Onmyoji's Superhero Edible Guide
Chapter 28
Until the communicator communication was interrupted by Jason, Nightwing was still thinking about the 'that pig' that the other party said.
Nightwing had already passed the news about Freddy to Raven, thinking that this would be a difficult battle... What happened to a pig?
Is Gotham City getting another hero with an animal codename?
In fact, there are many more cute animal names, this...why don't you think about other animals?
——If it was a week ago, then Jason would definitely understand Dick's confusion and surprise now.
but now--
Ah.A mutated pig that can only eat dreams, nothing more.It's not too weird.
He just touched the tail of a mutant girl.
Holding this subtle sense of superiority, Jason re-examined and compared: the iron claws he brought out from his dream and the fatal wounds on the corpse, and finally confirmed that these were the murder weapons.
Enemies in the sense of this fantasy movie are the most troublesome.
Doctor of Destiny who can also control dreams, Batman can also find his real body and defeat him in the real world.But Freddy’s bug, he can kill people wantonly without a physical body at all——
"And you don't need a physical body to make pet rations," Jason gave Freddy a precise definition and summary with a dull face, "a multifunctional devil." '
... If Freddy could hear Jason's comment, he would be very, very, touched, moved.
I was so moved that tears filled my eyes, I was so moved that I was speechless and choked, only to faint to relieve the excitement in my heart.
But unfortunately, Freddy didn't have the chance to hear this sentence for the time being.
He had already been taken out of the dream by the nightmare-eating tapir, and was forcefully held in front of him by Deriya. ——Using Onikiri to control it hard.
The system provided Deliya with a lot of information about Freddy's previous evil deeds. The little onmyoji was very curious at first, so he went through it carefully.
After all, Freddy belongs to the "foreign exchange student" compared with Heianjing Yougui, and can provide a completely different style of experience for the Shikigami of Deliya's family.
"...Your way of scaring people is too straightforward and boring." Deliya looked at Freddy incredulously, "Is that what you do?"
Chaplin, who is not even a drop, has long since lost his usual humorous style, and now he just wants to stuff himself into a church and hang on a cross to completely purify himself, and stay as far away from this little evil witch as possible.
Freddy, who was lying on the ground, looked like an umbrella blown over by the wind, struggling twice in the rain unconvinced, "Do you have a better way?"
As the horror ghost king who can run amok for many years and stand still, Freddy is still full of confidence in his scary skills.He was indeed firmly restrained by this little witch, but it was just a matter of attribute suppression!Freddy doesn't believe that humans are better at intimidating others than he is.
"Of course." Speaking of this topic, Delia raised her eyebrows confidently.
Freddy's chase is just a temporary scare, juscare, but it's not a thriller with much connotation.
What does Deria think a true thriller should be?
Thousands of years ago, near Rashomon, a passer-by ran into a slender and delicate beauty in white, and was so fascinated that his heart beat faster and his mouth was dry, thinking that this would be the beginning of a romantic love, but the other party smiled shyly and took out his ghostly hand. Change back to the original shape, and use practical actions to tell human beings what it means to be a "lady who is bigger than you";
It was on the streets of the Heian era. Passers-by saw the faint candlelight and the graceful figure hovering nearby, and thought it was a weak girl walking at night. They were about to strike up a conversation, but the other party took out a hammer and chased after her with a smile...
Of course, this candidate doesn't have to be Ibaraki Doji and Ugly Toki's Daughter, and it's also perfectly fine to be Hannya Tamamoqian or a bone girl.
... Anyway, these few are the ultimate ruthless people who can leave people with PTSD in their hearts forever after showing their true colors.
Deria has a fine voice for telling ghost stories - it's a masterpiece.
Aotong who was stunned: "..."
Freddy who was stunned: "..."
Mistake.No wonder the witch was able to take out so many horror-themed props in the dream just now!At first he thought it was the witch's personal collection.
Damn, it's really a horror-themed prop? !
Why doesn't God take care of her?Save him by the way?He has been praying very sincerely!
"Why is your tone so proficient..." How much experience do you have as a witch? !
Deria, who listened to Qingxingdeng ghost talk stories and made bedtime stories: Oh, horror movies, but that's all.
After finishing the one-on-one ghost movie popular science lecture, Delia rubbed the soft stomach of the nightmare eater contentedly, "The science popularization break is over, you should be working now."
Freddy: ...You call this a break?I'm going to cry at your story, okay? !and,
"Didn't I feed this pig all night?!"
Deliya: "? I'm talking about serious work. It's not the kind of fun playing with nightmares, you have to be dedicated to being a ghost!" Let alone the scary skills. After all, it's a matter of ability. How can you be so unprofessional?
Freddy looked at the nightmare that almost sucked him dry, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.He really wanted to write a letter to God right now, reporting this witch not only terrified ghosts, but abused ghosts.Let ghost 996 work, does she still have any humanity?
But looking up at Onikiri pinned in front of him, Freddy still had no choice but to nod miserably and work overtime, bringing the dream-eating tapir into sleep again.
In fact, Arkham Asylum is not as unkind as the outside world imagines. There are still some warm details here.
It is specifically manifested in: some old acquaintances in Arkham who come in and go out frequently, they even have fixed exclusive rooms in the courtyard.
— what a detail.
And in this tender place, Killer Crocodile lay in his room, continuing to reflect on why he lost to a little girl he had never heard of.
You must know that even when facing Batman and Robin, Killer Crocodile still has the potential to win a long-lasting battle, and it will never lose so unexpectedly.
Then Killer Crocodile found out—damn this fiasco really had nothing to do with him!
It's all because the ability of the female version of Hannibal is too much!
With ice in one hand and fire in the other, you can escape fire on ice, and hold ice in the fire—the water is deep and hot, and you can grill while chilling, not to mention he can't stand it, even if it's a frozen person, he can't handle it!
Killer Crocodile angrily planned how to make a piece of equipment that could restrain this female version of Hannibal after he left Arkham this time.
First of all, it must resist fire and high temperature, and secondly, it must resist ice and low temperature.
"..." Killer Crocodile cursed in a low voice.With this level of defense, he felt that even Iron Man's suit might not be able to do it. Would it be safer for him to build an aircraft carrier?
When people are exhausted physically and mentally, they always fall asleep quickly.
Killer Crocodile relaxed his body in a daze. It was a bit good for him to be imprisoned in Arkham. After all, the female Hannibal didn't seem to be able to shoot Arkham.He's in no danger of being roasted here. ——Just like Doctor Octopus once thought.
Killer Croc closed his eyes.
Killer Crocodile sees a pig wagging its long nose.
And the man standing behind the pig. ——A man covered in burn scars all over his body.
What the hell is this? !
Forget about the pig, after all, he was indeed hungry.
But what does this man mean?Is it foreshadowing that I will look like this person after I get roasted by that girl? !
Why, does that female companion, Hannibal, still show the ingredients a picture of the dishes before cooking? ?This is too cruel, right?
Killer Crocodile woke up.
He looked at the familiar ceiling of the cell, listened to his heartbeat that was about to burst, and blurted out a polite and elegant fragrance.
He struggled to adjust his heartbeat, "Dreams are all fake, dreams are all fake." Under the urging of self-hypnosis and his exhausted body, he finally fell asleep again.
Killer Croc closed his eyes.
...the pig again.It's that dish sample again.
Killer Crocodile woke up again, looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "...Actually, I don't like pork that much." Can't I change it? !
Dream-eating tapir:?
"And I don't really want to know what the sample dishes look like."
Freddy: ? ?He just wanted to follow the little witch's request and come over to see if this person was starved and thin. Why did this person wake up so quickly?Did this person deliberately make things difficult for him and let him continue to work overtime? !
…It is said that Killer Crocodile stayed up all night in Arkham that night, and almost smashed the bed.
On the second day, the guard in charge of recording Arkham's daily routine, after inspecting the room of Killer Crocodile, tremblingly typed the following sentence on the keyboard: "The weather is fine, it has been verified——Killer Crocodile will also Having dark circles, skin diseases and atavisms does not prevent dark circles from forming."
Batman who saw this record that day: ? ?
However, after confirming from Freddy that Killer Crocodile's weight has not changed significantly, the dream client Deria is still in a good mood.
Most of the methods used by western magicians to subdue ghosts like Freddy are seals, but for onmyojis, her methods will be more colorful.
At present, Deriya stuffed him into the system backpack first.
The system also started to broadcast at the right time. After the two unexpected missions of Killer Crocodile and Freddy ended, Daria earned another [-] points.
Looking at the progress bar on the system panel that was gradually approaching the final prize, Deliya's expression became softer.
"...I have confirmed many times that the time flow rate of the original world where the host lives is different from this world, so the host does not have to worry too much about being away for too long."
Delia shrugged, "I hope so."
There are not many good-tempered shikigami in her family...
The system has the habit of summarizing the battle experience every night. He reviewed today's records in the data stream, "When the host broke through the dream just now, he exposed his hair color in front of the red hood."
Although he understood that Delia was too hasty to hide in time, he still couldn't help worrying, "Natural blue hair color is very rare in modern times—" and Delia is still an obvious Asian girl, too It's easy to fall off the horse,
"It should be the influence of the blood of the demon clan." Deliya herself has never felt that her hair color and eye color are special, "For example, Shuten-douji has red hair, Mr. Ge Ye has white eyes, and the ones of demons and half-demons Appearance is usually different from normal humans."
The system was bound to Deria the moment she entered the space-time tunnel, and the only understanding of her original life came from her own narrative.
There are some questions that Delia doesn't ask, and the system doesn't dare to take the initiative to ask them. Now that Delia doesn't object to mentioning this matter, he also asked, "The host's parents—"
"My father is a fox demon, and my mother is the daughter of the patriarch of the family."
The advanced AI suddenly froze for a moment, "Huh?!"
This answer completely exceeded the system's expectations.Because of the special identity of the host, he also specially collected a lot of related materials before, but in the materials he had read before——
At least 80% of them are banshees who fall in love with humans.
The setting of the male fox demon...is astonishing but also a bit emotional.
The system's overreaction made Deliya couldn't help but smile. She pinched the nightmare-eating tapir's stomach and yawned, "It means you haven't read enough literature."
In the Heian period, anything could happen.We even have womenswear bosses!
Although Deliya didn't get to eat grilled crocodile during the trip to Gotham this time, she also gained a lot.
Until the next day when Peter knocked on the door as agreed, Deriya still had a smile on her face.
"Good morning! I brought breakfast here! Today is not chicken rolls!" Peter excitedly picked up the paper bag in his hand, and there was a lavender lunch box lying firmly in it, "Aunt Mei changed a new recipe! Today she made The best is Japanese tea bowl steaming!”
When Mei was cooking this morning, there was no alchemy smoke in the kitchen like last time. Peter felt... this time Mei should still have a chance of success.
She won't be able to win Loki every time, right? ?
"..." Deriya's smile froze on her face, she took the paper bag cautiously, and stared at it with the eyes of a newly developed spell, "Thank you very much, are you still going to the art exhibition today? I thought I saw it yesterday The exhibits are more than enough for your homework."
Peter: "...Yes."
It's just not for homework, but to cultivate your aesthetic concept...
In fact, Peter's homework has long been over, and now he only hopes from the bottom of his heart that Deliya can stop drawing masterpieces that make Picasso fall into the coffin.
OAU who sees the truth: I hope so too.
In fact, Deliya is also very happy to go to the art gallery with Peter, not only because Peter is her number one shikigami reserve player, but also because——
The dishes in the built-in restaurant of the Art Museum are really delicious.
Very tasty.The kind of deliciousness that can become an online celebrity check-in restaurant!
The moment he followed Deria into the restaurant, seeing the smile on her face, Peter couldn't help but feel self-doubt: The purpose of our going out today, is it for me to improve the aesthetics of Delia, or for Deria to bring us I eat?
...Anyway, Deliya's aesthetics may not be improved quickly, but she will definitely be able to eat.
When ordering food, Peter glanced at his phone, "Mr. Stark asked me to ask you by the way, you didn't eat any strange food after you went back yesterday, right?"
"No." Deliya replied firmly.
"I don't eat all the time in my daily life," Deriya flipped through the menu, and replied briskly, "Sometimes I also go to make some new friends."
Yesterday she met two new good friends in one go!Killer Croc and Freddy!
One was undercooked and the other was overcooked.
Peter's expression was so complicated that he couldn't describe it in words, "...I don't know why, but when I hear you use the word 'fresh' to describe a friend, I always feel weird."
Obviously this word can be used to describe a new friend.
But describing the ingredients is also——
Calm down, Peter Parker, calm down!Don't think too much!Trust Deria!
Delia takes orders very quickly—basically, she picks whichever dish looks pleasing to the eye.
It was so neat that Peter even doubted that she would close the menu, and then said directly to the waiter, "Hello, have a copy."
Poor Peter Parker touches his wallet and feels 'we're different' again.Because he was worried that Delia, who lived alone and loved to eat, would have financial difficulties, so before going out, he took out the pocket money he had saved——
Deliya is really not short of money, her system points can be exchanged for actual currency, the ratio is 1:100, which means: last night alone, Deliya's income was as high as 30 US dollars.
What's more, she also has the Ebisu buff... If necessary, she can even buy a lottery ticket and win the first prize on the spot.
So Peter was right, they were different.
The two of Delia came very early, and there were not many customers in the restaurant, except for a few teenagers who looked like students—they definitely came to make up homework like Peter—and two people who looked about 30 years old Men are sitting near them.
The two were talking in a low voice, the voice was too small to disturb others.
——Unless there is a little onmyoji with keen five senses among the people present, and Spiderman who is equally keen.
"Okay, Sherlock, don't take it too seriously," the shorter man was comforting his companion, "It's really just a coincidental dream."
"We just dreamed of a burn patient and a... long-nosed pig at the same time? It's just a nightmare, maybe it's caused by acclimatization."
"...??" The system felt like it was about to suffer when it heard this sentence, the data flow as vast as sea water was as chaotic as the Hudson River when Kaibozu was fishing.
Fei Tong has witnessed everything yesterday, he is too clear about the dream the two people talked about...
It was definitely when the nightmare-eating tapir was chasing Freddy, it broke into the dreams of these two people.
Generally speaking, normal people would think it was a dream and forget it when they woke up—for example, the man who spoke just now, and Peter, who had long forgotten that he had such a dream.
But another man doesn’t seem to think so, “Sigmund Freud mentioned in the dream analysis theory: ‘All the content of dreams comes from the material that humans feel through the outside or inside.’①”
The man put down the knife in his hand and continued, "That is to say, all the materials that make up the dream content are not created out of thin air in the human mind, but all come from human experience."
He raised his chin and looked at Watson opposite, "So which experience do you think we can get this common inspiration from?"
"And also apply this common inspiration to the dream at the same time?"
... Well, there are always some geniuses who won't let go of their own dreams.
"Hmm..." Watson recalled the long-nosed pig he saw in his dream, and asked tentatively, "Peppa Pig?"②
"I've been watching this with Rosa some time ago. It's actually quite interesting. She likes it very much."
Watson felt that his inference was very reasonable, "I think you might have seen it by accident at that time."
"That's why we all had strange dreams last night." The doctor concluded firmly.
"..." Under Sherlock's gaze, Watson shrugged, "Okay, take it easy, just treat it as a dream, haven't there been enough other things lately?"
Sherlock Holmes, one of the greatest detectives of our time; Dr. John Watson, his assistant.
Of course, they came to the United States not for vacation, but because of some unknown cases.
In fact, even if it involves transnational cases, Sherlock will rarely go abroad. After all, his surveillance level and danger level are not low, and he dared to wear only a bed sheet in Buckingham Palace. Letting him go abroad does not know whether it will be cooperation. Still feuding.
Only in very, very few cases—such as now, an ordinary, small clerk working in the British government, which is about half the size of the British Empire, Mycroft would release his brother abroad.
——And in order to avoid the worry of enmity from happening, Mycroft also packed Watson.
...Although it may not be able to completely isolate this possibility, at least it conveys the message "We really tried our best, but who makes geniuses always willful?" 'Positive attitude.
"It won't affect me from doing other things." Sherlock looked up and looked around, putting all the customers present in his eyes.
"No, wait, are you going to start again?" For a moment, Watson even felt that the two of them were sitting in the restaurant in Baskerville again.
Then Watson and Delia and Peter, who were forced to listen in, heard the amazing analysis of Mr. Detective: including but not limited to judging pets at home from scratches on dog hair and shoes, and judging long-term pets from shaving foam residue behind ears. living alone——
Hearing this, Peter was dumbfounded, and couldn't help wondering whether it was inference or fortune-telling.
"And that girl," Sherlock's eyes fell on Deria, "she looked up at each waiter as they passed by, so she was very anxious to eat the food she ordered, and she was very hungry. state."
"The length of her order is the longest in this restaurant, so she didn't go on a deliberate diet to maintain her figure, and from the perspective of consumption level, she doesn't have any financial difficulties that affect the level of food and clothing, so she is just simple-hungry."
Hearing this, John Watson, who is good at communicating with women, glanced at Peter incredulously, and said in a low voice, "So he brought the girl out, but he still didn't let the girl eat?"
Isn't this boy too much? !
If Rosa meets such a friend in the future, he will definitely come out with a gun and have a good chat with him.
Sherlock scrutinized Peter for a few more seconds, measuring the boy like an instrumental ruler with a precise scale.
"Judging from his exposed arms, the muscles are well-proportioned but not exaggerated. He must have maintained long-term high-intensity training. But it will not be club activities. Teenagers who have participated in club activities for a long time will have an exaggerated show-off attitude." , but not in him."
"He has a very good relationship with the girls in the same class, and even has an extraordinary tacit understanding. But he will not be the type of boy who is very popular in the school. It is difficult to meet the girl who is theoretically the most beautiful in the school. She's dating alone, so he must have met each other off campus."
Peter's spider sense caused his heart rate to rise rapidly in a J-shaped curve. He pretended not to hear him and suddenly looked up at Sherlock, showing an embarrassed smile.
Help, if the other party continues to analyze like this, he feels that the other party can really analyze his secret identity.
The four pairs of eyes looked at each other, and the scene became extremely awkward for a while.
Watson: "Well... you all heard?"
Peter didn't recognize the two of them yet, but after a burst of magical reasoning just now, he still tensed up, "I'm afraid so."
When such an embarrassing incident happened, Watson embarrassedly came over to apologize to the two, explaining that they had no malicious intentions and were just chatting casually because of the tension of the trip.
Peter: ...and that's it?
"...Why don't I treat you to something to eat," John Watson opened the menu with a stiff smile, "I'm very sorry for interrupting your date."
Peter breathed a sigh of relief: ... at least this gentleman seems to be a kind and nice person.
"Let me see," the Englishman Watson suggested, looking at the menu, "how about Stargazing Pie?"
Peter: "..." No, I was wrong.I'm sorry, but this one is even scarier.
When Peter was hesitating to speak but stopped thinking about how to refuse, he heard Deliya's curious voice, "Looking up at the Star School?"
The girl was attracted by the strange name, and asked enthusiastically, "Is it delicious?"
Peter: ...Stop! !Even for the sake of Umibozu, Deria, why don't you order this dish? !
Nightwing had already passed the news about Freddy to Raven, thinking that this would be a difficult battle... What happened to a pig?
Is Gotham City getting another hero with an animal codename?
In fact, there are many more cute animal names, this...why don't you think about other animals?
——If it was a week ago, then Jason would definitely understand Dick's confusion and surprise now.
but now--
Ah.A mutated pig that can only eat dreams, nothing more.It's not too weird.
He just touched the tail of a mutant girl.
Holding this subtle sense of superiority, Jason re-examined and compared: the iron claws he brought out from his dream and the fatal wounds on the corpse, and finally confirmed that these were the murder weapons.
Enemies in the sense of this fantasy movie are the most troublesome.
Doctor of Destiny who can also control dreams, Batman can also find his real body and defeat him in the real world.But Freddy’s bug, he can kill people wantonly without a physical body at all——
"And you don't need a physical body to make pet rations," Jason gave Freddy a precise definition and summary with a dull face, "a multifunctional devil." '
... If Freddy could hear Jason's comment, he would be very, very, touched, moved.
I was so moved that tears filled my eyes, I was so moved that I was speechless and choked, only to faint to relieve the excitement in my heart.
But unfortunately, Freddy didn't have the chance to hear this sentence for the time being.
He had already been taken out of the dream by the nightmare-eating tapir, and was forcefully held in front of him by Deriya. ——Using Onikiri to control it hard.
The system provided Deliya with a lot of information about Freddy's previous evil deeds. The little onmyoji was very curious at first, so he went through it carefully.
After all, Freddy belongs to the "foreign exchange student" compared with Heianjing Yougui, and can provide a completely different style of experience for the Shikigami of Deliya's family.
"...Your way of scaring people is too straightforward and boring." Deliya looked at Freddy incredulously, "Is that what you do?"
Chaplin, who is not even a drop, has long since lost his usual humorous style, and now he just wants to stuff himself into a church and hang on a cross to completely purify himself, and stay as far away from this little evil witch as possible.
Freddy, who was lying on the ground, looked like an umbrella blown over by the wind, struggling twice in the rain unconvinced, "Do you have a better way?"
As the horror ghost king who can run amok for many years and stand still, Freddy is still full of confidence in his scary skills.He was indeed firmly restrained by this little witch, but it was just a matter of attribute suppression!Freddy doesn't believe that humans are better at intimidating others than he is.
"Of course." Speaking of this topic, Delia raised her eyebrows confidently.
Freddy's chase is just a temporary scare, juscare, but it's not a thriller with much connotation.
What does Deria think a true thriller should be?
Thousands of years ago, near Rashomon, a passer-by ran into a slender and delicate beauty in white, and was so fascinated that his heart beat faster and his mouth was dry, thinking that this would be the beginning of a romantic love, but the other party smiled shyly and took out his ghostly hand. Change back to the original shape, and use practical actions to tell human beings what it means to be a "lady who is bigger than you";
It was on the streets of the Heian era. Passers-by saw the faint candlelight and the graceful figure hovering nearby, and thought it was a weak girl walking at night. They were about to strike up a conversation, but the other party took out a hammer and chased after her with a smile...
Of course, this candidate doesn't have to be Ibaraki Doji and Ugly Toki's Daughter, and it's also perfectly fine to be Hannya Tamamoqian or a bone girl.
... Anyway, these few are the ultimate ruthless people who can leave people with PTSD in their hearts forever after showing their true colors.
Deria has a fine voice for telling ghost stories - it's a masterpiece.
Aotong who was stunned: "..."
Freddy who was stunned: "..."
Mistake.No wonder the witch was able to take out so many horror-themed props in the dream just now!At first he thought it was the witch's personal collection.
Damn, it's really a horror-themed prop? !
Why doesn't God take care of her?Save him by the way?He has been praying very sincerely!
"Why is your tone so proficient..." How much experience do you have as a witch? !
Deria, who listened to Qingxingdeng ghost talk stories and made bedtime stories: Oh, horror movies, but that's all.
After finishing the one-on-one ghost movie popular science lecture, Delia rubbed the soft stomach of the nightmare eater contentedly, "The science popularization break is over, you should be working now."
Freddy: ...You call this a break?I'm going to cry at your story, okay? !and,
"Didn't I feed this pig all night?!"
Deliya: "? I'm talking about serious work. It's not the kind of fun playing with nightmares, you have to be dedicated to being a ghost!" Let alone the scary skills. After all, it's a matter of ability. How can you be so unprofessional?
Freddy looked at the nightmare that almost sucked him dry, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.He really wanted to write a letter to God right now, reporting this witch not only terrified ghosts, but abused ghosts.Let ghost 996 work, does she still have any humanity?
But looking up at Onikiri pinned in front of him, Freddy still had no choice but to nod miserably and work overtime, bringing the dream-eating tapir into sleep again.
In fact, Arkham Asylum is not as unkind as the outside world imagines. There are still some warm details here.
It is specifically manifested in: some old acquaintances in Arkham who come in and go out frequently, they even have fixed exclusive rooms in the courtyard.
— what a detail.
And in this tender place, Killer Crocodile lay in his room, continuing to reflect on why he lost to a little girl he had never heard of.
You must know that even when facing Batman and Robin, Killer Crocodile still has the potential to win a long-lasting battle, and it will never lose so unexpectedly.
Then Killer Crocodile found out—damn this fiasco really had nothing to do with him!
It's all because the ability of the female version of Hannibal is too much!
With ice in one hand and fire in the other, you can escape fire on ice, and hold ice in the fire—the water is deep and hot, and you can grill while chilling, not to mention he can't stand it, even if it's a frozen person, he can't handle it!
Killer Crocodile angrily planned how to make a piece of equipment that could restrain this female version of Hannibal after he left Arkham this time.
First of all, it must resist fire and high temperature, and secondly, it must resist ice and low temperature.
"..." Killer Crocodile cursed in a low voice.With this level of defense, he felt that even Iron Man's suit might not be able to do it. Would it be safer for him to build an aircraft carrier?
When people are exhausted physically and mentally, they always fall asleep quickly.
Killer Crocodile relaxed his body in a daze. It was a bit good for him to be imprisoned in Arkham. After all, the female Hannibal didn't seem to be able to shoot Arkham.He's in no danger of being roasted here. ——Just like Doctor Octopus once thought.
Killer Croc closed his eyes.
Killer Crocodile sees a pig wagging its long nose.
And the man standing behind the pig. ——A man covered in burn scars all over his body.
What the hell is this? !
Forget about the pig, after all, he was indeed hungry.
But what does this man mean?Is it foreshadowing that I will look like this person after I get roasted by that girl? !
Why, does that female companion, Hannibal, still show the ingredients a picture of the dishes before cooking? ?This is too cruel, right?
Killer Crocodile woke up.
He looked at the familiar ceiling of the cell, listened to his heartbeat that was about to burst, and blurted out a polite and elegant fragrance.
He struggled to adjust his heartbeat, "Dreams are all fake, dreams are all fake." Under the urging of self-hypnosis and his exhausted body, he finally fell asleep again.
Killer Croc closed his eyes.
...the pig again.It's that dish sample again.
Killer Crocodile woke up again, looked at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "...Actually, I don't like pork that much." Can't I change it? !
Dream-eating tapir:?
"And I don't really want to know what the sample dishes look like."
Freddy: ? ?He just wanted to follow the little witch's request and come over to see if this person was starved and thin. Why did this person wake up so quickly?Did this person deliberately make things difficult for him and let him continue to work overtime? !
…It is said that Killer Crocodile stayed up all night in Arkham that night, and almost smashed the bed.
On the second day, the guard in charge of recording Arkham's daily routine, after inspecting the room of Killer Crocodile, tremblingly typed the following sentence on the keyboard: "The weather is fine, it has been verified——Killer Crocodile will also Having dark circles, skin diseases and atavisms does not prevent dark circles from forming."
Batman who saw this record that day: ? ?
However, after confirming from Freddy that Killer Crocodile's weight has not changed significantly, the dream client Deria is still in a good mood.
Most of the methods used by western magicians to subdue ghosts like Freddy are seals, but for onmyojis, her methods will be more colorful.
At present, Deriya stuffed him into the system backpack first.
The system also started to broadcast at the right time. After the two unexpected missions of Killer Crocodile and Freddy ended, Daria earned another [-] points.
Looking at the progress bar on the system panel that was gradually approaching the final prize, Deliya's expression became softer.
"...I have confirmed many times that the time flow rate of the original world where the host lives is different from this world, so the host does not have to worry too much about being away for too long."
Delia shrugged, "I hope so."
There are not many good-tempered shikigami in her family...
The system has the habit of summarizing the battle experience every night. He reviewed today's records in the data stream, "When the host broke through the dream just now, he exposed his hair color in front of the red hood."
Although he understood that Delia was too hasty to hide in time, he still couldn't help worrying, "Natural blue hair color is very rare in modern times—" and Delia is still an obvious Asian girl, too It's easy to fall off the horse,
"It should be the influence of the blood of the demon clan." Deliya herself has never felt that her hair color and eye color are special, "For example, Shuten-douji has red hair, Mr. Ge Ye has white eyes, and the ones of demons and half-demons Appearance is usually different from normal humans."
The system was bound to Deria the moment she entered the space-time tunnel, and the only understanding of her original life came from her own narrative.
There are some questions that Delia doesn't ask, and the system doesn't dare to take the initiative to ask them. Now that Delia doesn't object to mentioning this matter, he also asked, "The host's parents—"
"My father is a fox demon, and my mother is the daughter of the patriarch of the family."
The advanced AI suddenly froze for a moment, "Huh?!"
This answer completely exceeded the system's expectations.Because of the special identity of the host, he also specially collected a lot of related materials before, but in the materials he had read before——
At least 80% of them are banshees who fall in love with humans.
The setting of the male fox demon...is astonishing but also a bit emotional.
The system's overreaction made Deliya couldn't help but smile. She pinched the nightmare-eating tapir's stomach and yawned, "It means you haven't read enough literature."
In the Heian period, anything could happen.We even have womenswear bosses!
Although Deliya didn't get to eat grilled crocodile during the trip to Gotham this time, she also gained a lot.
Until the next day when Peter knocked on the door as agreed, Deriya still had a smile on her face.
"Good morning! I brought breakfast here! Today is not chicken rolls!" Peter excitedly picked up the paper bag in his hand, and there was a lavender lunch box lying firmly in it, "Aunt Mei changed a new recipe! Today she made The best is Japanese tea bowl steaming!”
When Mei was cooking this morning, there was no alchemy smoke in the kitchen like last time. Peter felt... this time Mei should still have a chance of success.
She won't be able to win Loki every time, right? ?
"..." Deriya's smile froze on her face, she took the paper bag cautiously, and stared at it with the eyes of a newly developed spell, "Thank you very much, are you still going to the art exhibition today? I thought I saw it yesterday The exhibits are more than enough for your homework."
Peter: "...Yes."
It's just not for homework, but to cultivate your aesthetic concept...
In fact, Peter's homework has long been over, and now he only hopes from the bottom of his heart that Deliya can stop drawing masterpieces that make Picasso fall into the coffin.
OAU who sees the truth: I hope so too.
In fact, Deliya is also very happy to go to the art gallery with Peter, not only because Peter is her number one shikigami reserve player, but also because——
The dishes in the built-in restaurant of the Art Museum are really delicious.
Very tasty.The kind of deliciousness that can become an online celebrity check-in restaurant!
The moment he followed Deria into the restaurant, seeing the smile on her face, Peter couldn't help but feel self-doubt: The purpose of our going out today, is it for me to improve the aesthetics of Delia, or for Deria to bring us I eat?
...Anyway, Deliya's aesthetics may not be improved quickly, but she will definitely be able to eat.
When ordering food, Peter glanced at his phone, "Mr. Stark asked me to ask you by the way, you didn't eat any strange food after you went back yesterday, right?"
"No." Deliya replied firmly.
"I don't eat all the time in my daily life," Deriya flipped through the menu, and replied briskly, "Sometimes I also go to make some new friends."
Yesterday she met two new good friends in one go!Killer Croc and Freddy!
One was undercooked and the other was overcooked.
Peter's expression was so complicated that he couldn't describe it in words, "...I don't know why, but when I hear you use the word 'fresh' to describe a friend, I always feel weird."
Obviously this word can be used to describe a new friend.
But describing the ingredients is also——
Calm down, Peter Parker, calm down!Don't think too much!Trust Deria!
Delia takes orders very quickly—basically, she picks whichever dish looks pleasing to the eye.
It was so neat that Peter even doubted that she would close the menu, and then said directly to the waiter, "Hello, have a copy."
Poor Peter Parker touches his wallet and feels 'we're different' again.Because he was worried that Delia, who lived alone and loved to eat, would have financial difficulties, so before going out, he took out the pocket money he had saved——
Deliya is really not short of money, her system points can be exchanged for actual currency, the ratio is 1:100, which means: last night alone, Deliya's income was as high as 30 US dollars.
What's more, she also has the Ebisu buff... If necessary, she can even buy a lottery ticket and win the first prize on the spot.
So Peter was right, they were different.
The two of Delia came very early, and there were not many customers in the restaurant, except for a few teenagers who looked like students—they definitely came to make up homework like Peter—and two people who looked about 30 years old Men are sitting near them.
The two were talking in a low voice, the voice was too small to disturb others.
——Unless there is a little onmyoji with keen five senses among the people present, and Spiderman who is equally keen.
"Okay, Sherlock, don't take it too seriously," the shorter man was comforting his companion, "It's really just a coincidental dream."
"We just dreamed of a burn patient and a... long-nosed pig at the same time? It's just a nightmare, maybe it's caused by acclimatization."
"...??" The system felt like it was about to suffer when it heard this sentence, the data flow as vast as sea water was as chaotic as the Hudson River when Kaibozu was fishing.
Fei Tong has witnessed everything yesterday, he is too clear about the dream the two people talked about...
It was definitely when the nightmare-eating tapir was chasing Freddy, it broke into the dreams of these two people.
Generally speaking, normal people would think it was a dream and forget it when they woke up—for example, the man who spoke just now, and Peter, who had long forgotten that he had such a dream.
But another man doesn’t seem to think so, “Sigmund Freud mentioned in the dream analysis theory: ‘All the content of dreams comes from the material that humans feel through the outside or inside.’①”
The man put down the knife in his hand and continued, "That is to say, all the materials that make up the dream content are not created out of thin air in the human mind, but all come from human experience."
He raised his chin and looked at Watson opposite, "So which experience do you think we can get this common inspiration from?"
"And also apply this common inspiration to the dream at the same time?"
... Well, there are always some geniuses who won't let go of their own dreams.
"Hmm..." Watson recalled the long-nosed pig he saw in his dream, and asked tentatively, "Peppa Pig?"②
"I've been watching this with Rosa some time ago. It's actually quite interesting. She likes it very much."
Watson felt that his inference was very reasonable, "I think you might have seen it by accident at that time."
"That's why we all had strange dreams last night." The doctor concluded firmly.
"..." Under Sherlock's gaze, Watson shrugged, "Okay, take it easy, just treat it as a dream, haven't there been enough other things lately?"
Sherlock Holmes, one of the greatest detectives of our time; Dr. John Watson, his assistant.
Of course, they came to the United States not for vacation, but because of some unknown cases.
In fact, even if it involves transnational cases, Sherlock will rarely go abroad. After all, his surveillance level and danger level are not low, and he dared to wear only a bed sheet in Buckingham Palace. Letting him go abroad does not know whether it will be cooperation. Still feuding.
Only in very, very few cases—such as now, an ordinary, small clerk working in the British government, which is about half the size of the British Empire, Mycroft would release his brother abroad.
——And in order to avoid the worry of enmity from happening, Mycroft also packed Watson.
...Although it may not be able to completely isolate this possibility, at least it conveys the message "We really tried our best, but who makes geniuses always willful?" 'Positive attitude.
"It won't affect me from doing other things." Sherlock looked up and looked around, putting all the customers present in his eyes.
"No, wait, are you going to start again?" For a moment, Watson even felt that the two of them were sitting in the restaurant in Baskerville again.
Then Watson and Delia and Peter, who were forced to listen in, heard the amazing analysis of Mr. Detective: including but not limited to judging pets at home from scratches on dog hair and shoes, and judging long-term pets from shaving foam residue behind ears. living alone——
Hearing this, Peter was dumbfounded, and couldn't help wondering whether it was inference or fortune-telling.
"And that girl," Sherlock's eyes fell on Deria, "she looked up at each waiter as they passed by, so she was very anxious to eat the food she ordered, and she was very hungry. state."
"The length of her order is the longest in this restaurant, so she didn't go on a deliberate diet to maintain her figure, and from the perspective of consumption level, she doesn't have any financial difficulties that affect the level of food and clothing, so she is just simple-hungry."
Hearing this, John Watson, who is good at communicating with women, glanced at Peter incredulously, and said in a low voice, "So he brought the girl out, but he still didn't let the girl eat?"
Isn't this boy too much? !
If Rosa meets such a friend in the future, he will definitely come out with a gun and have a good chat with him.
Sherlock scrutinized Peter for a few more seconds, measuring the boy like an instrumental ruler with a precise scale.
"Judging from his exposed arms, the muscles are well-proportioned but not exaggerated. He must have maintained long-term high-intensity training. But it will not be club activities. Teenagers who have participated in club activities for a long time will have an exaggerated show-off attitude." , but not in him."
"He has a very good relationship with the girls in the same class, and even has an extraordinary tacit understanding. But he will not be the type of boy who is very popular in the school. It is difficult to meet the girl who is theoretically the most beautiful in the school. She's dating alone, so he must have met each other off campus."
Peter's spider sense caused his heart rate to rise rapidly in a J-shaped curve. He pretended not to hear him and suddenly looked up at Sherlock, showing an embarrassed smile.
Help, if the other party continues to analyze like this, he feels that the other party can really analyze his secret identity.
The four pairs of eyes looked at each other, and the scene became extremely awkward for a while.
Watson: "Well... you all heard?"
Peter didn't recognize the two of them yet, but after a burst of magical reasoning just now, he still tensed up, "I'm afraid so."
When such an embarrassing incident happened, Watson embarrassedly came over to apologize to the two, explaining that they had no malicious intentions and were just chatting casually because of the tension of the trip.
Peter: ...and that's it?
"...Why don't I treat you to something to eat," John Watson opened the menu with a stiff smile, "I'm very sorry for interrupting your date."
Peter breathed a sigh of relief: ... at least this gentleman seems to be a kind and nice person.
"Let me see," the Englishman Watson suggested, looking at the menu, "how about Stargazing Pie?"
Peter: "..." No, I was wrong.I'm sorry, but this one is even scarier.
When Peter was hesitating to speak but stopped thinking about how to refuse, he heard Deliya's curious voice, "Looking up at the Star School?"
The girl was attracted by the strange name, and asked enthusiastically, "Is it delicious?"
Peter: ...Stop! !Even for the sake of Umibozu, Deria, why don't you order this dish? !
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