I don't want to be an elf!

"If I can get in touch with Satomi Rentaro and the others, the difficulty of the three side missions will be greatly reduced." Honjo Nia thought, "That means I will find a way to connect with them next."

These three side missions are more or less related to the protagonist group in this world.

At the same time, these three side missions are long-term missions, and none of them can be completed in a short period of time. Therefore, the sooner you contact the protagonists, the faster you can complete the mission.

However, how to contact them is a problem.

"Sister Erya, good afternoon! This concubine came to play with Ani!"

At this moment, a child's voice full of vitality came from the door of the church.

Nia Honjo got up and looked back.

Standing at the door was a little girl carrying a schoolbag and tying her long orange-red hair into twin ponytails.

"Yeonju! Don't trouble others!"

Behind the girl, a young man in uniform followed her panting.

Looking at the two people who appeared at the door of her church, Honjo Nia blinked.

"Ah! I don't need to deliberately look for opportunities to contact them."

As if remembering something, she opened her eyes wide, clenched a fist with one hand and slammed it on the palm of the other hand, showing a sudden realization expression.

"Because they are my neighbors."

Chapter 3 A Request

Niya Honjo knew Rentaro Satomi and Enju Aihara.

In the virtual life fabricated by the system, she has lived here a long time ago, but Satomi Rentaro and Aihara Enju moved here a year ago because of the cheap rent.

The two families were not far apart, and Nibelcol and Aihara Enju were around the same age and could play together, so they became friends as a matter of course.

"Ani, Rentaro bought the magic wand of Tianzhu girl's transformation for my concubine today, let's play together!"

Aihara Enju took out a pink magical girl transformation stick from her schoolbag, pressed the button, and the top of the transformation stick shone with cheap light.

Nia Honjo knows about Tenchu ​​Girls animation. It is an animation aimed at children in the post-war world, and it is very popular.

Nia Honjo, who has the status of a veteran two-dimensional dead house, has naturally heard of this animation, and also likes it very much.

Looking at the handicraft cabinet in the corner of his church, there are many high-quality handicrafts neatly placed in it, including the Tenchu ​​Girls, the corners of Honjo Nia's mouth twitched.

All I can say is that it's me.

I can't afford to eat, and I have to buy this kind of luxury, and the concentration of the dead house is directly full.

"Excuse me, Miss Benjo."

Aihara Enju took Nibelcol and ran to the backyard to play, and Satomi Rentaro followed her into the hall panting.

He looked a little thin, with sallow skin, but his appearance was still handsome, and the uniform he wore added a bit of seriousness.

But Nia Honjo knew that the reason he always wore the uniform was not because he liked to wear it, but simply because he had no other clothes to change at home.

After all, the people who live on this street are, by all accounts, poor.

"It's okay, I also like to watch the two little guys play together, you know, Nini doesn't go to school, and there are usually no peers to talk to."

Honjo Nia glanced at Satomi Rentaro who was standing at the door, and said casually: "If you have nothing to do, come in and have a seat, it seems that the two of them will play for a long time."

"That's right...then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Satomi Rentaro walked in, looked at the slightly empty church, and sat down on the sofa opposite Nia Honjo with some restraint.

Although Enju Aihara and Nibelcol are good friends, the relationship between the two guardians, Nia Honjo and Rentaro Satomi, only stays at the level of "knowing each other".

Satomi Rentaro is usually busy with work, and Honjo Nia is not interested in three-dimensional interpersonal relationships, so they haven't had a deep understanding of each other.

In memory, when they met before, at most they exchanged greetings as neighbors.

If Lanyuan Yanzhu hadn't pulled him along today, I'm afraid Bentiao Erya wouldn't have seen him today.

"Miss Benjo..."

"Just call me Erya."

"Okay, Erya."

Satomi Rentaro was obviously not used to this kind of intimate address, but Honjo Nia didn't mind, so he had no choice but to call him that.

"It's been almost a year since I moved here, and I haven't paid a proper visit. I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay, I know that being a policeman is very busy, and being a policeman in a company that is in a downturn is even busier."

Hearing this, Satomi Rentaro's expression changed slightly.

He never told Bentiao Erya that he was a policeman, and he didn't even tell the other neighbors around him.

The policeman, also known as the facilitator, the person who fights the gastritis in this world, although it sounds like a hero, is actually hated by many people.

Because the duty of the police is to defeat the gastritis, what is needed is not virtue and glory, but pure strength.

Therefore, a considerable part of the policemen are hooligans, who often tarnish the reputation of the policemen.

But that's all. The hooligans are just the level that ordinary people don't want to get close to and contact. It's their partners who really make the policemen squeezed out.

The initiator, or rather, the cursed child.

The cursed child is a child who is infected by the gastroenterovirus and possesses the power no less than that of the gastroenterology, but still has the intelligence and appearance of a human.

It's just that the original enterovirus in their bodies will spread day by day, and when the original enterovirus spreads to a certain extent, the cursed child will completely mutate into an original enterovirus.

It's like a bomb that's going to explode at any moment.

It is for this reason that the civilian police are ostracized in disgust.

Because the policeman is bound to follow the cursed child.

This is why Satomi Rentaro did not tell his neighbors that he was a policeman.

Unexpectedly, the girl living in the church knew her secret for some reason.

"I shouldn't have told you about this, why would you know?"

"Speaking of guests coming, I haven't prepared anything yet. Can beer and dried squid be okay?"

"...No, I'm still underage. Compared to this, I hope you can answer my question."

Erya Honjo walked to a dilapidated refrigerator and took out a can of beer.

Although the refrigerator seemed to be on the verge of being completely scrapped, it still operated normally for some reason, performing the job of cold beer.

Nia Honjo opened the beer can and took a few sips for herself as if she didn't see Rentaro Satomi's vigilant eyes.

"Huh? The taste is not bad?"

The real Honjo Niya always liked to drink.

But the girl doesn't really like it.

The reason for drinking in front of Satomi Rentaro now is only because of the need for acting.

Unexpectedly, her sense of taste seems to have changed to Nia Honjo's. Originally, there was only bitter beer, but now it tastes refreshing.

She couldn't help savoring the fresh taste for a long time.

For a moment, he even forgot about Rentaro Satomi who became uneasy due to her teasing.

"that......"

"Ah, sorry, sorry, just wandered off."

He licked his lips unsatisfactorily, Nia Honjo put down the empty bottle, and said carelessly: "Don't worry, I didn't investigate you, and I'm not interested. It was just a coincidence that I saw you and Yanzhu performing the commissioned by the police when I went out. That's all."

"So that's the case, so there's nothing I can do about it." Satomi Rentaro said helplessly, "However, you shouldn't use this as a reason to threaten me, right?"

"No need, you can't squeeze oil and water."

"That's right."

"But I do have a request."

"So you still want something from me, right?"

"It's just a request. It's up to you whether you agree or not. Even if you refuse, I won't tell the truth."

"Well, it's all neighbors, and I'll try to do it if I can."

"It helps that the boy is a good talker."

Bentiao Nia hiccupped and said with a smile.

"Can you let me join your police company?"

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Author's Note: I originally wanted to change the cover to Erya, but the review didn't work.

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Chapter 4 Silver Bullets

"Are you drunk?"

After being silent for a long time, Satomi Rentaro couldn't help uttering this sentence.

It was as if she didn't feel Nia Honjo's sincerity at all, but felt that she was not clear-headed.

In fact, from anyone's point of view, the only people who can make such a decision are people who are not clear-headed.

For the police, if they want to receive the task, they must first join the police security company and sign a contract with them.

The reputation, strength, and connections of the police security company are the biggest factors that determine how many commissions they can receive, and it also affects how much the police can earn every month.

The largest police security company in Tokyo has no shortage of commissions, and there are many powerful policemen under it. Most people will go to them when they need it. Every policeman they belong to lives a middle-class life at least. .

As for the police security company where Satomi Rentaro works, the Tendo Police Security Company, not only is it completely unknown, he is the only police officer in the company, and he is even vaguely squeezed out by other police companies.

It is common sense that water flows to low places, but do people go to low places inexplicably?

Although there is something wrong with belittling his company so much, it is actually true. The Tendo Police Security Company where Rentaro Satomi works is a bad company that everyone knows.

Not only rotten, but also black-hearted.

Half of the income from each entrustment will be divided, and salary delays are even more common, and there is no such thing as weekends.

Although the relationship with Honjo Nia was average, Satomi Rentaro didn't need to cheat his neighbors. After all, he didn't see him when he looked up, so he tried to dispel her crazy idea.

"Drunk? Boy, you underestimate me, don't you?"

Bentiao Erya let out a chuckle, took out a piece of dried squid and put it in his mouth: "It's just a bottle of beer, isn't a glass too bad?"

"You all know that the company I joined is in a downturn, why do you still want to join?"

"Simply put, it's all about the money."

"Well...well, not a very good reason, but I do see why you need money."

Satomi Rentaro looked at the weeds that were struggling to grow in the corner, the holes that were smashed in the roof, and the windows that could not be closed due to disrepair, and nodded slowly.

No matter how poor he and Lanyuan Yanzhu are, they still have a place to live, a place to pay rent.

This church is completely a shelter for the homeless.

He had never been inside before, and from the outside it looked just a little dusty, but now standing inside, he felt the real shabbyness.

What kind of jobless people would be reduced to this kind of place, the environment is simply worse than his home.

"Hey, it's really rude of you to think that way."

As if seeing what Rentaro Satomi was thinking, Nia Honjo said angrily with her arms akimbo: "I have a serious job!"

"Is there? I go to work every day and come back from get off work, and I can see the lights of this church from the window are always on."

"I didn't expect you to have the habit of voyeurism? You really can't look like a person~"

"Not at all! I told you I can only see that the lights are on! Don't defile people's innocence out of thin air!"

"So you came to my house today because you couldn't help but want to shoot me?!"