Laugh to death, there are no ordinary people at all

Even Fu Heihui didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

He was supposed to help with the work.

Although the Huangquan Research Institute is the domain of monsters, their conjurers are responsible for matters involving curses and curse spirits.

Although there was a bit more movement to clean up because of the presence of demons, but fortunately, only a section of the road collapsed and no one (demon) was killed——

The rickety tree that was implicated was also the result of the big red-haired monster over here moving his hand.

After staying up most of the night without sleep, he was also a little sleepy, so when the bus came, he walked up without raising his head.

"That's a murderer corrupted by parasitic monsters."

The man wearing the blindfold flipped through the files in front of him without hindrance.

"There is also a kitchen knife that curses the body." The knife was originally an ordinary knife, but it became a cursed spirit after it became a murder weapon.

It would be easy to say if the control field was set up in advance, but on the bus with passengers... To be honest, even Fu Heihui thought he was going to go through a hard battle.

It's just that the result is...

"What is that flower?" Fu Heihui was confused.

It is undoubtedly the thing of monsters. In theory, as long as it does not hurt people, it is no longer under the jurisdiction of their magicians.

But recalling the 'flower' that easily swallowed most of the monster and the curse spirit, Fu Heihui still couldn't help frowning.

This kind of lethal 'flower' doesn't make sense, they can't hear any movement.

"It must be a new breed cultivated by someone." Gojo Satoru recalled the not-unfamiliar demon power, and the figure of the red-haired youth naturally appeared in his mind.

"Don't worry about this, he has always been a measured person. Since it is sent out, it is a relatively safe breed for humans."

Of course, it's another matter for monsters or curse spirits.

Hearing what her teacher said, Fu Heihui was half relieved.As for why only half?

Because the "not a big problem" in the eyes of his teacher and the "not a big problem" in the perception of ordinary people are completely different.

Fu Heihui lowered his head and tidied up the messed up materials by the teacher.

Of course 'property' is also.

——I can only pray that this 'person' is really an existence with the concept of 'property'.

"The sudden appearance of 'Lixiang' and my sister." Some voices came from the breeze.

"Huh?" Fu Heihui suddenly raised his head. "Teacher, what did you say?"

"No, I'm just thinking that if I go to Hokkaido now, I might not be able to buy limited milk pudding... Oh, I have a headache."

The young man with the head of a sea urchin was silent for two seconds, and decided to ignore what the teacher had just said.

Because of a series of reasons such as pipeline repairs and road surface renovation at the entrance of the unit, and knowing what happened to my bus, I was lucky to get two days of paid leave.

For social animals in a country where as long as they don't die, they have to find a way to crawl to work, the odds are as good as winning a million-dollar lottery.This kind of happiness is enough to eliminate the unhappiness encountered on the bus before.

——Isn’t it just encountering a psychopath on the bus?

If you don't have the ability to bear this, how can you survive on the land of Japan?

The chances of various accidents in Japan made me feel that it was a kind of miracle to open my eyes and see the sun tomorrow.

Faced with this unexpected happy holiday, of course I immediately...become a salted fish at home.

Serious social animals, who will get up early to work when they can rest?

Wouldn't it be nice to chat with friends and watch new shows and dramas?

Tsuruga Ren and Mogami Kyoko's handsome and beautiful combination is so good, no matter how bad they are at playing games, even though mobile games are rubbish, wives are innocent!

But it’s not a problem to be idle all the time, so I got up after learning from the pain and started the Nth master chef practice.

In order not to make repeated mistakes, I even made a review of the last failure: the main reason for the problem last time was that I overestimated my hands-on ability, and it must not work while boiling the pot.

So this time I decided to prepare all the materials to be used first, and then I will start firing when everything is ready. No matter what, I have enough time, so it will be foolproof.

Just the end result...

"So the hard work you said, sister, is to learn this charcoal-fired volcano?"

The critical blow from my sister directly poked my heart.

"It's just that the omelette wasn't cooked well." I looked at the unidentified charcoal-colored thing on the plate with a guilty conscience.

In fact, it was quite smooth at the beginning, but the first time I poured too much and thought about frying it for a while, one side turned black, and then I put too little the second time, and it was cooked all at once.

It didn't roll up at all, and I wanted to make up for it with something new, but I was not familiar with it, and the first part was carbonized because it was burned for too long.

After turning it over and over again, it became like this.

"What kind of special omelette pan that can be easily handled by novices! They are all liars!" I said angrily.

"I think it's just your sister's problem."

Lixiang muttered something in a low voice, but I couldn't hear it because the voice was too low.

"what did you just say?"

"It's okay, I just feel that the advertisement is too deceiving." Lixiang smiled and took away the lump of eggs she named 'Charcoal Grilled Volcano'.

"Just dump this, what are you going to do?"

Li Xiang briskly put the plate of fried eggs on the edge of the window sill. "The observation assignment left by the teacher is to observe the ants, and I will feed them to pets... the ants."

That would be a good use of everything.

Although I failed this time, I feel that I have realized a little bit——

To describe it, I feel that I am only a little short of enlightenment.A little more inspiration and it should do the trick.

In order to get this inspiration, I took my wallet and went to the bookstore at the nearby station.

Last time, because I encountered a mental illness in the car, I took a taxi and went home directly after I got out of the police station. Then I ran into the hard-won vacation and didn't go out again.So the plan to go to the bookstore has been delayed until today.

The breeze blows, and the leaves make a crackling sound. At some point, all the cherry blossoms on the branches have disappeared, leaving only the more and more lush green leaves to cover the branches.

I walked on the street and looked at the trees on both sides of the street that had become lush with leaves, and suddenly realized that spring was almost over.

"No wonder I've started to feel a little hot recently."

It's time to change all the clothes and bedding into thinner ones.

Just tell Li Xiang when you get back, let her tidy up her clothes or something.

Originally, I wanted to ask her to go out to the bookstore together, but she refused my invitation because she said she wanted to finish the observation homework left by the teacher at home.

——I don’t know if those carbonized eggs can attract ants.

I was somewhat entangled, and even thought about buying some biscuits when I go back later.When it comes to attracting ants, cookie crumbs are the best.

While arranging the next plan in my mind, I walked into the bookstore.

As I said before, Japan is a country with a very developed publishing industry. As soon as you enter the door, you can see all kinds of ranking brands.

"Ah." Just as I took half a step back after taking down the book, I accidentally bumped into someone.

"Feel sorry."

"It's you?"

I said in unison with the person I hit.

"I couldn't thank you enough last time." I looked at the tall man with a black blindfold in front of me, and felt quite lucky.

"Last time? Ah, that, don't worry about it."

He waved his hands generously.

Just helping me is really not a big favor that needs to be kept in my heart all the time, but if I sat down at that time, I would definitely not be able to relax for a long time.

Rather than saying that he helped me so that I didn't fall, it would be better to say that his support made me stabilize at that time.

The meaning is different, so I still want to give back.

So I backhanded his arm and asked:

"Are you looking for a book? Or where are you going?"

The man whose arm I grabbed was visibly stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected such a development at all.

But probably he was visually impaired and really needed help, so he didn't shake off my hand.

"I'm going here later." He gave an address, and I was delighted when I heard it—isn't this just near my home?

It seems that today is the day for my gratitude.

So I patted my chest and promised to send him somewhere.

Thinking of this, I naturally lost the idea of ​​continuing to browse the bookstore, and picked the number one book "Cooking is So Simple!"

"Just check out the recipe and leave.Although I left in a hurry, considering the need to take care of the visually impaired people around me, I have been carefully avoiding other people in the store so that he would not bump into anyone again.

"A total of 660 yen, thank you for your patronage."

After paying the bill, I walked out of the bookstore with him.

"Watch out for the steps."

Considering that the other party is obviously visually impaired and still has to walk by himself, it must be because of his strong self-esteem. I didn't directly say "you help me and I will take you down the stairs", but just a tactful reminder.

But I don't know why, the expression on his face when I reminded him is even more amazing.

It's like I've never experienced anything like this before...

Maybe the people in the past thought he didn't need help seeing how tall he was.

If this were replaced by Minister Yukimura back then, I'm afraid there would have to be a football team to help before he walked out of the bookstore.

There is no other way, humans can judge creatures by vision, but others can't be blamed for being arbitrary.Thinking of this, I specially changed the side and let him walk on the sidewalk.

On the way, we chatted one after another about the disappearance and bombings that appeared in the news recently.

I don't know whether it's because of the traffic or the more developed information, and the news can be transmitted faster and wider. I always feel that there are more and more strange incidents and mental illnesses in Japan.

"Originally, there were many bombings and arson cases, but now with the addition of mental illness, it is very difficult for ordinary people to live a lifetime without illness and disaster."

Hearing him ask about the mental illness on the bus, I couldn't help complaining a few words.

"Yeah, it's very difficult to deal with. If you don't pay attention, you will encounter a trap."

Hearing what he said, I feel a little bit sympathetic—with visual impairment, many things that are normal for ordinary people are full of traps for him.

But it hurts self-esteem to express sympathy bluntly, so I changed my perspective.

"Indeed, life is always like this. No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. For example, when you open your eyes, you find that your stepfather is not there."

"Stepfather?"

"Ah, my stepfather just disappeared again."

Realizing that my statement was very ambiguous, I quickly explained a few more sentences.

In fact, I was not that nervous about the sudden disappearance of my stepfather-of course it does not mean that I have a bad relationship with my stepfather, but because it is too common.

"Almost from as long as I can remember, he has always maintained a state of disappearing and reappearing suddenly for a few days every month, but this time the time is extraordinarily long... But relying on his face, he shouldn't starve to death Bar."

Speaking of my stepfather, he was also an amazing person.Although there is a family-owned real estate company, as far as I can remember, I have hardly seen him work like other practitioners in real estate companies. His daily work is to watch TV and read newspapers, and occasionally write and draw. What.

Except for being very active when ordering ramen takeaway, and the time can even be accurate to within 1 minute, everything else is terribly lazy.

If it weren't for that pretty face, some sisters and aunts would come to patronize his business. This kind of irresponsible work style coupled with an extremely undisciplined life style, the two of us sisters probably would have gone to drink Northwest Wind long ago.

"I once suspected that the reason why my mother didn't care about marrying such and such a person back then was simply bewitched by that face."

Coupled with the fact that Asians have white hair control per capita, white hair does have a great bonus.

"It sounds very strange."

He stroked his chin with his free hand.

"It's too weird—so you see, people always encounter problems of one kind or another."

Maybe he sensed that I wanted to comfort him, so he smiled.But he quickly turned his head to look at the alley next to him.

"what happened?"

I followed his direction, and saw a long-haired woman wearing an out-of-date shabby coat and a mask standing at the small intersection over there.

"Do you know?"

I curiously asked the man next to me.

"No." He denied it.

But the woman in the shabby coat with messy hair came towards us.

"Am I pretty?" she asked suddenly.