Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

Well, Shibukawa admitted that he somewhat wanted to "borrow a little money" from the handsome neighbor next door.

Hackers are ordinary people too!How can you resist the feeling of getting money with the swipe of your finger?

Although the hackers in the game "Watch Dogs" series can transfer the other party's money through network intrusion into the identities of passers-by, most of them are pocket money of tens of dollars, which belongs to the category of "buddy lend me some money to let me take the bus." "Hey, there is no way to make people suddenly bankrupt through a mobile phone.Unless it is through a special unlocking operation, all the money of a certain person can be completely transferred.

But Kaoru Shibukawa really didn't expect Mr. Dazai to be poorer than himself... Forget it, let's leave, you can continue to sleep.

Osamu Dazai in his sleep didn't know about it, and a certain Mr. Kunikida in Yokohama didn't know that his small wallet also escaped unharmed_(:з」∠)_

After exiting the network intrusion mode, Kaoru Shibukawa took a serious inventory of the items he could inject psionic energy into at present, and how to make good use of the remaining 127 points of psionic energy.

She tried to inject energy into a 100-yen coin to see if it would turn into 500-yen... The result failed. The coin itself did not add any value, except that it became brand new and bright as if it had just left the factory. Riley added the strange explanation that "some creatures may especially like it".

It seems that this way of making money from money is not going to work.

Shibukawa was a little frustrated, but she still searched hard in the house for a while, and found some items that might help, including: Philips hot and cold household hair dryer, half box of sk-II mask, Ota's Isan , Band-Aid, Kyoto Nin Jiom loquat cream, fruit knife, Safeguard soap, UV-resistant disposable black mask, Roman official 1 mAh power bank, black plastic toy gun, slightly faded red sickle and hammer badge, published in 1921 The Japanese version of the book "Communist Manifesto"...

Shibukawa looked at the unknown items on this table and fell into strange contemplation, completely unable to think of how to use them to solve the financial difficulties.

Forget about the things that are always kept at home, the last two red items are probably left by some elders. After all, Shibukawa knew that when the proletarian revolution made waves all over the world, there was a red society in Japan.But what about that little plastic toy gun?The former owner, are you still addicted to playing with this kind of toy when you are 19 years old?I really underestimated you.

Fortunately, after carefully recalling the residual memory left by this body, Shibukawa finally realized that he had misunderstood the previous owner—the toy was accidentally dropped when a neighbor brought a child to visit a long time ago. Later, when the former owner moved here, he packed things together in a muddleheaded way.

But Shibukawa still couldn't figure out what kind of mood made the ex-owner reluctant to throw away useless childish toys even when moving house.

So she picked up the toy to see what was so special about it.

【Black plastic toy gun: A small toy gun with an unknown brand. (Current status: not activated, requires 100 points of spiritual power)]

Shibukawa: emmmmm... What's the matter with this seemingly awesome but confusing feeling?

She can now see that psionic power can make items develop in a more powerful and magical direction, which is simply "evolution".But how far can a toy gun evolve?Hitting a whole kindergarten kid in the ass in 1 minute?

Therefore, Shibukawa is not very optimistic about this thing, although it requires more psionic energy than hacking mobile phones.The main reason is that my spiritual power is still too little, otherwise it would be fun to activate it all.

But today is too sleepy, she thinks that she should think about this issue tomorrow.

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In her sleep, Shibukawa did not sleep peacefully, except that she didn't know the bed so she didn't quite adapt to the former owner's bed, the main reason was that she had a strange dream.

The rain in the dream was heavy, and the vehicles on the street were galloping back and forth, splashing a lot of water.

"Please, give me back..."

The vision she saw was someone's first perspective, but what she felt was the deep despair and pain, tears mixed with rainwater and rolled down towards the gray floor tiles.

The man stretched out his hand to the black figure in front of him, and murmured, "Kazuna, please...that's the only thing my parents left me..."

"You know that's impossible." The black figure didn't look back, and continued to walk forward, so the hand was getting farther and farther away from the opponent's back.

Finally, the man crossed the sidewalk, the red light came back on, and he stopped on the opposite side.

Across the road and the endless traffic, the man called Hezhen turned his face sideways, and the rain fell mercilessly on his face.

"After all, I've been..."

He said softly, through the pouring rain, but it was as clear and audible as a sympathizer whispering.

"Just for it."

It just so happened that a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the night sky, and Kaoru Shibukawa could clearly see the scarlet mole under the opponent's left eye.

Very familiar.

Shibukawa woke up.

And the sunlight outside the window came through the curtains that were not fully drawn, and just shone on her face.

The girl stared blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds, then suddenly turned over and sat up, and rushed to the photo column on the wall to look at the photos.

The handsome ex-boyfriend inside is smiling at the camera, and the scarlet mole at the corner of his left eye is quite enchanting.

...Yoxi, the next fundraising target is you!Ex-boyfriend!

Carrying a schoolbag on her shoulders, Kato Shibukawa walked into this coffee shop, which was not cheap at first glance. In fact, her thoughts were all in the high-end villa residential area not far away, but the clerk of this coffee shop knew her as expected.

"Are you bringing coffee for your boyfriend again?" the clerk said softly, "Long time no see, or a cup of cat poop coffee?"

It's actually cat shit coffee... Shibukawa sneered, and glanced at the top three most expensive coffees on the menu, and sure enough they were among them.

Ex-lord, you are too humble, right?Even though he felt sorry for the price, he couldn't bear to drink it, and he would bring people the most expensive one every time.

"No." Shibukawa Takashi showed a sad, heartbreaking smile, "I broke up with him."

"Hey! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I don't know..." The young lady quickly apologized frantically. This guilty and sincere attitude made it impossible to continue to be angry.

"It's okay, give me a glass of Ireland, drink it here."

"Ah, good!"

The young lady quickly took the order for her, and when she asked her colleague to make coffee, she looked around and whispered to her, "Shibukawa-san, if I were you, I would sit there."

The location she pointed to was a table and chair near the wall. However, the right artworks blocked most of the sights of outsiders, but the people sitting there could easily observe most of the movements in the store.

Shibukawa thanked the other party understandingly, sat in that relatively special position, turned on the phone at the same time, and habitually turned on the network intrusion mode to observe the situation outside.

According to the former owner's sweet and painful scattered memories of his ex-boyfriend Ito Kazuma, Shibukawa touched the outside of the other's residence - when he was in love with the former owner, he lived in a low-cost apartment, but now he moved here This kind of high-end community with tight security - the guy's paper, you can see that you are making money.

Now that things have happened, Shibukawa can somewhat piece together the love story of the former owner: this scumbag fell in love with the former owner, a high school girl with no social experience, for some valuable thing, and finally succeeded in defrauding money and sex, and lived in style by himself Entering the villa, he left the heartbroken little girl alone.Therefore, she has no doubt that the former owner's suicide was largely related to the physical and psychological betrayal of his lover.

The former owner in the dream begged the other party to return the things to him, because it was an important relic (or property?) left by his parents, but he was severely rejected.This painful emotion, which was too painful to bear, finally overwhelmed the little girl whose parents had both died long ago and was born with a lack of love.

To be honest, Shibukawa felt that most of the adolescent girls of the former owner were prone to extreme emotions. Looking at the deep and shallow wrist-cut scars on her hands, it was obvious that they were not cut at the same time.In other words, she has absolutely no psychological burden to ask the scumbag for money now.

While this person was thinking about countermeasures, she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking in the door.

It was Ito Kazuma.

It's just that he still held a woman with heavy make-up in his arms, and the two kissed sweetly, spreading dog food unscrupulously.

As an ex-girlfriend, Shibukawa has no fluctuations in her heart.

The lady clerk glanced in her direction calmly, then smiled politely and asked the two new customers about their order.

"A cup of cat poop coffee, a cup of cappuccino." Ito Kazuma said.

Before the clerk nodded, the woman in his arms began to act coquettishly, "Hey, you drink the expensive ones, so I'll drink the cheap ones...I don't want it, unless you change it with me."

"Honey, you don't like that taste." The handsome young man replied with a smile, raised his head and said to the clerk, "Then please replace the cappuccino with Blue Mountain."

"Ok sir."

"Let me tell you, Meizi, although this coffee shop is very expensive, the boss and I are friends. He is a literary youth who is obsessed with art, and the coffee beans he collects are genuine. By the way, their coffee mille-feuille The cakes are delicious too...”

Former lord, no matter how favored you are or how coquettish you are... you've all suffered a crushing defeat.

Listening to the ex-boyfriend with this body's doting introduction to another woman, Shibukawa silently pulled up the hood of the gray sports sweater and opened the laptop to cover most of his face, just like everyone who works in a coffee shop .

Finally she took a sip of the Irish coffee.

The warm coffee liquid mixed with soft cream slid down her throat, and the hotness of alcohol suddenly ignited a wild flame in her heart.

The author has something to say:

The degree of "deception" of a scumbag refers to the kind of holding hands and kissing, playing with the feelings of innocent girls, just to succeed in defrauding money, not referring to further things, which will be explained in detail later.