Rebirth of Tokyo, open the wrong plug-in

"Then... let's stop here. It would be rude to fall in love again!"

Lines from a strange love TV series come out from the tablet.

Kiryu Ichiru turned around helplessly and glanced at the maid Crow Tengu sitting on the floor in the living room table, holding a huge tissue that was as big as a bed sheet to her.

"Hmph~!!" Wiping his nose.

The tablet computer stood in front of the maid Crow Tengu, like a giant screen that belonged to her alone.

"Woooooo~ I'm here, I'm here!"

Looking at the crying Crow Tengu, Kiryu Yiyi felt his head was pounding.

He had just left the [Zhilunan Village] dungeon, and the four-tailed fox witch woke up from her deep sleep because of the "tea cup in the Secret Treasure Hall, which will undress when exposed to hot water".

Kiryu Yishi recalled the expressions of mother and daughter.

The four-tailed fox miko has a gentle smile on her face.

Fei Zuo's face turned red and he stopped talking.

Hikka... stared at Kiryu Ichi with the Mangekyo Sharingan, as if he was planning to use Amaterasu's black flames to directly burn Kiryu Ichi into scum.

"Let's go again after a while."

Sighing that he had saved his life, Kiryu stood up.

The "skin" function cannot be used in separate worlds. It was only after questioning that I found out that when he left the main world and went to the dungeon, the maid skin on Kuroyu's body would disappear.

The skin will recover again after he comes back.

Although Tenjin Elementary School is bound to the "Tenjin Elementary School Key" on his body, considering that he may encounter the situation last time, Kiryu Yiyi can only let the "Seven Gozen" Kaidans temporarily live in his home to avoid losing control.

"Hello!"

Kiryu Yiyi shouted to the mannequin standing in the corner of the living room: "Don't move, especially after I fall asleep!"

While Kuroyu was holding a tissue and crying, the piano, which was dripping blood, automatically played a sad piece of music.

"And you, stop dubbing!"

After washing up before going to bed, Kiryu walked to the bathroom door and gently pressed down, only to find that the toilet door could not be opened.

He had no choice but to knock on the door: "Hanako, are you there?"

"Click"

The toilet door opened, and a girl in a red dress with a baby head raised her head and looked at Kiryu Yishi.

"Are you really the toilet god? I need to go to the toilet."

“Private Marseille!”

Hanako came out and stood at the door of the toilet.

Ouch, use the toilet and flush it.

Kiryu Yiyi left the bathroom and found Hanako staring at him with resentful eyes.

"Hey, even if you sleep in the toilet, don't forget to turn on the exhaust fan," Kiryu Ichizu warned, "it will stink."

"Okay." Hanako slipped into the bathroom from Kiryu Iichi and closed the door with a bang, as if she was afraid that Kiryu Ichizu would seize her territory again.

Go back to the bedroom and lie on the bed.

Turning off the lights, Kiryu stared at the dark ceiling.

"Unconsciously, my family is full of strange stories... What is my cheat? Oh, what a good student, what a good student!"

Fall asleep slowly.

Click! Click!

Boom, boom!

Kiryu opened his eyes.

He glanced at his phone.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Leaving the bedroom and turning on the light in the living room, Kiryu gritted his teeth and looked at the figure waving huge scissors in the kitchen.

"What kind of plane are you doing?!"

The figure holding the giant scissors stopped and turned to look at Kiryu Ichizu.

The slit girl was wearing the mask that Kiryu received in a first-class lottery. Only her beautiful eyes were exposed, and she looked very innocent.

Beside her, Mona Lisa kept smiling, but her chin was cracked, and she opened her big mouth to eat something wildly.

"Damn, it stinks so much!"

Kiryu walked to the kitchen holding his nose, only to find that the portrait was frantically eating with the mouth with a split chin, and there were portions of moldy, sour, rancid garbage on the floor.

"Who asked you to dig through the trash can?"

As if he was afraid that Kiryu Yiichi would snatch the food away, the mouth on the portrait's chin opened wide, and then he swallowed all the garbage that was comparable to an adult's size in his mouth.

The full portrait returned to the frame, but the figure in the frame was obviously fatter and could no longer fit in the frame next to it.

The slit girl also put away her big scissors and lay on the sofa with an aggrieved face, as if she was just kindly helping her colleagues with the game sashimi.

"What weird stories? They are all problem children!"

Kiryu glanced at the dull Yamazaki Arata in the corner. Yamazaki Arata was not a famous ghost story for a long time, so he was just like a walking zombie now.

"Seven people are missing one, and whoever sees it will replace them" is a very unreasonable skill. The most important one is "Seven people are missing one". As long as one is missing, the captured person can be forcibly sucked into the group of seven people.

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Therefore, if it is not necessary, Kiryu Yiyi is not prepared to let the seven people suffer numerical losses for the time being, so as not to cause any big trouble.

"Who's at the window?"

Kiryu Yiyi found a figure on the balcony holding a book, seemingly reading.

When I walked over, I realized that it was a mannequin.

"They are all madmen." The mannequin turned around, showing a terrifying shape with only muscles and no skin. It said to Kiryu Yishi: "Only learning and knowledge are eternal, but they are only driven by anger and curses."

Kiryu's eyes lit up. He had forgotten before that among the weird rumors about the mannequin, there was also a legend that this guy actually liked studying. It would move around every time the students left, and it was said that it would help clean the school.

There is actually a strange story that can be communicated with.

What a surprise.

"Can I trouble you to help guide them?" Kiryu asked.

"If it's your order" the mannequin nodded.

After receiving the promise from the mannequin, Kiryu went back to his room to sleep peacefully.

Early in the morning.

"Master, it's time to go to school!"

Kiryu opened his eyes and looked at the maid Crow Tengu flying in front of him, flapping its wings: "It's Kuroba."

He sat up and stretched.

The ghost stories did not make any noise and remained quiet until morning, which was really rare.

It seems that choosing a squad leader for them is a wise move.

The futakuchi girl was sitting peacefully on the sofa, wiping the scissors with her skirt. Because she was wearing a mask and pulling up her skirt to reveal her long legs, she was unexpectedly attractive.

"This may be the mask killer."

Biting into the sandwich made by the maid Crow Tengu, putting on his schoolbag, Kiryu went downstairs quickly.

At the stairs, he saw the delinquent boy squatting in the corner, his skull broken and his brains exposed.

The Strange Story of the Thirteen Stairs.

"Hey, control your brain and don't smear it on the wall!" Kiryu said to the bad guy.

“Private Marseille!”

The bad boy bowed, and then his whole brain fell out.

"Ah, my brain!" It quickly reached out to hold its brain.

With trembling hands, he put his brain back into his skull.

“Red bean puree, private Marseille!”

"You!...Remember to clean up!"

That's the disadvantage of having a house full of weirdos. These weirdos are very unhygienic.