Three days later.

There was a constant knocking sound in the café, and Butterfly Shinobu stood in front of the counter, pinching a small garlic pestle, and was carefully mashing the mandala inside the stone mortar.

Halfway through, she stopped and turned to look at the half-open door behind the counter.

As he turned his gaze, a thin wire with a hook at the tip swished out of the room and headed straight for a bag of cheesecake on the counter.

The three-clawed steel hook suddenly retracted the moment it touched the target, and firmly grasped the nitrogen-filled bag.

After a moment of pause, the tightrope thrower seemed to want to pull the bread back into the room. It's just that as soon as he retracted his strength, there was a bang, and the half-empty bag was squeezed open by the pressure brought by the hook and claw.

The crack happened to be a face-down opening, and a small piece of fresh and delicate cake in the bag trembled out, and when it was about to land, a hand reached out next to it, accurately caught the paper shell part, and gently scooped it up.

"Have you fallen so far that you won't even go out of the door?"

Butterfly Shinobu put the cake aside and sighed worriedly: "This will make you fat, and it is not healthy, in order to avoid this situation, do you want me to add a little ...... to your food?"

"No!"

Shiraishi swooped out of the room, fearing that if he was one step too late, his pure and flawless cake would be tarnished.

But as soon as he looked down and saw a little flower juice on the paper tray of the small cake, he suddenly didn't dare to put the cake in his mouth:

"If you don't mind, I'll invite you for this piece? I'm going to eat these two pieces in my hand......"

Shiraishi picked up the bag he had grabbed, and there were two cakes that had been deformed by the steel claws.

This is a dessert he bought from a convenience store, and there are three pieces in a bag, so that people can take one bite at a time.

At the same time, Shiraishi thought that he would have to add another item to the clerk's code after handling the medicinal herbs - before washing his hands, it is forbidden to touch the store manager's drinking water to prevent accidental killing of the boss......

In the past three days, Shiraishi has given full play to the spirit of seeing the stitches when he used to play with his mobile phone - just like he used to hold his mobile phone wherever he went, now as long as he is at home, he has to summon a tightrope and grab something casually.

After this skill was activated, Shiraishi felt as if he had three more organs out of thin air.

When I first used them, I was still very rusty - like pinching a pea with chopsticks with a non-dominant hand, my brain knew what to do, but my hand just wouldn't listen.

Now, after Shiraishi's ultra-high-intensity devil training, as well as the little automatic calibration function left of this thing, there is no big problem with the accuracy of his throwing, but the strength is not well controlled.

In addition, it is still influenced by "science", when using a steel wire, it will follow some physical rules - for example, it cannot fly halfway with an air conditioner, nor can it hover in the air like a snake dance, and when flying, there are some requirements for speed.

When he came back to his senses and saw that Butterfly Shinobu was looking at his cuffs with slight curiosity, Shiraishi thought that she was also interested in this new skill, so he lowered his hand.

When he lifted it again, he held a wire claw in his hand, and the rest of the wire hung down his sleeve.

Shiraishi grabbed the claw and made it click twice.

The steel claws consist of three curved hooks, and with the movement of Shiraishi, their brushes tighten, turning from blunt hooks to sharp sharp claws, and with another click, they return to their original shape:

"How about it, it's convenient, I finally don't have to look for scissors everywhere to unpack in the future."

"Hmm......" Butterfly Shinobu nodded, her expression still full of curiosity, "but why do you have to stick it out of your sleeve?" Isn't it easy to snagch and tear through clothes? ”

"It can also be found in the hem of the shirt, the cuff of the trousers, or even the socks...... The main thing is that you need to borrow clothes to cover it, so that it can't be seen by others and appear out of thin air. ”

Shiraishi lowered his head as he spoke, and a wire lasso was thrown out of his back neckline, and quickly fell back into his collar, disappearing into his collar.

"I see." Butterfly ninja held her cheeks and tilted her head slightly to look up at him, "Then if you don't have any clothes, can you still use it?" ”

"......" The steel claw almost cut Shiraishi's hand, and he was speechless for two seconds, "I remember that there is a shop rule that seems to prohibit molesting the boss without permission?" ”

"What are you thinking? This is a matter of rigorous science. Butterfly Shinobu covered her lips with an innocent face, as if surprised:

"When swimming, bathing, and soaking in hot springs, it is easy to be raided, and as long as the enemy's bottom line is low enough, they will even choose this time to attack."

This explanation is quite reasonable, but regarding this problem, Shiraishi had already tried borrowing a video recorder in the shower, and of course, he carefully destroyed all the video materials afterwards-

"As long as it's not seen, which means that when I'm facing you, the wire can come out from behind, and when I'm facing away from you, the wire can come out from the front.

"This kind of situation that can't be covered with clothing, after all, is still a minority, so I am used to throwing a tightrope from the cuff when I practice, which is the most convenient, and I don't have to deliberately observe who is there."

"......" Butterfly Shinobu stuck her shell, she didn't expect Shiraishi to really try......

Seeing that the purple-cut black clerk finally had no other problems, Shiraishi also diverted his attention from this matter, and he took out the class schedule and glanced at it:

"It's finally refreshed, tomorrow is August 29th, the start date of club activities...... So I should go get my bags ready today. ”

According to the schedule given by Ayako Suzuki, the club activities will last for three days.

Although Shiraishi doesn't know if he can spend these three days without incident, and whether he will be sent home by the enthusiastic police on the first day, there is still room for preparation.

Shiraishi finished eating the small cake in two bites, clapped his hands, and prepared to buy a suitable suitcase.

In the past three days, he has not encountered any more tasks that require him to enter the virtual world.

Every day, I just pick up a plastic bag that has been soaked in water on the non-motorized road, or go to the swimming pool to remind the lifeguard to save a person who is almost drowning, or sneak to the roof of the building, fix a certain billboard that is about to be blown away by the wind, and so on.

Although the reward for this kind of task is small, it is better than the frequent occurrence - roughly calculated, Baishi's current income can already overlook the junior social animals of many island countries.

After living in Mihua Town for more than ten days, although the schedule is busy most of the time, Shiraishi still relies on his excellent walking and wandering ability, and has a basic grasp of his living environment.

He quickly found a shopping mall and bought a sturdy suitcase with locks.

At the time of checkout, there was a lottery for every 2,000 yen.

Shiraishi reached into the box and pulled out four tickets.

Two of them were fancy advertisements, and the other two won a bottle of Coke and a book of your choice. It's very much in line with his usual luck in the lottery.

The clerk looked at the lottery ticket, put out a standard smile, and brought a small double-layer bookshelf with a lot of books, and asked Shiraishi to choose one.

When Shiraishi looked at the pink and tender color scheme of this pile of books, he felt that it was not good.

Looking at the title of the book again, it is either a classical masterpiece such as "Manyoshu" that he has no patience to read at all, or "The Housewife's Dilemma" and "He and She in the Quiet Campus...... This target group does not include his novels at first glance.

Shiraishi looked through the two rows of books for a long time, and finally found a book with a title that he could barely accept, "The Cyan Kingdom".

Judging by the name, this should be history, or fiction, or science fiction - in short, it is much more appropriate than those women-oriented literature.

"That's it." Shiraishi pinched the spine of the book and pulled out the heavy one-liner.