The supervisor does not die from a debt

The supervisor felt that when she was a star, Miss Mirae had not been submerged by others because Ling was witty enough and she had friends to help her. Otherwise, with her personality, she would speak nice things for others if she was fooled into the ravine.

After sitting down to rest, the supervisor sighed, "By the way, I haven't asked yet. Why did you suddenly remember to tidy up the room today? Could it be that you plan to live in another office?"

The bell paused for a while, and threw a large pile of weathered things into the garbage collection port: "Of course not, just how to say... on a whim? Or think that some things are completely useless, supervisor, you have already put the inherent Things have broken so much that many plans have been directly abolished."

"However, this is a good thing, which means that the company has a lot of cumbersome things that can be cut off to make things smooth!" She raised her hands, a rocket is drawn on the left handbook, and the right handbook It was a blood red X, which looked extremely unknown.

At this time, the airtight door suddenly opened again, and the'sister' walked into the office with the same angle and even the time difference. After seeing the supervisor, she paused for a while, and then politely said: "The company has been cleaned up, you Is there a new job requirement assignment?"

No, because the supervisor is ditching, wait for the time to slowly pass, it is best to have another dinner here in Ling... You know, the lady in the future actually eats some oranges for dinner, and now she exercises for a while, she is really hungry Up.

"Dinner, I understand, please wait for a while. The dinner of the head of the central headquarters will be added."

At this moment, the supervisor suddenly felt that things were not so good. He frowned and decided to make a difficult choice between'going to be beaten' and'going to eat an orange hell meal'.

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1048. This kind of objective changes reality, what name is better?

Fortunately, Ling was not so unrelenting, because after finishing some documents, she vacated a table and three chairs to allow dinner to proceed.

Placed in front of her was a plate of peeled oranges, the drink was freshly squeezed orange juice, and the dessert was orange pudding, which just seemed to make the supervisor retreat.

And what the supervisor put in front of his eyes... is a fresh-looking vegetable and fruit salad filled with greens, vegetables, and orange slices in between.The sauce tastes very good, and Miss Future is also very satisfied.

As for the'sister', she sits quietly opposite the supervisor, with a work board in front of her, and in the bowl beside her are some strange-looking spheres that look dark brown.

"I'm very curious about what my sister is eating? How can I say that. Although I have advised her to eat well during dinner, my sister prefers to eat efficiently, so I made it rich in nutrients and tastes sweet. And then a comprehensive meal that can fill your stomach?"

It looks like taking medicine, is it really okay?

Ling smiled and picked up an orange: "It's really okay, as long as my sister wants to taste something else, I will immediately satisfy her, um! Okay, let's talk about it, the supervisor, you collected it in the containment room What happened to the intelligence analysis that came?"

Which containment room, [Magic Girl God]?Although she was really used to communicating with people in terms of language and thinking, that some information could not be recorded.

The supervisor swallowed the orange slices together with a few beans into his stomach. After thinking about it, he replied: "There is no special information, but she said that my condition is better than expected. On the contrary, it is Miss Future, but unfortunately it has become abnormal. There is no way to establish a special connection with her and become a magical girl."

"Well...Although this information is also very important, in fact, what I want to ask is in [F-01-37]...Speaking of which, it's time for you to give it a name, supervisor? You won't be using it all the time. This number, so there will be some problems in the work?"

There can be any questions, and the supervisor doesn’t really know how to name it... He hesitated for a while, fiddled with the salad in the bowl, especially a green bean, and replied absently: "Can there be any alternative answers? Well, how about [Lord of Winter]?"

Ling smiled, did not agree or deny, then took a sip of orange juice, and then said: "Your report says that you have encountered a world like hallucinations. Is this the same this time? Is there anything worth paying attention to? Say it's not the feeling of the battle, like the feeling of the future sister, or something?"

Miss Mirai doesn’t feel much. It’s better to say that when she is usually used to directly fight anomalies, Miss Mirai keeps a state of being quiet and giving all resources to the supervisor to apply. The advantage of this unreserved trust is that the supervisor Able to mobilize all anomalous abilities, fully open.

After a little pause, the supervisor said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just that where there is no suppression force field, the place where Miss Future walks or stays is all beginning to regenerate. I am not sure that this is an activation. 'The life of those things is still made out of thin air."

"Personally, this is the special ability of Miss Future. She creates those that may exist for a long time, or the influence disappears and then disappear... well, creation."

At this point, Ling finally smiled and nodded, as if she was pleased that the supervisor finally found the key problem.

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To be honest, the supervisor doesn’t understand why Ling is so concerned about her behavior in the containment room [F-01-37], because before this, and even in the records, it seems that there is a clear record of the abnormal ability of Miss Future side effect.

But even when asked, Ling shook her fingers with a smile, saying that she didn't need to worry, she already had a countermeasure...In short, that was the attitude.

"Oh~ Director, it’s a bit awkward to put on a suspicious expression on the face of Sister Mirai? Because if I explain it to you now, it will probably take more than two hours. I didn’t elaborate for the sake of your rest time. !"

She ate the large plate of oranges without changing her face, and drank all the thick orange juice, and then folded her hands together: "Well, I'm full!"

Then she jumped up numbly, and continued to sort out the things that seemed to be impossible in a day, and sitting opposite the supervisor, the'sister' also ate only the last small ball.

She picked it up with chopsticks and found that the supervisor was looking at herself, paused for a while, and stretched the chopsticks over: "Do you want to try? The supervisor is keen on trying various things. This is what has been recorded."

The supervisor thought for a while, Miss Mirai didn't object, so he leaned in, opened his mouth, and let the ball fall into his mouth... Honestly, he even thought he was eating chocolate for the first time.

But when you taste it carefully, the taste is a little different. The layered balls can taste extremely high calories. The interior seems to be hollow and contains liquid content. The taste is quite sweet, and it can even be said to be very sweet. The sweetness of the cough.

The supervisor hurriedly grabbed a glass of orange juice next to it. Although the taste was also strong, it was better than eating compressed sugar.

"The head of this department believes that regular consumption of sweetness can make people feel happy. I don't know the definition of happy mood, and there is no other cognitive concept of eating.

While the sister was explaining there, the supervisor looked directly at Ling, and in his heart, Miss Mirai sighed in a low voice. Fortunately, it is difficult for her to make any changes now. Otherwise, with the ball just now, she will probably work hard for a week. To be consumed.

One week is too exaggerated.

The supervisor shrugged, and after helping Bell deal with the files on the luxurious piano chair, he suddenly glanced at the keyboard with the lid closed.

Open it quietly, black and white, and the warm-feeling keys are right in front of your eyes... To be honest, the director usually knows very little about musical instruments, but since the [Miracle Orchestra] was armed, he would think of musical instruments and music theory from time to time. It feels like something that doesn't match work.

Staring at the keys for a long time, the supervisor suddenly stretched out his hand and hit one of the keys, causing the piano to make a very pleasant ding.

Ling holding the file and looking back, she saw that the supervisor was slowly laying her hands flat, calmly, as if thinking about something important, so she stretched out her index finger and lightly nodded in front of her mouth to signal her sister's next action. Take it easy.

After all, he looks like he is creating, and what Miss Mirae likes to do most in the past is to create in her free time, maybe there will be a good idea.

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1049. The change of mentality and thinking, sometimes must be a moment!

However, when the supervisor started knocking on Cannon, the bell relaxed. She had the right to play today's BGM, and continued to throw those worthless files into the recycling port, and then continue the work at hand.

As for the "sister", I just browsed through the documents marked as "recycled" to confirm that they are really useless, rather than accidentally classified incorrectly. In short, this process does not require much attention, and it is quite easy to organize. Up.

As for the supervisor...

'Mr. Supervisor, you must stay calm and clearly understand what you are doing. The coordination between your feet and the keyboard should be natural and soft. The pedal is half the strength of a piano. A pianist who can't pedal is like a pianist who can't step on the accelerator or brake. Like a driver!'

That's different. The car won't move well without the accelerator pedal.

Thinking of something that didn't exist in his mind, the supervisor's hand movements changed, from the cyclical, from beginning to end, Canon, who could be connected from beginning to end, to the "lemon" that many people liked in his time.

When the piano music filled with thin and gloomy thoughts sounded, Miss Mirai gave a hum, but did not disturb the supervisor, but quietly provided him with playing skills. With the deepening of the teaching, the supervisor now does not expect to be a master. But at least there is also a qualification for entry.

Not long after, after Ling finished part of the work on her hand, she finally couldn't help it, and went directly to the supervisor. After he finished this small melody, she reached out very affectionately to hold the supervisor's arm, and then extended her right hand. , Raised his head slightly, looking at the supervisor with some expectation.

Shrugging casually, the supervisor stretched out his left hand. The two of them looked like one person. After finishing the song, they started from Ling. It seemed familiar, but the supervisor didn’t know the name, but it could be based on Ling’s behavior. Keep up with the tune.