"Miss Megishin and Mr. Hongzhong have already registered the team for the two of them."

At the front desk of the bar in Yinyangliao, the receptionist lady handed out a copy of the application form for forming a team:

"From now on, the two of you will be eligible to accept special cooperation commissions, and I wish you all good luck."

Qinggong Eliza took the copy and looked at it twice, and asked again: "Excuse me, please help me find a C-level commission in Tokyo, the more points, the better." ”

"Okay, that's going to match you." The counter receptionist began to operate the tablet skillfully.

Kyushu Cheng hurriedly asked: "We only finished a commission yesterday, and we are looking for a new task?" ”

"It's not like you don't know, I need more points." Eliza moved her ten fingers in a bored manner, and her tone was slightly provocative:

"What, you can't stand this kind of work?"

"I don't care, I'm short of money anyway." Makoto Kyushu sat down on the bar and exhaled:

"Anyway, you are my seniors at work, so I will take care of it more in the future."

"Just don't drag me back~" Eliza turned her face and snorted smugly.

After a few moments, the receptionist at the counter pointed the computer screen at the two people: "Please look at this commission, are you two interested?" ”

"Retreat to the Earth Binding Spirit at a certain crossroads in Edogawa District, C Intermediate Mission?"

Eliza immediately leaned her head over, regardless of whether it would collide with Makoto Kyushu's forehead:

"What do you think, Hongzhong?"

According to the commission, there was a car accident at this intersection that killed all the family. The owner of the car was involved in a hit-and-run and his whereabouts are still unknown. Presumably, the souls and obsessions of the deceased remain here, hence the creation of the Earthbound Spirit.

This earthbound spirit has already intimidated many passers-by and injured one person, so it is rated as an aggressive "mad spirit".

"Since it's a big road, trucks can drive directly over it." Kyushu Cheng nodded: "The task is very suitable, we took it." ”

After receiving the commission, Kyushu Cheng made an appointment with the front desk for the "spiritual weapon customization service".

After several negotiations, Kyushu Cheng decided to hire someone to help him make a sword box, and then the two left the Yin Yang Liao together.

"Intelligence says that the Earthbound Spirit only appears after eleven o'clock in the evening." Qinggong Eliza looked at the time on her mobile phone, and commanded to herself:

"It's half past six, and we'll gather at the mission site at nine o'clock."

"Can it be later?" Kyushu Cheng put his hands in his pockets and asked, "I have something to do later, so I have to go to Shinjuku first." ”

"What's the matter?" Eliza slowly frowned.

"I'm going to my store manager and resign from him. I've taken a few days off work recently, so I might as well go ahead and make it clear. Makoto Kyushu pinched his chin and thought:

"It's rush hour, and big trucks can't get into Shinjuku, so you have to take public transportation. I'll have to buy some gifts, preferably a fruit basket or snack box, and I'll be there at 10 o'clock. ”

"That's a lot." Eliza held her forehead and sighed softly, and took out the car keys casually: "Get in the car, I'll send you over." ”

"Oh, can you?" Makoto Kyushu was taken aback.

"I'm just afraid that you're too inkblot and you're delaying time." Eliza opened the car door and urged:

"I'll be your driver, and you'll be grateful. Get in the car! ”

The sports car drove all the way to Shinjuku Kamurocho and stopped at two streets in front of the public relations bar "Tokyo Gensokyo".

"Let's stop here." Kyushu Cheng held the fruit basket he bought by the way in his arms and commanded.

"It's all here, why don't you just send you to the door of the store?" Eliza raised her eyebrows and asked lightly.

"I'm a high school student who was so poor that I went to work in a public relations shop and was suddenly sent to quit by a woman in a sports car, what do you think they would think?" Kyushu Makoto shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"I see, you really want to save face~" Qinggong Eliza let out a long sigh of helplessness and pulled the handbrake: "Then I'll wait for you here." ”

Makoto Kyushu came to the store. At this time, work has begun here, and the cowherds are talking and laughing with the female guests.

"Oh, it's Koharu!" A cowherd recognized Kyushu Cheng and hurriedly came up to say hello: "Recently, you have often asked for leave, have you encountered any trouble?" ”

"It's okay, you've worked hard." Makoto Kyushu asked gently, "Is the store manager here?" ”

"Yes, he's in the staff lounge!" The cowherd saw Kyushu Cheng carrying a fruit basket, and suddenly vaguely guessed something: "I'll take you over to find him!" ”

"Thank you."

The two of them went to the lounge backstage, where the manager of Saito was standing in front of the mirror, concentrating on applying hairspray to his hair.

"Good evening, Mr. Saito!" Makoto Kyushu greeted politely.

Mr. Saito continued to stare at himself in the mirror, brushing his hair back with a comb.

"Your kid has been taking leave lately, what are you doing?" Five seconds later, the store manager said in a serious tone.

Makoto Kyushu unhurriedly put the fruit basket next to the store manager and said as calmly as possible:

"I recently got a nice regular part-time job, so I'd like to quit from you."

In order to reassure the store manager, Kyushu Makoto also deliberately took out a "work certificate".

The work certificate said that he was working as an intern in a regular company, and he looked very tall - the members of the Yinyang Liao Association had forged such a work certificate so that they could explain it to others.

Mr. Saito slowly lowered his comb, turned his head to stare at him stunned, and glanced at the contract in his hand again.

"Regular work?" Store manager Saito sneered: "Then what are you doing here?" You're not a regular employee here. ”

"But the manager of Saito took such good care of me and risked breaking the law to let me work, so I have to thank me personally." Makoto Kyushu stood up and bowed his head seriously.

Store Manager Saito's eyes glanced at the fruit basket sent by Makoto Kyushu, and asked thoughtfully, "Fruit isn't cheap, is it?" ”

"It's okay, it's a little bit of my care, please accept it from store manager Saito." Kyushu Makoto sincerely said:

"If you need help in the future, the store manager can also contact me, and I will do my best to repay you."

Hearing this, the store manager Saito was a little annoyed, and waved his hand at him continuously:

"What are you kidding, who needs help from a stinky little imp like you? Now that you've got a job, get out of here, you don't need it here! ”

“… I see," Makoto Kyushu sighed and said, "Then I wish the store manager a prosperous business." ”

"Also, take the fruit basket away." Manager Saito glanced at the fruit basket with indifferent eyes again:

"We're a PR club, not a funeral shop, are you laughing at me for giving away this kind of thing?"

"This is my heart, and I ask the store manager not to embarrass me." Makoto Kyushu wasn't annoyed, just smiled.

After all the words that should be conveyed were finished, Kyushu Makoto did not intend to stay for long, so he turned around and left this place.

It is always said that nine out of ten cowherds in Shinjuku are fraudsters and one is a murderer.

But whether it is the declining child "Kyushu Cheng" in the previous life, or the "Chen Kyushu" after the crossing, they all rely on the kindness of the "former Cowherd" store manager.

Because of this, no matter how far he goes in the future, he hopes to continue to be friends with Mr. Saito.

Maybe a few years later, Kyushu Makoto will meet him in this bar, have a drink with him, and be taught a few words by him in a pretentious gesture.

Just when Kyushu Cheng was about to walk out of the staff lounge, there was a cold sentence from the store manager behind him:

"Hey, you kid! Will you be admitted to university in the future? ”

Makoto Kyushu paused and replied, "I will!" ”

This may be a lie, but in this case, he thinks it is best to answer.

"I'll kill you if you can't get into college, stinky little ghost!" The manager of Saito roared in a dull voice and did not speak again.

"Don't worry, manager." Makoto Kyushu closed the door for him: "Take care." ”

“.”

After Makoto Kyushu left, a cowherd walked into the staff lounge and exclaimed, "Koharu resigned? ”

"Let him go." The manager of Saito returned to his usual poker face and pointed to the fruit basket on the table:

"These fruits, take them and share them with everyone."

"Oh! Thank you store manager! The cowherd nodded in thanks, picked up the fruit basket and left.

After finishing speaking, the manager of Saito pinched his forehead and sighed again.

His mind inexplicably went back to a year ago, when a member of the underworld of the Golden Ghost Group came to the store to drink and chattered to him about his experience when collecting debts.

"The couple absconded after incurring huge gambling debts, and left their son in high school at home to die."

The underworld man deliberately spoke in a very funny tone, and was still slapping the table and laughing:

"Hahaha, guess what? That kid was so funny that he actually threw himself on his knees, hugged my leg and said, "Please, don't sell me to a fishing boat, I want to go to college!" Even if I die, I don't want to be like my parents!" Hahaha! Aha! It's so hilarious! Aha! You're smiling, Saito! ”

“.” Manager Saito wiped his wine glass without saying a word, and said in a thoughtful manner:

"I'm short of a waiter here, so call him over and give it a try."

"Hey, you're crazy, aren't you? That kid is underage, you're going to get in trouble! The underworld man immediately stopped laughing and looked at him strangely: "Do you want to help him?" No way? ”

"Don't guess, it's just that there's just a shortage of waiters." The manager of Saito frowned and said irritably, "Besides, it seems that it is not bad to buy a "young waiter" as a point. ”

"Haha, don't make excuses~ Mr. Saito actually started to be a good person?" The underworld man patted him on the shoulder and joked:

"You used to deceive a large number of women to the bankruptcy of Shinjuku's top brand cowherd!"

"......" Store Manager Saito frowned helplessly, and after a moment of silence, he spoke irritably:

"Long-winded."

(End of chapter)