All the strategies I have failed

Nakajima Atsushi, a hard-working young man who was able to return to the dormitory to rest after experiencing various incidents in the detective agency...

Ah no, to be precise, it was a teenager. At the age of 18, he is just in the third year of high school according to the age of China, and he is not even an adult according to the age of Japan.

In short, after sleeping in the dormitory, he woke up and found that the night outside was still the same, the whole room was filled with dim light, and there was no silence around him.

Uncertainly, he picked up the electronic clock next to him and took a closer look. It actually showed 8:30 in the evening.

Eh? ! ! ! !

Atsushi Nakajima held on to the unsteady clock in panic, covered his mouth in cold sweat, he...seemed to be really asleep, right?

He could feel that he slept very full in the previous sleep, at least ten hours, how could he only sleep for 5 minutes!

That's right, Atsushi Nakajima tucked into the bed at 8:25. He thought he would sleep until dawn, but he didn't expect time to play with him. He stood up and lay down not far away to look at the window.

There was no evening breeze blowing in by the windows that should have been cool, and the scene outside the dormitory was the same as usual. From here, you could overlook the brightly lit commercial buildings, and there were two or three expressionless ordinary passers-by standing at the entrance.

Nakajima Atsushi retracted his head silently, feeling that he was thinking too much, he sighed and decisively pulled off the quilt, and lay down again in the comfortable quilt... It's no wonder.

Mirror Flower Sauce!

"..." How could I lie outside when I was supposed to be sleeping in the closet? !

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly got up from the tatami, and realized that something was abnormal, he wanted to call Izumi Kyoka and Mr. Dazai without saying a word.

It's a pity that a few cold busy tones passed, and only an emotionless mechanical female voice came from the phone:

"The number you dialed is an empty number."

No matter how many times you dialed, the same content was displayed. Atsushi Nakajima even called Mr. Kunikida, and the flat mechanical female voice still repeated that there was no such person.

A certain person who was at a loss had already started to change out of his pajamas, put on his foreign clothes and planned to go to the detective agency, but at this moment, a strange light blue light panel suddenly appeared in front of him.

[Please go to Amici's Pizza Shop. 】

Atsushi Nakajima was so frightened that he almost stepped on the stairs. He looked over his head uncertainly, and cautiously stretched out his hands and waved them.

The fingers immediately pierced through the light panel, but the faintly glowing translucent interface did not disappear because of this, and remained intact in place.

This sense of wonder was so real that Atsushi Nakajima thought for a moment that he was possessed by some supernatural being.

Facts have proved that his idea was not abrupt, and what happened next confirmed this guess. He silently left the entrance of the entire dormitory area. Here, his body remains motionless like an unshakable door god.

"Well, you..." He walked over uncertainly.

One of the bald-headed uncles interrupted his conversation and rubbed his beer belly: "Let's go to Amici's Pizza for dinner."

"The location seems to be at the intersection of the commercial street. Turn across the fork in front of you, go straight in that direction, turn right, and continue walking for about 2 minutes to find it."

"Eh?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who didn't know what to complain about, was stunned for a while, and subconsciously glanced at the strange light above his head that hadn't dissipated, "Well, this gentleman...?"

"Let's go to Amici's Pizzeria for dinner." The middle-aged man with a Mediterranean haircut didn't answer him, rubbing his stomach and continuing what he said just now: "The location seems to be at the crossroads of the commercial street, turn around the fork in front , go straight in that direction, turn right, continue walking for about 2 minutes and you will find it.”

The other party chattered a lot, and Atsushi Nakajima, who was in a fog, simply turned his head to look at the other person, "Hello..."

This man is also old and not young. He looks like an office worker going home together with the Mediterranean next to him. He didn't answer Atsushi Nakajima's words. About going home late."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

"That..." He raised Erkang's hand without giving up, and continued to talk hesitantly: "This gentleman..."

"Hey, how will I explain to my wife that I came home late later?"

Sure enough, the other party repeated his remarks again.

Now, no matter how dull people are, they can find that this place is abnormal, not to mention Moonbeast, who has experienced ups and downs.

First, there is the strange time that does not change for no reason, Kyoka-chan and Mr. Dazai who have no such person, the strange passerby who repeats the fixed lines, and the transparent light board in front of him that cannot be dissipated and is suspected of some kind of mission.

... He must have been hit by an enemy's supernatural ability without knowing it!

It's still the kind of hallucinatory ability that drags people to another world and can't judge the truth from the fake at all!

Atsushi Nakajima hugged his head in a panic, what to do, what to do, what to do...

In any case, he immediately decided to go to the Armed Detective Agency to have a look. It looked no different from some kind of holographic game. If Mr. Bu is here, all problems will definitely be solved.

Holding this small expectation that he himself denied, Nakajima Atsushi followed his memory and came to the familiar old office building. Fortunately, the office didn't seem to be abnormal, so he silently breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the door.

Immediately the body was frozen.

[Permission not yet enabled. 】

There seemed to be an impenetrable transparent wall in front of him, and Atsushi Nakajima couldn't move half a step forward at all.

……

So, the collapsed someone forced himself to calm down, carefully studied the transparent interface, and it didn't take long to fully understand the current situation.

This place is indeed different from the real game world, and the passers-by with stiff voices are very low-end NPCs.

I don't know what kind of supernatural ability this is, but there is no doubt that since it is the so-called game world, as long as the final task is completed, you can leave here.

Atsushi Nakajima squatted in front of the office with his knees hugged in cold sweat, his expression so gloomy that he couldn't be more gloomy looking at the prompt interface.

So, this mission turned out to be to capture an unknown girl.

Gal Game!

Atsushi Nakajima, who was not good at this at all, but only occasionally heard his companion mention it, was stunned on the spot.

【warn!Please head to Amici's Pizza for the late shift ASAP! ! 】

The mission light board above his head had turned into scary red fonts. Atsushi Nakajima stood up in a panic, and turned his head to look around at a loss.

Now that he has been trapped here, no matter who the enemy behind him is or what the other party wants to do, even if he has really crossed over... Now he can only follow the game light board to explore the truth here.

Clenched his fists with great conviction, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't calm down in the next second.

After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the Amici's pizza shop, so he could only return to the dormitory very hard, and found the two office worker uncles who were wandering in the same place at the door to ask again.

After going through untold hardships, I came to Amici's shop. The owner of this shop is a middle-aged woman with a gentle face.

"Excuse me..." Atsushi Nakajima swallowed, and walked into the shop with some hesitation.

Before he could stand still, the proprietress, whose eyes were originally benevolent, seemed to have been triggered by some switch, and opened her mouth to scold her head and face: "Look at what time it is now! I'm half an hour late for work, and if there is another Next time you don't have to come again!"

"Hey! Yes! I'm sorry!!" Atsushi Nakajima shrank his head and closed his eyes subconsciously, then raised his head in a daze: "You..."

"See for yourself what time it is now! You're half an hour late for part-time work, and you won't have to come again next time!"

Silently enduring the second scolding, Atsushi Nakajima burst into tears and was stuffed with a bag of pizza and snacks by the other party, "Send this takeaway to the ×× community."

The proprietress's tone returned to calm, and she lost her vitality after doing this action, and sat down in her original position with a peaceful face.

[Please find the beautiful girl as soon as possible and send her a takeaway. 】

Atsushi Nakajima: "..." This task board again.

Not knowing that there is something even more powerful waiting for him, someone who secretly felt that the signboard was a monster left here with a takeaway.

...By the way, where is the ×× community?

Wait, what to do!The proprietress didn't seem to say the location of the ×× community just now, nor did she tell him which one to send it to!

"Junior, you're not wearing work clothes." Atsushi Nakajima was mad and helpless, and the employee standing at the door said expressionlessly, "After you put on your work clothes, hurry up and go to the ×× community."

"It's on the north side of the commercial street, turn left at the intersection, go straight for a few hundred meters and then turn right."

Nakajima paused for a moment. He lowered his head and carefully looked at the takeaway in his arms. The young man standing opposite continued to say, "After you put on your overalls, go to the ×× community immediately. The buyer's information sheet is in the bag."

……

Back in time, Atsushi Nakajima, who was forced to wear red and black matching work clothes and a work cap with "Amici" written on it, finally found the seller's address, staring at the seller with wide eyes. this palette.

The body is forcibly fixed, and the supernatural ability cannot be used to break free. This situation has a rhythm that if he does not make a choice, he will be locked here forever.

"..." What the hell is this!

When the option board appeared, Kiyono's body was naturally imprisoned.She lay down on the cat's eye with a stomach ache, maintaining a very shameful bowed posture, wishing to die on the spot.

【Contact Player: 4/7】

[Tip: Don't make players feel abnormal. 】

Without waiting for too long, the loveless boy under Mao's eyes seemed to have finished his entanglement. He swallowed hard the non-existent saliva, and whispered to the door with a fierce look:

"Quick, open the door quickly, or you will die!"