Sawada Tsunayoshi was still hesitant before arriving at the office.
He always felt that his feelings towards the special assistant lady had undergone some subtle changes during this holiday. He didn't know why, and he didn't understand whether this change was good or bad.
But every time I think about what I have experienced recently, I always feel happy and cringing in my heart.
Just like when he stood in front of his neighbor's door and knocked on the door, he didn't know whether he would see the vicious Chihuahua barking at him or the kind neighbor's grandma when he opened the door.
In the past, although Sawada Tsunayoshi held the position of the tenth generation leader of Vongola, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had dealt with almost all kinds of people, but he could use the cheating weapon of super intuition to assist him.
Make your own choices.
The super-intuition deeply rooted in the blood will always be a wonderful magic weapon for the Vongola blood to know how to use people and distinguish between good and evil. It is precisely because of this that Sawada Tsunayoshi has never experienced such a complicated and strange thing now.
Feeling.
What does this feel like?
The outstanding tenth generation of Vongola suddenly felt that he had returned to the time many years ago, when he was still a stumbling block, and no matter what, he was at the entry level of a novice.
What would he do at that time?
Unknowingly, Sawada Tsunayoshi turned the phone to the communication page where Li Baoen was located, but he did not make the call until the screen of the phone automatically turned off.
It’s not because I can’t trust this knowledgeable teacher.
But at this moment Sawada Tsunayoshi's super intuition suddenly played its due role - Riboen would definitely, definitely laugh at him and watch the fun from the sidelines!
With such a sad and angry mood, Sawada Tsunayoshi opened the door of the president's room.
The strange thing is that today, there is no brewed coffee on his desktop today, but it is empty, with only a mountain of documents piled on it.
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Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that this scene was a bit awkward, but it was just missing a coffee cup. Is it really that big of a difference?
He really couldn't understand himself more and more.
While thinking this, Sawada Tsunayoshi reached out and picked up the coffee beans next to him, deciding to be self-reliant for the time being.
"Dong dong dong." At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the president's office.
Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't even look back, and shouted behind him: "Miss Terahaya, please just come in. By the way, regarding what happened yesterday, my mother said she likes you very much..." Picked
Gift.
Before he could finish speaking, he heard an obvious gasp coming from behind him.
Only then did Sawada Tsunayoshi realize that something was wrong. He slowly turned his head and happened to face a woman in professional attire with a frightened face. If Sawada Tsunayoshi remembered correctly, the other person seemed to be...
··Miss A, the secretary of the secretariat?
"That...President!" Secretary A swallowed hard and her voice trembled nervously: "I will not tell anyone what happened just now!"
"No, I didn't hear anything just now!!" She closed her eyes suddenly and said with a look of death on her face.
Sawada Tsunayoshi fell silent.
"······"
The legs of Ms. A, the secretary opposite, had begun to tremble, and I doubted whether the thin heels of her shoes could support such violent trembling.
"No, listen to me..." Tsunayoshi Sawada tried to explain helplessly, but the other party was obviously not in a state to listen. He could only sigh and changed his words and asked: "Why?
Are you here to deliver the documents today?"
Secretary A opened her eyes. Although her voice was cautious, the meaning in her eyes was still quite obvious - [Ha, I knew it!]
"Didn't the president check the personnel status in the company system?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi shook his head, because it was rare for him to make coffee in person first, so he had not turned on the computer yet.
But that's not what he asked just now. Why would the other party ask him this question?
Perhaps because Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes were too obviously retarded, Secretary A's answer gave her a little more confidence to refute.
"Because Watanabe is helping her—she has already asked for leave today!!"
Snapped,
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the coffee spilled on the carpet and the white porcelain cup rolled under the table,
I finally understood what went wrong today.
It was obviously a working day, but Watanabeji had already asked for leave from the company.
This is not in line with her style, but there is no way, Watanabe Temple has an important thing to do.
"Kondo Enterprises." Watanabeji was lying leisurely on the sofa at home, slowly passing these words on the tip of his tongue.
She is definitely not a magnanimous person. Even if she pretends to be like this type most of the time, it is just because a gentle and kind persona is more versatile and popular.
Although the last time she was punished for standing still and getting wet in the rain was mostly within her plan, and it also greatly contributed to Watanabeji's early relationship development, these were all the results of her own efforts, weren't they?
Is there any relationship with Kondo Enterprises?
On the contrary, Watanabeji still remembers his calves that were so sore that day that he lost consciousness, the feeling as if ants were gnawing at his bones when he walked, and his appearance that was almost unsightly due to the rain...
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If she hadn't tried hard enough to protect her face and found a place to take shelter from the rain, how could she have used the beautiful and pitiful image she planned to have to meet Mr. Sawada?
so,
Is [Watanabe Temple's desire to take revenge on Kondo Company] conflict with her own idea of [wanting to take advantage of Kondo Company]?
Obviously, there is no conflict.
As a result, the vindictive Ms. Watanabe submitted a leave application to the company and stayed at home waiting for a special guest.
"Kondo Enterprises..." She read the name again.
"Are you casting a curse on someone?" Suddenly, a lazy male voice sounded near Watanabe Temple.
Watanabe Temple turned around early, and saw that the other person was lying on her window sill, holding his chin with one hand, as if he had been observing her for a long time.
This is indeed a very normal picture, but there is one thing that needs to be ignored...
The apartment Miss Watanabe rents is on the sixth floor.
Watanabe Temple was not surprised: "Can't you change a common way of visiting? For example, use the elevator from the front entrance and then come up or something?"
The strange man didn't take it seriously. He put his hand down, propped himself on the window sill, and jumped in through the open window perfectly.
"That's so troublesome. No one else can see me anyway. What's more, if you open the window at this time, aren't you just saying to me, "Come on, come on, I've already prepared a convenient entrance for you."
Oh, Lord God]?" The other party exaggeratedly pinched his throat and said a shameful line only found in fantasy novels.
Watanabe Temple has long been silent.
Her eyes looked up and down at this strange visitor.
The other person has short dark purple hair and a pair of lazily squinting blue pupils. He clearly claims to be a very noble god, but he has been wearing the same clothes since he met him.
Even if he is really a god, can't he find clothes suitable for his identity?
Watanabe Temple looked at this guy's tasteless black sportswear with disgust on his face, and his eyes stayed on the childish crown icon on his chest for two seconds.
Even more disgusted.
"Hey, what's your expression? Are you showing your disgust too much?" Mr. Kami protested loudly and thrust his tattered phone in front of Watanabe Temple, "Obviously it was you who first took the initiative to pray to Mr. Kami.
That’s what you wish for, right?”
Watanabe Temple had already touched it from the coffee table next to him, and then threw a five-yen coin into the other party's arms.
"Hi, hi, noble Lord Yato." Her tone was without sincerity, "Can you help me curse Kondo Enterprises for bankruptcy?"
The strange man in sportswear named Yadou didn't listen to what she was saying. Both eyes were attracted by the free-falling coin. He hurriedly caught it and then showed a happy smile.
"Okay--ah, by the way, what were you talking about just now?"
After Yato heard this question thoroughly, he sat down on Watanabe Temple's sofa, opened the potato chips next to him and ate them.
"Dah ah."
"Then give me the money back." Watanabeji had already reached for it.
Yadou cautiously stuffed the money into his bottle, then shook it quickly to make sure that all the money was gone before he continued to click potato chips with confidence.
"The money already given to the gods cannot be taken back."
Watanabe Temple had already seen the casual image of him eating his cheeks like a hamster, with potato chip crumbs stuck to his mouth, and he sighed deeply in his heart.
If she hadn't known this guy a long time ago, she wouldn't have believed that such a casual and slovenly man could actually be a god!
That's right, probably not long after Watanabe Temple accidentally discovered her superpower, that is, ten years ago, she picked up a strange flyer on the road.
The content of the flyer was very strange. The general idea was that as long as she spent five yen, all her wishes could come true.
If it were her now, she would probably not even read the flyer and throw it into the trash can on the roadside. But Terahaya, who was still a child at that time, actually believed this nonsense and even used it on tiptoe.
Public phone booth, dialed that string of phone numbers.
Watanabeji remembers... Yato's appearance at that time was quite impressive?
The next second after the call is dialed,
A large cloud of gray smoke exploded with a "bang" in front of Koderasao, and a figure handsomely fell from the air and stood in front of Koderasao——
"Are you the one summoning the omnipotent god?" The god in sportswear asked condescendingly.
"Wow!" Koderasao's eyes were bright, and he completely believed his lies: "Are you a god? Can any wish come true for me?"
"It's not a wish, it's a commission...it's the same after all." The god who was muttering something clearly didn't think that children could understand the difference between the two.
But the next second he saw the coin in the girl's hand, his face immediately changed, and he said to Kodera Hayao with a smile: "Yes, it only costs five yen!"
Kodera held the coins in her hand hesitantly. She had just used all the money to make phone calls, and only the five yen coins were left, but...
She made up her mind, walked bravely in front of the god, and raised the coin upward——
"Lord God, please grant my wish!" The young voice prayed to the unknown god in front of him with firm belief.
"What wish do you want to realize?" The god knelt down and stared at Koderasao's green eyes with his blue eyes. The expression on his face had become much more solemn without knowing it.
Did she see it wrong? Why does she feel that the current god is guarding Temple Haya?
Do you think she is greedy?
Xiaodera didn't understand for a long time. She finally pursed her lips under the other party's scrutinizing gaze and cried out her heart's desire——
"Terazaya wants to eat cake! Although it's only five yen, can God let Terahaya eat the cake?"
"Cake?" The god opposite was stunned.
Xiao Sizao nodded, with two packs of tears in his eyes: "Today, today is Si Zao's birthday. Others have said that birthdays should be cakes, but Si Zao, Si Zao has not tasted the taste of cake...
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She raised her head, her eyes were like a lake in the early morning, crystal clear without a trace of impurities, and the green color was like a gem with all dust removed.
"I won't be greedy, just a small piece is fine..."
"Can you help me, Lord Kami?"
"Can you help me, Lord God~~~"
Yadou imitated the scene vividly, and then pretended to sigh: "Time is so cruel, who would have thought that such a cute little girl would become like this now——"
He rolled to the side urgently, dodging the hidden weapon that struck from mid-air.
Yadou's eyes were shaking as he looked at the eyebrow razor that was only one centimeter away from him. It was reflecting a sharp layer of light and was stuck directly on the pillow next to him——
"What's more! Why are my attitudes toward gods becoming more and more rude?!" He shouted in horror.
"Thank you for helping me recall the most unforgettable experience in my life..." Watanabe Temple sneered and retracted his hand that threw out the murder weapon, his tone full of murderous intent.
"What kind of garbage god would take a ten-year-old child to steal a cake and be chased out of ten streets!!!"