Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"I said something like, "Once you go out, the institute will be handed over to you", but it took a few months to leave.Do you know how much trouble I encountered during this period?Those runes of yours, and the limit of use of the containment, if it weren't for Mr. Pesri and Dr. Holard, I would be dead at work!As a result, Rope, you didn't come to the institute to find me after you came back the first time... It's too much! "

She hid her ears and steals the bell, making excuses for her anger.

This kind of character that is not crisp and has a little softness may be Makase Kurisu's unique "arrogant" way.

In this regard, Rope is very useful.

"It's surprising. Did Hong Lixi specifically inquire about my news? I thought no one cared about a guy like me who was irresponsible and went silent."

He pretended to be surprised and walked to the girl's side, and placed the tulips on the table.

The girl glanced at the bouquet on the table, and just after a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, she forced herself to press down and coughed lightly.

"Cough... Who cares about you! I just think that if something happens to you, you eat unclean things and fall on the side of the road, this high-paying job will be gone!"

"Understand."

Rope smiled and put his hands on the girl's thin shoulders.

It is unimaginable that at the age of sixteen, Makase Kurisu has become the chief researcher of the famous black technology "time machine", and is officially responsible for the daily operation of a large research institute.

The pressure is indeed a bit big.

"So what does Kurisu want me to apologize for to forgive me? A luxurious and romantic date? Or do you want me to replace the Japanese flag with a cute picture of you? His Majesty Emperor Makase! That must be very good, right?"

"You give me some seriousness!"

It seems that there is no good way to take the man in front of him. After all, Makase Kurisu couldn't bear Rope's offensive, and his attitude softened.

Putting the tulips into the vase in the office, the girl said while clearing up Rope's seat in the messy office.

"I read some news from Europe, and the situation is very complicated, so I don't ask Rope what you have done. Anyway, things are gradually returning to normal now, but..."

Makase Kurisu turned her head and stared sharply at the black-haired youth who was trying to rummage through her personal belongings.

"Since you're back, Rope, then do your own work with me! You said that you want to save the world, so you should do your best at the most critical point, right?"

"...Don't look at me like this, I'm very hard on technology."

Rope put down the neatly folded black trousers of the girl in the closet in embarrassment, and spread out his hands as if helpless.

"If it's a secret technique, that is, "magic" as you know it, if there is anything I need to add to it, I will be happy to help.But before I left, the various effect runes and formations were all etched on the prototype of the time machine, right?Therefore, the work I was in charge of was long overdue..."

"Theory! Theory!"

The girl patted the table vigorously.

"You only talked about the effect of those comic strips, but you didn't say how they achieved this effect! If you want me to combine magic and technology, without giving me a theoretical proof, are you making things difficult for me!?"

"Didn't Wingate explain it to you?"

"Mr. Pisri's scientific and technological knowledge is a new system!!!"

This is the source of Makase Kurisu's irritability.

Mystery, former SCP containment, Pisri's knowledge of Ith, and normal human technology, it is no longer possible to say that the creation of diversity is just a hodgepodge of mixed together.

It is an extraordinary talent for a girl to find the right path from this chaos like a ball of wool, and to put it into practice.

For this reason, let alone her personal time, she has been living in the research institute for the past few months.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Rope said apologetically.

"I'll explain the principle of the secret technique to you in detail, Kurisu, but...are you sure you can understand it?"

Makase Kurisu lowered his shoulders in frustration and sighed.

"...I tried my best. The time machine is seven-tenths completed, and the rest is in the stage of correction and verification. Anyway, it's already like this, and it's no big deal to eat some magic knowledge... Maybe I can still become magic. What about a girl...a sixteen-year-old magical girl...heh."

"I'll do my best."

Rope said seriously.

"Laleye text, Necronomicon, Ebon's book, Worm's secret, as long as you want to learn Hong Lisu, I will never hold back!"

"What are those! Why does it sound so scary! Are you a black magician!"

"There is no guarantee that tentacles will grow in the future."

"I'm so sorry that the earth needs a big devil like you to save it!"

Very skilled rant.

Whenever he gets along with black-haired young people, Makase Kurisu will find all kinds of absurd and unspoken feelings when he was addicted to "@ch" before.

It's just that this time it is no longer a fantasy of the Internet, but a real reality.

"No way, this guy, if you don't hurry up and do something..."

The girl covered her face and began to play tricks full of Internet slang.

After such a commotion, the atmosphere was indeed much better than before, and Makase Kurisu's expression was no longer so frowning.

"Relax" is the most suitable medicine for those who are in stressful work.

"Uh... did I come at the wrong time?"