npc after love game fancy bee

Would the world be any different without a game or a person?

Xia Youjie personally experienced that there is no difference at all.

Normal study, task, normal eating and sleeping to carry out the necessary activities for people to live.

The world will not suddenly collapse because of the absence of a certain person, because the individual is too insignificant to the world.And he won't be unable to live just because he lost someone, even if that person is extremely important to him.

Five months have passed since the last game, and the scorching summer turned into a bitter winter in an instant, and the girl who had promised to meet him never came back.

During these five months, Xia Youjie experienced a change of mentality from panic to despair to emptiness. He accepted that everyone "forgot" about Sakai Natsuki, but he was stubborn and unwilling to admit it, as if once After he admitted, Sakai Natsuki would really disappear.

The game has long been closed, and no matter how many times he connects the device, he will never enter the familiar loading hall again, and there are no announcements of maintenance and outage in the future. The unresponsive game device is like a pile of broken copper Rotten iron.

Xia Youjie thought that everyone except him returned the helmet and cassette to the address given in the text message, and these people also included Gojo Satoru and Amuro Toru who just met by chance.

They still remember Natsuki Sakai and the role she played as an npc in the game, but they forgot the indescribable subtle emotions towards her in their hearts, and they also forgot that she is not just a piece of data.

The website he created for Sakai Nazuki has gradually turned from active to a zombie website, and some people even post on the forum after the shutdown to discuss why they have such true feelings for a game character.

Some kind of mysterious force forcibly deleted everyone's feelings for Sakai Natsuki, but Xia Youjie didn't know why, nor why this deletion left him alone.

He hated the situation that he was the only one in the whole world who could clearly remember everything.Whenever he couldn't sleep all night and closed his eyes and saw Sakai Natsuki, Xia Youjie wanted to grit his teeth and ask why he couldn't forget it too.

In such a homogeneous world, everyone tries to avoid their individuality because of the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and follows the trend and the times to breathe together with billions of people all over the world.

All those who just want to live an ordinary life are unwilling to be the unstable factor that breaks the atmosphere, because when they are different from the surrounding environment, countless eyes will be projected on them, and then there will be constant discussions and being criticized. Magnified demeanor.

Xia Youjie refused to recycle the cassettes, nor did he have any expectations for new games.He tried to open "Nazuki's Strange Story" over and over again, paid server fees for a website that no one used for more than ten years, and then took the trouble to ask his friends if they still remembered Sakai Natsuki.

He even kept the text message that the game compensated him because the island copy was closed.

The link Xia Youjie used to fill in the information has been clicked countless times, and every time he wrote the words "return Sakai Natsuki" in the compensation intention, but in fact, until the link expired, Xia Youjie did not Received any substantive response.

He said strange things in the eyes of others like crazy, did strange things in the eyes of others, and then gradually became a complete psychopath.

Everyone looked at him with worried eyes and asked him to rest well, as if he was a fragile glass product that would shatter to the ground in the next second.

However, after the first month when he could barely live normally, Xia Youjie finally woke up.

He started to eat on time, cleaned himself up, and did every task assigned to him seriously.He blended himself into the surrounding environment like a normal person, and he could no longer see the madness before.

Only in the dead of night, when the memory gradually fades through the passing of time, Xia Youjie dared to blatantly miss Sakai Natsuki in his own space, let himself sink in the endless thoughts and painful and beautiful memories.

Those former hatreds also disappeared, Xia Youjie even felt that he was used to taste bitterness and loneliness, and he was very glad that he still remembered Sakai Natsuki.

He fantasizes that he may see the blonde girl smiling at him again one day, and those unforgettable memories will prevent them from rubbing shoulders in the crowd when they meet.

Just will that day come?

Xia Youjie didn't know either.

In the past one or two months, some unprecedented monsters have appeared on the edge of the city and in the wilderness. Their slimy texture is a bit like the slimes commonly seen in film and television works, but they don't seem to belong to the magic spirit.The magic power is almost undetectable on them, and after being attacked, the whole body will harden soon, and then die.

At first, these things were discovered by local conjurers, and because they were not offensive, they were not taken seriously by the higher-ups.But in recent days they seem to have become restless, not only showing up frequently, but also shifting their location from remote places to Tokyo.

Gojo Satoru, who had heard about these deeds, had a vague premonition that they were coming for the college. After all, the place where the incident was getting closer and closer to the school was really suspicious.

Driven by this kind of thought, Gojo Satoru accepted the latest mission. He went to see those strange creatures with his own eyes, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity emerged in his heart.

However, he had never seen such a thing.

Otherwise, someone really modified his memory.

Horrifying thoughts arose in his heart, Gojo Satoru collected some broken powder with a solemn expression, and was going to find Nitzi to help test the ingredients.But when he returned to the high school, he met Xia Youjie who didn't know where he was going.

His expression was very calm, and he even greeted him very normally when he saw him.

Gojo Satoru was happy that his best friend had returned to normal, but at the same time felt that this extreme contrast seemed abnormal.

He still remembered how he pulled Xia Youjie out of the room.He almost smashed the thick wooden door, and Gojo Satoru saw Xia Youjie curled up on the bed in the flying sawdust. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Not eating or drinking for several days made a tall boy look extremely weak, and the ups and downs of breathing were so small that they were almost invisible.

But what really shocked Gojo Satoru was his eyes that were about to die.

Dim, slack and old.

It was cloudy and bloodshot like an old man who had gone through hardships.

All the anomalies started from the end of the game, Wujo Wu naturally understood why Xia Youjie had this situation.

He couldn't understand why his always calm friend believed that the characters in the game could come true, and in his crazy and paranoid performance, Gojo Satoru also had doubts about his own memory.

Did he really forget something?

Gojo Satoru questioned himself repeatedly in the following time, and he even took the initiative to search for some clues, but he couldn't find anything.

This made Wujo Satoru feel very distressed, but the indisputable fact did not show any signs of his amnesia, and in the end he could only give up this idea.

He shook his head to dispel the memories of the past in his mind, raised his lips and patted the black-haired boy's shoulder: "Yo, Jie~ Where are you going?"

"Just came back," Xia Youjie briefly explained his mission, then pointed to the top, "Now go to the roof."

Gojo Satoru immediately understood what the other party meant.He let go of his hand in disgust, grinning his teeth: "Smoking again? Jie, you must not be like Nitzi!"

The white-haired boy's retracted hands and his slightly distorted face were all showing his resistance to cigarettes, Xia Youjie chuckled lightly and raised the corners of his mouth, retorting lightly: "Don't use the word again." Okay, I don't do it very often."

"Let's go, see you later."

Xia Youjie quickly turned and left after waving.

......

Gaozhuan is not in the urban area, and its architectural style is more like a temple. It is obviously impossible to reach out and touch the sea of ​​clouds like a high-rise building.Xia Youjie randomly found an empty and low platform, leaned on the railing and looked out at the scenery of the school——

Blue sky, white clouds, brown rubble and dry trees.

The white mist from the breath obscured Xia Youjie's sight, and the too low temperature in winter brought severe cold and the withering of everything.He didn't look at the bleak scene outside, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

This is a habit he has only recently.

In the past, Xia Youjie was as insensitive to this kind of thing as Gojo Satoru, but it seems that the great sense of disillusionment after his life went to nothingness made him gradually understand why some people like to smoke.

Ego numbness, avoiding pain, seeking relief.Of course, these cannot be obtained from the inhalation and puffing of harmful gases, but looking at the smog in front of his eyes, Xia Youjie thought that only at this time can he let go of all his thoughts.

Don't worry about how you pretend to be a normal person, don't worry about those growing misses.For a few minutes he could be a thoughtless puppet, and then with the sparks extinguished he would return to a life of invariance.

Boring, boring, can't find the meaning of existence.

One-third of the cigarette in his hand had disappeared, Xia Youjie shook his wrist, and a bit of dark ash fell from the paper roll, leaving traces on the ground.

Just as he was about to extinguish his cigarette and leave, there was a sudden surge of mana power behind him.

Curse spirit?In high school?

Xia Youjie didn't look back, he looked down at the soot beside his feet, nonchalantly preparing to use spells to subdue the monster that suddenly appeared.

But unexpectedly, the magic spell that should have worked did not successfully absorb the spell, he frowned slightly, and the displeasure of being disturbed made him cast a sharp glance behind——

Then Xia Youjie stayed where he was.

"what are you doing?"

The visitor said to him with a smile.

The author says:

Regarding whether Brother Jie smokes or not, it seems that the original book did not clearly say that he just set the fire on the glass, so let's take it as he knows~

There is also the foreshadowing of Wu sauce that it will start to be recycled?