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

After Akutagawa Ryunosuke left, Yukie's tense nerves finally relaxed. She was so tired that she finished drinking the medicine brought by the servant and curled up in the quilt, not wanting to move for a moment.

She was so scared. Why did a group of men in black suddenly appear and point guns at her? Didn't they see that she was the victim?

What on earth had the owner of this body done in the past, and to what extent did Mori Ogai fear him that he would station a team in the villa?

In comparison, Akutagawa's Rashomon threat was nothing, and it didn't take much effort.

But the route of a rich lady's pretty bodyguard is totally impractical. When Akutagawa returns to Hong Kong, how can she get close to him with her body that makes her pant after taking two steps?

So even the next day, when the servant brought her the readers' letters from the magazine, she was not interested.

When it comes to writing articles, Xuejian finds it even more painful.

She has written three short stories since her debut, namely "Essay", "Myth" and "Monster".

Maybe it's because the great writers in this world are not doing their jobs and are busy fighting and killing, which makes a small fry like her stand out.

When Xuejian received letters from readers for the first time, she was surprised by their enthusiasm.

(Great success in career)

It makes her road to success even more miserable.

Xuejian's thoughts returned to the letter in her hand. The editor-in-chief of "Thought" Toyoshima Yoshio* invited her to meet to discuss the topic of the next article to be published in the magazine.

Since there was nothing to do anyway, why not go out for a walk? Xuejian was tempted.

Then she was told that if she wanted to go out, she had to ask Mori Ogai for permission first.

He is really under house arrest.

Without any communication equipment, no one to chat with, and restricted in her movements, Xuejian had reason to suspect that the letters had already been opened and read, then re-glued and repacked.

Given Mori Ogai's personality, if he really thought that the young lady's life was a hidden danger, why wouldn't he just get rid of her quietly? Why would he spend so much effort to nurse her back to health?

Long illness makes a good doctor. Xuejian knows clearly that the tonics brought to her every day are the best and are priceless prescriptions to sustain life.

She didn't understand the uncle's thoughts about this twisted mentality of being both fearful and protective.

"Miss, I just took the medicine."

The visitor bowed respectfully and raised the tray with the medicine bowl above her head, making it impossible to see her face.

"Didn't you drink it just now?"

Xuejian asked casually without taking her eyes off the manuscript, then picked up the bowl and drank it all.

"This is a soothing soup for the young lady to use to help her sleep."

So that’s it. Xuejian let go of the pen in her hand and felt a little tired.

When Xuejian put the bowl of medicine back on the tray, the man did not leave. He stood there and asked a question abruptly.

"Miss, do you still remember Osaka Ryoma?"

Who is that?

Xuejian asked doubtfully, but as soon as the words came to her lips, she felt sleepy suddenly and fell softly on the bed.

When Xue Jian forced her eyes open and saw the hatred expressed in the unfamiliar face in front of her, she thought to herself, I knew it. How could a gang member not have one or two enemies?

We come to this world to overcome tribulations, not to find love.

After waking up in a daze, Xuejian felt warm all over, probably because of a fever. She looked around, it was pitch black, probably in a basement or a container.

Xuejian recalled the appearance of the servant and the name Osaka Ryoma, and after confirming that she had no impression of him at all, she became even more desperate: Could it be that the original body used supernatural powers to kill people, and his relatives came to take revenge?

[Fried Egg, can you guarantee the host's personal safety?]

She didn't expect the Hong Kong gang to rescue her, and it was good enough that Mori Ougai didn't hope for her death.

[Well, I suggest you save yourself. But don't worry, if something unexpected happens, the system will take over your body, so you won't die.]

Just ignore the serious injuries, right?

Although she knew that the system was unreliable for a long time, Xuejian still couldn't help but complain, "When this world ends, I will give you a bad review in the main control room."

As soon as she finished speaking, the rope tied into a knot became useless. Xuejian tried to struggle and it loosened.

[Host, we can discuss this.]

Being tied up would be boring anyway, and arguing with the system could help pass the time. So when Osaka Yoko came in, she saw Xuejian with a smile on her face, as if everything was under control.

Yoko Osaka looks as ferocious as a demon.

"Miss, you really have the demeanor of a great general. You are not afraid of danger. I wonder if you can still be so relaxed when I slice your flesh off piece by piece."

"Compared to your ability to slice me into sashimi, I'm more curious about how you managed to evade the villa's surveillance and the eyes of so many people, sneak into the villa, drug me, and then smuggle me here."

With the help of the system, Xuejian believed that she could get out, but Osaka Yoko didn't look very smart and calm, and Xuejian didn't believe that she could handle everything by herself without any help.

pop, pop, pop

The handsome foreigner came over clapping his hands. He had a pair of amethyst eyes. When he cast his gaze at the other person, no one would not be bewitched by him.

He bowed gracefully.

"Ms. Xuejian, long time no see, do you still remember me?"

"…Fyodor?"

*

"I'm very sorry, but in order to see you and discuss the unfinished cooperation, I have no choice but to do this."

"…Is this your attitude towards cooperation? Untie me."

Xuejian raised her head. Although she was in a lower position and could only look up at Fyodor, she was still as proud as a princess.

"nature."

Fyodor took the initiative to come over and loosen the rope.

Xuejian slowly stood up with the help of the wall. She wanted to delay for a while longer so that Fyodor could tell her some key information. The original body had set a big trap for her, and even the kind-hearted Russians showed up. She had to solve the problem today.

Osaka Yoko looked left and right and found that her enemy and collaborator were inclined to make peace, so she started to yell in dissatisfaction.

"Wait, that's not what we agreed on. We clearly agreed that you would ask her a few questions and leave everything to me after that."

They both looked at her like a fool. Xue Jian sighed.

"So I don't believe you kidnapped me by yourself. You couldn't even see such a simple trap. On the surface, it was you who kidnapped me, but the Hong Kong gangsters would only blame you, not knowing that Mr. Dostoyevsky was the mastermind and you became his scapegoat."

"I just passed by here and saw someone kidnapped Miss Xuejian, so I came to her rescue and chatted with her."

As he spoke, he stroked Osaka Yoko's hair with his big hand and said gently, "You must want to see your brother very much. He was hunted down by Mori Ogai's men, leaving only you and your gang, which was like an empty shell. It wasn't long before you were all devoured by the Hong Kong gang. You must be very sad and angry, and want to see your brother."

The Russian said with a kind face, "What's the point of finding Mori Ogai's adopted daughter? My brother can't come back anymore. You might as well go and see him directly. My brother will definitely not blame you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Osaka Yoko fell to the ground like a puppet that had lost the string it relied on to survive.

"Isn't this just bringing the criminal to justice?"

Fyodor wiped his hands elegantly with his handkerchief and said,

"Ms. Xuejian, let's talk about our business. Why didn't you kill him directly when Moriogai was poisoned like we agreed."