Why are there only loser heroines around me?

His left hand had been holding the scabbard, and now he placed his right hand on the hilt.

At this time, Sheriff Carlo's hand was still on Youjing's shoulder. When a person holds the hilt of a knife, it usually means that he is ready for battle, but Carlo found that the boy's shoulders were relaxed.

This shows that his grip on the knife handle was just a warning and he didn't want to fight with the townspeople here.

Or......

He didn't take these civilians seriously at all, so he didn't need to tense up. Even if he maintained a "relaxed body" state, he could easily deal with these people.

Sheriff Carlo felt that the boy must be the latter.

Ukyo was a full head shorter than the two-meter-tall Sheriff Carlo, but the sturdy white man felt his height was useless against the young man. He saw two blood-red Desert Eagles hidden under his windbreaker. This was definitely a tough guy! Only those white people who were bored and liked to discriminate against yellow-skinned people would think of fighting him.

"What are you talking about, my friend who has come all the way from afar!" Carlo squeezed Youjing's shoulder and said to Shirley beside him, "Hurry up and prepare a room for our distinguished guest. Isn't the Jones family's house vacant? It's perfect for our distinguished guest!"

Carlo looked at the three people with a smile on his face. "I'm very sorry, we've already had lunch. Food is the most important thing for a small town, so I've established a rule that food must be distributed at a fixed time and quantity every day. If anyone accidentally misses it, there will be no food for that meal. I hope you can be patient for a while, as dinner time is almost here."

Yanaijian felt like the sky was falling.

How can such a thing happen?

She glanced at her watch, but it didn't move for a second. Then she remembered that in this "Nibelung-like" space, time stopped flowing, so when would it be night?

Yanami looked up at the sun overhead. It looked like it was about to set, but if time had stopped, why did the sun still rise and set? If time had truly stopped, shouldn't the sun be fixed in one position, motionless?

........

...

10 minute later.

The Jones family's old house.

Shirley brought the three of them here.

Yana smelled blood as soon as she entered the door. She was now very sensitive to this smell. After all, she had seen it many times and practice makes perfect.

She and Komari walked around, while Ukyo stayed on the first floor to continue chatting with Shirley. Yanami, who was exploring the room, bent her hands into a "C" shape and placed them behind her ears to enlarge her ears and try to hear more clearly. She was exploring the room on the surface, but in fact, if Shirley did anything out of the ordinary on the first floor, she would immediately return to defend.

...

Yanami entered the first room on the side of the corridor. This should be the study. The glass window was broken. There were bloodstains and a piece of rag hooked on the glass shards left on the window frame. It seemed that someone inside the window wanted to break the window to get out.

The Jones family must have been attacked by the "Grim Reaper" in the house.

They would have to stay in this room tonight, and they would definitely have to find some new boards to nail up the windows.

Yanami was wondering if she could successfully kill the fictional creature if she encountered the "Grim Reaper" in the house.

The young master's accessory sword definitely cannot be used. This sword forged with ancient craftsmanship is not a very sharp famous sword. Its only use is to have special attack effects when dealing with monsters and creatures. Then, the only thing she can rely on is the two modified Beretta swords given by Grand Duke Landau.

She carried six spare magazines.

Could a 9mm pistol bullet rip through the scaly shells of the Death Gods? Yanami wasn't sure. She had seen the movie's setting collection, and ordinary pistols were almost incapable of tearing through their scaly shells. But if she could hit their eyes or their lower abdomen, there was still a good chance.

The bloody blood of Beretta's blood servants is a bone-eating poison to most living creatures. I hope that what the Grand Duke gives can also be useful to the God of Death.

.......

...

"Have you ever seen a British man in his thirties? He might be wearing a long British-style gown dressed like Sherlock Holmes, holding a cane and carrying a monocle. He prefers to use short sentences and common words when speaking English."

Ukyo got straight to the point right away.

"You mean Arthur?" Shirley said. "He got here earlier than me. The sheriff said he arrived on the first day the town was completely cut off from the outside world. He calls himself a psychic detective, but he doesn't dare go out at night to deal with those monsters. He now lives in the 'Outsider Zone' and tells dirty jokes to people every day."

Ukyo just asked out of a try, but he didn't expect that Arthur was actually here.

"Then have you seen another British guy who is about the same height as me, with blond hair, mixed British and Japanese descent, a very standard handsome guy."

"never seen it."

The corners of Shirley's lips suddenly turned up, and her slender fingers rubbed Youjing's chest repeatedly, with a bit of bewitching temptation in her standard American big eyes.

This is an expression that conservative girls like Yanami could never imitate. That kind of succubus-like eyes must be paired with a hot body to work wonders.

"Handsome boy, the Jones family all died on the first floor, so the rooms on the second floor are very clean and there are no bloodstains that need to be cleaned. Do you mind going upstairs with me? We can have a deeper discussion in Jones's daughter's room."

Yana, who was in the bedroom, felt like she was facing a great enemy. Xiaoju in the next room was also listening with her ears perked up.

Xiaoju felt that she didn't need to intervene in such matters, as the boss's first-choice girlfriend would take action herself. However, considering that Yanami had a history of giving up her boyfriend, at certain necessary moments, if Yanami was not decisive enough, Xiaoju would use some extraordinary means on her behalf.

For example, when putting the nodachi on Shirley's neck, her swordsmanship teacher told her that in ancient times, swordsmen with stutters liked to glorify themselves and tell everyone that they were not good at speaking and that problems could be solved with a knife. At this time, the swordsman himself would easily leave the other party with the impression that he was "not easy to mess with."

Xiaoju thought this was so cool, it was exactly how she imagined herself.

Seeing that Yana didn't react for a long time, she was not sure whether Ukyo would be captured by the big horses. If they really went up to the second floor, it would be too late for her to take action!

"Ukyo!"

Xiaoju suddenly took a step out of the room.

She imagined herself handsomely drawing her sword to protect her master, and threatened the other party, "If you dare to attack the boss's innocence, you will have to step over the dead body of Xiaoju Zhihua first!"

But the corridor in the room was too narrow. The nodachi was successfully unsheathed, but it could not be moved horizontally. The blade was stuck in the open toilet door frame opposite.

Being stuck like this, Xiaoju, who was already stuttering, became even more speechless, and the lines she had thought of earlier began to pop out one by one -

"If, if, if... you, you dare to..."

"never mind!"

She suddenly shrugged, hid her head in her collar, and retreated back into the house in a very depressed look. When she was about to leave, she drew her knife, but she failed to pull out the blade embedded in the wooden door frame on the first try. The knife was too sharp and easily penetrated three inches into the wood. As a result, she pulled too hard on the second try, and accidentally stumbled and fell into the room.

Shirley, standing in the hallway, was stunned. She couldn't help but want to complain, "Is she your detective assistant? She seems... a little cute."

Xiaoju in the room covered her face with her hands, her face as red as a kettle.

She will never do such a thing to attract attention again!

Never again! Xiaoju Zhihua, who had imagined herself to be a handsome, taciturn swordsman, died completely at this moment.

Ukyo acted very calm about this, as if he was used to similar things. It was also good to have a guy around who could make a fool of himself at any time. The originally boring task might become easier because of this. Even so, he still had to protect his "little brother".

"It's her first mission, so she might be nervous."

"Haha~, I think she's pretty good. I was also so nervous when I filmed my first movie that I couldn't speak my lines clearly."

Ukyo was stunned. "I saw online that Death's Demise is your debut film. I think your acting is pretty good, and everyone can see that. But the plot of Death's Demise is really ordinary. I saw a review saying...no one watched it for the plot, they watched it to see you."

"Oh my, these comments are all from fans. How can I be as good as they say?"

Sulli was very modest. "My first debut film was 'The Island', which I filmed when I was 14. At that time, I played a random girl who only had five sentences to say, but I stumbled over them all, which almost pissed off the director to death."

broken.

Yana, who was listening in the room, felt more and more that something was wrong. This foreign girl had a good personality. The word she used to complain about Komari was "cute", and she was very humble in her words. It seemed that she could get along well with Ukyo.

She felt that if she didn't go out, once Youjing talked to her for a while, they might really end up talking on the clean bed on the second floor.

"Ms. Shirley." Yana saw her walk out of the room as if nothing had happened, with a very natural smile on her face. She reached out and brushed her blue hair back, and said, "There are quite a lot of blood stains in this room. Is there anything in your town that can clean up blood stains?"

"Um... can I use dish soap? There's some in the bathroom."

"Where is the bathroom? Can Miss Shirley take me there?"

Yanami walked to Shirley's side. Her rank was obviously higher than Komari's, and it was not just one level higher.

She held Shirley's left arm with both hands and looked up at her very intimately, "Miss Shirley, can you take me there?"

Shirley thought Yanami's azure eyes were very beautiful, and she was a little beauty who was a head shorter than herself. Her not-so-fluent English sounded very childish, which immediately lowered Shirley's psychological defenses.

'She must be a little scared, right?' Shirley thought.

"Of course!" Shirley smiled at her affectionately, "Come with me~"

.......

...

The two of them walked away arm in arm. "Arm-linking" is a very normal action between girls, just like hugging shoulders between men, such as Sheriff Carlo just now. They had never met before, but Youjing didn't think there was anything abnormal about him hugging her shoulders.

In the room, blushing Xiaoju squatted by the wall.

Is this a defeat?

She seems to have completely lost...

And he lost to two people at the same time.

Xiaoju looked into the room. The sheets and quilts were covered with blood, and there were two severed fingers on the floor that had not been cleaned up. It seemed that she had to find something to clean the room. She hoped there was a washing machine here. She didn't want to wash the sheets by hand. The sun above her head had not started to set yet. If she liked it now, maybe she could use it in the evening.

"Oh~" she sighed. The eldest brother would definitely sleep on the bloodless bed on the second floor, so the two younger brothers would have to make do in the remaining place for one night.

Xiaoju rubbed her stomach. She was a little hungry and wondered what people here would eat for dinner.

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……

Ten minutes later, Yanami and Komari threw the blood-stained sheets into the washing machine. After the drum finished spinning, they rubbed off the blood stains that were not cleaned clean with their hands. Finally, they took out the sheets and hung them on the clothesline outside.

Ukyo was in a camp not far from the second floor.

There are many temporary wooden houses here.

Ukyo saw Arthur.

His house was very shabby, built with wood and bricks. The traces of cement were very fresh, and it looked like it had been built not long ago. It was only four square meters, had no windows, and was about two meters high.

When Arthur saw Youjing coming, he immediately rushed out of his doghouse and hugged Youjing tightly.

"Brother! Am I dreaming? I never thought I would see you again in my lifetime!"

He held Youjing's arms and put his head behind his arms, as if looking for someone.

"Why don't I see your little follower?"

"She's not my follower."

Ukyo frowned slightly. "Yanami is the vice president of the Ukyo Rei Detective Agency, responsible for the handover of commissions. She has excellent taijutsu and is capable of handling matters on her own."

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Volume 1: Chapter of Atonement, how can there be such a stupid person!

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I was confused by my own stupidity.

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Volume 107: Chapter 1 Yanami's First Active Attack ( words to repay yesterday's stupidity)

"She has excellent taijutsu skills and is capable of standing on her own."

"Is that so?" Arthur scratched his dry, rough hair.

"I haven't seen her take action yet. How powerful is she?"

"You'll get a chance to see it."

Ukyo squatted down at the door of his room.

His place really looks like a doghouse. It is only about 1.5 meters high and is a pure square. It seems that the local townspeople here are not friendly to them, a few outsiders.

Most of the houses in this camp are like this. Arthur has a strong odor and has not taken a shower for many days. His hair has returned to its original state and is no longer oily. Instead, he looks like a primitive man with a head of rough and messy hair that is very punk.

"Did you build these houses yourselves?"

"Yes," Arthur said. "The locals don't want outsiders like us to live in their homes. There's nothing we can do about it. They're wary of outsiders, and we understand. The sheriff was kind enough to give us bricks and cement. If we want wood, we can go chop it ourselves in the woods, but there are only two axes here, so we have to queue up even to chop down trees."

"Why don't you teach them a lesson?" This was asked by Yanaijian, who walked over from not far away after drying the sheets.

"Oh no," Arthur said, waving his hands. "I can't stand up to four people with my own fists! I should have brought a gun. That hottie Shirley came in with a sniper rifle. The locals were obviously more polite to her than to me."

The Grim Reaper cannot enter the house is a setting in the movie. It doesn’t matter whether the house is a thatched hut or a high-rise building, even if it is a doghouse, the Grim Reaper cannot enter.

This involves the underlying setting in the movie. The "God of Death" is a centralized individual who highly obeys the orders of his superiors. Only a small number of individuals who are inherently rebellious can escape the control of their superiors. As for why the superiors gave them the order "not to approach human houses"...this point was not elaborated on in "Where the God of Death Sinks 1".