Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

After the exchange meeting, Sanlun Xia fell into the hell of making money.

No, in her words, in order to solve the financial burden of the family as soon as possible, she fell into the hell of making money as soon as she entered school.

In the exchange meeting, Miwa Kasumi’s weapon was damaged due to the battle with Maki. Even though the high school allows students to buy magic tools at a normal low price, and even pay in installments, it’s still not possible to give them away for free, even if the magic tools have been broken. Sanlunxia still has to pay the rest of the money.

Sanlun Xia: Ahhh!Money, money!

"It's all about money in sleep, is Sanwa okay?" Nishinomiya Momo was even worried about whether the cute junior would go down an evil path from which there was no turning back.

"It's okay, she's been very active recently. Thanks to Sanwa who helped me with the task, I'm free to go to the handshake meeting." At some point, Zhenyi, who was obsessed with star chasing, passed by with her idol in her arms.

"Mai, wait, I'll pay 20 for Takada-chan's merchandise! No, 50!" Dongdo Aoi, who didn't get the idol's merchandise, stretched out her longing hand from behind.

Sanlun Xia who was swiping the task list raised her head: "50!?"

"Not for sale." Zhenyi stepped into the female dormitory.

Aoi Todo and Kasumi Miwa let out a sigh full of regret at the same time.

Nishinomiya Momo: "...Don't be in sync with Dongtang!"

Just when Miwa Kasumi was in full swing to make money, someone from the Tokyo school arranged for Miwa Kasumi to temporarily work as a bodyguard beside an ordinary person who couldn't see the magic spirit, with [-] yen a day for a total of three days.

"I did it!" Miwa Kasumi's eyes turned into the shape of Japanese yen.

Mingming accepts an intermediary fee of 50 from the other party: "Thank you for your patronage."

The next day Jiro Matsumoto saw Miwa Kasumi who packed him up and delivered him to his door, thinking that he could deceive thirty girls a day with such a simple and silly girl.

The blue-haired Miwa Kasumi was neatly dressed, with a polite and reserved expression: "Hi, I'm from the Kyoto High School of Magic—"

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro fight 901D100=29 difficult success]

Taking advantage of Sanlunxia's unpreparedness, Matsumoto Jiro easily succeeded in a surprise attack, knocking people out and taking them away.

Among the investigators, Matsumoto Jiro has the strongest morality. He lives like a savage in the mountains and forests, and has the least contact with humans. He always offers rewards for money, but he will not do anything to innocent girls—not impossible, but I don't want to.

The death of his companion lightened his moral sense, preventing him from attacking the same Miwa Kasumi.

But it doesn't matter with Kokichi - he deserves it.

Sanlun Xia suddenly woke up, her 10 yuan job!

"Ah, I'm awake," Zhenyi sat on the edge of the bed and concentrated on swiping the bills, "I really have you, and you can get money when you sleep."

"Don't say that I am a person who is engaged in a special profession!" Sanlun Xia hugged her innocent self, "Speaking of which, what happened?! Am I not working?"

"Did you fall asleep and work in a dream?" Zhenyi complained, "Your employer thought it was because he overworked you that you passed out, so he paid you a sum of money and asked you to take a good rest... Tsk, what is it? Where is the great good man?"

Sanlun Xia took out her mobile phone, checked the balance of her bank card, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Great, the installment payment has been paid off..."

"Yes," Zhenyi stood up and walked out, "If you're okay, go tell Jijiwan, he's worried about you."

"Huh? Mechanical pill?"

"Sluggish guy."

Although Jijimaru hid, even through the cold machine, the feeling of liking someone cannot be hidden, and only the unconscious Kasumi Miwa in the entire Kyoto school does not know.

Although there are also reasons why they deliberately watched the show and refused to talk about it.

"Mechamaru..." Sanlunxia recalled that she had rarely seen him recently. After the exchange meeting, everyone got closer after playing baseball, but Mechamaru was still keeping distance from everyone, not to force him to join. , but... Jiwan has always been very lonely.

Sanlun Xia shook her head violently and patted herself on the face.

Although it is also possible that she is thinking too much!

Sure enough, I was still worried about him!

Yoshi, it's decided, let's go to see the mechanical pill - the real mechanical pill!

"boom--"

Matsumoto Jiro took the train back to Tokyo, but he was not in a very happy mood.

Thinking that Mei's death is inseparably related to the magic world, and he will immediately tell the strongest magician about his crisis, and indirectly save the magic world that caused Mei to die - Jiro Matsumoto's mood keeps deteriorating.

[Matsumoto Jiro: Yabai, I forgot to ask for Gundam in the middle, well, everyone is the same with the first machine. ]

[kp: Don't underestimate Gundam's ashes powder's insistence, be careful that he will betray you and send you to death. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: You are the one, don't underestimate the friendship between the guys. ]

Arrive in Tokyo.

[kp: Matsumoto Jiro reconnaissance 701D100=87 failed]

Matsumoto Jiro stood on the streets of Shibuya, feeling at a loss.

What about blues?Where did the big fake bar go?

Melancholic blues.

[kp: Shiraishi Haruto reconnaissance 601D100=12 extremely difficult to succeed]

Shiraishi Haruto held his chin and saw Matsumoto Jiro who was in a daze outside.

"What is Jiro doing? Why don't you come in?"

The inner person Zhi ate a lot of dry rice: "The level of cooking has improved a lot, Qingren!"

"Your work level has not improved, and even your part-time job with Mr. Gojo has been ruined," Shiraishi Haruto dutifully fed his worthless child like an old woman, he wiped his hands and opened the door, "Jiro looked It's also very disturbing, will bounty hunters also lose their jobs?"

"Hey, Jiro!"

"Call me Matsumoto," Matsumoto Jiro turned around and saw Haruto Shiraishi waving at him. "In Japan, there are far more dogs named 'Jiro' than people named 'Jiro'."

"So that's the case. No wonder Mei keeps calling you Matsumoto. By the way, Mei hasn't contacted me recently. What happened?" Baishi Qingren was thoughtful.

"Who knows, female high school students are all like this, occasionally lose contact, occasionally lose love," Matsumoto Jiro found the door of Melancholy Blues, and walked in, "Qualified parents just wait, wait until her adolescence and Pass the second term together, and she will go home."

Bai Shiqing looked at the street where people were coming and going, lowered his eyes: "Well, you are right, I am already a qualified parent, but..."

After a while, he pretended he didn't notice anything, and complained "at least give me a call" and closed the door.

God's perspective

A: How cruel!Qingren must have found out, woo woo woo...

kp: Do you want to listen to the team voice?

A: No no no!Let me indulge in fantasy for a while longer!

Melancholic blues.

The two men with serious expressions had a plate of omelet rice in front of them, which was filled with ketchup piled up to the height of a hill beyond common sense.

Haruto Shiraishi cheerfully poured lemonade for them: "Please use."

[Baishi Qingren: This is the price you pay for not letting me touch the main line!eat it! ]

[Renzhi in the middle: 80 cooking skills, you just do this? ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: 80?Wasn't it originally only 30? ! ]

[kp: How many meals do you think he cooks, a man who takes care of his lunch every day, is so terrifying. ]

[Renzhi: But, this ketchup is absolutely lethal! ]

[Haruto Shiraishi: Who said it was ketchup? ]

[Matsumoto Jiro:?It sure smells of tomato - no way. ]

Under the rich tomato sauce, there is the same color and spicy taste hidden by superb cooking skills.

The man inside stroked his flustered hair: "Matsumoto, what's going on with the robot?"

Jiro Matsumoto put down his trembling chopsticks: "I'll send him to see King Yan Mo first."

[Renzhi in the Middle: Did I bring back my Gundam? ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: I brought it back, the first machine. ]

[Rijianrenzhi: It's not the first machine, what I want is Gundam!Did you forget my promise, Matsumoto! ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: It's not Gundam, it's the first machine! ]

[The rule of the middle man: Bastard!Sure enough, you forgot!Gummy's friendship ends here—]

"This is a photo."

The tall robot stands on the reservoir, at the same height as the setting sun, as if looking at an old friend who cannot be seen in the distance.

"Well done, Matsumoto."

Hitoji Usaka raised his glass of lemonade and clinked glasses with Matsumoto Jiro.

[Government by the people inside: The friendship between rubber guys will last forever. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: I love you, Unit [-]. ]

[Rule of the people inside: Me, too. ]

The two gulped down a gulp and sprayed out a rainbow simultaneously.

[Haruto Shiraishi: I didn't say it was lemonade either. ]

[Rule of the Inner Man: Is it necessary!You actually put salt in it! ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: ...the tongue is about to fall off. ]

The red cat jumped onto Haruto Shiraishi's shoulder who was standing far away in disgust. Why is Haruto's companion so ugly?Not only does he not like cleanliness, but he is also very uninterested. The dishes and water brought out by Haruto have to be licked clean after death!

[kp: Here’s a reminder, if you don’t eat it clean, there will be special magic spirits coming to your door. ]

[Rule in the Middle: Why did you tell us...]

[Matsumoto Jiro: Bad taste...]

Under the surprised eyes of the red cat, the two men braced themselves, ate the anti-human dishes tremblingly, drank the deadly salt water, shoulder to shoulder, supported each other, and walked out precariously.

Saki yawned—they were Haruto's companions.

Haruto Shiraishi on the second floor took out the invitation cards, picked out one of the invitations with "Nanami Meishou" written on it, and put it away properly.

Send it to her before the wedding.

Halloween gifts are also sent together.

Hospital bed.

Matsumoto Jiro confessed his last words with Kokichi, and then asked, "What are you going to do, save Gojo Satoru?"

"Well," Naruto Hitoji lay down next to Matsumoto Jiro, and nodded calmly, "Otherwise, if Gojo Satoru dies, we will probably be buried together, and Atsushi will not end well. If you want to fight he, Gojo Satoru must survive. "

"If he survives, this world of magic will survive..." Jiro Matsumoto covered himself with a quilt, and turned his back to Zhi Zhi, "But, no matter what, I don't want to see this world of magic come to a good end. "

"If you want to say that I am narrow-minded, just say what you want."

"Ah, Matsumoto, you are really narrow-minded." Innerman Zhi glanced at the bottle, "but I am the same, just as narrow-minded as you."

[The man in the middle: py hurts so much QaQ. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: I am also QaQ. ]

[Unatoji & Matsumoto Jiro: Damn Haruto, wait for me! ]

God's perspective

Ah: ...

kp: ...

A: So, don't open any extra channels for me, the rare atmosphere of revenge is wasted, and there are only two introverted idiots who are destined to get hemorrhoids left!

kp: ...my fault.

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The author has something to say:

The previous bad news was "Qingren, I'm unemployed, please support me".

Haruto Shiraishi: It was expected.

Finally it's Shibuya's turn!

Gojo-sensei, attack!Although the investigators basically turned against each other...

Strange, didn't I write that everyone's camp is partial?Sudden drama runaway? !

感谢在2021-11-1421:26:02~2021-11-1518:37:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: F Jun 25 bottles;

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