Don't compete with fairy tale vests

The system, it shouldn't be said that the man whom Kurikawa Soryu had longed for and missed was silent.

"You still figured it out."

The voice of the old man Roaming Mountain, or Kurikawa Shoichi seems to have become a little younger, and it is closer to the one in Kurikawa Soryu's memory.

"I thought you wouldn't make it clear." There was a long silence after the sentence just now, and the system said after a long time as if sighing.

"Why not?" The young sorrel-haired bar owner smiled, genuinely happy and happy.

But because of the old man Roaming Mountain's sigh, some hesitation and confusion appeared on the young man's face.

"Could it be that if I say it, you will leave me?" Kurikawa Soryu asked anxiously.

Perhaps because he didn't want to see the young man's depression, the old man's tone became much gentler: "No, my child."

Smiles filled Kurikawa Soryu's eyes, this may be the happiest day since he lost his last relative.

"But you should understand that the dead cannot be brought back to life after all." Kurikawa Masaichi told the cruel truth in an unquestionable tone.

But Kurikawa Soryu did not show any dazed expression as expected by the system, but was surprisingly calm, as if he had guessed this matter long ago.

"I see." Kurikawa Soryu just said softly to his father in his heart.

Perhaps because he was afraid that such a warm scene would turn into nothingness in the next second, Soru Kurikawa's words were very light, with some indescribable considerations and requests.

"May I see you again, father?"

The system does not reply again.

Just when Kurikawa Soryu was about to give up such a request and start changing the subject, a familiar figure gradually took shape in front of him.

Slowly appearing from the spot of light, the man with the same blue eyes and chestnut hair as himself was the tall figure he could not forget for a long time, and also his most trusted father.

Kurikawa Soryu tried hard to show a smile, but failed. He didn't want to shed tears on such an occasion, but no matter how hard he tried, there was a feeling of tears filling his eyes.

He suddenly felt a little glad that today, because he wanted to confess to the system, he closed the doors and windows ahead of time and closed the store. In an empty bar, in front of his father, he was finally able to let his tears flow.

"Xiao Liu," the middle-aged man with chestnut hair called his child, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see, Dad, I really, really miss you."

When he saw his father in front of him in good condition, Kurikawa Soryukai finally showed a sincere smile.

He walked forward quickly and hugged his father. When Kurikawa Masaichi died in the fire, he was half a head shorter than his father, but now, he is already as tall as his father.

But this atmosphere did not last long.

After hugging tightly for a moment, Kurikawa Masaichi pushed his son away first, his eyes became stern.

"After all, I am dead..."

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a witch who suddenly appeared.

Shi Shiran, the red-haired woman who landed from mid-air, calmly blocked Kurikawa Masaichi, and incidentally used magic to seal the man's mouth.

"Don't say anything disappointing at this time." The witch named Sayyid accused a little angrily.

But when turning to Kurikawa Soryu, this mysterious and beautiful woman showed a gentle and complicated expression.

The woman opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but was preempted by Soryu Kurikawa.

"I really, really miss you, Mom." Kurikawa Soryu's voice was a little choked, and the memory of his mother was both distant and familiar.

Obviously the parting was only a few years ago, but it seemed so long and penetrating. I obviously thought that time could erase the pain, but the bitterness still lingered in my heart.

"You've grown a lot taller." Tears flickered in the red-haired woman's eyes, she moved her lips as if she wanted to say a thousand words, but in the end she just said this sentence.

Anko Yamaguchi stroked her son's hair gently as before, and Soryu Kurikawa consciously bent down slightly so that his mother could leave a blessing kiss on his hair like he did when he was a child.

Happiness and joy surrounded him, but Kurikawa Soryu always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't recall it.

In the depths of his consciousness, that familiar snort seemed to come again, as if a certain little girl had lost his temper in his heart.

It's just that when he listened carefully, he couldn't notice anything.

Kurikawa Soryu temporarily put this matter behind him.

It was quiet and peaceful in the closed lupin bar, but the atmosphere at the gathering only members of the group participated was not so optimistic.

Lucy Montgomery was captured by the Armed Detective Agency, and Margaret, Hawthorne, and Mark Twain failed in the mission when facing the ghost fire spirit, so Fitzgerald basically lost trust in them, the leader of the combination At this time, there are not many cards available in the hand.

Fitzgerald knew his next plan would be crazy and impulsive, but he couldn't wait too long.

After learning of William Green's threat to him from Lovecraft, Fitzgerald has always had a sense of urgency, and there is not much time left for him.

He knew that the young guy definitely had this kind of ability. Due to his supernatural ability, it was difficult for him to pass the financial situation in front of the tax bureau for the time being.

Coupled with seeing the complicated situation in Yokohama at this time, the man resolutely chose this very risky method.

Such behavior was naturally opposed by Louisa. Although she appeared to be extremely introverted at times, she was definitely one of the people in the group who cared about Fitzgerald's own safety.

For this plan, Luisa used supernatural powers to quietly carry out many deduction before, and she has always been unfavorable about Fitzgerald's decision.

But seeing that Fitzgerald had made up his mind, she couldn't say anything more, but returned to her seat with a heavy heart.

In stark contrast to her is John Steinbeck, a young man with a supernatural ability who is a grape because he has not carried out an activity alone, but he is a little eager for the next action. There he was paid enough to feed a large family.

"Let's go here." Looking at the subordinates with different expressions below, Fitzgerald suddenly felt a burst of upset, and said impatiently, and at the same time signaled the old man beside him to stay.

"Herman." Fitzgerald smoothed the folds of his neckline slowly, and then called out the life of the old man who had been silent since just now.

Hearing his name being called, the old man responded slowly.

"what's up?"

"Let's start tomorrow." The blond man said lightly, as if what he confided was not a plan that would cause a city to be devastated, but a casual travel suggestion.

And Herman thought so too, the old man frowned in disbelief, and asked cautiously, "What?"

"That's the plan." Fitzgerald's voice sounded a little irritated. He seemed tired of explaining his intentions to his subordinates. "Tomorrow, tomorrow, the government of Yokohama will let the white whale come down if they don't agree to our request."

Kurikawa Soryu woke up amidst the noise, he was very excited to meet his parents for a short time yesterday, even though he was still greeted by an empty room after waking up.

But having the usual conversation with his father in his head lifted his spirits again.

It just seems a bit too noisy around.

Kurikawa Soryu opened the curtains, and there seemed to be some kind of panic outside.

He looked up into the sky, and finally understood the source of his fear.

The huge white whale occupies the sky, and the fear of human beings towards giants seems to be vividly displayed at this moment.

The traffic order and the prosperity of the past seem to have been completely annihilated in such wanton fear.

"Maybe it's time." Kurikawa Soryu said to the system in his heart.

"Maybe." Mori Ogai once again received reinforcements from the story club in the office.

"Maybe it's time."

The leader of the port mafia watched this member of the story club who had been complained about by his subordinate Nakahara, and the silver-haired boy timidly stirred the hem of his clothes under his gaze, looking very nervous.

But Mori Ogai will not be confused by the boy's appearance now, there is still a self in this child's body, a strong and neurotic self, like a deadly killer evolved by weak creatures.

At this time, he has already made some calculations about whether the boy can solve the white whale. At the same time, he has more ideas about the story club and the president of the story club who can make so many powerful people with superpowers obediently obey orders. fears and interests.

Ahalai didn't answer his question immediately, but kept his head down.

Mori Ogai didn't have many surprises, instead he was in a good mood to test the boy's bottom line.

"Or ask that friend of yours to come out and talk with me?"

Lavender tears flowed from between the boy's fingers, leaving scorched black marks on the expensive handmade carpet.

But the leader of the port mafia didn't seem to notice the pungent smell in the room at all, waiting for something naturally.

In the next second, the silver-haired boy's neck was lifted abruptly, and twisted backwards at an angle that did not conform to the common sense of the human body. After a tooth-piercing "creaking" sound, he barely returned to his normal appearance .

At this time, Ahale had turned into Schramfen, and this transformation made Mori Ogai curl his lips in satisfaction.

"Hahahahaha, have you been made to cry again! Made you cry! You made a crybaby! It's ugly! It's ugly!" The consciousness named Schramfen looked at the traces of strong acid on the carpet , scoffed mercilessly.

"I think this is a very cute characteristic of that child." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

Although this personality is the most powerful one, he is still more willing to talk to a cowardly crybaby than a maverick lunatic.

Unexpectedly, Schramfen sneered disdainfully. This short, low voice was different from his previous sharp and piercing laughter, and contained a lot of irony.

He glanced sideways at Mori Ogai's direction, his silver eyes filled with a repulsive emotion.

After staring at Mori Ogai for a long time, Schramfen turned his head when he saw the blond girl running back to his master quickly, his silver eyes fixed on Mori Ogai with a high The abnormal voice said: "It's you, it's you, hee hee, ugly, ugly guy!"

Seeing that the topic was about to reach a stalemate, Mori Ogai just wanted to change the topic, leading the atmosphere to become more relaxed.

But the silver-haired and silver-eyed boy didn't play his cards according to the routine at all. He went his own way and ended this not-so-nutritious conversation without authorization.

"Down, hahaha, down, white whale, hee hee, white whale."

The silver-haired boy crazily muttered to himself, and staggered out of Mori Ogai's office, and even kept a blind eye to his colleague from the story club—the centaur Chiron, who passed by him. Immersed in my own world.

"Do you have anything to add, Your Excellency?" Mori Ogai couldn't help asking when he saw that Kailong was standing aside with folded arms.

"Supplement..." The centaur looked out the window and thought for a moment, "Maybe the port mafia needs to do some aftermath work."

"It's natural."

Of course, Ogai Mori would not have missed this point. It is not an open secret that people with supernatural powers, although the beluga whale appeared above Yokohama so openly, but just that, it can still be called a balloon or something like that.

But if there is a battle between people with different abilities, it is not something that can be solved by an official explanation. Mori Ogai also understands this, so he agreed very simply.

However, Soryu Kurikawa saw Mori Ogai's confident expression through Kairon's perspective, and still doubted that he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, so he decided to vaguely remind Ahalai about his troublesome skill problem.

So after a brief hesitation, Chiron still used euphemistic words to name the upcoming situation, or PR hell.

"It could create quite a big PR problem."

"You don't have to worry about this. If it's about the previous ship, just claim it's the latest 3D projection technology."

The leader of the port mafia replied calmly, as if he was very confident in this.

Kairon still didn't tell the truth in the end, and the full picture of Ahalai's ability was also part of Kurikawa Soryu's plan. Giving Mori Ogai vaccinations twice in a row was considered as the best of humanity.

After the eyes of the centaur and Mori Ogai met in the air for a moment, Kairon nodded slightly in the direction of Mori Ogai, and Mori Ogai also showed a satisfied smile.

At least at this moment, both parties unilaterally believe that they have reached a favorable condition with the other party, or Mori Ogai unilaterally thinks.

Relying on the story will take care of unexpected enemies and will generally be a good deal.

That's what Mori Ogai thought, he didn't know that he would spend a huge amount of public relations expenses in his lifetime, and Kurikawa Soryu, who had already made up his mind, would naturally not kindly remind him of this matter.