"Young people are working so hard. If an old man like me doesn't work hard, I'm afraid I'm not qualified to be called 'President (Vice)'!"

The person who showed up was Hiroshi Hiroshi Hiroshi, who stepped on roller skating, the glasses and the Mediterranean Sea seemed to be releasing "sun fists" in the firelight, shining enough to blind ordinary people...

"Abe-kun, this old man has come to save you... uh..."

He flew radiantly to the side of Abe Temple at the bottom of the pit, glanced warily at Asagiri next to him, then hugged Abe Temple, which was half sunk into the ground like a radish, and pulled it out...

"Okay... so tight... so heavy... I can't pull it out at all..."

Hiroshi Tsutenta found that he couldn't pull out the half-dead and unconscious Abe Temple at all.

"It's over, it's over, the rescue plan ignores the most critical link..."

Kengo Yamada, who had hope in his eyes, instantly turned gray.

"Vice President Chang Tian, ​​he has no power to hold a chicken in his hands!!!"

Destroying numerous earthbound spirits one after another all the way, causing everyone to ignore an obvious fact.

From a purely physical point of view, Hiroshi Changda is just a middle-aged "puff man" in his forties with a thin body and a bulging belly.

Even without the huge pit below, it would be extremely difficult for him to carry away the weakened Abe Temple.

"Hey...hehehe...As of now, I can only sacrifice this one..."

Covering his embarrassment with a sneer, Hiroshi Changtian, like a social animal returning home from get off work, familiarly untied the tie around his neck with one hand...

"The 'out-of-print spell tie' that has been treasured for ten years, prayed day and night, and never leaves the body..."

With his other hand, he reached into the mountaineering bag behind him, and pulled out a 1.8-meter-long knife with a hook on the tail and a surging rune on the blade...

"And these twelve processes, 18 times of heat, and 10,000 times of personal forging at a high temperature of 1,000 degrees, until the knife is like a mirror, the castration knife can be cast..."

"Vice President Hitachi... When you said that long and smelly TV shopping advertisement, I was suffering from a 'free full body hair removal' service! 』

Hiroshi Hiroshi didn't cut his sword as Yamada Kengo expected. Instead, he hid behind him and wrapped the tie he took off in a circle around the one-meter-eight sword...

"...I will teach you the invincible corporate culture that has been summed up in the ten years of "Spiritual Association" since its establishment..."

"company culture? ! 』

Kenwu Yamada looked closely and found that the back of the tie was actually covered with tens of thousands of Shinto incantations as thin as a cow's hair!

"Boom!"

During the few seconds of delay, the bull ghost hit the hammer again.

Kengo Yamada hurriedly adjusted his posture and took another punch with difficulty...

"Uh ah ah ah, what are you still dawdling at, these big guys with several floors are about to crush us!"

After being hit so hard, the cracks on the golden light of his body protection have become as dense as the lines on the surface of a cantaloupe, and it looks like they are about to fall apart.

"The corporate culture of "Spiritual Society" is... In addition to the spiritual world, it never judges heroes based on body size and talent..."

Behind him, Hiroshi Changtian held his glasses lightly, as if he was dancing some kind of blessing dance, solemnly raised the long knife in his hand that was tightly wrapped by the mantra tie...

"Let him hang up to the sky..."

Then, in a slow and slow manner, he slashed weakly at the bull ghost above.

"...I will castrate myself!!!"

The tie wrapped around the long knife, at the moment of swinging it, turned into a little bit of grit like weathering, and brought his thoughts back to the best time ever...

……

Ten years ago, Tokyo, Saitama Prefecture, and Wako City.

"I'm back."

In a cheap rental house with cheap rent, but one that can reach Tokyo within an hour, the thin-faced, thick-haired man with glasses said this in a voice that he could only hear himself, then gently closed the door and sat on the steps of the entrance.

Loosen the tie, unbutton the first button of the shirt, take a deep breath of free air, and put on comfortable slippers...

This is a series of movements like a "self-healing ritual" after get off work every day, and he is skilled enough to complete it in just ten seconds.

"Dad, you're back!"

A five-year-old, chubby little girl came to him on the lively footsteps of "dong dong dong".

"Xiao Kui, why haven't you slept today... let Dad hug me!"

"Well, wait a minute... Hee hee, Dad's beard is so piercing..."

Picking up his daughter, the man rubbed his chin full of stubble on his fleshy little face like he was taking drugs.

Only at this moment, the oppressive atmosphere in the company, the endless shifts, the endless phone calls, and the information that can drown people all disappeared from his world.

"Here!"

After finally breaking free from the man's arms, the little girl carefully handed him a small box wrapped in gift paper.

"What is this... a gift?"

The man took the carton out of curiosity, gently unwrapped the packaging on the surface, opened the lid...

"Today is... Dad's Day... This is my mom picking me up on the way home, and I helped my dad choose it together... Mom said, Dad hasn't bought a new tie for a long time, and his colleagues will look down on it!"

"Oh, is it Father's Day? It's a really good tie... However, everyone in the company wears about the same tie, so there's no need to buy a new one..."

Inside the carton was a very ordinary tie.

"After all, our goal now is to save enough down payment to let Xiaokui live in his own big house with a yard!"

With that said, under the expectant gaze of his daughter, the man tied the new tie around his neck with tears in his eyes.

"Very suitable~lightnovelpub.net~ Xiaokui really knows how to choose!"

"Very good!"

"Woo...Xiaokui...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""

"Well... Dad is so old and still crying, it's a shame!"

……

"Xiao Kui...Although he is still a very useless adult, my father never gave up and has always been working hard..."

By the time Chang Tian Hiroshi came back to his senses, this long-established sword had been completely cut out.

"Dad used this gift here for his companions. You must be happy, right?"

However, the blade in his hand did not even touch the flames around the bull ghost.

"Vice President Chang Tian, ​​you, you are just making gestures, what kind of momentum are you going to get?!"

Looking at the unscathed bull ghost in front of him, Yamada Kengo, who was wearing iron pants and a collar, with his naked body against the flaming giant fist, was about to split, and expressed great dissatisfaction with Hiroshi Hiroshi Hiroshi's behavior of "doing nothing at work".

That's right, with Hiroshi Changtian's height, even if he doubled the 1.8-meter sword in his hand, he would not be able to reach the "third leg" of the mansion-like bull in front of him.

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