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

Along the way, Miku Hoshino listened to them briefly tell about her memory after being drunk and blurred, but of course Gojo Satoru deliberately concealed the fact that she was forced to bury her chest.

How can such a thing be said!

After washing up one after another, several people ate bagged food and discussed the follow-up matters.

The current game plot is completely chaotic after the turmoil last night. The unpredictable stage of fate, no one knows how it will go next.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, thinking about the final mission.

On the electronic interface attached to the game, the description of the final mission is followed by a "confirm" button, as long as this button is pressed, the plot of the final mission will start.

What will the final mission look like?

"Gojo Satoru? Gojo Satoru?" An Geji's shout interrupted his contemplation.

Looking up, the bodies of An Ge Ji and Jia Ruo Zi have become transparent, almost disappearing in the sunlight.

It was supposed to be a sad farewell scene, but Gojo Satoru applauded instead.

"Clap clap clap!!"

The disappointment that surged up in An Geji's heart was slammed to the ground by the applause, and it was shattered into dregs.

"You two rice bugs are finally able to go back, happy!! Cheers!!"

"Hehe, just wait, when you go back, I will make you kneel on the ground and beg me!!" Thinking of the photos in her mobile phone, when she goes back, she will send them to all the magicians in the magic world, each with a copy.

Thinking of this made her feel better.

Hoshino Mirai frowned, smiled helplessly and said, "Be careful all the way."

"It's always weird to hear that." Jiarui Yanzi lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly.

"Well, then what should I say? Leave Gojo Satoru to me, so you can rest assured! Such words?"

"This, it's like what the boyfriend said to the girl's natal family." An Geji quietly interjected from the side.

"It's a bit like it." The corners of Jiarui's mouth twitched slightly.

Hoshino Miku smiled, "Anyway, I will let him go back."

"Why don't you say go back together?" An Geji blinked and asked this sentence.

"Because we are probably not from the same world."

"That's not necessarily the case!" Gojo Satoru leaned over and said, putting his arm around her shoulder.

The illusory figure gradually dissipated, and Jiarui Nizi yelled one last time before disappearing, "Wu Tiao, you must come back."

The white-haired DK grinned, waving at them and nodding.

Of course, he will definitely go back.

Hoshino Mirai rubbed his temples and half leaned on the sofa, with the attached game interface in front of him.

Because of being drunk, she looked a little tired, with a slight pain in her forehead.

Suddenly a pair of wide hands covered her swollen forehead, the temperature of the palms was higher than her body temperature, gently rubbing for her.

"Hmph, let's see if you still drink in the future!" Slightly distasteful words were spoken from the mouths of the people around him. Although there was a bit of awkwardness and discomfort in the tone, his hands did not stop.

She raised her eyes halfway, knowing that drinking was a mistake, so she didn't reply.

"It's the last." After a long silence, she said this in a low voice.

The people around nodded, "Yeah, it's almost over."

Inexplicably drawn into this strange game space, forced to accept the reshaping of the world view, and then this grotesque journey finally arrived at the end.

"In the first world, I really hated you." Hoshino Mirai twitched the corner of his mouth with a helpless smile.

"At that time, you can see it."

"On the one hand, it's annoying, and on the other hand, there's nothing you can do about it. It's really annoying to have so many things happen in a week. How about you?"

"Well, at first I wondered if you were some new kind of curse spirit."

Hoshino Mirai was a little surprised, his eyes widened, "Huh??? Well, it's not surprising."

"Ah, I'm tired." Gojo Satoru lowered his arms and stretched himself.

"Today, Hoshino offers a special knee pillow, do you want to try it?"

Hoshino Mirai blinked. She was wearing a large white shirt in the public relations department. Because it didn't fit well, the neckline was a little loose, revealing her delicate collarbone and fair skin, which was a bit dazzling at the moment.

"Hmph, is there a fee?"

"Yes, but I won't tell you now."

"That must be very expensive~, it's a new type of consumption trap!"

Saying this, he casually tilted his long, slender legs on the other side of the sofa, and slowly leaned against the lap of the person next to him.

Hoshino Mirai's upper body is a large white shirt, and the lower body is a pair of denim shorts, which are about ten centimeters above the knee.

It happened to let him lie on a piece of soft and delicate skin.

The fluffy and smooth silver hair was in contact with the transparent white tender skin, making him a little stiff.

"Aren't you tired? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Hoshino Mirai lowered his head halfway, his thick hair was not bundled up, and fell loosely around, the sunlight through the window was dyeing the long light chestnut hair with a layer of golden brilliance.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a friendly tone, "What if you can't sleep?"

"Could it be that you want to hear a lullaby?" Hoshino Mirai blinked, thinking about how to sing the lullaby.

Baimao DK smiled softly, the corners of his lips raised, and there was a bit of sand in his lowered voice, which sounded a little gentle.

He stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, because looking up from this angle, as long as Future lowered his head, large areas of skin would show through the loose neckline, dazzlingly white.

In the darkness I gave, it seems that I can't feel the passage of time, and all I can hear is shallow breathing.

After a long time, he felt the warm breath on the back of his hand.

An inaudible touch, like a dragonfly touching water, a soft touch flashed on the back of his hand. The feeling was so short that he even thought it was an illusion.

The warm breath fell through his fingers and fell on his eyes.

He heard the gentle words, "Here, there will be a fee."

"Ok?"

The warm breath still lingered on the back of her hand, Hoshino Mirai lowered her head, her cheeks were covered in crimson, she listened to the questioning voice from her throat.

Gojo Satoru shouldn't blame her for wanting to be a bad boy who can do whatever he wants.

She heard herself saying, "Go on a date, Satoru."

"Okay. Now that you have spoken, don't go back on your word!"

"Know it."

"Then, let's go to the fireworks display!"

"Huh? It's still spring, so why don't the fireworks festivals have to be in summer?"

"I say there is!"

With a somewhat tough tone, he stood up from the sofa.

After pressing the button on the task interface, since the system wants him to express his feelings, then obediently give him the whole suitable place.

He seemed to be able to hear Hayama Kyoko's misty and ethereal laughter, and a burst of dazzling light fell on the room, which was more ostentatious than that day.

"Fulfill your wish. The final mission opens."

Accompanied by the system's electronic notification sound, they came to the night of night and stars.

Under the dark blue sky, passing through this path, there were bustling street vendors. Hoshino Mirai was stunned, unable to react.

The summer wind was blowing on her face with greenery and heat. The long hair that was originally scattered was neatly coiled at the back of her head at this moment, and only a few strands of hair were left hanging down the sides of her cheeks.

On the dark blue-based bathrobe, on the gray-blue background, there are large flowers of morning glory blooming.

"It's very suitable for you today."

Hearing the familiar voice, she finally recovered, with a smile on her lips, "Thank you."

"But why only change your clothes, I don't deserve to wear beautiful new clothes?" Baimao DK looked at his old clothes and pouted dissatisfiedly.

The summer wind blew, and rolled up his pure white shirt. In the undulation of the corners of the clothes, there was a looming waist and abdomen, with smooth lines, tight and firm.

Hoshino Mirai silently looked away, muttering, "I think it's pretty good."

"what??"

"Let me tell you, Wu, you look good in anything you wear! Are you satisfied?"

"Of course! Barely pass!"

Unable to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising, he grabbed the arm of Hoshino Mirai who was wearing a yukata, and walked towards the vendors on the commercial street.

"Speaking of which, have you never participated in a fireworks display?"

"That's right, magicians are very busy. Especially in summer, because of the hot weather, it seems that there will be more magic spirits."

"Well, let's have fun today!"

"Of course! Go eat that marshmallow first! It looks delicious!"

There was a flash of light in his blue eyes, and he pulled the people around him towards the large cotton candy vendor.

The uncle who sold the cotton candy said with a smile, "Hey, I bought it for the lady next to me!"

"No, I bought it for him." Hoshino Mirai shook his head silently, opened the handbag he was carrying, took out the money inside and handed it over.

I don't know when it started, Gojo Satoru developed the habit of going out without money, and Mirai Hoshino took care of it all by himself.

The uncle was at a loss for words for a while, and even the finished cloud cotton candy seemed to be two points bigger than usual.

This made Gojo Satoru very satisfied, the fluffy and soft clouds were glowing with gradient pink, like falling cherry blossoms, and like smoke.

After taking the marshmallow, he handed it to the person beside him, "Try it?"

"Oh? You know I paid for it, so you eat it for me first?"

"Hmph, forget it if you don't eat!"

Hoshino Mirai took a small sip, the sweet sugar melted on the tip of his tongue, not greasy, "It's okay."

"It's not particularly sweet~~" He raised his eyebrows, his spirits high.

"Well, it's delicious."

"Slightly slightly, the rest is mine!" He said, biting down.

Looking at that childish behavior, Hoshino Mirai shook his head and didn't speak.

While eating cotton candy, he fell in love with fishing for goldfish again.

A must-play event at the fireworks show, catch goldfish!

"Boss, come ten nets." Hoshino paid the money in the future, and handed the paper nets to the tall white hair beside him.

"In the future, you underestimate me too! Be careful, I can catch all the goldfish here!" He held a cotton candy in his left hand and a paper net in his right to flaunt his might.

Hoshino Mirai frowned, bowed his head to the boss and apologized, "Stop talking big."

Then, the first net, not surprisingly, broke.

In the crystal-clear pool, red and white goldfish wagged their tails and swam while spitting bubbles.

That leisurely look was like slapping the white-haired DK's face.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

Gojo Satoru stuffed the cotton candy into Mirai Hoshino's hand, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and made a big move.

This time, the boss cried.

Just watching this flamboyant and unruly boy catch him to the end with a net. In the clear water, the number of goldfish gradually decreased.

A drop of cold sweat rolled down the boss's cheek, and he desperately winked at Miku Hoshino who was wearing a bathrobe, hoping that she would come out to dissuade her.

Hoshino Mirai, Tan Tanshou made a look of helplessness.For Wujo Satoru, who is serious and head-on, he is like a white cat who is interested, and it is impossible to persuade him not to let him play enough.

Finally, there was only one goldfish left in the pool, that is, the one that escaped from his paper net at the beginning. The paper webpage in Gojo Satoru's hand was no longer so strong due to the soaking in water, and it could still hold up. once.

One person, one goldfish, started the final confrontation.

The strong forearm muscles trembled, and the net was stretched out into the water with lightning speed, and it was a water shovel for the goldfish that hadn't reacted yet, and then quickly lifted it up. Stubbornly bouncing around, the damp paper net couldn't support it, and when Gojo Satoru transferred the goldfish into the bucket, it burst with a "poof".

The goldfish fell back into the pond, its big red tail wagging, as if mocking the white hair.

"Damn!!! Give me the net in the future! I don't believe it!! My Gojo Satoru will lose twice in a row to a goldfish!"

Hoshino Mirai shook his head, and returned the net in his hand to the boss, "Okay, why are you so angry with a goldfish? There are other vendors you didn't go to." Her tone was soft, half-coaxing her to explode Wujo Satoru.

"Hmph, I'm just very upset."

"Let's go, let's go, go to other places." She pulled the big white cat and was about to leave the goldfish vendor. Before leaving, she said to the boss: "We don't want the goldfish in the bucket. It will cause you trouble."

"Alright, you two have fun!"

White-haired DK pursed his mouth, still feeling a bit bitter about not being able to pick up the goldfish.

Seeing him like this, Mirai Hoshino poked the takoyaki he just bought with a toothpick and handed it over.

"Here, have a drink to cool off?"

The fresh and tender takoyaki popped on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue because of the hot juice, complaining, "It's too hot!!!"

"Hahahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you really look like a cat in this place, a cat's tongue." She couldn't help laughing, and fanned him with her small round fan.

It was only when she bought an ice cream that she found out about it.

He licked a certain white hair of the ice cream in small mouthfuls, turned his head, and deliberately kept quiet in anger.

She grabbed the corner of the white shirt and said in a coquettish tone: "Oh, I really don't think it's too hot. I remember it. There won't be a next time, how about it?"

"Okay, okay, my lord has a lot! Forgive you!" He patted the heads of the people around him, and his mood became more comfortable.

His eyes looked around, and finally fell in love with the gun game.

"Go play that!"

With an order, he took her by the arm and walked towards the gun-shooting vendor.

"Boss, let's take ten rounds first."

"Okay! I'll give you ten rounds!"

Gojo Satoru played with the gun stock in his hand, raised his eyebrows, "Which one do you want?"

Looking at the various prizes on the circular board, she pinched her chin and thought about it, and finally settled on a pair of fox masks.

"Huh? Is that all? That's too unchallenging."

The boss encouraged him appropriately at this moment: "How about the final prize? It's a life-sized teddy bear! Girls like this!"

"No, don't want anything too big. You can make what you like." Hoshino Mirai categorically refused.

There were no misses in the shot, and every shot got a prize, including tiaras, hairpins, fox masks, and a bunch of weird gadgets.

The bony fingers held a golden fine-work flower hairpin and looked at it. The gold thread was bright, and the top was made of blue-purple hydrangea. The bustling flowers were clustered together, clean and beautiful.

He lowered his head halfway, and carefully inserted the flower hairpin into the tied bun. In his half-hanging blue and clear eyes, there was boundless tenderness.

"Okay, it's not monotonous now!"

He clapped his hands, admiring the hairpin he had fixed, and didn't notice any crookedness at all.

Collecting the loot, the two wandered slowly on the commercial street, not far from the shrine with layers of steps.

It was almost time to set off the fireworks, and the two decided to go to the top of the steps together, where there was no need to worry about the crowds and the fireworks in full bloom.

Looking up, above the layers of steps, there are vermilion torii gates first, and then there is a shrine with black and blue tiles.

"There are so many steps." Hoshino Mirai couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Yeah, if you're tired, you can tell me anytime, whether it's on your back or the princess's hug." Gojo Satoru patted his chest with a confident look on his face.

A smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she shook her head, "No need, my physical strength is not that bad."

Lifting together and falling together, fine and smooth blue steps climbed on the gray stone steps.

Walking towards the vermilion torii together, the noise of the turbulent crowd is like an old photo that has been overexposed, and it becomes blurred and alienated.

The steps of the shrine are lined with lush greenery, and there is a rustling sound when the wind blows, as if even the street lamps are swaying with the wind.Walking on the steps intertwined with light and shadow is like walking on the memories of the past.

The two wearing fox masks silently left those memories behind and walked towards the final destination.

The sound of clogs and stone slabs is clear and loud, never hesitating, never confused.

There is always an end to the long steps, and a few steps ahead is the vermilion torii gate.In summer, the shrine is full of greenery, and the fiery red torii gates are more solemn.

The two stopped at the same time, turned around, and the fireworks had quietly risen into the sky.

"I didn't see the first fireworks." Gojo Satoru looked at the bursting fireworks in the sky, with a bit of regret in his tone.

Hoshino Mirai echoed: "Yeah, it's a bit regrettable."

The distance is too far, they have already moved away from the original place of fireworks, and they can't even hear the sound of fireworks taking off and blooming.

"It's far away."

The soft words spit out from her mouth as if sighing, and the blue eyes looked far away at the fireworks in the navy blue sky, shining brightly, and a star was sprinkled in her eyes.

It turns out that the best fireworks are here.

He bowed his head and laughed.

It attracted the attention of the people around him, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, do you still want to watch?"

It is about the last fireworks, grand and romantic, swaying golden light spots, gliding through traces like meteors.

"Don't read it, it's over, let's move on."

"Ah."

The two turned around again and continued to walk towards the top of the shrine. When passing through the torii, Hoshino Mirai's body slightly stagnated.

There is no way to turn back, it is the last.

She doesn't fully understand Gojo Satoru's plan, but she also has her own plan.Let her overturn the final gamble by herself.

After a moment of hesitation, the crisp sound of clogs became firm again.

Finally climbed the last step, the shrine with black tiles and blue tiles appeared in front of the two of them.

The moon is full and the stars are bright.

There was a distance between the two, neither far nor near.

Maybe it was because the silence was too annoying, Wujo Wupa pulled out the spoils he had just confiscated, and there was a bottle of bubble water in it.

Lips fluttered, and a string of transparent and light bubbles flew out, flying in the breeze, and the transparent surface reflected colorful light, gorgeous and colorful.

"Want to try it?" He handed over the bubble water in his hand.

Hoshino Mirai shook his head, gently touching the floating bubbles with his slender fingers.

"Wu, if you have to kill me now to pass the level, will you kill me?" A soft and cheerful voice came from her mouth, and she had a pleasant smile on her face, as if what she was saying topics that have nothing to do with her.

There was no hesitation, no pause.

Gojo Satoru's answer is: "Yes."

"Well, this is the Gojo Satoru I know." She put away her fingers and put her back behind her back, smiling brighter and brighter.

The hoarse cicadas chirped in the air, and the evening wind blowing was no longer hot.

"Gojo Satoru, summer is over."

The task on the game interface popped up, and it said: Express your love to the players.

Letting a passer-by NPC who has nothing to do with love in the setting confess to the player, this is really a clumsy trap.

If she said it out, I'm afraid it violated the basic setting of the game, and she would lose the game directly.

Although I don't understand why this game is always obsessed with letting people tell the confession before it can be judged as love.Is it some kind of bondage?Once you say it, you will be restricted?

However, this also means that as long as you don't say it, you'll be fine.

"Gojo Satoru, I hate you the most. You are the most hated person in the world. I hate you more than anyone else in the world."

She smiled, and her blue almond eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, sparkling with waves.

"...So, I too..."

The sound of cicadas chirping disappeared at this moment, everything stopped, and the bubbles floating in midair also stopped.

The blue digitized Hayama Kyoko stood on the tall vermilion torii with a puzzled look on her face, "Human beings are so complicated."

The two looked at the condescending person together. She was standing at the top, her wide kimono fluttering in the wind.

Gojo Satoru looked at the figure on the torii gate, and then turned his gaze to Mirai Hoshino.

"You lost, the game should be over." Hoshino Mirai said coldly.

"Well, I'm a little strange. You like this guy very much. After all, you belong to an NPC. I can still see your heartbeat value. It's already full. You obviously like it very much. Why don't you want to let it go? Is he here with you?"

She made an urchin-like puzzled look, "You hate the outside world, it's not accurate to say that, it should be said that you hate your family. When you are pulled into the game space, you know that you are dead. At that time, it was easy Right, I was happy at the time? Should I use this word? Without assistance, plus my deliberate temptation, this guy will definitely fail very quickly."

"However, because I liked him later, I wanted him to go back. Why? I don't understand? Don't you want to escape from that family? Don't you want to be with the person you like? In this world, no okay?"

"Do you want to know? What do I need to tell you?" The mocking words came out of her mouth, and she crossed her hands behind her back.

Gojo Satoru looked at the people on the torii with cold eyes, the expression on his face became colder, and the aura around him was condensed and terrifying.

"Don't look at me with such eyes, I didn't lose." She smiled, but the smile lasted no more than two seconds, and the expression on her face suddenly became terrified.

"puff"

It was the sound of sharp knives cutting through flesh and blood.

Hoshino Mirai cut his throat with the knife hidden in the sleeve of his yukata.

As if in slow motion, the sharp blade fell to the ground, and the sprayed blood splashed in all directions, like red leaves falling from a tree in late autumn, falling down with a gesture of helplessness.

The blood flowed horizontally, accompanied by the sound of "Puff puff puff", continuously surging from the throat, one puddle after another, no matter how Gojo Satoru tried to cover it with his hands, the gap could not be blocked.

Like a flower bud, the blood absorbs the warmth from her body and finally blooms.

Gorgeous and teasing flower of life.

In this way, the system has no way to control her, and the throat is cut, so she can't speak, and this trap has no way to do it.

Pain, pain, pain, the last gamble, I should be able to win...

My eyes gradually blurred, only Zhang Yang's white was trembling, and there was a hoarse voice beside my ear, who was speaking, I couldn't hear clearly...

I really want to hear it clearly, is it the name?Ah, speaking of the name, it seems like she hasn't told him yet...

As she thought this way, her eyelids slowly closed, and her consciousness sank into deep darkness.

He couldn't control his trembling, and the fear spread throughout his body along with the trembling, which was hard to contain.He controlled himself to take a deep breath, using violent breathing to calm the fear at the moment.

All kinds of information poured into his mind, and his brain was involuntarily analyzing everything in front of him.

The knife was bought when he was obsessed with fishing for goldfish, and the decision was made the moment Kyoko Hayama appeared.The opposite confession is because she realizes that just speaking out is a bondage and a curse.

Fearing that the system would take over her body, she immediately drew a knife and cut her throat without any hesitation, because she only had one chance.

Hayama Kyoko's hysterical laughter resounded throughout the stagnant world.

"Is she still alive?"

Gojo Satoru squatted on the ground with a cold expression on his face.

"Hahahahaha, do you want to know? What do I need to tell you?"

The laughter became more ferocious, human beings are really interesting, duplicity.

"You won, Gojo Satoru. You have cleared this game, GAMEOVER. Now you can claim your reward."

"Is it a wish? Then I will let her live."

He clenched his blood-stained fists, and a creepy aura spread from his body. At this moment, the collapsed world turned into mana and poured into his body again.

"Sorry, that's not your wish. The wish is the first thought that flashed through your mind when you entered the game space and heard the sound of the system. I'm sorry I didn't tell you the rules at the beginning." The weird electronic voice Mixed with the clear female voice, it hurts the ears.It's like the sound of fingernails rubbing against a blackboard.

In this game, it's a trap from the very beginning.

"Congratulations to the player who successfully cleared the level. Your wish is: to return to the time before your best friend defected. Next, perform memory transfer, and transfer all your current memories to the time period you wished for. Because there is no exact time, the location of the memory transfer is uncertain. "

The last words were cold electronic voices, the consciousness born of restraint has dissipated into the invisible.

He won, a complete victory, successfully cleared the game, stopped the conspiracy of the mastermind behind the scenes, and even grabbed Xia Youjie who hadn't gone astray and beat him up, so that he wouldn't think of any righteousness.

Switching to the ending of the game, this is a perfect HAPPYEND, except that a passer-by NPC died.

It's just a world that has come to a standstill, will it rain?