"No! I'm not!

"Pig Hand-kun" originally took the three subordinates behind him and walked over to the several large cardboard boxes left by the "Jujiujun" side, but because he was suddenly called out of his real name, his legs were weak in fright, and his fat body knelt on the ground with a pop.

"You're mistaken!"

Pig Shoujun, who collapsed to the ground, screamed like a slaughtered pig: "I'm not Yamashita Nisuke!

The three subordinates behind Pig Hand Jun were speechless for a while, it's really helpless to have such a team leader on the stall, you just seemed to admit it, right?

If it weren't for the organization that this dead fat man joined first, his status level would be much higher than theirs, so he didn't want to admit that he was the other party's subordinate, and he always felt a little embarrassed.

"Don't scream, do you want to wake up the neighbors?"

Jujiujun reluctantly turned on the flashlight he was carrying, and first shone on the pig hand-kun who collapsed on the ground.

After confirming it, he shone his face with a flashlight again: "I'm Jiro Kikuchi!"

"Yamashita?"

The screams of killing pigs suddenly stopped.

Yamashita Nisuke, who was wearing a mask on his face, but couldn't cover his fat face at all, said sluggishly, "How could it be you? How do you know it's me?"

"I knew it was you!"

Glancing at Yamashita Nisuke's obese body, Jiro Kikuchi rolled his eyes, is it useful for you to wear a mask at this figure?

Do you think if you put a band-aid on a pizza, people won't recognize you as a flatbread?

"The person in charge of the area around Ni-chome, who else is bored enough to do so much except you?"

Jiro Kikuchi complained: "It's just a simple delivery task, but you want to make it the same as a drug deal." ”

"Aren't I afraid of being discovered?"

Seeing that it was an acquaintance, Yamashita Nisuke, codenamed "Pig Hand", breathed a sigh of relief, tore off the mask on his face and wiped a cold sweat, struggled twice but couldn't get up because he was too fat.

"You're going to make it more noticeable, right?"

"It's just a batch of clothes, or is it the same style as those cosplay clothing stores, and even the manufacturers are the same, what's there to hide?"

Jiro Kikuchi couldn't help but complain: "I don't know, I think you're trading arms!"

As he spoke, he also glanced at the three subordinates behind Yamashita Nisuke, and his face was full of sympathy: "When you meet such a cowardly and useless leader of the dead fat house, you must have worked hard, right?"

The three of them, who were told by Jiro Kikuchi that their faces were full of concern, but they were not good at complaining in front of their direct bosses, so they had to lower their heads and hide their smiles.

"Let's go, let's help you move your things to your house, and then we can try to organize the costumes as well. ”

"It's also a shame that you can figure out how lazy you are to put the trading place on the roof of the building where you live?"

Kikuchi Jiro said as he couldn't help but complain: "What if the transaction is really contraband, and the police find out where are you going to run?

Yamashita Nisuke smiled dryly, and together with his subordinates, he picked up several large cardboard boxes brought by Jiro Kikuchi and the others, and the group took the elevator back to their home on the 15th floor of the residential building.

"This is the first time I've received the goods, and I'm nervous if I haven't experienced it!"

While instructing his men to go down to the refrigerator and bring drinks for everyone, Yamashita Nisuke, who was slumped on the tatami mat and wiping a cold sweat, complained, "Isn't this afraid that there will be some accidents, or is it simply a trap laid by the police?"

"You used your house as a meeting place to take a few steps less, what else is there to be afraid of?"

"Now there are more than 100,000 F-level hermits like us, and they are doing simple F-level tasks. ”

Kikuchi Jiro looked at his friend's pig-like home, and couldn't help but complain: "Don't say that the law is not responsible, even if you deliver the goods in front of the police, what can you do? Because you bought a hundred cosplay costumes and arrested you? If you are timid, you just say it!"

Yamashita Nisuke, who was complained about by his friends, shrugged and stopped talking, and the six subordinates behind the two wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh.

Although the hermit will not have requirements in this regard, at least no requirements for members of their level, the class system of Fusang society is still very strict, and they naturally substitute the class system into it, and maintain a certain respect for their superiors.

In fact, Yamashita Nisuke and Kikuchi Jiro have not been in the hermit club for a long time.

No, to be precise, they don't officially join the Hermit Society at this time.

Because they are still in the stage of review and assessment, they are considered trainees, not even reserves.

The last time they received the information about the selection at the izakaya, they were still scared for a few days, but when they received the news of the mission, they found that they were only asked to complete some extremely simple tasks, such as delivering to a certain place, placing an order, signing for and forwarding items, and so on, so they dared to start trying.

But they soon discover that these bizarre and sometimes inexplicable missions are not dangerous at all.

Sometimes they don't even need to do anything, just place an order to buy something through their mobile phone or computer, or sign for a courier, send goods to a certain location, etc., and don't break the law and don't need them to risk their lives.

When they earn mission points by completing tasks, they can use them to increase their status level, or simply exchange these mission points directly into cash as a reward for completing tasks.

At the level they can reach, they only know how to complete an F-level task, and depending on the difficulty level of the task, they can get rewards ranging from 1, 2, 5, 10, 20, 50, and 100, with a minimum of 1 point and a maximum of 100 points.

You only need to consume 10 points to promote yourself to F-level [Lower Hidden Crowd], consume 100 points to upgrade to F-level [Hidden Public], 1000 points is F+ level [Upper Hidden Public], and if you don't want to improve your status, you can exchange 1 point for 1000 Fuso Coins as a reward.

With an average monthly income of 20~300,000 yen for the working class of Fuso, 1,000 yen for 1 point is quite a lot, after all, the hourly wage of the vast majority of white-collar workers is only about 1,000 yen.

However, to complete an F-level task with 1 point, it may only take a few minutes to sign for a courier, or to run a trip to deliver a certain piece of goods, if you have time to brush tasks, it is not impossible to brush dozens of tasks in a day, that is tens of thousands of yen of income!