"It's so unexpectedly unreliable. Is it really useful?" Haierrou sighed, and without waiting for his answer, she stuffed the lollipop into her mouth with the packaging, and bit off the whole candy bar with the sound of the plastic cracking.
Spit it out, leaving only one stick outside: "Anyway, just seeing the plastic stick is enough, right? You can eat the candy yourself."
Saying this, Haerrou pulled up the high collar of her sweater to make sure it covered her throat, adjusted her sunglasses and baseball cap, and walked into this dilapidated and short street at the lead.
"Wait for me!" Emiya behind him could only follow helplessly.
Go straight ahead, beyond this section there are dark and closed entrances on both sides. Just turn right and the world becomes different.
Colorful neon signs shine with ambiguous light, vermilion pillars support the purlins, and the shops along the road neatly open their display windows, but what is displayed in the windows is not products, but people.
Usually there are very beautiful girls, sitting on the pony, smiling in their prettiest postures. The old ladies standing next to them, either standing respectfully or kneeling with their hands down, are waving small fans and using suggestive words to attract people passing by.
customer.
"There are a lot of people, why can't we see almost no people in the place we just came in?" Haerrou impatiently grabbed Touma's hand and pulled him in front of him.
"Ah? Probably? Maybe the direction we are walking in is not right? There are three intersections on this street that can be entered and exited." Touma pointed to a corner in the distance with uncertainty, where the word 'FREE' loomed on the sign.
Let Haierrou feel full of interest.1
"Hey, it says free over there, right? Is it possible that indescribable things are free?" Haierrou smiled strangely, attracting strange looks from the people around her, although she didn't understand why a woman would hold a lollipop in her mouth.
I was wandering around here, but luckily no one really came up to ask me anything.
"Oh? What are you talking about? It's an agency or something like that. Although it's branded as free, it just transfers the charging items to the stores that provide services, right?" Touma endured the blood vessels that were popping up on his forehead.
He took a breath and said: "If there is no problem, can you let me go? Don't you think we attract too much attention? You are someone who has been on TV, miss!"
"Okay, that level of clarity is not enough for people to recognize me. As long as I walk over openly, even in person, at most I will think, 'I seem to have seen this person before.' Look at it if you don't believe me!
"Haierrou said,
With his eyes broken, Touma calmly jumped into the window of a shop where a girl in JK clothes was sitting. Ignoring the strange look from the old woman next to him, he went up and took the hand of the JK girl: "Hey~ the moonlight is beautiful for you.
Don’t you think so?”
"Hey?" The JK girl didn't know why but she made a cute voice very professionally. 2
"Arnold~ Miss, we are a custom shop here? Have you made a mistake?" The old woman next to her stood up and helped the girl out.
"I just want to ask a few questions, mother-in-law~" Haierrou said, taking out four big tickets from her arms and handing them over to the two of them respectively, and then turned to the JK girl and asked: "I want to ask you, do you know
Me? Think about it carefully, okay?"
"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you're talking about, but I probably haven't seen you before!" JK thought for a while, then bowed apologetically and said, but before he could finish speaking, Haerrou jumped out nervously.
: "That's enough, bye~"
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing! Bastard!" Touma's mouth twitched, and he suddenly remembered the feeling he had when he helped his neighbor walk his dog. Oh, by the way, he walked four huskies.
"I'll prove to you that I won't be recognized~" Haierrou said nonchalantly: "Look, I really can't recognize you!"
"What if you recognize it?"
"Of course." Haierrou suddenly sneered with a cold look on her face: "Kill them all!"
"You're kidding~ I'll definitely run away first!"
"You don't think I'm really capable of killing someone in a busy city, do you?"
"Don't you know that's illegal?"
"Terrible! You are actually such a person!"
"Who is the one who regards the law as nothing? Bastard!" Emiya Touma, who was showing his blue veins, roared and punched him, and was caught in the air while he was still in the air.
"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter anyway. We should go find the experimental specimens now. Oh, he is the scum you are talking about." Haierrou reached out and patted Emiya Touma on the shoulder: "Show me the way.
!”
"Hey! Halero-san!" Wei Gong sighed, but did not leave.
"Let's go? What's wrong?" Haierrou said with some confusion.
"Can you tell me what you are going to do? Although I have received money, I am also afraid that you will beat me to death. But..." Emiya looked at the stars in the sky, sighed and said, "If you are
If you are going to commit any earth-shattering case, please kill me now, please."
"Oh Hou? Is it for some noble goal? Kindness, morality or something like that?"
"Although I don't want to admit it, I'm not that noble of a person. If I have to say it, if I was wanted by the country, scolded by my parents, and abandoned by my friends, I'd rather die than live in that kind of panic.
I feel like I can't live forever, and death is just the easiest punishment." Emiya whispered.
"Is the threat of law greater than life and death?! It's a pretty good security environment, but..." Haierrou touched his chin and said: "No, it's a promise. Absolutely, absolutely nothing like what you mentioned will happen.
situation."
"Really?" Emiya stared at Heerrou.
"If you find that kind of trend, you can also call the police. At present, the maximum sentence for your crime is a few years, right? Trust me, it will be fine. At least you don't need to die to apologize, right?"
"I hope... so." Emiya sighed and pointed to a plaque in the distance: "Let's go, you can find the target there, but don't go too deep."
"Okay, okay, let's go! I almost regret having to prove that question to you, it almost annoyed me to death!"
The guy wearing a floral shirt and big trousers, who looked more like a gangster than a security guard, was leaning against the gate, smoking a cigarette, and said in a tone meant to teach an ignorant child: "Onessa, this is not where you should be.
If you are looking for a cowherd, GelliteR, which is a hundred meters away from the door and turn left, may be suitable for you. If you come in alone, you will step into another world."
"Alone?" Haerrou looked back and said dissatisfiedly: "Dangmasang! You were the one who wanted to come with me in the first place, right? You said so many beautiful words, but do you want to shrink back when things get tough?"
"How...how...how is it possible!" Emiya Touma, who had been lagging behind for more than ten meters, said calmly and ran over. However, his eyes staring at Menban and his pace getting slower and slower were different.
revealed his true feelings.
"It's really... a complete Guaiguai card. No wonder you live in this country and you even have to hear about things about the custom street from your older colleagues." Haierrou shook her head helplessly and said: "Okay.
, if you resist, just stay outside, I won’t cause too much trouble.”
"Tsk! Oh Nei..." Menban laughed angrily, flicked the flashing red cigarette butt, squinted his eyes in the drifting ashes and said, "Did you make a mistake? The two words above
Do you really recognize this character?
Pronounced as: Zifeng Oh, Zifeng Jidao. Make a big fuss? Are you serious? Bring your sissy little boyfriend and make a big fuss here? Where do you think this place is? This is the underground power that controls this city.
Yes, the Jifeng Jidao Association!"
"One final reminder."
"Let him see you being fucked by a dozen men."
"I'm afraid he'll cry?"
"Let's go quickly, otherwise by the time you are fed medicine and shake your butt at the man's Ou Jinjin, everything will be too late." Menfan said sentence by sentence, and the malice on his unshaven face became more and more profound.
Although he was trying to dissuade her, Haerrou had no doubt at all. He had even added the disgusting scene in his mind.
What makes Mr. Menban very curious and dissatisfied is that instead of being helpless under his malicious gaze like the girls who went astray before, the guy in front of him behaved very calmly?
"So you people, it turns out that even if thousands of years have passed, your methods will not change even a little bit?" Haerrou grinned silently, and the enamel artificial canine teeth used as the last weapon and backup dagger shone with a sharp cold light.
: "It's really unexpectedly similar."
"Asshole! What are you muttering about?" Menban yelled angrily, but got no answer.
"Hey, Helrou, how about we go?" Emiya Touma spoke hesitantly, and the heavy air even made him feel like something was climbing up his back, cold and slippery.
"It's the smell of fear, Touma." Haierrou sniffed his neck deeply, and after a long time she said, "I'll give you one last chance, stay outside, otherwise I won't be responsible for you if you go in.
It's safe." It was obviously a calm tone, but Touma caught the trace of disdain and the smell of blood in the air.
Wha...what! Touma subconsciously took a step back.
"Hey, hey, if you make a decision, hurry up. I'm not here to watch you perform soap operas." Menfan said impatiently, pinched the cigarette butt and walked towards the two of them.
"It's the final decision, Touma-san, don't regret it." Haierrou calmly helped Touma, who was already covered in cold sweat, adjust his collar and turned around.
"Hey, bastard, if nothing happens, get out of here! This is not a place for guys like you. Wrap yourself up tightly in clothes. Maybe the church in the suburbs will be happy to let you become a nun.
Ah!" Menfan said and pushed Haierrou's shoulder. Judging from his evil smile and fierceness, he was completely ready to push her to the ground, but...
Haierrou's lips moved, and she squeezed out a sentence that exuded a chilling air from the gap between her teeth: "Same taste, same. Weak and rubbish-sang, is this what you call the ultimate? Then I, still