The Endless Shuttle

Two days ago, when the IBM-5100 was purchased at Liulin Shrine, Luo Pei had witnessed some unusual things. Perhaps the number of so-called "abnormalities" has been countless since it came to this world, but what the old lady of Akihabara Landlord and grandfather of Rumiho Akiba still made Luo Pei frown.

— an endless whirling vortex.

Compressing all the abstractions of a person seems to be the embodiment of the term "distortion". It is hateful, disgusting, and has a great sense of power.

If Luo Pei guessed correctly, then the real situation of the old man is likely to be Junji Ito's "The Vortex".

Even Kawakami Tomie and other monsters have come out, plus the SCP Foundation's containment, if the "vortex" comes, it is really not worth being surprised.

It is a magnificent unknown phenomenon, incomparable to any monsters, and it is an infectious curse that makes human beings crazy and distorted.

In terms of the evaluation level of the SCP Foundation, 200% of the "Curse of the Vortex" must be added to the "Keter" level. In the original book, it infected a small town with a population of about 6,000 with only half-mature power, and dragged the people in it into the most terrifying hell.

If such a curse breaks out in Tokyo, then Luo Pei's next trial step with a stable budget will be completely ruined, which is definitely not what he wants.

The real enemy is extremely powerful, and the coronation of the demigod is still in progress. If there is a mistake, it will cost Luo Pei's life!

So now, the black-haired young man is going to use the moonlight to "visit" Akiba's house as he had planned in the shrine before—to be precise, to visit Akiba Rumiho's grandfather.

He wants to prevent the spread of the "vortex curse" and completely eradicate it.

"Ahh... I feel more and more like a savior. Qianlue, fellow mystics in the stinky ditch of the multiverse, I have shamed your steadfast evil camp..."

Complaining meaninglessly, Luo Pei stopped in front of the high-end apartment next to Akihabara UPX.

Quite a top-notch residential area, even in a place like Tokyo where every inch of land is expensive, it is undoubtedly the top resident. There are more than twice as many 24-hour security personnel as compared to other places, in order to ensure the safety of distinguished residents.

The home of Rumiho Akiha, a large landowner in Akihabara, is located on the top floor of this building.

Looking up, in the sight of the Eye of True Sight, the sky of this luxury apartment has been slightly distorted, as if something was brewing before it was born.

That's right, it's here.

A gust of wind flew to the soles of Luo Pei's feet, and just as he was about to walk on the wind, there were suddenly waves of shouts that became more and more clear in front of the alley opposite the apartment building.

Rope glanced over.

"Everyone who comes from north to south, come and have a look, Anzhiju is about to start..."

"Pass by, don't miss it, it's time for Anzhiju..."

Not obscured by the darkness, Luo Pei clearly saw the scene at the entrance of the alley opposite.

It was a man wearing a smiling face mask, wearing old brown clothes out of date, like a craftsman walking the streets in the 1980s, pushing a cart with a small wooden box in his hand, and the front of the box faced Luo Pei, with three big black Chinese characters written on it.

——"Dark Zhiju".

In front of the masked man, there were several low stools, one of which sat a tightly wrapped woman in black.

"Dear guest, Anzhiju will definitely not disappoint you. Why don't you come and have a look?"

The masked man took off his hat, and said respectfully in a strange and gentle voice.

Even though it was a street away, the male voice came into Luo Pei's ears clearly.

Are there other monsters before the "Urlpool", or is this also the work of the "Whirlpool"?

……interesting.

Luo Pei dispersed the breeze and walked straight towards the smiling masked man.

After walking in, the black-haired young man realized that the person sitting on that chair was also an acquaintance. On the day of going to the SCP Foundation, the black-clothed masked monster who clearly expressed his kindness to him, but for some reason, today it is shown in the appearance of a woman.

Glancing twice, seeing that he had no intention of getting up and saying hello, Luo Pei turned his attention to the man in the smiling mask.

"I guess you're not here to cause trouble for me?"

"No, no, how dare..."

The masked man bowed in fear, but his tone did not change at all.

"As you can see, I'm just a busker walking around the streets. It's a self-defeating behavior to cause trouble for distinguished guests."

While rambling, he opened the small wooden box on the trolley, and took out the portable picture album that almost every art student has.

"The unprecedented maelstrom is calling us. It just so happened that I was troubled by the inspiration for the next play, so I came here immediately from Osaka. Facts have proved that my intuition is very good. With an existence like you, coupled with unparalleled Maelstrom, this time I will definitely be able to draw the best story..."

The masked man's spirit was obviously not normal. While saying this, he sat cross-legged directly, took out his brush and began to draw.

After a while, he seemed to realize something, and his hands stopped.

"Uh... I'm sorry, respected guest, I don't seem to have your permission yet... So, the inspiration for this drama, can you give me the honor of recording it? Don't worry, I will reward you . . . lots and lots of rewards."

A monster "craftsman" stopped him in the middle of the night to create a drama?

Luo Pei felt a sense of absurdity, he thought the battle would start now.

Since it wasn't the curse of the whirlpool or the enemy, he didn't bother to waste time with monsters here.

Luo Pei dispersed the secret technique prepared in his palm, and waved his hand boredly.

"If you want to see that no one is stopping you, why do you need my approval?"

"Oh, this is not allowed, this is not allowed." The masked man quickly shook his head: "You are also a small author, and you will not steal other people's stories... What do you mean?"

"Sure enough, I still can't understand the way of thinking of "you". A monster parasitic in human society, so what if it makes itself look like a human being a little bit? At least the conversation will be easier to understand. "Rope said with a frown.

"I'm really sorry that my way of speaking has troubled you. But... in our eyes, human beings are not monsters? Please understand my excessive "pureness". "

The masked man's voice carried a bit of a smile.

"If you say so, I will take it as your consent?"

"casual."

Luo Pei turned around and continued to walk towards the high-end apartment in UPX without stopping.

"For your manners, you can draw or sing as you please. But if you dare to hinder my action, I will tear your head off your neck, and it won't waste too much time."

"The Wrathful King" is really scary... Hehehehe. "

Behind him, there was a creepy laugh, followed by the rustling of the pen tip against the paper.

But this has nothing to do with Rope.

He has only one goal now.

That is the "Whirlpool Curse" that can destroy Tokyo.