Three minutes passed in a flash, and Tsukasa Kurihara didn't look at his watch and affirmed, "There are still ten seconds." ”

Ten seconds.

Anda's heart tightened, and all the conditions in her mind dissipated, leaving only the final answer: "I do." ”

The next second Adachi answered, the moment before the thin line was about to disappear, Tsukasa Kurihara raised his hand and clenched a fist in front of him. The thin thread disappeared from the palm of Tsukasa Kurihara's hand like a fish jumping into water, but in his mind, a small spinning cone-shaped object appeared in the dim space.

Wait a minute.

A dimly lit space???

Sensing that something was wrong, Tsukasa Kurihara focused his attention and suddenly entered the space that only existed in his mind.

The space as a whole is dim, but the light that exists from now does not know where it does not fall into pure darkness. It feels like a museum display case separated by clear glass, and the lights hidden in various corners illuminate the display case, but it is unobtrusive. At least Tsukasa Kurihara didn't find the light source.

Soon his gaze was drawn to the spindle-shaped object in the middle.

The object emits a faint white soft light in the dim environment, floating up and down in the air as if breathing. Tsukasa Kurihara moved a little closer and found that there was a faint red color on the object, which was inexplicably demonic.

He stepped forward, less than half a meter away from the object, when the spinning cone suddenly began to peel off its sharp head. Wisps of thin threads peeling off the spindle floated around the space, and suddenly silence rolled up a storm of thin threads, and finally returned to calm.

The spindle was gone, leaving only the dim space itself, and then a thin line emanated from the palm of Kurihara's hand, trembling and floating from his palm to where the spindle had just been, curling up in a circle.

In the dim space, the thin line that was originally transparent was dyed by the light, and Tsukasa Kurihara noticed that there was a touch of red on the thin line, which was in the middle of the coil. Tsukasa Kurihara was pretty sure that the thin line was Anda's, but he didn't know what the disappearance of the spindle and the curling of the thin line represented.

He thought with a frown.

"Do you need to reconstruct a spindle with this thin thread?" Tsukasa Kurihara muttered to himself, "And what's the use of this spindle?" Why re-form it? Or do I mean that with this thing I am invincible? Or······"

Tsukasa Kurihara thought of another possibility, could it have something to do with him becoming a weirdo.

Tsukasa Kurihara asks a question but no one answers, and suddenly, a great repulsion strikes at him. This force was similar to the pull in Kishijiro's body that he had felt before, except that one was carried by his hands and the other was kicked with his feet. Tsukasa Kurihara only felt a mallet hit on his head, and then woke up to see Anda and Nishijima in front of him.

Anda waited for him to speak.

Tsukasa Kurihara focused his attention from his trance, and finally remembered what he was about to say just now: "Since you are willing to bear the price, then we will definitely do our best to help." But at the beginning of the matter, you have to say something better. To become a member of the Fog House, you need to pay a membership fee of 30,000 yuan per month - West Island, record these things, and record them to facilitate the subsequent information sorting. ”

Listening to Tsukasa Kurihara's tone, it was a very formal occasion at the moment, and it was natural for Nishijima to do some secretarial things. In fact, it is only today that Nishijima really has a real sense of the creation of the fog house, and the most usually is to help Tsukasa Kurihara order takeout.

Neither of them is good at cooking, and in order to save money, Nishijima used to eat cooked food from convenience stores every day, and occasionally made something simple to eat. But since moving to a family in Itabashi Ward, Tsukasa Kurihara orders takeout every day.

Once again, Nishijima helped Kurihara order the sushi he used to eat.

In fact, she doesn't know why some people don't like to eat sashimi when they eat sushi, and it can't have a strong seafood flavor, this sushi restaurant is one of the few stores in the neighborhood that can make livestock materials, I heard that it was opened by the Celestial Empire, and occasionally serves snacks such as chicken feet and duck necks.

She shuddered to think about how anyone could eat something so horrible and without nutritional value. But Kurihara is not tired of this, because he spends too much money and even becomes the VIP of this sushi restaurant, the owner will call him every time a new product is launched, and say in Japanese full of foreign accents: "Kurihara-san, we have launched a duck rack again, my wife brought the sauce from her hometown, and the taste is amazing." ”

"Let's get ten." Tsukasa Kurihara replied.

"Okay."

Soon the space will have a spicy but completely different taste from neon seasoning, and with the strange shape of the food on the plate, Nishijima's expression is complicated.

"Would you like some?" Seeing her staring at Tsukasa Kurihara asked.

"No thanks." Nishijima shook his head.

"Oh." Tsukasa Kurihara began to enjoy it by himself, "That's right, because I have enough points to deliver free seafood sushi five times a month, and the store will make it and deliver it together." Do you want it? If you don't want it, I'll let the store not give it. ”

“·······” Nishijima was silent for two seconds, and nodded after struggling in his heart, "Thank you very much Kurihara-san." ”

Nishijima didn't know why he suddenly remembered this, but the Kurihara Tsukasa who was lying on the sofa and the Kurihara Tsukasa who was now upright looked like two people. And she never thought that the Fog House could do practical things, probably because of the boring whim of Tsukasa Kurihara.

But now the situation is that Anda Natsumi is ready to accept all kinds of requests to become the second member of the Kirigoya, and besides, when did Tsukasa Kurihara think of these treaties?

Although Nishijima has a lot of inner activities, he is very cooperative with Tsukasa Kurihara on the surface, and he tunes his phone to the recording interface, and his appearance of not saying a word is very much in line with the appearance of a tool man secretary - at least in Adachi's opinion, especially since she is still holding a computer and has a more professional demeanor.

Anda was quite relieved, thinking that the fog house he joined should not be the kind of deceitful organization. At least there are offline entities, and she has heard that many of them are online scams. The monthly membership fee is 30,000 yuan, and the price of a piece of her dress is not expensive, even if she is deceived, there is no loss.

The three people present had their own thoughts.

Tsukasa Kurihara, who saw Nishijima's actions, nodded with satisfaction and said from the beginning: "To become a member of Kirigoya, you need to pay a membership fee of 30,000 yuan per month, and at the same time, you will get a special journal of strange stories that we have specially made for our members, a true and reliable booklet about strange stories that we have personally explored and compiled. However, please note that our journals are not on loan, and if we find that this is the case, we can only reluctantly withdraw your membership. ”

"There is an additional charge to solve the problem of strange talks, which are divided into 1 million, 2 million, 5 million and 10 million according to the degree of difficulty." Tsukasa Kurihara continued, "The money you pay will also be invested in the construction of the Kirigoya and increase your membership level, and the high-level members will have other rights. ”

"And what are the rights of a premium member?" Anda asked.

"Sorry, I need to unlock the corresponding level to tell you." Tsukasa Kurihara said with some apologies, "Based on your current experience with Andasan, we estimate this incident to be one million and a deposit of 200,000, which is my bank card number." ”

Tsukasa Kurihara took a pen and paper placed on the coffee table and wrote a string of numbers, because he didn't have to take out the card number and write it against it, much to Andari's surprise.

Tsukasa Kurihara tore off the paper with the card number written and handed it to Anda, and got up: "We will investigate the matter as soon as possible, and there may be places that need Andasan's assistance during the period, I hope you can help us." As for the cost of the survey, we will make a bill and hand it over to you at that time, and we will share this part of the cost 55%. ”

"It's not too early, and I won't send you Andasan." Tsukasa Kurihara turned his head to Nishijima and said, "Nishijima, help deliver Andasan." ”

"Okay."

Nishijima stood on the side of the street in a daze and accompanied Anda and waited for the rental, and the two did not talk.

By the end of the conversation, Anda had regained his glamorous idol appearance, and took out a rustic black-rimmed glasses from his bag to cover up his appearance. Still, she's beautiful.

Anda looked sideways, and Nishijima immediately looked away, and even blushed a little.

Anda smiled and accosted: "Speaking of which, I haven't exchanged greetings with Nishijima-san, I'm Anda Natsumi." ”

"I'm Edari Nishijima." Nishijima replied, unable to help but praise, "It's so beautiful to see Andasan up close. ”

The smile on Anda's face disappeared when he looked down: "Thank you." But you can see the way I was aging just now, Nishijima-san, I'm no different from the public. ”

"How so." Nishijima shook his head, "That's just a strange talk, no matter how you look at Andasan, you are a beauty." ”

"But people get old no matter what, don't they? Even if it's an illusion, it's really what I look like when I'm old. For the past month I've been thinking about what else I have to do but this face, and what else I can do without this face, and after thinking about it, I don't seem to be particularly good at anything. So I've been asking the makeup artist recently for makeup tips, maybe I can become a makeup artist in the future. ”

After a pause, Anda said: "But I am still unwilling, it seems that I have become accustomed to the benefits of appearance." That's why I thought of coming to the fog house. I'm still complaining about why others can't just look at me regardless of my appearance, it's really hypocritical. ”

Nishijima didn't expect Anda to think about these things at a young age, and when he saw Anda's slightly lonely face under the street lamp, he said, "It's not just Andasan you, everyone is like this." Why should you deny yourself because of human nature? ”

Nishijima's words made Anda look at her, and Nishijima didn't shy away from it this time, which allowed Anda to see Nishijima's eyes sparkling in the dark. Adachi inexplicably thought of a shrine maiden she met when she visited the shrine when she was a child, and the elderly shrine maiden comforted her with eyes as bright as Nishijima's.

"Either way, it's a strange story, and you don't have to bother yourself for that reason." Nishijima said, "Even if it's going to age, it's not now. How can the aging of the twentieth generation be the same as the aging of the sixty generations? And Andasan don't worry, don't look at President Kurihara's unobtrusive appearance, in fact, he is surprisingly reliable. ”

"Huh? Is President Kurihara out of tune? Anda wondered, in her mind, Tsukasa Kurihara was a person who could be on a reliable leaderboard.

Nishijima forgot that Anda hadn't seen Tsukasa Kurihara gnaw on chicken feet, shook his head and said, "No." I would like to say that President Kurihara is very powerful. ”

"You can see it." Anda smiled, "You guys can definitely help me solve the problem at the moment." ”

The taxi drove up, and the two stopped talking at the same time, and before getting into the car, Anda said, "I'll go first, see you next time." ”

"Well, see you next time." Nishijima waved his hand.