Social terror players, forced to become king

"Hey, isn't it, are you going to cry?" The puppet's ready-to-cry expression made Matsuda Zhenping feel a little guilty for a second.

The curly-haired man bent down and approached the doll standing on the bed, and put his fingers close to the other's tender cheek, wiping away the dripping, big tears.

"It turned out to be real tears." The man stared at the liquid stained on his fingers and exclaimed.

Hearing this, Sakura, who originally thought that the other party was coming to comfort her, suddenly widened her eyes accusingly, and the tears stopped flowing out.

"...Bad guy." He thought for a while, and finally blushed and choked out such a sentence.

The doll-like puppet couldn't think of more curse words, and the words spoken were soft because of the soft tone, without any deterrent effect.

"Pfft." Matsuda Jinping couldn't hold back, and laughed again.

Seeing that the other party was about to blow their hair because of him, Matsuda Jinping said again: "If you want to ask me if I want to swear, then my answer is no."

"Why?" Sakura asked curiously.

"Because I'm a policeman." Matsuda Jinpei's tone was calm, but it seemed to hide some powerful and confident power, "I have enough power to protect others. I don't need your protection."

The puppet with different-color pupils showed a half-understanding look.

"So, can you go back to where you came from?" Matsuda Jinpei said.

Sakura understood this sentence.

"After you wound me up, do you want to go back on your word?"

The problem is back to the original starting point.Matsuda Jinpei responded with a rare headache to this boy doll with an unusually pure personality: "When I first turned the clockwork, I didn't know that such an unscientific thing would happen. It was just a pure attempt."

"However, I can't go back to where I came from." For the first time, a slight melancholy appeared on the puppet's face.

"Who is your producer?" Matsuda Jinping asked again.

"It's my father." Sakura replied naturally, "He is the most creative puppet maker."

"I mean, what's his name?" The young man with curly black hair pulled a stool from the side and sat down, "I can send you there."

By the way, explore the area where this mysterious doll is located.Although he has heard of some capable people and strangers hidden in the city, it is the first time that he has encountered supernatural events so closely.

"Father is father." Sakura didn't know why.

Matsuda Jinpei asked a few more times, but the doll itself couldn't say anything.

"If I swear in the way you said, will you and I have to pay anything?" The police changed the direction of the question.

"You can give me strength, and I can use my ability to protect you." Sakura said seriously.

The explanation was a little vague, but Matsuda Jinpei also knew that this puppet couldn't say anything clearer.As for the "swear" in the other party's mouth, Matsuda Jinpei didn't take it into consideration at all.

Don't take unsure risks in areas that you don't understand at all.Besides, judging by the confused appearance of this puppet, it doesn't necessarily know all the secrets.

Hold him down first.

"It's not impossible for me to swear to you in the future, but the premise is that you can get my approval." Matsuda Jinpei said half tentatively and half pretending to be serious.

Sakura suddenly became enthusiastic, her eyes became brighter, "Aren't you going to send me away?"

"Maybe, you want me to send you away?" Matsuda asked with pursed lips.

Of course, he would not throw away this mysterious doll of unknown origin at will. If it causes negative consequences, it will be his responsibility.

Hearing this, the puppet immediately shook its head like a rattle: "Of course not, let me stay, I'm very capable."

"First of all, the glass that was broken because of your arrival, and the bed that was messed up." Matsuda Jinpei casually pointed to the messy bedroom.

"I'm very sorry, I will clean them up." Sakura showed a determined look, he ran over and pulled the black-haired youth's clothes, looked up at him seriously, "You should recognize me sooner."

Matsuda was slightly taken aback.

After a while, he turned his eyes away and said softly, "Then you have to work hard~"

After this episode, the clock on the wall has pointed to 07:30 in the morning. If you don't go out, you will be late.

It's just that there is still such a big Buddha at home...

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at the boy who was diligently trying to pick up the broken glass on the bed.

Wait, if the puppet can shed normal tears, then——

Matsuda Jinpei took a step forward, trying to lift the doll from the bed, but it was too late.

"Oops..." The young man cried out in pain, and he suddenly withdrew his hand from the bed, obviously scratched by the shards of glass.

Matsuda Jinpei raised his arm, and saw that the tip of the index finger had extremely fine scratches left after being scratched by a sharp object, but no blood flowed out.

- Inhuman traits.

"It seems that your production materials are not immune to broken glass." Matsuda Jinpei said, "There is a broom in the drawer at the head of the bed that can be used to clean the bed."

He texted his co-worker, asking him to take a day off for himself, to observe this particular doll unobtrusively.

The puppet named Sakura is between [-] and [-] centimeters tall and is working like a hardworking bee for what he said earlier.

But it was obviously clumsy, and finally swept the broken glass into a pile, and the next second a broom came and scattered them. It took nearly an hour just to clean up the broken glass.

Putting the glass into a special bag, Sakura wiped the sweat from her forehead quite like a human being, and carefully pasted a label saying "Contains glass, be careful of scratching" on it.

After washing the sheets, the puppet does not know the modern electrical appliance of the washing machine. Under the command of Matsuda Jinpei, when watching this behemoth start, it is also curiously lying in front of the dark glass of the drum washing machine, looking at the inside and the water flow. The clothes that were turned together made a sound of exclamation.

Sakura has never seen the shower head and toilet in the bathroom, and Sakura carefully explores and learns, and will ask Matsuda Jinpei's attitude before moving everything.

He seems to have just arrived in this era, showing a curious and enthusiastic learning attitude towards everything.It is also like a kitten that has just entered an unfamiliar environment, slowly exploring the scope of its activities.

After a whole morning of observation, Matsuda Jinpei preliminarily ruled out the judgment that Sakura is dangerous.

"Speaking of which, does the doll need to eat?" Matsuda Jinping asked.There are still some potatoes and a radish in the refrigerator, which is just right for curry rice.

"It is necessary," Sakura obediently stood at the kitchen door, watching the man wearing an apron busy at the cooking counter, "Can I come in?"

Matsuda Jinping turned his head and glanced at him: "Yes."

"You haven't told me your name yet." Sakura leaned closer to him. The doll was so small that it couldn't even reach the cooking table. When she tried to raise her head, she could only see the man's moving elbow.

"Me?" Matsuda Jinpei took the cleaned potatoes out of the stainless steel basin and cut them into chunks with a kitchen knife. "My name is Matsuda Jinpei. It doesn't matter what you call it."

"Matsuda Jinpei..." Sakura lowered her eyes and repeated the name in a murmur, "Jinpei!"

It seemed to read more and more smoothly, and at the end, the puppet clenched its fists and nodded, as if it had remembered the name in its heart.

The aroma of the food gradually diffused in the kitchen. Sakura followed Matsuda Jinpei around and praised from the bottom of her heart: "You are amazing, Jinpei."

"It's just cooking." The corners of Matsuda Jinpei's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

If this was an ordinary child, it might be cute.Unfortunately, it is an unscientific puppet with a mysterious origin.

"I'm going to start." Sitting on the seat specially piled high with books, Sakura said seriously, then picked up the spoon and ate the curry in front of her.

Over time, the puppet has never shown any threat, learning surprisingly quickly.In just two weeks, I learned to move a small bench, stand in front of the cooking table, and try to make edible food.

Although the movements still look clumsy, the earnest and hard-working appearance sometimes makes Matsuda Jinpei feel a kind of silent tenderness.

Every day before entering that box to sleep, Sakura would seriously ask Matsuda Jinpei if he would swear a contract to himself.

And every time, Matsuda Jinpei's answer is: "Not yet, Sakura-chan still needs to work hard."

Although the puppet will show a short-term gloomy look because of this, it will soon regain its energy and work harder the next day with full of energy.

If the child has always behaved well, such a life is not bad.

Occasionally, such thoughts crossed Matsuda Jinpei's mind.

However, reason prevailed most of the time, and he had already begun to investigate in the direction of Yokohama, because he heard that many humans with so-called "supernatural powers" gathered in that city, and some of them might be able to understand this. A person who is special about a doll.

Although the puppet doesn't say it on the face, Matsuda Jinpei can also tell that he is curious about the outside world.But maybe because he was worried that he would cause trouble for him, he never asked to go out.

Matsuda Jinhei opened the door of his house with some fruits and vegetables bought from the supermarket.

"I'm back," he said.

A man who originally lived alone did not have the habit of saying this sentence after returning home. However, whenever he stepped into the house, no matter what Sakura was busy with, she would run to him from a certain corner of the house, as if to greet him. The cat that the owner came home said cheerfully to him: "Welcome home."

So, in less than a month, Matsuda Jinpei formed such a practice.

However, there was silence in the whole apartment, and the puppet that usually ran over with a "da da" was silent at this time.

Realizing that something was wrong, Matsuda Jinpei put the contents of the bag aside and shouted, "Sakura?"

There seemed to be noise in the bathroom.

Following the sound of running water, Matsuda Jinpei found the puppet lying silently on the tiles with its eyes closed.

The faucet next to it was still on, and the ground was covered with water, which also soaked the gothic clothes that the boy often wore.

Regardless of the other party's wet clothes, Matsuda Jinpei scooped up the extremely light doll from the ground effortlessly.

"Sakura, wake up." Matsuda Jinpei shook him gently.

Sakura, who can't move or laugh, seems to have turned into a real, empty doll at this time.