Red blood-splattering dreamer – 2
There are advantages to working with subordinates rather than working alone. Of course, I don’t have to move myself, just watch and wait. It’s comfortable because I feel like I’m eating after turning back automatic hunting.
Instead, that comfortable advantage turns into a fatal disadvantage. If you look closely, you’ll see, ‘No, C’Thun over there?’ Because there are cases where the same thing comes out. It’s annoying to do it yourself, but the hunsu instinct soars.
– I can’t.
“What?”
In that dilemma, the former head of section 2, now Mr. Charles, came up with a miraculous answer. If the boss sees it and gets frustrated, you can just not show anything in the first place.
Without a cause, there is no effect. This is a really unexpected answer. This isn’t crazy, really.
“What have you been doing?”
Chief 2 evolved into Charles, looking at what he’s doing now, it’s been three days since he’s degenerated. It’s not such a long time, but judging from the usual acting ability of section 2, it’s time to start something.
Besides, you never know when a red wave might hit you, so it’s best to move as quickly as possible. But three days wasted in vain?
‘He disguised himself as a graduate student.’
Has the practicality changed to the level of a graduate student? How far have you fallen, Mr. Charles?
As soon as I seriously thought about that, the second section chief’s expression became subtle. You seem to know that you are in an embarrassing situation.
– Ms. Cristina can’t let go.
And I stopped thinking for a moment at the unexpected words.
“That much?”
– Yes.
I was rather embarrassed by the firm answer. I know that Christina cares for her junior after a long time, but she didn’t know that she would be able to hold back the second section.
‘She’s not even a real junior.’
Chief 2 is not Charles, he is not an assistant teacher, and he is not even someone who will be in the lab permanently.
Actually, she is older than Cristina in Section 2. While creating an identity, I was hit with both my age and my age…
– How is it? Thinking of her as the minister’s wife’s nephew, I can’t just go out.
I just touched my chin for no reason, complaining that I was liberated somewhere. It’s good that he didn’t do anything stupid to Cristina, but it got to the point where he didn’t do anything.
“I’ll pull it out separately, so move on then.”
After thinking about it for a while, I came up with a simple solution. If he can’t come out on his own, I’ll have to get him out.
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No matter how hard it is, Cristina won’t cast ‘Hee-hee, I can’t go!’ Even though the inspector is looking for her. It bothers her that she has to go through this process, but she can’t help it.
– Okay.
Perhaps he was relieved by my words, the subtle expression on his face softened a little.
‘It’s amazing.’
It’s different because I always see him smirking and smirking. No matter how much the minister’s nephew is driven like that?
It’s not just a difference in lineage, is there a problem with compatibility? It’s amazing.
And as soon as I cut off the communication, I went to the lab and picked up Section 2. To say that the manager made the move himself is a cheeky section manager.
“Sorry. I have something to say.”
“Haha, it’s okay. Don’t be pressured and take me anytime.”
Fortunately, Gerhardt sent Section 2 without much resistance. He’s a person I put in anyway, so he doesn’t seem to care about me taking him for a while.
Instead, Cristina looked at Section 2 with a pity in her eyes, but she tried to ignore it. If she looks like a mother bird stealing her eggs right in front of her eyes, maybe it’s because of her mood.
“Whoa…”
As soon as I walked away from the lab, the 2nd section chief let out a deep sigh.
“Was it that hard?”
“Staying still is also hard work.”
It was quite impressive to see him answer a question implied with trembling in his teeth.
“I’d rather throw things at you or get annoyed at you, but I had no idea what to do because they were full of good intentions.”
For three days, the second section manager’s mouth, once opened, did not know how to close.
If you had a lot of work, you had a reason to finish it and go out, or if you behaved like a dog, you had the confidence to return the same.
However, I couldn’t get used to the fact that if I snapped a finger, he rushed over and sat me down. She says that for a moment she thought she was a sugar human whose body would break at the slightest movement.
‘It’s overprotective.’
A word that came to my mind instinctively after listening to the desperate testimony of section 2. No matter how you think about it, it’s overprotective. Overprotectiveness that you would only show to a child you saw at a later age.
…Do you have a similar category to the juniors you saw at a late age?
“I gave you a special credit, so work hard.”
I sorted out my thoughts of falling into a strange place and patted the back of section 2. As much as the boss worked hard, the subordinate should also repay.
“If I wasn’t there anyway, the manager would have to run himself—”
“Maw.”
It’s not cowardly to compete with facts.
Chief 2 quickly went into work, perhaps because of the joy of breathing the fresh air in three days.
‘Is this work?’
In fact, it was said that it was an automatic hunting, but at first glance, it is difficult to distinguish what the second section is doing. So I believe you will do well.
Obviously, on the surface, they seem to be hanging out here and there, but they actually picked up the information they needed. That’s a real informant, I guess.
“I think Division 2 should be in the Intelligence Department, not the Inspection Department.”
“Then you should go there too. I don’t think it’s any different from 1.”
And it is easy to move when the inspection department has its own information network. It’s annoying if you ask for cooperation from the intelligence department every time you move.
I naturally refuted the words of section 1 and drank the water in front of me. When cold water enters, it seems to calm down a little.
‘Why is he always at this time?’
I suppressed a sigh that was about to burst out and glanced at Section 1. I come to the dorm every night and wonder what this is all about.
Contrary to concerns, the head of section 1 did not come to the club room to play. Still, I was moved because I thought he had no intention of bothering me.
“Manager! I’m here!”
I’m not even sure. I came to the dorm, not to the club room. This guy seems to enjoy going beyond my expectations.
“Go back.”
“Eeeing, that’s too much! I’ve been here all along!”
“It’s done, go back.”
In the first place, in the middle of the night, where is the subordinate who surprises at the boss’s quarters? It’s a terrible thing for a boss to do to a subordinate. Is this bullying or something?
However, I couldn’t overcome the whining of the head of section 1, so I ended up taking him to the dorm. My seller is also true.
‘I’d rather have this.’
I thought of it as positively as possible. No matter how much the face of the 1st section is relatively sold, isn’t it better not to know that you’re here?
This is better than going around harassing the club room for no reason. Yes, this is better…
“Eat more of this.”
“Wow! Thank you!”
The happiness circuit was turned on to the level of fire, and then the bread that was put next to it was pushed toward the 1st section.
Originally, Louise made it for the purpose of giving it to the 1st section chief, but since the 1st section didn’t even go to the club room, I got it.
‘He eats well.’
I absently watched Section 1 chief eating bread. Is the onomatopoeia called omnyomnyol used in this case?
***
The corners of my mouth went up at the sight of the manager pushing the bread indifferently. It’s also an expected reaction.
‘If you don’t like it, you say you hate it.’
Of course, tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick of course. After doing it a few times as a courtesy, in the end, you listen to it all. If you really hate it, you’re a person who speaks more than words.
It is a peculiar personality. It’s not a normal look to push away and look at it while you’re going to accept it anyway.
‘It’s good for me.’
You look like an adolescent younger brother, so cute. Other than times like this, I wouldn’t feel that the manager is younger than me.
Still, I couldn’t be purely happy because I guessed the cause of that unique personality. It’s probably because of the 6 swords case.
I don’t want to make another relationship because all the people I care for are leaving, but I miss the memories of that time to completely ignore others.
‘I don’t need to know this.’
Because what I do is my job, my ability to read minds has increased unnecessarily. I don’t want to steal the manager’s heart, even if others don’t know.
“What’s wrong?”
Perhaps I was staring at you too closely, the manager bluntly opened his mouth.
“The manager wants you to eat too. Here!”
I forcibly raised the feeling that had been sinking little by little at that appearance. You can’t be depressed in front of the manager. Because it’s best to show the image of a pleasant colleague.
“I gave it to you to eat, but I took it back—”
“Here!”
When I pushed the bread into the manager’s mouth, who was trying to say no, the manager cursed with his eyes and then opened his mouth obediently.
“Isn’t it delicious?”
For some reason, I felt proud as if I was feeding my lover.
I bet even the princess couldn’t feed her like this yet? Because the manager doesn’t really like it when others do what he can do.
You have to have a relationship where you cried and laughed for two years like me before you can have fun like this, huh.
“The bread is there—”
“Take one more!”
The mouth of this bad manager trying to say something without romance. It should be covered with bread.
‘Okay…’
I was just happy with this situation, so I kept laughing. This time with the manager and the two of us.
Of course, there were many times when I was alone with the manager due to work issues. It was like that in the office of the Inspection Department, and it was like that during the third glory.
But since we share bread like this, it seems like we are enjoying a date.
‘It should hurt less.’
A red wave that is targeting the academy, a spy that already exists inside. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t have had a chance to do this.
Of course, it is impossible to let go. If you do that, you will be hated by the manager.
So let’s send it off with as little pain and pain as possible. I’m sure you’ve got the anesthetic, so you’ll be fine.
***
As soon as I was about to open my mouth, section 1 kept pushing bread. When I closed my mouth, I squeezed it until I opened it.
This is food torture. What the hell are you doing to your boss?
‘Doesn’t it taste good?’
I even got a reasonable doubt when I saw that they were constantly dealing with each other. No, but he tends to eat pretty much anything when it comes to bread, right?
…Well, let’s see if I’m full.