Blessings for the Daily Life of the Second Dimension

In order to make Hiratsuka Shizune believe, Chiya simply took out the pistol on his waist.

Although he is now a member of parliament, he has been a killer for several years before that, and it has long been a habit to carry a pistol with him.

Even though the organization arranged countless bodyguards for him, Qianye had never had the habit of giving his life to others, so he always carried a pistol on his body.

Seeing the pistol that Chiya took out and was often used at a glance, Hiratsuka Shizune also fell silent.

“Then ten years ago, you were going to the United States because of the organization’s arrangement?”

“Yes, at that time, my boss Dr. Miyano died unexpectedly due to the experiment, I was suspected and arranged to go to the United States to deal with the FBI, in order to prevent you from encountering an accident, I said that I had cancer and secretly went to the United States.”

“Stupid.”

Hearing Chiya explain what happened ten years ago, Hiratsuka Shizumi threw herself into his arms again.

“Why don’t you tell me the truth, my strength is not bad, and I can still protect you by your side.”

“That’s why I left secretly, your strength is indeed very strong, even if you can’t find someone stronger than you in the organization, but now it’s not an ancient society, sniper rifle bombs can’t be opened even if you can’t open more, right?”

“But…”

“Xiao Jing, believe me, when I complete the task and wipe out the organization, I will definitely come back and marry you!”

After Shizune Heizuka solved the misunderstanding, Chiya planned to have a good chat with her about his ideals in life at night, but the two hadn’t seen each other for a long time after all, so Shizuki Hiratsuka drank some wine in order to bolster herself.

However, Shizuki Hiratsuka’s amount of alcohol was surprisingly poor, and coupled with the quality of the wine, she almost demolished the house of Sawako Yamanaka after drinking too much.

In the middle of the night, Qianye couldn’t care about any ideals in life, and it took a lot of effort to put her in Yamanaka Sawako’s bedroom, and there was naturally nothing to talk about in life ideals.

After helping the two prepare breakfast and decanting tea in the morning, Chiya rushed to Saitama in Megumi Kato’s car.

He is a member of the Diet, not a local councilor, so he is in charge of other places in addition to the work in the Tokyo area.

Recently, Saitama Prefecture was holding the First Night Festival of the World, and as a member of the Council, he was invited by the local area to attend the event as a ribbon-cutting staff member for the First Night Festival in the World.

Senya has always wanted to go to Saitama Prefecture to experience the local hot springs before, but I have never had time, and now that I can travel at public expense, Chiya will naturally not refuse.

After arriving in Saitama Prefecture by car, Chiya was immediately warmly welcomed by local officials, and his warm appearance made Chiya think that he was his long-lost father.

I arrived in Saitama Prefecture at about 10 o’clock in the morning, and then went down with the local leaders to inspect the local customs and people, and attended the lighting ceremony, and after some work, I knew that it was only after 8 o’clock in the evening that Senye finally finished the work and got his own time.

“It’s really exhausting me, Megumi, help me prepare a yukata, I’m going to have a good hot spring.”

“Qianye-kun, there are still activities at night, are you sure you want to take a bath now?”

“There are still activities at night?! Is that little going to exhaust me? ”

“No, it’s not a locally arranged event, it’s something I arranged. Senya-kun, can you accompany me to go shopping later, I am a little afraid by myself. ”

After taking a look at the smiling Jia Tenghui, Qianye couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

“No problem, but let’s say first, we can only walk around for two hours, and tomorrow we will get up early and go back to Tokyo.”

Usually: In the past few days, the materials of the high-quality service grassroots line have not been closed since the New Year, and they have to work overtime every day these days, and I feel that I will die of overwork immediately.