The thief girl wants to buy a home in Rice Flower

If the target of the mission is someone you can't kill, you let Ley kill it.

...the eyes are so astringent.

Although the redness and swelling subsided a lot after applying ice for a while, it was still very uncomfortable.

My throat is much more comfortable because of that cup of tea. Thanks to Scotland, I will definitely give him far more praise than Bourbon in the report.

The last time I met such a patient and gentle person seemed to be a long time ago in Naples. The man with the head of a younger sister who seemed to be shrouded in the holy light even though he was in the other world gently stroked my head and spoke to me who could not understand the language in unfamiliar English. He showed the way, and finally took my hand and led me to the station. I still remember the warmth of that hand—but just two weeks later, the news of his death came.

... Stop, every time I recall that incident, I can also think of the sad feeling that I was suffocating at the same time.

Dinner was still being prepared, I packed away the tissues I used to wipe my tears just now, went to the bathroom to wash my face, and saw the shower and bathtub inside at a glance.

How about taking a shower first?

Anyway, I will live here for a short time, and I will always get used to sharing the bathroom with the opposite sex, so there is nothing to be shy about.

After making the decision, I directly stuffed my clothes into the washing machine next to me. One minute later, I stood under the shower, listening to the sound of the washing machine running water outside, and suddenly realized a very serious problem.

...How can I get out in a while?

It should be impossible to hope that Scotland will find out the problem wittily. Normally, young women will not enter the bathroom of the man they just met without a change of clothes...

It was also embarrassing to ask him to help me get my clothes in...

Then there is only one solution -

Before he noticed, he quickly finished washing and slipped back to the room.

After 15 minutes, I pushed open the bathroom door, poked my head out cautiously, and looked at Scotland, who was turning back in the living room.

I also understand the truth, as long as I am not embarrassed, it is someone else who is embarrassed, but the current situation is still...

"Scotland, can you do me a favor?"

Why is there not a single towel or washcloth in the bathroom!Scotland just chooses to wash towels today!I am too unlucky!

After looking at me briefly, Scotland looked away and understood my unspoken request in seconds: "Which box is your towel in?"

"...the white suitcase, the side with the zipper."

Thanks again for Scotland's gentleness. If it was Ley who encountered this situation, he would definitely not understand my embarrassment and ridicule me in all directions, making me even more embarrassed.

"I hung the towel by the door."

"Thank you! Scotland you are such a good man!"

Hmm... In a sense, this is also a good thing, after all, the relationship between me and my roommate has already become so close that he helped me pass the bath towel on the first day we met.If things go on like this, within a week or so I will be able to ask him to take off my underwear without a second thought.

No matter how you think about it, it's a harmonious roommate relationship.

...a sad smile.

Also, the dinners he prepared were absolutely fantastic.

Even if the preparations are more generous than usual for entertaining guests, there are too many types of side dishes!And all of them are super delicious. It's like training in a special school for housewives, and even won the No.1 in the whole school when you graduated.

A good man at home, Scotland, apart from the exquisite dinner, the used tableware will not be piled up in the sink like me, but washed directly, the sundries at home are well organized, and the two potted plants on the balcony are also full of vitality... …A person with this attitude towards life is actually a sniper, it really is a person who cannot be judged by his appearance.

"Why would I be a sniper?" Scotch was obviously taken aback when he heard my question. He was sitting across from me fiddling with a laptop, but when he raised his eyes, his aura changed. The sudden murderous aura made me chill, " Mello, you seem to have misunderstood me."

My hand for peeling the orange stopped, and I curled my lips cooperatively: "It looks like it is."

While I don't think it was a misunderstanding, he was trying to show his fierce side, but like Ley's enthusiasm for me, it was a bit over-acted.

Immediately, I pursed my lips and sorted out my words, and after a while I spoke to Scotland, who had resumed his original gentle attitude: "Let's put it this way, from my point of view, if you, Bourbon, and Ley are all undercover agents—I mean If so, then you must be the first one to be exposed. Ley himself is fine, but he feels like the type who will be stabbed in the back by his teammates... Bourbon should have the last laugh, as long as the teammates don't hold back."

He looked at me suspiciously: "Why?"

Although I didn't know what he was asking, I gave the answer straightforwardly: "Intuition."

meal.

"By the way, I would like to give you a suggestion. If the target of your mission is someone you can't deal with, you can let Ley kill it."

"...Do you have any grudge against Ley?"

I shrugged: "I just think that if you think of a way together, the target should be able to escape smoothly—don't stress to me your loyalty to the organization, my words are just baseless assumptions."

"A dangerous assumption."

"...I guess so."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"It seems to be getting late."

"Good night then?"

"Good night, see you tomorrow, Mello."

·

After locking the door, I sat down in a group in the corner farthest from the door and called Shirley, who might be my only friend.In addition to crying and trying to gain sympathy about the tragic experience of the day, I also want to seek advice on the embarrassing situation just now.

"I feel like I'm being too reckless. The other party is a stranger I just met today, so I just assumed that he was an undercover agent or something. If he had Gin's personality, then I would definitely have been shot in the head..."

"Why... I obviously didn't think he was harmless to me, and I have always resisted living with other people. I should have tried to keep a distance from him, even though he looked like a kindergarten teacher when he coaxed me before, and gave me quite a lot. The closeness of…”

"Could it be that I'm actually very excited about the status quo? It's like the state of some children who are not afraid of life when they go to kindergarten on the first day?"

"It may also be because you fell in love with him at first sight. Have you ever had a crush on a kindergarten teacher before?" Shirley complained calmly.

The corner of my mouth twitched: "Who remembers that kind of thing?"

Of course not, I have lived in the research room since I was very young, how can there be a kindergarten teacher who would have a crush on me.

"Then go to bed early, you should calm down after waking up." The girl under the age of 15 suggested in a tone as if she had experienced it, "When you go to the kindergarten the next day, compared to the teacher, you may be able to find Something more interesting."

Something more interesting... like another kindergarten teacher?

"No, it's kindergarten, I'm an excellent college graduate who almost got into the civil service!"

But Shirley is right about one thing, I will definitely be able to calm down after waking up.Whether it is the lost new home or the embarrassing past with cohabitants, it is a thing of the past. In the new day, I am still working hard as usual as a worker.

... I hope that I can have a home in my dream, instead of being dependent on others like in reality.

Allow sadness.

·

so awkward.

When I woke up, Rye and Scotland were facing off in the living room, and the atmosphere was a bit tense.

God knows what happened, it looks like I'll find something more interesting, maybe watching two kindergarten teachers fight.

...Damn it, I'm not a kid in kindergarten.

"What are you doing?" I poked my head out from the door of the room, rubbing my eyes in confusion, "Ley, are you here to pick me up from work? I remember telling you that I have a rest this morning, just go there at [-]:[-] noon. "

My eyes are still a little swollen, but fortunately it's not serious. Yesterday's emotional breakdown didn't leave me with any sequelae.

"Did you wake up?" Scotland said apologetically, "Although it was sudden, I just received a mission."

I see, this means I want to skip work.

"I also received the task." Ley picked up the conversation, "It's not the same as Scotland."

...that's embarrassing.

Although they didn't say it directly, it was obvious that they were robbing me from the previous confrontation-this is a bit strange to say, but it seems to mean it.

In fact, Lay doesn't need me to accompany him on missions. Although his observation report is not perfect, he has already submitted it. He will make a special trip to snatch people, most of which is to maintain his suitor's personality.

As for Scotland...he probably thought I hated Ley.

Anyway, my skipping shift has already been decided, and the organization doesn’t consider the fact that if I miss a day’s work, I will lose a living allowance. I can only accept it and try to make myself happy.

"Ask Rum, what does Rum say?"

Ley smiled: "It's up to you to decide."

Eh—a rare right to choose independently?

The flame of hope was rekindled in my chest.

"Then do it yourself. I'm not interested in witnessing a murder scene. Please consider how I feel when someone in my family just died."

A bowl of water is flat and that's it, let them be free and let me be free.

Neither of the two people objected to such a fair proposal, and they probably didn't like to be stared at when they were out on missions, so they quickly reached a consensus and went out with a spy behind their backs.

·

It is estimated that Scotland did a good job in the first mission after getting the code name. Anyway, he came back alive to prove that the mission was successful.

The next evening, I received a contact from Ms. Sato, who said that my home had been unsealed and the suspect had been arrested.As previously deduced, the prisoner was my downstairs neighbor, and the reason was indeed a neighborhood dispute.

The three deceased upstairs often went to my house, which was still vacant at the time, to drink and play cards. They quarreled until midnight. It was useless to call the police if they refused to listen. In the end, his wife ran away from home in anger, and he also suffered from severe neuropathy. Weakness, only then moved the idea of ​​killing.

The current situation is that there are six households in the whole building, two died, one was arrested, one was the scene of the murder, and the other two have put the house on the market but no one cares about it. No matter how you look at it, the building should be demolished and rebuilt.

However, the real estate agent pretended to be dead and I couldn't do anything, and I didn't have enough money to buy the whole piece of land, so I could only put up a sign and sell it at a low price.

……Heart hurts.

It hurts to sell it, but it hurts even more if it cannot be sold.

However, my heart is strong after all. When I received the cremation of the three corpses at the funeral home a week later, there was no disturbance in my heart. I just put my hands together and prayed "become a Buddha soon."

"Scotland, help me take off my balcony underwear—the pink lace one—"

...Habits are a terrible thing.

The author says:

Bourbon: Hello, [scored twice]

Scotland: blame me :)

感谢在2022-04-0419:35:45~2022-04-0521:26:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: I don’t want to see 3 bottles of Twist Bar; 1 bottle of Ice Leaf, Silent Rice Ball, and Gentleman;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?