Chapter 1465
What do you mean by "These 3 things came out according to the prophecy and beat me
Kirino Makio cried even more bitterly.
Meanwhile, a group of elementary school students passing by on their way home from school had already formed a circle around them, their eyes sparkling.
"Big brother! Big brother! One more time!"
"That frame was so cool!"
"Slap slap slap! Like a cartoon!"
"I want to see a dog's paw slap someone!"
Kirino Makio looked up at the group of excited kids and desperately reached out his hand.
"no, do not want……"
"Please... let me go..."
A little girl pulled out a lollipop and handed it to him: "Big brother, can you make money performing this? It's much more fun than my dad's magic tricks!"
Kirino Makio: "..."
He shakily put on the glasses that had flown back, the lenses reflecting the children's innocent smiling faces.
He hasn't been able to get a good night's sleep for three months.
Every time he closed his eyes, he saw those four world-destroying beings staring at him.
Every time he accidentally activates his premonition, three cartoon animals take turns slapping him across the face.
He is Makio Kirino, the only officially recognized esper in Ultraman Tiga. He once ruthlessly threatened Daigo and arrogantly looked down upon all living beings.
just now.
He became the park's most popular free performing artist.
"Waaaah..." Kirino Makio buried his face in his knees, "Cui Ming... just who are you...?"
In the distance, a blue cat was passing by curiously and tilted its head to glance at him.
"Meow?"
Kirino Makio froze, and the image frame above his head popped up again with a "whoosh".
"No! Ahh ...
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The crisp sound of slapping echoed through the park again, accompanied by the children's joyful laughter.
Meanwhile, Kirino Makio silently shed tears, becoming the most dazzling star of the afternoon.
After all, he didn't even have the strength to run away.
Getter Emperor, Mazinger Zero, Grand Theft Auto, Dark Lugiel...
Those at least just looked at him.
These three...
They really do know how to use their hands.
It was still a series of slaps.
Woo woo woo.
Later, Kirino Makio couldn't take it anymore...
He turned himself in to TPC.
It wasn't the kind of confession where someone was carrying evidence, head down, ready to be taken away.
Instead, disheveled, with his glasses cracked like a spider web and three fresh claw marks on his face, he stormed into the TPC headquarters, grabbed the guard's leg, and howled like a stray dog soaked to the bone by the rain.
"I confess! I'll tell you everything! I've seen the future! I've had telepathy! I've even predicted lottery numbers!"
The guard looked bewildered: "Sir, please calm down..."
"I'm not calm! Let me see Sawai! I want to see the director! I want a permanent position! I want the full social insurance and housing fund! I want to be protected!"
Kirino Makio shouted until he was hoarse, tears and snot smearing his face on the guard's trousers.
"That blue cat can slap! That mouse can too! That dog can talk! I can't take it anymore! I need an organization! I need an organization to take me in!"
Everyone in the hall was stunned.
Was this person driven insane by some kind of monster?
The message was reported up the chain of command, eventually landing on Director Sawai's desk.
Sawai put down her teacup, remained silent for three seconds, and then sighed.
"Let him in."
……
When Kirino Makio was led into the meeting room, he was still trembling.
Sawai sat opposite him, wearing his signature gray suit, with gray hair and a kind face like an old man playing chess in the park.
He poured a cup of hot tea for Kirino Makio.
"Tell me slowly."
Kirino Makio picked up his teacup, his hand trembling so much that half the tea spilled. He didn't bother to wipe it up and poured out all his recent misfortunes in one breath.
From Getter Robo to Mazinger Zero, from Grand Theft Auto to Dark Lugiel, and then to those three anime nightmares.
When he got excited, he took off his glasses, which were cracked like a spider web, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes with dark circles as if he had been punched twice.
"Director... I'm begging you... please give me a permanent position... I can do anything... I can even predict the lottery... just don't let those three guys keep watching me anymore..."
After listening, Sawai remained silent for a long time.
Then he stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to Kirino Makio, and looked out at the azure sky. "Those beings..." Sawai's voice was soft, as if he were talking to himself, "Getter Robo, Mazinger Zero, Daissatsu, Dark Lugiel..."
He turned around and looked at Kirino Makio, his eyes filled with a sense of "I understand you" and a touch of melancholy.
"I know about those behind Lao Cui."
Kirino Makio was taken aback: "Old...Old Cui?"
“Cui Ming.” Sawai nodded, a smile actually curving his lips. “That’s what we all call him. That kid… looks like a leisurely person on vacation drinking tea, but actually, the people behind him can destroy planets like it’s nothing.”
He walked back and patted Kirino Makio on the shoulder.
"They were simply watching Cui Ming the whole time. But you, using your precognitive abilities to spy on him, who else would they be watching if not you?"
Kirino Makio opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.
So... so it wasn't him they came for?
He just... accidentally saw something he shouldn't have seen?
“Those…those three…”
"Tom, Jerry, Spike?" Ze Jing chuckled, a hint of schadenfreude in his smile. "Those are Old Cui's pets. Or rather... friends. They're protective of Cui Ming, and since you were spying on him, they naturally taught you a lesson."
Kirino Makio: "..."
He felt his worldview had shattered into pieces, and then Director Sawai trampled on it.
“So, kid,” Sawai sat back in his chair, his expression regaining its directorial authority, “your abilities are very valuable. TPC will give you the highest level of treatment.”
Kirino Makio suddenly looked up, his eyes shining like two searchlights.
"Really...really?"
“Really.” Sawai nodded. “However, your ability won’t be made public. After all, it’s easy for enemies to target you, and it’s also easy for…certain beings to notice you.”
He gave Kirino Makio a meaningful look.
Kirino Makio nodded frantically, tears welling up in his eyes again, this time from emotion.
"I understand! I understand! Keep it a secret! Absolutely a secret! I will never make any more false predictions! I swear!"
“There’s no need to completely abandon prophecy,” Sawai waved his hand. “At crucial moments, your abilities can save many people.”
Kirino Makio stared blankly at Sawai, feeling as if he were dreaming.
He never expected that he would be given a permanent position so easily.
Life is better now.
There are dormitories, a canteen, a salary, medical subsidies, and a dedicated psychological counselor.
And it doesn't need to be sliced!
When Sawai personally saw him off, she patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly:
"Of course not. After all, you're a unique copy. Whoever dares to cut you will be the one who gets cut."
Kirino Makio stood in the corridor, sunlight streaming in through the window and warming him.
He touched the claw marks on his face; they had faded considerably.
He took a deep breath and felt that even the air was sweet.
“A government job…” he murmured to himself, “I finally… have a government job…”
In the distance, a familiar meow could be heard.
"Meow~"
Kirino Makio froze, and the image frame above his head popped up with a "whoosh".
"No! Ahhhhhhh!"
Snapped!
A cat's paw emerged from the frame and gently patted the top of his head.
It wasn't a slap.
Is it... a head pat?
Kirino Makio stood there, stunned. In the frame, Tom's round head tilted slightly and then disappeared.
"..."
Kirino Makio stood there, tears welling up in his eyes again.
This time, it was tears of joy.
He was finally recognized.
Not as a monster, not as a tool, but as a member of TPC.
As for those three animated nightmares?
Forget it.
Anyway, I already have a permanent position.
I'll take the slaps.
After all, compared to being targeted by Getter Robin, a slap from a cat's paw...
It's quite soft.
Woo woo woo.
Kirino Makio wiped away his tears, straightened his back, and walked towards his new dormitory.
The sunlight stretched his shadow long.
He no longer has to perform a series of slaps for children in the park.
He is now a special advisor to TPC, Makio Kirino.
The kind with a formal employment contract.
Waaaaah... It's so great to have a government-affiliated position... (End of Chapter)