I'm the heroine of a love game in a comic book

After being greeted by the frequent visitor Yukimura Seiichi for a few days, Tsukishiro Yukimi suddenly felt dazed. It turned out that life could be so plain and happy.

Just when she was beginning to think that this was not a bad idea and took the initiative to invite him out for the first time, Yukimura Seiichi said apologetically that he had to go to France to attend an art exhibition for half a month.

Xuejian closed her phone with a subtle expression.

Suddenly distancing herself from the target, and increasing the affection through pulling, this was a common tactic she used to deal with her targets. The first time it was used on her by someone else, she felt as if things were changing.

It turns out that Seiichi Yukimura is not a naive person.

I underestimated my brother.

But it just so happened that she had been too distracted by him during this period of time and had no time to collect information about the game.

Xuejian opened her mobile hard drive, which was filled with records of people she had collected who had died from various accidents after playing games. Some people were also locked up in a mental hospital because they could not distinguish between games and reality.

Speaking of mental hospitals, Xuejian remembered her own diagnosis.

She almost ended up in a mental hospital forever.

That was a critical period for her to overthrow her father, and the two sides had completely torn their faces apart. Her parents had an innate advantage in this regard, and it was easy for them to lock her up in the name of guardianship. Thanks to the help of her friends, she was able to escape.

But that friend later died.

She has no friends and doesn't need friends. She will bring disaster to her friends.

So the timing for Yukimura Seiichi to appear was just right. Even a year ago, she would have used various reasons to escape the other party's kindness.

Xuejian thought that perhaps the appearance of Yukimura Seiichi meant that she had completely gotten rid of the darkness.

But there are still people struggling painfully in the game. The more Xuejian looked at the information, the more frightened she became.

During the time she was in the mental hospital, she met several players.

They were diagnosed with emotional disorders, with no emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, and could not feel pain from broken glass.

After constant questioning and getting close to the girl, a girl told her that she was deceived by a player named Anna, who disguised himself as her to meet Nakahara Chuuya.

Anna Dostoyevsky

"At that moment, I felt so painful. I knew Chuuya knew nothing and I shouldn't have asked him to recognize me. After all, he was still so young and we had only known each other for a short time. But I still felt so painful."

The player said she was in pain, but she didn't shed a single tear.

"I don't know what happened. I just felt a black mist in front of my eyes, as if there was a layer of gauze attached to me. Then the gauze flew away and was pulled away from my body. When I woke up, I became like this."

The tone was numb and cold, as if he was narrating someone else's story.

She had lost her emotions, and even the separation and death of her relatives could not make her cry, so she was sent to a mental hospital by her collapsed mother.

"They said I was sick, so I came here. But I know that it was the game that took away my emotions, my joys and sorrows."

A touch of black veil, Xuejian remembered that when Anna died, a ball of black mist also came out of her body.

It turns out that is human emotion. Only when the player's emotions fluctuate greatly will there be a chance to extract the emotions from the player.

But what’s the point of games asking people to have seven emotions and six desires?

There are also some people who died suddenly.

A random article was published in the newspaper, saying that a teenager died suddenly after staying up for eight hours playing games, with the handheld game console still in his hand before he died, calling on society to pay attention to the mental health of teenagers.

It would be better if that game wasn't [Battle Before and After Death].

Xuejian knew that just as she had chosen to recover her health after successfully conquering the game, those people had chosen to stay in the game world and thus died.

But how many people agree to stay in the game world on impulse? Are they really willing to give up their lives and stay in a world that is much more dangerous than reality?

The game is deliberately harvesting their lives.

What exactly are these so-called games and systems?

Only gods can connect different worlds at will and dominate people's lives.

This is crazy, Xuejian thought.

My imagination is getting bigger and bigger.

Just then, the boss called.

"Tsukishiro, Otaru broke his leg. Come with me to meet Mr. Yanagawa tomorrow and send me the interview outline before six o'clock."

"Yes."

What a stupid boss! He knew the job was difficult but still threw it to me.

Takashi Yanagawa is an emerging writer who just won the Akutagawa Prize last year. He has a weird personality and scolded a reporter from Fuji TV because the reporter accidentally knocked his pen away.

My boss asked me to go with her on the interview, and she would definitely scold me. I would write the article and she would hand it over to her superiors and take the credit.

And it’s already one o’clock in the afternoon on Sunday. Why should I work overtime? I don’t believe that Otaru didn’t do any preparation before!

Xuejian opened her computer with a look of resentment, intending to write something nonsense to get it done.

The next day, Xuejian and her boss stood in front of the door of a Japanese-style house.

Yanagawa Takashi was wearing a black kimono with one hand hanging outside his sleeve. When he saw his boss bowing to him, he frowned and turned his gaze to the girl behind the middle-aged man with a flattering face.

Xuejian, who was daydreaming, suddenly felt a compelling gaze and looked up in confusion.

Then I saw surprise on each other's faces at the same time.

Yanagawa Takashi walked down a few steps, pushed away his boss who was blocking the way in front of him, and stood in front of Tsukishiro Yukimi.

Who is that? Xuejian wondered.

Is it really him?

Why is he here?

Noticing the change in Xuejian's gaze, the man named Yanagawa Takashi showed a smile in his eyes.

I feel that I am much more mature than before. If it were in the past, would he have questioned me by now, asking how a dead person could be alive and well, how dare I appear in front of him, and whether I had been lying to him before.

But he didn't say anything, he just looked at me, looking at me with greedy, delighted eyes, as if moved by my presence.

He was not much different from the boy in my memory. If anything, his eyes were sharper and brighter, and his body was stronger and healthier.

It turns out that I miss him very much.

It turns out that I have never forgotten him.

"Yuecheng, what are you waiting for?" the boss turned around and scolded.

Xuejian was still in a daze, and Yanagawa Takashi, or rather Akutagawa Ryunosuke, glared at his boss first.

"Is that how you talk to a young lady?"

Facing her boss's puzzled look, Xuejian sniffed.

"I have seen this person before."