My Tokusho Life Simulation

All home cooking.

Such as Kung Pao Chicken, Moo Shu Pork, Tomato Scrambled Eggs, Braised Tofu, Fried Water Spinach, Coca-Cola Chicken Wings.

Finally, a pot of red boiled beef was served, with potatoes, rapeseed and bean sprouts as side dishes.

The latter was cheaper than Luther expected, with a meal worth tens of yen. Even so, he still planned to grow some by himself, just like his uncle planted a lot of small tomatoes.

Because my uncle made a phone call, my aunt turned down the dinner party and returned home early.

The usual dinner time came like this.

Listening to the voices of everyone's praise, Luther was neither arrogant nor impetuous, smiling slightly, quietly eating the boiled chicken breast and broccoli on the plate.

Just because he can do it doesn't mean he can eat it.

Kamome Tomohisa smiled and asked Luther if he could cook often, and the mother and daughter Kamome nodded repeatedly.

Miki Sayaka was relatively reserved at first, but then her chopsticks gradually picked up speed.

Suddenly, Lumu Xunzi leaned close to Lumuyuan's ear, and smiled softly without knowing what he said.

Hearing this, the pink-haired girl suddenly blushed and shook her head hastily.

The ordinary daily life of Mingjia jumped into the crimson eyes, and the young man couldn't stop laughing.

After dinner.

Luther washed the freshly picked tomatoes, burned some syrup, and made some not-so-authentic candied haws.

No way, people in the Far East almost do not eat hawthorn, and there is no such thing in supermarkets.

Luther didn't take a bite, but he knew how it tasted.

Biting through the crunchy icing, the cherry tomatoes are soft and well integrated with the former's taste, sweet and sour.

"Brother Xiaolu?"

Facing the doubts of Kamu Madoka who was holding candied haws, Luther shook his head with a smile.

"I don't like sweets."

He lied without changing his face.

PM: 08:00.

It was getting late, Miki Sayaka did not go home, but called home as if she had stayed for dinner before.

She will stay overnight in Kame Madoka's room tonight.

The families of both parties are very natural. The two have known each other since they were young, and naturally they have lived in each other's home many times, which is quite normal.

After that, time flows as usual, getting up early, cooking, exercising, tutoring.

The next day, Madoka Kame and Sayaka Miki got up early in the morning, and after eating the breakfast made by Luther, they went out to play early.

Luther spent every day steadily.

In order to have better fun and tutoring, Miki Sayaka stayed at Kame Madoka's house for two days at the end of the long vacation before going back.

late at night.

Luther, who was resting on the bed, slowly opened his crimson eyes.

「距离下次模拟还需时间：00:00:01。」→「00:00:00。」

"Start the simulation."

"...Welcome to Tokusho life simulation, junior player Luther..."

"...loading, random matching for you..."

"...matched successfully...

"...a character has been selected for you: Gulindor's——"

"...Failed to load..."

"...The character will be re-randomized..."

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Two in one.

Current owed change: 11.

This chapter is an update on the 24th. After eating at night, I lay down and wanted to take a break before typing. As a result, I slept until three o'clock in the morning.

Woke up and wrote this immediately.

It was originally planned to start updating on the 25th, but it has been postponed... But try to start today.

The one on the 25th will probably be in the afternoon.

Before asking for a recommendation ticket, I would like to ask everyone, who is the character that failed to load?The answer should be very simple.

Finally ask for a recommendation ticket. @

Volume 79: Chapter 74 Chapter 3 G4 ([-]K)

The twilight is like a big net, falling quietly, engulfing the land and the city.

Everything was dyed golden.

At dusk, the frustrated man staggered and staggered, reeking of alcohol.

He carried a plastic bag full of alcohol and leaned against the wall with a bang.

The crimson pupils reflected the people coming and going on the street, and the mediocre world.

"Aren't you afraid of death? Don't wait until then to regret it."

The drunk man smiled mockingly, reached into the plastic bag, and took out a can of beer.

He pulled it away and drank it down. The wine flowed down the corner of his mouth meaninglessly, soaking the already dirty shirt, and the badge on his chest also became dim in self-defeating.

"Hehehe..."

With a deep smile, he squeezed the can hard.

The sharp metal pierced the palm, dripping blood dripped down the fingertips, and exploded on the ground, like plum blossoms blooming in the cold winter.

The man closed his eyes, and what he saw in front of him was the scene from the past.

He is busy working to protect people, and his wife always brings him a cup of hot tea when he comes home.

The son also said that he will catch up with him, inherit his ideals, and become the same person as him.

But now?

There is nothing left, only himself is left.

bang.

The shriveled bloody soda can wobbled and fell close to the trash can.

The man was leaning on the wall, vomit rolling in his throat, gulping down the wine mixed with stomach acid.

The smell of sour and alcohol wafted in the air, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and finally regained consciousness a little.

The phone's ringtone came suddenly along with the vibration.

He impatiently took out his phone and pressed the answer button.

"Source Police Watch..."

The voice on the other side of the phone hesitated to speak, as if he didn't know what to say.

"roll."

Yuan Ling said coldly, and hung up the phone immediately.

Now, nothing matters anymore.

Picking up the plastic bag on the ground, he staggered and disappeared into the setting sun, at the end of the road.

Disgusted sights continued to come from the side of the street, and passers-by subconsciously dispersed to both sides, not wanting to mess with this disgusting drunk.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the door was knocked open with a bang.

The door was open, and Yuan Ling, who smelled of alcohol, was lying on the porch, and it took several minutes before he staggered up.

"came back?"

A gentle and familiar voice came from the kitchen, where his wife was standing, smiling and looking at him with encouraging eyes.

At this moment, Yuan Ling seemed to be a different person, there was no trace of alcohol on his body, and the dirty shirt became tidy in the blink of an eye.

It's just that everything that comes into view is full of haze.

"Well, today is really busy, and the unconfirmed cases are too difficult to deal with."

He sighed, and fell down on the sofa tiredly, this was the first time he had been home this week.

"Thank you, Dad."

The sensible son offered a cup of hot tea, and Yuan Ling accepted it with a smile.

"Xiaolong, you are already a sophomore in high school this year, how are you doing? Have you made up your mind about your further studies? We will support you no matter what."

Hearing this, the childish boy scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I want to be like Dad."

"Is it the same as me?"

Yuan Ling murmured, her crimson eyes trembling constantly, as if recalling some unbearable memories.

"Honey, have you forgotten? Didn't Xiaolong make up his mind since he was a child?"

Wen Wan's wife also sat beside him, talking softly.

"Yeah, I haven't forgotten, and I can't forget..."

Yuan Ling shook his head, the strong smell of alcohol gushed out of his body again, and his appearance became messy.

At this moment, he who was lying in the porch opened his eyes, and got up silently.

Passing by behind wanted to remind his neighbors to run away quickly, for fear that the drunk would do something.

"Why is it a dream..."

Yuan Ling gritted his teeth and said, turned around and closed the door, stepped on the garbage everywhere, and turned on the light.

The light illuminated the messy living room, wine bottles, cans, and unfinished takeaways filled almost every corner.

He fell headfirst on the sofa, his eyes swept across the empty open kitchen, and then at the room with the door open, and there was no one behind the desk.

"Where's the wine?"

Yuan Ling anxiously searched for traces of alcohol, wanting to continue anesthetizing herself.

He got up indifferently, but the moment he passed the dining table and saw clearly what was on it, he fell silent and stopped suddenly.

The packaging on the model that was given as a birthday present is already covered in dust, and since that day, it has not been affected at all.

Twelve days ago, Yuan Ling witnessed the death of his only remaining son in despair.

He could never forget the tragic and hopeless look of his son on the hospital bed, screaming in pain, with blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

And as early as three months ago, his wife also became one of the victims in a game of unidentified living bodies.

It is said that when the police found the body, she was holding a little girl whom she had never met.

The little girl was still alive, just passed out from the panic.

I am afraid that since then, Yuanling's world has completely collapsed, and the only remaining son has become his last hope.

Yuan Ling still remembered that that day, when it was raining, he was leaning against the wall in mourning clothes, full of false feelings that he did not want to believe.

Think it's a dream and wake up at any moment.

Yuanlong shed tears, but still insisted on asking for the police.

At that time, he said so.

In order not to let more people die like his mother, he will keep going.