That evening, a tired Yokoshima quietly returned to his humble rental house. Silently turn on the lights, boil water, and disassemble instant noodle bags.

While waiting for the water to boil, he was hungry and thirsty after a tiring day, but he only had a quarter of a piece of instant noodles for dinner, thinking that he still had to save money to buy pornographic magazines because of his lack of money before, so that he could not even eat a full cup of instant noodles for dinner......

Yokoshima tried to open his hands in front of him, and during the day, he carried a full 300 million yen on his shoulders from the Grand Bank of Venus all the way to a private airport on the outskirts of Tokyo......

300 million yen! If you say it, it is the maximum reward that Reiko Exorcism, the beauty god who works part-time, seeks after completing the commission; It's the words of the president Reiko Migami, and even if she follows the whole process and works hard, all she can get in the end is a pitiful hourly wage of 250 yen.

On the other hand, the harsh truth is that Reiko Migami, as the president, secretly stole the entire billion yen and put it into her private account in a Swiss bank by instructing the ghost Xiaojuan......

What about yourself? After a long day of hard work, it is only better than nothing, but the hourly salary is 250 yen! This TMD can't even afford the most ordinary and cheapest vegetables! So much so that I can only eat instant cup noodles every day to barely survive!!

How long will I have to endure this hellish embarrassment?!

When I think about this, Yokoshima always thinks about it - why don't you just change to a part-time job, even though we are still in the depression of the economic bubble that has not yet ended, but it is better to do anything than to work part-time at 250 yen an hour......

But why did you agree to this outrageous part-time job with a low salary in the first place? It's not because I covet the stunning face of the beauty god Reiko, as the saying goes-you can die under the flowers, and you can be a ghost.

Although Yokoshima is only 17 years old, he is completely troubled by the troubles of youth at this time. Compared with his classmates who are so sullen that they can only look at the pictures YY and hurt their friends, the girls in the same class who are pretentious but whose appearance falls below the lower limit but don't know it, their own families can get close and sometimes even die every day and have unlimited zero distance contact with the unattainable Stunning Queen, I really don't know how many troubled teenagers will be envious just by spreading it......

It is precisely this kind of welfare, which can even be said to be a fatal temptation, that will make me persist in suffering without regrets.

It's really inseparable, Yokoshima fell asleep depressed with a little sweet and sour, but more bitter and unspeakable. Poor him, even if he dreams of Zhou Gong, I am afraid that he will not be able to get rid of his troubles and troubles, so he can only continue to be entangled in the dream......

The next morning, Yokoshima, who had not slept peacefully, washed up listlessly and rushed to the Reiko Exorcism Office on the seventh floor of the Shangri-La Building in Ikebukuro, Toshima District.

Luckily, I also live near Ikebukuro, so I can get to and from "No. 11" every day, otherwise the bus fare alone would have made Yokoshima feel a lot of pain. Even the commuter fare for an hour of part-time work is not enough, and I am also drunk......

As for breakfast, let's forget about such extravagant things......

A quarter of the instant noodles that were put away separately last night were intended for today's dinner.

Actually, if it's possible, breakfast and lunch are still counted on stealing snacks in the office to solve the problem, and I believe that the gentle and kind ghost Xiaojuan will definitely help her. Yokoshima suddenly had a feeling that if the ghost Xiaojuan was not there or didn't help him one day, I was afraid that he might starve to death......

That's why the so-called wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, and the color is a steel knife that scrapes bones, and Yokoshima was eaten to death by this color word.

The troubles of youth! Youth!!!

As he walked, Yokoshima couldn't help but fall into self-pity and couldn't extricate himself, and when the depression and self-pity were intertwined with the increasingly unbearable hunger in his stomach, Yokoshima's emotions were out of control......

When Yokoshima raised his head to the sky and raised his arms and shouted, it did not attract resonance, but the eyes and whispers of idiots and ridicule from the passers-by around him.

"Look! In the morning, I can see such a late stage of middle and second disease, and I can see it......"

"Well, well, teenagers now, hopelessly!"

"Huh? I've heard that the dead house are not all night owls who stay up all night? How could it be so in broad daylight? ”

"You're not mistaken, dead houses are not addicts, and people occasionally come out in the morning to let off steam......"

Yokoshima, who vented to no avail but gained a body of ridicule from passers-by around him, finally sobered up a lot, and fortunately he was not late. In the boredom of riding the elevator upstairs, Yokoshima begins to evaluate the likelihood of success in trying to ask his boss, Reiko Migami, for a raise......

"Salary adjustments?" Reiko asked casually as she turned her attention away from the "Introduction to Black Magic" codex in her hand and turned to Yokoshima.

"That's right!" "The current salary is really bad, Miss Mijin" "In the whole of Tokyo, the outrageously low salary of 250 yen an hour makes it impossible to live.

I now work an hour, not to mention food and rent, and I can't even pay the commuting expenses, which is unbearable for me, and I strongly demand a salary increase! Yokoshima plucked up his courage and clenched his fists in an attempt to show his angry appeal, hoping that Her Majesty Miss Reiko Migami would notice her seriousness to the point of hysteria......

It's a pity, the next moment, the reply from the queen, Reiko Migami, was-

"Then, Yokoshima, you might as well resign." Reiko, the beautiful god who didn't care about the breeze, didn't even have the leisure to take a second look, and directly turned her attention back to the "Introduction to Black Magic" codex in her hand, well, it feels like a non-negotiable, love to stay, unhappy can get out of the indifferent attitude......

Yokoshima's previous efforts and performances were all done for the blind man.,It seems that the queen's beauty Reiko doesn't care about him at all.,It's just like abandoning a broom.,Treat it like a grass suke.。

"It's almost certain that this is the case, if you go in the door now to ask for a salary, the result will be nothing more than that" Yokoshima's expression was gloomy, and he felt sorry for himself outside the door of the Spirit Office on the seventh floor of the Shangri-La Building.

It turned out that all this was his own imagination when he walked outside the door of the office.