Zongman: Nohara Shinnosuke is about to be chopped off

Everyone walked out of the kindergarten slowly and paced on the street. They were all lost in thought, carefully pondering the information they had just obtained.

"Now we have finally figured out the reason for her disappearance, but the key question is how to find her?"

Futaba Rio bit her lip slightly, her expression full of embarrassment, and said softly

"Can we use some scent tracking methods, such as a puppy. Shin-chan, isn't your Xiaobai very smart?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded slightly, a hint of thought flashed in her eyes as she suggested

"No, we don't have any of the missing person's belongings right now, and we don't have any scent to track down the source."

Yukinoshita Yukino frowned slightly, thought seriously for a while, and shook her head gently.

Everyone looked at each other, all with embarrassment on their faces.

If you can't search by smell, how can you find it?

Ordinary people cannot see the missing person at all, and there is no way to post a missing person notice.

"Oh, I have an idea!"

Xiaoxin suddenly patted his head lightly, his eyes lit up, as if he remembered something.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiaoxin, their eyes full of expectation.

Xiaoxin fumbled in his pocket for a while and took out two yellow sand bells from somewhere, each with a pink pig nose painted on it.

"Shake it rhythmically. Come out, Fatty Saemon!"

Xiaoxin was shaking the sand bells while dancing happily, muttering something to himself.

With a "bang", a puff of pink smoke rose from the ground.

After the smoke slowly dissipated, a pink piglet, only the height of a five-year-old child, dressed in pink, wearing purple pants, with a toy sword on its waist, with one thick and one thin eyebrow, one big and one small eye, and one nostril that was expanding and contracting, appeared in front of everyone.

"No way?"

Rikka Takanashi was surprised and looked at Shin-chan with wide eyes.

Shin-chan actually summoned a pig?

"Xiao Xin, I must learn this. You must teach me. I want to learn this summoning technique!"

Rikka Takanashi hurriedly ran to Shin-chan, her eyes full of excitement.

This time she saw with her own eyes that Shin-chan summoned a pig alive. It couldn't be Xiaobai, right?

As long as she learns Shin-chan's summoning technique, she, the Evil King's True Eye User, can summon her summoned creature "Chimera", a cat with six pink wings.

"No problem. I still have the Gold Dudu and Silver Dudu summoners. I can lend them to you later."

Xiao Xin nodded generously and said with a smile.

"Golden Toot? Silver Toot? Fat Toot?"

Rikka Takanashi scratched her head and slowly turned her gaze to the chubby Saemon.

"The other two summoned beasts you mentioned aren't like him, are they?"

Rikka Takanashi had a puzzled look on her face. She slowly pointed at the ugly - no, even ridiculous - face of chubby Saemon and asked.

"Yeah, pretty much. Gold Dudu has hair and Silver Dudu wears glasses."

Xiao Xin thought about it, nodded and said.

"Then I'd better think about it."

Rikka Takanashi politely refused.

If all summoned beasts are so ugly, then she'd better not have one.

"Chubby Saemon, this seems to be a character from Shin-chan's comics, right?"

Kato Megumi blinked and said in surprise.

"Hey hey hey."

The chubby Zaemon who just appeared was looking at his phone with a red face and grinning.

After a while, he realized that this was not his home and he was summoned by that brat Shin-chan again.

"You little brats, I'm not a pig or a cow. I'm the guardian of Kyoto, the idol of the world, the hero who saves the world, Fatso Saemon, hello!"

Zuoemon quickly put away his phone, put his hands on his hips, raised his chin, and said proudly.

Having just seen the living room monster, the others were not too surprised that Shin-chan summoned a pig and that the pig could talk.

"So what is this pig for?"

Yukinoshita Yukino narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the pig seriously, a look of doubt appeared on her face, and she felt that it was very unreliable.

"I think everyone knows Fatty Zaemon."

Shin-chan smiled widely and lifted Saemon from the ground to face everyone.

Except for Futaba Rio who looked confused, everyone else nodded slowly. After all, they were all more or less forced by Shin-chan to watch his "The Adventures of Fatso Saemon".

"Fatty Zaemon can help us find the missing person." Shin-chan said excitedly.

"I have to help you again. Xiaoxin, when will you pay me back the trillions of yen you owed me?"

Saemon swayed and fell out of Shin-chan's grasp, and asked angrily while hitting Shin-chan's legs.

"Also, damn Shin-chan, you could at least draw me taller!"

Saemon was so angry when he saw Shin-chan, who used to be as tall as him but now he could only touch his knees.

"do not mind the details."

Shin-chan touched the top of Zuoemon's head and said nonchalantly.

"Oh yeah, what skills does this summoned beast have?"

Rikka Takanashi stood aside with a hesitant look on her face.

She thought about it and felt that she couldn't just judge a "beast" by its appearance. Having a summoned beast was better than having none, so what else was there to be picky about?

"The main thing is that he would do the same things in my comics in real life."

Shin-chan put his hands on his waist, his eyes full of seriousness, and tried his best to recommend his "masterpiece" to Rikka Takanashi.

"They do that in comics? Um... that's just pure trash."

Rikka Takanashi tilted her head and thought for a while, then slowly raised her head, slightly curled the corners of her mouth, and said with some disgust.

Rikka Takanashi also often reads Shin-chan's comics. She knows clearly that in Shin-chan's comics, the fat Saemon is a swindler who is good at everything.

Whenever he had the chance, he would blackmail even old ladies.

"I'd better think about it for a while."

Rikka Takanashi lowered her eyes slightly and refused again in a tactful tone.

"Fatto Zaemon, huh? Please help me find my missing friend."

Futaba Rio slowly squatted down, looked gently into Saemon's eyes, and asked sincerely.

"Really? The Japanese really don't know manners. Are they just standing there asking me to do something? Aren't they going to treat me to a meal?"

Zuoemon crossed his arms, turned his head away, and said with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Aren't you Japanese yourself?"

Looking at Saemon's dead look, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said.