As a passerby NPC, I want to teach 5T5 to fall in love

"Don't you want us to inherit this messed up plot?"

In Hoshino's future questioning, the system gave a completely irrelevant answer: Due to the increase in the difficulty of this game, a positioning function for players and npcs was added to the map interface to facilitate communication between players and npcs.Now, the mission countdown begins.

With the end of the system's electronic sound, the two people were teleported to their respective locations.Gojo Satoru directly replaced the bad white hair in the basement, and Hoshino Mirai was thrown at the door of the house.

When she opened the map interface, she could see the green dot representing Gojo Satoru flickering.Without hesitation, she decided to meet up with Baimao DK first.

Fortunately, the distance was not too far. When she arrived at the basement, the door of the basement was open, and the deafening music had disappeared.

Stepping down the steps, the afterglow of the setting sun poured down, dispelling the original smog. The tall white-haired dk sat on the pool table, and he raised his head while stroking the pool stick, smiling at Mirai Hoshino.The sharp-edged face glowed with a golden halo in the sun.

Of course, if you ignore the human foot pads that are stacked under his feet, this will be a very perfect photo.

"Yo, it's pretty fast!"

Gojo Satoru propped up the pool stick on the human mat, jumped off the side of the pool table, and clapped his hands.

Hoshino Mirai rubbed his temples, "How long has it been, why are you fighting again?"

"You can't blame me! They did it first, and I was acting in self-defense!" Gojo Satoru picked up the dusty schoolbag in the corner, and threw it back in disgust the next second.

Hoshino Mirai sighed, took the schoolbag, took the schoolbag as a white hair, shook it twice, and threw it to him.

"You call it overdefensive, okay! Why did you start fighting?"

"I said I wanted to go home, but they wouldn't let me go. They said there was still a performance down there, so I couldn't go if I didn't go. I don't know how to play drums, how to perform, and then I started fighting." Gojo Satoru spread his hands helplessly, his face full It was written in big characters that it was all their fault.

Hoshino Mirai, who wanted to refute a few words, frowned. The persona is a first-class drummer, but he doesn't know how to play drums. This system is playing her!

She knows how to play the drums, but it's impossible for this guy to be quick in three days!

"Gojo Satoru, due to the difficulty of this game, I have to make an agreement with you three chapters in advance!"

Hoshino Mirai stopped in his tracks, with a complicated expression on his face.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked at the girl in front of him. She was wearing a middle school sailor uniform, a light blue dress with a slightly childish face, and short chestnut hair hanging down her ears. shake.Due to the shrinkage of her height, she looks even more petite.

"Okay, you say it."

Hoshino put his hips on his hips and said, "Rule [-]: Without my guidance, you are not allowed to meet with the Raider characters privately! Rule [-]: Don't speak unless you can. I will conduct all the conversations with Raider characters! Article [-]: Obey the above two unconditionally!"

White-haired DK nodded, he was not interested in how the strategy character was, he was only interested in the true face of the game, if Hoshino's plan can extend the game time, then these two conditions are nothing.

"No objection! But Hoshino, you seem to have shrunk, did you notice?"

"Gojo Satoru, can you speak! What is shrinking? This is returning to the age of 15! Back to the youthful and beautiful girlhood!" Hoshino Mirai replied angrily.

Although she said so, but different from the original image in the previous world, this time she directly gave her a junior high school photo, which was the third junior high school she didn't want to recall the most.

"Tch~, by the way, Hoshino, you are my sister this time! Shout out to Oni-chan!"

Gojo Satoru grinned, the smile on his face was without haze, it was very bright.

Hehe..., dreaming!What about Oni sauce, mayonnaise is almost the same!It is absolutely impossible for her to call out something like "Brother Wu"!Absolutely impossible!

Hoshino Mirai pouted and pushed open the door of the house. According to the background, the triplets also lived in this street. She thought of a good way to restore her image.

Passing through the hallway, the drum kit with metallic luster is in sight.The silvery-white metal mixed with the dark red paint is eye-catching.

She grabbed the white-haired DK who was eager to try, and pressed it onto the sofa.Gojo Satoru's exquisite eyebrows drooped immediately, like a cat caught by its owner and not allowed to go out to play.

"Hoshino, I'm going to practice! Practice!"

"Practice is postponed, and the most urgent thing now is to save your image in the hearts of the raiders! Come and put on a show, and bet on the reputation of my Hoshino Mirai, I will definitely make you a successful comeback!"

She patted her chest, her light green eyes were burning with fighting spirit!This time, she will definitely let Gojo Satoru pass the game successfully!

And Qiuzi Hayama, who had returned home at this time, was still furious!The two elder sisters who originally wanted to satisfy the younger sister's wish to rebuild the Qingyin club were also comforting their own younger sister.

Just when their emotions had just calmed down, a violent quarrel attracted the attention of the three of them.

"Gojo Satoru, just hold your drum and drown! Live with the drum for the rest of your life! I don't care about you!"

Qingyue's agile female voice was filled with anger and sadness, followed by the deafening sound of closing the door.The whole street trembled.

Gojo Satoru, who was locked in the door, was shocked. He had never seen someone turn his face so quickly. Didn't he just finish speaking a minute ago?How did you get into the show so soon?

Hoshino Mirai crossed his arms, biting his lower lip tightly, grievances and sadness piled up on his face, and his pretty eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

Crossing the corner, he squatted down against an outer wall of the yard, buried his head in his arms, and was still trembling slightly.

And the owner of this outer wall is the Ye Shan family.

Hoshino tried his best to maintain a weak and helpless image in the future, urging the triplets in his heart to find her quickly.

I hope she won't be made to wait for too long, otherwise she will dry up her tears and it will be too bad if she doesn't have any tears when she vomits bitterness later!

There was a sound of "squeak" pushing the door, and Sakurako Hayama, the eldest sister, appeared at the door. She turned her body and asked, "Are you okay?"

Hoshino Mirai raised his head, his eyes were dim with tears, and the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red with grievance.

Before she could speak, the hot-tempered little girl also ran out, "I heard you mentioned Gojo Satoru just now, did that bastard bully you? I knew that delinquent was trash!"

The wisher took the bait, and the fish she wanted to catch came out!

Hoshino Mirai had a "planned" smile in his heart, but his face was still tearful, and he shrank his body against the wall.

"I'm fine. You, you know him?"

Ye Shanqiuzi said indignantly: "He is notoriously bad at school, with a very bad personality! Listen to what you said just now, do you live with him?"

Hoshino Mirai: I agree! !Super bad!

"I'm his sister."

After saying this, she lowered her head in embarrassment, with a very tangled expression on her face.

The eldest sister who was silently watching said, "Would you like to come in and sit for a while, sister Wutiao? It will be much better to tell others about sad things."

For Sakurako Hayama, this is an opportunity to get to know Qingyin Club. Since she has decided to fulfill her little sister's wish, she must do so.

For Hoshino Mirai, successfully infiltrating the Raiders' home is the first step of her plan!

Breaking through the character's defenses as a weak person, and then revealing another look of the bad boy by voicing bitterness, the shock brought by the huge contrast is not a bit better than the plain narration.

The unchanging gentleness like water and the tempered steel have turned into softness around the fingers, obviously the latter is more attractive.

This is her script! ! !

Contrast is already a bad trick in various love games. Although it is old-fashioned, it is extremely useful.

However, what Mirai Hoshino overlooked is that in this perfect performance where everything is in place, the hero is the man named Gojo Satoru.