Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count

"Death? Then I have a book to recommend to the little lady." Even when the topic of "death" was involved, the old man did not show any surprise or strange eyes. He just thought for a while and then showed a clear smile. , thought of a suitable book for Alice.

"What is it?" Alice watched curiously as the old man turned around and walked to the third row of bookshelves. After a few seconds, he came over with a medium-thick red book, bowed slightly, and wore white gloves. Holding the book in hand, he handed it to Alice with both hands.

"This is it."

Alice took the book with both hands and read the words on it: ""Complete Suicide Manual"?"

She opened the first page curiously, and looked at the preface. This is a book that explains in detail different methods of pursuing death. If it is not ideal, please do not try the preface of the method in the book. What is the content of this book.

Various ways of pursuing death?

It's really suitable for Dazai.

When Alice wanted to continue flipping back to see the specific method, a hand with a white glove covered the pages of the book, preventing Alice from turning the pages.

Alice raised her head and met the old man's kind eyes, "Miss, let's leave the rest of the content to your friends. Surprises are the most wonderful thing, isn't it?"

She blinked her eyes, and obediently followed the old man's wishes and closed the book again.

The old man naturally withdrew his hand and guided Alice to the front desk to check out.

Alice took out Senouwai's bank card very familiarly. She was not surprised why such an old-fashioned old bookstore had such an advanced machine as a POS machine, and she was not surprised that she took it out as a child. She paid with a bank card that did not belong to her, but the old man didn't ask why.

After swiping the card and receiving the receipt, Alice suddenly remembered something, looked at the old man who helped her put the book into the light blue book bag, and said crisply: "Grandpa, can I still bring my friends here to buy books in the future? ?”

"Of course. This bookstore is already in operation. If there are other customers who can choose their favorite books, I would certainly welcome them." The old man sealed the book bag in his hand and gently pushed it towards Alice.

"Thank you~" Alice stopped the packing bag and thanked the old man, and when she reached the door, she waved at the old man.

The old man smiled and raised his hand to respond, watching Alice's lively little figure disappear into the afterglow of the setting sun.

"What a good boy."

A long sigh echoed in the woodsy bookstore. Without the only customer, the bookstore regained its original quiet time.

As soon as she stepped out of the bookstore, Alice disappeared in the same place, leaving only a faint blue butterfly, which flew into the sky calmly, and flew towards the tallest and most iconic building in Yokohama.

How did you come out and how did you go back.

After returning to the room satisfied, Alice put away the presents, opened the door, and ran to Senou's office outside.

"Rin Taro, I'm back!" Opening the door of the general conference room, it was his own.

Alice turned on her toes, flew away like a butterfly, and landed beside Sen Owai, grabbed his sleeve and said, "Rin Taro, I met a good man today~"

Like a child who has found something good and is eager to ask an adult to take credit and show off, Alice stared at Sen Owai with sparkling eyes, and the expectation in her eyes was obvious.

I don't know if it was because of reincarnation and the magnetic field of the world, but Alice felt that when she acted like a baby with the "elders", she didn't feel awkward at all, and it could even be said that practice makes perfect.

Maybe it's because when she was still with her mother, she also competed with other brothers for favor?

But she seems to be an only daughter?Ah, it's been too long since she came out, she almost forgot the appearance of some brothers in her memory.

Alice, who felt guilty for a second, quickly regained her spirits and looked at Sen Ouwai expectantly.

Of course, Sen Owai read the meaning in Alice's eyes, and followed Alice's meaning very dotingly and asked: "Ah, then I have to thank you very much. Where did Alice-chan go to buy gifts today?" ? Have you bought all of them?”

"I bought it all. It was a gift chosen by my grandfather for me. He is a good man!"

grandfather?

Sen Owai asked thoughtfully, "Does Alice remember what he looks like? Dad will send someone to thank him~"

This period is a little sensitive. Although he is not a young man, it cannot be ruled out that he is also a guy who was sent by someone who was eyeing the port Mafia to get close to Alice-chan on purpose.

"Remember! Do you want me to draw it? I'm very good at drawing!" Alice was eager to try.

Sen Ouwai nodded, took out a blank A4 paper from the drawer, and found a brand new box of crayons as if by magic, put it next to his documents with a smile, and patted the empty chair next to him, The meaning is obvious.

"Alice-chan, sit here and draw? It will be tiring to stand and draw all the time~"

Alice sat down in her special chair respectfully, took apart the crayons, and began to outline on the blank paper with different colors.

Sen Owai, who had been watching Alice's painting, had a relaxed and smiling expression at first, but as the colors used by Alice became richer, his expression began to be wrong.

"I've finished the drawing." Satisfied, Alice pushed her painting towards Sen Owai. When she raised her head, just as she was about to praise her, she met Sen Owai's particularly dignified face.

"Rintaro?"

Sen Owai looked at the painting on the white paper, took a deep breath, and confirmed to Alice: "Alice sauce, are you sure it's this person?"

"Yeah, does he know Lin Taro?" Alice looked at Sen Owai in a daze.

Sen Owai let out a breath and forced a smile on his face: "Alice sauce, did you really draw a person?"

He tapped some white paper, and looked at the person whose outline was no longer a person, whose face was stiff.

Alice: "?"

She widened her eyes, held up the drawing paper, and reasoned with Sen Owai: "This is not a person! These are his eyes, nose, hands, hair and hat!"

Alice changed her finger every time she mentioned a part, with a look of hatred on her face.

Sen Owai: "..."

If he hadn't said it was a person in advance, he would almost have thought it was a shriveled orange.

Alice, who understood everything from Sen Ouwai's expression, instantly frowned, jumped off the chair with her painting in her pocket, and left angrily.

"Rintaro is an idiot!"

"Oh!"

The door was slammed shut, and Sen Ouwai, who was left in the general meeting room, was speechless for a while. After a while, he lowered his head and rubbed his temples wearily.

Should he enroll Alice in a painting class?

How about teaching online?

At the very least, don't use this kind of soul painting skills that have been handed down from him...

- off topic -

Natsume Soseki: Traitor!

So Sen Owai missed an opportunity to approach the teacher hhh