The supervisor does not die from a debt

He sighed, and the supervisor held up the cup: "Trust... I feel trust, but I can't do anything if the concept doesn't fit. Just leave it like this. There will be a solution after I'm sure, right Futaba."

"Hmm...Um..."

The supervisor immediately turned his head and found that Futaba was sitting on the chair with his legs swaying, holding half of it and drinking half of it, and the remaining half of the orange oolong tea (can be lit).

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Wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead, the supervisor sighed and looked at Futaba, who was lying on his bed, had changed into pajamas (for Tomino), took off his glasses and headphones, and was now sleeping peacefully. I wondered if I would just sleep in a chair today.

It's not that I haven't lie down like this before.

Chino stared at Futaba for a long time, and even gave up on continuing to make a boat in a bottle, so that the supervisor was a little curious: "What are you looking at? Is something wrong with Futaba?"

"No...it's nothing, it's just the first time I saw Ms. Shuangye's appearance without earphones. It's very novel... It turns out that her ears are like this too, um..."

Not to mention it, the supervisor suddenly felt very curious as soon as he said, so he squatted by the bed with Tomano and carefully observed Futaba's ears that had been hidden in the headphones.

Originally, the supervisor thought that Futaba’s headphones might be sticking to his head like the next door [Miracle Orchestra], but it was easy to take it off, not to mention, it was quite ordinary inside... No, what is this strange feeling of loss? Going on.

The supervisor scratched his head, and suddenly reacted--this is not the time to squat here to admire his sister's sleep?!

Tomino continued to observe, the supervisor returned to the desk to tidy up the table, then looked at the time and found that the staff rest area had entered a night curfew and scratched his head.

It seems that today’s activity time is over, and I can only rest as required, and wait until tomorrow to start work...

The supervisor reluctantly closed the notebook and put it back to its original position. He walked around Tomino who was still squatting there, and went to the changing room to find a new quilt. After putting it on the office chair, he said to Tomono. Then he entered the bathroom, planning to take a bath before going to bed.

Should I say "fortunately the bath water was not replaced with orange juice"?

By the time the supervisor wiped the hair that had grown a lot and even started to grow luxuriantly and left the bathroom, Tomino had already made the bed and was about to wash up.

"Ah, I slept in a chair today, Futaba is still lying down, and I can't send her back now..."

"It's okay... Director, don't mind, if I sleep in the middle, it will be okay... If you are allowed to rest on a chair, you will be in a bad spirit when you get up tomorrow. It will affect your work and you will lose out. Up..."

Tomano said this seriously, seeming to exude an irresistible aura - maybe when she comes out and sees the supervisor lying on the chair, she will lift him up on the bed without hesitation.

There is no doubt that she might actually do it.

All in all, after the hustle and bustle before the break, after the supervisor helped Chino dry her hair with a hairdryer, she watched her put on a soft nightcap, the whole person exuded a warm breath and got into the bed before lying down.

Fortunately, the bed is quite big, and Futaba is also a slender body, and the three people lying side by side will not feel a little crowded. In some respects, it can be regarded as taking care of the supervisor's scruples.

"..."

The supervisor suddenly heard Tomano say something in a low voice. In a somewhat dark room, he reached out under the covers and grabbed Tomano's soft and warm little hand.

"Tomorrow's work will be smoother, trust me... Good night?"

"...Well, I believe the supervisor..."

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PS: ...today watching the big cat live broadcast the pigeon killing conference, ah, it's cool (

495. It's time to understand some, more important things

When a person is resting, the brain is actually not completely dormant, but maintains some simple shallow active states, and at this time, the so-called "dream" will appear.

Obviously, as a supervisor, the abnormalities encountered during the day, the things that are not so smooth, there are various documents that need to be processed, and the data brought by the brain that cannot be processed for a while. The message will be reorganized by itself.

To put it simply, the supervisor feels that he has fallen into a dream of something terrible and cannot be manipulated by himself, and can only be a bystander-that's weird.

He looked suspiciously at a pale world, underneath his feet was the shadow of the old man, but he couldn't find the source of light, and there was no one else beside him, which seemed extremely cold.

People with poor imagination, even their dreams are so poor...No, no, you must know that the supervisor has had ups and downs in his dreams several times before, and he has never been so quiet.

"It seems that you are very calm, which is great. Because, working here, the most important thing is to have a heart that can bear all the shocks and not change."

Do these people like to appear from behind recently?While the supervisor secretly slandered himself, he turned to look in the direction of the sound source, and then he was stunned.

If you heard it correctly, the slightly magnetic, hoarse, but rather lively voice of Bell was in the ears, but now standing in front of the supervisor is a girl with long blond hair, only half a head shorter than the supervisor. .

Although I can tell that it is Ling at a glance, but in terms of temperament, I feel more mature and stable... Could it be that it is another personality of Ling?

"Your eyes are very rude, you know, this is in your dream... Since it is a dream, then naturally you can easily change your image. For example, this is how I'may grow into adulthood' ."

The supervisor emptied his eyes, and didn’t mention it when he grew taller. The large-scale “capital” has vaguely surpassed Ling Xian, symmetrical figure, and slender thighs. From the appearance, this is indeed an ideal 'S big sister' look.

But maybe because it's just an ideal, it's so perfect.

Scratching his head, the supervisor looked to the left and right again: "Then... he pulled me over in the middle of the night, just to show off your... uh, new model?"

I wonder if it was an illusion, for a moment.Adult Ling's slight smile stiffened, and then immediately recovered.

"In the past, many people didn't understand why the company wanted to run this way. Now, it's time to talk, only you and me."

She gently stretched her fingers to the side, and constructed two chairs from scratch with simple lines. When they were placed face to face, they also symbolized two cups.

After she sat down, the supervisor hesitantly touched the chair. What was conveyed to her hand was the texture of the physical object. It was not illusory and would not pass through when sitting on it - then, he sat down.

"It seems that working in the company has allowed you to develop a habit of caution. This may be our mistake, but there is still a chance to correct it... Don't worry, just listen to me now."

Ling raised the tea cup in front of him, and the white halo of the world instantly transformed into pitch black, with only two people and the light on the table in front of him.

"During the time you worked in the company, you have thoroughly studied many anomalies. Therefore, you may have discovered, or have not noticed..."

"Among them, there are many people and things you know well. Each'person' has its own personality, abnormal abilities, and even people who can communicate."

"But why does it keep hurting people and letting employees die?"

While saying this, Ling put down a few photos on the table, and the supervisor looked down. They were all familiar anomalies that were almost understood even without the'final observation'.

"The source of the anomaly, you have more or less understood... The company has gone from being confused, and can only be described by concepts as a'well'-maybe you can go to the R&D department and you can understand what it is- When fishing out frantic things that may have'substantial', it is possible to find what we need."

"But it's a pity that reason is not allowed in the world where we can't get involved, only the future sister has been there, and come back. So after salvaging them, they, or they, have already lost control."

While saying this, Ling picked out the [Miracle Orchestra] from the pile of photos...or rather the photo of a green-haired girl who has not yet become that abnormal, dressed in a supervisor’s uniform, looks a little green. Quite nostalgic.

"Actually, you should understand the purpose of the company...Now, I will tell you that the purpose of the company is not to save the world, nor is it to linger, just to continue human civilization."

"I never even thought about developing medicines to cure humans or abnormal things... That is too impractical... The company just wants to heal the wounds caused by the'abnormal'."

The supervisor listened to her quietly. There is nothing outside. The supervisor fully understands that, but under a series of superficial behaviors, the core idea of ​​the company turned out to be... uh, make friends with the abnormal?

"Not so. Establishing contact is a means. If it can be a friendly relationship, it is a surprise. What the company has to do is to heal the damage caused by the abnormality and the trauma of the abnormality itself. Let it be May become harmless, understand their most essential reason for their birth, and adopt relatively gentle methods to establish a strong connection with them."