The Story of the Migrant Worker from the World of Conan

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"Ideal is something that everyone has ever owned!"

Leaf sighed.

He raised his head and looked at the essay topic written on the blackboard.

Couldn't help but complain.

"Why do I still have to write essays when I come to this world? And why is it still an ideal, a virtue, a feeling after reading it, etc. Has Japan been turned into red?"

"What nonsense."

As a descendant of a big capitalist, Suzuki Sonoko objected to what Ye Ye said.

"If Japan turns red, will it still be great?"

"You wicked capitalist!"

"You poor little furry boy!"

"Humph~"

The bourgeoisie and the proletariat cannot always understand each other.

Of course that's just talk.

At least, it has nothing to do with them right now.

Ye Ye and Suzuki Sonoko were just joking with each other.

Not much to say.

Pick up your own pen, "swoosh", Ye Ye completed a composition at the fastest speed.

Put down the pen and clap your hands.

"It's done, let's get to work."

"Tsk tsk~"

Suzuki Sonoko picked up his composition and sighed in admiration while flipping through it.

"As expected of you, you can easily accomplish what we can't do!"

This is writing.

At least take a few minutes to think about it, so that it is possible to write it.

But the leaves didn't think at all.

And looking at it now, it's simply a perfect composition.

"Hum~"

Leaf smiled smugly.

The hands are not slow, just pack up the things.

"Please help me pay by the way, I'll go to work first."

Saying so, she looked at the female classmate behind her.

"Goodbye, classmate Wu Ju."

"……goodbye."

"Walk slowly without sending."

Suzuki Sonoko waved at the leaves.

He glanced at Naoko Takeu, and then looked at Ye Ye's back.

Can't help feeling.

"What a good boy."

"child?"

"Don't worry, it's a compliment anyway."

"Oh."

Maurilan nodded.

Although I didn't understand it very well, I didn't think much about it.

For her, instead of thinking about the leaves, it is better to think about a weekend date.

A date with Kudo Shinichi.

Chapter 3: Amusement Park

Work in the morning, work in the afternoon, and work in the evening.

The meaning of Ye Zi's life is to work.

Work non-stop.

Make money.

Make money constantly.

What?The advantage of the traverser?

Absolutely not.

What kind of apples, strawberries, etc., although I know, there is no way to mix them, and other things are not very clear.

So still working.

Isn't this embarrassing the face of the transmigrator?

"Never mind it."

Leaves don't care at all.

Anyway, there are no other traversers, and no one knows that he is a traverser.

In everyone's eyes, he is a very ordinary teenager. Although his grades in the exams are very good, it doesn't mean much.

Not many people will look at him differently.

If that's the case, just live a normal life.

……

The life of part-time workers starts and ends again and again.

Coming soon to Saturday.

in the afternoon.

Ye Ye came to an amusement park to work part-time, mainly in the roller coaster project.

As a result, I met two classmates.

"Student Ye Zi, what a coincidence."

"Oh, front-loading washing machine, it's you."

"...Can your pronunciation be a little more standard?"

"It's pretty standard."

Leaf pretended not to understand.

He looked at the girl beside him.

"Mori, you have a date with this wood again. Why is it so troublesome? Drag him into the alley, just pull off his clothes and put him on him. He can't beat you anyway."

"..."

In this regard, Mao Lilan did not know what to say.

Kudo Shinichi pouted.

"As expected of a person who draws books, you can think of such things."

"How do you know I draw a book?"

"..."

Kudo Shinichi couldn't answer.

And Mao Lilan expressed doubts.

"Book? What is that?"

"that is……"

"Lan, leave him alone."

Kudo Shin kept holding Maurilan's hand and walked inside through the ticket check.