The man touched him again.
Kurosawa Jin was furious and left the room quickly. If he had a way to know where the other party was, he would not have done such an escaping behavior.
However, he could not see the enemy at all, nor could he lock on his position.
After two touches, the other party did not go so far as to touch him a third time, which made Kurosawa Jin, who was standing at the door, more and more certain: 'his' range of activities was his own room.
Ten seconds later, he witnessed a miracle again. Food suddenly appeared in the air and landed steadily on the table in the room. The food appeared one by one like beads with a broken string, constantly escaping from the void.
There were also new things on the coat rack, including a shoe box and a trench coat in a dust bag that was in great shape.
The man seemed to be trying to appease his anger by giving him a gift.
Kurosawa Jin was very reluctant and wanted to turn around and leave, to find a hotel or an internet cafe that would allow him to spend the night, but he thought that even if he moved, he still couldn't escape the control of that person. He thought for a moment and felt that the other party's condition for casting the spell might be [the room where Kurosawa Jin was located], so even if he moved, it would be useless.
He doesn't like wasting time on useless things, and he is a little tired now.
Therefore, Kurosawa took a few deep breaths to adjust his mood, went back expressionlessly, cleaned up the desk, and prepared to go to bed.
He lay on the bed and thought seriously for three seconds about how to deal with supernatural events. Based on his limited experience in this area, he could only think of one way to deal with it.
Do I have to go to the temple and ask the monks to perform rituals
Kurosawa recalled a funeral ceremony he had accidentally witnessed, in which a bald man was kneeling on a cushion and chanting sutras slowly and in a muffled voice to pray for the deceased. It was annoying no matter how he looked at it, so he quickly dismissed the idea.
Hojo Natsuki did not buy 880,000 exclusive communication equipment for Qinwa because more important things happened in reality and he soon forgot all about the game.
He was playing with his mobile phone and suddenly he closed his eyes and fell asleep. Not long after he got up the next day, he received a call from Chief Sen, asking him to preside over the event.
Mori Ogai said, "Chuya-kun is not very good at handling this kind of negotiation work at the moment, so I can only ask you to help, Natsuki-kun."
Natsuki: "Shouldn't we take this opportunity to develop the rapport between the two blacks? Where is that guy Dazai? Let him help Chuuya?"
Mori Ogai sighed, "Actually, I called Dazai-kun first, but the call was totally unresolved. Maybe he went to commit suicide somewhere again."
Natsuki: “…I understand.”
Mori Ogai: "In the meeting room on the 18th floor of Building C."
Natsuki: "We'll be there in ten minutes. Let Chuuya hold on for a while."
He hung up the phone, not surprised at all, and looked through the information of the other party's organization on his tablet, preparing for the upcoming tough battle.
The Port Mafia is entrenched in Yokohama, a tourist city with an area of less than 500 square kilometers. Although it is not large in overall size, it is quite famous in Japan and the world.
The driver also heard a few words of the conversation between Xia Shu and the leader, and silently accelerated to take a shortcut. The scenery outside the window quickly receded, and the three iconic high-rise buildings on the coast of Yokohama came into view - that was the headquarters of Port Mafia. Less than one kilometer away from the building is Yokohama's largest commercial port, and the Port Mafia got its name from this.
Hojo Natsuki got into the leader's direct elevator and knocked on the door of the conference room at the end of the ten minutes.
The people sitting around the table had different expressions. Nakahara Chuuya, who was also a cadre, breathed a sigh of relief subtly, while the elites in suits opposite them all had tense expressions, knowing that the really tough guy was coming.
"I'm very sorry, I was delayed by something, so I'm late." Xia Shu sat down next to his companion and nodded, "I've read the minutes of the real-time meeting, let's continue."
Two and a half hours later, the negotiations concluded successfully with an outcome acceptable to both parties.
Both sides had formatted smiles on their faces, exchanged polite words and shook hands one by one.
After seeing the guests off, the elevator door closed and the cabin became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"Thank you for your help." Nakahara Chuuya put one hand in his coat pocket and said in a tone of resignation.
"I really don't like dealing with this kind of thing. If it weren't for that bastard Dazai skipping work..."
Xia Shu looked at him with pity: "It's okay, you will get used to it slowly."
Nakahara Chuuya: "Are you used to business negotiations?"
Natsuki: "Get used to Dazai suddenly failing, and then you do the work you are totally unskilled in doing alone."
Nakahara Chuuya: “…”
As a cadre of the Port Mafia, Hojo Natsuki's salary (compared to other side income) is not high, but his work content is quite full.
He is now 17 years old and will become an adult in a few months, but he thinks about retirement every day, intermittently wants to lay down and do nothing, and constantly thinks that work makes the world a hell.
Just like every good student who talks big but wants to skip classes, he complained in his heart for more than a year but never really put it into practice. Occasionally he would say to Mori Ogai, "Please fire me, I want to get n1," but it was mostly a joke.
However, despite having been in the Port Mafia for so long, Hojo Natsuki still has no sense of belonging and identity here, and he just does his job mediocrely. He does not leave the Port Mafia because he clearly knows that no matter where he goes, he cannot truly identify with certain values or become a like-minded partner with certain people.
Since it's the same everywhere, it's better to stay in a familiar place. Moving is quite troublesome.
Ice Americano is a life-extending energy water specially designed for Hojo Natsuki. Its effects include but are not limited to getting rid of sleepiness, refreshing the mind, helping to concentrate, and relieving the desire to die and destroy the world during workdays... Its other form, hot Americano, goes to the other extreme. Simply put, it is Chinese medicine.
He took a few sips of coffee and heard the female assistant say, "Today's afternoon tea is cream waffles. Would you like to prepare one for you?"
Hojo Natsuki's fingers holding the cup paused.
He was deeply impressed by the cream waffles these two days.
What is the frog doing now? Will it die of starvation if it refuses food
"No, thank you."
Xia Shu declined, then opened the game, ready to watch the fun of a little quack.
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Not surprisingly, the resistant frog looked the same as it did when we first saw it.
It was in the middle of the room, picking up things and putting them into its bag, which seemed to be books and test papers. The style of the handbag was very similar to the ones Xia Shu often saw on the street, carried by junior high school boys.
It wore a black baseball cap on its head, covering half of its eyes.
Does Gua Gua also have to go out to school
Hojo Natsuki paid special attention. When he poked the frog, the calendar in the upper left corner said Friday the 16th, 2 a.m. Now more than a day had passed in the game time, and it was 3:30 p.m. on Sunday. He didn't know exactly when he fell asleep, but if he was right, it was about 1 a.m. in reality.
So roughly speaking, the time flow ratio between reality and game is 1:3.
Qin Frog hasn't seen him (been harassed) for 36 hours.
There is no school on Sunday, and the frog is wearing a baseball cap and putting homework in its bag. Its purpose is obvious.
It plans to play baseball with its animal friends! Then it will go to a friend's house to do homework together in the evening, and go to school together tomorrow!
Although it is quite strange for a frog to travel and go to school at the same time, this is a game and everything is possible.
Hojo Natsuki thought his guess was perfect, so he went to the mall and bought a piece of [Tokyo Apple Cake] and a box of [Green Lovers] for Qinwa as a gift.
It's a pity that there is no transfer function, otherwise he would put 800 clovers into Qinwa's wallet and let him treat his baseball playing friends to drinks.
Two boxes of snacks plopped onto the table, and without even looking up, Qinwa nimbly used his thin claws to zip up his backpack.
[[Qinwa] knows you are coming, but remains indifferent]
[[Qin Frog] ignored the [
Tokyo Apple Cake] and [Green Lover]]
[[Qin Frog] Current Favorability -111]
After a few reports, the system continued to sell again: [Is your pet's feelings trapped? Can't express your feelings so your feelings are misunderstood? Effective communication can help you solve your problems! Do you want to buy the game's exclusive online communication equipment for [Qinwa]? [Y/N]]
Hojo Natsuki ignored the scrolling sales information and locked his eyes on the round, snow-white belly of the lyre frog, which rose and fell slightly with its breathing rate.
After a few seconds, he couldn't help it and gently poked the frog's belly.
The effect was immediate, and it immediately broke the coolness of Guagua who had just ignored him.
The frog jumped up like lightning, holding a schoolbag in one paw and jumping to the door. Its coffin-like face became increasingly gloomy, and bubbles kept coming out of its head: [*（…**&%… *&%…@￥#&%*！~…%… ！！！！]
Even without using the quack translation card, you can tell that this quack is definitely cursing.
Hojo Natsuki was not offended at all. Instead, she gave a satisfied smile to the phone screen.
So cute, really cute. The interactive reaction is different every time you touch it. Who can resist touching it
After the frog finished cursing, it left quickly.
[[Qin Frog] Favorability -20]
[The frog is very angry. It hates your touch. Of course, it's not targeting you. It hates physical contact with anyone.]
[[Qinwa] is out]
Hojo Natsuki immediately grasped the point and thought, "Is Kotowa out? His favorability has dropped so much, and he hasn't run away from home yet?"
In other words, can we continue to rua it
Anyway, the favorability is already so low. Judging from the current situation, Qinwa will not run away from home no matter how angry he is. At most, he will just move.
But he is a poker-faced little boy with no job and no money. Even after moving, he can't leave his mobile phone screen.
Can you run away? You can't!
(End of this chapter)