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Shibuya 109 Department Store, seventh floor.

There are many customers in a coffee shop with an English name.

The window position becomes an excellent viewing point, from which you can see the people passing by on the street.

There are mostly young people, and men and women in various fashionable styles walk on the streets of Shibuya.

There are a lot of hot girls here who have dark wheat-colored skin that is darker than Akizuki Iroha's wheat-colored skin, or who have bleached their hair.

Even among these hot girls, Akizuki Iroha is the hottest one.

At this time, Qiuyue Caiyu sat by the window and sighed: "Hey, I wonder if Qingze has come back from staying together?"

Using a silver teaspoon in his right hand, he randomly smashed the coffee shop assistant's carefully crafted patterns.

If a store clerk saw such a scene, he would definitely feel like killing someone with a knife.

Akizuki Iroha didn't care, just stirred it casually, looking out the window, as if she wanted to see the Asakusa Pier through the street.

Takahashi Saeko sat there and said slowly: "Who told you not to take the initiative? If you are so afraid of loneliness, ask Qingze out every day."

"Zezi, Qingze has something to be busy with, and I also have work to do as an anchor, so I can't make appointments every day."

Qiuyue Iroha shook her head. During the summer vacation, the number of followers of her fashion blogger's videos kept rising, and now it has exceeded the 3,000 mark.

She is only just over 990,000 short of her dream of being a millionaire blogger.

The income from making videos every day can allow her to sit here and drink a cup of coffee, eat two cakes, and an egg tart.

Less is less, but during the live broadcast, there were encouragements in the barrage, and netizens left messages saying that they had benefited a lot, and were called hot girl teachers.

Akizuki Caiyu gets great satisfaction from this. She can help others and make money at the same time. Blogging is really a very good profession.

She has decided to become a millionaire blogger. Not only can she support herself and Qingze, but she can also provide good advice to those who are not good at dressing up.

Therefore, during the summer vacation, the question she thought about the most was not how to ask Qingze to play, but how to shoot innovative short videos.

Nowadays, we pay attention to advancing with the times. Simple outfits seem too boring, so we should wear some outfits outside to let netizens see the feedback from passers-by.

The increasing number of subscribers and comments shows that her efforts are not in vain.

"But you ask me out every day."

"Madoka is looking for a new boyfriend, Kaoru is called back to her hometown farm in Hokkaido to help, and you are the only one available.

Moreover, I feel so embarrassed to discuss this kind of matter with Qingze. "

"I don't understand where your shyness lies. Qingze knows that you are a fashion blogger, so he might still watch your short videos every day."

"Zezi, don't say such things."

Akizuki Iroha blushed and quickly took a sip of coffee to cool her cheeks.

Takahashi Saeko wanted to continue speaking, but there was a ding sound from her phone. She picked it up and looked at it. It was a text message reminder that the account had been received from Swiss Bank.

"Zezi, did someone send you a message?"

"My part-time job is paid."

"Hey, you used to have a part-time job, how much did you make?"

Akizuki Iroha stared at Takahashi Saeko with her big eyes, full of curiosity.

Takahashi Saeko exited the text message and said calmly: "It's not much, just 80 million yen."

"Nani?!"

Akizuki Iroha raised her voice, instantly attracting the attention of the surrounding customers. She quickly shrank her shoulders and whispered: "Eighty million yen, you won't do that kind of illegal business, right?"

"Haha, I was joking with you, but you actually took it seriously."

Saeko Takahashi smiled, conveying the truth in this way.

She received an order from Kamei yesterday to snipe a foreigner and a Kyoto man with the firearm specified by the other party.

The unit price of 80 million yen is enough for Saeko Takahashi to take some risks.

After all, it is obviously impossible to say that working as a scavenger is 100% risk-free.

Takahashi Saeko would only avoid tasks that seemed impossible to complete.

For example, she always has a negative attitude when it comes to exploring news about Dior and matters related to other worlds, and is unwilling to get involved too deeply.

Those things are the big things that are focused on above, like a giant whirlpool.

People from various countries' intelligence agencies and consortiums are involved.

Takahashi Saeko didn’t want to get involved in the maelstrom.

"So that's it."

Qiuyue Caiyu breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said, "I was scared to death. I thought Saeko did something bad."

Takahashi Saeko smiled and said, "Do you think I did something bad?"

"In the movie, selling that kind of flour secretly is said to be a hugely profitable industry, but that kind of thing is too bad."

Qiuyue Caiyu pouted. She rarely hated others, but she still didn't have a good impression of those bad people.

Takahashi Saeko heard her speech and said with a smile on her face: "Then I have to be careful not to be disliked by Iroha."

"Zezi, how could I hate you? We are friends forever."

"You can always say disgusting things without a blushing face or a beating heart. We will be friends forever~"

Akizuki Iroha didn't think there was anything disgusting about what she said. After Takahashi Saeko repeated it strangely, she suddenly felt ashamed and raised her little fist and punched forward, "I hate it, Saeko, don't say it anymore."

"Haha, okay, I won't tell."

Saeko Takahashi smiled, saw a prompt pop up on her phone, and clicked on it.

In front of the second floor of Baicao Bookstore, a blond man stood there with a handsome face. He was the No. 9 who robbed two gold stores and a bank yesterday.

Due to the special nature of the job of a scavenger, Takahashi Saeko is always keen on contacting those who are capable but have no means.

Introducing those people to others and drawing commissions is also the scavenger's source of income.

Takahashi Saeko saw No. 9 standing at the door and could probably guess that the other party wanted to sell the stolen goods to her.

Make some money again.

Saeko Takahashi thought to herself that she didn't care about the police's attitude. She only charged an intermediary fee and did not help with the actual sale of the stolen goods.

"Iroha, I still have something to do. I'm here today."

"Eh, okay."

Qiuyue Caiyu was quite disappointed and wanted to leave.

Ding, there was a soft sound, and she found out that it was Qingze's message, and sat down again, "Caiyu, I'm back."

Seeing this, Qiuyue Caiyu swept away the disappointment on her face and quickly replied to the message.

Takahashi Saeko wanted to complain. She hadn't left yet, so forget it. She raised her hand and flicked Akizuki Iroha's forehead, receiving a hehe smile in reply.

She walked toward the door.

Chapter 477 The First Monday in August

Monday, August 7th.

The morning wind was a bit cool, but Qingze was not alone. He was next to Chiyo Morimoto, whose skin was as white as jade, and his even breathing from a deep sleep blew on the surface of his swan-like slender neck.

Chiyo Morimoto woke up from her sleep.

She looked at the thick ceiling, her waist was a little sore, and she thought about the utter madness last night.

The air is filled with the unique smell of youth.

"Uh." Chiyo Morimoto made a nasal sound and tried to slowly leave the bed.

"Chiyo~"

Qingze muttered, and when he wanted to hug her, there was a jingling sound on the bedside, and his hands were handcuffed on the bedside.

Thinking of the police and criminals game last night, he opened his eyes and saw his superpower: Shadow Emperor.

The font seems to be written on the thick layer of white frost.

Qingze blinked, and the words disappeared from Chiyo Morimoto's chest, which also made him decide that next time he plays, he will definitely try to blindfold Chiyo and practice the wild cursive calligraphy of the Tang Dynasty.

Seeing that he had been staring at her, Morimoto Chiyo raised her hand and poked her forehead and said: "You know you are dishonest. Please reflect on it here."

"Hey, at least take off the handcuffs first."

"No, you are a heinous criminal, and you will be sentenced to a hundred years in prison!"

Chiyo Morimoto flicked his vital parts, and her raised lips revealed a mischievous smile.

She got out of bed, picked up some clothes that needed to be washed, and strode out without any intention of getting dressed. She threw the clothes in the washing machine and took a shower.

It feels really uncomfortable if I don't rub my whole body clean.

Qingze was chained to the bed, and he didn't think about how much his infinite ability had been reduced.

In his eyes, infinity is an ability that allows him to play Ultraman and fight monsters in remote places, and cannot be used in cities at all.

Or when communicating with Chiyo, it prompts Chiyo to evolve into the Iri form, and paired with oil, it is really addictive.

He estimated that even if the infinite ability was reduced, it would not affect the most critical ability at the end, so there was no need to think too hard.

Qingze is even more curious, what new super power does the Shadow Emperor have?

His heart began to beat, and he shouted outside: "Officer Chiyo, I plead guilty. Please unlock the handcuffs for me."

"Wait a moment~"

Morimoto Chiyo's slightly nasal response came from the bathroom, giving Aozawa a criminal impulse.

He thought about how he and Iroha returned home from shopping yesterday. As soon as they entered the door, Chiyo pounced on them and performed the famous human version of the death roll.

It was so passionate that it was beyond his imagination.

It's a pity that Qingze sighed in his heart. Next time he wants to get such treatment, he doesn't know how many days he will have to wait.

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After breakfast was cooked, Chiyo Morimoto returned to the bedroom. Instead of untying Aozawa, she slowly dressed in front of him.

One piece after another, and then put on bright red fishnet stockings.

Snap, the anti-slip belt was strangled on the fleshy thigh, forming obvious strangulation marks.

"Chiyo, I want to plead guilty and go to your police station to reveal the truth!"

Qingze struggled on the bed, like a fish thrown on land, and started to jump.

The movement of the hands made the handcuffs make a sound.

With his strength, he could indeed break free of the handcuffs, but it would be pointless if he broke free like that. The prisoner's pleasure of being arrested must be retained.

Chiyo Morimoto smiled, put on the ultra-short bright red leather pants, and put on a large fiery red T-shirt.

She stepped forward, found the key from the drawer, and opened the handcuffs for Qingze. Qingze immediately wanted to hug him, but Chiyo Morimoto pressed the M500 against his chest and said slowly: "If you dare to attack the police, I will shoot you." .”

"Chiyo, are you willing?"

Qingze smiled.

Chiyo Morimoto withdrew the gun, flicked his forehead and said: "Okay, don't stay here any longer.

For such a big man, he was still naked, so he quickly got dressed, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and ate. "

"it is good."

Qingze replied, stood up and walked outside.

Chiyo Morimoto also turned around and walked out of the living room. Her time to practice yoga has been changed.

Instead of waking up in the morning, Chiyo Morimoto chooses to do yoga while working in the office.

Although there are many daily matters in the intelligence department and task force, as long as they boldly delegate power to the right people, leaders do not actually need to deal with many things.

Chiyo Morimoto is the kind of leader who accurately delegates power to his subordinates.