Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Wingate sank for a while, then his eyes lit up and he said excitedly.

"I figured out a way! Now that we've decided to hide SCP-294 and SCP-914, it doesn't seem to be a problem to add another SCP-173? You just need to take that "lady" with you and be by your side Isn't everything safe? "

One sheep is also driven, and two sheep are also driven.As the saying goes, there are more lice than itching. Wingate, who had just finished the work of deceiving the SCP Foundation, immediately broke through his lower limit and made an unscrupulous proposal.

This kind of person turned out to be the top of the SCP Foundation...

Rope couldn't help but observe a second of silence for the group of O5 Council members.

However, this is indeed a good idea.It just so happens that he is doing monster rule over there in Japan, and the tameness and power that SCP-173 currently exhibits, if used well, will make a very good subordinate.

Of course, Rope will never admit to being obsessed with appearance issues.

"If you're not afraid, of course I'll be fine."

Rope said, and stood up from his chair.

"Stay one more day, I will leave the day after tomorrow at the latest, and I will take Hong Lixi with me. As long as you send 294 and 914, I will start work immediately, and you can safely wait for my high news."

"One more request, Mr. Rope."

"Say."

"After everything is successful, I hope that you will let me rest in peace. You said that I would be killed by the sacrifice of death, so you will definitely be able to kill me at that time, right?"

Wingate laughed.

"After living so long, it's time for me to see my wife and son after letting go of the responsibility and pain."

"..."

Rope's movements stopped for a moment.

Then, he said indifferently.

"My ears are not very good recently. I can't hear what you said just now, sorry."

After speaking, the black-haired youth left without looking back.

There was only Wingate left in the office, and it took a long time for the old man to let out a rather helpless sigh.

Chapter [-]: There is a Wife at Home and an Assistant Outside

As Rope said, he couldn't stay in the Asian branch of the SCP Foundation for the rest of his life. When things were done, he would naturally have to go back to Tokyo when he was satisfied.

The research institute was properly arranged, and the transfer of Makase Kurisu, a symbol that was bigger than reality, was officially issued, and the rest was naturally the efforts of two people.

——Rope is for the coronation of the "demi-god", and Makase Kurisu is for the time machine.

"Tokyo...I haven't come back for a long time."

With the sea breeze blowing, standing on the SCP Foundation, or Wingate's private luxury yacht, the girl put one hand on her brown-red hair that was ruffled by the wind, and looked at the coastline that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

Japan, Tokyo.

This is the hometown where she was born. Before going to the United States, Makase Kurisu spent a fairly happy childhood here.

Being praised by everyone as a child prodigy, a mother's tenderness, a loving and great father... Until the end, the family gradually became fragmented because of the time machine.

Recalling the unhappy memories, the girl's face was a little depressed.

"Near-nostalgia" refers to her current state of mind.

"The weather hasn't reached spring yet, and the sea breeze is blowing too much, but you will catch a cold, Hong Lixi."

"Mr. Rope..."

Turning his head, a handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes walked out of the cabin.

Even from Makase Kurisu's critical eyes, this is a perfect person.

Handsome, rich, in a high position, and more importantly, there is a sense of mystery brought about by his inhuman vague identity. Ordinary girls will be captured immediately even if they get along a little bit, right?

However, if only I wasn't so obsessed with the time machine... A certain religious fanatic who believes in the destruction of the world or something...

Makase Kurisu secretly regretted in her heart.

But these are not things that she needs to worry about. Makase Kurisu feels that no matter what the starting point of the black-haired youth is, she promises to do her best when she promises, at least she deserves the high salary.Besides, she didn't have the right to refuse high-level officials when she boarded the SCP Foundation's thief ship.

Unless the girl is tired of living and wants a cold execution bullet, these are clearly written in the agreement.

"You... uh."

The words of greeting came to his lips, but they were abruptly held back.

Makase Kurisu saw what was in Rope's hand.

A chain that shines with cold light is connected to a smaller girl with brown hair.The brown-haired girl was wearing white long-sleeved trousers like a prisoner.The two standing together look like slaves and slave owners in the Middle Ages.

Returning to her senses, Makase Kurisu covered her slightly aching forehead.

"It's SCP-173..."

Regarding the information about this SCP project, Kevin still opened the door of convenience and gave it to his assistant under the arrangement of Rope.

Makase Kurisu breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and said.

"You are so scary. If I hadn't known the identity of this young lady, I would have thought I had entered some serious GalGa..."