How to file a resignation with Gin

After the train arrived at the station, Natsuki Hojo quickly stopped the car and rushed back to Yokosuka City at high speed.

Starting from different stations, he searched all over the small town all night, but still found nothing.He returned to the station again, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his whole body was crumbling.

There are several umbrellas hanging on the railing of the platform, which should have been dropped by careless passengers.

Glancing over his head, he was drawn to the reflections in a wooden parasol.When I picked it out with my fingertips, I found that it was a chain with a pendant of a can of honey hanging on it.

The teddy bear that Kurosawa Jin gave him just now had this honey can pendant tied around its neck. Xia Shu took it off and handed it to him, jokingly saying it was a reward. Although Kurosawa looked disgusted, he still reluctantly Accepted.

Hojo Natsuki held the pendant, and suddenly seemed to have been deprived of her vocal cords, completely losing her ability to speak.

No matter how much he dislikes it, Kurosawa will never throw away anything he gives, even if it is a folded origami crane, even if it is just a toy accessory.

The skyline was gradually dyed orange, and the rising sun was warm and cool. He was immersed in the gradually warming sea of ​​light, but his whole body was icy cold.

Hojo Natsuki knew that this implied that the thing he feared the most might have happened.

He sat on the bench at the station to rest for a while, and continued to search for Kurosawa.

The sun set again, and the night came with a cold wind, declaring that Xia Shu's hard work all day was once again in vain.

Kurosawa broke his promise.He neither came back nor went to Yokohama.

But Natsuki Hojo didn't stop.He returned to Tokyo from Yokohama, searched all over the territory in a few months, but still couldn't find the person who broke his promise.The Maine Coon has been silently and firmly by Xia Shu's company, which makes him feel a little better.

After Kurosawa left, the game system, which had been silent for a long time, came back to life, issuing tasks to him one after another.Hojo Natsuki ignored everything until one day, he suddenly thought of someone.

——Mizuhara Mai.

In the past few months, Hojo Natsuki pondered over the message left by the other party, and finally got a clue.

He took a little effort to find the woman.

"Have you been in a bad mood recently?" Mai Mizuhara lit a fruity lady's cigarette, held it between her fingers, and said with a casual attitude, "What are you looking for?"

Hojo Natsuki cut to the chase and asked, "When did you first see me?"

The misty mist like a cloud engulfed her bright face.

Mai Mizuhara said slowly, "A long time ago."

"When you saw me, I was younger than Kurosawa."

"Ah."

"The bank card you gave me. That bank, can you store anything?"

Mai Mizuhara hooked her red lips slightly, and nodded: "Yes."

"Let me guess." Hojo Natsuki crossed his fingers, leaned forward, and locked his eyes on her expression, "You know who you are, and you have the memory of Mizuhara Mai from the 'parallel world', I will help you escape the world The sanction of the rules... the 'owing favor' you mentioned refers to this."

"..."

"I experimented on you, and that bank is the finished product of the 'dodge the rules' experiment."

The smile on Mai Mizuhara's face became more and more obvious, she shook the soot with the tip of her index finger, and asked, "What else?"

Also, about [Laplace Demon] and 'Book'.

But this cannot be told to her.

Hojo Natsuki lowered his eyes: "...I find it very strange. This is the first time I met Kurosawa. Logically, this encounter should be the beginning of all cycles. But you who know [Future Natsuki] can appear In front of me, explain that all of these are in no particular order and become parallel..."

Like a... Ouroboros?

The self-devouring person does not know the beginning and the end.

Mai Mizuhara couldn't answer the question, leaving him alone in deep thought.

The system has not released any news about Kurosawa, but on the NPC panel, the character card of Kurosawa has turned gray and cannot be operated.

Hojo Natsuki re-opened several game archives, and met Kurosawa Jin again and again.

But from the first sight of meeting, he knew that those people and his Kurosawa only had the same name, the same face, and similar personalities.

They become gin without exception.

Without exception, he dedicated all his loyalty to the organization and was ruthless.

Some of them will like [Hojo Natsuki], some don’t—the ones that don’t are because Natsuki didn’t deliberately get close to Kurosawa after discovering the difference between him and Kurosawa.

Gin's love is a very frivolous thing, like teasing a small animal that suits your heart, and its weight is not even as important as a casual promise.

Kissing one second, shooting the next.

Gin was as decisive as Kurosawa in making a choice between the organization and Natsuki, but the one chosen was not Hojo Natsuki.

But after all, they and Kurosawa have the same face. Hojo Natsuki observed them coldly, walking in the red and black camps like a real player.

He has killed all the red squares, and he has also killed all the black squares.

Almost every time the red side wins, Gin's life ends.

Hojo Natsuki still couldn't bear to watch him die, because he always remembered Kurosawa.

After reopening many times, Hojo Natsuki realized one thing: Maybe the unique Kurosawa Array has been completely killed by the will of the game.

Then, he made a decision.

——Bring the 'book' into the game and bet for the last time.

He found Dazai and told the truth about his decision.

"I see." Dazai said with a sneering smile on his face, "Have you loved your paper man Mr. Kurosawa so much? It's amazing. There is no interest in love games."

"Let's make a bet." Natsuki Hojo didn't care about his sarcasm at all, and said calmly, "The bet is 'book'."

Dazai restrained his presumptuous expression: "...how should I say it?"

"There is a program called [Laplace Demon] in this game. It is omniscient and can predict the future. It is completely possible in theory, but the program I made has a very high degree of completion, but it has never really succeeded."

Dazai was thoughtful: "It sounds like a 'book'."

"Yes, but it floats in mid-air and lacks support....I think, if the 'book' is brought into the game, it will become [Laplace's Demon]."

"and then?"

"I want to find Heisawa." He said, "This time, I am bound with you as a 'teammate', the game restarts, I use the 'book' to enter the game and become an NPC, and meet him again. There is no file loading, no parallelism World, throw away those flukes and probabilities, I want to try one last time."

"NPC Hojo Natsuki will gradually discover the truth of the world through [Laplace Demon] and realize that he was once a player. But I am not sure whether the will of the world will intercept it, such as repeatedly clearing my memory. This process may require you s help."

"I realize that the world is a game. If there is nothing very attached to me, I will probably commit suicide decisively to explore another real world. Therefore, I will write down the rules of 'return to reality after death' in the 'book' in advance .”

Dazai's attitude was casual: "It sounds like you have already arranged everything, what else do you need me to do?"

"Last insurance. No one knows what the will of the world will do to me who discovered the truth. At that time, you need to find the 'book' I hid and bring me back. Only you can do this Let's go." Natsuki Hojo said with a relaxed tone, "So you want to bet? Dazai, you want to get the 'book', I'll give you this chance."

"It sounds like the rate of return is very high." Dazai smiled casually, "I agree."

Since then, "Red and Black Battle 2" has been released.

Hojo Natsuki lost everything in the past, and met Kurosawa Jin again as an NPC.

……

Time goes back to the present.

The appearance of the holographic game cabin is as shiny as new, but when the door is opened, the choking dust smell hits the face.

Hojo Natsuki stared at it for a while, and decided to clean it a little bit, but felt tired after just a few wipes, so he gave up decisively.

He flung himself down on the couch, staring at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

Kurosawa Jin's blatant preference and unswerving choice are his courage to hit the south wall again and again.Xia Shu watched those men with the same face as his teenage lover abandon him time and time again, and died again and again.

A shot was taken in the heart, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't breathe, but I still didn't give up, I still wanted to get closer.

But human courage and trust are consumables. When Qin Jiu really made a choice, he could no longer believe it.

Natsuki Hojo took a break, got up again, and cleaned the interior of the holographic game cabin.

Then, put on the helmet and log into the game.

After nearly a month, he sorted out the flood of memories, gradually peeled off the NPC mentality, and developed a sense of belonging to the real world.

After the strange yet familiar opening screen, Xia Shu saw the main interface of his game, the column of the identity card turned gray, and there was a torn red stamp on it—【Teared card】.

However, after tearing the card, as long as the player does not delete the save file, he can still watch the next game as a spectator.Great players will use this to review the game, while ordinary players will play tricks to scare timid NPCs.

Hojo Natsuki hesitated for a moment, but still clicked into his own save file.

He admitted that he wondered how Gin was doing afterward, whether he was suspected after returning to the organization, whether he still had a tit-for-tat with Rye.

But the concern ends here, because this is a game, Hojo Natsuki is no longer an NPC.

take a look.

Just take a look.

【Load ID card】

【Loading...】

The world was spinning in front of his eyes, and he hadn't played a holographic game for a long time, and a strange sense of dizziness enveloped him.

Natsuki Hojo came back to his senses and found himself in a strange apartment with minimal decoration style, cold and monotonous black and white, the floor and furniture were spotless, very neat, but lacking in popularity.

He walked out the door with very light steps, and quietly turned the handle, so as not to disturb the head of the household.

The moment the door was opened, a bullet hit his face, Hojo Natsuki only heard the muffled gunshot, but it was too late to avoid it.

Fortunately, he is not in a physical state at the moment. The bullet passed through his transparent body, spun at high speed and shot into the pale wall behind him.

9×19mm Parabellum hand shot...for Beretta.

Xia Shu realized something and looked into the door in disbelief.

The muzzle of the pitch-black gun pointed at his position.

The silver-haired man holding the gun had a pair of breathtaking dark green eyes. At this time, his eyes shot over like sharp knives, utterly dangerous.

"--Who?"