After returning to the apartment, Ikawa Cheng hung his coat on the coat rack in the entrance, and then poured it down on the sofa after turning over and lying sideways.

Lop Rabbit Raising Game, Launch!

Richard has long been able to turn a blind eye to the great contrast between Ikawa Chung's image when he is away from home and at home.

After turning on the central air conditioner and adjusting it to a comfortable temperature, he also consciously returned to his room to write a report - it was already a great achievement to make the other party willing to go out, and it was whimsical to ask him to write a few pages of tedious reports according to the format rules.

And Ikawa Cheng waited for a short time for the game to load, while thinking about Mustard's itinerary today.

At present, his rabbit cub is still in the young rabbit stage, if he goes directly to fight other bosses, in case the difficulty of the strategy is incremental, it may be easy to beat it later...... Well, it's just a bunch of animals, and at most they hold all kinds of hot weapons that he's been the son of the leader of Mafia for a long time—

He was like, how strong could those bosses be?

It's impossible for the tech tree of these animals to be at the lightsaber or Gundam level, right?

"Anyway, let's check the satiety of the mustard rabbit first...... Well, 48%. "Very good, a good rabbit who has obediently finished breakfast.

"The word of water...... How is 10 bottles not missing? Don't drink water? ”

Yi Chuancheng counted the mineral water bottle back and forth twice, and after finding that there was no bottle missing, he was instantly alert.

Eating without drinking water? How can this be?

- Ryunosuke Akutagawa was sitting at the table when he suddenly noticed that the row of mineral water seemed to be plucked by his fingers, swaying back and forth slightly and colliding twice in a room without any breeze.

"............" had so much experience over the past few days that he understood almost instantly what [the monster] was thinking," I drank and took it from the tap. ”

Silence will only be regarded as resistance, and the other party will not give him the right to refuse at all, and will even punish him.

In order to avoid such coercive behavior as much as possible, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who survived in Bowl Street and only learned the lesson of [doubting everything], has never been so completely open about his thoughts as he is now, "Clean water is precious, and it can be exchanged for other critical supplies, and it cannot be wasted." ”

As a very rare hut with access to water and electricity, the water flowing from the faucet has indeed been purified to a certain extent; But the old pipes, the filthy water, and the deliberately low cost of the waterworks make it not only look a little dull and cloudy, but also have an indescribable strange smell to drink.

- But Ryunosuke Akutagawa accepted it well.

Compared to rushing to drink the sewage from the mud pit to survive, this level of strange smell can even be ignored when swallowed.

As for those clear and sweet bottled mineral waters, whether they were left for silver or exchanged for other precious values, they were a better choice than being drunk by him.

It's a pity that after listening to the explanation, Ikawa Cheng simply rejected the calculation, and dragged a bottle of mineral water with his fingers, and put it in front of his eyes.

Perhaps you are a rabbit cub who once lived a hard life of hunger and a full meal, and was forced to be precocious in thought; But I'm sorry, but you don't have to worry about anything else in my case, except for eating, drinking, and trying to raise yourself for nothing.

Ikawa also found out the five lollipops he bought last time - the mustard rabbit was still reluctant to eat it, and hid it on the top of the wardrobe in the bedroom - and also swung it in front of the white velvet rabbit dumplings.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who immediately received the other party's threat: .........

As a rule of thumb, if he hesitated for a few more seconds, the bottle of water would have been poured straight into his mouth. And lollipops too.

In front of the oppressive feeling of being forcibly poured by the [monster], Ryunosuke Akutagawa chose to take the initiative to unscrew the cap of the bottle and drank part of it; He reached out and opened a lollipop wrapper, and put the sweet orange-flavored candy in his mouth—

The head was stroked a few times, and [it] looked very satisfied.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was holding a candy stick, finally breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head, and continued to look at the paper in front of him.

It is said to be paper, but it is actually wrapping paper left over after eating sandwiches in the past few days.

Although there are some floral patterns printed on it, the color is quite light, and there will be no problem of not being able to see the handwriting clearly after the pen is put down; The pencil had also been found from the garbage mountain before, and only a small half was left, and after he carefully cut out the lead core with a cloth that turned into a knife blade, he could write something on the paper.

Four years ago, before he lived in the slums, he had learned to read and write the language, and he would not have become illiterate.

But pen and paper are more expensive than ordinary food, and the ten-year-old simply can't get the right to fight for them.

And the sandwich provided by [Monster], the wrapping paper that was removed was not only complete, but also about 20 centimeters long when spread out, and it was an excellent text carrier - he could try to pick up the words that had been a little blurry again.

At first, the handwriting was a little jerky, even the strokes were crooked, full of hesitation that even I was not sure of the structure of the font; And with the passage of time, the strokes of his hands gradually become smooth and neat, which is the degree that Ikawa Cheng, who has always been watching, has to praise.

[Mustard rabbit is concentrating on practicing writing.] 】

Although I don't understand how to hold a pen in the rabbit's paws, as long as I think that even a mouse can hold a machine gun at that end, then it doesn't seem to be unusual for a mustard rabbit to be able to write.

It's a pity that the cartoon style of this picture is a bit cute, so that he can't see what Mustard is writing, and the pop-up message is not so detailed...... It's a shame that I can't interact with that piece of paper even if I click on it.

But even just watching Bai Tuanzi writing there is very cute, and he doesn't mind Mustard Rabbit writing for a longer time at all.

Since there is no need to operate, Ikawa Chung, who is holding his head with one hand and leaning lazily on the sofa without any image, only holding the game console and looking at the screen, finds that the rabbit cub seems to have stopped writing...... Looks like you're still holding up the paper?

It was as if it were, because from his vantage point, he could only see a fluffy rabbit struggling to brace itself, and his eyes were inexplicably a little resolute—and the cartoonish paper stood up on its chest, and its claws pinched a corner.

Ah, that's so cute. The plush control tank is empty.

Yi Chuancheng rubbed the rabbit dumplings on the screen with his fingertips, and chose [stroking] again, successfully making the mustard rabbit lose its center of gravity after being touched, and planted it forward before standing firm again.

“……！” Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who lifted the paper to show [the monster], didn't expect to be touched on the head by [it], and the heavier force than before made him not maintain his center of gravity, so he could only let go of the hand holding the paper and help the table to stand firm.

But nothing else.

Even if Ryunosuke Akutagawa spread the paper full of fifty syllables in his hand on the table and pressed it with a lollipop, the other party did not react.

Could it be...

- he came up with a puzzled conjecture.

[Monster] can't read Japanese?