The Handmade Blogger's Guide to Salvation

In this world, an ordinary nursing home.

"That... young man, how long have you been here to help?"

An old man forgot Kenmaru's name, and then looked at him apologetically, but Keimaru waved his hand indifferently.

He tidied up the old man's blanket on the wheelchair, and prepared to push the old man to bask in the sun, "It's okay, I'm used to things like being forgotten names."

He's given up on his bad brother's memory.

"Don't say that, young man." The old man patted Kagemaru's hand, "Does your old man also have amnesia?"

Keimaru thought about his own definition of "old man", then nodded hesitantly, "That's right."

By age, they are super old.

"Don't be discouraged, kid, everything will be fine... Believe in yourself, even if your grandpa forgot your name, he still loves you."

The old man's expression was so sincere that Kenmaru couldn't bear to tell him that it was actually his brother who suffered from amnesia.

"I heard from the nurse that you have a set of methods to deal with amnesia, and the effect is very good." Xiwan paused slightly, and looked at the old man sincerely, "Can you tell me what should I do?"

The old man stared at Keimaru's young face with slightly turbid eyes, and suddenly laughed. He waved his hand to signal Kenimaru to bring his ears closer, and then whispered for a full minute.

"Is this...isn't it a little bad?"

After hearing the old man's approach, Kagemaru hesitated, "Isn't it a bit too much?"

"Don't be soft-hearted, or you will never be able to solve the source of the problem!" The old man said sharply, but seeing the somewhat juvenile facial contours of Xiwan, he softened his tone, "Believe me, your grandpa loves you and will definitely forgive you All offense!"

Kagemaru took a deep breath, and then his eyes became firm in vain, "Okay, I'll try...Grandpa loves me!"

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Higakiri heard that Kemaru was finally willing to come back from the nursing home.

However, he was not in a hurry to find him. It is impossible for such a big brother to disappear. He fed the horse, took a bath, and had lunch... Finally, he watched Xiaohuwan teach Taoji swordsmanship with relish. .

In the end, because I couldn't hold back, I stepped in/went in to give some pointers, and Mustache, who was driven out by Kohumaru with a black face, sauntered back to the dormitory with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, he still doesn't know that the name of his younger brother, whom he has forgotten all these years, has already secretly marked the price.

Hikari opened the door.

Then I found that I was watched by thousands of pairs of eyes.

In the dormitory, on the walls, ceiling, and floor, there are densely packed photos of Knee Wan. In the photos, he is holding a sign—yes, the word [Kee Wan] is written on it.

Mustache gasped, turned around and was about to run.

Then, in the next second, a hand grabbed his collar and dragged him back abruptly—Higakiri hadn't noticed before that that Kagemaru was actually in the room.

Due to the hundreds of photos of the knee pills in the room, the knee pills have obtained the invisible effect-no way, the amount of knee pills in the room is too high!

Mustache cut his mouth and forced a smile: "What are you doing..."

He was a little confused... No, it was very confused. No matter where his eyes fell, he could see the picture of the knee ball. After staring for a long time, he felt that the knee ball in the photo was moving, followed by the picture of the whole wall. The photos were moving, and then the mustache turned into mosquito-repellent eyes.

So dizzy, why are there knee pills everywhere!

"Brother, come in and sit down."

With a smile, Kewan put down the white glue used to paste the photos in his hand, and then pulled him into the room abruptly with his mustache, and suddenly he felt that he had fallen into the ocean called Kewan...

After sitting on the soft cushion with mustache, Kemaru took out a stack of children's literacy cards from the table, which are still in the age group of 0-3 years old... However, the pictures on the top are all his own selfies, and the ones behind are self-portraits. Words... that's right.

It's all knee pills.

"Come on, brother, read it with me—Kewan." Kneemaru held a small card and slowly read out his name, pronounced clearly and slowly, like a loving old father.

Hikakiri's eyes gradually became dull, and Kemaru taught him twice to see that he didn't respond, then sighed, poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

"Brother, you can't be lazy, you have to continue after drinking tea."

Higakiri nodded dumbly, took the tea and drank it in one gulp—then, as the tea dwindled, a familiar photo of Kagemaru appeared at the bottom of the cup...

"puff……!"

Kagemaru wiped his face, his bangs were still dripping with tea, but his expression didn't change at all, "Not only here, but also on the background of the screen and the glass of the window, by the way, I also wrote my name on the light bulb. Name, it will be projected when you turn on the light, and every toilet paper in the toilet, yes, and your eye mask..."

He rattled his fingers and listed them endlessly, and at the end he smiled brightly, "Okay, sir, do you remember my name now?"

The smile of the knee ball is exactly the same as the expression of the tens of thousands of knee balls on the wall behind it, and it becomes a green mosaic in the mind of Higakiri, interweaving and colliding with each other...

Hishikiri's smile gradually faltered.

"You are, you are Kumaru..."

At this moment, a substantive smile finally appeared on Kagemaru's face.

………………

"That...Keomaru, remember to go to Master Swordsman Tower to collect mission points..."

Ishikirimaru opened the door, then froze in place, his eyes were full of shock and awe, he looked around the entire wall and ceiling, and then closed the door with a pale face.

"Sorry to interrupt."

Ishikimaru was leaning against the wall with his back dripping with cold sweat, panting for breath, the overwhelming photos of Kemimaru just now were too mentally polluted.

What tricks are these brothers doing!

Odachi gasped for breath, calmed down his violently beating heart, and then turned around and entered Utasen Kanesada's room.

Kasen Kanesada is drawing at the desk with Natsume Takashi.Because glasses can turn what you see into manga, Natsume Takashi naturally becomes interested in painting when he sees a lot, and he gets along very well with Kasen.

In the room, Nanquan Yiwen was also there, taking a nap with the cat named Teacher Cat.

Ishikirimaru leaned over and took a look, startled, "What are you drawing... Is this a human or a monster?"

"You can look at my reference picture, and you will know that I am not wrong." Utasen Kanesada emphasized that because Honmaru is now rich, he has a tablet computer. At this moment, he is playing on the tablet computer while drawing swimmers.

However, it seems that this is the first time he has drawn such a dynamic character.

"Because of swimming, his arms are moving all the time, so he can't see clearly if he copied it." Kasen Kanesada shrugged and pointed to Nanquan's words, "Then he gave me an idea—since he didn't know where to draw. If you don’t have an arm, it’s better to draw it all.”

Ishikirimaru's expression cracked, "So that's why you drew 8 arms by yourself?"

A living swimmer makes you draw a turbo engine forcibly! Hey!

"This is called the beauty of movement, you don't understand, Ishikirimaru." Kasen Kanesada showed a rather disgusted expression, looking at Ishikirimaru as if looking at an unrefined gorilla.

Ishikirimaru took a deep breath and decided to fight back.

"You don't call it the beauty of sports. The personalized wallpaper in Genji's bedroom next door is considered avant-garde. It should be called celluloid art. You should go and see it."

Ishikimaru's voice was very alluring, for fear that he would not take the bait, but Kasen Kanesada really hesitated.

"Really? Then I'll go and have a look." Kasen Kanesada got up, went out, and then knocked on the door of the next room...

And then... no more.

Shi Qiemaru turned to look at Nan Quanyi's text, "I heard that you went to see Dr. A before? Just now, my lord told me to come here and inform you to pick up the task."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and asked Nanquan curiously, "Can you tell me what you are looking for? Just curious."

Nanquan nodded indifferently, "It's not a big deal meow... You know I've been cursed, so I thought that maybe the God-inspector will have a solution... After all, the God-inspector is What about the doctor, meow?"

This makes sense, both Natsume Takashi and Ishikirimaru nodded, and then asked, "So have you found a solution?"

Before Nanquan could say anything, the cat teacher in his arms spoke, "There is a way, there is a way, and I gave him the way."

Teacher Cat narrowed his long and narrow eyes, "Isn't it just being cursed by the cat? It's easy to solve. You know that cats are very timid and cowardly...wait a minute, what kind of eyes are you looking at? Not a real cat!"

Ishikirimaru and Natsume Takashiyu left their subtle eyes, "Ahem, it's okay, you can continue."

"Since the cat dares to curse you, then you must fight back fiercely, kill thousands or hundreds of them, and deter the cat. Don't be soft-hearted, otherwise you will never be able to solve the source of the problem!"

What Teacher Cat said was categorical, domineering like an old man with amnesia in an orphanage.

"I've already communicated with you god judges, don't worry, when you come back, you will definitely get rid of the curse of the cat."

Nanquan felt at ease when he heard Mr. Mao patted his chest on his words...how could he be so at ease!

He really wanted to get rid of the curse of the cat, but there was no need to kill people, right?It was still hundreds of thousands of kills, Nan Quan frowned, feeling that he couldn't do it.

After receiving the notice to go to the pet hospital to work in this way, Nanquan wanted to explain in a word, but before he could open his mouth, he saw the ball on the surgical tray.

Why does it look so much like that?

Wait, it's not that kind of thing, is it?

Nan Quan was still in a daze as he wrote the words, when he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder, and then handed him a scalpel.

"What are you doing here? Hurry up and work! It's the season of spring, if you're lazy, you'll have to give birth to hundreds or thousands of stray cats!" the store manager of the pet hospital raised eyebrows. Looking at him, he was very dissatisfied with this related accountant who was stuffed in.

"Anyway... go to work!"

At this moment, Nanquan's writing was like enlightenment.

It turns out that "kill him hundreds or thousands"...is that what it means?

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"Hey, knee pill...how is your grandfather recovering? Can you remember your name?"

"...I can remember, he does call me Knee Maru now."

"Look! Believe me, you're right, the solution I gave you must have worked, right?"

"But……"

"But?"

"He calls everyone Knee Maru now."