I have a problem with my forum

Chapter 11 Poverty raises money

These people in the forum are all Two-dimensional characters.

Natsume Takashi comes from the "Book of Friends" comics, and the spider brigade and the enemy beaters come from "Hunter".

Mr. Tsurumaru and the others may be from the game "Touken Ranbu", Aoki Nanzawa has not had time to read the private message yet.

Grandpa Sanriyue made a lot of voice calls, but he didn't listen to them for the time being.

This highlights a problem.

"What dimension is the suicide attempter?"

After finding out all the speeches in the forum maintenance period.

The misfit will surface. Of course, the paper man who dives cautiously and does not speak is not ruled out.

After all, "Forum New Latent Three", those who don't follow the rules are the minority.

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The window panes were knocked.

Swiping the forum unconsciously, the serious-thinking black-haired cub turned his head sideways.

He looked at a pair of soft eyes reflecting the crescent moon outside the window.The man tapped on the glass with his fingers, signaling him to open it.

"?!!!"

He lives in a high-rise apartment building, right?

Reaction was faster than consciousness, Aoki Nanzawa ran over and opened the window.

"You are…"

"Thank you, my lord, for opening the window for me." Fu Sangshen, who was wearing a simple jacket, stepped into the room calmly and gracefully.

It is difficult to describe in words what kind of stunning beauty this is.

The face is clear but gorgeous, those dark blue eyes seem to reflect the crescent moon, no, it really reflects it.

Fu Sang Shen, who was wearing a snow-white jacket, said apologetically, "I'm really sorry for visiting rashly in the middle of the night."

If it is not the relationship of signing an employment contract, the forum will not be so easy to release.

but.Judging by the appearance of the lord, he should not be completely ignorant of the situation in front of him.

Sanri Yuezong looked deeply at their little master with a deep smile.

Aoki Nanze shook his head: "Are you the Sword Fusangshen?"

He has completely understood.

Mr. Tsurumaru, the five tigers retreat, and Sankaiyue are all game characters in "Blade Rebellion".

It should be a paper man that exists in human fantasy, but in the forum, it has a consciousness, an entity, and can even communicate.

Isn't it true that the so-called "your wife/husband is a piece of paper"? !

It's just that most ordinary users of the forum haven't realized the truth yet.

That's right.Even though there are so many strange users in it, ordinary users still account for the vast majority, and they are also ordinary people.

Fu Sangshen, who was wearing a moon white tunic, shook his head slightly.

The headgear was untied, and the long hair that seemed to be dyed with moonlight was loosely scattered behind her back.

"Three Riyue Zongjin," he said with a smile, "There are many blade patterns removed during forging, so it is called Sanriyue."

"Master God Judge, please give me some advice."

Aoki Nansawa: "..."

Sanriyue blinked: "Oh, does the Lord not believe what I just said?"

He showed a somewhat apologetic expression, "Because the lord has never responded to our call, I am worried about the safety of the lord..."

"No," Aoki Nanze reluctantly said, "I thought...you belonged to the old man."

A kind old man with white beard and white hair.

Who knew that the main body was such a pure beauty, so pretty!

"Hahaha, in terms of age, it's okay to call me an old man."

"Is that so? No wonder Mr. Tsurumaru didn't correct me."

Fu Sangshen's dark blue eyes dimmed a little, and then he smiled again.

"The Crane Maru Palace misses me too much. If you count it by age," the grandfather reminded him friendly, "The Lord should also call him Grandpa Crane Maru."

"So, the lord should just call me Sanriyue."

Sanri Yuezong came here this time, but he didn't intend to hide it.

They also noticed the new functions on the forum. In this case, the Lord is too dangerous.

Aoki Nanze scratched his face: "How should I put it...it's a little dangerous."

Sanri Yuezong sat across from him, and was handed a teacup by the good boy.

This room is too empty.Even if you don't know how humans calculate, cubs shouldn't live alone.

Just by glancing at this corner, one can know the hard work of this child's life.

The black-haired cub said embarrassedly: "However, I think it's pretty good."

He didn't lie, and said in a pleasant tone, "The last order, my salary was 5000 million yen."

Sanriyue Zongjin: "..."

Even without contact with humans, after a long period of observation in the forum.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how much money 5000 million yen represents in human beings.

To say that the shock is short-lived, nothing compares to money!

After returning from the Phantom Troupe, the forum quickly opened the withdrawal function.

One, night, violent, rich.

Money fans are online instantly.

He has suffered for so long, and he has had a hard time living alone.

There is no one who is taken advantage of (especially the Phantom Troupe) will give money, every penny is earned hard.

Until he got a part-time job as a courier.

Sanri Yuezong's calm smile froze at the corner of his lips.

Today is not what it used to be, and it was the best time for 622 Honmaru to adopt Nan Zai.

Replaced by Zai Zai who can create wealth by himself now, and 622 Honmaru who is "slightly" more difficult than the financial situation...

I don't know how rich I am.

【You have a new order waiting to be confirmed——】

Aoki Nanzawa paused, then lowered his head to look at his phone.

He currently has not received many courier orders on the forum, and there are not many people using them for the time being.

However, this is all temporary!

At the very least, this is also a very interesting way to make a fortune.

【Sender:】Osamu Dazai

【Sent items:】 Osamu Dazai

[Item Description:] A Osamu Dazai in trouble!If you don't save him, maybe you can realize his ideal?

[Recipient:] Altar Master Q

Aoki Nanzawa was a little dazed.

This text is very simple, but the items sent——

This man named Osamu Dazai wrote a question that he hadn't thought about.

Can even people send it? !

"My lord, what happened?"

Sanri Yuezong quickly collected his mood and watched the human cubs.

He wasn't sure he needed to gamble.There is only one chance, and it is brought by this forum.

Why did it choose 622 Honmaru? It is not without speculation that Mikazuki Zongjin is not without speculation.

Good boy Aoki Nansawa: "...Mr. Mikazuki, is your skill similar to that of Mr. Tsurumaru?"

On the third day, Yue Zong was stunned, his blue eyes reflected Yue: "Master can trust the old man."

"I will give you everything unconditionally."

"Kunikida, do you have money?"

In the Armed Detective Agency, Osamu Dazai seems to have become a little too strange recently.

It’s okay to have nothing to do. When I see people all day long, I ask them if they have money, and it’s still 5000 million.

Kunikida Izumi knocked him on the head: "No! Who do you think everyone is here!"

Although the Armed Detective Agency is not poor, Dazai Osamu is too much.

In the past, it was fine to play with the mobile phone every time I went out on a mission, and I didn’t mention it every time I tricked my partner, but now I still think about the pie in the sky...

He would only give him 5000 million if he was taken advantage of!

The black-haired young man sighed: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have thrown away that bag of gems so easily."

In order to escape, he threw away all the gems sent by the head of the brigade.

The most troublesome thing is that it is lost in the hands of Mafia at the port, who knows what they will do.

Poverty is a subject that Osamu Dazai has never touched.

After all, when did he ever worry about money?

If you don't have money, don't use it, and it is not uncommon to jump into a river and lose your wallet.

That set 5000 million...is really aimed at him, isn't that a lot less fun?

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, and his field of vision was pitch black.

"That's not the case, is it?" He questioned, "Put me in the interrogation room and still blindfold me?"

"I don't remember when the port Mafia will be like this. I didn't set these interrogation rules, did I?"

"Osamu Dazai," a somewhat familiar voice sounded, "suicide attempter?"

The young man with curly black hair looked innocent: "What are you talking about?"

The next moment, his face suddenly lit up, and it was in a small room.

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes: "Altar Master, we meet again."

Only Osamu Dazai could speak in such a cheerful tone.

A young man in a light-colored windbreaker sat on the floor.

The wound was bandaged, but the bandages on his body were used, and there was still a slight smell of blood in the air.

Those pure black eyes met his.

Aoki Nanzawa affirmed: "You are from Yokohama."

No groundless speculation, Mr. Dazai is normal no matter what he says or what he says.

He is obviously different from other paper people, there is no record, and there is nothing unreasonable.

The young man in the light-colored windbreaker said with a relaxed tone: "Of course I'm from Yokohama, don't I?"

Staring at the cub's overly good-looking face, Osamu Dazai blinked.

"In order to raise 5000 million yuan this month, I almost broke my leg and borrowed all the people I could..."

Those who heard it were crying, and those who saw it wanted to kill them.

Aoki Nanzawa's expression was also a bit speechless, 5000 million was written by him casually.

He only thought that Osamu Dazai would not be able to afford the money, but never thought that the Phantom Troupe could.

The black-haired cub stood up: "Your injuries are serious, I'll take you to the hospital."

He stared at the young man in his 20s with some doubts, "You provoked the mafia...why didn't you call the police?"

This time it was Dazai Osamu who looked at him with complicated eyes.

In the port of Mafia, the Armed Detective Agency and the Supernatural Secret Service are not peaceful Yokohama.

Why would anyone be so normal-minded as to think of calling the police?Even if you call the police to the Supernatural Secret Service...

Osamu Dazai lay flat: "It seems that the delivery was successful. I'm at your house now, right?"

Aoki Nanzawa paused.

The black mud spirit smiled and said: "It's easy to guess, altar master. This is probably your storage room? Or something similar?"

He deliberately chose an unrecognizable small room to prevent him from noticing the address, so he still has a sense of vigilance.

Osamu Dazai filled out the express form with the mentality of trying, and escaped from the interrogation office.

There's only... 80% certainty.

It's for Aoki Nansawa, this person.

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