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

"Anyway! You have to take me out today!"

Naive, he was too naive this week, from the moment he drew the Kabuki character card at the beginning, he was caught in the conspiracy of the game.

Not only can’t leave the Kikuya outside of the plot, the NPC proprietress has the right to issue tasks to him, and if she fails, she will face the punishment of an infinite loop of map reset.

Gojo Satoru tried eleven times to crack it in this chrysanthemum house when there was fog and he didn't know.

Including the massacre of NPCs and the destruction of Kikuya.

But no matter what measures Gojo Satoru takes, the time will always go back to 1 minute before he made the decision.

The dead can be brought back to life, and ruined buildings can be rebuilt.

It's a scary world.

Gojo Satoru's eyes watched the game repair itself like a living creature in the abyss, but unfortunately the rules suppressed the use of the six eyes, and he couldn't see through the secrets of this world.

But the people's teacher who made a big death still put himself at risk and personally tested the critical point of the game.

After several twists and turns, Gojo Satoru came to the conclusion that "No one can take him away from here except Yuka Imakawa", so this 1.9-meter-old man who was about to run to the third year was chanting his ex-wife's name even in his sleep. With dark circles under her eyes, she fanned herself in front of the mirror in a trance, almost hallucinating.

After going through N times of repetitions, the game finally sent the woman he was thinking of to his side!

"Will you let go!"

"Daba! As long as you dare to abandon me! I'll go publicize Jin Chuanyou Xia's prostitution/The handsome god duck doesn't give money!"

Gojo Satoru: Go all out!

There is fog and there is: "!!"

Fuck, there are such brazen people in the world!

He is obviously taller and stronger than her, but he is even more shameless than her!

The girl outside the practice room knocked on the wooden door anxiously: "Sir! What are you doing? If you force consumption, we will be complained by customers!"

You Wu, who was forcibly pushed into this plot by the game: Did you hear me!I want to complain! !

Game: Rejection is invalid!Some interpretation rights belong to this game! !

There was a knock on the door, and Gojo Satoru held on to You Wuyou's hand, and deliberately yelled loudly while playing tricks on her.

"Ma'am, don't do this!!"

"Ma'am, I'm going to call!"

"Madam can't force consumption of others!!"

In the depths of the acting, as if entering the play, the white-haired beauty tugged on her collar while turning her head wildly, with a fierce expression! !In addition to presenting him with awards, Oscar may also be responsible for helping him set up an archway!

You Wuyou, who was supposed to be the heroine in his story, has been completely sluggish.

Who am I, where am I, and what do I do?

Where did my life come from and where will I die?

Why let me, an innocent JK, suffer this kind of ordeal?

Maybe I destroyed the galaxy in my previous life!Let me meet Gojo Satoru!

Too insane!You Wuyou completely forgot how to react, and listened blankly to the girl outside the door screaming, asking for help everywhere, "Help! Help!!"

There is fog and there is: help! !

The girl staggered into the house of the proprietress, threw herself at her feet, and burst into tears, "The proprietress! Guests are going to bully my husband! My husband is a pure kabuki! He is a performer but not himself!!"

The proprietress's smoking hand shook violently, and the businessman's eyes shone brightly, good guy, it's finally here!

As early as she heard that Mrs. Imagawa left the box halfway, she knew that there would be such an incident. During the reception, the two exchanged glances. If she hadn't ordered Wujo Gobie to lower his value, the two would probably have gotten along. .

The proprietress was full of money, and blurted out: "Don't worry! I will definitely sell your husband for a good price!"

Girl:? ?

The proprietress rolled up her sleeves smartly, stood at the stairs and shouted downstairs: "The new manager this morning is here! There are customers and geisha entangled, follow me to deal with it!"

A new manager came in this morning. The proprietress saw that he was good-looking, calm in dealing with things, and his taciturn personality was like a clean stream in the noisy chaos, so she hired him to deal with some emergencies in Kikuya.

Just in time to come in handy.

He was wearing a black uniform with metal buttons slanted to his neckline. His short black hair exploded like a sea urchin, and his eyes were calm, as if no accident could stir up waves in his eyes.

The proprietress frowned: "Why don't you wear Kikuya's overalls? But... this one is not bad, but it looks like a school uniform, but how can a school uniform be so strange..."

"And what does it smell like on you? Green grass juice?"

Megumi Fukuro, who just rushed back to Tokyo this morning from a rare forest: ...

There is no plane, no high-speed rail, all the flights are strangely staggered, I have to take the bus several times, and ran for dozens of kilometers on foot. I entered the game as soon as I arrived at the college without even having time to change my clothes, but I was told the fifth round of the game The registration period has ended.

At that moment, Fu Heihui wanted to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors.

——"There is a very important S-level mission, I want to take you to experience it."

The white-haired teacher wearing a black blindfold handed over two tickets very sincerely.

Fu Heihui: It's probably because I don't want to do the task myself, so I leave it to myself.

But S-rank, he shouldn't be so heartless?But... not necessarily.

The simple Fu Heihui dubiously followed Gojo Satoru to the deep mountains and old forests. The so-called S-level curse spirit was just a huge collection of resentment composed of a group of tourists who died in landslides. It was said to be S-level, but after actual contact It was found to be an A at best.

Fu Heihui hadn't had time to inquire clearly about Gojo Satoru's question about lying about his level. That guy casually threw an extremely perfunctory shovel, and disappeared as soon as he turned around.

Tuliu Fu Heihui faced the curse spirit who was completely enraged and unleashed its full strength alone.

Fu Heihui with a deadpan face: It's getting cold, Gojo Satoru deserves to die.

He shouldn't have believed him! !

The teacher-student relationship in the game never existed from the very beginning, so how could it be possible to create something out of nothing in reality! !

He tried his best to deal with the curse spirit quickly, and briefly dealt with the injuries on his body. Once the uniform was put on, no one would be able to see through it, so he ran back to Tokyo directly to enter the game to recognize his relatives.

But the fifth round of the game was over.

Fortunately, he still has a pass card.

[May I ask if player Fu Heihui uses a game pass card? 】

Yes.

【drop!There are a total of three access card usage rights, you have used it once, and the remaining two times, welcome player Fu Heihui to go home. 】

Before dawn, Megumi Fuguro entered the game, but the place where he arrived was the Imagawa House in Kanagawa. For 11 years, his room still remained the same as when he left.

A blue children's bed, plush dolls covering the entire room, and half-assembled puzzles and building blocks in the corner.

The air is filled with a faint fragrance, clean and tidy, it seems that the owner of the room may come back at any time, and his loving mother orders people to clean it carefully every day, even the fragrance on the pillow is a familiar smell.

The warmth in Fu Heihui's heart overflowed, and he couldn't wait to see her.

He pushed open the door. Coincidentally, he happened to meet the servant who came to clean the room every day. The moment the two met, the NPC's memory was automatically completed.

"It's the young master who is back!"

Fu Heihui was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to react, but his whole body was much stiffer.

"Well, what about mom?"

The servant smiled and said, "What a coincidence, Madam left Kanagawa a few days ago and went to Tokyo."

Megumi Fukuro immediately ran out of the Imagawa house and set off for Tokyo. When leaving, she happened to meet Mrs. Sato next door talking with Mr. Sato.

"I want to go to Tokyo to see Tomoka Imakawa, that old widow is actually married again."

"Mrs. Jinchuan is kind and gentle. Why do you always like to compete with others? I think she doesn't pay attention to your tricks at all."

Mrs. Sato was so angry that she jumped up: "What do you know about women! This time I contacted the proprietress of the chrysanthemum house in Akihabara, Tokyo, and invited Imakawa Yuka to the chrysanthemum house for a glass of sake. It's a pity that she bid farewell to being single and entering marriage for the fifth time." Tomb, what kind of witch do you imagine your wife to be!"

The couple quarreled, completely missing Fu Heihui on one side.

Tokyo Akihabara Chrysanthemum House?

So Fu Heihui came here, maybe the lucky value that his mother gave him was working, the proprietress actually hired Fu Heihui who was still a DK.

He walked in the wooden corridor of the chrysanthemum house, listening to the ambiguous laughter coming from every box, and the same emotion grew in his heart.

Mom, what are you doing here?

The strange girl cried beside the proprietress, "My husband is weak and helpless. If the guests like him, they can cultivate their relationship first. Who can bear such a hard work."

Fu Heihui: ...

Is this R-rated content he can hear?

"Ms. Imagawa's family has a great career. Even though her new fiancé is a difficult character, he can tolerate that pink-haired boy. Can't he tolerate another mere kabuki? This time is a chance for Gojo! You guys Cooperate well with me! I have to hit her!"

Fu Heihui: ...

Imagawa... Gojo...

Like being struck by lightning! !

He violently pushed away the proprietress and the girl in front of him, and rushed to the door of the practice room purely on intuition, and the two behind him couldn't keep up with his speed even after all their efforts.

"Wait! I asked you to support the situation, not to really scare them!"

Fu Heihui's face became more and more serious, and his hand was already on the doorknob.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground faintly came from the practice room, as well as his beautiful, kind and loving mother's low cry of pain.

"You'd better get out of here as quickly as possible."

Advice from Hao Daer before the outbreak.

In the next second, Fu Heihui kicked the door open, and the fragile wooden door flew away immediately.

In the room, the two rolled together on the ground, as childish as elementary school chickens fighting each other, Gojo Satoru's white hair was smothered by mist, and the lady's beautiful face was deformed and reddened by Gojo Satoru's pinch, and the clothes of the two were disheveled entangled with each other, and the wooden door flew past them.

The two looked up at the door in a tacit understanding.

Gojo Satoru waved happily: "Hey! Megumi, you entered the game so quickly?!"

There is fog and there is: ...

This young man looks familiar.

If her Huihui had grown up smoothly in reality, she would probably be able to grow so tall and so big, with a similar hairstyle.

But the head of the sea urchin is too exaggerated. Although Xiao Xiaohui's hair is fried, it is still very good to the touch. This sea urchin looks very bad at first glance.

but……

It really seems...

"Mother."

The boy gloomily spit out the title of the 11-year absence. However, it was supposed to be a scene of touching and hugging after a long absence, but at this moment the boy was not happy at all.

Misty and dull tilted his head.

Hmm... the voice is also similar, and she still calls mom...

Hmmmm? ?

There is fog and there is: downtime in place, no such person can be found.