Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Suddenly, the girl realized that she seemed to have exposed something, and quickly covered her mouth.

She has been with "@ch" all the year round, and all kinds of memes and knowledge of the house have reached the level of proficient and handy.But obviously it's not something to brag about, especially with your boss at work.

Luo Pei smiled and didn't care much, but filled in the words she didn't say for Makase Kurisu.

"Is it GalGame? Ha, I have the honor to be chosen by Hong Lixi as the hero of GalGame, so you must be my appointed heroine?"

In an instant, Makase Kurisu was like Columbus who discovered the New World, his beautiful eyes widened.

"Oh!? Do you know this too?!"

"Um... For example, my knowledge level is almost the level of "I was kissed by someone I don't like, I need to wash my mouth with muddy water in time", right? "

After finishing speaking, the black-haired youth was worried that it was a bit obscure. After all, few girls like the hard-line JOJO's Bizarre Adventure, and he doesn't know if there is JOJO in this world.

It turns out that Rope was overthinking it.

"JOJO!"

Makase Kurisu's eyes brightened, and in one sentence, he revealed the source of Rope's meme.

Is there anything more pleasing than a handsome and mysterious boss who is like a nobleman?Just like in the comics.

The girl's expression changed slightly, and she was often surrounded by her at that time, and the aura that was somewhat estranged due to work became closer to Rope.

- Good thing.

"We have time to discuss this."

Rope said with a smile.

At this time, 173, who had been pretending to be deaf, spoke up.

"Would you like to look at me?"

"Huh?" Makase Kurisu looked around and pointed at herself.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Look at me." 173 continued.

"Well... well, I'm looking at you."

It seems that the appearance has weakened Makase Kurisu's defense. She forgot the blood-stained test data for a while, and regarded SCP-173 as an abnormality that was as gentle to humans as Rope.

The girl squatted down, hugged her knees with her hands, and looked at 173 with a smile. "Are you satisfied?"

She added: "Mr. Rope, is it necessary for such a little girl to wear that terrible chain? 173 is so cute..."

For a moment, Makase Kurisu subconsciously looked at Rope's face.

Losing her "gaze", the brown-haired girl's pupils shrunk into pinpoint shapes.

Evil has moved.

"what!"

A gust of wind blew, and Kurisu Makase, who was squatting, was knocked down and sat on the ground.

The black-haired youth had a serious face, his right hand tightly squeezed SCP-173's arm, and his left hand pulled the chain around her neck and dragged it backwards.

Click.

There is an agonizing sound of bones breaking, and SCP-173's outstretched hand is broken.

The tea-haired girl seemed to have no feeling, and silently returned to her previous state of serenity, and her broken arm was also returning to its original state.

"she……"

Makase Kurisu opened her mouth blankly, and the feeling that a scythe of death just rubbed her throat made the girl terrified. …

"Don't let your guard down too much, Hong Lixi, she is an SCP containment after all, remember her experiment report, I haven't been able to completely tame her yet."

Ropey loosened the chains and snapped his fingers.

From the opened main door of the yacht, countless grass-green vines quickly extended out, locking SCP-173 and pulling her back to the cage where she was transferred to the yacht.

After doing this, Ropey reached out to the girl on the ground.

"Are you okay?"

"Um……"

Makase Kurisu took Rope's hand.

"She just...was trying to break my neck?"

It was only at this moment that Makase Kurisu came back to his senses, and SCP-173's killing methods and motives were clearly recalled together.

"You should be thankful that the chain around her neck restrains her space jumping ability, otherwise I won't have time."

Rope shrugged.

"However, as long as Hongli lives by my side, I won't let anyone hurt you. Everything is under my control, so you can rest assured."

"..."

If it weren't for Mr. Rope... Makase Kurisu didn't dare to think about it, because when he thought about it, the appearance of his corpse with a broken neck would appear in his mind.