I'm surviving in a love game

What is he sad about...

The redness of the dilapidated torii gradually disappeared from Hoshimiya Shiori's eyes, accompanied by the sudden loneliness of Osamu Dazai, as if it was a turning point in the drama, Osamu Dazai let out a low cry, and returned to his previous appearance, holding his chin, Interest was written all over his face, "This sea looks particularly suitable for suicide."

"If you want to commit suicide, I suggest you change to another place. After all, it's autumn and winter is coming, and the sea is very cold."

Hoshimiya Shiori looked back without any nostalgia, sat upright, Dazai Osamu still maintained the previous movement of resting his chin and looking out of the window, and then raised his hand to open the closed window a crack, let the cool wind blow in .

The speed of the train increased significantly, so the wind also tended to be sharper. It poured in from the collar of Dazai Osamu's shirt with the top button unbuttoned, blowing the thin fabric of the shirt bulging.

"What is the pair of monsters?" Osamu Dazai's previous question popped up so suddenly, entrenched in her brain, lingering.

As for Osamu Dazai, she couldn't be sure of the final answer to the question of whether there are gods.

As far as the players are concerned, the players on the side of the system have had an almost god-like omniscient perspective since the very beginning, and everything they do is for the purpose of having fun.

So, for game characters, is the player represented by Hoshimiya Shiori a god?

"That's an abandoned shrine." Hoshimiya Shiori decided to start the conversation to test the other party. Her tone was controlled just right, just like any passerby who was a little curious, because seeing dilapidated buildings would make her feel uncomfortable. Unconsciously want to explore the history in it, "Why was it abolished?"

"Because people no longer believe in the existence of gods."

The car window was closed again, and the last cool breeze slid in through his fingertips.

Luanbu crossed his arms and looked at Dazai Osamu, looking past Hoshimiya Shiori, and said quite naturally, "Gods don't exist in the first place."

"Mr. Ranpo is right, the gods never existed, but—" He put his entire upper body on the back of the chair in a relaxed manner, with his head against the edge of the back of the chair, his chin raised slightly, and his eyes seemed to fall on the opposite side On the pull ring, it seems to be looking into the distance, "Monsters have always existed."

"After all, people's beliefs will change, right? There's no need to be so sad. By the way, Dazai, why don't you tell me how the entrance examination went?"

"Ah... the entrance test, I don't know what happened, so it just passed."

In order to match his words, his hands moved up and down from time to time, trying to draw something, but Hoshimiya Shiori doubted that he was just making blind gestures.

"It's probably like this, but I really didn't expect Miss Xinggong to come."

"We received a call from Mr. Kunikida, saying that there is something wrong with your locator, so we rushed over to have a look."

"That's it... I don't know much about the locator or something." Dazai Osamu shrugged and said that he didn't know anything about it, pretending to be ignorant.

It doesn't make any sense to debunk it now, the most real feeling of sitting next to the script team is a headache.

Don't ask, it's just a headache.

To be honest, it was unexpected that the two didn't fight last night, but this doesn't rule out the fact that the two are at odds.

Hmm... It feels like the latter is the real mode of getting along between the two.

Counting last night, no, it should be from the early morning of this morning to now that she only slept for five hours, not counting the time it took her to fall asleep. It is inevitable that she will feel sleepy due to being in the environment for a long time.Xinggong Shiori bowed her head and hiccuped, her eyes moistened with physiological tears.

The drive from Seasoned City to Yokohama was long and boring, as if it would never end, and she hit several hutches one after another, rubbed her temples, and asked the system in her heart.

"I don't know when I will be able to complete this task. I hope the succulent at home can still be alive."

Trivial memory fragments flooded into her mind, and she suddenly remembered that she forgot to water the succulents before entering the game. Although the time flow in the game and the real world were not equal, she had already spent some time here.

【"As long as the player finds out the source of the virus and hands it over to the company, they will be able to go home smoothly."】She could hear a little joy from the unwavering voice of the system.

I hope so.

Osamu Dazai and Ranpo who were sitting on both sides saw Hoshimiya Shiori's head bobbing in the middle, thought he was about to fall asleep, but at the next moment he raised his head abruptly, put his elbows against the armrest of the seat, and supported his face .

Never stay up late next time.

Suddenly the cell phone in my pocket rang several times, and I found out that it was a message from Ms. Haruno, but when I looked carefully at the content of the message, I lost my sleepiness.

["Shiori, your cat's inattentiveness seems to have scratched the president."]

["What?!"]

Before leaving, Shiori Xinggong deliberately gave the cat to Ms. Haruno to take care of, but she never expected that something would happen.

It's just...how could the president be scratched by a cat, the legendary "Silver Wolf"...

That's it?

A lot of question marks were about to overflow from her face, and the action of editing the text message in her hand was still not strong. Ms. Chun Ye on the opposite side had been typing all the time, and it took a while to delete, delete, modify and correct a sentence before sending a sentence.

["The president wanted to feed the cat dried fish, but got scratched accidentally..."]

It turned out to be like this, thank you for your hard work, President, the cat-hate physique is really hammered.

The corner of Hoshimiya Shiori's mouth twitched, and she sent another message asking how Fukuzawa Yukichi was doing.

["The president went to the hospital to get a rabies vaccine after dressing the wound."]

Ah, this... Hoshimiya Shiori imagined the scene of a serious Fukuzawa Yukichi going to get vaccinated.

Sorry, it's all her fault.

["Ok, I see."]

Then she clicked on Fukuzawa Yukichi's chat dialog box. Before that, she and Fukuzawa were always in touch by phone or text message, and rarely used social software.

Well, it's not rare, it's never happened before. Shiori Hoshimiya looked at the clean chat page with only the system notification at the top when she just added a friend.

But how should this start...?

Her fingertips poked on the screen of the mobile phone, and kept deleting and editing. Finally, she hesitated for a long time, and did not send the message until her thumb slipped.

The next second, Fukuzawa Yukichi's cell phone rang, who was preparing for vaccination at the hospital.

When he opened it, the content of the message came into view.

["Sorry my cat scratched you, how are you doing now?"]

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who thought it was embarrassing to feed the cat but got scratched, decided to vaccinate quietly: ...

It has been more than an hour since I arrived in Yokohama. Yokohama Station is not far from the detective agency, and I can walk there in a few minutes by following the map on my mobile phone.

Kunikida and his team, who drove back to Yokohama earlier, had already arrived at the detective agency. The cat who was staying by Ms. Haruno's side ran away when she heard Hoshimiya Shiori's voice, and jumped into her arms when she reached her. , meow meow meow non-stop.

"Okay, okay." Shiori Xinggong looked around while smoothing her hair, and asked Haruno in a low voice, "Has the president not come back yet?"

"Yes, it seems that there are too many people in the hospital." Haruno also lowered his voice in a dignified manner, and the two talked like a connector in a spy war drama.

This is really too bad, and I don't know when Mori Ogai will come.

"Oh, isn't this Your Excellency Fukuzawa?" Fukuzawa Yukichi who was sitting in the waiting area suddenly heard a familiar voice, but it made people wonder why the other party appeared in the hospital by such a coincidence.

But he still turned around, "I thought you wouldn't show up in the hospital."

"You can't say it so absolutely. After all, my job is also a doctor." Wearing a white coat, Mori Ogai sat down beside Fukuzawa Yukichi. His slovenly appearance really couldn't connect him with a doctor.

Even less likely to link him to the port mafia.

But the fact is that the man in front of him is the leader of the current port Mafia.

"You also know about that, right?" Fukuzawa Yukichi said. He only found out about the news that Nakahara Nakaya, the cadre of Mafia at the port, became smaller due to an unknown superpower last night. With the help of Mafia's information network at the port, Mori Ogai will naturally know soon.

If you guessed right, Mori Ogai appeared here for this purpose, and Mori Ogai's expression confirmed that Fukuzawa Yukichi's idea was correct. Oh, one thing, and another thing Fukuzawa-dono knows too."

"About my subordinate Osamu Dazai's defection to the Armed Detective Agency." As he spoke, Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes slightly, and his dark red eyes shone with a dangerous light.

"I don't know about that." Fukuzawa Yukichi only found out the real identity of Osamu Dazai not long ago, but now that he has joined the detective agency and has the recommendation of the head of the field.

"That's distressing. Dazai-kun is my right-hand man. His defection is definitely a great loss for the port Mafia." Mori Ogai paused, and then said, "However, this is not the first thing. Let's settle Chuya-kun's matter first."

Alice, who was standing next to Mori Ogai wearing a blue and white dress, looked impatient because she disliked the noisy environment of the hospital, and grabbed his sleeve, "Rintarou is too noisy here!"

"But, where did Nakajima-kun go?" Atsushi Nakajima has fallen into a strange state since he came back from the superhuman prison.

"His complexion is not very good, but if he encounters such a thing for the first time when he goes out on a mission, it will inevitably leave a psychological shadow." Ms. Chunye said, "I should go back to the staff dormitory later."

so...

Ms. Haruno glanced at the phone, her expression became a little strange, and Shiori Hoshimiya couldn't help asking.

"Miss Haruno, what's wrong?"

"The president said that he met Mr. Mori Ogai in the hospital, and he will return to the detective agency with him later."

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so tired...