Cthulhu Grocery Store

It's getting foggy.

Will there be so much fog in this season?

God Dai Wugu looked at the mist outside the door and window in a daze. Maybe it was the reason for the nightfall. The visibility outside was extremely low, and the pedestrians on the street seemed to have disappeared. The silence outside was frightening. He retracted into the store and opened the Black and white TV.

This small TV is an old item recently purchased by Jindai Wugu. It matches the atmosphere in the store and I bought it. However, the channels that can be received are limited, and now the old movies are played automatically.

'You, how did you get in? '

'Don't, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—! '

Unfortunately, what was shown on TV was a movie about the Murderer in the Fog Night. The atmosphere of the movie that can be handed down as a classic horror movie is quite superb.

There is an eerie quiet atmosphere both inside and outside the store.

Kamidai Kirigu shrank back to the seat at the cashier, raised his feet and curled up on the seat, hugging himself.

Scared, helpless and weak jpg

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It's not that I don't want to go back directly, but the problem is that I can go back as if nothing had happened before I saw the movie of Murder in the Fog Night, but now I can't do it.

Shendai Wugu put on a bitter face and sighed deeply.

Anyone is fine, come and pick him up.

……

Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that something was wrong.

He just got off work, and on the way back by motorcycle, there was a sudden thick fog, and his vision gradually became hazy. When he regained consciousness, all the pedestrians around him disappeared.

It's like entering a ghost, all the strangers have disappeared completely, and there seems to be something about to move in the dark.

Zhongyuan Zhong also got off the motorcycle and clicked his tongue: "Is this a ghost with supernatural powers? If anyone is caught by me, I will definitely let him taste the feeling of being crushed by gravity."

Having said that, Zhongyuan Zhongye is still very cautious, pushing the motorcycle, watching all directions, listening to all directions, and always paying attention to the movement around him.

Because he was worried that there would be a sneak attack by people with supernatural powers in the dark, Zhongyuan Zhong also focused most of his energy on exploring the surroundings, and unconsciously deviated from the original direction. When he came back to his senses, the surrounding scenery had changed.

Suddenly, there was another sound of footsteps in the mist.

Zhongyuanzhong didn't pay attention to distinguishing the surrounding area, and mobilized its supernatural ability to concentrate on dealing with this unexpected guest.

However, in this fog, the supernatural ability that was originally like a manipulator suddenly became restless like a teenager entering the rebellious period, and there was a faint sense of riot. The violent energy emerged from the body, and Zhong Yuanzhong was also startled. Miao, quickly suppressed his own ability.

What the hell is going on, why Huangbatu suddenly started rioting, and if this continues, he will soon break through the restrictions and enter a state of filth!

Just when Zhongyuan Zhong was struggling to suppress the energy in his body, as if against him, a coercion also rose from the fog in front of him.

It seems that gods from ancient times, or indescribable monsters, wantonly release their own sense of existence.

Not to be outdone, the black-red beast responded with a more intense roar, and Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a muffled grunt, his fingers convulsed, almost uncontrollably going into a runaway state.

The shadow of the monster was getting closer and closer in the mist.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also panting, his azure eyes flashed red from time to time, staring at his shadow, his guarded expression gradually flashed past doubts.

The monster's shadow became smaller and smaller, and finally a figure appeared in his vision.

Lovecraft stepped out of the mist, and glanced at him with dull eyes: "Huh, what's the matter?"

"The guy in the combination!" Nakahara Zhong also stared at his every move warily.

Thinking about the fact that Chuan Ping gave him the science popularization before, it might be another Outer God, or the old days, that could cause the Huangba spit riot.

The battle with the combination is still vivid in his memory. If he hadn't activated the filthy form at the end, he still couldn't beat this monster.

"Don't be nervous," Lovecraft tilted his head. "The contract with Fitzgerald is over. You and I are no longer enemies."

"Fitzgerald? The boss of the group," Nakahara Zhong also frowned, "Do you think I'll believe it, the last time I met you in the store..."

"That's, you first, provocation." Love said, "The stench of the beast is too obvious. In that lord's domain, it's too arrogant."

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuya could understand every word, but he didn't understand what this guy wanted to express when he put it together, "Forget it, then what is your purpose of appearing beside Shendai Wugu? To wake him up , and destroy the world?"

This is what Chuanping asked him to ask, because Love would not talk to their guardians at all. Chuanping has never been able to understand Cthulhu's purpose, and he appeared beside Shendai Wugu, but he did nothing.

Are you waiting for an opportunity, or do you have other plans?

"..." Lovecraft's face was about to overflow with doubts. It was very obvious that his head was tilted to ninety degrees, as if he wanted to express his confusion, "Our goals are not the same. ."

"……what?"

"Don't you, have you received the call?" Lovecraft explained calmly, "I want to stay by His side...that's all."

……

Everywhere in Yokohama was in chaos.

Especially Hong Kong gangsters and detective agencies, where there are many people with supernatural powers. Nowadays, people with supernatural abilities who have lost their supernatural abilities are being chased and killed by their own supernatural abilities, while ordinary people simply disappear, and the whole city is covered up. In heavy fog.

And all the riots had nothing to do with the god Dai Wugu who stayed in his grocery store.

He blinked, because he didn't dare to play with his mobile phone or turn on the TV because of the weird atmosphere, and he couldn't concentrate on reading. Gradually, a kind of sleepiness came to his mind, and his head gradually began to start bit by bit.

'I squint for a while, just squint for a while. '

Thinking of this, he took advantage of the situation and was drawn into a black and sweet dream.

The unremarkable grocery store became more and more silent as the owner fell asleep, and the nameless mist quietly emerged, wrapping around the body of Shendai Wugu, like a special quilt.

The thin whispers sounded again, but the sound was much lower. The bubbles and halos on the lampshade and the nameless mist seemed to be communicating with each other, and finally the bubble-shaped halo reluctantly floated out of the lampshade.

Dazzling light appeared in the shop in an instant, and the sleeping Kindai Kiriko frowned, sleeping very restlessly.

The light that was almost blinding people's eyes paused, and quickly flashed out of the shop. The shop lost its only light source and became dim.

Shendai Wugu's frown was finally relieved, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

……

An unexpected element emerges in Fyodor's plan.

He looked at the [book] in his hand, the motionless diary seemed to be mocking his stupidity.

"Did you guess wrong?" Fyodor stood outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the city already covered in fog, sighing.

He wasn't too disappointed. This was originally an unplanned factor. It would be great if he could get it, but it wouldn't be a pity if he didn't.

Anyway, the [Book] is already in his grasp, and there is plenty of time to explore the secrets inside.

"Although I don't know what you plan to do, but it seems that the plan has failed." Osamu Dazai, who was dressed in a white suit, did not miss the flashing look in Fyodor's eyes, and laughed.

"How could it be?" Fyodor calmed down and shrugged. "On the contrary, I am now in a high-spirited moment. After all, the supernatural powers of the entire city belong to us."

"That's right." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had a pale smile on his face, "Tonight, Yokohama is engulfed in mist, gentlemen, this is our victory, let's enjoy the sweet fruit."

Osamu Dazai had a smile on his face, that's right, the backstab at the moment when he thinks he has won is the most deadly.

Fyodor also had a smile on his face. Although he didn't get the [Book] ability, it seemed good to be disqualified from the world.

The two have their own plans, and in the whole scene, only Shibusawa Ryuhiko is really longing for the result of this plan.

The mutation happened at this moment.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko suddenly opened his eyes slightly, and murmured: "What's going on... Something else suddenly appeared in my domain..."

The fog is a unique space created by his abilities, in this space, all those who should not be there will be excluded.

Except for the supernatural beings that he regards as collectibles.

But now, an unknown thing appeared unexpectedly.

After all, is that really human?Can humans have such a big aura?

"What happened?" Fyodor asked.

"I don't know," Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said honestly, "I can only roughly feel that something extraordinary is coming here, and I have no way of knowing what it is."

"That means there are existences in your field that you don't understand?" Osamu Dazai was puzzled.

"It's impossible in theory, but it is yes in terms of results." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko himself was very surprised, but at the same time a strong curiosity welled up in his heart.

What will it be?Could this be what he's been after?Could it be the supernatural power he has been looking for?

At this time, Fyodor remembered what [Book] said, which was also the only unexpected factor in this plan.

"God Age Wugu..."

"What?" Osamu Dazai keenly heard Majin murmuring a name.

"It's nothing." Of course Fyodor would not be kind enough to send information to Osamu Dazai.

"Hey~~ I clearly heard what you said, Fyodor-kun must have a clue about the current situation, tell me it won't matter, we are companions now~~" Osamu Dazai relied on Fyodor Dole hasn't turned his face to disgust him yet.

Fyodor: "No, no, it's not information worthy of your concern."

Osamu Dazai: "I just want to know~=￣w￣="

"It's nothing important."

"Let's hear it~~"

"No, no, no..."

The two of you came and went and fought a series of intelligence tug-of-war, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was impatient and took the initiative to take a step forward: "I'll go and see what's going on ahead."

Until he left, the two were still lingering around with nonsense like 'talk about it', 'it's really nothing important'.