Sea King's Self-cultivation

"There is no need to explain. From now on, I will never believe a word you say."

Facing the light rain, Xingxing walked aimlessly on the brightly red street, and the ginkgo leaves fell like snow.

Nakahara Chuya's words echoed in his ears again, with his last cold gaze.

Is she doing something wrong?

If she made a mistake, from which step did she start to make a mistake?

Obviously... At first, this was just a game world.

The head started to hurt again, the autumn night was cool, Xingxing wrapped her thin windbreaker tightly, and tidied up her long messy hair a little bit, but when passing by the mirror of the shopping mall, it was obvious that her eyes were red, and she seemed to be crying signs of passing.

She raised her hand and gently rubbed her cheeks that were a little cold from the cold.

Don't think about it anymore.

Can't think any more.

It is no longer possible for the Central Plains Zhongya to complete the task smoothly.

So the final direction is to go back to Osamu Dazai.

Thinking of this, Xingxing suddenly felt a little panicked.

What if she keeps failing to complete the task?

If she still can't get the unswerving love of any strategy character, does it mean that she will never be able to return to reality?

This terrible assumption made Xing Xing suddenly at a loss.

It’s weird.

she thinks.

Before today, she had never considered this possibility.

Why did she never worry that she would not be able to complete the task before this?

The rain gradually became heavier.

The raindrops knocked down the leaves, making a rustling sound, and the pedestrians around were in a hurry, except for those who were well-prepared with umbrellas, the rest were all running to find a place to hide from the rain, stepping into a shallow puddle, splashing a string of water .

Xingxing stood in the middle of the heavy rain, letting the rain wet her cheeks, and then slipped down her long hair onto her skin. Her clothes were also soaked by the rain, and the coolness pierced her bones.

It's not that she doesn't want to find a place to hide from the rain, it's just that she suddenly doesn't know which direction to go.

The rain stopped suddenly.

Xingxing raised her head and realized belatedly that it wasn't the rain that stopped, but an umbrella covering her head.

The person holding the umbrella has a pair of white and slender hands with distinct veins. The fingers holding the umbrella handle seem to be a little bit hard, so that the joints are slightly white.

If you don't raise your head, with Xingxing's height, you can only see his pale, almost transparent chin and pale, almost colorless lips.

The familiar winter breath invaded, and the black windbreaker seemed to have a clear and light cedar smell.

"Mr. Dazai..." Xingxing raised her head unresponsively, and the handsome and delicate face of the young man in black became somewhat blurred in the dense water vapor.

"Mr. Dazai...how did you appear here?"

"Because you are here."

The surrounding seemed to suddenly quiet down, so quiet that only the ticking of the rain falling on the umbrella surface and the slight breathing of each other could be heard.

Xing Xing was obediently hugged by his waist and hugged into his arms. She could only hear a clear and gentle voice vibrating her eardrums through her chest: "Let's go home."

"Ah."

She responded lightly.

Obviously should be relieved, but suddenly felt sore eyes.

During the whole journey back, Osamu Dazai didn't ask her a single word.

Although he usually likes to tease her, and he always has an elegant and indifferent appearance, but if he really wants to treat someone well, he is really gentle and considerate to the point of fascination.

Xingxing changed out of the rain-soaked clothes, took a hot bath in the bathroom, and finally felt that she had recovered a little.She tried her best to restrain herself from thinking about Chuya Nakahara, but those cold blue eyes still appeared in her mind from time to time.

Xingxing changed into her pajamas, walked out of the bathroom dejectedly, and immediately saw the young man in black sitting on a chair dealing with documents.

So... Mr. Dazai was worried about her, so he put down half of his work and came to find her?

It was she who caused Mr. Dazai to not finish his work in time.

It was so late, and he was still waiting for her.

Xingxing felt a little guilty in her heart.

"Mr. Dazai...don't you go to rest now?"

They didn't sleep in the same room.

The young man in black put down his pen, and the warm yellow light seemed unable to warm up his cold white face. Hearing what she said, he seemed to smile slightly: "Is Xing driving me away?"

Xingxing was stunned for a moment: "How could it be?"

He seemed to have no intention of being entangled in this, but still kept smiling: "Xing, come to me."

Xingxing hesitated for a moment, walked over obediently, and then was hugged by him and sat on his lap, and the whole Xingzi was wrapped into his arms.

The young man in black hugged her tightly, and his hairy head was buried in her warm neck, which made Xingxing feel a little itchy.

But she didn't push him away.

The black windbreaker jacket on his shoulders was blown by the night wind, and the hanging sleeves fluttered one after another, like a bird, as if it was about to pounce into the clouds in the next second.

"Mr. Dazai?"

"Ah."

"Mr. Dazai..." Xingxing gently put her hand on his shoulder, "Have you been drinking?"

He seemed to be smiling lightly, because his head was still buried on her shoulder, so he sounded a little dull: "...is it obvious?"

Not obvious.

If it wasn't for their close distance now, Xing Xing might not be able to catch that faint smell of wine at all.

Now that he drank, there seemed to be an explanation for his series of slightly abnormal behaviors today.

"Is... what happened?"

Xingxing asked in a low voice.

As long as the young man in black looked up, he could see the clear eyes full of worry on her pure and beautiful face.

But he didn't.

He just asked softly: "Can't I drink without something happening?"

"Miss Shimizu, have you forgotten that wine is actually one of my favorite things?"

"also"?

Xingxing froze for a moment, subconsciously felt that his wording seemed a little subtle.It's just that she didn't leave more time for her to react, after all, Osamu Dazai is a bit strange today.

So she just looked into his iris eyes helplessly: "Mr. Dazai?"

The young man in black seemed to be amused by her delicate and childish temptation, the strange atmosphere just now dissipated in an instant, and he leaned lazily on the seat, as if he had turned back into the Osamu Dazai she was familiar with on weekdays .

That elegant and calm, cold and dignified mafia leader.

Xingxing has never seen Osamu Dazai lose his composure, from the beginning to the end, no matter what situation he faces, he is able to handle it with ease, as if nothing can escape his control.

He is indeed very charming. Even if he does not have the status of a mafia leader, countless women will fall in his arms one after another just because of his outstanding ability and outstanding appearance.

Is there anything he can't do?

"Mr. Dazai...is there anything you can't do?"

The moment she asked, Xingxing regretted it.

She can guess the answer without him answering.

I think should not be.

I always feel that he is the kind of person who, as long as he wants to do something, he will definitely do it.

If Osamu Dazai were to be the player of the game, he would not have done as badly as she did when dealing with a situation like Chuya Nakahara.

Thinking of this, Xingxing became depressed again.

As expected, people's physiques cannot be generalized. No matter how you think about it, Mr. Dazai and a mentally retarded person like her are fundamentally two different species.

Xingxing's heart was filled with sadness and loss, as if tears would overflow in the next second.

"Yes."

He answered lightly.

Xingxing couldn't be happy at all, she drooped her little head: "Mr. Dazai, don't comfort me... You are so powerful, no matter how you think about it, you don't think there is anything you can't do."

"Miss Shimizu misunderstood me?" He shrugged slightly, "Even gods sometimes have regrets that cannot be fulfilled, let alone me?"

"There are things I can't do no matter how hard I try."

"Liar..." Xingxing whispered, "What kind of 'effort' is Mr. Dazai's 'effort'? It's not the kind of 'I swear to lose weight from tomorrow', right?"

"No." He shook his head and laughed, and said in a low voice, "It's the kind that you can't do even if you do it all over again."

Speaking of this, Xingxing was sure that he was joking to make herself happy.

She was a little frustrated, but also a little moved.

Back then, Xing Xing fell in love with Osamu Dazai (face) at first sight when he was playing games. Ten points were deducted—Xing Xing became angry with puffer fish, and spent a lot of money to buy a love potion and wanted to pour it into his wine.

What now?

Not only has she become the leader's wife, even Zai Zai will find a way to make her happy!

It's not what it used to be.

Xingxing remembers that one of the most important reasons why the third dungeon "Gangster" is so popular with players is that until she transmigrated in, no player had successfully conquered the game character "Dazai Osamu" except her.

Many players discovered the problem early on. No matter how much money they spend and how many dating events they trigger, the favorability of "Osamu Dazai" always fluctuates within a small range.

At first they thought it was a bug in the game, and asked the production team to fix the "favorability" system as soon as possible, but the production team issued an announcement shortly afterwards, indicating that there was no problem with the "favorability" system, and the game "Dazai Osamu" There's nothing wrong with the characters either.

in short--

[There is only one reason why the strategy cannot be completed. As players, you are too bad. 】

Regarding this game character, discussions on the forum are in full swing, and everyone hopes to be the first player to conquer him.

Xingxing is more Buddhist about this, she never thought that she must fight for the first place, she just seriously analyzed his preferences, made a strategy earnestly, and implemented it earnestly——unexpectedly, in the end, it was It really worked.

But why?

Why...is it her?

"So many girls like Mr. Dazai, I don't seem to be your best choice. But in the end, why did you choose me?"

Xingxing asked.

"The answer is simple." He whispered softly, "Do you still remember what you said to me the night before dating?"

"...What?" Xing Xing was taken aback.

He held her slender fingers, her figure was reflected in the iris-colored pupils, and the light in his pupils was slightly rippling.

Even if she couldn't understand the meaning, she was instantly moved.

"Xing, I came to this world to meet you."