I was touched by Yokohama

After that day, Chacha found an umbrella and went back, thinking that she would try not to go out on rainy days in the future.

Although, as a world consciousness, Chacha can control the weather as she pleases, but because of this, she does not intend to abuse this power.

Unless certain out-of-scope conditions occur.

And Chacha, who finished eating snacks contentedly, lay on the bed happily, closed her eyes, and finally fell asleep with a little peace of mind.

The bondage of the "book" still exists, but after all, there is no such thing as a bandage jumping around.

Of course, the sense of restraint also prevented Chacha from entering a deep sleep, and could only sleep lightly for a few hours like a human being.

However, this peace did not last long.

Chacha obediently lying on the bed hugging the quilt hadn't rested for a while, when a huge suction force suddenly pulled her down——

Falling, weightless.

In a dark room, a petite girl is curled up in a corner, her long snow-colored curly hair is like a clean and soft cloud, and the ends of her hair hang down and spread on the ground.

Exquisite and beautiful, like a lifeless doll.

Suddenly, the little girl's closed eyelids moved, and her slender eye feathers, which were as thin as butterfly wings, slowly opened, revealing a touch of clear gold.

It is a brilliant color that can be noticed at a glance even in the dark.

The stiff doll, which seemed to be at the mercy of others, was injected with some kind of vitality for a moment. The little girl with snow-haired golden eyes blinked and slowly tried to get up from the ground.

In the next second, he had to sit back because of some kind of restraint on his body.

Realizing something, Chacha raised her hand, and there was a crisp metallic sound of chains colliding, and her round cat eyes widened.

"what is this……"

On her wrist, a cold chain was locked.

Looking around, because of the dim light in the room, the surrounding environment is very blurred, and only a boxy room can be seen clearly.

It seemed empty.

Chacha tried to break the chain, but found that there was no way for the time being.

Her world "authority", in this place, seems to have completely failed at once.

And that couldn't have happened.

Just as Chacha was thinking about the current situation, a stream of data flooded into her mind. After browsing through the information, the little girl was rarely speechless.

"It's none of my business." She sighed slightly.

This is actually not the real world, but a newly developed game. The content of the game is quite [-] forbidden, and the whole main line is a series of various plays that break through the lower limit, such as "imprisonment" and "training".

Chacha: "..." emmmmm can this game be played?

In fact, it is still playable. There are two ways to play the game, one is to influence the target with love normally, and the other is to achieve the target of the strategy by training-teaching into Stockholm Syndrome.

I hope players of this game use the first method.

As for why her ability can't be used, the answer is clear, because this is not her world at all, and the game was developed in another world.

So, why do you need her for things in another world?

Chacha thought blankly to no avail, and was thinking about how to leave, anyway, she didn't want to play this game.

There was the sound of unhurried footsteps outside, and they stopped when they reached the door. After a moment of silence, the door opened.

As the person walked in, light poured in from outside the door, and finally there was light in the dark room.

The person who came was a young-looking man with white curly hair and violet eyes, one of which had an inverted crown mark of the same color.

He has a rather handsome face.

But now, this face was looking down on Chacha.

"Well, I don't like disobedient pets," he said, purple pupils nonchalantly. "If you want to go on a hunger strike to try to see me, I'll have to..."

"Give up on you completely."

It's a real hammer, it's the Stockholm Syndrome route.

The other party's cool fingertips caressed Chacha's face, seeming ambiguous or teasing.

But it is more like a cold snake examining its worthless prey.

Chacha was dazed for a few seconds, then shivered instinctively.

"Are you scared?" He said with a smile, as if he was used to this kind of reaction from the doll, "then be good."

Cha Cha: "..."

Judging from the current situation, in the game, she is obviously the one who was imprisoned and trained.

Chacha's continuous silence caught Bailan Jesso's attention. He narrowed his violet eyes, suddenly bent down, and forcefully lifted Chacha's jaw with his fingers.

The distance was too close, because the person was behind the light, Chacha couldn't see his expression clearly, but could only smell the sweet and greasy smell on the other person that was hard to ignore.

Kind of like... cotton candy?

"Why don't you talk?" Bai Lan lowered her eyes, staring at the expressionless little girl with unclear meaning.

Chacha: "..." She spit out a word.

"Huh?" Bai Lan raised her eyebrows slightly, and curled her lips, "What are you talking about?"

"I said, itchy." Chacha turned her head, her golden cat eyes showed a little helplessness, "Can you stop rubbing my face with your hands?"

The little girl's questioning tone was quite polite, her voice soft and calm.

The corners of Bai Lan's mouth curved even wider.

"It's really interesting." He didn't intend to let go at all, but pressed closer to Chacha, "Is this a surprise from the game?"

"No," Chacha replied honestly, "It was just an accident."

"No," Bai Lan leaned too close, and the warm breath sprayed on her neck while speaking, "In my opinion——"

He chuckled softly, "It's a surprise."

——!

On the bed, Chacha sat up abruptly.

"...It's itchy after all that." Thinking of the man blowing into her ear, Chacha shook her head.

Well, later she couldn't hold back and bumped forward, and hit his chin with her head, and the sound of the smashing sound might be a bit bad.

Hope that human jaw is okay.

"So why, that world will pull me over." Rubbing Mimi's staring eyes, Chacha sat on the bed thinking, and vaguely had some eyebrows.

Maybe I can figure it out next time I go.

... No, it's better not to go, she doesn't like to play eighteen forbidden games.

Having been inexplicably disturbed for a long time, Chacha sighed, rolled up the quilt and continued to sleep hard.

When he woke up, it was already dawn, and Chacha went out to the store to replenish the snacks he had eaten.

The snacks are still delicious, and the dried fish is also delicious.

Holding the bag in one hand, and the disassembled small dried fish in the other, Chacha chewed the delicious dried fish with slightly puffed cheeks.

It's not good to have more cats, and the taste will be easily affected... Chacha thought to herself.

But being a cat is really good.

"Miss~ good morning~ it's really a fate."

The black-haired, iris-eyed boy leaned leisurely on the roof of the low bungalow with one hand behind his head, while holding a book with a red cover in the other hand.

Because of the association brought by an item he was looking for, Chacha raised her head and fixed her eyes on the book in his hand.