Chapter 907 Civet Cat

Because they thought of unhappy things, the two ladies had no intention of continuing to play. After sending them back to the room, Robert and Murakami walked out of the room again.

There was no lady present this time, so the two of them let loose and played various arcade games.

However, their previous goal, the game of beating taiko drums, was not found.

"It seems there is no taiko drum?" Robert looked behind him in confusion, "Or are we missing something?"

Murakami raised his hands and promised, "I definitely haven't missed any games! I've played every one of them!"

I don't know what the guarantee is.

Even so, the two of them walked around the arcade again, fearing that they had been too immersed in the game and had forgotten which machine.

They even counted how many machines each game had.

However, indeed, no.

In this way, Murakami had to suspect another possibility.

"Did you remember it wrong?" Murakami asked suspiciously, "Did you hear some other sound as the sound of a taiko drum?"

"What I heard was not the sound of a taiko drum, okay?" Robert glared at him angrily, "I clearly heard the sound of a drum."

The taiko drum was introduced to Neon from the flower-growing country. It looks like a wine barrel, and it doesn't sound very nice, but it is indeed an important ritual instrument. It will always be used during sacrifices or accompaniments. .

"Forget it, since there is no such thing, let's go back." Robert yawned. He was going to have a good night's sleep and meditate.

However, Murakami was still in high spirits, "It's not even 12 o'clock yet. Let's look for a while longer."

Robert was grateful for this, "We are going to the art museum tomorrow to check out the situation. If we get up late, we might not be able to see anything."

Murakami didn't care about this, "We have several days to investigate, no less than one or two days."

As he spoke, he said plausibly, "Besides, how do you know that it was because of that painting that our client disappeared? Maybe he just got lost! You must know that this is Shikoku, and many people can't stay in other places. All monsters may appear here."

Robert felt that this guy just wanted to play!

Just when he was about to say something to lure this guy back to sleep.

Dong dong dong——dong——dong dong——

The knocking sounded again.

This time, not only Robert heard it, but Murakami Takashi who was beside him finally heard the sound of hitting the object.

"Hey, is this what you heard before?" Murakami showed an interested expression, "It's really strange. It's obviously a normal sound, but the words 'This is the sound of drumming' appeared in my mind .”

Robert breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great. I thought I was the only one who would think this way when I heard the sound. Since we all heard the sound, does it prove that the sound does exist?"

Murakami nodded, "Congratulations, what you heard is a real sound. It is neither an auditory hallucination nor a supernatural event."

It is said that people with strong inspiration can hear sounds that others cannot hear, and thus get involved in supernatural events. Neon also has a saying that "if a monster thinks you can't see or hear him, he won't attack you."

"I think this sound is a bit like... the sound of belly patting." Robert looked at Murakami with a strange expression, "Really, I really think so, although it sounds like beating a drum... In other words, I shouldn't Will it affect your cognition?"

"Well, I don't know if you have been affected, but I must have been affected by you, right?" Murakami's expression was indescribably tangled, "Because now I'm starting to think it's the sound of a belly slap."

"Could this be the legendary move - belly drum?" Robert joked, "The sound has become louder."

It seemed that something was approaching them. The two of them quickly looked around, took out their wands, and secretly warned.

Reciting the Iron Armor Curse almost silently, Robert felt a lot more at ease. He patted his chest and the protective vest he had made before was still on his body.

There's not much of a problem with protection. I hope the other person doesn't have a habit of biting his head directly, otherwise the two of them will become headless seniors.

Just as the two of them were secretly on guard, a round creature appeared in front of them.

The guy had yellow and black fur, a wine gourd on his waist, a straw hat on his back, and a leaf on his head.

It turned out to be a tanuki.

Neon Muggles believe that the legendary civet cat is a creature called a raccoon dog. It is between a raccoon and a dog. It is a kind of monster that is good at changing and likes to play pranks.

The one in front of me seems to be...

Maybe you don't like pranks?

Robert thought this way, because the smell of alcohol coming from the other party was too strong, so it was actually drunk.

What would a drunk tanuki do?

Of course Robert didn't know it before, but now he knew it, because the little guy was holding his belly and beating it like a drum.

Dong dong dong——dong——dong dong——

It's quite rhythmic.

"That's it?" Robert was stunned, "This is the first time I've seen a living civet cat..."

"Um, when I was in South Iwo Jima, there were quite a lot of these little guys." Murakami showed a nostalgic expression, squatted down, and began to masturbate.

Probably due to his skillful technique, the civet cat soon began to hum comfortably on the ground.

"Okay little guy, can you tell us why you are here?" Robert followed Murakami's technique and stroked the little guy from head to tail. It was so comfortable that it almost held the hands of two people and refused to let go.

"Purrrr." It called so. Although he couldn't understand it, Robert used animal communication skills and almost understood what it meant.

This guy made an appointment with someone to play video games.

In fact, civet cats are magical creatures that are loyal and playful. They are full of curiosity about everything. As long as you find the right method, you can easily become their friends.

According to this civet cat, it made an appointment with a person to decide the outcome in a game here.

However, before coming here, I passed by a sake-making workshop and smelled a very pleasant smell. I couldn't hold it back for a while and ran directly into their wine cellar.

However, the civet cat said that he had no intention of being greedy. After all, the owner of the wine shop was very kind to him.

However, just looking at the way it looks wet and still smelling of alcohol, the result is obvious.

This guy really drank a lot secretly and almost drank himself to death.