Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"……call."

Wingate let out a long breath.

A single "SCP-682" made him so devastated that Wingate couldn't imagine what his Asian branch would look like if there was another high-risk item.

At the very least, it certainly won't work without applying for headquarters support.

"To form an alliance with you is the most correct thing I have ever done in my life." Wingate said with lingering fears.

"I can't imagine what kind of disaster a contagious 'Keter' project would turn into in the city of Tokyo... You save humanity before you save the world. "

"Hehe, I don't think a city can represent human beings, I just don't want to let some trifles affect our plans."

Luo Pei changed his mobile phone to another hand and walked towards Kawakami Tomoe's room.

"So, you called me specifically for this?"

""This matter"... Please don't use your ideas to force us weak guys... This matter is already a disaster comparable to a nuclear explosion in our opinion. "

Wingate smiled wryly.

"I just came to ask if you need help here. It seems like it's superfluous."

"Well, then, have a nice day."

With that said, Rope was about to hang up.

But Wingate seemed to think of something and said quickly.

"Please wait!"

"Anything else important?"

"Uh... not a big deal."

There was a rustling voice in my ear, as if Wingate was flipping through the data.

"The researcher you named and requested, Miss Makase Kurisu, will arrive at my side tomorrow...Aren't you going to come and see for yourself? Besides, SCP-682 has been restless again recently, and I hope you can too. Help strengthen containment..."

The situation of "Immortal Lizard" was automatically ignored in his ears, and Ropey suddenly raised his spirits.

"I take back what I said earlier, Pesri, this is indeed a big deal."

"...What do you mean?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, remember to prepare the coffee for the guests."

After speaking, Rope hung up the phone.

Makase Kurisu, time machine, battle through time, sacrifice of death in the long past...

The dawn of the successful trial has gradually appeared in front of Rope.

Chapter [-] Dancing to the Pure Land of Bliss with the Evil Forces (?)

The discussion between Luo Pei and Kawakami Tomie about "secret art" still went astray.

- He never admitted it was his fault.

After all, she is an undead super rare beautiful girl, right?

Still wearing black trousers and a petite shirt with a thin shirt, no matter what point of view, Kawakami Tomie's dress at that time perfectly poked all the strike areas of Rope, and it is natural that it will evolve into this and that, right?

Time quietly came to four o'clock in the afternoon--

"I sincerely hope that you can be gentler..."

Fujiang looked displeased, and set the blood-stained white sheet on fire in the kitchen sink.Under the light of the fire, there were fine beads of sweat on the girl's forehead.

Leaning on the door frame, Rope folded his arms across his chest, with a trace of embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, sorry." He said softly, "I didn't expect that that one would really repair itself... I'll be more careful next time."

"Can't there be no next time?"

"I think it's hard."

The girl turned her head and glared at Rope, and immediately became discouraged.

The flames rose, and within a moment, those white cloths drenched in alcohol burned to black ashes, and when the water rushed, there was no residue, and they all disappeared in front of Fujiang.

"Rope, how do you plan to settle that woman?"

Fujiang asked while turning off the faucet.

"If you plan to let her live here, you have to say it in advance. If she is charmed by me and becomes a lunatic, don't come to trouble, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"I understand."

Rope nodded and glanced at the direction of the stairs on the second floor.

Counting the time, Akiba Rumiho should also wake up.

"Stay until tonight. You can avoid Fujiang for a while. Liu Weihao's mental state is not very stable, and your face will irritate her."

"I had no interest in meeting her in the first place."

After Fujiang wiped his hands, he walked to her room without looking back.