Why are there only loser heroines around me?

"Sunshine Dessert Shop" is not far from Shifu High School.

Four people sat around a small round table.

Xiaoju misunderstood what Yanami meant. She thought that the food Yanami was talking about was desserts or something like that. Now there was still an hour and a half before 12 o'clock, so it was no wonder that Xiaoju misunderstood.

Yanami was sitting on the chair backwards, with her perky buttocks floating up from the seat. She was using the chair as a rocking horse, rocking from side to side like a primary school student. The wait for dessert was too long, and she could no longer hold back her fingers from updating her "LINE status"!

"Yeah~"

"Finally showed up!"

The waiter brought out a prototype cake called "Castle in the Sky". The surface of the cake was covered with a layer of cloud-like cream puffs, dotted with hazelnut crumbs in the middle, and the bottom layer was covered with some kind of light blue fruit jam. The overall shape really gave the feeling of blue sky and white clouds.

Yanami turned on the food filter, took a photo and updated his status.

Ukyo went over and liked the post, then opened the night watch group chat. He had no interest in the expensive desserts that the girls liked, so he just ordered a plain mocha.

He felt that something was wrong with the Night Watch Channel.

How to put it specifically...He has created this channel for a long time, but why is there no familiar ID in the channel?

This "familiar look" refers to certain people who often appear in group chats and speak with a strong personal touch. Even if they change their avatar and nickname, you can still recognize them from their speaking style on the Internet.

and.....

Ukyo vaguely remembered that a few days ago, someone seemed to be watching the collision test of Bugatti's new car in France, and said that he would get him a purchase qualification?

Who said this?

A strong sense of discomfort surged in Youjing's heart. At the same time, his head began to ache slightly. Some memories that had been archived by his generation seemed to be struggling in his subconscious, eager to come out.

What happened? Had he slipped into the spirit realm at some unintended moment?

"See you Yana." Ukyo suddenly called her name.

"Huh?" Yanai was startled.

"Do you know sugar osmanthus?"

Ukyo always spoke logically, and he rarely mentioned something he didn't want to talk about at a certain point in time.

"What is sugar osmanthus...?" Yanai asked subconsciously.

"It's a traditional Chinese snack made with fresh osmanthus flowers and white sugar. The production process is very simple. Just mix the pickled osmanthus flowers and white sugar together."

Yana looked at him with a frown. Ukyo had never taken the initiative to share food with her, so she had to listen carefully. This might be Ukyo's favorite food, and she could make it for him later.

"Does Ukyo like sugar osmanthus?"

"Yes, I like it very much." Ukyo stared at Yanami in front of him, and his intense gaze made the girl's cheeks opposite blush.

Generally speaking, as long as two safe words are stated, the ordinary spiritual realm will disappear like a dream bubble, but Yanami in front of him did not disappear, which proved that his judgment might be wrong. Maybe he thought too much, and there was no alchemical realm here at all, but he still had three safe words, and his subconscious gave him three chances to burst the bubble.

"Why do you like sugar osmanthus?" Yanai asked.

"There's no reason, I just like it. Sugared osmanthus flowers are also a topping for glutinous rice balls, rice porridge, and candied fruits. Sprinkling some sugared osmanthus flowers on them makes the food taste even better." You Jing said, "My mother used to make this for me."

"Her name is Su Xiaoyan. When I was little, she often cooked for me. Later, when I grew up a little, we hired a nanny, so she cooked less and less, and later she simply stopped."

So Ukyo's mother's last name was Su? Yanaijian felt something was amiss. His mother seemed to be of mixed descent from Japan and somewhere else, so how could she have a Chinese name? Unless the mother Ukyo was talking about wasn't his current mother, but another "mother" he had mentioned to her on that train to the Demon Realm.

Yanami realized what Ukyo was doing.

She suddenly thought of the strong sense of incongruity that had been frequently appearing around her recently, and the frequent sudden memory loss that seemed like amnesia. Ukyo must have realized that something was wrong, so he was trying like "Toby" to find his safe word in a place that might be the devil's "mental realm" and try to escape from the mental realm.

What I have to do is to cooperate with Youjing and help him get the safe word back.

As for how to cooperate...

It’s very simple, as long as he doesn’t lose the conversation, he will definitely be able to find it back on his own.

"Why don't you do it?" Yanai asked with a smile.

"As I grew older, I could eat lunch at school," Ukyo said. "Then, when I went to college, I had fewer opportunities to eat at home."

"University? What kind of university?"

You Jing said: "There are a bunch of crazy people and psychopaths in there who fantasize about having super powers every day. In order to fit in with those guys, I also made up a power for myself. I like to call it Jun Yan."

"--call!"

The next moment, some kind of black flame exploded in all directions with Youjing as the center. The three people sitting at the small table felt the burning heat wave at the same time, as if they were in the hottest summer day, stripping naked and burying themselves in the sand.

Flames danced in Ukyo's eyes. It was the "Seventeen Layers of Hell, Red Lotus, Black Flame" that Xiaoju had created in her novel. The name was so popular that it had made Ukyo unable to read it directly when he first read it. But the name didn't matter, as long as the flames worked.

A lost memory came back to my mind.

He remembered that he had a friend named Arthur, who had been pretending to be Conan Doyle for more than ten years, talking nonsense and threatening to retire every day. Ukyo read the beginning of his novel published on Bungo Station and found it even worse than Yanami's. There was no hope for him to create the second Sherlock Holmes in his lifetime.

He went to Massachusetts not long ago and has been out of touch since.

Bai Ma went to find him. As of now, 20 minutes ago, he sent himself the letter S, which is suspected to be the international distress signal "sos".

There is also Kotoko Iwanaga, one of his "good netizens", who accepted a $150 million commission two days ago and went to Maryland with her young boyfriend.

Ukyo took a deep breath.

He was not sure whether he was in some spiritual realm. If so, the demon controlling this realm was too powerful. It could actually control the consciousness of so many people at the same time, forcing them to forget something. At the same time, it also had the ability to distort reality and could forcibly erase all traces of someone's existence.

He couldn't even find any chat history with Arthur and the other two.

Kotoko Iwanaga, who was very active on YouTube and had an account with tens of millions of followers, also disappeared from the Internet. Ukyo could not find any trace of this famous blogger's existence on the Internet.

Finally, he switched back to "LINE" and stared at the number "82" in the Night Watch channel.

He created the Night Watch channel, so he is the boss of the Night Watch. Everyone usually helps each other in the group chat and has a lot of fun. Arthur and Bai Ma said that they would find a way to help him get the Bugatti. I heard that it is the only supercar of limited edition in the world. Now his supercar is still nowhere to be found, but those two people suddenly disappeared?

His supercar hasn't even landed yet, and those two living people can't just die like that!

Arthur had been on the Demonic Train with him, and he loved listening to the old detective tell stories about his past. Yanaijian had taken many commissions from him, and the guy only took a 5% commission, showing that he was a conscientious businessman.

There is also Kotoko Iwanaga. She was the one who gave the information about "Guillermo del Toro's Cabinet of Curiosities" for free. That girl has a very good personality and loves the Water Watcher very much. If this monster princess suddenly disappears from the group chat, Ukyo will inevitably feel lonely.

Everyone who knew him knew, both then and now, that he was a kindhearted man. Even those who weren't close to him, like Nicholas, knew that he often helped old ladies cross the street. A certain nobleman even said that he was elegant, gentle, knowledgeable, and helpful, the graceful embodiment of all virtues. He had so many beautiful titles, so he had to do things that lived up to them!

It is precisely because of his warm heart that he can't just sit back and watch his friend disappear! He has to find his friend!

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked into Yanami's eyes.

Yanaijian felt that his eyes at this moment were like strong Russian vodka, without any mellowness, but only the biting wind and snow of the north.

"Book a plane ticket, we're going to Massachusetts to find our missing online friend."

After saying that, Ukyo and Yanami stood up at the same time. They had already cooperated with each other tacitly, and many things were unspoken.

"I, what about me..." Xiaoju also stood up from the chair.

Also standing up was Tian Aixing, who looked confused.

"Come along," Ukyo said to Komari.

"Ma Nai, you can't go." Ukyo said, "Open an account on social media and send me your name. During the few days we're gone, kill a few low-level demons to prove yourself. These things are everywhere in Toyohashi City at dusk. I can't take you this time. A psychic detective who has never fought in actual combat is not even qualified to do logistics."

Volume 105: Chapter 6 Yanaijian has a sense of crisis (5K)

Two days later, in the ancient and lush red maple forest in western Massachusetts, USA...

Youjing and Xiaoju were sitting in the Maybach S that they rented for $100. The window was rolled down and Xiaoju was holding a cup of Coke that she had bought not long ago in her hand as if it were a treasure.

For someone like her who has difficulty communicating with others in her native language, it is even more difficult to get ahead in the United States.

But not long ago, she overcame her fear of "communication" through her own efforts and the use of Google Translate on her mobile phone. She bought a bottle of Coke from a convenience store by "handing her mobile phone to the cashier".

A girl with long blue hair and a gray windbreaker stood beside the car, looking towards the end of the red maple forest.

Her long hair is still as shiny as silk, but after arriving in Massachusetts, she seemed to have some difficulty acclimatizing. She caught a cold and her hair became abnormal. The most obvious manifestation was that the ends of her hair began to curl, but this did not affect the girl's appearance.

The three of them parked the car here not to enjoy the scenery in the woods.

The Google Maps in the car can’t find the location, the phone can’t receive a signal, and the positioning keeps showing “Unable to locate your current location”.

Ukyo had no choice but to find the paper map he had prepared in advance, and began to compare each road one by one in the driver's seat to determine their location.

The only downside to using electronic devices too much is that I'm almost losing all the skills I learned.

Now he has Kurosawa, and he also had Norma when he slayed the dragon. He doesn't need to look at the map himself, because that reliable super artificial intelligence rarely has blackouts. I heard that a specialist lost contact in Bermuda, and Norma could find his signal.

It took Ukyo five minutes to find Kingsport Church on the paper map.

But he didn't know where he was. The road under the Maybach's tires should be "No. 12", but it only takes half an hour to drive out of this road, but they had clearly been driving for more than an hour.

The current situation gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He slowly pulled a thick cigar from the cigar box. This was the first time he lit it after refilling the cigar box. Gray smoke came out of his mouth. He suddenly said softly, "Test you. Can anyone tell me about the Nibelungen?"

"I, I'll do it..." Xiaoju raised her hand very actively.

She is very good at supernatural theories. In terms of the amount of books she has read, Xiaoju is confident that she can surpass Youjing. She does not have as good a memory as Youjing, who can summarize and remember everything she has read, but she has read a lot of books. The old bookshelf in the club office has been filled up by her. Every time she reads a related supernatural book, she will add another one to the bookshelf. In just half a month, there is no more room on the old bookshelf.

"Nibelungen originates from Nilfheim in ancient Northern Europe." Xiaoju pronounced the word accurately. "In Norse mythology, it refers to the land of the dead... or the land of fog... In medieval German, the people who lived there were called Nibelung, which translates to people living in the fog."

"I've also seen The Nibelungenlied and The Ring of the Nibelung. In the opera, this term refers to a family..."

Ukyo interrupted her, "We won't talk about family matters today, just the first meaning of it."

After saying this, Ukyo pointed to the asphalt road ahead, which was covered with maple leaves. He asked, "How long have we been driving on this road?"

Yanami, who was leaning against the car door outside, looked up at the sun and said, "It feels like over an hour... When we first came in, Google said we'd reach our destination in half an hour, but this road seems endless. Have we fallen into a Möbius loop?"

It's amazing that she could remember such a professional term as the Möbius strip, but this place probably has nothing to do with Möbius.

"This road should have an end." Ukyo waved out the window, "Stop looking at the sun and get in the car."

The reason they didn't reach the end was probably because they didn't drive far enough.

Ukyo said, "You can think of the Nibelungen as a strange dimension, a special territory constructed using alchemy. If my guess is correct, we had already entered the Nibelungen when Google Maps just lost its location. Have you seen Harry Potter? The magical space looks small, but once you step inside, you'll find that the space inside is much larger than you imagined, but it's not endless."

Yanami and Komari reacted at the same time.

"You mean, we've mistakenly entered the Land of Mist?"

"That should be the case." Ukyo said, "I'm not sure, it's just a guess."

The next moment, he stepped on the accelerator, and Yanami and Komari in the passenger seat fastened their seat belts at the same time.

..........

Don't know how long it has been.

As a thin mist rose on both sides of the road, Yanami began to feel uneasy about the general situation around him.

There were faint traces of human existence around, such as craters on the trees and garbage thrown on the roadside. The sunlight seemed to dim at some unknown moment. Xiaoju put her legs on the seat and hugged them with her arms. She liked to do this when she was uneasy, but this action was actually very dangerous when riding in a car.

Those red and yellow autumn leaves became gloomy and dark against the backdrop of gray fog, and the trees and fields seemed to become dense.

Yanami pulled out her two Berettas from the holsters under her arms and checked the loading of bullets. When she was in Japan, she was a good girl who had never been to a shooting range, but in the United States, Ukyo's friends were able to get them guns. These two Berettas were sent by Grand Duke Landau when they got off the plane.

There are two guns, one black and one white, with complex rose thorns and the Landau family's holy shield emblem engraved on the guns, which is very much like the style of vampire nobles.

The man sent by the Grand Duke to deliver the guns said that the bullets inside were all engraved with the "holy circuit" used by the blood clan to deal with other demons. They were filled not with salt or silver, but with the dirty blood in the blood servants' bodies. This thing is highly poisonous to any living creature and is more lethal to demons than ordinary salt and holy water.

Xiaoju's hands were too small, and it was difficult for her to hold the gun, so the Grand Duke prepared a ladies' Browning for her, which was also in the vampire style. The patterns on it were gilded, which was very beautiful. But Yanaijian didn't know where Xiaoju hid the gun, maybe under her skirt or in the pocket of her sweatshirt.

The Grand Duke prepared two Desert Eagles for Ukyo. It was said that these were Grand Duke Landau's two favorite guns. The guns were painted blood red, and the slides were engraved with the Grand Duke's favorite mottos, one on the left and one on the right. The left one read "Give the righteous a dignified demise," and the right one read "Give the wicked the most cruel annihilation."

Both were modified, increasing their accuracy to 40 meters without diminishing the Desert Eagle's power. It was rumored that Grand Duke Landau had once used one to blow Grand Duke Dracula's head off, successfully consolidating his position in the vampire clan's internal strife. He had always considered these two pistols a symbol of his family's revival, until that man named Ukyo Tachibana intruded on his party...

The guy used a Japanese sword to cut his bullet and flicked the broken bullet head to his feet. From that moment on, Grand Duke Landau felt that strength was not that useful.

As the saying goes, a BMW goes with a luxury car, and a sword goes with a hero. Grand Duke Landau felt that instead of letting these two sacred objects that had killed great nobles come to shame in his hands, it would be better to give them to warriors who could truly wield them.

 …

...

Yanami and Komari both had a trace of fear and awe of the unknown in their hearts, but there was no such thing in Ukyo's eyes. Yanami wondered why Ukyo was never afraid. She had heard Ukyo tell stories from the past, so she knew that Ukyo had been defeated in the Nibelungen, and more than once. Now he was about to go in again, but why was there only excitement and fighting spirit in this man's eyes?

Ukyo also pondered this question.

Many people who have been to the battlefield will suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder, commonly known as PTSD. In the United States, 40 veterans suffer from traumatic stress, and 10 of them commit suicide in their subsequent family life.

It is said that they were unable to return to normal life after the war, and were haunted by nightmares every time they closed their eyes, with images of blood and flesh flying on the battlefield constantly lingering in their minds.

But Ukyo rarely has nightmares, or even never does.

He was not at peace even when he closed his eyes, and often dreamed of that cold rainy night, but Youjing never thought it was a nightmare. He felt that he needed to use a more appropriate word to describe that kind of dream, perhaps it should be called... a battle re-simulation?