After Becoming a Part-Timer in Yokohama

[The story is complete. A full subscription costs only four yuan. Thank you for supporting the official version QAQ] [Coming next: Jujutsu Kaisen: How to Survive at the Hands of Your Ex-Boyfriend] Blurb: My name is Baimu You. You can call me Baimu or You, but please don't call me Yuko. I live with my Uncle Mori. He's a single middle-aged man, and he has an adorable child named Alice. Once, my uncle invited me to work at his Port Cargo Company, but my instincts told me not to go. So I accepted an invitation from my online friend, [The Complete Manual of Suicide], and went to work at a detective agency. I don't know why, but after I started working, I met a grade-school detective who always finds trouble wherever he goes, a bunch of fish people who play with fire, the man with a sword on his head who serves the King, and... But what does any of that have to do with me, a wage earner? So please take all this salary back. I'm just an ordinary worker who only wants to collect one paycheck! I'm still exhausted today. CP: Probably some unknown bandage-wearing weirdo Reader's guide: 1. This is a first-person comedy with absolutely no logic. Don't worry about the logic. 2. Some of the plot may feel awkward even to the author, but remember those awkward moments, because they might be foreshadowing. 3. There are no useless characters in this story (important). 4. The CP is set: the bandage-wearing weirdo. 5. A friendly tip from the author: don't skip chapters, or you might miss iconic scenes. 6. Remember Baimu You's death flags. 7. OOC warning: the author writes everyone out of character. 8. There are no character deaths in this story. A happy ending is the truth. Coming next: Jujutsu Kaisen: How to Survive at the Hands of Your Ex-Boyfriend Blurb: Because of my job, I was transferred to Jujutsu High to work as a teacher. But I never expected to run into my ex-boyfriend on my very first day at school. At the time, I felt as if I'd seen a ghost. Why would I run into this man here? What happened next was even more suffocating. It turned out that the man was now the strongest. When I heard the news, all I could say was, "Well, I'll be damned." The problem facing me now is obvious: how can I survive at the hands of my ex-boyfriend? A little skit: [An enormous online discussion forum] #Help: How do I survive at the hands of my ex-boyfriend#hot OP: Because of work, I had no choice but to teach at a high school. But on my very first day, I found out my ex-boyfriend was there too, and he's now the strongest. Help: How can I survive after dumping my ex-boyfriend? 1: Uh, this is a pretty thin disguise. If this is really what I think it is, then my condolences. 2: My condolences. 3: My condolences. 4: My condolences. 155: My condolences. Ex-boyfriend: My advice is to go straight for the physical cremation route :) Theme: Even an ordinary wage earner can be extraordinary