Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 155 The Man Trapped on Saturday
  Thinking that tomorrow was also Saturday, Fujiwara went to the Cat's Eye Cafe as usual. As expected, he would still look after the store alone in the next life. The two of them had nothing to do and played yesterday's game as before.

With the guidance of Fujiwara Hoshiumi, Ai Afterlife learned the fact that this game had a quest line, so she took Fujiwara's notebook and started playing, completely forgetting that the cafe was also open today.

"So how long will the world continue to play with me?"

Yesterday was Saturday, and today is also Saturday, but the difference is that yesterday was November 11th and today is January 25th.

Although the date was a little messed up, the season was quite right. It was snowing outside, the temperature was still the same, and the weather was still so cold, so Fujiwara could still wear the same clothes as yesterday without even changing his clothes.

Looking at the deserted cafe, Fujiwara felt countless muddy horses rushing through his heart...

The last time I saw Hitomi Kaisei was the day after the billion-yen robbery. I remember that that time, I used a role-playing card to play Masami Hirota.

Watching Ai in the next life playing games, Fujiwara also drank the free coffee and read his published book as if nothing had happened.

It’s also funny to say that Fujiwara has never read any of Keigo Higashino’s books except White Night Walk. Before, he had submitted the manuscript directly with the manuscript redeemed by the system, so if someone asked him who the murderer was, he might be able to tell him. , but he really couldn’t tell what the plot was.

It sounds ridiculous to say that you can't tell the storyline, but it is also the real situation that Fujiwara Hoshiumi is currently facing.

If it was a comic, it would be fine, and he could still turn the pages and read it, but for a pure text novel, it was really difficult for him to endure it.

However, in order to deal with Conan's sharp questions from time to time, Fujiwara forced himself to read.

There was a crackling sound on the keyboard, and after a while, she was heard complaining that the weapon was not easy to use.

"If it doesn't work, just enter the cheat code."

"Cheat code?" Afterlife Ai shook her head in confusion.

After realizing that he didn't seem to show her the note with the cheat codes, Fujiwara immediately took out a note from the storage ring and handed it to her, explaining the uses and benefits of the various cheat codes.

"OK," Afterlife Ai picked up the note, selected a few options that she thought were pretty good, and started typing: "N-U-T-T-E-R-T-O-O-L-S"

After seeing the weapon options that appeared in the upper left corner, she knew it had really worked.

"The more you enter a few times, the more bullets will be added..."

"Oh oh oh, I got it."

After teaching her about the cheat codes, Fujiwara returned to her seat and continued reading. When it was almost noon, Ai called her over again and asked how to fly the remote control helicopter.

As someone who has flown a helicopter in real life, I couldn't accurately control the remote control aircraft in the game. Fujiwara said that he would let me do it.

As the only master in the community who could pass this task, he was very proud and very cool at the time. Whenever others were distressed about not being able to complete this task, he would appear in time and successfully complete the task like a savior. In order to thank himself, the other party usually buys him a bottle of drink or chocolate as a reward.

He was quite proud of this at the time.

After quickly helping her complete the task, Fujiwara received her praise as expected, "That's awesome. How did you do it? Why isn't this thing so easy to control when I play it?"

Practice makes perfect, not to mention that he has a master-level gaming talent rewarded by the system. No matter what game it is, he can play it with ease.

After seeing himself invisibly letting the other party pretend to be sexy again, Ai Sheng was a little curious and asked, "Does practice make perfect? ​​But you don't want to play games every day, do you?"

"No, you are overthinking." Fujiwara stood up after finishing the task and said without raising his head.

"By the way, why do you come to the coffee shop on Saturday?" The curiosity of Ai in the next life is unreasonable. After all, no one comes here on Saturday, and every time she comes alone, and not at other times.

It's so weird.

"Uh uh uh uh..."

Fujiwara had thought about the other party's curiosity before and understood that it was caused by the chaos in the timeline.
  Because the two people have different perceptions of time, they divide the time they encounter into two concepts.

Here, what he faces is many Saturdays in a row.

After today, tomorrow is also Saturday. I don’t know if there is any time period skipped in the middle. But for Fujiwara, this is a momentary process, but when he sees Ai’s dress in the next life, it is similar to what he knew yesterday, so there is a high probability She also thought that the two of them had met in the near future.

So the most critical question is, has his time jumped, or has everyone's perceived time been changed by the world?

"I usually don't have anything else to do, so I will come over when I have time." Seeing Xiao Ai's hesitant look, Fujiwara took advantage of his face and added, "If my behavior causes you confusion, I won't come here in the future. Or just come less often."

The flow of time in her place should be normal, which means she thought Fujiwara would show up at the cafe on time every Saturday.

After hearing Fujiwara's answer, Airi waved his hands in panic, "That's not what I meant, that is,..."

Although this matter did cause confusion for her, it did not mean that she was bored with Fujiwara Hoshimi, so when she heard the other party said that he would not come next Saturday, she wanted to keep him because she didn't mean it.

With Xiao Ai's personality and family background, she doesn't know many people, and even fewer of them can become friends. With her high IQ, she is usually interested in things that others are not interested in. In this case, The person who can predict and talk to her is very valuable in itself.

Although she was not in love with the boy in front of her, she didn't want to lose him who was willing to play games with her and talk about novel and weird things. However, the reason why he came here every time also made her very curious. I want to ask clearly.

"By the way, why do you come here at this time every time?"

At this moment, another option popped up in front of Fujiwara’s eyes.

"One, I came here as soon as I wanted to. Completion reward: Random skill point +1"

"Two, "I'm not in Tokyo usually, so I only come here on Saturdays and Sundays when I have time, so I can take a look here. Completion reward: Storage space quadrupled”

"Three, tell her the truth and tell her the whole story. Completion reward: Dali Pill*%5"

Looking at the three options, Fujiwara felt that choosing three might be considered a fool, so he chose two without hesitation.

So he looked into the eyes of Ai in the next life and sighed, "I'm not in Tokyo usually, so I only come here on Saturdays and Sundays when I have time, so I can take a look here."

After hearing this, I probably understood. It turned out to be because of my sisters. It seemed that I was overthinking it.

"I thought why you don't come here on a regular basis? It turns out that's the case. You work in a magic troupe, right?"

"That's right..."

In fact, he was trapped in the magic of Saturday and couldn't extricate himself...

[Congratulations: the storage space has quadrupled]

(End of this chapter)