The supervisor does not die from a debt

Nepujiya obviously didn't react from the surprise of being suddenly hugged by the idol, while Uni was trying to keep herself from getting too excited, and pointed to her terminal with some trembling.

I skillfully call up my favorite color on the terminal, and after signing the name, I look left and right, Miss Mirai suddenly picked up her terminal: "I like you very much, exchange personal communications, because I am leaving soon This city is now, so I can only contact it online."

"Huh? Is it really possible? But...disclose personal information casually, your agent..."

Nepujiya turned her head worriedly, but the terminal she was holding in her hand had completely exposed her vacillation.

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PS: A little sleepy, a lot of troubles... Looking for a blade at the beginning of the month?

1061. Start preparing, and today’s work also...

"Hmph, this is my private account. Even Ling has no jurisdiction. There are not many people, and I don’t plan to add too many people. Are you really unwilling... Well... I see, it must be Because I don’t think I can speak online, so..."

Miss Mirai quietly wiped her face, seeming to immediately put on a somewhat depressed expression, so that the two hurriedly waved their hands, picked up the terminal in a panic, and handed it to her-Plan Pass.

"Okay~ That's it, the break is about to end, then...well, right!"

She looked slyly left and right, and took out two thin plastic cards from her clothes: "This is the front row ticket for tonight's concert. If possible, would you please come to join us? I will make this then. action--"

Signed a very cute and playful gesture, Miss Future blinked: "It means that I am saying hello to you, okay?"

"When, of course I will go, even if I skip class today, I will definitely go!"

"It's too exaggerated to skip class! Nepujiya, we can take time off!"

Youni said this solemnly. As a top student, it doesn’t matter to be self-willed occasionally, so after a little hesitation, he continued: “You can say...well, Nepujiya’s sister, suddenly fell ill and needs someone to take care of... …Such?"

Miss Mirai returned to her position and asked the clerk to pack the cake for herself and carry it: "Well, it doesn't matter if the time is really tight. Even if you are pursuing an idol, you have to focus on your studies, you know? "

"Hmm, I understand!"

After saying goodbye to the two, Miss Mirai put on a mask and glasses and left the dessert shop immediately. Then, following the route she remembered, she found a sparsely populated path.

"Mr. Supervisor, are you curious? This is the first time I met Miss Uni and the others, and it was also in this city... Well, this world, the last time we met in a relatively stable period... This concert, They haven't come yet."

Listening quietly, the supervisor was thinking about what he wanted to do, but Miss Mirai suddenly laughed: "Don't worry about it, it's just that you suddenly came into my rest time, so I want to tell you a little interesting past. I'm not happy, um, just that, it's not that you used me as a shield to tease Bell and Miss Hong Liqi?"

Since you have said so, it must be.

However, Miss Mirai did not continue to pursue this issue. She cast her gaze to the small wooden lakeside path that she had just walked past, and then simply lay there.

"Did you know that just tonight, that is, a few hours later, an abnormal concept full of malice will be born from this bottomless lake. It was born against humans... There are so many ways to really deal with it."

As far as he could see, the huge lake seemed to be surrounded by the city, and the other side of the lake could not even be seen from a distance. If Miss Future said it was a lake, the supervisor even thought it was the sea.

The deep lake showed a gradual blue, and the deepest part became dark and difficult to see. The supervisor didn’t know what the so-called monster of the future lady was, and he didn’t know what effect it would have...because he had never experienced it. .

So just watched quietly and listened to Miss Mirai telling herself about the miserable conditions that happened in that era.

However, her voice was very good, and she was slow to speak, but it made the supervisor feel like she was listening to a history book... Until a few crisp reminders came, Miss Mirae stopped apologetically.

"It looks like you can only get here, Mr. Director, will you continue to be here? If you are still there, you can indeed..."

However, the supervisor failed to hear what she said, and only felt that her consciousness gradually became hazy, and then gradually lost the light in front of her eyes, and finally sank into a peaceful sleep.

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To be honest, the supervisor felt that he was not resting well—in his dream, Tomono occasionally appeared sadly saying that the supervisor was always bothered and wanted to keep the supervisor looking at him and squeeze him into a ball.

After a while, I was using the new medicine with Lingxian again, but when I opened my eyes, I found that only my brain and eyeballs were left in the petri dish. Lingxian smiled and said that he could stay with him all the time.

Then in the next second, the angle of view turned into a very weird, it looked as if one's head was growing on Bell's neck... This kind of subtle, curious, or somewhat terrifying picture revolving around, finally all When it disappeared, the supervisor suddenly opened his eyes.

Familiar ceiling—corrected. I have been familiar with it for dozens of days, but I feel that the ceiling that has passed a few years has a faint light that can probably see things clearly, and at the same time it does not make the eyes uncomfortable.

After being confused for a while, the supervisor seriously pondered the status quo, then turned his head and saw that a group of long pink hair was scattered beside him, and the weak and weak girl fell asleep quietly, completely not the way she always worried about it. .

Then turned to look at the other side, the girl with soft black hair arched her body properly, her hands curled up in front of her and fell asleep peacefully. It seemed that she was the only one who woke up earlier today.

After thinking for a while, in order not to fall into the strange dream that seemed to cut himself into dozens of pieces again, the supervisor moved his body lightly and got out of the two, and then lightly entered the bathroom.

To be honest, it’s not tiring, and because of the mental recovery, the supervisor now feels that he has a clear head... After setting it so that the sound does not go out, the supervisor slightly touched the tooth marks from the neck to the shoulder area, and found that it has been Dan shrugged after barely seeing it.

This person, Uni, was really ruthless, but the supervisor was better at it and asked her to let it go involuntarily...cough, let's not talk about it.

In short, wash first. After washing, the supervisor looked at the time, and then simply rinsed himself. Then he picked up the set of supervisor uniforms placed on the table.

Returning to his chair and sitting down, the supervisor pondered for a while, gently opened the mercury lamp box, slept in a daze, took out the mercury lamp that looked like a normal doll, and then took the clockwork The key, start to wind her up, by the way, take a look at the compiled information in advance.

In short, you always have to be prepared for daily work. No matter what happens, it is something that you need to face outside of work. Failure to succeed makes things calm down. All statements and ideas are just broad language.

While twisting the clockwork'kakaka', the supervisor read the contents of the document carefully without noticing that the clockwork had been wound for a long time.

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PS: Sitting at home for too long, I feel a bit out of touch with society, weird things...

PS4: ...please ask for a ticket and a blade!

1062. That's right!Add a BUFF project in future work!

Unicorn opened his eyes in confusion. It felt good that he hadn't been studying all night. The body was not so stiff as to make a creaking sound. Instead, it was something warm, as if soaking in a hot spring. At the same time, the softness that made people feel unbelievable has been maintained.

It's not annoying, even the feeling of yesterday's exhaustion and the whole person is no longer good, as if the feeling of eternal sleep in the next moment, and the cold feeling of if there is no trace, as if the whole person has never been better. .

Then she saw that Nepujiya was on the opposite side, not too far away, and she seemed to sleep peacefully, even peacefully a bit like a baby.

Subconsciously reached out and poked the opponent's cheek, Nepujiya let out a soft whimper, and then slowly opened his eyes. In his beautiful pupils like amethyst, he could see his reflection, his hair was messy, and his pajamas were messy. , Even the wrong button...

"Huh...Miss Uni, good morning...I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep for ten...ten minutes..."

In Yuni's memory, Nepki Yako never prayed for such a short rest time when lying in bed.

She suddenly recalled what happened yesterday, her cheeks immediately turned from white to reddish, and moved to a deeper level, so she quickly sat up and looked in the direction of the desk-the wide chair back completely covered the supervisor's body. He is in shape, but judging from the shaking legs under the swivel chair, he seems to be very leisurely.

Ah, no one else cares much, but I care about it. This is not like you, Uni!

After cheering herself up, Yuni didn’t bother Nepujiya, and after letting her continue to rest, some walked over without knowing how to greet the supervisor. When she was about to speak, she saw that the supervisor was twisting. Clockwork.

"Good morning, how is your rest? Do you feel any pain? Or the cold from the heart, or the inexplicable mood, wanting to get angry and destroy something?"

The supervisor is quite leisurely...or in his own way, he cares about Youni. The connection is not literally or physically. You can even feel the kindness and warmth from over there. , Haunting itself.

So none of the pre-ordered statements came in handy. She routinely held up her hand and twisted a strand of hair with her fingers: "Ah...that, um, it's okay, thank you for your concern..."