Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

When I was in the hospital, there was an autistic person in the room next to me. It was said that when he went to school, he simply refused to talk to his teachers and classmates.

Since entering the hospital, he has been unwilling to talk to anyone and has a bad temper.

As a result, one day when everyone had free time and gathered together to talk about the anime, he suddenly interrupted the topic and denounced Touma and Sa for being bad people and doing good things. He and another member of Yukina's party, Shirayuki's family, cursed each other for half an hour. Then he could communicate normally with everyone, and once he talked about a topic of interest, he would talk nonstop.

He was eventually successfully discharged from the autism ward and transferred to treatment for bipolar disorder.

Pochi-chan looked around and walked into the Kerry house with some trepidation.

"Um...um, I've prepared a lot of things during this period, and I hope to show them to you!"

Pochi-chan said as she opened her bag.

A lot of unsafe things were shaken out.

Because something fell to the ground, she squatted down in a panic to pick it up.

"This... this is a grenade that can fire liquid. I... I bought some toy grenades online that explode colored paint from foreign countries and studied the principles behind them. I also tried making one based on Japanese glass grenades and pottery grenades. It can hold a certain amount of liquid, but... it's a little inconvenient to carry, and it doesn't shatter as much...

The gunpowder I can buy is also limited and not very powerful. Recently, because of what happened in early July, I... I don't dare to buy so much stuff anymore."

In fact, Goto Ichiri was quite proud of the results of his hard work over half a summer vacation.

But when I really took it out, I felt a little embarrassed.

"Oh right... and bullets. I'm short on materials, but I've roughly figured out the principle. Unfortunately, I don't have machine tools or welding skills... If I need to inject liquid, I can only make projectile-type bullets right now, like... the kind used against the former Prime Minister."

Xiangzi looked at the things Goto Ichiri was holding in a daze.

No, it turns out that a high school student can really make this thing?

"That...that..."

Seeing that Chris and Xiangzi were looking at him, Goto Ichiri felt even more embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly.

"I'm so sorry, it's my fault! I'm so sorry!"

Pochi-chan was about to get up from her seat, but Xiangzi went over and helped her up.

"No, you've done a great job. This explosive grenade can also help us. It's us who didn't consider the issue of raw materials and made things difficult for you."

In fact, it was Kerry who said that there was nothing wrong with letting a high school student develop weapons, but Xiangzi used words to show that she and Kerry were in cahoots.

In Japanese, there is a clear distinction between one’s own people, and there is even “we” for one’s own people and “us” for oneself and outsiders.

However, this may also be the reason why bullying and clique culture are so prevalent in Japan.

"Really...really?"

"Really? Goto-kun is already very impressive."

As Xiangzi spoke, he was about to reach out and touch Goto Ichiri's head.

Kerry was speechless as he looked at Pochi-chan, who had already started to smile foolishly after Xiangzi's two words of praise.

Xiangzi seems to have a special way of dealing with these children with personality problems.

But at this time, Kerry noticed that there were other things scattered besides weapons.

"This is?"

Kerry picked up a few tickets from the ground.

Goto Ichiri, who originally looked like he was about to fly, became excited like a cat with its tail stepped on when he noticed that Chris had picked up something. He rushed to Chris in small steps, but did not dare to reach out to grab it. He could only shake his eyes helplessly.

"This...this! These are tickets to my band's live show. I...I was planning on selling them to my classmates later!"

Goto Ichiri lied. It was summer vacation now and she had no way to see her classmates. She even thought of using the money from her slush fund to buy tickets herself and then giving them to passers-by for free.

But she didn't even have the courage to go out on the street. If she hadn't been arrested by Ijichi Hongka on the day when Chris and the others went to find Yoshida Saki, she wouldn't even want to leave her warm little home except to go to school.

After all, although it was more than half a year ago that the incident with the corpse ghost happened, the wound left in my heart at that time has not healed.

As a venue for band performances, Live House is not very friendly to start-up bands.

If you want to hold a performance, you must be responsible for selling a certain number of tickets. If you can't sell them, the band will have to pay for the tickets themselves.

Often, bands that form a band on impulse can only rely on family and friends to sell the tickets, or even have to bear part of the cost themselves. In the end, the audience on stage is full of acquaintances, and they just use the venue. They rehearse spontaneously and buy tickets for LiveHouse, and there are only one or two passers-by in the audience.

"Oh! So Goto-san is in a band?"

When Xiangzi heard the band, he felt happy.

"Let's buy four tickets to show our support! We have some free time soon anyway."

Xiangzi looked at the ticket value, then took out his wallet and started taking out money.

"Um... How can I let you pay? I can do it! I can do it myself!"

As a result, by this time, Xiangzi had already stuffed the money into her bag.

"Oh, it's almost dinner time, Goto-kun, do you want to..."

Before Xiangzi could finish his words, Goto Ichiri picked up his guitar bag and left a few props for Chris and the others.

"Thank you very much for your purchase! I will definitely try my best!"

Then he opened the door and ran away.

Seeing Tang suddenly paying tribute to the legendary British deserter, Bandoli's second-class guitarist and first-class steel plate player Goto Ichiri, Xiangzi stretched out his hand, and then felt a little strange.

"What's wrong with this child?"

Kerry discovered that Xiangzi seemed to have the same habit of speaking as Rozen Maiden Zhenhong, and liked to call his peers "that kid" when he had nothing to do.

Moreover, he treats people he doesn't know well as if he is running a business, very gentle. He is not as comfortable as when he is with a group of people, nor as awkward as when he is with old acquaintances like Nagasaki Motoyo.

Speaking of which, there is another very famous former prime minister who once placed a Rozen Maiden figurine on his desk. However, I don’t know what he placed there in this world.

Chris looked down at the ticket in his hand for STARRY's performance in Shimokitazawa on July 7 and shook his head. It would be nice to go and see it if he was interested. Anyway, he had decided to stay in Tokyo during this period.

As for Xiangzi's character, Kerry didn't say anything. Just like the suggestion made by Kirito, instead of buying food and medicine to donate to poor areas, Kerry would actually be more inclined to save those who are desperate because of the high medical expenses of their relatives, and the elderly who are in their seventies and eighties and have no pension and are still working hard for their children.

Everyone has their own path to take, and as long as their mistakes don't affect anything, there is no need to control them to make their thoughts consistent with yours.

Then Kerry looked at the glass grenades left by Goto Ichiri that looked like big light bulbs, and thought they were interesting. He decided to inject his own blood into them later and give a few to each person.

285

Chapter 285: Tokyo, where all the wise men gather.

After Pochi-chan left, Chris changed his clothes and prepared to go shopping with Xiangzi.

What he saw was Kazuma sleeping at the table with the magic notebook next to him.

Kazuma doesn't have any combat anxiety at all. Kerry knows very well that he works so hard just because he told him that guess.

Are you actually going to burn yourself out and learn magic just for me? Kazuma... you...

Chris looked at Kazuma, who was sleeping under the cold air conditioner and might have caught a cold, and quickly took off his coat and walked over to Kazuma.

Then I turned the air conditioner down two degrees.

Anyway, if the virus can invade the body of an undead and cause Kazuma to catch a cold, then it's just a suicide, hehe! If you like the air conditioning, you can use it as much as you want. I'm going out to bask in the sun.

After putting down his coat upstairs and changing into some cooler summer clothes, Kerry went downstairs and called Xiangzi to go outside together.

Under the scorching sun, the two men moved some props from the car into the house to make room.

After the car air conditioner completely lowered the temperature inside the car, the two got in the car and headed towards Arakawa District.

……

Under the Arakawa Bridge.

You can see vehicles coming and going and the gods who live here even in the summer.

"Village chief, I'm here to bring you vegetables again."

A short-haired girl brought a basin of fruits and vegetables to Kappa, but Kappa had already seen the familiar van.

So I talked to the girl next to me.

"Pull, go over there first. Some bad guys have come to the river."

"Ahh! Bad guy? That's..."

"Don't ask too many questions!"

Kappa's face looked very serious.

"I...I know."

The girl ran away.

Pushing open the car door, Xiangzi looked at the sparkling river. This was her first time here during the day.

She had never been deep into the riverbank before.

The unique smell of water and soil in summer rushes into the nose, with a hint of fragrance.

Xiangzi frowned and looked towards the source of the fragrance. A blonde girl in sportswear was fishing with a fishing rod.

"That's a Venusian, a neutral and friendly creature. Don't worry about their food reserves."

Kerry explained to Xiangzi next to him.

"Ahh! Are there aliens on Venus?"

Xiangzi looked shocked.

Kerry didn't know why Xiangzi was so shocked at this point, even though he had seen so many ghosts and gods.

"Hey! Long time no see!"

The village chief's expression changed immediately, and he waved to the two of them happily.

Kerry glanced at the other party's leather case, which had been peeling due to the hot weather, and briefly explained his purpose.

"We're running out of bullets again."

"I see. I thought someone finally remembered and promised to help me with something! Or maybe they came to talk to me about what happened recently?

But after all, you are a big shot now, and the Japanese high-ranking officials all know you, so it doesn’t matter whether an old kappa like me is around or not.”

As he spoke, the village chief pretended to be in tears and wiped his eyes.

"Ugh?"

Xiangzi is a serious person and no one knows what he is up to.

Kerry did join in the conversation.

"Yes, there are many people willing to provide us with weapons. Bring them over quickly."

"Ah! Yes! Yes! It's me who can't get along with you, Danzo-sama. If you talk like that, it would be better if you didn't come. It would make me look unreasonable.

It is the vengeful spirit in this river of mine. I don’t know when it will break the seal and come out to take my life.”

Kappa still looked aggrieved.

"Where is the vengeful spirit?"

Kerry then remembered that Kappa did come to help them in the first place because of the vengeful spirit.

"The vengeful spirit hasn't come out yet."

The village chief swayed his body awkwardly while speaking.

"When will you come out?"

Kerry asked again.

"I do not know."

The village chief spread his hands.

"If you let me waste time in the sun again, I'll just have the kids and their dogs go upstream in your river."

Kerry's words made the village chief, who spent all day in the river, change his expression drastically.

"Hey, hey! It's just a joke and you're so angry. Come on, come on!"

Kappa led the two of them inside.

While Kerry and the other man were purchasing goods, in another place, two people were discussing their matters.