Xiao Sakura is a big man in men's clothing [Comprehensive]

"Whether it is a mobile phone or a mobile PC, it cannot communicate with the outside world."

"Emails can't be sent, what about supervision?"

"He's still sleeping, I went to see him. There are also spider webs on his body, but it's fine, just can't cry."

"So, of all the people, only Kosakira and Komomoi?"

"From this point of view, those spider monsters probably only target sleeping people and attack them."

"Xiao Momoi is asleep, she just said it herself."

"Then... is it random?"

Several teenagers and girls found an empty big bed room, sat in a corner, formed a circle, and discussed this sudden crisis.

"Speaking of which," Atsushi Ziyuan raised his hand first, "Is it true that I can no longer eat food from this hotel? Is there something wrong~ The boss is very enthusiastic. He even added two more eggs to my meal. .”

"It's such a time, can I ask you not to think about eating it! You can eat it when it's resolved." Kise rarely took a step ahead of Shintaro Midorima, who complained about Murasakihara every day, and rolled his eyes. He was in a bad mood .

"If I don't fill my stomach, my brain won't work." Atsushi Murasakihara replied fearlessly.

"But in itself, the fact that personality mutants can come in quietly is enough to explain the problem." Akashi ignored their childish bickering, "There is no doubt about the conclusion that there is something wrong with this hotel."

"...Yes, now that I think about it, there is a reason for the too spicy food?"

"There's also the soup splashed all over Midorima-kun." Momoi added.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, everyone seemed to be thinking seriously, Sakura took the opportunity to eat half of Murasakihara's snacks, she was hungry.

In the era of individuality, there are naturally a lot of strange things. Guys like the spider monster just now seem to be monsters made by some anti-social elements using their abilities.

But in Japan, where prevention and control warnings are installed everywhere on the streets, this kind of thing can be played at home, and mass production is also possible, but it is simply not feasible to go to crowded places.

So if they can climb in, before the machine sounds an alarm, reminding the nearby patrolling heroes to hurry up and the people present to flee immediately-they can successfully prevent this, doubts are justified.

"Let's talk," after thinking about it, there was a heated discussion. Some said it was better to leave at night, some said to see the situation for now, and some thought it would be better to attack instead of sitting still. Shintaro Midorima, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"This thing... I thought it was a joke," he took out a crumpled note from his pocket. The handwriting on it was messy, but his serious personality prevented him from throwing it away. He planned to ask about it tomorrow. clear.

"[Waiting for you at the hot spring hall on the first floor, please be sure to come in the middle of the night, pay attention to everyone; don't worry about safety issues, I have something very important to say.] ... the confession letter, this is it," Qingfeng read casually Again, "I have a pseudonym and I wrote it wrong."

"I can't believe that came out of your mouth."

Midorima pulled it out of Aomine's hand and handed it to Akashi, who was looking at the clock hanging in the center, the hour hand was pointing to 27:[-], "Go?"

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Because the hotel is relatively high-end, the hot spring pool here is also a pure natural healing spring, which is quite effective in soothing and relaxing the nerves.

At night, most of the surrounding guide lights have been turned off, and the semi-enclosed hotel is empty except for an old man who fell asleep at the corner of the table early.

Along the way, everything is silent. This kind of quietness will make people feel panic and uneasy.

However, the teenagers at this moment were talking about something in a low voice while paying attention to their surroundings.

"The hot spring is very comfortable and can relieve the body and mind. It is much better than bathing."

"Personally, I prefer to take a shower, which saves time and cost."

"However, the supervisor said that he heard that the hot spring here has good curative effect and is very suitable for relaxing muscles, so he booked this..."

"Hey, it suddenly occurred to me, Sakura," Aomine said, "It was the same in Hakone last year. When I came here, I asked you, and you said you didn't want to take a hot spring. It seems that you are against the hot spring school."

"No, I just..."

"The hot spring is very good!" Before Sakura could speak, he was interrupted by Kise who came over.

After revealing his heart to himself, he seemed to be depressed for a while, and then gave up on himself; he also said something like 'since we have the same interests, we should play together', the boy put his shoulders on Sakura's shoulder: "Wait here The matter is settled, I will take you to a hot spring! I know there is a very good place, and the manager introduced it to me~"

Sakura responded casually, since she was about to move anyway, it didn't matter if she wrote some bad checks that would not be easily suspected.

Looking at them, Momoi Mayzuki looked at them leisurely: Well, I am the only one who was not attacked, and it is normal for people to be more relaxed; but why do you all look so calm?Are you talking about hot springs yet? ? ?

……

Walking from the cobblestone path to the agreed destination, behind the majestic rockery, there really stood the young man I had seen in the morning, Yingzhi Sanli.

"... Hello." He still had the same nervous attitude, first glanced at Momoi, then secretly glanced at Sakura, and said, "There is no...the police?"

After confirming it, he moved away. Behind Yingzhi, there were decorative fountains such as stone lions that stopped at night, and the turbid hot spring that was as calm as stagnant water and slowly flowing.

An indescribable sulfur smell gradually spread here.

"I put them to sleep with medicine," Yingzhi said, "Get out of here before the little spider monster comes to the cocoon-spraying mark. Otherwise, when silk gets on your body, you will be in trouble..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw something that surprised him, and immediately raised his voice, dumbfounded: "How can there be silk?! Could it be... have you been dreamed of?"

Atsushi Ziyuan, the laziest among the nine, still had a bit of hair stained on it, and he didn't bother to remove it.

Being pointed at at this moment, the boy tilted his head: "Huh? Cocoon Dream?"

"Girls are fine, but boys... are all okay?!"

"Ah? It was just being crushed. By the way, what is Yumeng?"

"It's so, so amazing... I don't even know what to say..." Yingzhi stumbled and stared at the group of teenagers in front of him with admiration.

I have been swallowed by a dream once, but I can still stand here well, how did I do it! ! ! !

——Then in the foresight, the blood-stained scenes he saw may not be real?

"What the hell is that cocoon dream?" Ziyuan said, "Is it these sticky things? I almost crushed that monster, and it made me have a very strange dream. It's really annoying."

"Cocoon dream is," Yingzhi relaxed a little when he saw that they were not as fragile as he thought.He thought for a while and said, "I'd better explain it from the beginning."

"Do you know where you are, the lair of the Spider Woman?"

"Little spider?"

"Yes, it is the offspring born from the mother spider." Yingzhi sighed, "What they are good at is making [dreams that are difficult to escape], and then trap you in the dream. When the cocoon is finished, call The spider girl can come and eat. Guess again, what dream is the most beautiful for human beings, and the least willing to wake up?"

"Pile messy LEGOs into neat cubes—"

"It's Chun|Meng." The boy replied firmly.

"..."

"The spider girl will use her personality to send spider monsters to make cocoons, so that young men will have three days of beautiful dreams." Yingzhi made a three, "Then on the third day, the dream sprouted, and the prey swelled into thorns After the shape of the white cocoon, come to take his head, and eat the nourished flesh and blood, I heard that the taste is very good." He spit a little scared.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

"Why is it Spring|Dream?" Only the green-haired boy failed to grasp the point, and was dissatisfied with the facts and his own experience. He pushed his glasses, "Personally, I think that stacking Lego perfectly is also an emotional Pleasant thing."

"It's true that there is no limit to the types of dreams." Yingzhi said, "but she can only make men dream, and what kind of dreams do men usually yearn for? Just think about it. The most disgusting thing is that she will seduce those men and make her most The ones you like, the ones you can’t let go of, the ones you will never forget even in your dreams, hand them over, and stuff them into your own dreams, let the fictional stories take root—in this way, even the most calm and self-reliant person may find it difficult to give up , and even continue to do so.”

Having said that, he breathed a sigh of relief, "You all probably have strong self-control personalities, it's a blessing."

"...Wait a minute," someone asked, "What do you mean by 'the existence you like and can't give up'?"

"It means," he said, "whoever you usually like, who you fantasize about—fantasies in various senses, you will dream of who, and there will never be any mistakes. For example, you have a crush on A but dream of B. As for fantasy, I won’t say much, but do you understand? The Spider Woman is very smart, she won’t prevaricate an insignificant person, this is the fatal magic weapon for her weak attack, but she can hit everything.”

"Even someone like me who knows the truth may not be spared." He sighed, "I can dream of things like Lego toys. Usually—everyone must have no one they like. This is really great."

The young man made a firm judgment.

After a while.

"... Lego," Midorima asked struggling: "If it's a dream of building Lego with others, the nature...is not the same?"

"That probably proves that what you have been dreaming about all this time is to pile up blocks with the other party; she should be very important to you?" Yingzhi thought for a while, "Actually, leaving aside the matter of the spider girl, can you It is a good thing to recognize the true thoughts in my heart here. After all, she used to be..."

The boy murmured something, but no one heard it clearly, and no one cared.

An atmosphere of silence brewed.

"Let's talk about it," he asked seeing that they were silent all of a sudden, "what kind of dreams did you have?"