred years? Please take it back , I am more willing to serve you by your side like a Pipa girl."

I am afraid that my speech will fall into the ears of others, it is just cowardly words that are afraid of fighting and not worthy of virtue.

Just after the words were finished, someone sneered indifferently, which was especially harsh in the silent Infinite City.

It's like the original boss used his power to parachute down the newcomer he valued, and for this reason he did not hesitate to give the existing employees a blow, but before he had time to provoke, the newcomer took the initiative to show his timidity in front of everyone, as funny as a punctured ball Ridiculous again.

Shang Xianyi immediately said displeasedly: "There is no need...to underestimate yourself...It is reasonable for Mr. Wu Mi to value you..."

"Ah, you don't have to say such a sad thing." With the beginning of Shang Xianyi, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became relaxed and happy, and that Shangxian Er with colored eyes also showed a harmless smile, and said in a considerate manner He took the initiative to relieve the atmosphere, "I like everyone very much. If everyone dies, I will be very sad! But it's just a bloody battle of changing positions, and it hasn't reached the point where anyone has to die?"

The trembling old man, who lowered his head and couldn't see his eyes, also raised his head, muttering in a drawn-out tone unique to old people: "It's terrible, it's terrible... Your Excellency Mochizuki is afraid, right? That’s right, after all, if you lose in front of Master Wu Mi, it’s not just a loss of face..."

"What a disappointment, it's just a fake show..."

The scene became noisy for a while, and even the original silencer looked up at me, and started whispering at some point.

However, I didn't feel any atmosphere from such ridicule. Instead, I raised my eyes and glanced around the pile of winding strings, and suddenly a vague idea came to my mind.

"You misunderstood, Your Excellency Bantiangou," I said, "I don't want to stand with you, just because I am strong, stronger than you all."

"It's not about you—I'm really not satisfied with the Twelve Ghost Moons."

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou sneered softly, but he didn't get angry as I thought, as if the people who were belittled had nothing to do with him.This sneer also came very suddenly, just a short syllable lazily emerging from the tip of his nose, as if he just heard a happy joke.

Everyone fell silent, because they couldn't figure out how the ghost king's emotions were surging.

His beautiful eyes stared at me. They were long and narrow and unlovable. Apart from the color of red plums stained with blood, they were still very special. There were scattered silk threads outside the erect pupils like a beast, like the roots of a banyan tree. Same thing, but still so beautiful.

At the end, he spoke with a somewhat cheerful tone: "That's it, then everyone will get along well."

"Work harder, be more cautious, and be more diligent, because I don't prohibit Mochizuki from having private fights with you."

The pipa girl plucked the strings, and the ghost king disappeared in the center of the infinite city. At the same time, I grabbed the head of the jade pot that was flying over.

The pretty little girl of Fern Ji shook off her brother's hand, raised her face and looked at me at a high place, and her complaining words seemed to be coquettish towards me: "I remember you, why didn't you come to see my oiran at that time?" In the way?"

I said, "If you want, I can make up an oiran path for you."

After Boss Wu Mi dumped me, I really had nowhere to go. It’s just that I have a thick skin. When I was a human, I used to eat and drink at my colleagues’ homes. Maybe it’s a good choice to visit from the sixth winding to the first winding .

"Your Excellency Mochizuki! Master Wu Mi let us get along well, do you want to come..."

When I was leaving, I heard someone calling my name behind me, and when I turned around, I accidentally smashed that person's head.

"I will come to visit you, but in order." I put Yuhu's head on Tong Mo's body, and then kicked Tong Mo's head to Ban Tiangou like a football, maybe because of the incompatibility of blood types , There is also a slight mismatch between their size and neck width.

Probably because he was worried about offending Shangxian Er, Yuhu's head screamed, while trying to squirm to avoid contact with Tong Mo's body, while the dog held Tong Mo's head for a long time, watching this scene in horror and screaming.

It's the taboo 'eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee' duet.

But the person concerned still didn't care, and showed me a sweet and innocent smile, as if he was simply happy that someone agreed to exchange feelings with him.

"Is that so? Finally a friend is willing to come to my house as a guest, so please don't make me wait too long!"