I! Cleaner!

"That's right!"

After stuffing a large pile of task files with "completed" written on them back into the drawer, the red-haired director looked at Leon who looked helpless and explained with a smile:

"I'm not forcing you! The consensus in our bureau has always been to assign tasks to people with the right abilities to do the corresponding tasks.

For example, Emma, ​​she has an immortal body to protect her life, so the tasks she gets are often likely to damage her body, but they basically do not involve spiritual things such as spirits and ghosts. For example, the giant beast reported by Adolf Manor is what she... is going to complete.

And you can get information about abnormal objects by touching them, and you still have the dead sheep in your hand. You can see the state of other people's souls and directly judge whether they are lying. With these two abilities, you are born to be an investigator! Who else should I let go if I don't let you go?"

"..."

That's right...

After thinking about the means he currently has, Leon nodded in agreement.

Judging from his current abilities, it is really the most suitable for investigation missions compared to the blood rain and the five-meter giant beast. Moreover, even if the recognition fails, he should be able to escape unscathed...

right?

Recalling the excitement of the black goat when he found the whereabouts of the heart, Leon hesitated for a moment, and then said with some concern:

"Director, I don't want to refuse the investigation mission, but if that [heart] can detect the existence of other parts like the [diagonal], and also control the people of the Ryan family, I am worried that I will be besieged and may not be able to escape."

"Don't worry, I have considered this."

After looking at Leon's body, the red-haired director pursed his lips hesitantly, then reached out to hold the end of his hair, and pulled out a few bright red hairs and handed them over.

"This thing plus the witch's broom is enough to protect your safety in most cases, but... don't touch it yet!"

The slender wrist raised slightly, avoiding Leon's palm reaching out to the red-haired hand, and the red-haired director warned seriously:

"It can protect you by itself, and it doesn't require you to provide physical strength and energy, but before I give this thing to you, you must promise me, absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely! Don't touch it with your hands!"

"..."

Don't touch it with your hands... Does it mean that you don't want me to know the information about this thing?

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything..."

Looking at Leon's puzzled expression, the red-haired director seemed to regret it a little, and hurriedly retracted his palm, waving his hand to refuse:

"Emma's mission is almost finished, you should wait in the bureau for a few days, and when she comes back, I will let her take you to do this investigation mission. Her bandages are almost as effective as my hair, and can protect you just as well."

"..."

Hearing that he had to ask senior Emma to protect him, Leon couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and driven by a little bit of chauvinism in his heart, he stretched out his hand. He extended his right hand and said:

"Then give it to me. I promise not to touch it with my hands... um..."

Feeling a little embarrassed by the red-haired director's look like a fool, Leon hurriedly pulled up his sleeve with his left hand, revealing his wrist and said:

"You misunderstood. I didn't mean to ask you to put your hair in my hand, but to tie it directly on my wrist."

"The wrist is still not safe. Maybe it will be touched accidentally."

After shaking his head to reject Leon's proposal, the red-haired director walked closer, then stretched out his hand to hook Leon's neck and pulled him into his arms.

"Lower your head, I'll tie my hair around your neck."

"Uh... OK..."

Looking at the pair of full breasts that were very close to the tip of his nose, Leon felt his ears slightly warm, and then he quickly closed his eyes, slightly arched his back, and waited for the red-haired director to tie his hair with a stiff neck, but...

"Lower your head a little more, I can't reach it."

Hearing the soft female voice in his ears, Leon felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, and the blood in his brain began to rush to his ears uncontrollably. He seemed to hear the sound of hot blood flowing quickly in his ears.

Lower...lower will be buried in it!

Although I took a sneak peek before entering the building just now, it was really just a small accident. I just glanced at it almost instinctively, and then I immediately and politely took the initiative to move my eyes away.

But now if I accept the invitation of the director and bury my head directly, it will really confirm my identity as a pervert, and I can't wash it off no matter what river I jump into.

After subconsciously clenching his fists slightly, Leon reminded awkwardly:

"This... I'm afraid it's not convenient for me to lower my head, how about you tiptoe?"

"What do I need to tiptoe!"

Seemingly impatient, the red-haired director urged:

"It's obviously something you can do by bending over! Why do you want me to tiptoe? Move faster!"

"..."

Although I really didn't plan to take advantage of this, I reminded him to this extent, otherwise... forget it, I'll remind him again!

In order to let the other party understand that it is really not appropriate to continue to lower his head, Leon, with his eyes closed, had to take a deep breath and snort hard from his nose.

"Ouch!"

Accompanied by a slight snort of anger, Leon not only did not hear the sound of someone retreating, but heard the red-haired director's complaints again:

"Why are you blowing my chest? Stop it, lower your head quickly! I still have a lot of things to do!"

"..."

Ah this... I really tried my best...

"Yes, just lower your head!"

Looking at Leon who closed his eyes and lowered his head helplessly, the red-haired director couldn't help but nodded with a smile, and then quickly urged:

"Did you lower it by a millimeter just now? Move again!"

"..."

"Well, lower it a little bit, it's still not enough!"

"..."

"Lower! Lower it!"

"..."

Still lower? I've bowed at a 90-degree angle! Even if you are a Pekingese, you should be able to reach it by standing on your hind legs!

Why are you still lowering your head? You are obviously being fooled...

Speechless, Leon simply opened his eyes. As expected, what he saw was not that thing and that thing, but the old wooden floor of the director's office.

As for the red-haired beauty who was just in front of him, she had already sat back behind her desk, sipping hot water in small sips while smiling and shouting "Lower! Lower!".

"..."

"Hey~ don't be angry~"

Looking at Leon, whose face turned black, the red-haired director put down the cup, leaned on the back of the chair and said with a smile:

"You first hid your secrets from me, and then peeked at me when I was exposed. I didn't get angry with you. Now I'm just teasing you. Don't be unhappy~

Hey~ don't move, I'll help you tie your hair first."

Extending his index finger to draw a circle in the air at Leon, controlling his hair to tie around his neck, and tying a delicate little bow, the red-haired director said with a smile:

"Very good~ You can keep your eyes closed for such a long time, never peeking, and even when you have an excuse, you can resist taking advantage of me. Now I can believe that you will keep your promise."

Remember! The hair tied around your neck is equivalent to my chest. If you accidentally take a look at it, I won't be angry with you, but if you dare to touch it with your hands... then don't blame me for getting angry!"