The Endless Shuttle

"Miss Urushahara is a high school student?"

"Um……"

Urushihara Ryuhua was a little absent-minded, but he reacted immediately and answered seriously in a slightly flustered tone.

"Yes, it is!"

"Ha, don't be so nervous, just normal chat."

Rope fumbled in the box.

He didn't use any supernormal abilities. If the lottery was cheated, it would be meaningless.

"Miss Urushihara thinks I'm hitting up a conversation?"

"No, I was just shocked..." Ulwara Ryuhua blushed: "My maiden is still in the internship, and she has less experience in receiving guests than her father. If I enroll this year, I will be affiliated with the private Han Cong University. I was born in the first year of the garden."

"Sweet girls high school students... that's great."

He sighed, looking at the expression of Ulwara Liuhua.

Although the walking posture and voice told him the truth, Rope had to confirm it again just in case. In the original work, Urushihara Ryuhua is an out-and-out top pseudonym. It is not impossible to subconsciously regard herself as a girl.

Sure enough, apart from lowering his head, Qiyuan Luhua didn't have any objection to Luo Pei's words.

It is certain that Urushihara Ryuka of Liulin Shrine appeared in front of him as a girl.

At this time, Rope finally took out a piece of tissue paper from the box and pinched it in his hand.

"If you don't mind, can you show it to me?"

"Give you."

Rope didn't look at the bad luck, so he handed it to the witch.

Urushihara Ryuhua took it with both hands and carefully looked at the lottery drawn by Luo Pei. After a while, the girl's eyes were bent into crescent shapes and said happily.

"It's a good luck." Mr. Rope! "

"It sounds great?"

"Well! Very rare, I have never drawn a lottery during the Chinese New Year."

Ukihara Ryuhua turned over the back of the paper and continued to explain to Rope.

"The above said, Mr. Rope, as long as you work hard in the past few years, you will surely be safe, everything will be smooth sailing, and your wishes will come true."

Almost all Kyrgyzstan lotteries are in this way, and they probably use different words.

Seeing the girl's serious look, Rope didn't say anything, just smiled and put away the good luck.

"Thanks for the good words, let me dip into the power of Inari God." He said modestly.

If there is a **** of Inari in this world, let alone sheltering Rope, a god-killing demon who descends to its shrine will be less influential than Susanoo, and the **** of Inari, who is more than one grade less influential than Susano, may wish to have eight legs and run away. .

Suddenly, Rope was like a sloth with a long reflection arc in Zootopia, and the hand that put the lucky sign was in the air.

"...Miss Urushihara, you just said that it is the affiliated school of Hana Cong University, right?"

"Yeah." Qiyuan Liuhua tilted her head strangely.

Rope rubbed his eyebrows like a headache, and asked again.

"One more question, Miss Urushihara is not interested in art? For example, painting, plaster statues and the like."

"I haven't touched plaster statues...it's painting. If I have the opportunity, I hope I can study it in high school. Classmates who were good before, girls will learn something about art..."

Urushihara Ryuhua answered seriously. Although it seems that she has no opinion and blind obedience, it is undoubtedly her inner thoughts.

When she finished speaking, the witch was shocked to find that the black-haired young man had actually stood up and walked straight in front of her, reaching a position that was quite rude and dangerous for strangers.

"...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?!"

Suddenly, the association ability that fits her grade went online, and the black-haired youth clearly expressed the affection for her, Ulwara Ryuhua thought of a lot of bad things...

The sturdy hands of the black-haired young man were placed on the girl's shoulders. The witch wanted to call for help, but she could only let out a small cry of inexplicable meaning in her cowardice, and closed her eyes.

"Alas……"

"Miss Urushihara, I will help you." Rope said. "Although the meeting time is not long, it is undoubtedly a great regret that a girl like you died accidentally."

"……what?"

Unlike what Qiyuan Ryuhua had imagined, the black-haired young man said something inexplicable, even something that felt like the second grade.

"That..." The witch rubbed her fingers embarrassedly: "Mr. Rope... we just met for less than an hour..."

"Uh……"

Rope retracted his hand awkwardly.

He finally realized how inappropriate his current behavior was.

If the man of Gundam, the weak witch, is seen by Uruka's father, the kindly shrine Gongjibao is not allowed to use a stick to teach this man who seems to be violent to his daughter.

"Sorry for misunderstanding. I just want to say that in the art department of that school or other classrooms with plaster statues, there are some very bad "things"..."

On the day of going to the branch of the SCP Foundation, Rope met many monsters of the same nature as Tomie Kawakami on the streets of Tokyo.

Some of them are friendly, some are harmless and lurking, and some are full of hatred for human beings, eager for the blood of the next innocent in the shadows.

On that day, I looked at him from the window of the school building and then retreated timidly. The plaster statues with human heads stuck to them were the last type.

The name of that school is "Hua Qian Cong".

It is conceivable that if Qiyuan Luhua joined the classroom after school with the mood of learning painting, waiting for her would be the most terrible nightmare.

"This, is this so."

Urushihara Ryuhua nodded in confusion, that was not understanding at all, it was more like subconsciously making appropriate actions.

Obviously, the girl couldn't understand Rope's words.

I didn't want to be an exorcist, but I ended up becoming an exorcist under various circumstances. It was really ironic. He became more and more like a "savior"...Lopee shook his head helplessly.

"Mr. Rope."

The girl panicked and stood up and saluted.