[Comprehensive Comics] Specialized in logistics for elves!

"Hmph hum hum~ hum hum hum~" Daoming Si hummed softly and walked into the office, "Is Mr. Fengjian here, Mr. Fengjian?"

After shouting several times, but no one answered, Daomingsi walked around Takuya's desk and saw him burying his face in his arms and not moving.

"It's really rare to sleep during working hours." Daomingsi said strangely, and Rigao at the next table patted his arm gently.

"Well, Mr. Kazama has never been exposed to kendo. For this matter, the head of the room specially invited Mr. Zenjo to train him."

When he heard the word "Zenjo", Daomingsi's body suddenly stiffened. He still remembered that when he first joined r4, Mr. Zenjo gave him passionate and loving guidance. It was a life worse than death.

Thinking about it this way, it’s not surprising that Takuya has some abnormalities :3”

"Senior, I will handle this work for the poor junior this time." Daomingji smiled stiffly. Since he barely survived Mr. Zenjo's hellish teachings, he now heard "Zenjo" These two words made my whole body tingle with nerves.

In the office, everyone thoughtfully lowered the noise of their movements and tried their best not to disturb Takuya's sleep, but there were always some people who were restless and wanted to cause trouble.

Within ten minutes, a sharp siren sounded from the loudspeaker in the camp.

Takuya reflexively sat up like a corpse, without opening his eyelids. He stood up, straightened his clothes, and then opened his eyes a little.

Hanging his sword on his waist, Takuya walked out the door in a daze, but with clean movements.

"Ah Kazama, you're going the wrong way." Hidaka pulled back the man who was about to hit the wall, sighed, and dragged him directly to gather outside.

After running for a while, Takuya quickly came back to his senses, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and thanked him gratefully: "Mr. Hidaka, thank you."

"You're welcome. After all, I am also your senior." Hidaka smiled cheerfully, like a little sun.

When we reached the gathering place, Deputy Director Awashima was already sitting in the car. He was full of heroic spirit. He caught a glimpse of a few people running towards him, frowned and shouted, "Hurry up."

"Hi"

After getting in the car, Takuya patted his cheek with his hand and suddenly felt a lot more energetic.

"Kazema-kun, how have you been under Mr. Zenjo recently?" Busch asked with a chuckle.

"As far as swordsmanship is concerned, his skills are indeed terrifying." Takuya touched his red forehead. A few days ago, Mr. Zenjo put a wooden sword on his forehead. Although he had relaxed the force, he still had a big bulge. The big bag has disappeared in a few days, but it is still a red piece.

"Humph, strict masters make good disciples." Fushimi Ryōryō said while typing on the keyboard on the computer.

Takuya stared at him with dead eyes and resentment all over his body.

"How should I put it? Every time Kazama-kun and Mr. Fushimi get along, it feels very scary." Daomingsi twitched the corner of his mouth and stammered.

The other three members of the quartet of problem children nodded in agreement.

Arriving at the place where the outsiders were causing trouble, Takuya had just gotten out of the car with the large troops when he heard Deputy Chief Awashima say to him after he had assigned a series of tasks: "Before going on duty, the Chief said that you will be officially allowed to participate in the Battle of the Blade this time. In the team, perform well."

""What are you showing? How to draw the sword in shame:3"

"Ha~" Fushimi pushed up his reflective glasses, with a nasty curve at the corner of his mouth.

"The sword-drawing team is about to prepare, won't Mr. Fushimi assemble?" Takuya asked coolly, looking at him blankly with his brown eyes.

"Ah, I'm a technician. There's no need for me to participate in drawing swords for such a small role." Fushimi's eyes behind a pair of lenses were full of malice and fun. He said in a wicked way, "As a person Your mentor, how could you miss the first sword-drawing ceremony in your life."

"Mr. Fushimi, it will be more convincing if you hide that good-looking expression." Takuya said calmly.

"Tsk, I want you to take care of it"

"Everyone is ready to draw their swords," Awashima ordered, and the members of the youth team stood in order.

Takuya stood awkwardly at the back, his eyebrows twitching as he listened to Awashima being the first to call out his name with great momentum and draw his sword.

The place where the outsiders caused trouble was in the city center, where there was a lot of traffic. Although r4's logistics staff tried their best to evacuate the people, they could only isolate them at a certain distance. They were watched and shouted loudly in the huge square. Drawing a sword with a name

Ah, I have no love in my life.

The villain in Takuya's heart had a doggy face on his face. After the person beside him drew his sword, he put his hand on the saber at his waist.

"Kazema, draw your sword." His voice was so low that only the people around him could hear it.

Following the teachings of Mr. Tenzenjo these days, Takuya pulled out the sword "Zero" that was awarded to him by the head of the Munakata office on the day he joined r4.

The sharp blade is very cold and heavy in the hand, but this weight is nothing to Takuya.

After taking the first step, everything went so naturally.

Anyway, everything was done, Takuya no longer worried about the mess, and everyone dispersed according to the instructions of Deputy Chief Awashima. After seeing Mr. Akiyama make a gesture, Takuya nodded to him.

He quietly walked around behind the Quanwai. Taking advantage of the other members of the R4 Fencing Mobile Division special team to attract their attention, Takuya quickly stepped forward and knocked several people unconscious with the back of his knife. Before the other Quanwai could react, Deputy Chief Awashima had already rushed over with others.

Although there were many outsiders in this event, they were all just a ragtag group, and there were no high-level opponents. r4 ended this field trip particularly efficiently.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah~ It's so boring. I thought I could do something big today." Daomingsi regretfully put the knife into the scabbard and sighed helplessly. "I feel like I'm getting moldy when I sit in the office lately, and my bones are all stiff~"

"Compared to working in the field, I still prefer sitting in the office blowing the air conditioner and drinking tea." Enomoto kicked down an outsider who was determined to get up and attack them, and stepped on his back to pass by.

"It's because you're so lifeless, Enomoto, that you act like an old man~" Daomingji spread his hands and complained.

Takuya looked around and made sure that there were no remnants of the outsiders around. He was just about to go back to the R4 duty car to rest for a while when he heard the refreshing voice of a young man full of impatience.

"I just asked why there was so much movement. It turns out they are from your Blue King."

Before Takuya had time to look back and see who was speaking like this to the R4 people, the first person to react was Fushimi, who was impatient and complaining about everything.

"Who I thought it was, turned out to be Saki~"

Takuya: Who can tell him who this person with a crazy expression is?

"Axi has appeared," Daomingsi lowered his voice and covered his mouth with one hand and said to Takuya.

"Ah" Takuya blinked, suddenly remembering that not long after joining r4, a group of seniors couldn't bear to see Fushimi speak harshly to him, and told him a lot about Fushimi's "weaknesses".

Among them, the person who caused the most intense reaction from him was Misaki Yata of Barbaro. Every time he met this person, Fushimi would always transform from "impatient r4 no. 3" into a person who could shout "saki" The perverted idiot with that person's name :3"

"You told me not to call me that, you stinky monkey," the orange-haired boy wearing a turban said angrily. He stepped on a skateboard with red flames and rushed towards Fushimi.

Fushimi showed a weird smile and pointed the knife with blue flames at the boy's skateboard, saying "saki" venomously while fighting back.

"This guy Fushimi is going to withdraw from the team now," Awashima frowned, "It's really cool that there are so many people here watching."

"That's outrageous." Takuya calmly looked at the red and blue colors fighting together, and added three words for her lightly.

"Kazama, go stop them." Awashima caught a glimpse of the people around him and immediately grabbed Takuya's strong man.

"Hey why is it me?" Takuya opened his eyes slightly, he was just a newcomer.

"You are the only one who can stop them here."

""Isn't it just you, Deputy Chief Awashima?

Takuya stared at her, but Awashima didn't look at him and walked straight to the side to direct r4's work.

"It's really troublesome." Takuya lowered his eyes and sighed, scratching his hair helplessly, "The two of them were fighting so happily, and I only had a knife that I just learned how to use to stop two people."

"Ganba Daddy" Daoming Si patted a handcuffed outsider on the shoulder as he passed by.

"Senior who can only watch theater." Takuya complained in a low voice, and then turned his attention to Fushimi and Yata.

The two people who were fighting were about to attack each other again, but the flat concrete floor suddenly cracked, and a thick golden-red magma exuded scorching heat separated them, as if it was a line for the two of them. A gap forced the two men to stop fighting.

"What is this?" Yata nimbly stepped on his skateboard and retreated far away. The sprayed magma melted the cement floor, and the surrounding steaming air began to become blurry due to the high temperature.

Takuya slowly walked over and leaned against the spraying magma at close range under Yata's horrified eyes, but he was not burned at all. "Mr. Fushimi, and Mr. Barbara, please calm down, and please think more about the reputation of your king in public."

"Tsk" Knowing that this battle could not be won, Fushimi simply put the sword into its sheath, and at the same time said impatiently to Takuya: "Hey, put away this trick of yours, it's so annoying."

"Since Mr. Fushimi hates genjutsu, please don't do anything embarrassing." Takuya said calmly, and the surrounding magma, melting roads, and steaming air all turned into shadows and disappeared.