[Comprehensive] projectile on breaking game

[Operating character: Super high school-level bystander]

More than two hours have passed since the elementary school students bickered at noon, and now Euler is happily playing games in my room.

---- Two people, Contra.

In fact, it is equivalent to the two of us in a cold war in disguise.

Because Euler does so much... I don't understand what he doesn't explain.

After clearing the level perfectly again, I took the initiative to stop Ola, and prevented him from continuing to brush Contra.

"Do you want to explain to me?"

"There's nothing to say."

----He said "huh, I don't care, I just don't say it", but in private, he pursed his mouth pitifully and looked at me from the corner of his eyes... Did I really not adopt a Tsundere?

----No, no, calm down. If Ola is tsundere...

Ola's obscure and coquettish smile appeared in my mind, and the next second the picture changed to Ola raising the swirling shotgun and blasting me into a sieve.

A hand slipped and smashed the game console on my feet, and I secretly despised myself----be careful with your brain this year...

"Are you just nestling in the room this afternoon?" I hugged the game console and lay down on the bed behind me. I lifted the quilt and wrapped myself in a chrysalis, muffled, "It's so boring..."

After Ola extruded a lazy hum from his nasal cavity, he also pushed himself onto the bed slowly.

After a rustling sound passed by my ears, another person's body temperature came from my arm.

"I don't know what to do either."

Ola was next to me, squinting her eyes and muttering softly, "But it's fine as it is."

----He is obviously taller than me, but he is unexpectedly clingy when lying on the bed, and he likes to flop his feet when he gets under the covers.

----However, I haven't felt this kind of comfortable feeling for a long time.

Although it is an unreliable team formed by relying on an unreliable alliance, but to be able to lie side by side on the bed with such a teammate who can barely give a point or two, I feel a little touched...

Going back to the empty room comparable to the presidential suite every day, even every breath is deserted, the human instinct to live in groups is tormenting myself every moment--if it is not for Euler's own death If so, how long can I last alone?

I moved my arms, grabbed someone's hand who was pulling the sheets, and covered it carefully.

----want to draw warmth from another person.

----Even if this is a sign of weakness, I can't care less about it anymore.

I quietly closed my eyes and wanted to take a nap, but the people around me froze for a long time after I grabbed their hands, and then gradually began to make small movements.Seeming to be angry, Oula stretched out his other hand and scratched the back of my hand as if teasing a cat.

After closing the eyes, the feeling is more acute than usual. The mischievous touch on the back of the hand is interpreted by the nerve center as a tingling tingling sensation in the heart, mixed with the suffocation of the two of them nestled in the quilt, brewing an ambiguous faint.

I couldn't help but gently opened my right eye, and secretly looked at Ola from the corner of my eye.

Seeing him holding his breath with his lips pursed, teasing my right hand with all his attention, his face showed a worried look of [will it wake me up] for a while, and a frightened expression of [he deserves it if he can’t sleep] on his face, I Suddenly, I feel that it is also interesting to hide under the covers and take a nap during the good times.

Taking advantage of Ola's focus on my right hand, I deliberately turned my body sideways and rested my head on his shoulder.

----Really, listening to Euler's beating heartbeat, I really feel drowsy.

"Don't move...let me sleep."

"...X-chan?!"

Ola whispered in surprise, and I couldn't care less about it.

----Half a month after coming here, I can finally relax and take a good rest.

[Ola (Monokuma) favorability up↑↑]

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【ATTENTION: There are no operable characters now】

Chenghui lifted Guima's collar, kicked open the door of her own room, and then threw the heavy object on her hand forward.

The thick wool blanket pre-laid on the ground played the role the owner wanted it to play. Gui Ma rubbed against the wool blanket in a supine position, then turned over, took out a PFP and continued to play----

"Why don't you help me analyze it ←_←"

"It's not that I won't help you." Gui Ma responded slowly, "It's that if you interrupt rashly, it will only destroy your arrangement."

After Chenghui untied the white cloak, he threw it behind him casually regardless of his image, and lay down beside Guima, "Ah, it's true... and I did it unconsciously."

Guima wrinkled his nose, raised his head to look at the back of the head of the person in front of him, pursed his lips and pushed ---- "Don't get so close, your hair makes me itchy!"

"Ah~ sorry." Chenghui rolled over and turned herself to face Guima, "I'm so tired."

Gui Ma took a look at the typical otaku Makoto, who was a typical otaku in front of elites and sloppy in front, and subconsciously bent the corners of his mouth.

The distance between the two was really a bit close, Gui Ma thought for half a second, and resolutely put away the PFP.Then he stretched out his hand and quickly peeled off the glasses on Cheng Hui's face----

"what…"

Makoto, who had his glasses taken off because he yawned a little, was a little stunned. He let out a low cry, and then looked at Guima.

Even though the distance was very close, Chenghui still frowned subconsciously after his vision suddenly became blurred, while Guima, who was wearing glasses, suddenly felt bored.It makes people uncomfortable when this person frowns, Gui Ma thought lightly.

For a while, Guima, who had become younger, suddenly became playful, and stretched out the other one to stroke Chenghui's eyebrows, "Here, I can catch flies!"

----In the end, they patted each other intimately.

"Tsk."

Unexpectedly, Chenghui pressed the hand that was still pressed between her eyebrows, and said with a smirk, "Are you still making trouble?"

"Why not." Gui Ma blinked, and raised the glasses on his free hand, "Anyway, your glasses are still in my hand~"

"Oh... yes." Cheng Hui raised his final voice, and when Gui Ma was still provoking, he took off Gui Ma's glasses with his other hand, "It's only fair, isn't it?"

Guima's eyes widened, and he didn't seem to realize that he had also fallen for it. When he subconsciously wanted to take back his right hand, he realized that Chenghui had already grabbed his right hand.

"Humph."

Perhaps it was because Gui Ma's mind was too easy to guess, Chenghui turned over and shackled Gui Ma between herself and the carpet after Gui Ma gritted her teeth and snorted coldly.

My left hand suppressed Guima's right hand, so I should have the upper hand, Chenghui thought so.

"Cut~" Gui Ma struggled a few times, and found that he could not do anything to the person kneeling on top of him. After embarrassingly throwing away the glasses he had won, he turned his head to the side angrily.

"Angry?" Chenghui, who couldn't see Guima's expression clearly, narrowed his eyes and lowered his head consciously, pinched Guima's cheek with his right hand and said, "Are you still making trouble?"

Gui Ma thumped the carpet, and said with pursed lips, "If you don't get down, your legs will go numb."

Chenghui didn't miss the cunning in Guima's eyes, so he smiled kindly, and then scratched Guima's itchy flesh the moment he let go of Guima slightly.

"Aha... 噫...!!!!"

Gui Ma arched his body abruptly and struggled, "Let it go, let it go... ah ha ha ha ha... woo..."

The attacker shivered violently, but under the vicious tickle of the staff officer, he plunged into the opponent's arms and trembled - "Okay, it's so itchy!!"

Guima's flustered strength made his right hand break free from Chenghui's suppression, but the itchy feeling around his waist couldn't go away, so Guima rubbed against Chenghui's chest aggrievedly, scratching hard with both hands caught his back----

"hiss…!"

Chenghui, who didn't expect Guima to fight back like this, let go of her hand in fright, and was knocked to the ground by Guima.

---- The position is reversed.

"It's so cruel..." Chenghui said speechlessly, covering the back of her head.

However, Guima, who was breathing slowly because he almost laughed out of breath, ignored Chenghui's show of weakness, but straddled Chenghui with a grin, and put his hands on the cunning staff's shoulders to ensure that the other party could not play any tricks.

The corners of the attacker's eyes were still filled with physiological tears and flushed redness. At this time, it could be described as - wind, emotion, infinity, and limit.

"Do you know what I'm best at?"

Gui Ma's words were a little breathless, and combined with the clear and hoarse voice unique to the young man, it was naturally another scene.

Although Chenghui shook his head with a smile, he said provocatively, "I only know that you are best at games."

----You are not good at anything in the real world, are you?

Guima naturally knew what Chenghui hadn't said, but the attacker tilted his head, freeing his right hand, and stroked Chenghui's chest meaningfully, stopping on his lower abdomen.

"Games come from reality, and reality produces games." The raider said his own experience leisurely, "Although it is true that I am best at GALGAME, it does not mean that I only know how to play GALGAME."

"For the sake of the strategy, I have done everything... Well, although I was forced to do so?"

Guima lowered his head and deliberately put his nose against Chenghui's, "Well~ Wearing women's clothes and playing the heroine to let girls who like men's clothes play a game or something, and try to play BLHGAME or something in order to learn from it, even if I want to play boys now Or being attacked by a boy... I can do it."

In this way, even the short-sighted can count the close distance of each other's eyelashes, making Chenghui hold his breath unconsciously.Indulging in the touch of the other person's breath touching your cheek, indulging in the warmth from the other person's body temperature, will this become your weakness?

Chenghui half closed her eyes, stretched out her hands and hugged Guima's back.

Guima seemed to laugh.

What kind of talent can be called a raider?

That is the person who will complete the set goal even if he deceives the other party and himself——for the sake of the strategy, he will not hesitate to put [himself] on the balance of interests.

So how can it be called a "Super High School Level Raider"?

Guima closed her eyes, embraced Chenghui's head, and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

The author has something to say: Hang Jiang said that I was stuck writing a warm scene for two days.

Well... I said that in the second half of the month, it might be a tragedy and the next day will be updated, or the leave note will not be updated orz...

Graduation thesis hasn't been written yet [Look silently

The pit sauce is really funny =_,=

I was taught a lesson by my instructor today, and when I came back, I sent the English translation to the editor's mailbox...[Dead stupid