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【"Have you heard, Senior Goujuan's lover died."

"Hey, is that second grader who was killed by Mr. Gojo the lover of Inumaki-senpai?"

"Yeah, I heard that the two of them are still childhood sweethearts. But their bodies have been devoured by the curse spirit, so it would be a relief to die."

"Ah... That's right, I heard from the third grade senior that it was the second grader who begged Gojo-sensei to end her life..."

"Hey, Fujioka, shut up."

The sound of the conversation stopped abruptly, and under the terrified eyes of the younger generation, the dog Juanji walked slowly.

The silver-haired boy did not lower his head, he stared straight ahead, the raised high collar covered most of his face as before, and his purple eyes exposed to the bright sunlight seemed unable to see his emotions at this time.

He just kept going, without stopping at all.

angry?Curly Thorn is not in the mood to do such a thing now.

All his angry emotions had been left on the day Erika Atobe died.

"If I say I like Senior Goujuan, will Senior Goujuan be angry?"

Regarding Erika Atobe's confession, although it has not been long, it seems to have been a long time ago.

The warm yellow street lamp is like the moon blending into the night. It hangs high in the sky, reflecting the girl's blue eyes.

"Compared to Senior Goumaki, I don't seem to have any ambitions, and my grades are much worse than everyone in the same period. If someone like me likes you, will Senior Gozumaki get angry?"

it's not like that.

He was the one who fell in love with the other party earlier.

If I want to explain to my lover, I have no chance to say it now.

"Wait, wait, Erika-senpai mustered up the courage to confess?!!"

Not at all conscious of eavesdropping, Nagasaki Wild Rose exaggeratedly widened her eyes when she learned about it.

"It's nothing to be surprised about." Facing the sudden wild rose, Zenin Maki just raised her hand and pushed her glasses, "In comparison, Erika is more courageous."

"After all, Goujuan needs to do psychological construction first to say hello to Erika."

"...dried bonito."

"Speaking of which, that's the advantage of having half of your face covered by the collar." Zenyuan Maki smiled, and her eyes fell lightly on the face of the dog who had averted her eyes, "It's definitely blushing Well, every time I see Erika."

"Woodfish flower!"

That's not the case.

At that time, Goujuanji, although he was only a sophomore, was already an amazing quasi-first-level conjurer.

When he was in the first grade, Todo Aoi, who was one grade above him, asked him what type of woman he liked - a question that of course the dog curly spine whose vocabulary was limited to onigiri fillings couldn't answer.

But, at that time...

Erika Atobe appeared in front of his eyes.

This is the first thing that Goujukachi realizes that he likes Erika Atobe.

He couldn't understand what Kojou Yuhito said about the beauty of women with big breasts.No, it's not so much that he can't understand, it's better to say that Tomoki firmly believes that Erika Atobe is the most beautiful girl in the world.

Probably because of her poor health, Atobe Erika's complexion is too cold.The girl tied her fluffy blond hair into a high ponytail, and the sun from around her head fell into her dim eyes, kissing the gentle curve of her lips——when Erika Atobe laughed, Like a dewy rose.

why?

Curlythorn the dog stopped.He looked up at the overcast, cloud-covered sky, and a few drops of rain fell into his wide-open eyes.

Why must it be her?

"Please... this is my last request, teacher."

Blood kept gushing from the lips of the half-dead girl. She lay on her back on the ground, staring at the sky motionless.

Gou Juanji was standing not far from her, watching her pupils slacken little by little, but lost the courage to go forward because of her words.

"It's so painful... Please kill me..."

"...I don't want to be seen by my seniors...such an ugly appearance..."

Gojo Satoru closed his dead student's eyes with his own hands.

"Go away."

The dog curly thorn repeated the same words over and over again to the curse spirits that kept coming up around him.

His eyes widened due to the extreme pain, and his voice gradually became hoarse.

——"Boring? No way. As for me, I want to do a lot of things with my seniors. For example, go on an outing in spring, and watch a live in winter. Life is not interesting because you can talk , as long as senior is by my side, I will be happy in whatever I do."

Ah...it's...doesn't matter anymore?

The boy kneeling next to his dead lover pressed his eyes with his palms, and he stood up unsteadily.

At that moment, the companion's cry seemed to fade away with the bitter wind, the young man's bloodless lips moved, and his eyes looking at the restless spell spirits were terribly calm.

"go to hell."

……

Almost at the same time as the explosion sounded, the dog curly thorn grabbed his throat, he panted heavily, and his head was forcibly pressed down by Gojo Satoru who suddenly appeared.

The dog curly thorn just watched the sticky blood flowing from the corner of his lips drop little by little on the ground, and the blooming bright red flowers, mixed with the tears overflowing from the eye sockets, melted into the soil under his feet inside.

It took a full minute for the dog to realize that——

It turned out that he himself was crying.

The door lock made a slight sound when the key was turned. When the dog was packing up his lover's belongings, he found that recalling such things could not make up for the pain caused by death.

On the contrary, it is like a blunt knife, clumsily and cruelly cutting open the newly healed wound over and over again.

——"If I'm not here, will senior be lonely?"

Curly Dog's eyelashes trembled, he closed his lover's diary, clenched his hand on the packed cardboard box, panting quickly as if he had experienced something terrible.

"Eri... flower."

The girl who smiled softly did not hear her lover's name shouted until she died.

Everything, all the beauty, is nothing but a golden and bright dream in Goujuanji's student days. 】

[Song of Midsummer (Dog Curly Thorn Thread) BE]

……

"is that a lie."

The screen on the computer freezes on the curled back of the dog, and the girl sitting at the table is pulling her hair in pain, and she is so frustrated that she even has a cry in her voice.

"Obviously I followed the strategy in the forum step by step."

"The games developed by the Suzuki Foundation are all rubbish. No matter what Sonoko says this time, I won't believe it. I don't want to play this rubbish game again. Damn it."

Erika Atobe—the real Erika Atobe outside the game, is currently in doubt and deep depression in life due to 16 consecutive BE endings.

As for the game she is playing now, it is called "dokidoki~Heartbeat Love Diary", which is the first game developed by the Suzuki Foundation after entering the game industry.

Erika Atobe, who apparently has no interest in love, is a level [-] player of the otome game—a fact known only to her few close friends.

For the game developed by the Suzuki chaebol, Erika didn't take it seriously at first, until she was at the top of the Be player rankings.

It is impossible to give up. In the end, what supported Erika to continue playing became the strange self-esteem of "how can I not even win a game".

All angry.

"I didn't expect you to watch the guide anyway." The laughter of Suzuki Sonoko on the other end of the phone was tinged with jokes.

Erika Atobe: "Isn't the point not that your game has a bug?"

Suzuki Sonoko: "So you still read the guide?"

Erika Atobe: "...Damn it."

Subtly feeling that she lost to her companion somewhere, the girl hung up the phone and decided to break off friendship with Suzuki Sonoko for 5 minutes.

However, before she could persist for 1 minute, Sonoko Suzuki sent an email.

[Forget it, since today is your birthday, I can tell you a sideline that no one has opened up to now. ]

As the saying goes, a man can bend and stretch.

Seeing that she can take the first place by clearing the branch line... No, seeing that the last emoji posted by Suzuki Sonoko is cute, the matter of breaking up the friendship can be temporarily delayed.

Suzuki Sonoko: [By the way, Xiaolan and I are traveling to Kyoto this weekend, do you want to come together? ]

[Ah, but that brat you hate seems to be with me too. ]

The little ghost that Erika hates is named Conan, who is said to be a relative of Mao Lilan's boyfriend Shinichi Kudo who has never appeared.

Strange to say, she didn't find any evidence, but Conan always gave her the feeling that she was lying all the time.

Erika Atobe thought for two seconds, and finally declined Suzuki Sonoko's invitation.

[I made an appointment with Ninzu-kun on the weekend. ]

Suzuki Sonoko: [It won’t be a matter of discussing how to play the HE ending. ]

Erika Atobe did not reply to Sonoko Suzuki's email this time.After all, Suzuki Sonoko was as scary as a roundworm in her stomach, and she even knew about her dating romance novel lover Yushi Ninzuzu to exchange otome games.

Damn it, when will she be able to hide her little thoughts like her brother so that no one will find out.

"An unglamorous guy like you should wait another 100 years."

The voice of Keigo Atobe who did not know when appeared behind her made Erika jump.The girl who suddenly realized that something was wrong frantically hugged the computer screen after a brief daze.

"How do you..."

Atobe Keigo glanced lightly at the blocked Qiqibaba's screen: "It's been 2 minutes since I knocked on the door, since you have a record of playing games all night..."

Even if Keigo Atobe didn't finish his words, the meaning was very clear.Probably because he was worried that his thin-skinned younger sister would be ashamed to death, Keigo Atobe did not pursue her hobbies that she thought she had hidden well, but unexpectedly kindly reminded, "Mother's plane will land in two hours, you can Plan ahead."

"...I see." The girl murmured softly, "This time I won't express my birthday wish to buy a collector's version of Ultraman, and I don't want Ultraman this year either."

Keigo Atobe: ...Is this some kind of progress to be proud of?

"But I don't seem to want anything in particular."

After all, she has no plan to save what she wants until her birthday.

Even if it is a particularly strong desire...

Ah, Sonoko's garbage game, please let her play the HE ending at least once.

Erika was completely immersed in her own world, she closed her eyes and thought to herself, thinking about it and not forgetting to nod herself from time to time.

Just when she was about to make up her mind, Erika suddenly heard a chuckle.

"Sure enough~"

The confused girl opened her eyes.

The person in front of him was wearing a blindfold, only showing the lower half of his face.

And even if that's the case, Erika can recognize that this is the game character that her subordinates just BE'd not long ago, Gojo Satoru.

……

Huh, something seems wrong.

As for game characters...?

"Erika's purpose is me, teacher, right?"

Erika didn't catch a single word of what Gojo Satoru said in front of her.

After all, at that time, her mind was full of questions——

Where is my brother?

Has my elder brother with a strong sense of presence been eaten by this broken game?

The author has something to say: Quotations from Versailles girl Erika - I don't have the habit of saving what I want until my birthday and then ask others to buy it. If you want to ask why, because my surname is Abu

【However, I still don't know the future where I will become a pauper in the next second】

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Title: "Hui Ma Decided to Lift the Coffin Board" by A Pigeon Becomes a Master (The hero is Shier! Hui Hui's father! In the serialization, the super cute article, go and see it!)

Copywriting: My name is Fuhei Qianhe, and I died in an accident.

Before I was alive, I had a handsome and reliable husband, a cute, smart and well-behaved son, and a happy family life.

When he died, I felt a little regret not seeing him again, but I was not worried about the future of my husband and son.

'After I die, my husband will definitely be able to take good care of my son, both of them can live well'

I am so confident.

Until I die and see the future.

My husband, he threw his son aside, ate, drank, gambled, and made a fool of himself, and even married into someone else's house.

In the end, even if he played himself to death, he even sold his son!

I was slapped in the face like crazy: ...

Fuhesher, you wait for me, I will climb up to find you now :)

"I seem to have another son named Hui."

Leaning against the wall, Fu Heisher had a weary expression, and his tone was very casual: "I'm about to be sold to the family of the Zen Academy...that kid is up to you."

Before Gojo Satoru said anything, he heard a gloomy female voice.

"Fu Heisher, do you dare to sell my son?"

The half-dead conjurer killer sat up in a dying sickness:? !

#卖子 was caught by my wife on the spot, may I be forgiven for kneeling on the washboard now#