The supervisor does not die from a debt

She immediately assumed a defensive posture, behaving very clearly, and quickly became extremely nervous.Could it be because of the honorific name?In other words, only employees will change their thinking about their supervisors and so on-in short, it is a very established development.

Unexpectedly, the beloved swiftly held the plate, moved to the other waiter, that is, behind Li Shi, and put on a posture of fear and courage: "I, I am not Chino! It is with sweets and snacks. There is no way to lure me into the bait!"

...Seduce?

Fortunately, soon, Tomino appeared at the back door of the store with a tray, and she tilted her head in confusion, "Beloved-san...Are you in trouble again?"

"Oh! Ask on the premise that I will make mistakes?!"

Ignoring the beloved that was hit and squatting on the ground, Chino steadily held the tray, and ran to the avatar of the supervisor in the employee rest area, "Supervisor...that, please sit down first..."

Under Chino's guidance, the supervisor noticed that even this coffee shop actually had a layer of depth of field—to put it simply, the supervisor can no longer see other employees.

When can this kind of cognitive filter without the Z axis be slightly weakened? It is too inconvenient.

Leading the supervisor to sit down, Tomino looked very happy. After placing the tray in her hand on the table, she clapped her hands: "Um, supervisor...Congratulations, you have successfully completed the first final in your career without incident. Observed……"

The supervisor subconsciously scratched his cheek: "It's all right... logically speaking, the supervisor basically won't be life-threatening, right? Even if I face the anomaly, don't you use the increased suppression energy?"

"It's like this... But, after all, it just suppresses the abnormal activity. Sometimes, it can cause irreversible damage to the supervisor's psychology... Well, if you feel uncomfortable, you must say it immediately. "

It’s very serious, but the supervisor himself felt that, except at the very beginning, he felt quite depressed before he was about to make direct contact with the anomaly, and even wanted to escape for a while... At the moment of contact, he suddenly became less afraid .

Describing this feeling and telling Chino, she tilted her head in doubt: "Is that...? Sure enough, you are not a person with ordinary talents...you are a person with special talents."

How does it sound like you are drawing cards when you choose your supervisor?

Regarding today's final job, whether it is the supervisor or Tomono, they are actually full of doubts.

In the final observation, some special information was obtained.In fact, Chino was paying attention to the entire process, and she was quite concerned about the last words of [Old Woman].

"Supervisor... can you choose to hire her, that, in short, take the initiative to let her leave the containment room to fight other escape anomalies?"

Tomino held the tray and tilted her head slightly. When working, she would tie her long hair into a long ponytail.Even the re-adjustment of the cognitive filter looks quite cute.

I don't like Loli, but the character I like happens to be Loli.

The supervisor repeated the above sentence three times silently in his heart: "Hire? Hmm...I don't know, maybe Futaba will give more information after going to work tomorrow."

He suddenly opened his hands and tried to make himself laugh like a weird person: "Speaking of which, where is my coffee? Yes, I will invite me to drink coffee after my work is over, but I am embracing the consciousness full of flag The work is done."

Tomino blinked, and leaned slightly calmly: "The coffee is to be made on-site, supervisor, please wait... Well, what kind of coffee would you like to drink?"

"Cappuccino, half sugar." The supervisor answered in seconds.

"What a child's taste..."

After Chino, who clearly seemed to be a child, left, the supervisor fumbled on the table, tied today's pile of documents with straps, and glanced at the pile of documents on the floor that was almost flush with the table.

It's time to throw them all in the trash can. Since the opening, the supervisor hasn't thrown many things in.

While waiting, the supervisor moved the screen wall left and right, and somehow returned to the depth of field with a few employees. They were calmly discussing something.

Justin, who had just come in and sat down, pushed his hat: "I personally think that she should have smooth black long hair."

But Krode was retorting: "Why, you are prejudiced! It's not the old world now, how can there be that kind of stereotyped aesthetic? Even you guy is a white hair."

"White hair can't like black hair? I just like black, long and straight. What's wrong!"

Why does it look like these two are going to fight?But in terms of the quality of the employees, Krode would probably be hit by Justin on the ground-but the magic is that they were limited to verbal quarrels.

When they appeared in the supervisor's screen, the two quickly stopped arguing and even turned their heads neatly: "Good evening, supervisor, are you here for coffee again?"

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106. As long as you work hard enough, everyone will support you

Justin didn't mention why this person, Crowder, pretended to see him for the first time today... This feeling is familiar.

It's like everyone is ready for your funeral, but everyone knows it except you don't know it, but smiles and greets you for the task.

The supervisor hesitated for a while, but didn't ask them what they were discussing. Instead, he picked up a report and flipped through it: "Speaking of which, about the drill-bit anomaly of the Intelligence Department... you all know it.

Justin nodded. He also participated in the suppression. Naturally, he understood that the other employees shook their heads. At present, they have not been assigned to the supervisor. Maybe they will know later...

The supervisor coughed twice: "Then, I will tell you a little bit of a story that is not so sunny. Anyway, I am very idle. Wherever I say it, it depends on my mood."

The employees nodded, especially Justin, even holding up the empty coffee cups, hoping to have another iced cocoa...Wait, is that also coffee?

After sorting out his thoughts, the supervisor was holding a mug: "Where do I start to say... By the way, let's start with a poor private investigator who has no job."

"It's like every young man in his twenties who has nothing to do, he imagines himself as a writer. Every private detective who appears in the story is more or less a veteran or something..."

For employees, although it is a mechanical synthesis sound, what the supervisor tells is a story that they have never heard in their past lives and is more like a wild horse.

Tomono carefully prepared the coffee that the supervisor needed, and after adding enough sugar according to his request, he walked over with the tray. As soon as he turned around, he heard the supervisor lower his voice there, as if imitating someone.

"Choose one, is it a bird? Or a cage? Well, they are all good. The birds look very beautiful. Although the cage is a bit weird, it has an unexpectedly strange beauty."

Looking at the supervisor who was constantly making movements on the screen, Tomano slightly tilted his head.Except for the department heads, no matter what employees they are, they can only see the black screen and hear the mechanical synthesis sound. The supervisor performs very hard, but no one can see it.

She placed the coffee in front of the supervisor’s screen, watched it disappear in an instant, and said: "Um, supervisor... the coffee you ordered, this time I used some immature techniques, please taste..."

After stopping to tell the story, the supervisor stirred it slightly with a small spoon: "I am not very good at coffee-it smells good, and the bitterness is very moderate. Apart from that, I can't say anything else."

"It doesn't matter... This kind of evaluation is enough... Well, tell the story, come on..."

The supervisor nodded and gestured to Chino to sit down: "Oh, okay, where do we go? Choose an ornament-here I have to ask your opinions, do you like cages or birds?"

Accompanied by his words, two A4 papers appeared on the table in front of the flying screen. One of them was painted with the cartoon image of "Little Bird", while the other was roughly painted with a cage of almost the same size. .

This time, the employees again had differences, but what is interesting is that most of them chose [Little Bird].The reason is also very simple, it looks cute.

It seems cute can do whatever it wants.

With a shrug, the supervisor opened the folder on the computer monitor, and while browsing the list, he continued to imitate the tone of a storyteller and continued to tell the story.

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Coffee is different from tea. Drinking too much makes it easy to get anxious. So, after about three or four breaks, the supervisor told Chino to stop refilling himself. He touched his slightly hungry belly and exhaled. .

"Well, we talked about the detective and the girl he abducted. The two wanted to go to the archives through the sky track, where they would take a spacecraft to the world under Colombia... So, that’s it for today. Yes, I'll talk about it next time."