The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

"Good morning, Miss Lin."

"Huh? Is this the new Miss Lin?"

"...Actually, she has been working here for three days, Kunikida-senpai."

"Impossible, I don't have any impression!"

In the bright and clean office, a tall man wearing glasses was frantically flipping through a notebook with "ideal" written on it, while Atsushi Nakajima next to him turned his head and smiled helplessly at me.

"Ah, I found it, that's how it is."

There was a sudden pause in the flipping movement, Kunikida Doppo pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, then turned around solemnly, and nodded to me: "Good morning, Miss Lin."

"Good morning, Mr. Kunikida, Atsushi."

Until then, I kept a smiling expression and answered them one step later, and looked as if I was used to it.

As for the reason, it is very simple, because the above scene, after I accepted Dazai Osamu's suggestion and came to the Armed Detective Agency as a part-time job, it was a must-have item every morning.

It can only be said that it is indeed a well-known gathering place for people with supernatural powers in Yokohama. Everyone here, even Ms. Haruno, who is an ordinary person, quickly found a special way to "remember" me, a person who can't always remember.

It made me feel really comfortable with people.Especially in just three days, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the time for everyone to "remember" me every morning is gradually shortening, and if I am not mistaken, the more people I contact with Atsushi Nakajima, the faster the speed seems to be.

So, this should be the biggest reason why Dazai asked me to work part-time at the Armed Detective Agency.

"Miss Lin, didn't Dazai come with you today?"

Kunikida looked in the direction of the door behind me sharply and asked.

"He said he had something to go out this morning, and after sending me to the door of the detective agency, he left."

I answer.

Someone found another trace of the thing he had been looking for.

What are you looking for, and I can't be there. It would be a lie to say that you are not curious, but since he is acting cute again and promises to tell me everything soon, I decided to put it aside for the time being and not to explore.

Thinking of this, I greeted my colleagues who gradually regained their "memory" in the detective agency one by one. Accompanied by the "little bodyguard" Atsushi Nakajima who was entrusted to take care of me, we started a busy and fulfilling day. .

Serving tea and water, sorting out materials, helping with some ordinary paperwork... After getting busy, the time passed so quickly that when Dazai came back to pick me up from get off work and asked me to go back and pack my backpack, I remembered that it was already Friday .

Friday... huh?

Tomorrow, Saturday, is the agreed time for Gojo Satoru to pick me up.

When I think about this incident slowly, I still have a headache to get along with Gojo Satoru, the "ex-boyfriend" who has been forgotten, and I feel that meeting again may be embarrassing and explosive.

As a result, when I actually saw the white-haired young man wearing sunglasses at the door of my house, I was a little surprised to find that I had no time to think about it.

——Because, as soon as we met, Gojo Satoru asked me to give him the magic tool gun that I carried with me, and after checking it with his hands, he told me that he would take me to kill the curse spirit today.

Kill, kill the curse spirit?

The kind of thing that is particularly disgusting and challenges the limits of human aesthetics?I?kill them?

Are you sure you didn't engage in anti-hunter and prey?

I couldn't help but look at the urchin-headed boy Gojo Satoru brought next to him. It is said that he will soon enroll in the Conjuration College, Fukui Hui. eyes.

... Bah, am I not as good as someone else's little brother in his teens?Done!

So, 10 minutes later, my brother Fuhei and I were beaten by a curse spirit until our noses were blue and our faces were swollen.

Oh no, please allow me to correct my wording, brother Fuhei is very stubborn and decent, the one who is as dishonorable as the above description is only myself :)

"Oh my god, you are so accurate, it's too bad."

"The evasion speed is completely unqualified."

"In a hurry, why did you forget the gun-holding posture I just taught you?"

In my ear, a certain white-haired man chattered the whole time, criticizing me from head to toe as useless, I really wanted to write a "vegetable chicken" sign and hang it around my neck.

It seemed that it wasn't him who made me, the insane person who went into actual combat the first day I officially touched a gun.

This is like in the previous life, when a person just opened the "Basic Theory of Computers", he got a snake syndrome and asked him to program when he came up.

To this, I just want to say.

Gojo Satoru, you deserve to be single^_^.

After trying to dodge the crazy attack of the curse spirit again, I leaned on my knees and gasped for breath, feeling like my lungs were going to explode.

"Okay, Taojiang rests, Hui continues."

A hand stretched out, and didn't dislike my dirty hair full of sweat and dust, and gently rubbed it: "Peach sauce is great, it can reach this level in the first day of actual combat."

I:……

That, you, just, just, return, put, I, spray, become, that, kind!

Don't suffer the old man! !

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"Hey~ I'm also thinking about Taojiang. Isn't there a saying in Huaguo that goes, 'Strict teachers make good students'~"

Gojo Satoru bent down and looked at me, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so beautiful that people wanted to beat him up, as if a certain seal had been opened since they talked about each other's past: "Smile, I will treat you to a croquette later~ "

Get out, even if I die, die outside, jump off the roof of the college building, I will not eat your croquettes! ! !

………………… Meow, this croquette smells really delicious_(:з」∠)_

"Just out of the pan, it's the best now."

The sun was shining brightly, on the sparsely populated street, the white-haired young man handed me the snack in his hand, his blue eyes looked through the gap in the sunglasses: "Blow it on before eating, be careful not to burn it."

"...No, I'm not hungry."

I gritted my teeth and refused, but the next moment, my gurgling stomach revealed my embarrassment.

It's already 1:30 noon, God knows, I haven't had a drop of water or rice since breakfast.

In the silence, the presence of Fu Heihui who suddenly appeared was particularly obvious. He was holding two large cups of milk tea and a plastic bag in his hand.Gojo Satoru took the two cups of milk tea from the opponent very naturally, handed one to me, and kept the other for himself.

"Don't be angry, please drink milk tea."

Just listening to the voice, one would think that this person is actually Fu Heihui's classmate.

And when I looked at the super, big, and cup of milk tea in front of me, I felt that thousands of words were shrouded in my heart, and it was difficult to resort to them.

How can I spray my ex-boyfriend politely and gracefully?

I'm dying of thirst, you want me to drink thick and sweet milk tea? ?

Moreover, I have bad eyesight, so I read the label correctly, it must be "double sugar"!

Before I was about to die of thirst and suffocated by my desire to complain, a bottle of mineral water that was crystal clear under the sun was handed to me.

I turned my head to look over, and saw the sea urchin-headed boy staring at Gojo Satoru next to him speechlessly with his injured face.

"Teacher Wutiao."

His tone turned out to be a bit persuasive: "Miss Lin is very thirsty now, if you give her super-thick and double-sweetened milk tea, she will only become thirstier."

"Haha, I know, just teasing her."

Under my gloomy gaze, the white-haired young man put a cup of milk tea back into Fu Heihui's arms very calmly, then took the mineral water, unscrewed it, and handed it over.

"Here, drink, you're welcome."

I:……

Fuck off, five crumbs :)