Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

It has been in development for so long, are there still bugs in this program?

Lancer was puzzled, so he started to summon the system.

"what's the situation?"

[System: Power outage. 】

Lancer: "???"

What are you doing?

It was also strange that he didn't exit the program after the power was cut off. His senses were still in emptiness.

I don't know how much time has passed, but Lancer was almost ready to forcefully exit this broken program when he suddenly saw a light in front of him and the power supply was restored.

After the virtual scene was loaded, the scene before him was still the scene of separation from the young Gin.

But the difference from before was that the guy didn't have the rice ball in his hand, and he looked very wary.

Lancer himself no longer had the rice balls given by the other party, and he sighed with regret.

Although I couldn't taste the rice balls, they were the boy's thoughts.

Although it's very possible that it was poisoned...

"where have you been?"

Gin asked him, still holding a gun in his hand.

This is a rifle. It was obvious that I just grabbed a pistol from the enemy before. How did it become so fast?

Lancer didn't have time to think too much. Under the suspicious and questioning eyes of young Gin, he scratched his hair and looked very embarrassed.

"I just remembered that I had something to do, so..."

"You disappeared suddenly and then appeared suddenly." Gin directly raised the rifle and pointed it at him, warning in a cold voice: "If you are unwilling to tell the truth, you will never get out of here alive today."

Hearing this, Lancer was stunned for a moment, then put his hands on the back of his head and looked at him leisurely.

"Then who do you think I am?"

The young man's silver ponytail was a little messy by the night wind, and the look on his face also showed a bit of confusion.

From his perspective, Lancer's sudden appearance and disappearance was like performing magic.

Lancer wanted to test whether he was good at deceiving, so he said, "I come from another world, and teleportation is just my most basic ability."

Gin cocked the gun without any sloppiness in his movements.

Lancer had no choice but to raise his hands and surrender: "Okay, okay, then let me change my words to something you can accept."

As a result, he squatted on the ground and thought for a long time, and took a breath of air-conditioning every now and then. He really couldn't think of any nonsense to lie to people.

The young man Gin frowned, his eyes filled with disappointment.

"I gave you a chance, now you can say your last words."

"No, I will exchange a secret with you. If you promise to let me go, I will tell you."

Gin was already aiming his gun at him.

"You speak first."

"You have a mole on your body, probably at this location." Lancer turned sideways and pointed to the area below his waist.

[System: Wow...I have a sense of pictures! 】

Gin's face turned dark when he heard this.

He was just about to make up his mind to pull the trigger when he suddenly remembered that this thing seemed to be true.

While the boy was dazed, Lancer began to talk non-stop: "You have the habit of taking care of your hair after you go on a mission, and you are very picky about the brand of hair care oil... You also like to collect old objects, the oldest ones. It’s an old-fashioned wind-up clock.”

"I also heard from Vodka that the lovers you like are all sexy and mature... Oh, of course, after meeting me, I think the previous likes will not count."

Gin, who had a distorted face, felt that the person in front of him had specially collected information to get close to him, and his purpose was not simple from the beginning.

But as I listened, it seemed like something was wrong.

This information was too private. He never interacted with others, so how could his habits and hobbies be known so clearly to others.

As if he had seen through Gin's doubts at the moment, Lancer fiddled with his hair and chuckled a few times.

"I come from my obsession with you."

"Lord Gin."

The boy's eyes slowly dilated.