The Endless Shuttle

Two days ago, when the Liulin Shrine acquired IBM-5100, Luo Pei had witnessed something unusual. Perhaps the so-called "abnormalities" have been countless since they descended into this world, but the old lady of Akihabara landlord, the grandfather of Akihabaru Miho, and what the old man showed still made Luo Pei frown.

——Endless swirling vortex.

Compressing all of a person's abstraction is like the realization of the term "distortion," which is hateful and disgusting, disgusting, and has a great sense of power.

If Rope didn't guess wrong, then the real situation of the old man is likely to be Ito Junji's "Vortex".

Even Kawakami Tomie and other monsters ran out, plus SCP Foundation containment items, if the "vortex" descends, it is really not surprising.

It is a magnificent and unidentified phenomenon that no monster can match, and it is an infectious curse that distorts mankind crazily.

In terms of the evaluation level of the SCP Foundation, 200% of the "Vortex Curse" must be added to the "Keter" level. In the original work, it infected a small town with a population of about 6,000 only with the power of a semi-mature period, and dragged its people into the most terrifying hell.

If such a curse erupts in Tokyo, then Ropey's next trial step with a steady budget and a good budget will be dumb. This is definitely not what he wants.

The true enemy is extremely powerful, the coronation of the demigod is still in progress, and if something goes wrong, it is killing Rope!

So now, the black-haired young man had the same plan as in the previous shrine, and was going to use the moonlight to "visit" Akiba's house—to be precise, to visit Akiha Rumiho's grandfather.

He wants to stop the spread of the "Vortex Curse" and completely eradicate it.

"Ahhh... I feel more and more a savior. Just now, my fellow occultists in the stinky ditch of the multiverse, I shame your unwavering evil camp..."

Complaining meaninglessly, Rope stopped in front of the high-end apartment next to Akihabara UPX.

Quite a top-level residential area, even in Tokyo, a place with a lot of money, it is undoubtedly the top resident, with more than twice as many 24-hour security personnel than other places, in order to ensure the safety of distinguished residents.

The home of Akihabara's landlord, Akiha Rumiho is located on the top floor of this building.

Looking up, in the sight of the Eye of True Sight, the sky of this luxurious apartment has a slight distortion, just like something brewing before it was born.

That's right, right here.

A breeze flew to Rope's feet, and just as he was about to walk on the wind, there was a sudden burst of louder and clearer shouts in front of the alley opposite the apartment building.

Rope glanced over.

"Everyone going from north to south will come and see, Anzhiju is about to start..."

"Walk by, don't miss it, the time for Anzhiju is up..."

Without being obscured by the darkness, Rope clearly saw the scene of the alley on the opposite side.

It was a man with a smiley face mask, wearing old brown clothes that were out of line with the times, like a craftsman in the 80s, pushing a car with a small wooden box in his hand, and the front of the box was facing Luo Pei, with three **** Chinese characters written on it.

-"Dark Zhiju".

In front of the masked man, there were also several low stools, one of which was sitting with a tight female who wrapped herself in black.

"Dear guest, Anzhiju will definitely not disappoint you. But come and see?"

The masked man took off his hat and said respectfully with a weird and soft voice.

Obviously across the street, the male voice clearly passed into Rope's ears.

Is there any other monster before "Uzumaki", or is this also the work of "Uzumaki"?

……interesting.

Luo Pei dissipated the breeze and walked straight to the smiling masked man.

Walking in, the black-haired youth realized that the person sitting in that chair was also an acquaintance. On the day of going to the SCP Foundation, the black masked monster who clearly expressed kindness to him, but for some reason, today it is shown in a female appearance.

After swiping his eyes, Luo Pei turned his gaze to the smiling masked man when he saw that he had no intention of getting up and saying hello.

"I guess you are not here to trouble me, are you?"

"No, no, how dare..."

The masked man bowed and saluted like panic, but his tone did not change at all.

"As you can see, I'm just a busker who walks the streets and alleys. To cause trouble to the distinguished guests, this is a desperate act of smashing their jobs."

While talking about it, he opened the small wooden box on the trolley and took out the portable picture album that almost every art student had.

"The unprecedented maelstrom is calling for us. I happen to be distressed by the inspiration for the next drama, and I immediately rushed here from Osaka. It turns out that my instinct is very good. There is a presence like you, and it is unparalleled. The Maelstrom, this time I will be able to draw the best story..."

The spirit of the masked man was obviously not normal. While saying this, he sat cross-legged and took out his paintbrush and started painting.

After a while, he seemed to realize something, and his hand stopped.

"Uh... I'm sorry, dear guest, I don't seem to have your permission yet... So, can you give me the honor of recording it for the inspiration of this drama? Don't worry, I will pay you. ...A lot, a lot of rewards."

A monster "craftsman" who stopped his own goal in the middle of the night to create a drama?

Rope felt a sense of absurdity. He thought the battle was about to begin now.

Since it is not the curse of the whirlpool, nor the enemy, then he doesn't bother to continue wasting time with monsters here.

Luo Pei dismissed the secret technique he had prepared in his palm and waved his hand boredly.

"You have to see no one stopping you, why do you need my approval?"

"Oh, this can't be done, this can't be done." The masked man shook his head quickly: "How can I say that I am also a little author. I can't steal other people's stories... what do you mean?"

"Sure enough, I still can't understand the "you" way of thinking. What if monsters parasitize in human society make oneself look like a person? At least the conversation will be simpler and easier to understand. "Rope frowned.

"I'm sorry that my way of speaking bothers you. But... Isn't the human being in our eyes a monster? Please understand my excessive "purity". "

The masked man's voice was a bit of a smile.

"If you say that, I will take it as your permission?"

"Casual."

Rope turned around, not staying, and continued to walk towards the upscale apartment of UPX.

"It depends on your politeness. If you want to paint or sing as you please. But if I dare to hinder my actions, I will tear your head off your neck, and I won't waste too much time."

"The king who is often angry" is really scary...hehehehe. "

Behind him, there was a creepy laughter, followed by the sound of rustling, rubbing the tip of the pen against the paper.

But this has nothing to do with Rope.

He has only one goal now.

That is the "Vortex Curse" that can destroy Tokyo.