Home from scratch in another world

Upstairs in the Literary Club, Shimeng was chatting with editor-in-chief Sano. Downstairs, Rimbaud just ordered coffee in a coffee shop, but received news that an organization called "GSS" was attacking his estate. Those who had to go back to save the house.

When he arrived, the first batch of GSS troops had planted explosives and were detonating—with the purpose of blowing up the manor and killing the people in the manor.

Rimbaud only saved a few rooms and his and Shimeng's bedroom, and he was really furious at this moment, and he went all out to clean up all the intruders.

At this moment, he was standing in the big dilapidated living room without a roof, feeling the cold wind blowing and the natural light shining down from above his head, he didn't know whether to be angry or glad that the lady was not here now.

At this time, another uninvited guest arrived.

Two teenagers who were about the same height came in from the outside, bickering. Seeing the young man standing in the living room, one of them greeted dejectedly: "Mr. Lan Tang, the follow-up troops outside the manor have already solved it for you."

Rimbaud didn't say thank you or not, he just chased away the guests: "What are you doing here?"

Osamu Dazai looked around the ruined manor with interest, and suddenly asked, "Does Mr. Lan Tang have any guests?"

"It has nothing to do with you." He said coldly.

Chuya Nakahara, who followed up, said hello politely, and explained the reason for his visit: "Mr. Lantang, we are here to ask you something about the big explosion on Leibo Street seven years ago."

"Mr. Lantang, it should be a witness at that time."

Rimbaud looked up and down the orange-haired boy in front of him. It turned out that he was investigating this matter with Osamu Dazai... This character is really completely different.

But these two people from the same background are so persistent in the same thing.

This made him feel complicated for a while, but Rimbaud didn't plan to say anything more. He just sent Mr. Zhonggu to pick up the lady, and she should be back soon.

"Yes."

This always indifferent cadre replied with two words, and then used a random sentence-I once saw a terrible monster "Huangba spit" at the seaside, and put this matter away first, then stretched out his hand to signal, and sent off the guest very forcefully... …

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When Shi Meng returned to the manor, the two uninvited guests had just left.

When she was sitting in the car, she had been looking at the data about the overseas novel sent by Editor-in-Chief Sano, and she didn't notice the scene outside the window at all, so that when she got here, she got out of the car and was dumbfounded.

The girl opened her eyes wide and looked at the manor building, which had half of its main body blown away. She became insane for a while, wondering whether she had time traveled or was she dreaming?

What about a manor that was so big when she left?

So did she leave here this morning?Did Mr. Zhonggu open the wrong address?

Shi Meng tentatively walked a few steps into the manor in a state of bewilderment and bewilderment—at this moment, a misfired bomb made a "sizzling" sound.

She glanced at the source of the sound, immediately imagining a shield and lying down, regretting that she should have imagined water or ice to extinguish the bomb...

Sure enough, the bomb exploded, and the heat wave and the debris from the fire hit the shield, and the girl behind the shield felt that she was going deaf.

jeez!

Is this Yokohama?

Is she really going back to Yokohama to start a company?

Can her building really withstand the wave after wave of explosions?

Rimbaud in the ruins rushed out when he heard the explosion, and the girl holding the shield turned her head with a gray face.

"Attil, your home was bombed."

"It's okay, your room is fine." Rimbaud hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him.

"Okay, okay." Seeing his natural expression, Shi Meng could only nod naturally.

Then the tall young man quickly led the short girl through the fire line and the ruins. They sat in the large empty living room with air leaks everywhere. Beside the fireplace, feel the coldness behind you and savor the warmth in front of you at the same time.

Shi Meng was in the position of ice and fire, mentally and physically confused at the same time, couldn't help but said: "Athier, am I thinking too simply, maybe I shouldn't go back to Yokohama to start a company."

Rimbaud became anxious when he heard this thought: "Don't worry, my coloring book can protect..."

But he kept silent halfway through his speech. Taking the place where they are now as an example, he came a step too late and failed to save them.

The girl shook her legs silently. Indeed, compared to Yokohama, Tokyo is an economic center and stable. Although there are also terrorist bombings and frequent spells, at least...on the surface it is passable.

But Yokohama also has many advantages!For example, its location is cheap and spacious, for example, it has convenient coastal transportation, for example, it is in development and has many economic opportunities.

And as long as the protection fee is paid enough, the thighs are thick enough, and the relationship with the local forces is good, there will be no such explosions...

After Shimeng listed many reasons for himself, he realized that he really wanted to go back to Yokohama.

The most important thing is because she was born here, she has feelings for this place, maybe she...

When the dream is tranced, the thoughts are aimless.

But at this moment, she thought about the topic that she didn't talk about in the car yesterday.In fact, this idea has been vaguely in my heart for a long time, probably because I felt that he was unhappy working in Hong Kong a few times before, but he was looking forward to the time in the dream space, obsessed with making black dragons on the ice.

The leader of Ganghe is very annoying in Rimbaud's mouth, and often forces him to do things he doesn't like to do.

Shi Meng didn't hesitate any longer, and asked directly: "Atel, I forgot to tell you about something yesterday. It has nothing to do with the building, I want...to invite you to join Deep Space."

Rimbaud was taken aback.

Shi dreamed that he didn't speak, and waved his hands: "Of course this is just an idea, not..."

"I am willing." Rimbaud simply agreed.

The girl turned her head and looked at the young man sitting on the chair next to her. She knew his past and confusion. She wanted him to be free and happy forever, and he once again made a promise to do his best for her without hesitation.

She also really tried her best for her, at this moment she knew that there was no need for her to say anything.

They are relatives and friends, aren't they?

"After joining our deep space, there will be a lot of work." The girl said with a smile.

"Are there as many points as there are on the check-in map?" Rimbaud also smiled.

Shi Meng nodded heavily, just when he was about to joke a few words, he sneezed heavily.

Rimbaud hurriedly took off the unattractive black dragon on his neck and tried to tie it on for her.

And when Shi Meng saw his own work, he suddenly realized that he was dumbfounded by the bomb, and almost forgot that he was a supernatural being, so he could imagine a padded jacket by himself.

When Rimbaud saw the padded jacket, he also felt stupid.In an instant, a huge collection of golden paintings enveloped the entire manor.

After this operation, Shi Meng realized that he was a supernatural being who could change reality, and suddenly had an idea, and told the people around him about the idea of ​​building a house.

Rimbaud became interested in this real-life infrastructure, so the girl came up with a lot of brick walls, and the two of them were talking about the problems that needed to be solved when they joined the deep space, while rebuilding the manor...

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So on the second day of coming to Yokohama, except for going to the literature club in the morning, Shimeng spent the rest of the time repairing the building.

However, the color painting collection and fantasy are very suitable for the construction industry. The color painting collection can be used as an elevator and a transport vehicle. She operates it standing in the subspace, and the distance of the fantasy is closer and the precision is higher.

Moreover, there is a sub-space that is windproof, waterproof and fixed, and some loose places are not easy to fall. Without pursuing the shape, Shimeng quickly filled the big hole in the living room with reinforced concrete.

Afterwards, two guys with apparently normal aesthetics but also very confident looked at the bare, dusty roof and planned to design the top of the building in the style of Notre Dame de Paris, so that when you look up, you can see a gorgeous kaleidoscope or a beautiful Glazed tiles.

They discussed, knocked off the original roof and installed glazed tiles, and then planned to add some landscape figures to the top with colored paintings.

Since Rimbaud regained his memory, he has always wanted to reproduce the majestic and magnificent black dragon in the dream. Men are always interested in such mysterious and magnificent things. Gotta design something he likes.

So she came up with a lot of paints, and Rimbaud called Mr. Nakatani to order food. The two of them had a casual meal and started working, working from afternoon to night.

After finishing the painting, they admired their own work first, and then crazily promoted each other's work.

After hearing the other party's compliment, he couldn't help showing a satisfied and happy expression, and then felt guilty for his flattery just now.

Shimeng: Attil's dragon really looks like a toad.

Rimbaud: Is the lady painting an earthworm or a lizard?

Forget it, or not tell her/him.

They looked at each other and smiled, then turned to continue creating "Black Dragon".

The drawing of this masterpiece was interrupted when Shimeng received a questioning call from Ayatsuji pedestrians, and she realized that it was almost eleven o'clock at night.

Shi Meng honestly explained to his partner that the place where he lived was bombed, so he could only work as a repairman to rebuild the manor, and they are still building the roof.

On the phone, Ayatsuji's tone was a little happy for some reason, but he quickly calmed down and gave a suggestion to move out and live in a hotel.

Shi Meng said don't worry, it's okay, the two of them have already finished building the main part, not to mention she can still imagine a tent, they can set up a tent in the living room.

Yes, live in a tent!

Shi Meng was stunned by her genius idea, she thought it would be interesting to live in a tent, and at night, she could watch the stars in the sky and the colorful paintings she had just painted.

But when she looked up, the ceiling looked terrible, covered with toads, and she would definitely have nightmares at night...

Let's talk about it when we organize field activities someday.

Of course, during the call, Ayatsuji picked all kinds of criticisms at the tent, and even sent a mockery of Rimbaud, a space-type supernatural being whose house was bombed, and finally ordered Shimeng to read the rest of the place tomorrow.

After reading it, she can pack her things and go back to Tokyo. There are still many jobs waiting for her here.

He also sent a new worksheet and timetable, the time is accurate to the minute and second, probably the kind that requires her to keep on driving without distraction.

Shi Meng dared to be angry and dared not speak out, and he was obedient and obedient, and when he hung up the phone, he remembered that she forgot to tell the passerby that Attil had joined the deep space.

Forget it, it's the same when I go back, and it's better to treat it as a surprise then.

Shi Meng thought that she deserves to be a conscientious boss, and she recruited a strong general for Shenkong, and all the management matters in the future can be handed over to Attil, and pedestrians will be happy to know.

She put this matter aside, took the paint plate from the color painting book, smiled at the people around her, and continued to create...

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Time soon came to the third day in Yokohama. The girl trapped under the blanket closed her eyes and pondered about the location of the building... Finally, she found that she seemed to have done everything in the past two days, and she seemed to be doing something. I didn't do anything, and I was obviously on the way to choose a site, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that I didn't go to many places.

So where does the time go?

Today, the girl who was lying in bed suddenly sat up from the bed. When I came to Yokohama, I really became decadent, and even started to stay in bed!

Can not be done!Shimeng, you came to Yokohama with a mission, and you are the boss of a large group, cheer up.

She hurriedly jumped out of bed to wash up, and when she got up, she glanced at the planning map. The location chosen today is in the video game city, which is also a business district, and it is also the core business district of Yokohama. The key points marked on the Ayatsuji pedestrian map one.

According to Mr. Ayatsuji, the final location should be here, let her pack up her things and go back to Tokyo after reading today, otherwise he will come to Yokohama in person.

At that time, I dreamed of this, but I didn't see the owner of the manor. There was only a note left on the table, which said that he had something to deal with in the morning, but the young lady could contact him at any time.

The girl who knew that he was not there was relieved, and hurried out with the printed paper.

……

On the third day in Yokohama, the weather was finally as good as predicted in the weather forecast. The sun made the green leaves on both sides of the street translucent. The girl in a hurry urged Nakatani-kun, and the black car sped along the straight and clean road in Yokohama.

A group of teenagers of similar age ran through a red light, was brushed by this highly skilled car, cursed a few rich people, and dispersed to find the leader they hadn't seen for two days.

The leader they couldn't find was arguing back and forth with another boy, his eyes seemed to have sharp edges, and he entered the most popular video game city in Yokohama, basking in the gradually warming sunlight.

On a sunny day, everyone came out to get some air. The 15-year-old boy who started his internship career at a young age finally dug out his friend who had been depressed and autistic for a long time from the dark and dirty room...

And in the top cemetery in Yokohama, the young man in a gray-green windbreaker was like a silent and unobtrusive shadow. Not long after that, he found the former leader of the port mafia.

Shi Meng, who received the news that he would meet in two hours, smiled, opened the car door, and looked at today's destination under the warm sunlight.