The supervisor does not die from a debt

Tomino held the clothes guiltily, and felt quite complicated after hearing the supervisor say this: "But... in this way, Miss Mercury Lantern's view of the supervisor has finally changed, and it will be reduced to a freezing point..."

"Say, don’t care, I have another way, let’s go... Wait, I’ll think about it, the one I’ve seen in the company so far, who is very good at manual work, yes, the one at Nepjiya’s house It’s Novaru, she seems to know how to make clothes from the name, so it’s okay to leave it to her."

Why use names to understand what others are good at!

Chino blinked, then smiled slightly: "Um...I understand, then I will go to Miss Nepujiya first, and I will be back later, and that is, if Miss Mercury Lantern is always angry, I still want Tell her, it's actually me..."

"Okay, that's it, go and come back, I'm still waiting for Tomino to play some cooperative games happily."

Beside the supervisor, Futaba nodded vigorously: "Don't worry! Although I never told my brother, but that person is really good at tailoring, so don't worry, Tomono, it won't take too much time!"

With Futaba's information, Tomono finally nodded in relief, called the elevator to come over and left quickly, and then the office became quiet again, leaving only the BGM in the game the supervisor was playing.

"Brother, always do some unexpected things, but if you carry all the pots on your body, you may end up being sacrificed as a sacrifice."

Futaba said this suddenly, and was rubbed his head vigorously by the supervisor, and uttered a mournful cry.

"Where did you learn that word? And it's not a bad idea. It's just a matter of taking the responsibility on yourself. Tomono's kindness turned out to do something wrong. In fact, it is not a big deal, compared to letting His Highness Hgure right. Chino is dissatisfied, why not let me continue to accumulate so-called ill feelings, maybe what hidden plot can be triggered?"

Futaba looked at the supervisor curiously, and wanted to know what the so-called hidden plot was in the supervisor's mouth.

"Ah... it's nothing. For example, when I was sleeping in the middle of the night, a scary puppet came with a kitchen knife and struck me sixteen times in the neck. It sounds scary, right?"

For the current supervisor, it is impossible for ordinary blades or iron tools to cause harm to him, but he obviously does not have this self-consciousness...but it does not matter, the supervisor will understand after all that those out-of-conventional training have been given to him. How much improvement.

Author's message:

PS: ...I just remembered to apply for a recommendation on Thursday, ah, it's over...

PS4: ...So, continue to ask for tickets for the blade, don't miss it when you pass by——

685. What kind of wizard trainer is he called if he doesn't go all out!

After that, the supervisor didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He just chewed on the snacks that Futaba had brought, and then played the box-walking game that has passed many times and is now looking for a new feel.

The stronger the protagonist, the uglier they will look. Even the monsters appear in a disgusting and cute appearance. In addition to the BGM, it is generally a bit disgusting game.

Futaba crackled on the keyboard, but his eyes were looking at the supervisor's monitor: "This game, I feel that the kernel is very bad, although I have re-organized the program structure, but... I don't understand it at all."

"Don't try to understand, because this game is like this, and to be honest, the kernel is actually just a pre-death fantasy that suffocates himself in a box."

While the supervisor said this, he would kill the boss who had torn apart his face, and continue to enter the downward passage, and beside the two of them, the Mercury Lamp unexpectedly did not last long this time and shut itself down and was already sitting in a chair. On it.

That's right, it was a chair made by Chino on the table with her own characteristics. She seemed to like it, and she could even taste yogurt with a small spoon happily.

"Idiot human, want to deceive me with that kind of superficial lies, it is ten thousand years earlier, and don't forget, the box is not so soundproof, because you are so sensible to take the responsibility on yourself. ..."

The mercury lamp waved the small spoon, and snorted after thinking about it: "And compared to that one of my favorite clothes, that kid named Tomono... It's nothing, forget it, anyway, you better pray that I can't get myself back. The power of this, otherwise, be prepared and become a giant feather duster!"

The supervisor moved his fingers and whispered after cleaning the current room: "So does the chicken feather mean..."

Then at the moment the mercury lamp opened its wings, he pulled the chair and blocked Futaba, who was completely unknowing, in front of him. After that, he waited without guilt until the end of the feather attack and helped Futaba to remove the black feathers from his body. .

"Even Futaba, I am quite dissatisfied with my brother's behavior of using me to block the knife...Bah, baah, I was still saying before that I should take the responsibility on myself. Could it be that I was treated differently? !"

The supervisor shrugged and took a few feathers from Futaba’s arm: "How can we say that we treat them differently? Actually, this is an expression of trust. You see, sisters are relatives, right? People close to you should share responsibilities, right? I am responsible for annoying His Royal Highness Mercury. You are responsible for resisting the feather attack that looks more gorgeous, isn't it very cost-effective."

What he said was reasonable, but Futaba didn't intend to be fooled at all. She stretched out her hands and stood on the chair to pull the supervisor's cheeks forcefully: "Fantasy words are not valid for me who is proficient in intelligence analysis!"

"Ah? Really, then you have to use force, right, okay, let's fight a 1V1 chaos, with three life limits, how about I let you have one hand!"

Although there is a huge amount of work to do every day, Futaba is indeed working hard to improve his game ability, and it is quite effective. In the local area network community built for employees, Futaba is [] like this The name of, hit everyone out of the game!

"Hmph, it seems that I was underestimated by my brother. Since I want to get a hand, then every time I lose a game, I promise my brother a small condition... Well, I declare in advance that I can’t Too much!"

The supervisor shrugged and handed the controller over: "While saying that he can win, he restricts the conditions. Futaba, this is actually an expression of unconfidence, right?"

"Heh heh heh, this is the so-called'one-size-fits-all strategy'. On the premise of believing that oneself can win, and leave a way out for oneself, both the company and I believe that this level must be achieved to be prepared Oh~"

Futaba hummed happily and took over the handle.

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The Mercury Lantern has always believed that this person called the supervisor can always make himself jump back and forth on a boundary line, which will make people feel inexplicably moved and trusted for a while, and wait for him to be beaten to death by pressing him on the ground.

No, maybe it's the extent to which he was killed and then pulled up, cured and then killed - as he is now, he is ruthlessly using his smooth operation and exerting his abilities on the handle.

......Push the girl who seems to be very powerful who is calling him'brother', and rub the character that he is operating on the ground.

But they seem to be quite happy... Mercury Lantern lowered his head and looked at his hands, then turned the chair around, and began to worry about Chino inexplicably.

It’s not that she is worried about her clothes, but because Mercury Lantern herself also knows that the workmanship of the suit is quite complicated. According to the information she has gathered from reading various documents and manuals for so many days, she wants to sew like that. A piece of clothing, perhaps Chino will be made difficult by others-human beings are diverse, both good and bad.

Relatively speaking, the supervisor did not mind at all. First of all, it was the Nepujiya family, and everyone cared for Chino, so there was no need to worry about it... So he had no hesitation in using the name of the princess of fruit. The pink demon operated by Futaba played off the court.

"Wow... it's obviously not like this when secretly rehearsing with the employees, why can my brother always spot the flaws..."

The supervisor shook his hand: "Actually, let's not mention that first, I found that we all seem to have forgotten someone... Look, Aoba is still asleep, do you want to call her up first?"

What he was talking about was that he had also been scattered by feathers before, and then, with the help of the robotic arm in the office, he slept on the bed until now Aoba.

By the way, there are now two beds in the supervisor's office. One of them is his previous one, and the other one is slightly luxurious. It was bought by Ling Xian on the spot.

So she doesn't plan to recycle this thing, keep it here, maybe sometime in the future it might come back to use it?

Futaba looked back, and then shook his head: "I don’t think it’s necessary, because Aoba needs to rest. Whether it’s drinking, sleeping, singing and dancing with my brother, it’s always Heal the problems that he has accumulated."

She stretched out her finger and shook: "Moreover, the most important thing is that when spending time with my brother, I feel very happy. This is also important for recovery, so my brother just sits here honestly. Let's be a little greedy and enjoy!"

The supervisor shot Futaba's character out without any fluctuations, and then shrugged: "This kind of statement seems to be that I am going to be divided and eaten. What if it is a bit scary."

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PS: Thanks for the rewards of Gensoxiang Township x3 and Moyu Township x3~

PS4: ...the brain hurts, no, it's not the FF15, it's the physical brain hurt...

686. Think about it carefully, how superior this working environment is!

All in all, when the curfew bell rang during the break, the supervisor had already drawn a few straight characters on Futaba's arm to represent the number of times she lost.

The staff rest area has also changed from a bright appearance to a slightly dim look. The supervisor thought for a while. During the intermission, he zoomed the screen to the repair shop opened by Nepujiya, and he just saw it. Chino was carrying a bag and walked away deep through the screen on the screen wall.

Uh...it seems to be a step slower, but why do you have to walk away like this and just use the elevator to move it over?

"In fact, that is not possible. Every commuter facility has a set goal. Even if it moves quickly, it needs to be transferred-and the mobile facility to your office is relatively more special!"