A comic book, but a librarian

Uesugi Cheng was very speechless. Why did his brother think he was a murderer as soon as he came in? He clearly didn't kill anyone.

"Are you serious? What's with that Inspector Inudo saying that you're like a murderer?"

Uesugi Nobuyuki was stunned for a moment, then he stepped on the accelerator, drove out of the Metropolitan Police Department and got on the road.

"Oh, she made it up. Don't believe her. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and I won't cause any trouble for you."

Uesugi Cheng smiled. After all, crushing the soul would not hinder the person's life. At most, the person would become a vegetable and wait to die naturally in a few days. That would not be considered murder.

"Okay, okay, you must tell me if there is anything. Where should I send you now?"

Uesugi Nobuyuki glanced at his watch and stopped at the traffic light.

"The hospital, the one we stayed in last time. I'm going to deliver some things there and check on my classmate."

Uesugi Cheng leaned on the backrest and burped. The evil spirit he dealt with today was not that powerful. After all, it didn't even have a fully developed brain. If he really wanted to fight it, Uesugi Cheng could even call a taxi to send his body back and get rid of that guy on the way back.

However, since there was such a good opportunity, Uesugi Cheng naturally chose to experiment with the feasibility of using the great technique that was not very suitable for combat in battle.

"By the way, how about doing me a favor? I remember they said you were good at drawing. Can you help me with the whole painting?"

"Whose painting made you come to me in person to ask for it?"

"It's nothing. Your brother and I have an investment in a certain Soso company. The musician under our company just needs a cover for his album. They said that if it doesn't work, we can just use a stick drawing. I thought if you have time, you can help with it. It doesn't need to be too good, just enough to make it. Otherwise, I feel embarrassed to use a stick drawing as the cover."

Seeing that his younger brother had no intention of agreeing even though the station was almost reached, Uesugi Nobuyuki scratched his head and thought about just dealing with it with a stick drawing. Then, he turned over and patted his younger brother who was sitting in the back seat on the shoulder with the look of an experienced person, and handed him a card.

"Here we are, here we are. If you want to have multiple girlfriends, remember not to let your girlfriend know."

"What do you mean? I don't think this is the time to talk about this, right? And I'm not that kind of person, okay! But as for the cover you mentioned, tell me what you want it to look like, and I'll make it for you if I can."

Uesugi Cheng was a little speechless, but he still took the money obediently, otherwise he estimated that he would have to go to work again soon.

Uesugi Sumishung heard the unique smell of the hospital. There were many black humanoid death gods with bird beaks following some patients. There were even a few who seemed to have completed their mission and were ready to leave with the spoils.

Uesugi Cheng saw two acquaintances, oh, they cannot be called acquaintances, it should be said that the souls of people he knew were dragged away by the god of death. The parents of that little girl seemed to have entered the stage where rescue was ineffective and they were declared dead. The timing was just right.

"How are people?"

Uesugi Sumire walked into the ward. Saki Kawasaki's blue hair was loose and she looked a little tired, as if she might fall asleep leaning against the wall at any time.

"She woke up once in the afternoon and then fell back asleep quickly. She asked me... 'Dad and Mom are dead, right?' To be honest, I didn't know how to answer her."

Saki Kawasaki yawned, and Akino Kaji, whose thin body looked frail due to malnutrition, curled up on the hospital bed, as if she had become accustomed to this defensive sleeping position due to long-term abuse.

"Tell the truth. She has already run out on her own and wants to escape. If you lie to her, it will be counterproductive. People always have to learn how to say goodbye."

Uesugi Sumire placed an envelope on the table next to Kawasaki Saki.

"As for future questions, I'll ask her later. If she's willing, I'll find someone to take care of her. By the way, this is the money for you. It's from the police. They say it's a reward for citizens who help solve the case."

Uesugi Sumi gently tapped Kaji Akino's forehead, and the girl's sleeping posture gradually seemed to relax. Tears from the corners of her eyes flowed down and wet the pillow, but she finally smiled.

……

"What do you mean? It's fine if we can't find the murderer. I'm used to it. Can anyone explain to me why we can't even find the victims? Should all the people in the forensics department be fired?"

A policeman with a fierce look on his face slammed the table hard, looking very angry.

"Why don't you take another look at the crime scene, this pile of... mixed meat soup? Or human scum? I don't know how to describe this thing, the flesh and body fluids of more than a dozen people mixed together, and some of them are in a highly decomposed state. You want us to find everyone in half a day... It would be more appropriate for us to take a collective holiday."

The representative of the forensic department had a pale face and looked like he had just vomited, but the words in his mouth were mercilessly retorted.

"Rather, we don't think normal 'humans' could have created this crime scene... This is not something we can control."

The last half of the sentence was said with a sigh, followed by a group of people sighing.

"When will the higher-ups be able to completely rectify those evil cults?"

233

Chapter 233: The Treasure House of Silver.

Of course, the discussions in the Metropolitan Police Department will never have any definite results, just like their forensic doctors in the Identification Department will never know what kind of weapon can roast a person's brain without any external injuries. These forensic doctors have already planned to take a leave and go to the temple to seek peace of mind, at least to prevent themselves from being targeted by the guy who did such a horrible thing.

"Well, it turns out that this kind of thing still needs to be reviewed bit by bit. The hypnosis used this time is much more normal."

Uesugi Cheng took the soda handed over by a passerby, stuffed the money into his hand, and snapped his fingers. The passerby staggered back to the vending machine and began to wonder what he had just done.

The person he hypnotized last time was the cult leader. After all, he didn't know if there was any important person in the building. Instead of being troubled by knowing the other party's identity, it would be better to let the cult leader himself give the order to send his followers away, and then Uesugi Cheng would only need to do a little cleaning work.

"That's really troublesome... Is it the Silver Oath? How long has it been since I last heard of this triple oath?"

Uesugi Cheng looked at the heavy marble door in front of him, which was sealed with red wax and had a triple lock inlaid with silver.

There is only one small group bound by the triple oath, and that is the esoteric group called the Oblivion Society. They adhere to their own oath and require all joiners to abide by these ancient oaths together. Now, this oath has turned into the power to protect this treasure house, and it also tells Uesugi Cheng one thing.

Before the fire that burned down the Silent Bookstore, or even before the DeWolf family's rule before the Island Resolution Council was established, this treasure house may have been quietly sleeping underground, waiting for someone to unlock the lock of the oath to come and take away the contents.

"Oh my god, how long has it been since this thing lasted and its effectiveness hasn't diminished at all? What on earth did the people from the Oblivion Society put in it that would require them to go to such great lengths to add protective measures?"

Uesugi Cheng's hand was bounced back by the triple lock. Before he had the corresponding key or the corresponding method, it would be unlikely for Uesugi Cheng to open the door.

"The Silver Oath, as I recall, prohibits male members from having sex with females, and female members from having sex with males (in harmony): 'Because what is about to befall is not necessarily a divine evil, but it is still a serious danger.'"

To put it bluntly, the immortals are the most special group of people in the whole world. If the immortals mate with each other, they will only give birth to immortals. Therefore, the noon world punishes the immortals who have violated the laws of the world in this way. They and their children will inevitably suffer from the curse called "heavenly sin" and will have to kill each other.

"I really need to find someone to help me with this. Otherwise... I will never be able to open this door in my lifetime."

Uesugi Cheng was not proficient in the power used by the Red Cup and the immortals under her command, those powers related to pain, temptation, satisfaction and fertility. He could only force a person to master enough sexual aspects of the "Cup" in a short period of time and let her use these one-time powers to open the door. As for who this assistant would be... Uesugi Cheng already had an idea in his heart.

……

"It's really strange. Can it rain so heavily in autumn?"

Three days later, umbrellas were put up in front of the gate of Tonghe High School. After the long-awaited clear and crisp autumn days came to an end, gloomy and continuous rain dripped onto the ground. It was rain that was not very pleasant. As the temperature gradually dropped from autumn to winter, the rain only made people feel even colder.

"Not surprising at all. Didn't you check the weather forecast?"

Hikigaya Hachiman yawned. He had been exploited a lot these past two days by the fact that his dear sister had taken him to the Metropolitan Police Department.

"No, but this rain came just in time...Did anyone say anything over there?"

"Of course not. Those tax thieves don't seem to target a poor guy like me. Besides, even if I wanted to do something, they can't stop me, right?"

Hikigaya Hachiman's eyes were looking at the teaching building in the distance, but another part of his soul had been reporting the surrounding situation to him, allowing him to accurately avoid the small puddles on the ground and the umbrella of the classmate in front of him.

"I heard you guys are busy with something... the student union election?"

Uesugi Cheng stretched his hand out of the window. Today's rain was just right for him, giving him a chance to do what he wanted to do.

"Yes, thanks to you, Master Uesugi, there are not many people left to participate in the student council election this year. Those guys generally feel that they are not qualified at all. As for the remaining one who came to the Servant Club for a commission..."

Hikigaya Hachiman didn't want to mention that name at all. He would have been unable to resist rebuking the client who came with the kind of commissioning conditions that could piss the other party off to death, unless the other party was indeed not lying.

"It's okay. I won't participate in the election. Besides, do you really not want to study?"

Really… not… studying…?

Hikigaya Hachiman and Yotsuya Miko, who had actually been listening nearby but not saying anything, couldn't help but laugh.

“Acheng-kun, when these words come out of your mouth, it’s really… I can’t help it, hahahaha.”

Yotsuya Miko finally couldn't help laughing and patted Uesugi Sumiko's shoulder.

"But Jianzi, your grades... don't seem to be as good as mine, right?"

Just one sentence dampened the laughter of Yotsuya Miko, who was smiling happily. Looking at Yotsuya Miko who was trying pitifully to get Uesugi Sumire to give her extra lessons, Hikigaya Hachiman turned his head away very naturally and walked a few steps away.

"By the way, Jianzi, I need you to help me with something after school. We'll talk about the details later."

Uesugi Cheng has already started counting the inventory of Silent Bookstore. Since the weather is so good today, he must make good use of it.

"Eh? Is that so? I get it!"

Yotsuya Miko seemed to be very happy, and it was obvious that she had no idea what she would face next.

As the winter vacation approaches in the second year of high school, most students have already immersed themselves in the learning atmosphere, working hard to get good grades during the winter vacation. Of course, there are exceptions to this kind of hard-working students.

The book in Uesugi Cheng's hand has been changed to another one of the Socratic hypothetical theological dialogues. Uesugi Cheng has already read the second book, "The Joy of Limentinus".

"Janus again. I don't remember anything about this name... What else is missing to remind me of it?"

Uesugi Cheng felt a little helpless.

234

Chapter 234: As expected, minors should not drink alcohol.

"Acheng! What do you want me to do? Do you want me to go see something? Or is there something else?"

After school, Yotsuya Miko sat in an empty classroom and raised her hand happily when she saw Uesugi Sumire walking in. Although she didn't know what the other person needed her to do, being able to be alone with him in a room was enough to make this high school girl feel satisfied.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just buying you a drink... But first, let me make it clear that no one else can know about this."

"Eh……?"

Yotsuya Miko was stunned for a moment. A drink that cannot be known to others? If someone else had said this, Yotsuya Miko would have been extremely alert and ready to call the police at any time to hand this person over to the police as a reward, but if it was Uesugi Cheng...

"Yes, is it something that I can't quite describe? It won't have any effect on my body, right?"

"It's not something you can't talk about, it's just that you violate the rule that minors can't drink alcohol."

A small blood-red bottle exuded the scent of flowers and musk. The moment Yotsuya Miko smelled the scent, she felt her throat move unconsciously. Her brain was sending a signal to her, causing the feeling of "thirst" to enter her mind.

【Holy Goblet Stone Communion】: As early as the dawn period, the Triple Knot Sisterhood had used it in the Red Cup ceremony. (6 cups)

"Hey, wait... you want me to drink? But..."

In fact, Yotsuya Miko had no way of resisting the liquid in the small bottle in front of her. The sweet and tempting smell made her feel a little dizzy.

"It's okay. I just want you to have a taste of it. By the way... I have something else to give you later, but before that..."

Yotsuya Miko felt that her originally sharp perception seemed to be beginning to blur, and was replaced by a wonderful feeling. The satisfying delicious feeling floated on her taste buds. Although she had not eaten a single bite, the wonderful feeling had slowly seeped into her heart.

【圣觚石圣餐】（6杯）＋【苍白人偶】（4杯）＋【魂质:脉律】（1杯）＋【苹果】（1杯）＋【雨】（2杯）=14（杯）

Yotsuya Miko narrowed her eyes and fell on the table. She never knew that her alcohol tolerance was so poor. She couldn't hold it after just a little. But the taste was really wonderful. It reminded her of the plots she read in comic books, the most delicious food in the world...

The things in front of her eyes seemed to start to blur, and she smelled a familiar scent, a reassuring scent, the scent of someone who would stand in front of her no matter what. Normally, her sense of smell should not be so sharp. Could it be because of that glass of wine?

Thinking of this, Yotsuya Miko lazily raised her hand to stop Uesugi Sumika, but ended up sliding down and almost fell to the floor if Uesugi Sumika hadn't held her.

"So completely drunk..."

Uesugi Sumiko still underestimated the power of the Holy Communion. Yotsuya Miko became unconscious after just a little bit of it, and she couldn't even speak clearly. She said something in a sticky voice that he could hardly understand.

"But this way...it saves some trouble. Forget it, I'll take you to find a place to sober up first."

Inside the Silent Bookstore, 'Yotani Miko' has already begun to open the door to the Silver Treasury, while the Yotsuya Miko in the real world lies in Uesugi Sumiko's arms with a red face and her head against his chest, looking as if she has fallen asleep very restlessly. There is not much smell of alcohol on her body, but a wonderful odor that makes people swallow their saliva.

He casually took back the puppet that had just been handed to Yotsuya Miko, which no longer had any power. After all, maybe he could give it away as a craft gift someday, or he could re-infuse power into it so that it could play its role again.

【Pale Doll】: A slightly twitching little rag doll with sad button eyes and colorful ribbon ruffles. (2 cups, 2 hearts, 2 moths)

The burping Yotsuya Miko was carried into the car by Uesugi Sumire. The driver had no intention of looking back, but began to sigh that the young master had finally grown up. Although his behavior seemed wrong, at least he had that awareness.

"Acheng...I feel relieved..."

Yotsuya Miko was murmuring in her sleep. She had never had such a beautiful dream before. Soft, wonderful and comfortable were not enough to describe her feelings. Her whole body felt warm and her whole body relaxed, immersed in the most wonderful joy.

"No, I just drank a little. How could I be so drunk?"

Uesugi Sumiko scratched his head. Yotsuya Miko's behavior seemed to be more than that of an ordinary drunk person. Uesugi Sumiko brought her back to his house and let her sleep in the guest room. He couldn't help but take a sip of the remaining wine in the blood-red bottle.

It was indeed a very wonderful drink. Unlike those strong liquors that seemed to burn as soon as they entered the mouth, the taste of the Holy Communion was softer and smoother, just like the fragrance of flowers. It was followed by a subtle feeling of dizziness and hallucination. Uesugi Cheng could have let his soul leave his body and calm down again, but under the influence of the wine he refused. This hallucinatory feeling made him a little intoxicated, and the subtle feeling of pleasure made him want to enjoy the feeling of being drunk wholeheartedly.

So, when the sun set, Uesugi Sumire lay on his bed, squinted his eyes casually, with a smile on his lips.

……

“Wow!!! I’m… Wow wow wow wow!!!”

Yotsuya Miko rubbed her eyes and slowly got up from the bed. After realizing what she had done, she woke up in an instant. She looked around. This was Uesugi Sumire's guest room. Although she had never lived here, she had seen it when she came here last time.

She first tidied her clothes, but after finding that her clothes had not been touched at all, she sighed with a feeling of relief and regret. Although she did not expect Uesugi Cheng to give her wine, she did not expect that the wine was so delicious, and her alcohol tolerance was so poor.

"In the end, I was able to accept the fact that A-Chun asked me to drink... It's amazing."

Yotsuya Miko found that although she was no longer drunk, her face was still red.

"What is Ah Cheng doing at this time?"

Yotsuya Miko gently pushed open the door. The apartment was so quiet at night. The moonlight silently penetrated the glass window and shone in, illuminating the door of Uesugi Sumiko's room. The door was not closed. Through the door, she saw a boy who was sleeping soundly... which made her heart beat faster instantly.