Chapter 201
"If the bodies of several captain-level spiritual pressures are all Shinigami of Mei Zhen's level...even if I can't defeat him, I'll still have no problem escaping."
"..."
Lisa subconsciously wanted to refute, but thinking of Haruto's previous performance in breaking through the knot, and the understatement in describing the defeat of the plum needle - a single action without burdens was indeed his best choice.
"Please proceed with caution."
"I'll pay attention."
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"Wow."
The hell butterfly flew away from Haruto's finger.
The enemy's intelligence is very little, but at least one thing is certain: "It's not yet time" - the God of Death who dissuaded Mei Zhen from liberating said this.
The disconnected situation cannot last forever, and that would be too disrespectful of Hikifune Kiryu's ability.
In other words.
"The other side will take action soon."
Haruto frowned.
His eyes have grown several times recently, and there are some signs of squinting... It must be due to working too much on the future of Soul Society.
"This time..."
"Inversely proportional to Captain Hikifune's ability."
Haruto has seen Hikifune Kiryu's level, so the opponent must be wary of this move.
"For them to reveal their strength so quickly, they don't necessarily have to force the God of Death to join forces."
"It could also be..."
"What are you looking for?"
Haruto had many guesses, but none of them were accurate before the opponent took action.
one way or another.
Before you understand the enemy's method of hiding spiritual pressure, you still need to be more prepared.
At this time——
"that......"
"Why are you still here?"
"..."
Anheduo glanced around, looking at the pits plowed by howitzers, showing an aggrieved expression of where could I go if I am so weak.
"Are you the God of Death?"
Anheduo's psychological quality is still very strong.
Not only did he ignore Haruto's mental blow, he also gave Haruto a small surprise.
"Um?"
Does the other party know the existence of Death?
It's true that someone with some psychic ability can see the Shinigami, but the latter will not easily come into contact with humans. This is something that has been written in textbooks since the days of the Shino Spiritual Arts Academy.
"I......"
An Heduo finally prepared his mind and mustered up the courage to speak:
"When I was attacked by a monster, an uncle in samurai uniform came to my rescue. He told me that he was the God of Death..."
Anheduo quickly added mid-sentence.
"But uncle usually appears at night. It's daytime now, so I couldn't tell it at first."
Anheduo didn't look like he was lying.
The God of Death actually performs most of his tasks at night, because the possibility of being witnessed during this time is relatively low, which can save a lot of trouble; and at night, human beings' negative emotions will be unknowingly amplified. Very interested in these.
"Have you been rescued many times?"
Haruto asked one more question casually.
"Yeah, just a dozen times, right?"
"..."
Nothing wrong.
If it had only been saved once, the God of Death could have just left as if nothing had happened, but if it had been saved too many times...
It's better to explain your identity to avoid being mistaken for a stalker.
"When was the last time?"
"...Two months ago?"
"That's okay."
As the junior leader of the Thirteenth Division, Haruto still has to pay attention to the atmosphere within the team.
"Do you want to take a day off?"
"Eh?"
Haruto raised his wrist in a move that was very unbecoming of a Shinigami.
"It's probably too late to take a lunch break."
"that......"
It seems that this oral habit is a thinking buffer An Heduo has given himself.
"we are on holiday."
Anheduo took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
The screen showed a government announcement that there was a serious failure (explosion) in a nearby gas pipeline and people were asked to evacuate the surrounding area.
"..."
There are free special effects movies in front of me, and I still have time to watch the news on my mobile phone, even if this thing is as compulsory as the earthquake broadcast... Well, many people have to post on Weibo before they die. Expressing your feelings like saying this is actually normal considering modern people’s dependence on mobile phones.
If it weren't for the fact that the spirit body couldn't be captured by the camera, Anheduo might have made a huge revelation by now.
"Do you have children?"
Haruto's question was a bit abrupt.
Not to mention An Heduo, most people's brain circuits can't react.
"Not yet, not yet!"
Answers like this provide enough information.
"Then make a call to your husband and tell him that he will go on a business trip tonight and won't be coming back."
The alarm was issued just at noon. It would be too disrespectful of my husband to say that I was working overtime at night.
"I, my husband is on a business trip..."
Anheduo's lowered head was already blushing.
"Very good, then you will stay at the company tonight... You are not the kind of shady company that works overtime despite the government's ban, right?"
"No, no, no, our company is very good."
Anheduo quickly waved his hand and denied it.
"that is......"
"What's going on tonight?"
An Heduo also knew that there was something wrong with this statement, but some things still had to be asked clearly.
"To prevent you from being attacked."
"......good."
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The twenty-seventh floor of the office building.
It is adjacent to a residential area and not far from the riverbank where homeless people gather. It is not the kind of high-rise building located in the city center.
An Heduo said it was a very good company...
When she swiped her card to go in, Haruto felt that it didn't look that good.
certainly.
If you include the fact that you don’t have to work overtime, being in Neon is indeed a good job... Well, Haruto, who saw the notice on the wall, felt that he was thinking wrongly:
It takes two weekends to make up for the half-day special holiday.
Let’s think about the energy potion An Heduo bought from Lawson...
"Tsk."
Choosing to fight here is indeed a good choice.
"Sorry."
Anheduo went to the closet next door to change into sportswear.
Obviously she has long been used to working overtime in the company all night long, otherwise she would not have prepared such a set of equipment: like the scene in AV where she works overtime alone in uniform at night, I am afraid only newcomers who have not yet entered the workplace will believe it.
"fine."
Haruto glanced at the famous post on the back of Anheduo:
The sportswear worn by neon high school students is marked with the holder of the name, and Anheduo's should be her last name before she adopted her husband.
I apologized for walking around upstairs several times:
According to Anheduo's own explanation, she is actually a road idiot who is as good as Kenpachi - even on the rare mornings when the company does not need to work overtime, she gets up early in the morning and comes downstairs to wait for others to take her up.
certainly.
Haruto feels that she cannot be entirely blamed for this:
Based on the maze-like structure of this office building, he even doubted whether there was an office of an illegal underworld inside.
"Are you sure you want to go to bed so early?"
While Haruto was still observing the office, Anheduo had already begun to build a floor next to the workstation.
"Don't worry about me."
An Heduo waved his hands quickly.
"I just happen to feel a little sleepy..."
Before he finished speaking, Anheduo, who didn't even take off his makeup, fell asleep hugging the pillow he just touched.
"call--"
"Ha~"
"..."
Haruto fell into silence listening to the deep purring.
No matter whether it is a human being or a god of death, work is not easy to do - looking at Anheduo's attitude towards children, it is clear that she likes children very much; but based on her current physical condition, the lack of sudden death is simply a matter of taking advantage of her youth. .
If you take off the makeup on your face, you may have to go to the Panda Park Cos Corner if you have heavy dark circles.
All sexy.
"alright."
Haruto walked out of the narrow and crowded office room.
"Now is not the time for sentimentality."
He had a whole afternoon to learn from Kenneth's experience on the set next door and transform the entire empty office building...
