[Comprehensive] Supernatural Honmaru Experience Records

Site—██, or No.482 Honmaru, its scenery is set to be the same as the outside world by Liesu, so at this moment, it is raining continuously outside the window.

For some unknown reason, the bed sheets that were drying outside were not collected, and were hanging pitifully on the clothesline outside the window, drooping dejectedly.

Usually, this kind of wet and gloomy weather is the most disturbing.

For people with leg and foot problems, this kind of wet weather will make the leg joints more uncomfortable and uncomfortable.Lie Su opened his eyes and subconsciously frowned when he saw the weather outside the window.

Almost immediately, his right leg, which had been severely injured during a mission, began to ache.

So on a rare occasion, the hyper-disciplined agent allowed himself to lie on the bed for an extra 30 seconds as he began to reflect on what had happened yesterday.

He successfully asked the grandmother of SCP-1911 to get the phone numbers of Miss Jinzhu and Miss Shengmei, and then waited for the grandmother of SCP-1911 to leave, then dialed the number with great interest.

The first call was made, and the voice of my cousin Chancheng rang in a daze.

Lie Su hung up the phone expressionlessly, and then dialed the number of the second Miss Shengmei...

"Hello, welcome to the official phone number of Shizhigovernment/Government, press 1 for recharging Jiazhou Gold, press 2 for recharging small judgment, press 3 for transfer to Wanwu, press 4 to buy new scenery, and press 5 , If you accidentally change the history, please press 6, you have been hidden by the sword man, please dial 110 directly..."

Lie Su rings the phone viciously.

I believe you shit, SCP-1911 is a very bad old woman!

Thinking of this, Lie Su no longer had the desire to lie down. He sat up, lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, and then went to ask SCP-1911's grandmother for an explanation.

Just when he stood up, his center of gravity was unstable, and then the world was spinning——

"thump--!"

Lie Su got up from under the bed in a daze, then lowered his head stiffly. At this moment, only half of his thigh, which was good before going to bed, was left, and the rest of the prosthetic limb disappeared.

In an instant, Lie Su's lung-piercing roar came from the dormitory of the inquisitor.

"Fuck/trough! Where's my thigh!!!"

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It seemed that someone knocked on the bedroom door of Lai Pai.

Akashi Kuni/Xing frowned and turned over to turn his back to the door, but the knocking on the door didn't stop, and there was also shouting.

"Open the door, grandma is coming to see you!"

The old voice of SCP-1911 came from outside. This is an SCP-1911 who calls himself "grandmother". Her voice is different from the voices of the other grandmothers of SCP-1911, but they are all full of vitality.

Akashi Kuni/Xing closed his eyes and sighed, finally he was willing to speak, he still closed his eyes, and said lazily, "Jin—"

The knocking sound of SCP-1911 outside the door paused, as if trying to open the door.

"No, my little grandson, this door is locked."

SCP-1911's tone showed a bit of grievance, "Get up and open the door for grandma, and breakfast will be cold if it is later."

breakfast?

Hearing this word, Akashi Kuni/Xing opened his eyes. If she brought breakfast, does it mean that he doesn't have to get up, wash up, and then go all the way to the restaurant in the front hall of Honmaru to get dinner?

And as long as he opened the door, he could lie on his side on the quilt and have breakfast?

Mingshi Guo/Xing thought about it, and felt that it was not a loss.

But... just as he was about to stand up and open the door for SCP-1911, he suddenly realized a problem.

Wait, he didn't intend to have breakfast at all.

So there is no such condition as waking up early, washing up, and traveling thousands of miles to the front hall restaurant to have a meal... So, why did he bother to stand up and open the door for SCP-1911's grandmother?

Thinking of this, Akashi touched his stomach and felt his hunger carefully.

"...a little bit hungry, but not at all unbearable and have to eat."

Thinking of this, Akashi Kuni/Xing lay back down with peace of mind, ah...it can save a trouble, thinking this way, Akashi Kuni/Xing feels that the gloomy sky outside the window is not so depressing at this time.

However, the knocking of SCP-1911's grandmother outside the door has been persistently ringing, no matter how strong Akashi Guo/Xing's concentration is, it can't stand it anymore.

"The key is under the mat at the door." If you don't make a sound, it is definitely not good. There is no way, and finally Akashi's lazy voice came out, "Remember to put it back after opening the door."

Grandmother of SCP-1911: …

"Ok."

The grandmother of SCP-1911 had a bit of a premonition, she always felt that... there seemed to be something wrong with this grandson.

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"Oh oh your legs, I know."

The grandmother of SCP-1911 was wearing an apron and a mask, standing on the bench and cleaning the file cabinet in the interrogator's office. Seeing Lie Su jumping up on one foot, she quickly took off the mask and showed Lie Su the way.

"I just brushed you inside and out with the toilet cleaner, and it's hanging outside...you can find it."

Lie Su's face was a little stiff, and after a while, he managed to utter a few words from his mouth, repeating what SCP-1911's grandmother had just said.

"Toilet Cleaner...was it cleaned inside and out?"

The grandmother of SCP-1911 nodded her head as a matter of course. Wearing reading glasses, she focused on wiping the glass cabinet, and did not see Lie Su's increasingly livid face.

He took a deep breath.

Calm down, this SCP hasn't been studied thoroughly yet, you can't execute her...Calm down!

Without looking back, Lie Su jumped out of the inquisitor's office with one foot like a kangaroo, and then jumped to the drying area downstairs.

Behind him, there was still the rambling voice of SCP-1911's grandmother...

"It's been so long and I don't know how to clean it. I also soaked it in 84 disinfectant for two hours..."

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Akashi Koku/Ying believes that he opened the door to SCP-1911's grandmother, it must be this week... no no, it was the most correct choice this year.

Looking at the incomparably clean SCP-1911 grandmother who is fully armed and cleaning the messy room with a mop and vacuum cleaner, it is rare, and Akashi country/line can't stand it...Of course, this is only spiritual, and his body/body , still lying on the bedding, without moving.

To be honest, the egg fried rice made by SCP-1911's grandmother is really delicious.

Rolling up the stinky socks on the ground one by one, and throwing them into the basin, the grandmother of SCP-1911 wiped off her sweat, then turned around and asked Akashi National Tour, who still failed to get up all morning.

"It's almost noon, is my grandson going to have dinner with my colleagues?"

Akashi Kuni/Xing shook his head, expressing that he still didn't want to go, he raised his head, and somehow he used some method to forcibly turn his long and narrow eyes into big eyes like Hotaru.

That's right, I also learned this trick from Hotaru. As long as he looks at it with such eyes, no one can refuse his request. Of course, the grandmother of SCP-1911 is no exception.

"Grandma, do you still have egg fried rice?" Akashi Kuni/Xing looked at SCP-1911, his tone was like a hungry puppy... Of course, if it wasn't that he was still lying down, it would be more like it.

But this is enough, seeing Akashi country/line posing like this, the grandmother of SCP-1911's heart immediately softened into a puddle of water, dripping spatteringly.

"Okay, okay, grandma will cook something fresh for you, and I'll make it for you right away!"

After wiping her hands on the apron, the grandmother of SCP-1911 ran out with little feet on her feet. She passed a row of SCP-1911 grandmothers sitting and drinking tea in the corridor, and passed a row of SCP-1911 sitting and washing clothes in the courtyard. The 1911 grandmother, finally, arrives in the crowded kitchen of SCP-[-]'s grandmothers...

"Excuse me, I want to make fried rice with eggs for my grandson Akashi."

The grandmother of SCP-1911 hurried to occupy a pot, but was immediately squeezed away by another grandmother of SCP-1911 when she couldn't find it.

"Do you understand first come first come first?" This SCP-1911 grandmother was very rude, "I also want to make sesame oil stewed eggs for my good grandson Taiko Zhong Zhenzong!"

"Where is the white sugar? My Baoding Tengshiro grandson still eats candied haws. How can he pursue a man/wife if he is not full? There is no white sugar, and rock sugar is fine. I have to hurry up and boil the sugar..."

"Get out of the way, my Urashima Toru grandson wants seafood porridge..."

"This is the location I found first!"

If an ordinary woman is equal to 500 chattering ducks, then an old lady with a broken mouth is equal to 1000, and the old ladies of SCP-1911... are all carefully selected, the best, the healthiest and the most energetic old SCP-1911 Mrs……

It's not just a four-digit duck that can be described.

At lunch time, Candlestick Qie Guangzhong stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at the kitchen full of SCP-1911 old ladies, deeply lost in the lost way of life.

Who am I, where am I, where am I from, where am I going...

Why are there so many old ladies in my kitchen!

Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada felt that he was about to suffocate.

For the first time, Candlestick Cut Mitsutada, who did not change his face in the face of the enemy, and was calm and calm in the face of SCPs, thought of running away... without the slightest hesitation, he ran away immediately!

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong faced the bustling SCP-1911 grandmothers in front of him, but he couldn't summon up any courage to fight against them.

This is no longer a simple turf war.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong turned his head and left. He waved his sleeves, but he didn't take any clouds away. He didn't even go in to get the coat of inner clothes that hung in the kitchen yesterday, and he just ran away with his tail between his legs.

That's horrible, SCP-1911... is actually a keter, right?

For the first time, Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada began to think about what Yakiri Hasebe said before.

"What if Grandma SCP-1911 contradicts the order given by... Master Alukiriesu... I am a person who has both loyalty and filial piety."

This is indeed a problem.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong was thinking, while turning his head, looking at the god-inspector Liesu who was hopping on one foot and rummaging through the clothes racks to find his thighs, he sighed helplessly.

Who do you obey?hehe……

Isn't this... already obvious?