There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World's Darkness so I Made One

It was too soon for me to graduate from college and become a member of society.

Freshman education in fury. The type of work is completely different from the description given at the time of employment. Even though it starts at 8 o'clock, I am forced to come to work at 7 o'clock. The time card was cut at eight o'clock in the evening before the show began. Overtime paid as a matter of course. Repeated holiday attendance (unpaid). A call that comes right after I get tired and go home. Irrational claims. Responsibility to be pressed. A cheap monthly salary that doesn't suit your needs. A slight mistake resulted in the customer being missed, scolded and the promotion revoked.

It's painful. It's painful, but humans are used to living things. After a year, I get used to my work and remember to relax and skip. If the junior enters, senpai's sardines and chores will flow to you.

After two years, life somehow began to turn around.

I went home to my cheap apartment late that night and took a beer out of the fridge with my mind untied. Throw your body on the sofa and put on the TV.

What I was doing was the late night news. Today, politicians are still corrupt, entertainers are cheating, people are killed in accidents, and famous companies are running scandals.

Every day, nothing changes every day, and the image of nothing continues to be blurred without any emotion. It's just a habit to turn on the TV and somehow keep people's voices on.

Circulate the convenience store lunch and the supermarket discount lunch.

I was so tired that I couldn't get out of bed when I booked a ticket to watch a new movie on a holiday I finally got.

In the evening when I get up. Looking at the wasted ticket booking screen.

What a life.

What is this life?

Just live, live, live.

I'm not happy to be alive, but I'm alive because I'm afraid to die.

When I saw the news that Japan's economy recorded negative growth, I suddenly disliked everything.

Anyway, it's all for nothing.

Nothing happened when I trained my superpowers. There are no encounters with beautiful girls, no psychic battles, no alien summonses. The gorgeous drama imagined when I woke up to psychic powers has no shadow or form.

Stupid. Everything. Everything is... already...

Crush an empty can of beer into a large golf ball and throw it into the trash can behind you with care.

Lying on the sofa, she put on a shiitake suit and left herself to the sleeping devil.

It was past noon when I woke up.

When I looked at my phone, my boss called me several times. Normally my heart would freeze, but my mind was strangely distracted.

Turn off your phone and throw it on the floor.

I don't care about the company. I don't care what happens.

After a few days of unauthorized absence, the company sent me a notice encouraging me to come to work and dismissing me for ignoring it.

This makes me very unemployed. I was fired because I lost contact and continued to be absent without permission, but it is sad that the people at the company who should have known my address never came to see me.

Have you ever thought about being involved in an accident or incident or being unable to move due to illness? Wasn't I worth worrying about?

My shoulders fell off strangely.

Unload all your lost savings of $1.2 million, cancel your apartment, and sell off all your furniture, books, cartoons, and everything in your house.

I packed my backpack of cash and clothes and went on an unexpected journey.

At first, I stayed at the onsen for a month and spent the whole time reading cartoons that I had always wanted to read at the comic cafe set up at the onsen. I took over the massage machine and ignored everything even if I was spoken to by other guests. I also stopped the mind training that I had been doing for a long time because of my inertia.

Sleep as long as you want to when you want to, and eat the food that comes out even if you are silent. The human life was, however, so full. I didn't think my life would be fun for a long time.

After reading all the cartoons I wanted to read, I bought blue sheets and sleeping bags at the home center, and bought water and food for a real trip.

Everyone flies in the sky with their luggage in the middle of the night when they are rested. I don't have a destination. Fly to a mountain or follow the tail lamp of a highway truck.

One day, I followed the electric wire and sprayed blue sheets on the decaying barn of the lost village to prevent rain leakage. I shoved my feet into the sleeping bag and made cup noodles with boiling water with my mind. I ate them while watching the starry sky all night.

When I was walking in the river, there was a female junior high school student who was carving a Buddha statue for some reason, and when I called out with interest, I was scared and fled, and it was almost a matter of danger.

I got along with seniors who were familiar with the situation of part-time work in Tokyo, where I was running out of savings and working part-time on a daily basis, as well as short-term work.

Every day I can't see tomorrow, but sometimes with a little stimulus, I felt much easier than when I was a company employee.

In this way, for about two years, while living with irregular domiciles in Tsuzuura countrywide, something like a classic earner's mouth has been made.

Civil engineering work.

My mind works like a fool by removing dirt and sand, removing debris, and digging tunnels. Heavy machinery and large numbers of people, heavy work that requires a good plan and safety management for several weeks will be completed in a few seconds if I stick to the barrier with my mind.

However, there is also a problem with intellectual ultra-efficient civil engineering work. I am not confident that I can endure mentally if I show my mind and make a fuss, and if I get caught up in a lewd or spontaneous rumor. I know that once I'm smashed into society and dropped out, my weakness is soaked in me. I don't want to stand out.

The civil engineering company of the bourgeoisie Tsukishi series was very considerate and easy to do.

When I was working in civil engineering for the first time, if I was cheating to the extent that I wouldn't find out with my mind and doing the amount of work for both of them, I kept a close watch on the work and secretly doubled my daily allowance.

When I got on track and went on the next part-time job, I worked for three people, and I didn't say anything and I was paid for three people.

I think it seemed strange that a man with a medium back and an uncomfortable body would work for three people.

But I didn't hear anything. Thank you for your concern. I got a few days' worth of money in one day.

While I've been in part-time many times, I've gradually begun to do unrealistic amounts of work by myself. The on-site supervisor also seemed to have noticed something slightly. He frequently stopped taking Yani breaks and assigned other part-time work to separate compartments so that no one could see how I was doing.

It's not a gift from the crane, but I was thinking of hiding before the conversation became more complicated if I found out about my psychic abilities, so I would appreciate it if I could return the consideration.

One day.

I bought a high camping tent and ran out of money. When I went to work, I was asked if I had a big job. It is a large-scale land preparation request, but the client is asking for the schedule to be shortened as much as possible instead of making a lot of money.

I asked for two answers. It's exactly my job.

From what I hear, my client is a young woman who is a well-known investor in the industry and has a grand plan to buy a lot of mountains, build a castle and lay a road to the city. For hobbies.

I can't believe it. Build a castle in this modern Japan...? Not a theme park, but a hobby.

It's beyond my comprehension. I don't understand the play of the rich who have spared time.

Take the passenger seat of the on-site supervisor's light tiger and cross the narrow mountain road to the scene.

A large camper stopped at the scene behind the mountain. My client wants to meet with the person in charge personally.

I don't want to face to face. If you'll just leave me alone...

The woman in the camper was a strange woman. She is wearing a flashy red dress and has a magical girl anime poster sticking to her camper.

Still, I was able to serve customers with a heartfelt smile instead of a lovely smile because she was an incredible beauty. I have a good face, a good style, and good money. I just talked a little and it seeped into my good sense of education and personality.

There are amazing people in the world. I live in a different world.

After a brief chat, Hagi laid down a cup of tea, sparkled his eyes, and stepped out a little bit.

"By the way, Sago. You do a very different way of working, don't you? I'd love to hear more about it."