It's like this. I'm a sad social creature who dropped out of school at an early age. I'm twenty-six years old and have graduated from high school. Although I have great business ability, I struggle with the garbage high-level officials every day. I'm exhausted on weekdays, stay up late to cultivate immortality, and rely on coffee to survive.
Watching my hair fall out in handfuls, I could only crazily drink nutritional supplements. Watching my youth roll away, I felt so heartbroken.
Entering the society early, I suffered too many beatings. Looking back now, I burst into tears and swore secretly in my heart:
If I could go back to those days, I would never fight this piece of shit.
Fortunately, although time cannot be reversed, social animals are still social animals, but with my outstanding performance over the years, I finally returned to school with the help of my boss - one by one
And from a problem student to a problem teacher.
Thank you for the invitation. The new working environment is very scenic and the children are cute. However, the city where I am located is a bit unsafe.
But those guys in black clothes don't have to be so diligent in trying to get me to join them, really.
I, Fujimaru Ritsuka, am just a hired worker who was once wanted by the United Nations.
Intention: I, Mr. Guda, make money
