What Kind of Morbid Joke Is That?

"However, this is just a suggestion."

Fujino glanced at the energetic Takagi and poured cold water on his enthusiasm. "I can't guarantee the specifics of the situation."

"Of course I know, after all, I didn't have high expectations."

Takagi chuckled awkwardly, paused, then stopped and looked at Fujino: "But speaking of which, if I were to act as an advisor, I should be able to succeed..."

"Um?"

"Although it was just a feeling."

Takagi nodded and pondered, "But I always feel that Sato-san seems to have something on her mind, but when she's partnered with you, the advisor, she always seems very relaxed, which is completely different from her usual demeanor."

"Yeah?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly. "I think it might be because..."

"Because?"

"Because I'm too strong."

Fujino twitched his chin seriously. "After all, sometimes when someone is too strong, others can just win without any pressure."

Takagi: "..."

This high-end Versailles is so sophisticated that I don't even know how to refute it.

"..."

Fujino glanced at the speechless Takagi, feeling that this guy's chances of success were rather slim.

Because of his appearance as a time traveler, many cases in this world were solved in other ways.

At this point in time, Takagi and Sato's relationship should have been quite good.

However, he is still just an ordinary colleague, which means that the timeline has changed because of his appearance.

Fujino felt uneasy that his presence had caused others to break up, which is why he offered advice along with the conversation.

Moreover, Sato Miwako really went too far this time, slapping someone across the face, but inviting her out for a meal wouldn't have been so unreasonable.

However, this is just a suggestion, and judging from the current situation, it seems that such a suggestion is not very useful for Takagi.

He will most likely only be considered a friend by Sato.

Some things change and that's it. Just like Ai said: You can't reverse time. If you try to force it to change, you'll only be punished.

Fujino knew very well that a melon forced together would never taste sweet.

Therefore, he stopped there. He couldn't force one person's opinion of another, nor could he change the established facts.

It's even less likely that they would forcefully push Takagi and Sato back in their original direction.

It can only be described as going with the flow; after all, he's not a true prophet, and he has no way of knowing about the uncertain future.

Pulling his thoughts back to the present, Fujino didn't dwell on it too much, but instead focused his attention on the bomb under the car in front of him.

The bomb appears to be remotely detonated, and the person controlling it should be monitoring it nearby, making it very difficult to disarm.

However, this only applies to ordinary people.

Fujino silently opened the system's job interface, selected the "Desperate Genius" skill, and allocated All Profession Points to it.

[Desperate Genius (Level 5: Buys the host some reaction time when the bomb is about to detonate. Currently, the bomb's detonation time is 25 seconds.)]

"Twenty-five seconds... that's enough time to successfully defuse most bombs."

Fujino glanced at it and murmured to himself.

"Click..."

Takagi took out his car keys from his pocket, but just as he was about to open the car door, he accidentally dropped them on the ground. He squatted down and groped to pick them up, but instead he groped for something else.

A shopping bag.

"Shopping bag?"

"It looks like a bomb."

"Huh?!"

Takagi exclaimed in surprise, glancing at Fujino who was lying down beside him, and couldn't help but swallow hard. "A bomb?!"

"Ah, it's a bomb."

Fujino nodded slightly and joked, "By the way, it's the kind that can blow us both and the car into the air, leaving only a pile of mangled flesh~"

Takagi: "..."

Seriously, is it really appropriate to make this kind of joke at a time like this?

He was blown to pieces...

What kind of hellish joke is that?

"Takagi, evacuate the surrounding residents and notify the bomb disposal team to retrieve the bomb."

As Fujino spoke, he pulled Large Nail Clippers from his pocket, gave Takagi a briefing, and reached for the shopping bag. "Let me see what kind of bomb this is."

"Yes!"

Takagi immediately got up and quickly left.

"Drop--!"

Suddenly, a piercing buzzing sound came from the shopping bag.

[The Desperate Genius has been triggered; remaining time: 25 seconds]

That's enough.

Fujino quickly tore open the shopping bag and found a Plastic Bomb inside.

The explosives in the bomb were packaged in a plastic bag-like container. A cell phone was also attached to the package with transparent tape. The cell phone was connected to the detonator inside by two wires, which were tied under the tape to prevent removal.

"It seems nail clippers aren't very useful anymore..."

With a flick of his Fujino, Fujino pulled out a dagger, quickly sliced through the tape, then cut the wires. He then reached out and disassembled the bombs that were bound together, pulling out the detonators inside.

[A homemade Plastic Bomb has been detected defused by the host.]

[System Reward: 500,000 Yen and 100 Bomb Master Proficiency Points have been awarded]

"Call..."

Upon hearing this, Fujino breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had just finished dismantling the bomb in CS. He casually flashed his blade and put the dagger away.

Even though I know this thing won't explode, and even if I can't dismantle it, I can put it into my Pocket Dimension.

But that adrenaline rush is truly irresistible.

"Brother Fujino!"

At that moment, Megure ran over quickly, followed by Sato Miwako, Chiba Kazunobu, Shiratori Ninzaburo, and Takagi, who had gone to call for help.

"How's the bomb?"

"It's not a big problem. The detonators have been removed and disposed of safely."

Fujino turned around and responded to Juzo Megure, "As for the type of bomb, it's Plastic Bomb, probably made of C4 Explosives, triggered by a detonator."

"Demolished... demolished?"

"That's so typical of you, Fujino- kun."

"Well..."

Fujino shook the shopping bag. "After all, it's just an ordinary bomb."

Juzo Megure: "..."

A bomb that's as ordinary as it gets, right?

What does it mean to be extraordinary?

Brother, listen to what you're saying, is that even human language?

"I'm talking to you..."

Sato Miwako crossed her arms and said irritably, "Why did you rush in to defuse the bomb so recklessly? Couldn't you have stayed far away and waited for the bomb disposal team to arrive before taking action?"

There's nothing we can do about it.

Fujino waved his hand helplessly. "After all, it was a remotely triggered bomb. If we waited for the bomb disposal team to arrive, they would probably have been wiped out by now."

"Since you clearly knew it was a remote-controlled bomb, why did you still dare to detonate it? I'm telling you, isn't that just recklessly throwing your life away?"

"They are different."

Fujino put the shopping bag on the ground. "Don't forget, I'm quite self-aware. If I dared to open it, I must be confident that I can take it down."

"I really don't know where you get your confidence from; you're acting like an idiot."

"Hey, officer, that's a personal attack."

"Alright, Sato!"

Juzo Megure then cleared his throat, interrupting the two. "Brother Fujino, didn't you successfully defuse the bomb..."