I'm putting on a vest

Takao Kazunari turned over and got out of the car, held the pizza box in his hands, stood at the door and took a deep breath. Although he was completely unprepared, the ever-decreasing delivery countdown on the delivery app forced him to knock on the door.

"knocking"

The knock on the door was as soft as possible, as if afraid of disturbing something inside.

There was no response to the first knock on the door, and finally there was movement from inside when the fifth knock was knocked. This kind of response is almost like an old computer with a delay.

First of all, I heard a crackling sound, probably because I bumped into a stool and a table while getting up. Logically speaking, there would not be such a clumsy person, but the unique way of life of the creature inside could easily lead to this result.

Then soft footsteps gradually approached, bare feet, the sound of the soles of the feet touching the wooden floor was like pressing a water polo on the ground.

It was so soft that it could be reminiscent of a kindergarten daughter rushing to meet her father.

But compared with this level of softness, the footsteps seem a little too heavy.

It's like walking with a heavy quilt wrapped around your body.

The sound of footsteps stopped at the door, and Takao Kazunari was only separated by the obstacle of a door, but the delivery person of his takeaway took longer than before.

I can hear the rustling sound of the fabric, and the somewhat annoyed 'Hmm! ' sound, and finally the sound of skin scraping against the cloth, the man stretched out his hand and fumbled for a while at the doorknob.

The sound of the metal handle being slammed on came through the door. Only at this time, Kazunari would have the feeling of 'ah, she is really in the same world as me'.

"squeak"

The people inside finally opened the door with difficulty.

The door was opened a crack, and the outside sunlight shone very strongly, exposing the people inside to Takao Kazunari like cockroaches whose hiding place had been stripped away.

It is doubtful whether it is personal or not.

Because if one were to look down from the top, two-thirds of her body, where the head, neck, and upper body should have been, were replaced by tightly wrapped quilts.

The reason why she can be identified is only because the skirt of the pleated skirt is faintly exposed further down the quilt, and the lines of the two legs underneath are too soft, as if they would collapse if touched The bad thing is that it is really not reminiscent of men.

Because this quilt figure is really small, you don't have to lower your head at the high-tailed angle, and you can see the center of the rolled quilt just from the corner of your eye, as if the top of your head is stuffed with stuffing.

Her hair is aqua blue, almost like a chemical substance. It is impossible to imagine that there is such a pigment produced in the human body in nature.

Rustling.

As if reaching out from the sleeve of the clothes, the quilt wrapped around her body turned at an angle, and the joint of the quilt turned to the right, and a hand stretched out with difficulty from the gap in the tying.

It is summer now, wrapped in such a thick quilt, the outstretched hand feels slightly damp, it must be very hot inside.

There was another burst of struggling, and the rope that tied the quilt to her body made a dangerous sound, and she finally turned her hand into an upward posture with a fist clenched.

Since it's so difficult, you shouldn't have tied it so tightly...

Just as he was thinking, the fist swung up and down vigorously at him.

Takao Kazunari is no stranger to this, although he doesn't know why this person can recognize his position without showing his eyes, but if he didn't have such a stunt, he probably wouldn't have taken the idea of ​​completely wrapping himself in a quilt Stay dressed as an alien with only two legs showing.

He put the pizza box in her hand.

"..."

The person inside clumsily clenched his fist and placed the pizza box on top of his head. Since there is a quilt sticking out around the top of his head, it shouldn't fall off, and finally he opened his fist.

There are several crumpled cash in the open palm.For some reason, there seemed to be light blue particles sticking to it.

Takao Kazunari checked carefully to confirm that the number was correct. During this period, the quilt roll also stood in front of him and waited quietly for him.

"Okay, the number is correct, thank you for the Hui..."

Before finishing speaking, the quilt was rolled back into the room, and the door was closed with a bang.

Takao Kazunari's hair was blown backward by the wind that rose when the door closed.

"Passionate."

He finished.

Takao Kazunari took summer vacation two weeks ago, and then decided to work part-time to earn some pocket money, and chose the profession of delivery man.

It's better than working as a salesperson in a store and sweetly saying thank you to the girls who come to buy things (women with less than 80.00% gray hair coverage on the top of their heads are uniformly called girls by him) and getting '噫——! ', and even went to check out at the counter he was in charge of, and was often complained by classmates, "Isn't this the name of the Cowherd's shop?" 'be better.

And riding a bicycle vigorously in summer can be regarded as a kind of exercise, after all, he is also a member of the sports club.

As for the quilt roll, he knew she was a part-time job when the senior saw the delivery address on Takao Kazuari's phone, and mysteriously pulled him over, "Where are you going—"

He got a lot of information from his seniors, detailing everything, more useless than useful.It's not so much concern for the younger generation, but it's better to say that I finally found out about a small incident in the boring work day after day, and I'm eager to find someone to confide in a clean feeling.

Takao Kazunari didn’t take it seriously when he listened to it. When delivering food, he often met various people. Sometimes there were people who didn’t wash their hair, or opened the door with only a T-shirt on. , He also learned not to panic.

"But who would come here wrapped in a quilt in the summer... that thing can already be included in "The Extraordinary Selection of Human Beings"?"

"Yes, that's it!"

He pointed out that what the senior said was too exaggerated, so he must have added more or less fictional elements. Unexpectedly, the senior nodded excitedly and agreed with him.

"I'm going to post that guy there too!"

"?"

And the rumors about aliens inhabiting that house are even more nonsense.It would be more plausible to say it was a haunted house.

"In short, although there are strange places, I think it should be just an ordinary human being."

This kind of thought was shattered at the moment of Vine and Elliot.

That's really an overly cute name. The moment I hear it, I can think of a giggling and half-race beautiful girl, and it can't be connected with that quilt roll at all.

When she opened the door for the first time, Takao and Cheng Xiang took two steps back, almost saying that you are the earthbound spirit inhabiting this house?Such words.

But if she is a monster lurking in the room, she is also a very well-behaved monster.

He usually doesn't leave the room, doesn't harass humans, and pays obediently, which is a little easier to get along with than some people he has met during this time.

Of course, she still looks like she is at school age (is that a primary school student?), if you meet her in school instead of communicating as a courier and customer, you should ask yourself three times before talking to her , 'Do you really want to get involved with this person? 'Bar.

"Whether it's good or bad, she is a very special girl."

Kazunari Takao found a place to stop next to him. After delivering the pizza to Teng and Elliot, today's work can be declared over.

"Then go home, take a shower, change your clothes, and then go to the basketball club for training."

Thinking about it, his hand naturally reached into the frame of the car, fumbling for his keys.

"..."

"Where's my key?"

His body stiffened quickly.

Even though it was summer, with the scorching sun shining on his back, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Shouldn't it be..."

Could it be that he fell into that quilt roll house?

There is no need to consider whether to go back to her house to get the key.

If he didn’t get it, he would have to sit at the door until eight o’clock in the evening waiting for his mother to come home from get off work without the key, or he would say when his sister came back from playing with classmates, ‘Oh—brother who can’t get in! ', and took the key in this guy's hand as a hostage, forcing him to run to a nearby convenience store to buy her three whole ice creams.

But when Takao and Chengzhen drove his bicycle back to the house, he began to hesitate instead.

"...Do you really want to go in?"

For some reason, he thought that if the United States seemed to break into other people's houses casually, he would have nothing to say even if he was shot.

Of course, this is Japan, but I always feel that if I want to go in like this, I will suffer a tragic fate like the protagonist who knows that the house is wrong but has to break in at the beginning of a ghost movie.

Kazuari Takao hesitated very much.

Thinking of this, he heard the sound of splashing water.

It wasn't the sound of knocking over something in the house or turning on the faucet, but the sound of washing the car in the yard, holding the water hose and rushing the sound.The loud sound makes people suspect that the water bill has not been taken into account at all.

Takao and Cheng thought about it, and in order to avoid looking inside the fence of the main gate, they rode along the outside to the back of the house, where the sound of water came out.

It was a place he hadn't seen before. It should be the backyard, with a green lawn that was very well manicured. It shouldn't be made by the quilt roll that he couldn't even take care of himself.

That's her parents... but would the parents allow their children to just stay at home and order a piece of junk food every day?

But thinking is useless, or the reason why we spend so much time thinking about these details is to avoid the extremely conspicuous marker on the lawn-the quilt roll.

She was indeed standing there, holding a water pipe extending from the inside of the room, and holding it high, it rushed down to the top of her head.

The water splashed on the top of her blue head, which was wrapped in a quilt, which looked like a sandwich, and a small puddle accumulated in it, and then flowed down the gap between her body and the quilt.

Although this example is very inappropriate, for a moment Takao and Chengzhen thought of the cruel child pouring water into the ant nest.

The quilt has darkened due to water absorption.

The heavy, damp quilt moved closer to her.

...is she really not drowning?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Just thinking about it, the quilt rolled up and made a very violent coughing sound that could be heard even several meters away.

Ah, literally drowning.

The outer side of the quilt kept tumbling, and she struggled hard inside to get rid of it, but because the quilt was tied tightly to fix the quilt, the situation not only did not improve, but worsened.

Logically speaking, it should be a critical scene, but for some reason it makes me laugh.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

Intermittent and angry sounds came from the inside of the quilt, which kept a certain pattern like Morse code. If you carefully identify it, you will find that it is the English word 'sos' for emergency.

It seems quite energetic to be able to make that kind of sound.It shouldn't be suffocating for a while.

That's right, since she decided to live with that unprecedented outfit, she should also be very good at handling all kinds of dangerous emergencies.

"Okay—now I'll save you."

As if the previous hesitation did not exist, Takao and Cheng turned over and got out of the car, stepped on the fence a few times, and ran towards the quilt roll.