After collecting all seven bugs, I was wanted by the bosses

Some people are happy and some are sad, and You Wu You is undoubtedly the happy one, You Wu You got the first kill of this round.

Even though the game reminds her that the escape mode is over, the madam who is immersed in the excitement of the first-person battle still cannot calm the soaring adrenaline. The bloody short knife in her hand, with the tip pointing down, drips thick mosaic on the wooden floor. .

Beside the abandoned fireplace, Mr. Xia You, whose writing husband has turned into a mosaic, has probably left the game and returned to reality.

"Study hard and make progress every day. Preventing addiction to games starts with me."

You Wuyou murmured "Amen" to the mosaic on the ground with his hands crossed, and after a symbolic relief, he decided to deal with the follow-up matters.

At this time, it was foggy and it was only then that I realized that the Imagawa house was in a complete mess. The degree of damage visible to the naked eye was almost invisible. Adds a more terrifying atmosphere.

You Wuyou couldn't help but feel bleeding, how much it would cost to repair, but thinking of Miss Youxia's dizzying size, Madam calmed down again.

There is just a reason to change the floor. The broken floor is creaky and foggy, and I have endured it for a long time!

First contact Kamiya Ling to act according to the plan, and then inform the housekeeper that the decoration team will come over tomorrow. She wants to change the wallpaper in the corridor by the way.

Alas, thinking about it this way, tomorrow will be very busy. She also has to organize the funeral of her charming husband. The grander the better, it will show our short but romantic love.

Even though she was betrayed but still chose to forgive her wife, she wept bitterly at the funeral to commemorate her lost lover and the demise of Romantic, so Kamiya Ling must write it in advance and send it to the reporter!

You Wuyou was thinking about tomorrow's schedule while walking, but she always felt like she had neglected something very important. When she passed the courtyard, a black plot frame suddenly appeared in front of her, and You Wuyou finally remembered what she had forgotten.

【My pure love disappeared with the death of my husband. I am like a walking corpse, my soul has left my body.

At this time, all that remains in this world is a pile of flesh and blood full of money and desires entwined by the secular world. Until, I saw him in the courtyard, and a ray of light suddenly shone into my dark corner, and I was tortured as if Saw an angel... an angel who came to redeem me. 】

This broken game even tried to make her cheat at the end, how obsessed the game planner is with family ethics and pain literature, bastard!

In the courtyard in the middle of the night, everything is silent, and the broken petals and broken branches of the delicate and blooming flowers in the daytime are scattered all over the ground.

Then Gojo Satoru, who was unharmed, lay down with the killer.

Gojo Satoru: Just, quite suddenly.

Logically speaking, Gojo Satoru shouldn't be lying on the cold bluestone bricks in the courtyard, but with only 2 points of physical strength left, he can no longer move independently.

For the first time, Gojo Satoru, who has never been restrained and has never been restrained since childhood, feels that the situation is not good.

Wu, who was suppressed in the game, couldn't break through this restriction at all, it seemed that he could only wait for Jie to come over.

However, Gojo Satoru did not wait for Jie, but waited until the lady wearing a pure black satin-like nightgown walked towards him gracefully holding a blood-stained short knife. Gojo Satoru's information-rich brain stagnated for a moment, as if the overloaded CUP was Zizi burst into sparks.

"Ma'am... are you here to appreciate the moonlight?"

The brain and the mouth work completely separately. Who would come to the courtyard with a knife to enjoy the moonlight?

It is obvious that his best friend Jie has become the dead soul of his wife. Is the meaning of the original game name reflected here?

The beautiful lady lowered her eyes and looked down at him: "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, isn't it, Mr. Gojo."

"The moonlight is not as beautiful as you."

Gojo Satoru looked at his soul through the foggy skin, and the eyes of the sky covered by the night still gave people a rather uncomfortable sense of penetration.

Curiosity was written in his left eye, and regret was written in his right eye, most likely it was a pity that he was not there to observe.

Xia Youjie: Are you polite?

You Wuyou avoided Gojo Wu's blue eyes: "In terms of ability to seduce women, you are far behind Xia Youjun."

The invisible mental blow hit Gojo Satoru's heart. This sentence was more lethal than any other move. The white-haired DK was listless, completely giving up resistance, and his limbs were spread flat on the bluestone slab.

Even if he was about to face the possible death outcome, his expression was still calm and fearless.

At this point, this guy is much scarier than Xia Youjie.

"Is Jie dead? It's a pity. If my wife gives me another chance, maybe I will be better than Jie as a husband."

Gojo Satoru suddenly became energetic, and he didn't know if it was a flashback.

"Actually, I can also do housework, and the cooking is quite excellent..."

You Wu has no expression on his face: "I'm sorry, I don't really want to chat with you."

I'm very busy.

Gojo Satoru felt his right leg being pulled up, and then he was mercilessly dragged away on the green lawn by You Wu.

Knocking his head on a small stone, the five Wu Wus who were being slaughtered were like a white-bellied fish being ruthlessly abused by a fisherman holding his tail.

The black and blue night sky was dotted with stars in his field of vision, Gojo Satoru had no idea what strange place Madam was going to drag him to, so he could not help but make a humble prayer: "Please be gentle, Madam, I want to save some energy and go home to eat Xikufu!"

You Wu You: "What are you fantasizing about, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Wu was thrown in a pit in the backyard like rubbish by the beautiful lady. It was originally intended to be used to plant peach trees, but Gojo Wu picked it up cheaply.

Gojo Satoru: This one is cheap for you, do you want it (smile).

You Wuyou found a shovel from the stable next door and began to shovel the earth to bury the corpse.

Gojo Satoru's eyes followed the misty and busy back and forth: "Ma'am, what are you doing?"

It is foggy and boring to work. I was not too tired to sweat when I was in the escape mode and chasing the charming husband just now. Now I just bury it in the soil. There is fog and I feel very strenuous, and beads of sweat soon ooze from the forehead.

"Forget it, that's it."

Wujo You kindly left Wujo Wu's head outside to breathe, and patted the soil with the shovel to make it firmer. Wujo Wu, who was buried in the soil from the neck down, had completely lost his smile.

The bleak cold wind blew, and the branches on the treetops were blown and bent. Wutiao Wu, who was buried deep in the soil, remained motionless, like a tough Chinese cabbage.

"Actually, I don't really want to have to work in the middle of the night, but if you die in the courtyard and are found by outsiders the next day, how to explain it will make me very distressed."

She only prepared a draft of her husband's death, and no reporter would care if the governess died anywhere.

You Wuyou frowned lightly, "So you just fend for yourself here, look, I am much gentler to you than to Xia Youjun, it doesn't hurt at all!"

You Wu You waved the blood-stained dagger in front of Gojo Satoru, to show that what he said was true.

The strongest conjurer in the future, the ceiling of human combat power, as the youngest patriarch in the history of the Gojo family, supporting the family with one person, while inheriting the Gojo Satoshi with six eyes and no lower limit spells, which made Principal Noctua a headache The problem student, the rebellious child, became autistic in an instant.

Half an hour later—[Player Gojo Satoru reached the death BE ending, congratulations on winning the title of "Super Peach Tree Fertilizer", CG has been recorded. 】

Might as well give him a good time.

In reality, Tokyo Higher Vocational School of Magic.

"Principal Ye Moth, Xia You has come out of the game, he is the only one at the moment, Wu is still in the game."

Principal Ye Moth said happily: "It seems that Wu is still very talented in playing games. Let Jie report first. This time the two of them have spent more time in the game than before, and they must have gained a lot. Important information."

The school left these two rebellious students, and the night moth's ears were much cleaner.

"Xia You left the game and went straight to the training room. So far, he has done 15 push-ups, [-] pull-ups, [-] bounces, and a [-]-kilometer run... Jia Ru Nizi has already rushed over. Use it yourself."

Good boy, how can you go crazy after playing a game.

Principal Noctua's hand, which was weaving dolls, paused: "..."

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu are recognized as the strongest partners in the school. Although they are both problem children, compared to the rebellious and disobedient Wu, the relatively more restrained and rational Jie has always been more at ease with Principal Ye Moth.

"Wait until you realize it."

Beside the door of the training room, Jiajin Nitzi leaned against the wall with her arms folded, watching Xia Youjie's desperate self-torture training, she would not stop him, the reason why she stayed here was only when Xia Youjie was about to exhaust himself guarantee his life.

Push-ups, pull-ups, barbells, jumping, long-distance running, fighting, any exercise related to gymnastics has been applied to himself several times.

He has already fallen into his own thinking, and nothing outside can affect him.

Before the battle royale mode started, Xia Youjie had many chances to kill Imagawa Yuxia, and even the game option sent him the survival line.

But Xia Youjie's ideas prevent him from killing Imagawa Youxia.

Because in his definition, Imagawa Yuxia is a weak person who has no power to resist, and protecting ordinary people who are not magicians is Xia Youjie's ideal.

——But what is an ordinary person?

If Imakawa Yuxia is considered an ordinary person, then Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie can only be ordinary elementary school students with slightly better brains.

Xia Youjie can't define ordinary people. When he preconceived and stood on a high ground to define what he [thought] was an ordinary person, he lost the opportunity. Even if it doesn't fall on Imakawa Yuxia this time, it will be carried to other pits in the future.

The five senses in the game are the same as in real life. Xia Youjie personally experienced the pain of death and the process of his body gradually freezing.

He lowered his head, his arms resting on his knees, his black hair fell down, covering his expression, and he was trying to digest the mental blow of his first failure.

He worked hard for almost half an hour... Forget it, he couldn't digest it at all.

Xia Youjie, who deeply doubts his own ability, closes his eyes and sees his wife's gentle but murderous eyes.

Unresistable, powerless, subverted self-knowledge.

He has been thoroughly PUAed by his wife successfully.

"Glass, has Wu come out of the game?"

Jia Ruozi looked down at his phone, "Not yet."

Xia Youjie said to himself, "He's coming too."

The time inside and outside the game is not equal, and no specific rules have been found so far. It is dark in the game, but the Gaozhuan at this time is sunny and sunny.

Principal Noctua didn't have to wait long. As soon as he finished weaving a small arm of a doll, the supervisor at the game dimension room sent a message.

"Gojo Satoru has come out of the game."

Principal Ye Moth subconsciously squeezed the little rabbit doll: "How is Wu's mental state?"

Don't be like Xia You and run to self-torture without saying a word. Wutiao and Xia You have accumulated a lot of S-level tasks during the time they entered the game. Except for them, there is no one among the students who can take over these tasks in their place. .

The supervisor hesitated and said: "It should be nothing, but..."

"but what?"

"He was laughing, and while laughing, he said that I will come back... In short, there is something wrong with his mind."

Noctuid: ? ?

Why are the students so weird this year? ?