Chapter 15
"I have a slight headache and wanted to ask Miss Sugawara if she has any painkillers." Jin said weakly, leaning against the door to support himself.
This little action did not escape Chanyuan Shen'er's eyes. He suddenly remembered that the young man had just been in a car accident.
"If you feel uncomfortable, I'll call 120 for you." Chanyuan Shen'er said. He didn't want to get himself involved if anything happened to this kid.
Jin shook his head. This body of his was made by Miss Sugawara. What if he went to the hospital for an examination and found something abnormal and was detained?
"Shin'er-kun, do you know where the medicine box is?" Jin asked.
Zen Yuan is a little worried. What if this guy can't read and eats the wrong thing?
"This painkiller will take effect within 20 minutes. Take two pills first." Chanyuan Shener said after reading the instructions.
Out of caution, Zenyuan Shener decided to wait until the boy recovered before going back to sleep.
Not sure if it was the placebo effect or if the drug really worked on the cyborg, Jin felt a little better and then shivered again. He began to feel cold.
Zenyuan Shener came back again with a very sour look on his face.
So when Sugawara Yoshiyo dragged her tired body back home after work, she saw a scene of harmonious interaction: Jin was sitting on the sofa wrapped in a quilt, and Zenin Shin'er handed a hot mug to the table next to him.
Zenin, who had been a caretaker for the entire night for no apparent reason, frowned and sat down on a chair at the bar, looking at Sugawara Yoshiyo, who hadn't returned home all night, and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"
Sugawara Yoshiyo, who was dizzy from reading the materials, raised her head and glanced at the boy who was wrapped tightly in a small quilt and had fallen asleep, and the young man in front of her who seemed rare and reliable.
Yoshiyo Sugawara, a corporate slave who had been working overtime all night, smiled with satisfaction: "I'm glad you two are getting along so well."
Zen Yuan Shen'er was puzzled: "Who wants to hear this?"
Zenyuan Shen'er observed the woman in front of him: her eyes were so red that it didn't seem like she had been crying but rather because she had rubbed them too hard, and her pants had deep wrinkles at her wrists and knees.
Zenyuan Shener said uncertainly: "Have you been caught and taken to work illegally somewhere?"
Sugawara Yoshiyo looked at the gradually rising sun and said with a choked voice, "I needed to finish up a task a while ago, so I worked overtime all night."
The god of death cannot die again, which means that Sugawara Yoshiyo, who walks the world as an employee of the Death Office, will not die suddenly again due to overwork or harsh working environment such as 007.
The Death Service is a government agency, and the tradition of Japanese government agencies is: shameless and using people to the point of death.
The feeling of grievance completely erupted after working overtime all night. Sugawara Yoshiyo controlled her voice and burst into tears: "Work is so tiring, I don't want to go to work."
After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time that Chanyuan Shener saw this optimistic guy so broken down.
Zenyuan Shener did not offer a handkerchief, but took two steps forward and said: "If you are very tired, you can rest on my chest for a while."
With tearful eyes, Sugawara Yoshiyo looked at the full and coveted chest and pounced on it, hugging the muscular waist tightly.
A wet feeling soon appeared in his chest, and along with the hot air exhaled while sobbing, Zenyuan even felt two streams of warmth spreading in his chest.
She stretched out her hand and tightened it. Zenyuan Shener sighed and touched the top of her head and said in a coaxing tone: "Jia Shi-san also worked very hard today. It was really hard work."
The woman, who had buried her head in Zenyuan Shen'er's chest, responded with an indistinguishable sob and a trembling back: "Part-time work is so hard, how about taking a break for a while?"
Sugawara Yoshiyo shook her head with a sad look on her face: "I need to work."
As for Zenyuan Shener himself, he would never choose such a hard job with little reward. Why does Jiashi work so hard?
Chanyuan didn't understand at all, but that didn't stop him from lovingly wiping the wet face that looked up at him with his thinly calloused thumb: "Take a vacation, I have money to support you."
Sugawara Yoshiyo shook her head. Most modern people work to exchange their labor for remuneration, but she works simply to survive.
Because reality requires a god of death who has the ability to bring back stranded souls, Sugawara Yoshiyo can stand here.
These cannot be told to others. This is a clause in the labor contract.
Even so, Sugawara Yoshiyo still felt a little touched when she saw this bastard in front of her who was staying at her house but was disobedient and went out to rob other people during the mission.
Sugawara Yoshiyo felt that it was mainly because Zenin Jiner's chest was really strong and elastic, which made people feel safe and secure...
Sugawara Yoshiyo sighed and buried her face again.
When the sun rises, the Yang energy is strong. Jin finally comes out of the negative state of headache and cold hands and feet. He stands up and sees a strange scene.
Jinji-kun, who was sitting at the bar with his back to him, kept swinging his arms, and Miss Sugawara, with only her legs exposed.
The difference in body shape and height made Jin confused for a moment. He wanted to go up and ask, but he saw the young man with his back to him pointing his finger in the direction behind him, signaling him to leave.
Jin realized that he shouldn't be here. He looked at the alarm clock and decided to make breakfast.
By the time Sugawara Yoshiyo had let out all her emotions, the air was already filled with the aroma of fried potatoes and mushrooms.
When Sugawara Yoshiyo walked into the kitchen with an ice pack on her eyes, she saw the diligent boy pouring the heated canned food into a plate of scrambled eggs with butter.
It was the first time for Chanyuan Shen'er to eat tomatoes and soybeans for breakfast. He took a tentative bite and then chose to eat the sausages and bacon on the side.
Yoshiyo Sugawara realized that she had not found anything useful after working overtime all night, but there was a clue about Jin on the dining table: Jin prepared a traditional English breakfast.
The two people at the table noticed that Sugawara Yoshiyo's expression had changed from gloomy to cheerful. The boy and the young man looked at each other, with the same look of confusion on their faces.
Zenyuan Shener touched his chin and said, "Why don't we go to the supermarket and buy two cans of tomatoes and soybeans today?"
Yoshiyo Sugawara didn't know how to sketch, so she decided to find a nearby studio to draw a portrait and post it online to post a missing person notice.
Yoshiyo Sugawara, who was about to go out again, was stopped by two tenants.
The tall young man simply blocked her way and looked surprised: "You worked all night and you don't sleep after get off work, where are you going?"
"Strictly speaking, it's not time to get off work now," said Yoshiyo Sugawara.
"As long as I don't leave work, I don't have to go to work. Is that what you mean?" Zenyuan Shen'er had a complicated expression: "What kind of idiot are you?"
The breed is a civil servant in the underworld. Sugawara Yoshiyo curled her lips and said, "I'll be back soon."
Jin, looking worried, overheard their conversation and brought over a fragrant bone china cup. "Ms. Sugawara, although you can't escape work, you should take a break and give yourself some time to rest."
The black tea brewed by the boy smelled fragrant, his voice was gentle and his words were careful, but he didn't know the world of office workers.
"I'm not a person with great endurance. If I compare work to a marathon, I'm the type of person who won't be able to reach the finish line if I stop," said Yoshiyo Sugawara with great self-awareness.
"But even in a marathon race, there are supply stations for runners to rest." Chanyuan pushed the shaken girl onto the sofa without allowing any room for argument.
The sofa was soft and the black tea was delicious. Even □□ couldn't make her go to work in high spirits. After a full meal, Sugawara Yoshiyo felt so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingertips.
Resting before completing the work made Sugawara Yoshiyo feel a little uneasy. With the thought in her mind that she was just taking a break and would work harder after waking up, she looked at the young man and boy who were observing her and said, "If it were you, how would you find someone whose information is completely non-existent?"
Chanyuan Shen'er touched his chin and said, "As long as you're alive, you'll leave traces. If you can't find it openly, you can look for it in places that specialize in selling information."
Jin thought seriously for a moment and said the answer he had in mind: "If it's me, I'll probably be psychic."
After Jin finished speaking, he noticed that the lazy Jiner-kun was looking at him with a strange look.
The black-haired, black-eyed young man Jin felt a little uncomfortable being looked at, but he spoke very fluently: "Using psychic means to summon the soul of the person you are looking for, is there anything wrong with this method?"
Zenyuan Shen'er looked at the young man, who didn't know what he had said wrong, and shook his head, with a look of curiosity: "That is indeed a method, but can souls from anywhere be summoned?"
"In theory, as long as the soul of the summoned person is not destroyed, he can be summoned through the spirit particle no matter where he is in the world," Jin said.
The young man introduced these things seriously, as if the simplest common sense existed in his brain.
The word "medium" made Sugawara Yoshiyo lose all her sleepiness. She looked at the boy as if she was looking at a gift package that fell from the sky.
Sugawara Yoshiyo had also seen psychics, but they were all guys with special abilities or spells. Their methods were numerous but had nothing to do with the "soul".
The young man in front of him was still able to use his spiritual power to create a "world" for souls to reside in after his death. Perhaps he really was a medium who could summon spirits.
Sugawara Yoshiyo thought of his incredibly thick to-do list and smiled at the boy before him. "Perhaps attempting a spiritual descent yourself would help you recover your memories. I have a list of names here. Would you like to try it?"
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The author has something to say:
There are so many things to do when I return to the village for the New Year.
When I was little, I was happy to receive red envelopes. But when I grow up, I am not so happy anymore.
If this chapter doesn't look happy, dbq
Pick 50 poor people who are tired of celebrating the New Year like me and enjoy the breast-burying service of Heaven and Tyrant~
There are also red envelopes in today's comment area -3-
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