Reborn Tokyo, open the wrong plug-in

Chapter 545
University, Suimei Kirisaki's office.

Mamiya Youxiang, who had just finished using the toilet, slipped to her seat and sat down.

Misaki Suimei, who was busy typing on the keyboard, suddenly put down his work, and suddenly turned his head to look at Mamiya Yuka: "Mamiya!"

"Yes!" Mamiya Youxiang was called out, and immediately raised her spirits to respond.

"I'm investigating a new strange story."

"Unbelievable?"

Yuka Mamiya got up, walked to Suimei Kirisaki, and found a photo on his computer screen. In the photo was a man in a white coat with messy hair. Although he looked handsome, he had a strong sense of decadence. Uncle.

"What kind of strange talk is this?" Yuka Mamiya was puzzled, and turned to look at Teacher Kirisaki's bright Mediterranean forehead.

From those eyes under Kirisaki-sensei's thick eyebrows, Mamiya Yuka had a hard time concentrating.

"Ape Dream!"

"Ape dream!" Mamiya Youxiang suddenly became interested: "It means continuous dreams like TV dramas, right? Some people's dreams even have unreasonable loops!"

She has investigated related urban ghost stories, and also consulted a psychiatrist specifically, but doctors generally don't think it is urban ghost stories.

Dreams are the subconscious mind of the human brain. If I watch a lot of stockings today, I might dream of a black-legged centipede at night.

Seeing female students with ponytails in the daytime may dream of driving a walking tractor at night.

No matter how outrageous the dream, it must have something to do with reality.

"Ok!"

Mr. Kirizaki nodded, and said with a dull and expressionless face: "I'm surprised, I always thought it was just a meaningless little story."

"Mr. Kirisaki, do you keep dreaming about this person?" Yuka Mamiya immediately understood what her teacher meant.

"That's right, the other party keeps appearing in my dreams, confusing my brain"

Mr. Kirizaki raised his hand and patted his shiny forehead, but it was hard to see much trouble in his weird big eyes.

"Maybe we should investigate carefully, teacher, do you want to see a psychiatrist?"

"This is a very suitable topic for research." Mr. Kirizaki shook his head: "Mamiya, if you see this person next, you must pay attention, maybe you also fell into the same ape dream as me!"

"Yeah!" Mamiya Youxiang nodded.

People need to rest and sleep, but their dreams are uncontrollable. If you really fall into the urban ghost talk of "ape dream", you will never be able to distinguish between reality and fantasy, and your life will definitely become a mess.

"I……"

"Gamiya! Gamiya!"

Someone around her was pushing her, Mamiya Youxiang opened her eyes in a daze.

She found herself lying on the desk in the office, her arms were numb from the pressure, and the side of her face was also a little sore. She reached out and touched it, and there were marks on her face, which should be marks from the folds on the sleeves.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine, it's just that just now..." Mamiya Youxiang answered and raised her head, only to find that a handsome middle-aged uncle in a white coat and slovenly was looking at her nervously.

"Ape Dream!" She pointed at the other party: "You you you!"

"No, did you tamper with my dream? Why do I think you are Mr. Kirisaki?" She was puzzled. On the one hand, the image of the other party had appeared in the computer of "Mr. Kirisaki", and it had already been marked with "" The image of the strange talk of "Ape Dream".

But on the other hand, I do have memories related to the other party.

"You're sleepy," the man said, "but thank you for talking in your sleep just now, and waking me up from the nightmare."

"Did you have a nightmare?" Mamiya Youxiang was not quite sure whether she was in a dream, but the other party mentioned the nightmare, which really attracted her attention.

The man in the white coat nodded, and recounted the nightmare in which Mamiya Youxiang told him "red paper, blue paper" in his dream.

"Mr. Kirizaki, you are really not suitable for telling ghost stories." Yuka Mamiya couldn't help complaining, how could someone tell stories so badly.

"But" she said: "In your dream, I turned into a terrible ghost, and in my dream, teacher, you also became a ghost!"

Mamiya Youxiang, who is already fully awake, can be sure that she is really awake now.

"Teacher, do you think we have really encountered urban ghost stories?" She asked excitedly.

"Dreams that have nothing in common, and I didn't dream of the strange and scary man you mentioned." Mizuaki Mizuaki shook his head, thinking that the possibility of urban ghost stories is not high.

Misaki Suimei turned his head and continued to work, Mamiya Yuka picked up a pen, wrote and drew casually, and drew the "Mr. Laughing while painting, I really find it very interesting.

Hanada Hill High School.

Kiryu Ryuu leaves the judo club.

"Everyone is gone?"

People seem to have evaporated. Fortunately, the school's electrical equipment can operate by itself. Not only the street lights are on, but the school radio is also reminding students that it is time to leave school.

He wondered where everyone had gone, but he was very confident in his own strength.

Even if there was an enemy, the opponent's strength must be very weak... I didn't feel any danger at all.

After thinking about it for a while, Kiryu Yuyu walked towards his club.

In just a few days, the entire club has completely changed its appearance. Not only is the environment more spacious, but also all the equipment is available. It is not like a school club.

People are also there, unlike the Judo or Kyudo clubs that disappear directly and disappear from the world.

but……!
Everyone here is motionless, some are lying on the table, some are lying on the ground, and some are hugging the stool.

Kiryu Yuyu walked up to a student, and put his hand close to the student's nose.

Breathing is very even.

"Not only did he not die, he was not injured, but he was also in very good condition, as if he had fallen asleep."

The status of the students in the club is the same.

They fell asleep!
If it was a lunch break, or a group soaked in hot springs, Kiryu Yuyu might think that this scene is normal, but the environment here is not right, and the time is not right.

His nerves weren't strong enough to accept the situation with ease.

Walking inside, Kiryu first saw Matsushita Nanami who didn't care about her image, spread her legs, walked away, and leaned back snoring.

"No wonder, it turned out that he fell asleep." Kiryu Yiliu walked over, reached out and patted the other person's face lightly.

However, nothing happened.

"Wake up?"

Just as he was about to slap him awake, Nanami slapped her mouth and opened her eyes: "Eh? Senior? Why are you here?"

"I still want to ask you." Kiryu Yiliu turned his head and pointed at the sleeping crowd: "What's going on?"

"I don't know? I fell asleep suddenly just now." Nanami also felt very strange.

"Why are you blushing?" Kiryu Yiyu found Nanami's attitude a little strange.

"I got married in my dream!"

Nanami didn't hide it either: "And it's the wedding of your abbot, senior, but you look a little different from the one in your dream."

She gestured: "The head is bald here, the eyebrows are thick, the eyes are big, the whole person looks weird...not as handsome as now."

"You turned me into Uncle Mediterranean in your dream, I really want to thank you," Kiryu Liuyu replied.

"Hee hee, I will pay attention next time, and I will definitely restore your handsomeness in my dream!" Nanami stuck out her tongue.

"that……"

A weak voice came from the side, it was a member of the club, the other party was awakened by the sound of chatting just now.

He said: "I also dreamed of a similar man, that man is the manager of a convenience store."

"I also dreamed of a similar man."

"Me too"

"Me too……"

"I dreamed about it too!"

"I also…"

(End of this chapter)