The Handmade Blogger's Guide to Salvation

In the president's office, several people sat around the table without saying a word.

Things went a little beyond their expectations.

I originally thought that the parasitic disease of Dr. Abundantia's daughter was just a minor illness, maybe it was just that the child ate unclean sashimi or drank unclean water.

However, when they saw the images of imprinted worms densely packed on the X-ray film, all of them lost the ability to speak.

This is an imprinted worm that was deliberately cultivated as a "vessel" and implanted maliciously before the age of 6!

Sure enough, malice in this world has no bottom line.

Through the glass window of the president's office, Yosano Akiko looked at the purple-haired girl sitting on the bench outside.

She said something to Dr. Abundantia beside her, as if she was complaining about a novel on a shelf, and then she started giggling, her smile was not hazy.

The meeting next to it was still in progress, and Kunikida Doppo dryly summed up several types of micro-surgical tools before remaining silent, and Edogawa Ranpo, who was usually seldom emotional, also lowered his head and hugged his arms without saying a word. It was Osamu Dazai who spoke.

"I'm not sure if disqualification in the world can save her... the meridians all over my body are full of engraving worms, I'm afraid they are already inseparable from her."

If these bugs are disabled, the child probably won't live long.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes: "Is there anything I can do with Xie Ye, but I don't know if she can stand the near-death state...with Xie Ye?"

Yosano Akiko then looked back.

"I tried, it doesn't work."

"She...is already on the verge of death."

…………

After the meeting, Yosano Akiko found Hiroshin Shibuma and told him the result of the diagnosis.

"Finally, after discussion, we concluded that the disease caused by the imprinted worm has become a kind of supernatural power."

Yosano Akiko's voice became lower and lower, and her head lowered lower and lower, until it finally turned into a sigh.

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do."

She didn't look up, because she didn't want to see the faces of the father and daughter at this moment.

But in fact, it's okay, this result is still within the expectations of Hiroshin Shema and Matou Sakura.

Over the years, Yu Shenshejian took Matou Ying to see doctors from all over the world, all with the same result.

But then the words of Fukuzawa Yukichi, the president of the Armed Detective Agency, really turned the corner:

"My ability is called [Superior Cannot Be Created], as the name suggests, my subordinates can obtain the restraining power of 'adjusting the power of the ability so that it can be controlled'."

"Although it doesn't have much effect, it might be able to restrain the imprinted worm from continuing to fuse with the human body."

Fukuzawa Yukichi was expressionless, his eyes fell on Matou Sakura, and then he bent slightly to look at Matou Sakura.

"So, you...would you consider joining the Armed Detective Agency?"

........................

This is the first time they have received an optimistic reply since Shibuma Hirogami started seeking medical treatment with Sakura Ma.

It can be said that Matou Sakura's illness is a huge stone weighing on each of them.

Every week after that, Sakura Matou needs to "work" at the Armed Detective Agency for two days to ensure that the president Fukuzawa Yukichi's supernatural ability [Man is not created] can be successfully covered on her body.

but……

"Unexpectedly, my 14-year-old sister was the first to find a job." Nana Taoyuan sighed a little, "What is the specific job?"

Matou Sakura smiled, "The content of the job is to water the potted flowers on the windowsill, and the salary is 1 yen per day... Don't sigh, I'm here to treat diseases, and I'm not really working."

After she finished speaking, she raised the goblet filled with juice, "So next, why don't you make a toast for my smooth [employment]?"

Today is really a day worth celebrating. Even Yu Shenshejian, who doesn't show his emotions easily, drank a few more glasses and went back to the house early.

Natsume Takashi looked at the time, and when the minute hand and the hour hand closed, at 12 o'clock in the morning, he went downstairs on time.

As expected, the figure of Sakunosuke Oda appeared next to the bookshelf downstairs, and seemed to be reading Dr. Abundantia's books carefully. Several children he adopted were playing outside the house. Oda Sakunosuke raised his head from time to time to pay attention to the safety of the children outside , extraordinarily conscientious.

Natsume Takashi looked at Oda Sakunosuke, and suddenly felt a little emotional. When his father Hirogami Shema adopted him, he was probably in the same state.

"You have a great father, Natsume."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the works on a whole bookshelf and sighed sincerely.

Just looking at the title of the book, I think it's great!

Suddenly, he found a strange book on the bookshelf, wrapped in thick brown paper, with a stack of papers inside.

"This is……"

Oda Sakunosuke took down the book, and curiously took out the thick advertising paper inside.

Natsume Takashi leaned over to take a look, and was a little dumbfounded for a moment. On the advertising paper was a photo of his eldest sister Nana Taoyuan, and next to it was a pop art word saying: [The Kendo Club is recruiting! 】

It must be Nana, Taoyuan, who is throwing books at random again!

"I've seen this girl, and she would occasionally come down to practice swinging a sword in her pajamas at night." Oda Sakunosuke sighed, this girl doesn't look very big, but only in terms of swordsmanship...he thinks it's about the same as Ozaki Koyo.

Are today's young people so powerful?

"This is my older sister, who was the president of the Kendo Club in high school...she was the first child adopted by my father."

Odasaku was really envious this time.

I want to write a book, but I haven't written a single word until now, but someone else has written a bookcase full of it. The children adopted by others are all so good, but the children I adopted... don't even have a chance to grow up.

He sighed invisibly, then set his eyes on the brown paper book in his hand.

"This is not written by my father." Takashi Natsume looked at the cover made of kraft paper, on which was written a row of numbers [SCP-1841]

Oops, my father said, you can't touch anything that starts with an SCP.

But... Oda Sakunosuke held the book in his hand, but he didn't look uncomfortable.

He turned the book cover over, revealing some worn-out inner pages. There was no complicated serial number on the inner pages, only the real name of the book.

It is a title that makes Oda Sakunosuke stunned for a moment, and then a little moved.

Suddenly, he raised his head and asked Natsume Takashi: "Natsume-kun, can I buy this book from you?"

He wants to give this book to someone.

Natsume Takashi looked at the number starting with SCP on it with some embarrassment, but still shook his head, "Sorry, my father once specifically asked..."

"Then can I make a copy?" Oda Sakunosuke held the book, and he really liked it so much that he couldn't put it down.

It's not like I wasn't told not to.

After hesitating for a moment, Natsume Takashi nodded, and then went back to the room to fetch a pen and white paper.

"It's very thick, do you want to finish copying it?"

Oda Sakunosuke refilled the pen seriously, looked up and smiled apologetically, "Yeah, don't wait for me, go to sleep first."

No way, this person is worth it.

Takashi Natsume nodded, then suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned and ran to Dr. Abundantia's studio, and took out a toy airplane that looked like a bee.

"After the transcription is complete, it can be used to deliver the goods."

He stretched out his index finger, and clicked on the Gear Fairy logo on [Little Bee], and after teaching Sakunosuke Oda how to use it...he was driven to sleep.

But... I always feel like I'm forgetting something.

what is it then?

…………

This day, late at night.

An uninvited guest broke into the office of the youngest chief of the port mafia.

The 24-year-old leader stood up suddenly, and with superb skills, smashed the bright yellow drone into pieces in an instant.

A gift box fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The leader raised his weapon vigilantly, and slowly approached the beige wrapping paper gift box until he saw the words on it clearly:

"Happy holidays, Dazai."

The familiar handwriting made the leader slightly startled, but what surprised him the most was that he would receive a gift.

Strange, Oda Sakunosuke will give him a gift?

The always cautious leader put down his weapon, walked over unsuspectingly, picked up the gift on the ground, and opened it carefully.

It is a hand-copied thread-bound book titled:

"1001 Places to Visit Before You Die"

The leader's hand paused, and then he opened the pages inside.

"...The deer in Nara will follow you relentlessly until you are entangled to the point where you can't do anything else, and spend a lot of money to buy senbei, but if Dazai ruled you, there is a high probability that they will play tricks inside. Don't do this, the deer will Spit on your spit."

"...Although the water of Lake Baikal is somewhat polluted, the stars in the sky are not there. They are still as dazzling as those described in ancient books thousands of years ago. If my van is still there, you can drive it there and sleep in it at night. In the car, open the sunroof, trust me, there is no better angle to see the stars than this."

"...This town should be the most boring place in this book. Although it is a bit difficult to say, this is my hometown. I have lived there for more than ten years. I have never gone back since my parents left. If you If you go, just check for me whether the glass window is broken, and the sycamore tree I planted in the garden, how is it now..."

It was not a thick book, and the young leader read it all night.

"...Aren't you embarrassing me, Oda Sakunosuke?"

Really, it looks so troublesome, he is very tired now, very tired...

But for the sake of Oda Sakunosuke who copied it himself, there are indeed a few interesting spots in it, which are suitable for summer...

Forget it, I'll live until next summer, and I'll talk about it after I've seen it.