The Handmade Blogger's Guide to Salvation

There was something wrong with the atmosphere in the car.

Nana Taoyuan and Takashi Natsume, who were sitting in the back row, were holding their backpacks, as quiet as chickens, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at the front row.

I always feel that the driver, Mr. Ryunosuke Akutagawa, is going to jump up and blow Atsushi Nakajima's head in the next second.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ryunosuke Akutagawa, may I ask if you are..."

"Well, Mr. Chuya Nakahara asked me to come." Akutagawa Ryunosuke's voice was a little low, and he simply said his camp, and then continued to stare at Atsushi Nakajima with white eyes.

It turns out... Is there such a relationship between Hong Kong gangsters/organizations and armed detective agencies?

"Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Akutagawa." Nana Taoyuan said with some embarrassment, "Can you... stop staring at Mr. Nakajima?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes turned cold, and there was a trace of indifference in his tone unconsciously.

"What do you mean?"

"Only you can drive, please look at the road first, please...it's time to turn right!"

"……I see."

Atsushi Nakajima felt that the murderous aura that had been lingering around him from Akutagawa Ryunosuke's side had subsided a little, and he was relieved.

Natsume Takashi also kindly started to stir up the topic, wanting to ease the tense atmosphere in the car.

"Excuse me, do the two gentlemen know what the winter camp we are going to do?"

Atsushi Nakajima nodded, "It is said that it is a recent winter camp organized by a very popular company. The content is to camp in some deserted temples or some weird places."

Sounds like a lot of fun.

Hearing this, Taoyuan Nana poked Natsume Takashi, and silently made a "thigh hug" gesture to him.

This kind of place depends on you!

Natsume Takashi smiled slightly, then nodded slightly, and then his eyes fell on the long silver knife pinned to Nana Taoyuan's waist.

He does have the ability to see ghosts, but if it is to attack, Nana Taoyuan's sword is more powerful.

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes fell on Nana Taoyuan's small movements, and he said: "Huh? It seems that Miss Taoyuan is good at swordsmanship, really good."

When she heard this, she quickly waved her hands modestly, "It's not very powerful, it's just that I practiced it since I was a child and got used to it."

Since she was adopted by Dr. Abundantia, she has been exposed to kendo, which can be regarded as "children's skill".

"This sword has Dr. Abundantia's exclusive logo on it. Was it forged by him?"

Although Akutagawa Ryunosuke was concentrating on driving, he still noticed the gear fairy logo on the scabbard of the sword.

"Yes, this is the jade steel my father brought from a place called the Ghost Killing Squad. It is said that it has the ability to kill ghosts."

After finishing speaking, she cherished the scabbard wrapped with pocket tape and celebrity stickers with her hand, and then pulled it out a little, revealing the red blade inside.

On the one hand, when her father handed her the first forged sword, she saw with her own eyes that the blade of the knife turned red in front of her.

Atsushi Nakajima sighed, "I know a 14-year-old girl who also has very advanced kendo skills... Maybe you can become friends."

Immediately afterwards, he heard Ryunosuke Akutagawa snorted coldly.

"I also know her, and I also know her teacher... I can introduce it to you."

Atsushi Nakajima: ...

One thing to say, it seems that Akutagawa Ryunosuke knew Izumi Kyoka before him.

The atmosphere became awkward again unknowingly, Natsume Takashi gave a dry cough, and then asked Akutagawa Ryunosuke if he could turn on the car music.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke nodded, and then pressed the button of the car speaker...

"—Are you discriminated against because you are too short? Have you lost countless opportunities because you are too short? Pay attention to our products and give you a chance to grow taller!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, then clicked on the next channel.

"Dear benefactors, this is the exclusive radio station of [Yufa Shrine]. Whether you are a student taking online classes, an office worker who likes to stay up late, or a programmer who fixes bugs, God will guarantee that your hair will look like a waterfall, Amen!"

After the broadcast, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's new hairstyle of Chuya Nakahara appeared in his mind.

He shivered violently, then turned off the radio, and turned on the button for the car CD——

"Sukha is not listed! Wait for board, wait for board, wait for board! Suka, Suka, Suka, Suka are not listed!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke turned off the speaker with a "snap" and his face turned red suspiciously. He turned his head and explained eagerly to the stunned Atsushi Nakajima:

"This is Zhongyuan—this is someone else's car."

For the first time, Nakajima Atsushi didn't feel the killing intent on Akutagawa Ryunosuke, looking at Akutagawa Ryunosuke with a very serious expression, he opened his mouth for a second, then nodded.

"Uh... well, I see."

Strange, Akutagawa Ryunosuke...why did you explain it to him?In fact, he can explain otherwise.

However, Atsushi Nakajima never felt any gaze from Ryunosuke Akutagawa during the rest of the journey.

………………

The guests are coming soon.

As the sky darkened, Yushin Shema looked at the time and guessed that Nana Taoyuan and the others should have arrived at the base camp of the winter camp.

Originally at this time, dinner should be ready and the children should be playing in the living room, but now it is deserted.He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, making the room a little more noisy.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Mr. Sun, who was "robbed" by Dazai Osamu, stood at the door, looked at Hiroshin Shema cautiously, then bent down and bowed to him.

"Good evening, Mr. Dr. Abundantia...Before I came in, someone outside seemed to be following me."

Mr. Sinking wanted to look back in fear, but he didn't dare.

Yu Shenshejian nodded slightly, "I see, you don't have to worry about these things, I will take care of it." He opened the door and let Mr. Shen into the room, but his eyes fell on the open space outside the door—— Just now, there was a group of big men in suits holding 98k.

——They were murderous, and when they touched the fence with the gear fairy logo outside the house, they were instantly teleported to the Antarctic. Standing in the ice and snow, they began to be confused by the penguins that suddenly appeared in the scope.

"The fence outside the door can stop anyone with malicious intentions."

Yu Shenshejian motioned for Mr. Shen to sit on the sofa.The latter looked at his calf buried under the ground, smiled wryly, and chose to continue standing.

"Is Dr. Wondertainment okay recently? Or...is there another replacement?"

Mr. Shen's expression was a bit broken, "I'm sorry sir, I don't know, it's been a long time since they created me."

As he spoke, he showed his right wrist to Yushin Shema. A row of advertising slogans and a product barcode were displayed on the wrist, which was a date very early in the present.

Yu Shenshejian just glanced at it, then shook his head, "After so many generations, the Dr.Wondertainment logo is still so...practical."

Immediately afterwards, he lowered his head and looked at Mr. Shen who had been buried under his knees, "Then, your choice is—"

"My existence is a mistake, a bad joke, and it has no meaning except to add another joke to the grotesque history of mankind... Besides, it is not funny to me."

Mr. Trapped muttered to himself, "Please be sure to end this, Dr. Abundantia."

Yu Shenshejian didn't say any more, he opened his arms, lowered his body slightly, and then gave Mr. Shen a big hug——

Until Mr. Fell in his arms slowly faded, faded, and then dissipated in the air like smoke and dust, as if he had never been here.

The last sound he heard was Dr. Abundantia's heartbeat becoming clearer.

…………

SCP-097-JP "Mr. Trapped" has officially expired.

Yu Shenshejian didn't get up, he maintained a bent posture, and mourned silently at the place where Mr. Sun had stood. Although the existence of this life was an accident, it was still worthy of lamentation.

Suddenly, a muffled sound with high temperature passed by Yu Shenshejian's ear - a sub-bow was fired from an unknown place outside the house, hitting the photo frame on the wall behind Yu Shenshejian, and the glass shattered instantly all over the place.

If Yu Shenshe had straightened up just now, the broken photo frame would not be the only one.

This made Yu Shenshejian a little surprised. You must know—the group of ordinary killers just now had been sent to Antarctica by him to be used as popsicles.

But it's a pity for this painting, it's a famous masterpiece he specially asked for, Yu Shenshejian stepped out from the glass slag while leaning on the wall, then turned his back to the window without any sense of crisis, looking at the broken glass with some distress He drew a picture with a big hole, unaware that behind him, a dark wooden warehouse was aimed at him.

"--bump!"

Zi Gongdan hit the steel, and there was a head-on attack. The hard scabbard was punched with a shallow dent, but it still blocked Yu Shenshejian's face.

Yu Shenshe turned his head and looked at the tall young man with ghost horns who suddenly appeared in front of him, but he was not surprised at all.

Before Mr. Sinking came, these guys had secretly hacked the roof of his house, but they didn't have any malicious intentions, so they weren't sent to Antarctica.

Onimaru Kunisuna's burly body stood firmly in front of Hiroshin Shema, he looked out the window indifferently, then raised his hand:

"Hirano, Akita, pursue!"

Immediately afterwards, two teenagers who appeared to be eight or nine years old neatly jumped down from the roof, with a metallic cold light shining in their hands, and charged into the green belt like sharp swords.

It happened so suddenly that Yu Shenshe, who was mentally prepared, was a little stunned for a while.

Onimaru Kunisuna stared out the window, but said to Hiroshin Shema, "Your house is very dangerous now, you can't stay here any longer... Except for the one outside, there was a group of men in black just now, but they suddenly disappeared. "

Hiroshin Shema knows this, it was sent to Antarctica.However, Onimaru Kunisuna's next move made Hiroshin Shema, who had been keeping calm all along, really change his face——

He took out a short black suit jacket - a black suit jacket that Hiroshin Shema looked more and more familiar with, and then put it on him.

"...It's not necessary."

No need! ! !