Social terror players, forced to become king

After being shaken a few times, the doll finally frowned slightly, and slowly opened its eyes in Matsuda Jinpei's arms.

"Zhenping, you're back." Sakura subconsciously smiled.

Immediately, he realized his current situation.

"Did I fall asleep just now, the faucet was not turned off, and my clothes were soaked." Sakura wanted to stand up as if nothing had happened just now.

However, the heaviness of his body only made him barely straighten up, and fell back again.

"do not move."

Matsuda Jinpei closed the water valve that was still flowing out, picked up the doll horizontally and left the bathroom, only feeling that the weight between his arms was as light as a cloud.

He put the puppet on a chair and put a pillow behind him.

"What's wrong with you now?" Matsuda Jinpei took another towel from the bathroom and wiped the doll's wet hair.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Sakura pursed her lips and said with a forced smile, "I'm sorry for messing up the room..."

"That can be discussed later. It's definitely not the first time that this happened to you, right?" Matsuda Jinhei stopped wiping his hair, and his words hit the nail on the head.

Sakura opened her mouth and fell silent.

"Is there anything else you haven't told me?" The man who took him in asked again.

The eyelashes of the puppet trembled uncomfortably, but there was nowhere to retreat under the gaze of the other party.

"Does Jinpei recognize me now, and want to swear to me?" Sakura asked, subconsciously tightening her sleeves with her fingers, and asked another topic.

Seemingly irrelevant, Matsuda Jinpei quickly noticed the vague connection. This time, he didn't use the words "Sakura still needs to work hard" as usual.

"...You are doing this now because I didn't make a so-called contract with you?"

The different-colored eyes of the doll, one gold and one blue, were suddenly covered with mist, and he subconsciously stroked the cherry blossom rings on his left and right ring fingers.

Gently turned away, unwilling to look at the police officer in front of him, but it was the default appearance.

Matsuda Jinpei did not stop asking in depth because of his resistance.

"Then what will happen to you if I keep disagreeing?"

After being silent for a while, Sakura replied: "Without power, I will slowly become an ordinary doll, unable to open my eyes or move, and my soul is trapped in the body, sleeping until the next person is willing to wake me up." .”

His voice trembled slightly, but the emotions he tried to suppress still overflowed, turning into crystal clear tears and falling on the back of Matsuda Jinpei's hands, which made him feel a little hot for the first time.

"If...if it's possible, can Zhenping sign a contract with me? I will be very obedient. I will try my best to protect Zhenping." The little doll curled up on the chair, "It's so dark in the box. It would be scary to stay inside..."

Matsuda Zhenping's eyes flickered, his Adam's apple moved up and down, but he couldn't speak.

In the police station, the "stab head", who has always been the most individual and capable, has such complicated emotions in his heart for the first time.

Clearing his throat, Matsuda Jinhei said, "Before you said that signing a contract with you would require my strength?"

"...Mmm." Sakura lowered her head so that her expression could not be seen clearly, and her voice was low, "It's usually a calculation of energy and physical strength."

"A little puppet like you won't consume much energy, right?" Matsuda Jinpei suddenly reached out and poked the boy's forehead, causing him to look back blankly with tears still hanging on his face.

"You, you agreed?" Sakura couldn't believe her own understanding for a moment.

"Why, you don't want to?" The man with slightly curly black hair showed a frivolous but confident smile as usual.

"Yes." Sakura didn't care to wipe away her tears, and hurriedly grabbed the man's left wrist with both hands.

"In this case..." Matsuda Jinhei held the doll's left arm, and the other's small hand fell into his palm, "Then the next step is to swear to take care of you."

The man's appearance at this moment seemed quite solemn and gentlemanly, he half-kneeled on the ground and bent over, his lips gently tapped on the cherry blossom ring.

For a moment, as if there were petals falling, the ring glowed with a soft and not dazzling light.

Matsuda Jinhei opened his eyes and found that on his left hand there was a ring of the same style as the doll boy, and the cherry blossoms carved on it were lifelike.

"This is the proof of binding?" Matsuda Jinhei tried to turn it with some novelty, but found that it couldn't be pulled out at all.

"Hmm." Sakura still looked dazed, as if she hadn't reacted to the reality of being accepted.

The reliable police officer in front of the crowd couldn't help but mess up his hair thoroughly with his hand.

The puppet, on the other hand, had messy hair on its head, looking at him innocently, without even realizing that it was being bullied.

"I'm very popular in the Metropolitan Police Department," Matsuda Jinhei said half-jokingly, looking at the ring on his left ring finger, "After wearing it, you may not receive a single flower on Valentine's Day, don't you Is it responsible?"

The puppet was a little confused: "Does Zhenping want flowers?"

Matsuda Zhenping was silent for a moment, and finally raised his hand to cover his face.

"It's nothing, I really lost to you."

Why would he tell such a thing to a doll who doesn't understand anything?

"Is there nothing else you are hiding from me?" Matsuda Jinping suddenly asked again.

This time, Sakura finally shook her head firmly and quickly.

Helping the puppet take off the wet clothes, Matsuda Jinhei found a clean shirt that he had washed from the closet. After all, he hadn't bought clothes for Sakura before, so he could only make do with it for now.

When seeing the puppet roll up the sleeves of the clothes, revealing the unique ball joints, Matsuda Jinpei paused almost invisibly, and he covered it up again.

Even though he could see the inhuman features of the other party, after getting along for so long, it was already difficult for him to treat Sakura as an inanimate object.Just simply because of the novelty of seeing the ball joint.

Similar to, it turns out that he is really not human, this kind of thinking.

Sakura put on the other party's shirt, sat on the chair for the first time, watched Matsuda Jinpei throw the clothes into the washing machine for him, and neatly cleaned up the mess in the bathroom.

On top of his head was the dry towel that Matsuda Jinpei handed him.

After signing the contract, their relationship seems to have a deeper connection, and there is also a kind of silent understanding.

Gothic little costumes with intricate lace decorations were hung on the balcony used to dry clothes, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, they were gently swayed by the wind blowing from the windows.

Friday afternoon, close to get off work.

Although it is true that the police do not have weekends and weekends, they still have a rotation system.Matsuda Jinpei's colleagues also discussed going to dinner after get off work.

"Hey, Officer Matsuda, let's go together tonight. I haven't seen you participate in a similar party recently." The familiar police officer stood at Matsuda Jinpei's table and extended an invitation.

"What time is it?" Matsuda Jinpei said, "I won't go if it's too late."

"Officer Matsuda, who used to stay drunk at night, went home early every day and said, has something happened to you recently?" Another colleague came over, lightly tapped his shoulder, and teased.

At this moment, the police officer standing beside Matsuda's flat table suddenly noticed the ring on his finger, showing a shocked expression, "Unexpectedly, Matsuda, the ring is already there?"

"Don't make fooling around." Putting the sunglasses on his face, Matsuda Jinhei patted him on the shoulder and warned with a smile.

"The ring is a decoration, and I am still single."

"That's good, let's come to the dinner tonight, and I heard they said that it's a friendship with the policewoman from the second search section."

"That's right, you can't miss it this time. Don't try to sneak around like the previous few times." This time, even the boss joined in the fun, "Your face is the card of our Explosives and Objects Disposal Department."

In the past, Matsuda Jinpei, who was able to refuse and leave with ease, was finally dragged away by his colleagues this time.

At the dinner table, Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help being distracted when his colleagues poured him alcohol.

There is no fixed phone at home, so that stupid doll will wait for him to go back to eat, right?

Even though I told my colleagues that the ring was a decoration before, but seeing his absent-minded appearance, the people who searched the second section could see that this young man had no intention of socializing, and was just here for a banquet.

So they also changed the chat partner.Anyway, it's just an exchange of feelings between colleagues in the two departments, and the friendship is just incidental.

After finishing the inevitable entertainment, Matsuda Jinpei walked home in the dark, reeking of alcohol, already past eleven o'clock in the evening.

He put the key into the lock, turned it gently, and opened the door of his residence.

His own slippers and another pair of very small shoes were placed in the hallway.That was after he bought slippers for toy dolls from the supermarket, Sakura put her own shoes here.

The house was quiet.The light in the living room was still on.

The blond-haired villain was lying on the sofa, as if he had been waiting for too long and had already fallen asleep.

Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously walked over and put his finger on his forehead to see if the other person was warm.Even if the contract is made later, I still worry about whether the previous things will repeat the same mistakes.

Fortunately, when he just put his hand on it, Sakura woke up.

"Zhen Ping!" He suddenly showed a big smile, but wrinkled his nose in the next second, "Zhen Ping smells so strange, did he attend a banquet?"

He pushed Matsuda Jinping's shoulder: "Go take a shower, the porridge I made at night is still warm, do you want some?"

The police officer who wanted to say that he was full did not refuse, but said, "Okay, a small bowl."

"Got it." Sakura jumped from the sofa to the ground.

Time flows like fine water.

Qi Gongcheng glanced at his system panel, and the survival points on it had soared to an extremely high number.Jinpei Matsuda was as generous as gin.

Although the survival points obtained as a puppet "Sakura" will be halved compared to the physical contact of Nangong Makoto himself, it is still quite a considerable level.

Although the description given to him by the system was very simple, after activating the skill belonging to the "Katasakura Doll", the previous situation about the doll was naturally transmitted to his brain.

The story about it is very simple, it is a fantasy dream where a perfect doll is made by famous masters little by little, and then passed around in the hands of various owners.

Dolls are like a blank slate in such an era.

It feels amazing to be influenced by its story and to control small physical movements naturally.

The only disadvantage is that controlling two bodies at the same time makes Qi Gongcheng relive the feeling of playing liver games day and night again.

"Is it because you are too tired from work recently?" Zhong Yuanzhong, who was discussing the details of the mission with him, stopped the original topic after noticing his distraction, and asked with concern instead.

"It's okay," Qi Gongcheng shook his head, "Just now, Dun found a partner named Quan Jinghua?"