The supervisor does not die from a debt

"This, uh, what... uh... the department director can, how can I say..."

After organizing the language for a while, the supervisor didn't know what to say for a while.

Chino smiled softly and explained softly: "This is an allowed behavior... In fact, the unstable state will not completely improve in one day, so Miss Chris suggested that I... try to find, Do what you feel at ease."

She tilted her head slightly, and on her white face, the sapphire-like eyes seemed to be shining: "I found that...as long as you chat with your supervisor, you will be very happy...so, if you wish to apply, come here to visit you. ..."

So, the supervisor nodded, looked around, and suddenly stood up: "In fact, there is nothing to see in this office, and there is not even a chair. Come and sit down, I will think of a way—"

"Don't be so polite... But it's the first time I have seen such a working environment..."

Even though she said that, Tomono still couldn't help the supervisor's persistence. After thanking her very politely, she sat in a chair that was quite spacious for her. The residual heat was transmitted to her body through the light skirt, making Tomono feel in her heart. It's also warm.

Even the slightly unstable feeling is constantly being smoothed out.

The supervisor flattened the documents on the ground next to them, and then folded them about the same height as the chair, before sitting down cautiously, and observing the'control department supervisor' from an angle that Chino did not notice.

It's almost the same as in memory, but it's a little bit higher by visual inspection.But even so, sitting in a large swivel chair, she still couldn't get her toes on the ground, it looked like she was wrapped in a chair.

Chino looked at the turret robot that was very strange at first glance, and kept seeing the mugs on the table and the notebook full of handwriting.

Tomono asked curiously: "This is... [Big Daddy], do you want to supplement the observation record?"

"Well, I will complete the observation records of today and the previous one. Unfortunately, I will be off tomorrow and I cannot make the final observation of the anomaly. Therefore, some things cannot be recorded until the observation is over. Honestly, in order to write these things , I feel like my hand is breaking..."

The supervisor shook his right hand exaggeratedly, but his left hand held the cup of steaming coffee motionlessly.

Chino sat in a chair obediently and watched the supervisor taste the coffee he grinds and brewed. There was no trace of falsehood in that satisfied look, so she was also very happy.

After a while, after the supervisor finished a cup of coffee, Tomino jumped off the chair and reached out to take the cup with his hands. After placing it on the table, he suddenly asked a little cautiously: "That... supervisor, there is one thing. I want to ask you to help."

"It's okay, as long as I can help, I will do my best."

The superintendent's swaggering look caused Chino to wave his hand again and again, opening his eyes a little troubled: "Don't work so hard...just, that, supervisor...please stretch out your hand."

Following her request, the supervisor stretched out his hand suspiciously, and then he was held by two slightly cold, but weak, boneless hands.

…To be honest, this is probably the first time the supervisor has held hands with a girl, although the place is a bit wrong, the atmosphere is also quite strange, and the subject does not look like the same age.

Thinking about this, the supervisor hurriedly turned his head to look at the computer monitor next to him, and was relieved when he found that Christina was not there.

No, why should you breathe a sigh of relief, and it's just a commission from the other party-the supervisor shook his head and asked nervously, "How is it, did you find anything?"

Tomono didn't let go of his hand, and nodded earnestly: "Um... very useful... if possible, let me hold your hand like this for ten...no, five minutes?"

It's just holding hands, no problem, so the supervisor stood up: "Don't say five minutes, five hours is fine for me, so sit down first, take your time, don't worry."

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183. Even if the work changes, the process still cannot be changed

Soon, the supervisor found a more suitable way, and he pulled the chair aside so that Chino could sit down.Then scratched his head.

"Just this is enough? No need for anything else, rituals, mantras, or reading an article that relaxes the mind or something?"

"It's not that complicated... Director, it's too easy for you to make simple things complicated..."

Chino's expression changed very slightly, but in fact she kept smiling slightly after entering the room.She really likes this kind of heartfelt, peace of mind and trust.

The supervisor scratched his head, glanced at the coffee cup, and suddenly opened the drawer under the long table: "It's just a bit boring to sit. I just bought a bunch of snacks. Would you like to eat it?"

After a glance, it was all high-calorie, abundant, and sugary foods, Chino frowned slightly: "That...couldn't it be that the supervisor, during work breaks, he eats these..."

"Huh? I think it's delicious. After all, if you continue to work, you will definitely have no time to apply for lunch, so you can just make do with it-anyway, even if there is a health problem, Chris will say it, right."

Tomino sighed: "It's like this... But I still feel that you need to manage your life rules seriously... Well, I seem to be a little used to planning, because I have been the director of the control department for a long time..."

At this moment, the wall of the screen suddenly moved by itself, and it slowly dimmed, and then, the stereoscopic projection of Ling Xian'walked' out of the wall of the screen.

"Although you should be very tired from today's work, the fatigue is only a mental feedback. I hope you can cheer up a little bit and complete today's physical training, which is of great benefit to you."

As serious as always, when he finished speaking, Ling Xian's stereoscopic projection blinked and tilted his head-I just didn't notice that the person sitting in the chair had been replaced by Tomino.

She paused for a while, and the ears on her head shook: "Miss Chris, you have passed your application to meet the supervisor?"

"Yeah...Miss Chris said, if I think this behavior can speed up the smoothing speed... it will pass." Tomino continued to hold the supervisor's hand, his eyes swayed with the bunny ears on the top of Lingxian's head, looking a little bit The look of envy.

Although it is not a real rabbit, it is also great.

Ling Xian walked across the table, leaned down and looked down at Tomano’s eyes, and then his tone became a little relaxed: “Indeed, it’s much better than before. It seems that sometimes, intuitively is also a solution...but, can Pause for a while, it won't take long."

"Ah... Of course it doesn't matter, then... Director, can you wait a while and let me hold your hand?"

The supervisor scratched his head: "No, my personal suggestion is, can I just forget it today... I'm really tired, heart tired."

"But your body is not moving. Please don't make any excuses. This is for your own good, not to embarrass you on purpose."

Ling Xianyi's words made the supervisor have to stand up, reluctantly let go of Tomano's hand, and then turned weakly and walked towards the corner.

Even if it's only twenty minutes, that's a sentence...

Chino carefully pushed down the table, turned himself to face the supervisor, and suddenly put his hands on his chest and made a fist: "Although, although I don't know what to say...but, supervisor, that... Come on?"

"No matter what kind of training it is, let go! I'm ready!"

Director, suddenly felt full of power in his body.

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Obviously, the supervisor is trying hard, because he is facing the wall now and running with his feet constantly-not that he did it voluntarily, but that he chose to improve his physical fitness this way.

Metal rings with various functions are buckled everywhere on the body to give various stimuli when running. The entire process is supervised by Lingxian, and strengthened medicines are put in a fixed amount on time to ensure maximum efficiency.

It was the first time that Chino saw this type of exercise. The supervisor was like a barbecue strung by various needles and metal-assisted exercise facilities, running wildly on a Vientiane treadmill, and above his head, there was a conspicuous one. Countdown sign.

The whole equipment is full of some indescribable rough style. If Suzusen tried to reduce those thick pipelines to make it look advanced, Tomono would doubt that it was removed from an external war machine.

"That... the supervisor's expression looks painful... is it okay..."

Ling Xian looked down at the form in his hand and nodded earnestly: "Don't worry, everything is under control. Take this opportunity to talk to me a little bit. After the short-term contact just now, are there any new changes? "

As the stereo projection is used now, Suzusen can't touch Tomano, so she can only stand beside her and pay attention to the physical condition of the supervisor while pulling out a more detailed form to monitor Tomano's condition.