Chapter 55: Anomaly
“marururu…..”
The sound of naughty flicking was heard from afar.,Shangjo, who was busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but stop the movements in his hands.。 Turn off the heat and close the lid before looking outside.
"Hmm......."
Kamijo unexpectedly looked at Nanki, who was leading the way in front of him—and behind him, Masaki, who was still lost in thought, was being carried by a naughty bullet and moved towards the restaurant.
Although Nan Qi seems unreliable, he is not the kind of person who will abandon others, but Dr. Zhenghui...... Not suitable for taking care of Pokémon?
Kamijo scratched the hedgehog's head, always feeling that his previous judgment seemed to be wrong. However, when he looked at Nanqi, who had just sat down and started to turn the fork and plate again, Kamijo only felt that his head hurt even more.
Neither of these guys are suitable......
Sighing, Kamijo beckoned outside, "Just wait a little longer", and continued to work intensively on the final cooking work.
……
"Speaking of which, how's your progress?"
During the meal, Kamijo asked seemingly unconcerned.
"Lord Ben Nanqi is naturally done without any problem!" Nanqi said confidently: "But there are still some small details that can't be handled, such as the projector is too big to be transported or something." ”
As he spoke, Nan Qi viciously bit the food in his mouth.
"As for Zhenghui...... Just look at the way he looks. Nan Qi said and pointed to Zhenghui who was fishing for an empty plate in the mechanical version.
“.…..” Kamijo silently put the food on Masaki's plate before continuing, "Isn't it easy to carry? Dr. Masaki seems to be researching portability, right, haven't you communicated with each other?"
"Even if it's ...... me," Nan Qi, who suddenly raised his voice, suddenly lowered his voice when he remembered something: "Even if I see him like that, I can't disturb him...... Hey, what do you mean by that expression?!"
"Ah no, a bit of a surprise. Shangtiao vaguely revealed the topic: "What about Nanqi, have you thought of how to solve it?"
"Put a hovering device, but then the power consumption is bigger! Then put a battery! But the weight goes up again....."
Wow....vicious circle......
Looking at the tearful gobbling up of Nanqi Shangjo, he sighed, and fed the Pokémon food to the naughty bullet......
"Speaking of which, when encountering such a question, does Nan Qisang have any plans to subdue an electrical Pokémon? Kamijo asked suddenly.
"It's not necessary, it's not a tool, how can you say that you can accept it. Nan Qi slurred his words.
"Really?" replied in an uncertain manner, and then turned the subject back again: "Isn't Dr. Zhenghui researching portable devices? ”
"Wait, I'll look into it!" Nan Qi, who was inspired by Uejo, immediately stuffed a mouthful of food, and was about to leave when he suddenly said softly to Uejo (when the food in his mouth almost squirted out): "Remember to remind me when Masaki comes." ”
After saying that, he hurriedly ran back to the research room.
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"Dr. Zhenghui, haven't you figured out a solution yet?"
Cleaning up the last dishes, Kamijo couldn't help but bother when he saw that Masaaki was still lying on the table.
"Oh..... I'm sorry, I'll go back first. Zhenghui was startled at first, but quickly fell into thought again, and staggered to the research room.
“.…..” Rather than a Pokémon that needs to be taken care of, Dr. Masaki may need an assistant - including the one that takes care of life. "Unfortunately, it would be nice if Nan Qi could give up Shuijun. ”
Muttering to himself, Kamijo beckoned Hitomi to remind Nanqi, and continued to clean up the dishes in his hand.
"Now, what do you think of them, Naughty Bullet?"
“marururururur…..” Naughty bullets swayed.
"But if you're with Mr. Uejo, it might be a little boring. There may be a situation where you will have to fight. "I didn't reply to the last article.
“marumaru~”
"Hi Hi ~ Got ~ Got ~ Got ~ "
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"Wow..... what's going on here?"
After cleaning up, he brought back the power supply with a naughty bounce, and he couldn't help but be startled when he looked at the mess in the place.
Pliers, wrenches, twisted wires, inexplicable little instruments and the like, pokers on the ground, bottles and cans of tree fruits, dolls, fairy tale books (?) Strange things like that really make Kamijo a little confused.
"There were bottlenecks on both sides, so I wanted to see if there was anything that would inspire me. Nan Qi explained.
"Hehe and ......" Kamijo smiled dryly and didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only send the naughty bullet into the clutter pile first to start powering up.
Speaking of which, Nan Others can still stuff so many things in clothes that look so slim...... It's not so much a water hunter as a magician.
Broken in my heart, Shangjo is still like an old mother, cleaning up the surrounding clutter, at least it is a direct power supply situation, accidentally causing a fire This kind of thing is not a small probability in the unfortunate Mr. Shangjo.
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"That's the end. Kamijo held Nanqi's computer puppet in his left hand, and sighed in his right hand with a rather old fairy tale book, and complained: "Are these really things that can be thrown around?"
As he was talking, he suddenly found that the two of them fell into a state of engagement again, and Shangjo could only put away his voice. Gently put down the puppet, and then looked at the two of them, and suddenly felt that he was wasting his time...... I couldn't help but open the fairy tale in my hand:
- Let's tell a story about a woman.
Since birth, a woman has been dependent on pathology.
Heavy chains tightly bound the woman's body, like a mummified make-up of death.
[There is no freedom], the idler said with pity.
[There is no freedom], the woman said so cheerfully.
The steely dress is hard to attack.
And when the city gate is opened, what awaits in the deepest part of the city, I don't know if it is a pure girl, or a demonic trap ......?
There is a saying that [the secrets of others are as sweet as honey], then ......
Syllable.
Frowning, although Shangjo really wanted to watch the follow-up, the inexplicable irritability in his heart made him forcibly interrupt such an act - and closed the page with both hands.
"Lord?"
Seeing Uejo's strange behavior, Hitomi, who was hidden, couldn't help but ask softly.
"No, it's nothing, it could be ......" There seemed to be nothing wrong with it, and Kamijo began to feel inexplicable about his behavior. Scratching the hedgehog's head, Kamijo handed the fairy tale in his hand behind him: "Hitomi, take a look?"
A light in the hand
Half an hour later
"Feeling...... How?" Kamijo asked.
"Didn't feel anything, or was it a little ..... obscure?" Hitomi replied.
"Maybe it's not for men. Kamijo smiled wryly and took back the somewhat old fairy tale book. "Or maybe the relationship between an unfortunate person like Mr. Uejo and a fairy tale is really too bad. ”
As he spoke, Kamijo put down his fairy tale and picked up the puppet computer again - the Internet is one of the best ways to pass the time aimlessly, anyway.
That's what I was thinking
"Wait!What's that?!" I accidentally turned my head and swept the small computer in Shangjo's hand, and when the small computer started, the light suddenly burst out, thinking about Shangjo - to be exact, the small computer in Shangjo's hand pounced!
"Wait!" Kamijo shouted, but stopped Hitomi. On the other side, Kamijo also stretched out his left hand in time, stunned Zhenghui's movements, and then directly stuffed the puppet computer in his hand with his right hand into Zhenghui's fangs and claws.
Seeing that Masaki grabbed the puppet computer and calmed down, Kamijo breathed a sigh of relief - and rejoiced that Masaki was only a delicate scientific researcher.
"Oh~ Have you finally discovered the preciousness of Nanqi-sama's invention?" Obviously, it is impossible for such a movement not to attract the attention of this person.
“.…..” It's just a small computer stuffed into the puppet. Shangjo complained silently in his heart, but now it's better to pay attention to Zhenghui's side.
"Computer, computer ..... data transfer...... In terms of platform...... No, there is no need for a platform, just Pokéball...... Commonality...... No, it's still up to Dr. Ohki to study, it's not a problem with the equipment!" muttered to himself, Masaki dropped the puppet computer and hurriedly ran to the research room inside. Then there was the sound of nervous keys and waiting......
At this time, Kamijo noticed the sound of rustling around him.
“.…..” Turning his head, Kamijo looked at Nanqi who was sorting things out and felt a little inexplicable.
"Oh, Kamijo-sama, it's a nice meeting, but it's time to ......"
"Why are you leaving all of a sudden?" Uejo scratched the hedgehog's head to show incomprehension.
"Probably that's it, Zhenghui can probably break through the difficulties, and my side ...... In fact, it has long been discovered that it is impossible to make progress for the time being. ”
"Then Nan Qisang, you were ...... before"
"Ahem. Nan Qi said embarrassedly: "It's probably just to make some small props out of materials or something, Zhenghui will definitely not notice it when he was so attentive before, but the next words ...... Anyway, these things are for you, and we will meet again!"
Before Shangjo could react, Nanqi threw down the items that Shangjo had sorted out before, and slipped out of Shangjo's sight holding a suspension projector that was almost half the size of a person.
“.….”
"Lord, do you need to chase?"
"Uh...... Forget it. After all, it can be regarded as a great help to Dr. Zhenghui...... It's not so much an escape as it is a ...... Excuse me?" "Huh...... I don't think it's going to be the same as Namki's (cheeky...... Or is it really a relationship between using too much material???
Shangjo scratched his head, looked at the direction Nanqi left, and then looked at the pile of clutter that he had cleaned up before, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
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