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The degree of acquaintance between them is probably limited to the degree of knowing that they are colleagues with each other, that is--familiar strangers.

The minister also has his own social circle, and he rarely steps out of his own circle.

Of course, there is actually no malice between ministers and ministers.

Although sometimes there are verbal contradictions and a little physical conflict, as co-workers, we still care about each other.

"No problem, but Hod..."

Geburah slowed down his tone as much as possible, and softened his expression as much as possible.

She thought, this should reduce the pressure on the head of the training department, and make the head of the training department, a delicate little girl, not so nervous——

At least don't stutter so much, speak more fluently, and explain things clearly.

"Um……?"

Hod was still very nervous, nervously standing upright as if in a military posture, stuck in there like a bamboo pole, his blue eyes were about to drip water, waiting pitifully for the Minister of Corrections to say the second half of his words.

Seeing this, Geburah could only frown and say.

The character of the little brown-haired bunny can't be changed with just one or two sentences. Geburah can only choose the words carefully to make the original "elegant language" more decent.

"Hey, I mean, Hod, do we have to be that polite to them?"

The word 'polite' is well used, simple and easy to understand, and it just bypasses those elegant words that are elegant and easy-going, but it only fools Minister Hod.

"Uh... sorry, what do you mean, Geburah...?"

She needs to be sure again.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it. You are the head of the training department, and you are the one who made the final decision, right?"

And Geburah didn't want to explain it a second time or even a third time. She always had to explain to many people what "being polite" meant, such as the little fool in her arms.

"Oh, and it could be you who made the final decision... Your weak decisions have obviously affected many ministers."

"Wow?"

Geburah touched X in his arms, and wondered if Minister Hod's cowardice was blamed on X, but it's not certain that the two influence each other?

The supervisor seems to have had contact with every minister, so much so that it's unclear now.

Every time Geburah asked the supervisor to make 'woo' and 'meow' sounds, Minister Hod would freeze once.

"Yes... yes, if it goes according to my plan..."

Hod was talking like she had a sea urchin in her butt, but she wasn't sitting on the couch at all, she was talking to Geburah standing up, about the strange reaction of the cute little rabbit—

The measures Geburah took were regardless.

"Then do that."

The head of the corrections department nodded at the proposal made by the head of the training department. The X in his arms seemed to be purely for fun. She could only listen to the conversation between the two, and had no room to intervene.

"Thank you, see you later!"

Hearing Minister Geburah's nod and compromise on the matter, Hod breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

In order not to continue disturbing the private time between a certain minister and the supervisor, Minister Hod continued to trot to the door to prepare to leave. One can imagine how uncomfortable she was just now.

I can't tell what kind of mood it is, embarrassment or discomfort?

It's more of jealousy, but the voice of reason told Minister Hod that the supervisor wants to give her freedom wherever she wants, and she shouldn't care so much.

After all, the supervisor is not his property, and there has never been such a thing.

"Wait, Hod!"

"Yeah! What's wrong!?"

Before leaving, Minister Hod, who had already opened the gate and stepped out with his right foot, was suddenly stopped by Minister Geburah, and the sudden stop made the little rabbit almost scream.

The trembling voice was about to come out, which seemed to be more afraid of the head of the punishment department than the average employee, as if he was about to be eaten by a red-haired monster in the next second.

"Um...Hod, you left your report here, and your pen."

X made a sound to remind, and finished the second half of the sentence for his fierce-looking minister.

Geburah took the report that Hod gave her to read. This report belongs to the plan of the training department, and the training department will keep it for subsequent revisions.

"Ah...almost lost them...I thought...you were going to punch a hole in my head like Miss Chesed said...Thank you, Geburah, you're a good man!"

"Phew, supervisor, you must come to see the drill in our department this afternoon. I have prepared for a long time, and so have the employees."

After taking the things, Hod left bluffing, such a quick look as if someone lit a fire on her short brown tail.

"..."

"Hod is too weak. If I were the Minister of Training, I would not have written such a plan."

Geburah only made a sound after seeing the back of the man going away, not knowing whether he was simply complaining or stating the matter to X.

X tends to be the former, since he is also one of the members of Geburah with a bottle in his mouth.

The vocabulary that Geburah put on his supervisor's head includes but is not limited to 'bottle baby' and 'childish kid', and suddenly added a lot of nicknames, expanding X's vocabulary.

But X prefers to understand these as nicknames given to him by the ministers.

Just like "absolutely delicious corn snake", even if Yesod's evaluation of himself is "absolutely delicious corn snake", X is not unacceptable.

"Hod's plan is good, it's more suitable for those employees, not all of them are as powerful as you, right Geburah?"

"If everyone is as strong as you, why would they seek Geburah's protection? Childish brats like me."

X was buried in the chest of the head of the corrections department with peace of mind, like an oversized koala, and she didn't care whether it would be seen by outsiders.

What's wrong with the supervisor?Can't the supervisor curl up in the arms of his minister and look for a place to live?

Geburah can really give X a sense of security, which his caring secretary can't give.

Although X can barely sleep peacefully when Angela hugs her, but this kind of hugging feeling is more like a fantasy bubble, a mirage, which may disappear at any time.

X is also an insecure and very lonely person, so huddled in the arms of the Minister of Corrections, more like wounded beasts licking each other's wounds.

This is the feeling that everyone gets what they need, the minister needs to be relied on, and she just needs to give up thinking, reveal her vulnerable side, and relax and rely on others.

"...You are right. If everyone is strong, then my protection will no longer be needed, and I will lose my job...but I hope I can lose my job."

Minister Geburah spoke in silence, feeling like he was caught in some kind of memory again.

If Captain Rabbit is not lying, there is a high probability that this minister who was born in a back alley is doing those things.

The job of the finisher is to do everything for money, and most of the time to clean up other people's disputes, remove other people's heads and act as bodyguards to ensure the safety of other people's lives.

If everyone is so strong that they don't need to seek asylum, then the finisher's job is also lost.

In other words, the finisher is there for the money and has no sense of honor at all.

Only a small number of finishers affiliated to the association have a strong reputation guarantee, and the rest of the miscellaneous brands or brands have none——

Whether it is to find their finishers to do things, or these finishers to do things, there is a risk of black people, and even directly tearing up tickets.

Compassionate and righteous, this is the absolute rare oddity among the close-ups, and Geburah is probably the super oddity of the oddness.

In the indifferent city, perhaps her compassion and sense of justice are not limited to acquaintances, family and friends, but also strangers.

When there are strangers in the corner of the back alley who are in danger of being gutted or robbed, she will rescue them without hesitation, instead of leaving indifferently without seeing anything.

The name of 'Blood Mist' has spread throughout the city, and everyone knows it.

This highly acclaimed finisher can be regarded as an idol by most finishers, not only because of his outstanding ability, but also because of his unique charisma.

Maybe it is right, because this blood mist who is deeply trapped here has lost his original intention, and has been lost in madness. He doesn't know why he swung the knife, and he doesn't know what the result will be after swinging the knife.

There is no end in sight here, just repeating meaningless things, and I don't know when the day will come, I have lost both direction and faith.

But every time the word 'protection' is mentioned by X, Geburah feels that his anxiety has been relieved a lot, and the lost direction has been found again——

She felt that she could slowly control her anger, instead of blindly venting her anger, losing her ability to judge, and not caring about anything.

This is actually anger, more of incompetent rage, frustration and self-blame caused by inability to change the status quo.

Gollum—

Although the AI ​​didn't have such a thing as saliva, it still swallowed subconsciously.

Geburah felt himself getting dry, his throat was thirsty, and he urgently needed to replenish water, and the big cat in his arms became more and more attractive.

Whether it's the beautiful black fur, the dazzling golden eyes, the upturned tail and the slender waist...the soft and elastic claws.

She also forgot when she wanted to talk, her mind was empty, there was nothing, only one thought - stroking the cat, making the cat in her arms meow.

Geburah vaguely remembered that X came over to talk to her about something, but this minister came over one after another and forgot everything he wanted to talk about.

When X sniffed her neck and lightly licked her ears, the last sanity of the head of the punishment department snapped——

She really needs a more effective and healthier way to vent her stress and anxiety, besides smoking, drinking and beating the abnormal body, there are other ways.

This has to happen at least five times a day... no, seven times!

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The author's words:

Sad meow, South Korea won, but this time it was a draw, and the 200 yuan was gone, woohoo, this time I really have to add more to make up for the 200 yuan loss.

Who would have thought that it would be a draw? Sure enough, gambling would not end well.

The meal money for the week is gone...

2. Is it a bar or a coffee shop? : Chapter 234 217. I'm super, I'm a big female ghost!

"Geburah… anyway, I need to go into [F-01-57] and talk to it about hiring."

X nestled in the arms of the head of the corrections department, and while breathing hot air, he finished what he wanted to say intermittently.

While blowing on the minister's pillow, while talking about things in the minister's ear, looking at the entire company, the only person who can do this kind of thing is X, the supervisor.

Director, is this reasonable?

But obviously, this is a very effective, efficient and convenient method. There is no better and faster way to persuade a stubborn and paranoid minister.

After venting her negative emotions, Minister Geburah was in a very relaxed state. In this state, she was very calm and easy to talk.

It is perfect to communicate with her at this time, the success rate will increase by at least [-]%.

"Why hire it? I can handle those bloody brutes and beat them to the ground."

But when the woman in his arms mentioned other women, even if the head of the corrections department was in a relaxed state with a good temper, that feeling of discomfort was still unavoidable.

The relatively wide palms are around X's waist. If this body is not essentially a mechanical creation, and the simulated skin is delicate and flawless, the big hands that wield weapons like this should have rough thick calluses.

She needs X to give a reasonable explanation, otherwise she will punish this disobedient big cat, and won't stop meowing until it begs for mercy.

"Geburah, we can't put the burden on you alone, can we? You need rest too, and you get tired too, and I want to lighten your load."

X licked Minister Geburah's fingers earnestly, cleaning up the marks, and she tried to show obedience as much as possible. The cat's soft belly was touched, trying to make her minister accept this statement.

Geburah's self-esteem is really too strong...or too sensitive, there is really no need to be brave to do this kind of thing, but you must bear it.

"My knife is not old yet!"

But probably there was some kind of thunder in X's words, and the head of the corrections department became emotional all of a sudden, with a feeling that Lian Po was too old to eat.

I don't know if the words Captain Rabbit said took root in her heart or what, but Geburah always thinks that the words that let her rest are that she feels useless and has no ability to protect the company.

This may also be a manifestation of psychological trauma. Most of the company's directors have psychological trauma, and psychological trauma is difficult to heal... This can only be overcome by oneself.

External force can only be said to alleviate and guide, and the minister himself can only overcome it in the end.

"Geburah, hiring [F-01-57] is only to reduce the burden on your department. It is an Abnormality that can cooperate. If she participates in the dangerous suppression work, a lot of losses can be reduced."

X patiently said it again, basically explaining the secretary's method of analyzing [rabbit] to the head of the corrections department, without any accidents, it was completely useless.

If only Geburah could talk so easily, it wouldn't be like this.

The directors of the company are counted one by one, and they are all stubborn donkeys... Of course, X himself is also a stubborn donkey. Looking at the entire company's top management, it is normal that there are not many heads.

No one with a normal brain can be a senior executive of the company, or in other words, it is normal for the entire company to have no brains.

"Our department doesn't need the help of a brute! How many times do you want me to tell you that I-can-can-handle-the-things!"

It should be said that the accuracy of artificial intelligence predictions is still too familiar with Minister Geburah. Just as Angela speculated, Geburah regards the department's help from abnormal bodies as the greatest humiliation.