My undercover organization eats jujube pills

Seri Awashima and I stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, but no one spoke first.

My gaze slowly moved down from her complicated face, and fixed on the super-large bowl of red bean puree she was holding in her hand.

I couldn't hold it back, and showed an expression of wanting to vomit for a moment-this is simply the shadow of my life.

This kind of thing can already be defined as a biochemical weapon in my place, and I don't want to try it a second time at all.

When I went to the Blue Clan for the first time, the beautiful Miss Seri Awashima entertained me with red bean paste made by herself.I was very moved and accepted it. When I took the first bite, I felt that apart from being a bit sweet, there seemed to be no harmless shortcomings.

It's a pity that I was too stupid at the time to ignore the half-smile in the eyes of this black-hearted man Reiji Munakata.He even kindly reminded me that if you can't eat, don't eat too much, it's not good for your body.

But I insist that this is what the beautiful lady gave me, and it must not be wasted.

But after I ate half of it, the quantitative to qualitative reactions finally started, and I don't know what they formed in my stomach.

At this moment, I finally understood what Munakata Reishi said about "not good for the body" is a bad way.

I spent two hours in the toilet of the Youth Group in embarrassment. During this period, I almost couldn't bear it. I wanted to call an ambulance to take me to the hospital to wash my stomach.

From then on, I swear——if it is not necessary, I will never set foot in the Blue Clan.

Even if I got in, I would definitely never take another bite of the red bean paste made by Seri Awashima—if such a mistake happened a second time, I would be a stupid baboon with a low IQ.

And now, I don't know who Seri Awashima came to see.In short, she brought a bowl of red bean paste, so she must be giving it to others.

I have already begun to sympathize with that unknown man in my heart. I can't help him, but I can only start offering incense to him silently in my heart, hoping that he will go well all the way.

Seri Awashima's expression remained unchanged, and finally he said to me slowly, "Pursuing for love, free love, it's good."

...?This sister, you...? ? ?

She didn't reveal the identity of my Blue Clan.

Of course, this matter is confidential, and it must not be exposed now.

"Thank you, thank you!" I choked up a bit and answered her with a smile.

Of course you can't blame me for being cowardly.Anyone who is smashed by the current boss and the PY scene with the deadly rival will panic a lot, right?

But after thinking about it, Awashima Seri seems to have no position to accuse me.After all, seeing her enter this bar so naturally and skillfully, it is definitely not the first time that she is so familiar.

I thought to myself that this Awashima sister had already had such an affair with the Chizhi clan, and of course she has no right to scold me.

I blinked my eyes and whispered to Tokuta Tara next to me, "Is the relationship between the blue group and the red group good?"

"That's not true." Shizuta Tara thought for a while, and then answered me in detail, "Of course the relationship between the green group and the red group is not good. They are incompatible."

"But the kings of the youth group sometimes come to the bar to chat with our family's red king. As for that Miss Awashima? She came to see Kusanagi."

I was shocked, "Is Miss Awashima Mr. Kusanagi's girlfriend?"

"Well, that's not...at least not now."

I deciphered some other meanings from ten beams of tatara's pauses, and instantly made up the fate of the two people who couldn't fall in love because of their different positions. A story of a lover who was suffering through wind and rain was immediately completed in my mind. .

Of course, I can only think about this in my head. If I say it, Seri Awashima will be the first one to hit me—this sister is always strict at work.

If you find out that I arrange it in private.Definitely will be arranged for extra training.

I saw Seri Awashima and Izumo Kusanagi greet each other proficiently, then Seri Awashima put the big bowl of red bean paste he made on the bar counter of the bar with a bang, and the bar was closed because the red bean paste was too heavy Was shocked.

The smile on the corner of Kusanagi Izumo's mouth suddenly became very stiff, and he glanced around from the corner of his eye begging for help. We all felt guilty and avoided his gaze.

The next thing is to sell teammates’ time, which is very popular. The members of the red group started to find excuses to sneak out. Those who went to the bathroom went to the bathroom, those who said they wanted to take a bath went to take a shower, those who were sleeping went to sleep, and those who went out went out. No one was there. Willing to step forward and go to rescue Kusanagi Izumo - I guess they have seen the horror of Seri Awashima.

Before I left ruthlessly, I quietly told Kusanagi Izumo with my mouth - come on.

Then he cheered up from the bar with the flow of people.I stood outside the bar, typing away an email to Fushimi Saru Hiko.

[Yayoi: From now on, you are my partner. 】

He sent me a question mark, followed by a sentence - [What do you want to do? 】

[Yayoi: Don't do anything, I've taken a fancy to your technology, so let's treat it as a part-time job with me. 】

After replying to him, I pressed the phone off and put it in my pocket.

The next thing I want to go to is the third-rate gangster related to Hong Kong in the task that Osamu Dazai gave me.

Hong Kong...is Hong Kong again. I remember that the fact that Accelerator became a cargo also has something to do with Hong Kong.Human traffickers are also doing it now, and all fools know that there is definitely a connection between these two things.

But Osamu Dazai just sent me to do this task - I dare not say that this is just a coincidence.

This task was deliberately given to me after I discovered it.This man is so thoughtful that I can't see through him at all.

The gang's headquarters is in Shinjuku, Tokyo's famous red-light district.They don't just engage in human trafficking.At the same time, some black women were forced to engage in the flesh and blood business.

I don't plan to rush in directly, it's too easy to startle the snake.What if they killed all those girls?Although I don't value the lives of these people very much.But it's not a murderous demon.

In fact, in Shinjuku, even if you are an honest and innocent student girl, there will still be some people who claim to be scouts and trick you away by asking you to make a movie. A small action movie with color.

There are too many people wandering around in this kind of place, no one will check their identities carefully, of course it is very simple to hide.

This gangster was engaged in the skin and flesh business in a nightclub that looked very high-end. The neon signboard at the entrance was shining with colorful lights, and the rose-red lights were ambiguous and blurred.

Shinjuku is the city that never sleeps in Tokyo.

I glanced at the sign and confirmed that this was the place I was looking for.I looked down at my attire—white shirt, cyan pleated skirt, red knot at the neckline, I looked exactly like a high school girl.

I pretended to be a student girl who wanted to be a friend, went upstairs and explained the situation to the waiter shyly and timidly, and then a beautiful sister with heavy makeup took me to find their manager—the so-called old bustard. .

The eyes of this fat middle-aged greasy uncle made me feel uncomfortable, quite sticky and disgusting. I endured his eyes and looked at me from my face to my chest, waist, buttocks, and all the way to my legs.

In the end, he critically commented on me: "The face is not bad, but the figure... Forget it, you can stay."

What the hell do you mean you fat humanoid pig?

I kept smiling and tried my best to bear it, trying not to blow his head off with a violent blow on the spot.

"Can I start doing it today? It's my first time doing dating." I timidly asked the greasy uncle, "Well... I'm a little short of money."

The greasy middle-aged uncle froze for a moment, then laughed randomly, his face covered with fat, "Yes, of course you can. Wait for Chizi to take you to change clothes—Chizi!"

He yelled, and the beautiful sister who led me in just now took me to change clothes.

As we all know, the clothes in custom shops have never been normal.On the surface, it looks serious, but in fact it is very coquettish.

The beautiful sister took a look at my figure, and finally found me a dress that I could wear after spending a little time.This dress is pure white, not revealing the chest but is quite close-fitting.

The clothes covered the neck from the front, which seemed quite conservative, but the back was slit all the way to the tailbone. Because of the cheongsam element, the slits on both sides went all the way to the thighs, which was extremely exposed.

I followed Ms. Chi Zi into a room with a dazed face, where all kinds of Yingying and Yanyan were waiting, from small to large, from short to tall, from fat to thin, anyway, they all had one thing in common—beautiful and big breasts.

I glanced over their breasts one by one, and finally looked down at myself.

I'm closed.

They seemed quite familiar, and I seemed a little out of place sitting by myself.I lowered my head and listened carefully to what they were gossiping about.

After listening for a while, I summed up the main point - I have a distinguished guest today.

I sat there waiting quietly, and then I heard footsteps approaching from far away.There is also a greasy sound of flattery from the manager of the fat middle-aged uncle.

After the footsteps got closer, not only me, but also the girls in the same room heard the sound.When the footsteps were about to approach the door of the private room, they stood up very consciously.

I stood there with them, waiting for the so-called honored guests.

The manager of the middle-aged fat uncle opened the door for the distinguished guest very attentively, and the so-called distinguished guest walked in slowly.

I didn't feel anything, and looked up at the person who made the greasy manager so flattering without much interest.

Why is it so familiar...

This black top hat, black windbreaker and black vest, as well as the iconic ochre-colored hair, and a height of 1.6 meters who can't find a second one... who the hell is Zhongyuan Zhongye?

His expression was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect that I would be mixed up in the aid and dating.

He looked down, and his eyes fell on the extremely revealing clothes I was wearing.

I watched Nakahara Chuya's face slowly turn black, and my mind went blank.

There is no need to rescue it, my wind review is completely ruined.

The author has something to say: The car overturned twice in one day

Yayoi: Aid, make sisters

Zhong Ye: Female ticket holder

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Yayoi is really a beautiful girl!

my daughter must be beautiful

Red envelopes are distributed randomly in the customary comment area.

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Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles of Shuiqian Moyin;

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