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Chapter 145 Acting as an internal response

    Two ghost killers who will run away after receiving a marriage certificate.

    In terms of force, Hyakkimaru is confident that he can defeat the enemy, but in terms of intelligence competition, he is still a doll that has just been released from the factory, and he can only recognize it if he is said to be a fool.

    Simply put, the brain is empty, and you act purely on intuition.

    "Dororo, I didn't screw up."

    Hyakkimaru recounted the process to Dororo who worked overtime until 11 pm and finally went home to catch his breath.

    As soon as Osamu Dazai came back, he lay on the tatami pillow blowing on the air conditioner, his body was soft, his eyes were closed, and the sofa that was so close at hand seemed too far away. His briefcase was thrown aside, and the gray suit had a few wrinkles, which were the traces of sitting in the office for a long time, and he looked like a social animal devastated by work.

    Hyakkimaru poured him a glass of ice water, Dazai Osamu didn't want to raise his head, and made a nasal sound: "I'm so tired."

    Hyakkimaru helped him into his arms, taking care of him with all his heart.

    "Mr. Mori is fine. Sooner or later, he will know that I work in the Supernatural Secret Service."

    Osamu Dazai's voice was not so hoarse after drinking the water. Today he has been in meetings, working, and handling a lot of intelligence work. The government department is a place where ability and loyalty are valued. If he wants to climb to the top, he will have to make great efforts to contact people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

    Osamu Dazai buried his face in his knees, and said sullenly: "I want to take a sip of Hyakkimaru~."

    Cats suck catnip for happiness, and Hyakkimaru is his catnip.

    "I belong to Dororo."

    Just as Dororo belongs to him.

    Hyakkimaru will always say something that Osamu Dazai likes, filling the vacancy in the other party's heart.

    Osamu Dazai still had a smile under his heavy workload.

    This kind of work is very tiring. To be honest, it exceeded Dazai Osamu's expectations, but there was an indescribable sense of accomplishment. He always left spare energy in the past, and he had never devoted himself so wholeheartedly to life. No time to commit suicide, no time to think about the word "boring", the Supernatural Secret Service Division forced him out of human emotions.

    The money he earns is no longer dirty, and every banknote is clean money that can be used to live.

    For the goodness recognized by Hyakkimaru.

    His loyalty to the government was unexpectedly recognized.

    "Do you know...Hyakkimaru, the Supernatural Secret Service Division thinks I'm trustworthy." Osamu Dazai whispered to him in a whisper that won't be passed on to the outside world, "They said, I don't have righteousness, but I have something that I can hold on to more than righteousness." The bottom line, I passed their real assessment, and my future promotion will no longer be subject to suspicion and hindrance."