Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Ghosts, Wraiths, or something like that.Rope saw the details of the mask maid at a glance.

"You...are you a "king"? "

The woman's words revealed a taste of surprise, and immediately bowed and saluted in fear.

"I couldn't welcome your return, please forgive me for the rudeness..."

"...Are you a subordinate of Sanwei Mask?"

Rope raised his eyebrows.

The black-haired young man has not forgotten what he had ordered about the three-flavored mask, and the woman in front of him is likely to be some monster that it gathered when it succeeded.

"Yes." The mask maid said respectfully: "Master Sanwei Mask will be back soon. I heard that he is going to pick up the letter from Master Anzhiju."

Rope didn't have time to learn about the details, so he asked directly.

"Where are the people from Fujiang River Kawakami?"

"Miss Fujiang, she..."

"I'm here~"

At this moment, before the mask maid could answer, a soft female voice rang from outside the courtyard.Rope motioned 173 to sit down in the living room first, and then walked over.

Pulling open the leaf door, a burst of dazzling light made the black-haired young man narrow his eyes subconsciously.

The courtyard is no longer the way it used to be overgrown with weeds.

The marble was neatly spread on the ground, and the area that was supposed to be the next door was transformed into a large swimming pool, and the black long straight girl was wearing a white swimsuit leaning on the reclining chair, and leisurely painted her slender fingers with bright red. Nail polish, like a noble lady.

On the small glass table next to it, gold and gemstone-encrusted plates held all kinds of fruit, as well as a red wine that even Rope could not name.

"You've been there long enough."

Fujiang didn't turn around to look at Rope, but admired his hand after finishing the nail polish.

"If you had come back a day earlier, you would have seen one of the most famous treasures in this country, the imitation of the flat spider from the Taisho period. Who knew it was smashed by that clumsy maid yesterday... It's a pity..."

Luo Pei's mouth twitched, and he stepped forward and squatted beside Fujiang.With a hand covering the girl's head, she turned her beautiful cheek and asked with a "kind" smile.

"Don't you think you should explain to me what's going on now, rather than the broken treasure?"

"……it hurts."

Fu Jiang frowned and tried to push the hand that grabbed her head away, but as expected, Rope's arm didn't move at all.

The girl sighed.

"Anyway, I'm your woman now. It's okay to borrow a little bit of your identity to enjoy yourself. It's okay to raise me as a canary and prepare a nice bird cage... Don't try too hard, head. I'd have to mop the floor for hours."

"...You asked Sanwei Mask to get you these?" Ropey let go of his hand.

"It's Mr. Sanwei Mask. Speaking of which, I don't even know. You have brought all the monsters in this city under your rule, great monster king."

Fu Jiang laughed and joked.

"The great mystic is part-time monster king, so such a big man shouldn't care about my pursuit and expenses for this trivial thing?"

The girl thought that the black-haired youth's anger was because she used her status to ask for gold, silver, jewelry and artworks from monsters without restraint, but Rope didn't think about such trivial matters at all.

"So, you didn't run out without permission?"

Rope asked again, the ugly face has gradually returned to normal.

There is no need to let him solve the trouble anymore, there is no reason to be angry, money and so on, in his eyes, are just stones and paper.

"How dare you."

Fujiang glared at Rope angrily.

"I just finished reading the secret news about the mystic, and now I have a deeper understanding of your abilities. I will not go back on the promised things."

Ropezhan smiled.

The two talked for a while about the secret arts practice and chores in the past few days. When the weather was so cold that even Fujiang couldn't stand it, she finally put on a coat.

——I don't know what's wrong with wearing a swimsuit in the alternating seasons of spring and winter.

"Is the girl over there your new woman?"

Fujiang glanced at 173 in the house.The latter was sitting blankly on the sofa, holding a cup of black tea, not knowing what he was thinking.

"To be precise, she is a prisoner, and I am guarding her identity." Ropey warned Fujiang when he saw the hostility in Fujiang's eyes.

"I advise you not to provoke 173. Her abilities are very tricky, you don't want to be locked in a world of nothingness forever? Even if you don't die, it's no different from death."

"Yes, yes. That's really scary..."

Fu Jiang sneered, and immediately dispelled the hostility in his eyes.

It sounds very interesting.Luo Pei has had a lot of women, but almost all of them are very characteristic types in other aspects. For example, Fujiang is more feminine than women, greedy and vain, and it is the first time to get along well.

- Surprisingly, it feels good.

Just as Rope was about to arrange SCP-173, the mask maid brought news of the return of the three-flavor mask.

In suits and leather shoes, three tall men walked into the living room.They all wear masks on their faces, grief, anger, and crying, like possessing and relying on themselves. The three masks stick out spikes from the edge, and manipulate the human body from the brain with the power of evil thoughts.