To a friend who is willing to spare everything to help him, the black-haired youth is always very friendly.

"The incident started because of me, but it made you suffer bad luck in the end. This is not enough. It really evolved to that point. I don't mind using war to solve it-a war with the SCP Foundation."

"Haha, even a polite attitude can't conceal the violence deep in your heart... The Great Arcanist..."

Wingate smiled happily.

But perhaps because of the fear of the war between inhumans and humans, the old man did not continue to discuss this topic, but changed the conversation and talked about other things.

"How is the situation with SCP-173 on your side?"

"Nothing. Honestly, except for the stronger desire to communicate in the past few days, I haven't done any other escape behaviors. I think it's time to be sent to an ordinary containment facility."

In the past four days, the tea-haired girl born from the statue was very peaceful, not even close to the edge of the cage, carrying the shackles on her neck to live steadily.

One thing is worth noting.

That is, SCP-173's behavior and way of speaking are getting closer and closer to humans, a bit like an evolution to be able to communicate with the only Rope that can be seen.

The transition from a murderous monster to a gentle monster.

"Ordinary containment facility..." Wingate gave a smile that was uglier than crying.

"A monster that can jump in space and run into the gap between dream and reality, what do we use to contain it? Those "lady" are now safe and sound, but I have a hunch, as long as you leave the SCP Foundation, SCP-173 will definitely show its original nature..."

"The cage is very reliable."

"That's what the director of a certain area said when he contained SCP-682. Guess what happened to him? The 682 who broke free of containment was torn into pieces that couldn't be beaten..."

"You don't believe in my power?"

"No, I don't believe it, it's ourselves..."

Luo Pei snorted, and his index finger lightly tapped the smooth surface of the office desk.

"When Kevin handles the affairs of the Tokyo Institute, I will definitely leave. It is impossible to stay on this island for a lifetime. Don't learn to be independent like an unweaned baby."

"Yeah, independence, we have always been so independent, and even the annual death toll remains high."

Wingate sank for a while, then his eyes lit up and said excitedly.

"I thought of a way! Now that I have decided to conceal SCP-294 and SCP-914, adding another SCP-173 does not seem to be a problem? You only need to take the "lady" away and be by your side. Isn't everything going to be safe? "

One sheep is also chasing, and two sheep are also chasing. As it was said that there were too many lice, Wingate, who had just finished working with the SCP Foundation, immediately broke through his own lower limit and made a proposal of unscrupulousness.

This kind of person turned out to be the top of the SCP Foundation...

Rope couldn't help but mourn for the group of O5 council members for a second.

However, this is indeed a good way. It happens that he is engaged in monster rule in Japan. The current tamability and power displayed by SCP-173, if used well, will become a very good subordinate.

Of course, Rope will never admit that he is obsessed with the problem of appearance.

"If you are not afraid, of course I will be fine."

Rope spoke and got up from his chair.

"Stay one more day, and I will leave the day after tomorrow at the latest. I will take Hong Liqi away by then. As long as you send 294 and 914 to me and start work immediately, you can wait for my high-level news."

"One more request, Mr. Rope."

"Say."

"After everything is successful, I hope you will let me rest with your own hands. You said that I will be killed by the sacrifice of death, so you will surely kill me then?"

Wingate laughed.

"After living for such a long time, after letting go of responsibility and pain, I should also go to see my wife and son."

"..."

Rope's movements stopped for a moment.

Then, he said indifferently.

"My ears are not so good these days, I couldn't hear what you said just now, sorry."

After speaking, the black-haired young man left without looking back.

Only Wingate was left in the office, and it took a long time for the old man to let out a rather helpless sigh.

Chapter 53: There is a wife at home and an assistant outside

As Rope said, he can't stay in the Asia branch of the SCP Foundation for the rest of his life. After the matter is over, he will naturally have to go back to Tokyo if he is satisfied.

The research institute was properly arranged, and the transfer of Makise Red Riki, a symbol of greater than actuality, was officially issued, and the rest was naturally the effort of two people.

——Rope for the crowning of the "demigod", and Makise Kurisu for the time machine.

"Tokyo... It's been a long time since I came back."

With the sea breeze blowing, standing on the private luxury yacht of the SCP Foundation, or Wingate, the girl pressed her brown-red hair tossed by the wind with one hand, looking at the coastline getting closer and closer in the distance.

Tokyo, Japan.

This is the hometown where she was born. Before going to the U.S., Makise Kurisu spent a fairly happy childhood here.

He was praised by everyone as a child prodigy, his mother's gentleness, and his loving and great father... Until the end, the family gradually became fragmented because of the time machine.

Thinking of the unhappy memories, the girl's face was a little depressed.

"Near hometown cowardice" refers to her current state of mind.

"The weather hasn't arrived in spring yet, the sea breeze is blowing too much, but you will catch a cold, Hong Liqi."

"Mr. Rope..."

Turning his head, the handsome young man with black hair and blue eyes came out of the cabin.

Even from the critical eyes of Makise Kurisu, this is a perfect person.

Handsome, golden, high-ranking, and more importantly, a touch of mystery brought by his inhuman vague identity. Even if an ordinary girl gets along a little bit, she will be captured immediately, right?

However, it would be nice if you were not so attached to the time machine...I believe in the destruction of the world or something, a religious fanatic...

Makise Kuri perch secretly regretted in her heart.

But these are not things she needs to worry about. Makise Kurisu feels that no matter what the black-haired youth's starting point is, she promises to do her best, at least worthy of the high salary. Moreover, she did not have the right to refuse high-level officials when she was on the SCP Foundation thief ship.