I'm surviving in a love game

With the appearance of Dostoyevsky as a signal, it seems that the veil that has been floating on the surface has been lifted, and some ugly facts are about to be revealed.

Fukuzawa Yukichi stayed with Hoshimiya Shiori until she reached the door of the staff dormitory and watched her enter the dormitory before leaving with peace of mind.

But it was only on the surface, and the keen intuition buried in the depths was still reminding him all the time that the sudden tense atmosphere just now was not his illusion.

Before leaving, Fukuzawa Yukichi stood under the street lamp for a while, because the light source of the street lamp happened to be above his head, and the light was almost vertical, so his shadow fell obediently at his feet, condensing into a black Painted circles.

Just as he lowered his head, he caught the shadow in his eyes, and his hand subconsciously rubbed the saber at his waist, but after feeling for a while, he realized that he had deliberately removed the saber in order to have dinner with Shiori Hoshimiya. Or maybe in his subconscious mind, he didn't want to carry a sword full of chills in front of her.

His shadow lay at his feet, the darkness almost devouring all the light.Fukuzawa Yukichi realizes that one point that has always been overlooked is precisely the key to Hoshimiya Shiori's concealment of all this.

That is, after all, she is suspicious of him or everyone else, and that feeling of being out of place comes from here.

Why... can't you believe it... even just once?

A light was turned on in the dark staff dormitory, and he knew that it was Shiori Xinggong who had turned on the light. He stood at the corner of the street and looked up. The narrow window was tightly closed, like its owner.

"According to the information I provided before, the company should have a certain understanding of the virus, right?" Back in the dormitory, she was also unambiguous, and asked the system straight to the point, "Is there anything else I need to do?"

Perhaps hearing the impatience in her words, the system replied ["We are still short of some key data, maybe it is on Dostoevsky."] Look at what he said, it was clearly asking her to directly communicate with Is he on line?

Although Shiori Xinggong was a little impatient, she hadn't reached the point where she was easy to fool. Going to him directly was like sending him to the door. Not to mention the extent to which this family will recover their memories. If he is really the source of the virus, in the Before she entered the game, seeing the momentum of the virus, it was not a good thing to do.

You know, this holographic love game is not holographic in the traditional sense, but is equivalent to extracting the player's consciousness into the game server. This also creates a problem, that is, once the server is paralyzed, the player's consciousness will also be lost at random. The server crashes and disappears.

To put it simply, it is to become a vegetable.

Therefore, Shiori Xinggong is so cautious now because of the consideration of her own safety. Even if the company has repeatedly guaranteed it before entering the game, it still cannot be guaranteed when the time comes to cross the river and demolish the bridge. She was lying in the hospital with her eyes closed at that time. Find the company to settle accounts.

Sure enough, she still had to think twice before doing things. She also had doubts about the generous remuneration, and finally signed the contract in a self-consoling manner.

Her complexion is now so dark that it seeps black water, because her fretful fingers rubbed her chin back and forth repeatedly.

"I can't do that yet, I don't know anything about him yet." She continued, "Moreover, even the official hasn't released his supernatural power setting, it's just an invisible bomb."

【"So the company doesn't mean to let you fight alone. Since the characters in the game can be united, you can naturally use them as your shelter."] The system said it as a matter of course.

"Then at what cost?" Hoshimiya Shiori stopped her fingers and held her chin, this is a decision that once made there is no going back.If she told them the truth, she couldn't guarantee how the other party would react, she muttered again, "And whether they believe it or not is another matter."

【"Sometimes the truth is always difficult to accept, not everyone has the courage to accept the truth."] At this time, Xinggong Shiori seemed to have reached an agreement with the system, her breathing was still so calm, but her heart What he said was so cruel, "I will tell them the truth and lies, and I will remove the truth they don't want to hear."

Answers that are both true and false are the most attractive.

【"It makes sense, but how are you going to explain all of this?"】"Hmm... parallel time and space or something?"

Using the rotten parallel time and space is very versatile no matter where it is placed.

Although I had already discussed the confession with the system last night, it was another matter to actually implement it. I was holding back my words, and the whole person seemed to be in a bad mood.

When Hoshimiya Shiori woke up in the morning, she was still frightened by the dark circles under her eyes.

The game is so realistic, but it is unnecessary.

【"When do you decide to say it?"】The system has been nagging since she got up.

Xinggong Shizhi, who was about to go out, frowned, "Stop making noise, I know what's in my heart."

She said she knew what she knew, but in fact she didn't have any, Shiori Xinggong hated the sky before walking a few steps.When passing by the door of Atsushi Nakajima on the side, the door happened to be opened from the inside. Her Hatch hit halfway, and her eyes were round and round. She didn't react for a while, and stared fixedly at Nakajima who was holding the doorknob. Island Dun.

The latter quickly came to his senses and greeted her energetically, "Ms. Xinggong, good morning!"

I remembered that I had agreed to his dinner invitation earlier, but in the end it was nothing.

Hoshimiya Shiori, who felt deeply guilty about her guilt, smiled awkwardly, "Good morning, Nakajima-kun."

The neatly dressed Atsushi Nakajima locked the door behind his back, "Miss Xinggong can call me Atsushi directly."

Compared with the shyness before, his smile today is a little more hearty.

Yes, I was a little too bright, I almost thought I was hallucinating.

"Ah... Dun, good morning." She paused for a moment before speaking fluently, and then asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet." He answered truthfully.

"Well, how about going to have breakfast together, there is a store that has good sandwiches, or do you want to have a Chinese breakfast?" The two stores she mentioned are not too far from the staff dormitories, and they can be walked for a few minutes It turned out that she hadn't decided what to eat, so she might as well leave the choice in his hands, "Let me treat the guests, as an apology for releasing the pigeons yesterday."

As she spoke, she clasped her hands together, with an apologetic expression on her face, "Because yesterday..."

"It's okay, it's normal for Miss Xinggong to have her own affairs, so there's no need to apologize." He shook his head lightly, and then said, "Then let's have a Chinese breakfast, I haven't had a Chinese breakfast yet."

When he said that, the guilt in my heart would only multiply exponentially!

But Atsushi Nakajima's tone was sincere, and there was no sign of anger at all, but if he had a little more emotion, Shiori Xinggong would not be so guilty.

But at the same time, the feeling of disobedience disappeared, after all, only Auntie could say such a thing.

Now that it was decided to have a Chinese breakfast, Xinggong Shizhi briefly introduced the breakfast categories to him on the way.

When I arrived at the store, I found an empty corner and sat down. Shiori Xinggong pushed the menu to Atsushi Nakajima and ordered several types of breakfast, "Small steamed buns, crystal shrimp dumplings, tea cakes, and sesame balls Fried dough sticks or soy milk. It depends on whether you like sweet or salty."

Hoshimiya Shiori is not very sure about Atsushi Nakajima's taste, maybe because every time he cooks for him before, no matter how much he doesn't like it, he will eat it with joy, and after eating, he will smile and say "Thank you for the hospitality" .

"Then just be the same as Miss Xinggong."

"That's it, okay." Shiori Xinggong, who prefers salty food, ordered a shrimp dumpling and a steamed bun, with two bowls of salty soy milk.

The salty soy milk with hot water mist exudes the unique aroma of food, which makes the tip of the nose reddened by the cold air. "Try the soy milk quickly, but be careful of burning it."

Atsushi Nakajima picked up the spoon, stirred it clockwise a few times, then scooped up another spoonful, took a sip, "It's really delicious!"

"Try all of these, if not enough, order more."

After all, there is no shortage of things like money in Xinggong Shiori.

Probably because the warm atmosphere in the breakfast shop made people feel soothed, she put the confession aside for the time being.

I'm just thinking about how to say it, although it's still essentially an escape.

"Miss Xinggong?"

Obviously aware that the girl in front of him was distracted, Nakajima Atsushi called her name in a low voice.

"Huh?... Do you think it's okay? If it's good, we can come again next time." Shizhi Xinggong suddenly broke away from her contemplation. In view of yesterday's incident, she added rigorously, "I'm free next time." if."

"Will there be a next time?" Atsuna Nakajima looked down at the light brown liquid surface of soybean milk, his face was dimly reflected, but because his voice was too weak, there were not many people coming and going in the breakfast shop. Little, so when it reached Shiori Xinggong's ear, it became a meaningless whisper, and she blinked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, we should go to the detective agency."

As he spoke, the ceramic spoon in his hand slid down the edge of the porcelain bowl, making a crisp sound.

Ding--

It was already 10 minutes after returning to the detective agency with Atsushi Nakajima.

Who should I confess to...

She didn't have much work in the morning, she sat behind the desk and the documents had already been processed. Kunikida, who had arrived at the detective agency early, was still surprised that the old bookshelves that were always messy were tidied up, and all the documents were arranged tidy.

"This is really, reassuring." He glanced at the bookshelf several times.

These words were heard by Luanbu who walked in slowly from the gate, and he also seemed to sweep the bookshelf unintentionally, his face was full of indifference, and his tone was not good, "Is it the snail girl?"

After finishing speaking, he added on his own, "When will the snail girl come to my house?"

Hoshimiya Shiori, who knew she was wrong, shrank her head behind the desk, trying to use the computer screen to eliminate her sense of existence.

"The snail girl? What about the snail girl? Does it really exist?" Hearing that there was another wave, Dazai Osamu walked in from the door, looked at the bookshelf with his arms around his chest, and let out an exaggerated exclamation, "Oh—— It's very organized."

"Could it be a snail girl who specializes in clerical work?" He said to himself in a volume loud enough for everyone present to hear.

etc!This is no longer a soliloquy!

Don't just say your inner OS casually!

Before Hoshimiya Shiori spoke to stop Dazai Osamu, it was Edogawa Ranpo who spoke first, "So it's just an ordinary tidying up."

Thankfully, Osamu Dazai didn't say anything more, and obediently returned to his desk. After sitting down, he still dragged out the tone half-disappointed, "It's so sad—I thought there was really a snail girl."

"Instead of moaning and sighing, why don't you hurry up and go to work!" Kunikida, who didn't like Osamu Dazai, said, and put a few documents on the table in front of him.

"It's too miserable. Sure enough, is the life of social animals like this?"

Osamu Dazai rested his chin while flipping through the documents.

On the contrary, Edogawa Ranpo didn't speak any more, and Shiori Hoshimiya smelled the disturbing brief calm before the storm.

["I think you can have a showdown with Ranpo, and according to his mind, as long as he is on your side, there is basically no problem."] The system is right, after all, Edogawa Ranpo is almost at the peak of intelligence .

"He's definitely angry now, I'm going to a showdown now, it's not suitable."

【"Is he really angry?"】

After being reminded by the system, Hoshimiya Shiori rubbed her temples, and took a sneak peek at him. The latter was reading a comic book as usual. Model parts and half-assembled models can be seen everywhere on the messy table.Afraid of being discovered, within a few seconds, she quickly retracted her head, took out her phone and began to edit the information.

After typing a long list of words, deleting, deleting, modifying, and changing, it finally became.

["Do you want a donut?" from Shiori]

When she sent the news, she felt that it was difficult for her to show her cards again.

As if in a fit of anger, it took a long time before he replied slowly.

["I don't like eating donuts." from Random Step]

Hoshimiya Shiori who is ready to open donut delivery: ...

["Alright then." from Shiori]

Now that the person concerned said so, she also exited the takeaway interface and turned off her phone.

Maybe I can talk about it some other time, but the most contradictory point is that she can't be sure what Dostoevsky is planning and how far the plan has progressed.

Why, a living love game turned out to be the same as a brain-burning game in the end!

While Shiori Hoshimiya was brainstorming, Ranpo Edogawa looked at his phone every few seconds, and finally flipped the comic book upside down.

So you really don't plan to reply to the message again?

Thinking of Luanbu who was put into a pigeon last night, his face darkened a bit, he lowered his head and stared at the phone, finally picked up the phone and clicked on the chat interface.

["I want to eat wagashi." from Ranpo]

Seeing the news, Shiori Xinggong replied almost instantly.

["Well, I'll go buy it at noon." from Shiori]

By the way, let's have a tentative showdown at that time.

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头要裂开了感谢在2020-11-0320：58：45～2020-11-0418：01：26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：指间流觞1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！