Social animals don't deserve love

This is the first day I have been partially free to walk "at will" within the Sky Casino grounds. The "cold" healed quickly, because the reality of using the "book" to modify it was not much, the impact was not great, and the coverage was limited to one person, so it was just a small "flu".

Dostoyevsky returned to Sky Casino the night after I woke up, and then stayed in the room with the computer for a long time.It didn't come in handy for me directly, so it seems that Yokohama didn't have any big troubles.Since Yokohama is safe and sound, presumably nothing will happen to my colleagues.It seems that it is necessary to put physical training on the agenda. I don't expect to be "armed". At least I will be able to struggle a few times when I encounter kidnapping next time.

Even if it's just a symbolic struggle.

"Are you angry?"

The good friend from Russia who sat opposite me habitually bit his thumb between his teeth - ten fingers were bitten bare by him one by one.

There is obviously no trust between each other, but they have to be as close as old close friends.

The young man wearing a white hat wrapped in a heavy cloak looked secretive, his purple eyes flashed a rippling, and when he looked up at me, there was a smile on his mouth: "Don't be angry with me."

It's not time for a showdown yet, I'm not sure if he has the information proving that I'm the Seal, and I'm not sure what his amiable intentions are at the moment.Even though I knew he was the mastermind behind everything, even though Dostoevsky knew what he was doing, we all pretended not to know what we already knew.

"It's not about being angry, it's about being angry. Why did you bring me here? You didn't ask me a word for my opinion. Am I a piece of luggage that can be picked up and taken away?"

I dragged a chair and sat in: "Also, who changed my clothes."

"It's the female waiter here. After all, the closer the distance, the more dangerous it is sometimes. I don't think you would like me to help you change clothes, would you?"

He suddenly kicked his foot on the ground like a child, and the soft chair took him around in a circle. When he faced me again, Dostoevsky finally let go of his thumb from between his teeth and changed to dragging it with one hand. with a side face.He expressed "unbelievable" with a gradually rising tone: "Fubuki... you don't like crowds in essence, and you don't like to keep too close a distance with people, eh? In Gogol's words... why don't you go Chasing that kind of harmless freedom, beyond the encirclement of the world, you have the ability."

"I took the initiative to nest the shackles given by the social environment layer by layer on myself. I'm sorry, but there is really no way to figure it out."

The voice gradually deepened, and I looked at this young man who was piously repenting of crimes and punishments but was unable to extricate himself from it: "What you said is necessarily related to your behavior of taking me into a cage in spite of your will?"

"No, so I hope to get your forgiveness."

He lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth deepened a few curved arcs: "Based on how I will judge the state of our friendship based on your feedback, I think you will forgive me."

This is really an incredible soft threat.

"What if I insist on refusing to forgive? The person who hopes to be forgiven by a friend is not what you show, Fedya." I leaned on the soft cushioned chair, brushed my long hair and twisted it with my fingertips Rubbing: "As you said, I will decide what kind of feedback to give based on your attitude, and you will decide the tone of the next step based on my feedback... No matter what kind of treatment you want, these are Fei Jia You need to think about it yourself."

"Lazy remarks. I have to wonder if you have been infected with some bad factors. Is it because of our vital manager that brought you here... Sigma mentions you at least five times a day on average, in order to appease him Out of anger, and to avoid the imminent danger, I sent you all the way to Sky Casino."

"Okay, this is the explanation you want, can we resume normal calm chat now?"

The Russians who were covered with nesting dolls first released the "truce" signal. I propped my temples and squinted my eyes: "What about your apology? This is just a reason. No matter what kind of motivation, we always consider the consequences of actions. We cannot If the motive is good, forgive the bad result. And the consequence you cause is that I will be mistaken for a cold-blooded and treacherous villain, which is not good."

Dostoevsky responded by turning on the floor and pointing the back of his head and the back of his chair at me.

——I think it can be understood as "Apologize? No way!"

"Listen, Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky, there is no forgiveness without an apology! No!" I stood up and kicked the chair he was sitting on, weakly Russian friend almost bangs his face on the computer keyboard.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of someone slamming the door of the room, and the sound of despondent footsteps gradually faded away.

Yada Fubuki walked away.

Needless to say, talking to her was fun.It would be even better if you don't get kicked by the chair and slammed the door next time.

He opened the hidden dialog box and contacted the female knight commander of the clock tower. After some bargaining, the other party sent a document according to the bottom line of the contract.Well... Anyway, he has already been mentally prepared. Dealing with the Onsa people is like this. Don't expect them to be as decent as they say.

This document, which is destroyed after reading, has only one central idea - "Application of the Silent Man Technology", and then Dostoevsky discovered a very interesting thing, the first to introduce this ancient "magic" spread in Europe "The person who brought him back to the island country was surnamed Yada.

"Accidental, or inevitable? It seems that it is necessary to try to find out the true identity of Mr. Yada."

The thumb was bitten again, and he bit his fingers mottled without noticing.

Will Yada Fubuki's father be the scholar who introduced "The Silent Man"?In other words, is Yada Fubuki the seal of the "book", and does she know about it?

The other hand raised a finger and tapped on the table, and his mouth hidden behind his thumb pursed into a happy smile.

Unplanned expenditures really brought unplanned gains-the deep-seated joy was definitely not because of finding a reason not to kill her.

"Have your body recovered?"

I met Sigma in the long European-style hallway, and he laughed when he saw me after he had just inspected the casino floor: "You look more energetic than when you first came here."

"Really? I think it's more likely that I was pissed off by Fei Jia." Puffing my cheeks, I rolled my eyes and followed Sigma to the manager's office: "At least don't see that guy again today, let him stay in the room by himself Let's go eat cold food."

Sigma nodded indulgently: "I'll have his food delivered to the computer so Fyodor won't bother you anymore. What do you want to eat tonight? How about trying the Chinese food I mentioned earlier."

"Chicken minced porridge is delicious. I heard that there is also seafood cooked in it. Try it at night."

When I walked into the office, I went straight to the leisure sofa - I was wearing a red slim jacket and a long white dress. I couldn't lie on the sofa in the office area anyway, but there was no problem with lounging in it.Sigma pretended not to see me picking up the pillow as a sloth like she was blind, and opened the file to read carefully one by one.

Ah... yet another hardworking social animal.

Sure enough, for dinner, I saw a pot of salty porridge cooked in a casserole, which was extremely rich in content.As long as it can be heated and stewed, seafood ingredients can be found, and the taste is as good as the visual effect.Judging from my limited experience, I have also found several unknown seafood, I hope they do not belong to the scope of protection.

Sitting at the long table are Sigma, me, and Mr. Gogol, the clown who is always elusive.Taking off the poker cards covering his eyes, Mr. Yanovsky is obviously very interested in the fact that I gave his good friend Dostoevsky a deflation, and he learns to be slapped every time he eats. The emoji of someone delivering dinner to the computer.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Ma'am, you are amazing to make Fei Jia show such a face!"

There is a scar on his left eye that runs through the upper and lower eyelids, like a sculpture that has been maliciously scratched, but this scar has become a unique sign that he is different from ordinary people.

"I want to learn it again, don't you guys watch it? Mr. Clown's rare impromptu performance! Fyodor's strange face, hahahahahaha!" He first covered himself with his coat, deliberately making a gesture of shrinking on the computer chair Then he slowly put down his coat and opened his eyes wide in confusion... Immediately after, the unbridled laughter sounded again.

The so-called bad friends... probably refers to this.

Sigma and I watched his performance blankly, neither persuading nor stopping Gogol. Anyway, when Gogol laughed enough, he would lower his head and pick up the spoon to continue eating.

After dinner, I watched the dancers in the casino for a while, and Sigma kept urging me to go back to my room to sleep in a very healthy time: "If you like it, let her dance for you tomorrow during the day, and go back to sleep early now !"

Only your loved ones will urge you to go to bed when you don't want to sleep but you have to. They don't care if you are happy or not in order to keep you healthy.It should be said that instead of seeing you lying sick in a hospital bed and having to obey, they hope to give you the strength to jump up and rebel.

I am an adult who has already passed the rebellious period. Of course, I will not object for the sake of objecting like a child who obediently leaves the performance hall and walks back to rest after being urged for the third time.

No need to work, no need to think, no need to take responsibility, no need to bear pressure, three meals a day, early to bed and early to rise, the last time I lived such a healthy life was when Ango was able to commute normally not long after I got married.I don't know why I think of him suddenly, it should just be a memory to keep myself from being too bored.