Chapter 39 About Amusement Parks
Seeing the manager being helped away by his employees, the cleaning team at Company W could finally begin their work.
To be honest, this job was incredibly simple. Like a jigsaw puzzle, they pieced together a whole carriage of missing limbs in just over ten minutes. After erasing all the memories, the carriage was once again filled with normal passengers.
get off work!
Dazai Osamu's arm was already stiff. Only after the supervisor was led out by the short, white-haired boy did he remove his hand from the instrument and look at the black-haired youth whose appearance was completely different from that in the company.
With the external interference gone, Camus's supernatural ability restarted, and his mental energy recovered rapidly. The monotonous century and the soft, murmuring female voice in his ear kept echoing in his mind.
Just as he was about to face the female ghost and choose between being twisted or divine due to his high mental energy from dancing around, "Honglu," who had received orders, launched an attack on him with three small gray balls, a cigarette dangling from her lips and an impatient expression.
Azure light exploded on the Transcendentalist who was covering his head. Camus could sense another voice intertwining with the female voice in his mind. Gradually, only the empty echo that had been added later remained in his mind.
"here it is……"
One by one, the "passengers" placed on the seats by the cleaning team woke up. The scenery outside the window did not belong to any place in their memory. They looked at their own Transcendent in the carriage and the strangers who appeared at some unknown time, with spherical objects floating around them.
"Mr. Camus?"
The two Superhumans, eager to join in the fun, peered into the car through the door. Shakespeare knew a little more than the younger Cervantes, but only a little, because Camus had disappeared before he had even awakened his supernatural abilities.
Given the long-standing close relationship between Britain and France, the fact that France lost a significant number of people could be passed down as a joke from generation to generation.
The Frenchman who had surpassed others disappeared on the train, along with the service staff in that carriage. The funniest thing was that the French investigation was incomplete; all they knew was that the people were gone, but the furnishings remained unchanged, and even the half-finished drinks were still on the table.
Everything was normal in the other carriages. They couldn't help but wonder if someone was deliberately targeting their precious Transcendent. After searching for more than ten years, they reluctantly announced Camus's death. Who would have thought that the truth was that he had been dragged into the future forty years later?
"Oh! Master Cervantes!"
What's that noise?
The assembled Don Quixote leaped from his seat and charged straight at the red-haired Spanish youth. Cervantes only saw a golden blur rushing toward him, his senses telling him it was Sancho. The problem was, this shouldn't be Sancho! When Sancho wasn't berserk, he was such a reliable superpower.
Golden, smooth fur, amber eyes, and that face... oh no, it really is Sancho's face, but something's not quite right...
The young transcendent from Spain watched as the superpower seemed to have changed yet remained the same, then suddenly fell silent, revealing an expression of utter despair. His superpower had inexplicably weakened considerably.
Kenji Hagiwara was on the phone while looking around. The taxi driver had only dropped him off here, saying there was a traffic jam at the amusement park entrance and refusing to go any further. Helpless, he had no choice but to walk to his destination.
His sister came to this newly opened amusement park with her friends this morning, only to find out that the park was going to have its monthly carnival starting tonight.
Satisfied with the place, Hagiwara Chisato decided to mercifully invite her poor, lonely younger brother, who had supposedly lost his roommate, to come and see the supposedly grand and magnificent parade.
Looking at the sinners sitting in front of him, not to mention the two who had just been reassembled by W Company and had come back with him this time, but the three who had been here for a long time but had swapped bodies, X's head began to ache.
In its current state, "Honglu" should go back to H Nest and play battle royale, the kind where others escape while she is killed.
Damn April Fool's Day is still chasing me!
"Sinclair, can you tell me what the situation is right now?"
"Ah~, are you calling me?"
The champagne-haired boy responded to his supervisor, and X even hallucinated the little flowers surrounding him.
"Stop, let Liangxiu speak."
The short-haired woman, dressed neatly, looked somewhat reserved.
"Okay, actually it was during lunchtime that day..."
Sinclair, disguised as a handsome man, recounted the events of that day's exchange. The more he spoke, the stranger the supervisor's expression became; he even felt the supervisor might turn and run away.
Thinking of the child with the nullification ability, X asked:
"By the way, have you tried letting Dazai-kun touch you?"
"In fact, Supervisor, Dazai Osamu had already tried it from the very beginning."
Angela pushed open the door carrying documents and overheard their conversation. She casually replied, then looked at "Honglu":
"Liangxiu, the two children you brought back can go to school now. As part of the employee benefits, their enrollment procedures have been completed."
"child?"
Liangxiu brought a child? Really?
“Miss Ryoshu adopted a brother and sister in this world,” the short-haired woman explained.
Thank you, Sinclair, but explaining myself is really scary.
However, there's something more important for the supervisor to pay attention to than investigating the two adopted children: it's time to go to work!
According to Angela, before she lost her memory, she went out to find Don Quixote and do some business on the side. She stayed outside for a month, and the words "energy shortage" were practically slapped in her face.
X thought of the employees' family members who needed to go to school. Regardless of how much the employees were exploited, Lobotomy Corporation was never stingy with employee benefits. If the two children could live alone, they could provide additional housing.
“Liangxiu, I’m giving you a day off. You can take care of the children’s schooling. If you need money, go to the welfare department to get a card. You can also tell the minister about any other needs you may have.”
After arranging for Liangxiu to take care of the child, he turned to the remaining people. Apart from the two who had been arranged by his amnesiac self, Xiaotang and Meursault did not yet have a specific destination.
The supervisor, who had already started working, put on a white coat that looked like work clothes and said to the new criminals, "Don Quixote, go with your father to the Central Headquarters, Second District. Meursault can go to the Training Department."
Go to work, go to work, everyone!
Ignoring his colleagues who were about to fall into overtime hell, Honglu headed straight for the employee residential area, intending to take his two children to visit a school.
Having obtained his authorization, he left the company without any hindrance. Akutagawa Ryunosuke, whose face had become a bit fuller, followed behind the long-haired young man, holding the hand of his younger sister, who had also become much rounder.
Ryunosuke Akutagawa knew that this was actually the lady who had adopted them, but due to some accident, she had swapped bodies with Mr. Honglu.
Angela arranged for them to attend a school that was relatively close by, so that they could adjust to the school environment first and transfer later.
During the month the supervisor was away, they were not idle. The company's employees were very friendly to the newly joined "employee family members" and kindly instilled a lot of strange knowledge in them.
These include, but are not limited to, bizarre rules such as: to survive, you must obediently listen to your supervisor; and secretaries are even more dangerous than supervisors.
And, like cramming knowledge into them, Sinclair eventually couldn't stand it anymore and started teaching them basic knowledge.
In short, according to Angela's assessment, it will be no problem for them to catch up with their peers if one goes to primary school and the other to junior high school.
"Honglu...?"
A young man's voice came through, accurately calling out the long-haired youth's name. Was he someone who knew Mr. Honglu?
The child, who looked like a lop-eared rabbit, looked toward the source of the sound. Through what he had seen and heard over this period of time, Ryunosuke Akutagawa had reached the point where he was no longer surprised by anything outrageous.
He was a young man talking on his phone. He had long hair, slightly droopy eyes, and his purple eyes lit up noticeably when he saw Mr. Honglu. In short, he was a handsome guy.
Unfortunately, the person here now is actually Ms. Liangxiu, not Mr. Honglu whom he knows.
Kenji Hagiwara walked happily toward his long-lost friend, only to see Honglu with a cold and even somewhat gloomy expression.
What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood? Did you have a fight with that Mr. X?
What do you have?
The tall police officer tilted his head, filled with doubt. What was he talking about?
"Liang... Mr. Honglu, do you mean who you are and what business you have with me?"
With Sinclair absent, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, as the eldest child, took on the role of translator.
"Honglu, are you feeling unwell? What about these two children?"
Hagiwara noticed that the long-haired youth was still coldly scrutinizing him, as if he were a stranger. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "You... you haven't forgotten me after just over a month, have you?"
"Joke." Honglu responded with amusement after hearing his words.
The blond boy, who had been temporarily sent to run errands, caught up from behind with a smile on his face and a folder with the Lobotomy Corporation logo on it. He was relieved to be out of work and didn't have to work overtime anymore. He was glad he had escaped a disaster!
"good……"
He was halfway through his sentence when he saw an unexpected acquaintance and changed his mind.
"Honglu... Mr., you left something behind." Why is Mr. Hagiwara at the company entrance?
The officer with purple eyes had just noticed the abrupt change in the blond boy's words. Could it be that he was calling Honglu by her nickname? I've heard that some companies give their employees nicknames.
As he was pondering this, he saw the newly appeared blond boy give the older child a look, then speak to him with a serious expression:
"Actually, what Mr. Honglu meant just now was, why are you in such a remote place, Mr. Hagiwara?"
This all seems to be a later addition, doesn't it? What exactly is the relationship between Honglu and this child? Does he know her? Did Honglu mention her before?
However, he still answered the question posed by either the blond boy or Honglu, and casually asked for directions:
Is there a newly opened amusement park nearby?
Upon hearing this, "Sinclair" understood why Kenji Hagiwara had appeared in this remote place. After having their fill, Don Quixote's Blood Demon family had returned to their old ways and resumed their old business, and La Mancha had reopened.
The Blood Demons, who had always stood on the side of humanity and followed their kin, became more ambitious after they had eaten their fill. After all, their kin had sold themselves to the Lobotomy Corporation for their sake. This time, they weren't even collecting blood; they were just charging admission, and the price was very low.
Honglu was a little puzzled. It seemed that Kenji Hagiwara had come for La Mancha Amusement Park. However, as far as he knew, the amusement park was quite far from Lobotomy Corporation. Why did he come here?
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Author's note: I overestimated myself and tried to conquer the fifteenth level of the Mirror Prison, only to be sent back home at the boss point on the twelfth level. Please be aware of this.
I'm so bad at this game, QAQ
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