After Boqi moved into my closet, the quiet life is gone forever

"Uh... well, thank you..."

Sandwich Sauce agreed nonchalantly, holding the potato chips bought from the convenience store in his hand, and began to eat them with relish. This time, he even learned to share them with Pochi. Of course, this was a deliberate show in front of Chaoyang to improve his favorability, for fear that he would really abandon him.

"I don't know exactly when it started, but the real world has changed in the past two days... At first I thought it was just Japan... But after watching the social news in China, I see that the people on the street are different from what I used to know. Pochi, can you tell me what the hair and eye color of yellow people is?"

Pochi didn't expect to be called out suddenly and immediately panicked.

"Ah... yes, yes, yes... OK, it seems like all colors are available."

"Yeah, but that's in the anime world. In real life, hair is usually black or dark brown, and dyed hair doesn't count. Pochi, you've probably never dyed your hair, have you?"

"Ah? ...I...I never dare to go to a beauty salon..."

Pochi's answer was as Chaoyang expected. After all, even if Pochi dyed his hair, there was no reason why Erli would have pink hair. It could only be said that it was natural.

"I speculate that the change occurred after Sandwich Sauce traveled through time. I don't understand the specifics, but I can't rule out the possibility that your presence has begun to erode the common sense of reality... It could also be caused by some other character traveling through time from another corner of the world, but I have no way of knowing."

"Even if you say this, what does it have to do with us? We can't change anything."

Sandwich didn't care about Chaoyang's words at all and casually touched his ear.

"...Sandwich-chan, Pochi, after all, traveled through time from a youth anime. She doesn't have any abilities that transcend the logic of reality. I've checked, don't you have some strange abilities? Try to come up with something that can travel through time and space."

The sandwich sauce directly flicked the earwax out onto Chaoyang's forehead.

"I'm not that convenient Doraemon~~ Anyway, I'm going back to be Lily Ling's slave. Now I've figured it out, it doesn't matter which place I'm in. Hehehe~... After all this talk, do these things bother you at all? They clearly don't affect you at all. Or do you dislike this pink-haired girl? She's obviously very happy living with you, and she's already jumping for joy in her heart. Maybe you didn't even have the opportunity to interact with girls so much before we got here."

"No impact? ... Indeed no impact..."

But Chaoyang could not forget the sobs he cried while hiding in the closet when Pochi first came.

And

"Pochi is staying here, I can't help him at all."

13. Mysterious visitor, is the main quest about to begin?

"Dong dong dong."

Late at night, the Chaoyang family was still holding their first inconclusive family meeting, but when they were halfway through the conversation, there was a knock on the door.

"Who's here so late at night... Are you here to warn us because we're noisy? It's true that it's been quite noisy at night since Sandwich moved in."

"Don't put all the blame on me! You impotent man!"

"Yes, yes, shut up!"

Chaoyang got some tape from somewhere and sealed Sandwich Sauce's mouth.

"Pochi-chan, please don't make any noise for now. I'm going to go out and apologize."

"Ah... yes, I'm sorry... o(╥﹏╥)o"

Pochi immediately kowtowed and apologized with tears in his eyes.

"You'll make a knocking noise even if you do that. Just go back to bed and sleep. ...Tsk, why do you keep knocking? Seriously, wait a moment."

Looking at Pochi's exaggerated apology, Chaoyang was about to stop it, but there was a continuous knock on the door. Chaoyang had no choice but to leave Pochi alone and go to open the door.

Chaoyang was in such a hurry that he took it for granted and forgot to look through the cat's eye.

Open the door and you will see the bow "Red Bean Paste Smith Masai"

It was just quiet outside. When Chaoyang looked up, he realized something seemed wrong.

"You, who are you?"

On both sides of the door stood a man in a black suit and sunglasses.

"Mr. Su, please come with us quietly."

"Excuse me, but please make it clear even if you want me to leave, or I'll call the police."

"We all know your information. Su Chaoyang, you're from Anhui, China. You've been in Japan for two years and are currently a freshman in the Law Department at Aoyama Gakuin University. Your N2 score is 1131 on the EJU and 657 on the TOEFL, which is average for international students. Your spoken Japanese is rated poor. Do you need us to provide more detailed information? We know there are other people living with you in your family who aren't from this world. But for now, just keep quiet and follow us."

When Chaoyang heard that his identity had been completely exposed, he also realized that their identities were not ordinary people. After all, even if his information was leaked, not even his test scores would be exposed. He could even accurately say that there were two time travelers in his family.

"At least let me go back and say hello..."

"Well, it's true that if you don't go back for a long time, it will arouse suspicion. As long as you agree to go with us, please don't do anything strange. We know where you work and where you go to school, so don't do anything unnecessary. We don't intend to harm you, we just want your help."

"……understood."

After Chaoyang finished speaking, he temporarily closed the door and walked into the house.

In just a few seconds, I had already considered many options.

Call the police, escape by jumping out the window, make a big fuss, but in the end he rejected all of them. After a quick analysis, he was just an international student, couldn't speak Japanese fluently, was unfamiliar with the place and had no enemies. They shouldn't be anyone who wanted to harm him. Knowing so much of his information, it was unimaginable that anyone other than the government departments could do such a thing. He also knew about the visitors from another world in his room, so he probably came to find him for them.

"Sandwich sauce, Pochi sauce, I'm going out for a while, I don't know how long, I may not be back tonight."

"You look too good to be beaten, so you're going to be called out and beaten all night~~ How pitiful~"

"Just leave it as it is. If anything happens, please protect Pochi."

"Huh? Why should I protect this pink-haired bitch? Her life or death has nothing to do with me."

But Chaoyang's serious expression still moved her a little, and in the end she just hummed and nodded.

"Pochi, go to bed early. If you behave well, I'll buy you a cell phone if I can come back tomorrow."

"Ah... then, no, that's not necessary, I..."

Chaoyang left the house before Pochi could finish his stammering words.

[What's going on? Chaoyang won't be in any trouble, right? It would be better to follow him.]

"Well, that... Lord Evil God..."

Pochi opened his mouth to ask Sandwich to find out what was going on, but was interrupted by Sandwich before he could finish his words.

"Go to bed, pink hair, didn't you hear what the Chinese said? I still want to play games for a while~."

"Yes."

……

After Chaoyang left the house

"Mr. Su, please come with us. It's late at night and it's inconvenient to talk here."

"Can you wait a moment?"

"Huh? Ahhh, Mr. Su, what are you doing?!"

Chaoyang tested his strength and simply grabbed the belt of a man in a suit and lifted it up. The 1.8-meter-tall burly man was easily lifted up by him with one hand. He was no more capable than the reincarnation of a Tyrant.

"Hmm, that's easy. It seems my power isn't specifically for attacking Sandwich. This gives me some confidence."

"Oh, just testing if I can beat you guys up if you're bad guys."

I said the second half of the sentence in my heart.

[By the way, I'm checking to see if you have any guns or other weapons. It doesn't look like you have any. Another of his companions didn't try to stop me from pulling out my weapon when I suddenly raised my hand. He just stared blankly. It seems he's not from the special forces or trained here.]

"Huh...Huh...Mr. Su, we said we had no ill intentions. I hope you won't do something like this again next time."

The person who was lifted up, still in shock, warned Chaoyang.

"Well, but please consider this for me. Being taken away by two strangers in suits late at night and doing something strange shouldn't be surprising. A normal person would have called the police and screamed."

"But Mr. Su, you're not a normal person, right? You've just proven that you're different from ordinary people. We came to you because of this change."

"Well, I guessed it."

Chaoyang didn't know whether to thank Sandwich. Her arrival had changed him the most. His physical strength had been completely transformed. Not to mention that after Pochi had transformed him into an asshole, his personality had also gained some of Yurisuzu's dark and calm qualities. Thanks to this, he didn't panic too much.

"Please get in the car."

A black car was parked on the road in front of the dilapidated apartment building. A man in black walked up, opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

"Do you want to wear a blindfold or something?"

"...Uh...No, we're not some secret organization."

After Chaoyang got in the car, there was no more conversation. The car traveled through the night. Chaoyang sat in the back seat and began to imagine what would happen next. However, the fatigue from delivering the food came over him and he fell asleep unknowingly while thinking.

14. There is too much information and I don’t understand what you mean!

When Chaoyang woke up, the car had already stopped. After getting out, he found himself in front of a seemingly ordinary three-story building. He was guided inside. Although the lights were bright, perhaps because it was late at night, there were few people around. Even though Chaoyang was still bleary-eyed, he didn't feel restricted by anything. The other party was quite friendly.

"This way, please."

After a few twists and turns, Chaoyang finally led them into a conference room. At its center was a several-meter-long conference table, crafted from carefully selected marble, its natural texture imbued with a sense of luxury. Comfortable, high-backed leather chairs surrounded the table. In the chair at the front sat a woman wearing glasses and a suit, her expression stern and unmistakable, a figure of the elite. Her hairstyle, a simple low ponytail, gave Chaoyang the impression of being around 30 years old.

"I'm so sorry to bother you so late at night."

"...Well, I'm fine since I often stay up late anyway. It's really pitiful for you guys to still be working overtime this late. But isn't it time for you to introduce yourselves now?"

Chaoyang put his hands in his trouser pockets, not showing any shyness at all, and spoke very casually, which surprised the woman a little.

"Excuse me, my name is Kikuchihara Mi, and I'm a government official, currently serving as the general coordinator for the Special Situation Countermeasures Council. Please wear this in-ear monitor. Considering you're a foreigner, we've arranged for a simultaneous interpreter to ensure you understand correctly. You can also just speak in Chinese."

Kikuchihara Mi opened her palm, revealing the earphones. Chaoyang took it and put it on one side, and immediately a friendly Chinese translation came from it.

Chaoyang immediately spoke more casually.

"Huh? Don't lie to me, does Japan even have such a department? I've never heard of this in Japan's 1 prefecture, 11 provinces, and 1 government."

Kikuchihara Mi closed her eyes and explained calmly.

"I heard that Mr. Su's grades were average, but for a foreigner, you're surprisingly knowledgeable about Japanese government agencies. This department is nominally a special temporary agency under the Central Government... As the name suggests, it's an independent agency created solely to deal with special circumstances."

"..."

Hearing this, Chaoyang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and suddenly felt that his daily life was about to undergo tremendous changes.

"Looking at your expression, you should know why we're looking for you. Simply put... Mr. Su, we need you to save the world."

Hearing her say this expressionlessly, Chaoyang felt bored for some reason.

"...Even if you suddenly said that...I would just think you were joking."

"Mr. Su, you should have noticed that some changes have taken place in this world, right?"

"...You mean the hair color and eye color? It's definitely different from the East Asians I'm familiar with... but it's not like I need to save the world. It might be a little awkward at first, but I'll get used to it."

"That's because the world is forcing you to correct your ideas, but you're telling the truth. If it were just this level, it might indeed be harmless. But the problem is what happens after this..."

"If no action is taken, the fundamental elements of this world will be replaced by settings from fantasy works, leading to the appearance of more and more characters from fantasy works."

After hearing this, Chaoyang felt that it was not bad and there was nothing wrong with it. He himself could be considered a light 2D fan.

Kikuchihara Mei seemed to see through Chaoyang's thoughts and immediately continued to explain.

"Of course, for many people, this might not be a big deal. In their ordinary, boring lives, many people might secretly pray for all sorts of magical elements to exist in reality. From the government's perspective, if these characters are just everyday characters, it's actually fine. It's not even a bad thing for the government. With the current declining birthrate and aging population, if the population can be increased out of thin air, it's a good thing from both a macro and micro perspective."

But the problem lies in the unknown risks. As the concept of reality begins to crumble, more and more characters beyond the ordinary will appear, perhaps from a world of swords and sorcery, or from a world filled with supernatural powers. If they are true monsters, antisocial characters, or even ambitious individuals seeking to unify the world, and this world happens to have no one to resist, then this world will meet its end.

Chaoyang sat at the conference table, listening to Kikuchihara Mei's long speech with his head tilted, and finally understood what he meant.

He frowned, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table, digesting the huge amount of content in his mind, and after a moment he raised his doubts.

"First of all, I still don't understand the specific meaning of your calling me here. Secondly, are the things you said facts, or just conjectures you made up? How can you prove that what you said is true?"

At this time, Kikuchihara Mi pressed the button on the table, the bright lights disappeared instantly, and the huge screen in front of the conference table began to play a movie.

"This, this is..."

A modern urban battle scene began to play in front of my eyes, with a random assortment of psychics, knights, and magical girls fighting each other and destroying the city.

There is no plot explanation or dialogue, and it looks extremely confusing, like a third-rate mashup of work.

"This is a true record of what happened in Tokyo six years ago, a fantasy work invading reality."

"That's bullshit! How come I haven't heard of this kind of thing? And the destruction of a city is this serious? 911/ is no different. The whole world should have known about this by now."

"Because the damage was restored after the incident subsided, and the memories of those who witnessed those characters disappeared."

"Don't you remember that?"

"Only special people would remember, and these people are concentrated here. It is not ruled out that they may be locked up in a mental hospital."

Chaoyang naturally didn't believe it because there were too many things that couldn't be explained.