[Comprehensive] gift to you

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Mary is a very lively girl, she chatters non-stop along the way, and her bright blue eyes make it hard to be disgusted.

Shimono quietly asked Otoha if he could talk, and after getting an affirmative answer, he happily chatted with Mary.

"I passed by the video game city!" Shimono looked excited, gesticulating with his hands, and the rose shook slightly in his hands, "Although you are not allowed to go in - but it looks great!"

"Hey—it looks fun, what's the specifics?" Mary's footsteps were very light, the girl walked lightly in front of Otoha and turned around, her long green skirt fluttering, "It feels like the outside world is really good -"

"It seems that there are claw machines and dancing machines..." Shimoyo counted them one by one with his fingers, even though he had never played them before.

Otoha didn't make a sound to find out the doubts in Mary's words, and didn't point out that the luster of the yellow rose in Mary's hand was too fake. He just quietly listened to the conversation between the two, stopping from time to time to solve the extremely simple puzzles. open the door.

"Otoyu doesn't like talking very much?" Mary blinked, and suddenly approached the little brother who had been silent all the way, "What's wrong? Shy of strangers?"

Shimono almost laughed out loud when he heard that Otoha had the attribute of "scaring".

"Impossible, impossible," Shimono waved his hands like a young adult, "Brother Otowa is not interested in our topic, and when he is not interested, he just listens and basically does not express his opinion."

"Hey——" Mary drew out her tone, puffed up her face slightly, and the cuteness of a girl was fully highlighted, "Don't you really hate me?"

"I don't hate you," the black-haired boy lowered his eyebrows, "it's just that I've just arrived in a strange place, so I'm a little nervous."

And with Shimono around, he didn't dare to roam free like before, he had to take good care of the child.

"What does Otoha like?" Mary was never someone who would chill the atmosphere, she trotted forward a few steps, and her skirt fluttered with her jumping steps, "Games? Music? — Ah , People who come here should all like painting more?"

"As for drawing——I'm not very good at drawing." Otoha stopped in his tracks, and took a few glances at the sign that said "Pay attention to your hands".

He looked at the path in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

"Does that mean you don't like it?—Yeah!"

The girl's piercing scream directly stopped the red hand that was stretched out suddenly, and Otoha also turned sideways with a calm face, avoiding the red hand's scratching.

He hooked Xiaye's leg with his hand and pressed the dagger at his waist, ready to strike when something went wrong.

But the red hand probably has a length limit. Apart from stretching it out suddenly, it will only maintain that length, and it can't even bend the arm.

"Are you all right?" Mary's blue eyes were full of worry, it was rare that she lost the lively energy before, and she finally looked like a big sister.

"It's okay, I'll take the lead." Otoyu pushed back the slightly exposed red scabbard, slightly shifted the direction, and walked in the middle of the path.

He estimated it well. With the length of his arm, it protruded from the walls on both sides, and it was about [-] centimeters away from the line in the middle of the road.

As long as there are no other accidents, these hands can't touch them at all.

"Aren't you afraid?" Mary, who followed Otoha all the way, couldn't help but ask, "It's obvious that I almost hurt you."

"It can't hurt me," the boy replied.

Although Mary couldn't understand Otowa's self-confidence, she didn't ask in detail, and continued to introduce the paintings she saw along the way, and helped enter the password after Otowa solved the puzzle.

Then she found that this little brother was really bold.

Shimono might be so frightened that he shrinks his head and wraps his arms around Otoha's neck like an ostrich, but Otoyu has no "fear" emotion at all.

There will even be—

Otoyu: "Excuse me, it's not easy for you to block me like this."

The woman in yellow was taken aback by this polite attitude, but she really turned away a little bit, and then suddenly realized that she should grab the boy.

After Otoha leaned over to let Shimono reach for the key behind the woman in yellow, he thanked him very politely.

So the woman in yellow was stunned again.

Mary, who witnessed the whole process, turned her face away and didn't want to look at it anymore, thinking that these paintings in the art gallery are too lacking in love.

"Otoha is really good at solving puzzles." She took a few glances at the black-haired boy and said the password, and skillfully went forward to help open the box, and got the bear-shaped key.

"..." Otoyu spoke a little more tactfully, "The puzzles here are relatively simple."

"And you don't look scared at all." After opening the door with the key, Mary turned slightly.

Otoha stepped into a new place and found a person lying in the middle of the corridor.

"Huh? There's another person?" Mary poked her head out from behind Otoha, then frowned, "Wow, he's a big man."

Otoha carried Shimono on his back and walked to the unconscious purple-haired man, watching Mary tugging at his hair.

"This hair looks a bit like laver, let's call him laver head."

Otoyu: "...don't just call others nicknames."

"But it really looks like seaweed—ah, why don't we call him wakame?"

Before Otoha could speak, the man whose hair was being pulled by Mary woke up: "Huh?...Hey?"

Mary withdrew her hand calmly, and introduced herself with a bright smile: "My name is Mary! Are you also the one trapped here?"

The man who felt a little pain in the scalp rubbed his head and got up, and smiled at the blonde girl who only reached his waist: "My name is Garry, how are you?"

Shimono leaned close to Otoha's ear and complained, "Ms. Mary's face changes so quickly."

Otoha was noncommittal, and moved his gaze to the direction with obvious footsteps.

A girl with long brown hair came running, holding red and blue roses in her hand.

She seemed a little stunned by the extra people, she stopped after running a few steps, and looked at the four people with her head tilted.

"Ah, someone else's rose." Garry quickly realized that it was this girl who saved him, and couldn't help but smile, "Thank you."

The girl shook her head silently, walked a few steps closer to the four of them, and handed the blue rose to Garry.

Then Otoha evolved from the original three-person group to a five-person group.

The brown-haired girl's name is ib, and she doesn't like to talk very much, but she and Otoha formed a "silent puzzle-solving duo", and the "nagging trio" seemed to have a clear boundary.

Ib, who was much taller than Otoyu, glanced at Otoyu, who had been carrying Shimono behind his back and never complained of being tired, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you tired?"

She always speaks very softly, with obvious care and worry, and a pair of red eyes are clear and bright.

"I'm quite strong." Otoyu smiled at the big sister who cared about him, and was about to kick the statue blocking the way, but was pulled aside by Garry.

"Just leave this laborious thing to others!" Garry, who always used a feminine self-proclaimed word, patted his chest, then put his hands on the stone statue and pushed it hard.

The stone statue was safely pushed aside.

But there are still several stone statues to be pushed on the road ahead, and Garry managed to push all of them. His pale face was flushed because of this strenuous exercise, and he even breathed heavily.

ib silently presented his clean white handkerchief, which was thanked by Garry.

Yiyu looked at a pile of portraits of women in various clothes in the new place, and stepped out first: "I will lead them away, you go find the exit first."

ib's eyes widened slightly, watching the boy attract a large number of monsters without hesitation, his teeth-stinging laughter sounded like a reminder - but the laughter began to grow weaker as Otoha moved away.

She pursed her lips, secretly puffing herself up, pinching the red rose, and kept searching for keys or clues.

Garry was also moved, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes: "You are so handsome."

Mary: "Ah... really?"

As Mary, who has seen big scenes (?), she can't understand the feelings of the two who have a psychological shadow on the woman in the frame.

The author has something to say: Because the characters are all based on the few game memories I have left, so the personality will be more or less a little bit biased.

I don't know if those of you who haven't played the game will feel confused... Well, you can probably understand it, right?

Shimono is a full paddling existence x

Otoha and ib are MVPs

Mary and Garry... um... chatting! (bu

Garry: Just leave this kind of hard work to others!

Otoha, who can crush boulders with his bare hands: ...

Mass sending here, thank you for your blessings xxx

(give everyone a sip)

Speaking of which, I have a side story (the follow-up to the first Honmaru), but I plan to release it after the end (:3_ヽ)_ (I saw a reader write a follow-up to the sword and think of it x)

By the way, let's not save the little angels, just save the doctor.

Because some readers said that Fufu also began to recover in the later stage, and the timeline is just right if it is not saved. (In addition, players on the national server shed sad tears)