Not long after, Top Killer, with a look of "what trouble" written all over his face, came back with a plastic bag with the convenience store's logo printed on it.
"Thank you - Gin-chan -"
Hojo Natsuki thanked him sincerely, wagging his tail as he came forward to greet him, and after rummaging through the bag, he asked, "Where's the ice cream?"
Kurosawa Jin said coldly: "No."
TK is a man of his word. If he says he won’t buy something, he really means it.
Hojo Natsuki didn't have much of an objection. She opened the lid of the oden and ate it with "Tokyo Got Talent" for supper.
He finally remembered Jing Wang's pseudonym and searched for it. It was in the third episode, so he turned to the third episode and dragged the progress bar to watch Jing Wang's performance.
"Let us welcome the next contestant—"
Those who bring money into the group are different. They are the last to appear on stage and have their own BGM when they appear.
Hojo Natsuki picked up a meatball with a fork and opened his mouth to take a bite.
On the screen, a puff of smoke suddenly rose around the stage. In the rising smoke, a black-haired young man wearing a mask fell from the sky on a suspended frog tricycle. His body was well-proportioned, and his long legs curled up on both sides of the tricycle, making him look particularly pitiful and ridiculous.
With the sad and low cello BGM, Jing Wang's human body landed on the stage riding a tricycle.
He showed just the right amount of trepidation, took a deep breath, and said, "Hello everyone, I'm Midorikawa, I love music, and I'm from..."
Jing Wang is a German Shepherd with a majestic appearance and gentle blue eyes. His human form also looks like a gentle older brother. In order to appear pitiful on the show, he wore a set of cheap and straight-man old clothes. He looked nothing like a policeman or an undercover agent of a criminal group. Instead, he looked like a male college student who was working part-time to support himself.
But, the prerequisite is to ignore him falling from the sky on a tricycle.
No matter how sad the atmosphere was, it was completely destroyed the moment the frog tricycle appeared.
Jing Wang recited his life story with great emotion, and the tricycle floated behind him: "My parents told me since I was a child that children from poor families..."
The audience in the audience were definitely hired as agents. Faced with such an outrageous scene, the camera gave a female audience member's reaction. The delicately made-up woman had tears in her eyes and kept fanning her cheeks with her hands. She looked extremely moved.
Natsuki was so shocked that he forgot to blow and put the ball directly into his mouth.
“… Ugh… So hot!”
It was as if firecrackers exploded on the tip of his tongue, and the instantaneous heat made his whole face wrinkle. He chewed and swallowed the meatball in two or three bites, then stuck out his tongue and took a deep breath through his mouth, trying to cool down, like a sweaty puppy.
Hojo Natsuki tilted his head and found Kurosawa Jin with a bath towel draped over his arm, staring at him.
Before he finished his first deep breath, he immediately stopped the action to save his image.
Kurosawa also looked away as if nothing had happened and walked away.
A few seconds later, there was the sound of the bathroom door closing.
Jing Wang's human form began to play the guitar and sing. His voice was good, but his technique was a little lacking. There was a kind of unpolished sincerity about him. If he were performing on the streets, he would probably be able to attract a lot of people to stop and watch; but on a large platform like the Talent Show, he did not stand out.
What stole the show even more than the performance was the twisting car spinning in circles in the air behind him.
Hojo Natsuki had never seen such a crude 'talent show' in his life.
If it were viewed from an animal's perspective, it would certainly be funny. However, in a real environment, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed for Jing Wang, and he didn't even finish listening to the entire song.
He opened [Business Simulation] and wanted to see what repos Ling Miao and Akai Yu Yu had for this. Oh, they were working overtime.
However, [Weak Restraint] has the [Stoka] effect, so he can see what Matsuda Maki and Hagiwara Maji are doing. Although they are not employees of the toy factory, they can be visited at any time.
So, Hojo Natsuki chose Matsuda Maki, and it ended up being a buy one get one free deal, and Hagiwara Maji was also present.
At this time, the hardworking police officers from the explosives disposal team are working overtime.
[Matsuda Maki]: Okay, Hagi and I
almost there
[Matsuda Juanjuan]: Within ten minutes
Matsuda Curl is a Pokémon Vulpix that looks like a squirrel, and Pokémon II is a handsome Pokémon. Just from the two portraits, you can't tell the difference in their sizes, but when put together, it is particularly obvious. Matsuda Curl is only the size of a palm and can be easily trapped in a Poké Ball.
Hagiwara Maji was riding a police car (electric scooter) with his front hooves resting on the steering handles of the scooter.
Its eyelashes are very long, and the camera slows down when it blinks, making it look like a peerless beautiful horse with its own BGM.
After the call, Matsuda Juanjuan also got in the car—it jumped onto Mama's head, and its entire body just occupied Ma Er's forehead.
Juanjuan took out a pair of mini sunglasses and put them on, then adjusted them with one paw coolly.
[Hagiwara Maji]: The battle is over, let’s go.
Ma Er was driving a scooter with a palm-sized curly-tailed squirrel on his head, beeping as he drove.
As expected of a reliable horse, its driving skills seem to be quite good, and it can drive a small scooter at the same speed as a Ferrari rocking car.
Soon after, Hagiwara Maji and Matsuda Juanjuan arrived at the scene, wearing protective equipment and communicating with their police dog colleagues.
Mama and Juanjuan are both good police officers who work diligently. High-risk work such as handling explosives requires them not to slack off at all.
Faced with the new homemade bomb, the two little animals looked stern and serious.
Then, Hojo Natsuki saw an even more shocking scene. Hagiwara Maji stood on his hind legs, put gloves on his front hooves, and began to defuse the bomb using horseshoes.
Hojo Natsuki: “???”
He widened his eyes in disbelief. The Jing Wang performance that had been lingering in his mind for a long time was so easily replaced by the horseshoe bomb disposal.
"This game," he said dazedly, "don't take it too far."
He began to feel sleepy, very sleepy, and wanted to close his eyes, lie down on the sofa and take a nap.
This was a bit bad. He had no plans to stay overnight and had originally planned to stay in a hotel.
Hojo Natsuki's eyelids began to twitch, and it was difficult for him to think clearly.
I feel a little abnormally sleepy.
The sound of water in the bathroom, rustling.
Perhaps it was because the holographic device was too brain-intensive, and because he had just "eaten", the game simulated for him the feeling of being drowsy after a full meal.
Let him sleep for a while. When Qinwa comes out of the bath, he will definitely be woken up and thrown out.
Hojo Natsuki thought so, took off his slippers, and lay on the sofa. He moved his body, closed his eyes and rested, thinking naturally that this sleep would not last long.
Ten minutes later, Kurosawa Jin pushed open the bathroom door.
His half-dried silver hair kept dripping with water, and he wiped it casually with a towel. The first thing he did after stepping out of the bathroom was to cast his eyes towards the sofa.
On the sofa, Hojo Natsuki was sleeping unconscious.
Kurosawa Jin walked up to his side.
When he was deliberately restrained, he walked as lightly as a cat, without making any noticeable noise.
Kurosawa Jin squatted down and observed the sleeping Xia Shu. When he was asleep, he looked like a curled up puppy, with his black hair limply sticking to his face. He looked easy to bully.
"Wake up," he said.
Natsuki didn't move.
Kurosawa Jin turned around and saw that the soy milk in the cup had been drunk up, with a calm expression.
The sleeping pills in the soy milk are enough for an adult male to sleep for about 8 hours.
Earlier at the toy factory, Hojo Natsuki drank coffee with the same dosage and ingredients and did not show any signs of sleepiness within three hours.
Kurosawa Jin raised his hand and covered the skin of his neck. Under his palm, the fragile skin, the gurgling blood, the steady pulse, that was Hojo Natsuki's vitality.
If he wanted to, breaking the man's neck would be a matter of seconds.
But Kurosawa just let his fingertips
He paused on the piece of skin, as if trying to confirm that this was a living person. After a while, he came to a conclusion and removed his hand expressionlessly; he sat on the sofa, still staring down at Xia Shu.
Kurosawa Zhen was standing with his back to the light, his profile was sparse, his green eyes were buried in the semi-bright shadow, and his gaze became more and more unscrupulous.
Cold and sticky.
He seemed to be thinking, and at the same time he examined the man thoroughly, with a hint of imperceptible satisfaction on his cold expression.
When Hojo Natsuki woke up, it was already bright and it was the next day.
Before he had time to think "Why can I sleep so long", he was startled to find that he was covered with a quilt and there was a bed underneath him.
At this moment, a lot of thoughts were running through my head. My brain was like a stuck computer and had difficulty processing messages.
After several minutes, he realized: this was Frog's room, Frog's bed. After he fell asleep yesterday, Qin Frog not only did not coldly kick him out, but also moved him to the bed.
Then Hojo Natsuki began to move skillfully: "He has me in his heart."
However, this feeling of being touched only lasted half a second before disappearing into thin air, replaced by a subtle embarrassment.
When he looked down, he found that his clothes were intact. Kurosawa Jin certainly did not help him take off his coat. After all, allowing him to sleep in the room was already a considerable degree of tolerance, and one should not be too greedy.
He checked his phone and saw that Dazai had sent him a message last night.
[Dazai Osamu]: Is it out
[Xia Shu]: Not yet
[Xia Shu]: Come to the rescue quickly, or inform Mr. Mori, help
Hojo Natsuki simply replied to the message with a frown.
There is not much time left for vacation, so we must hurry up.
He got up, shook the quilt, made the bed again, and went to the bathroom. There were even new toiletries placed in front of the mirror.
In a daze, Hojo Natsuki tidied himself up, and then suddenly remembered: "Where is my frog?"
[Natsuki]:!
[Natsuki]: Where are we? We agreed to go to the toy factory today!
[Gin]: Americano or Latte
[Natsuki]：American, iced
[Gin]: Oh
Hojo Natsuki felt a little confused: "?"
He didn't understand why, so he looked through the historical system messages and discovered that during the eight or nine hours he was asleep, Gua had done a lot of things behind his back.
Qinwa ended its short sleep, woke up Fu Gua to drive, went out to deal with a traitor, and completed a task, and its favorability increased to 10. It is currently 1.2 kilometers away from him, and ordered Fu Gua to buy breakfast for the useless player who slept until ten o'clock.
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
#The useless player and his almighty frog#
(End of this chapter)