Tokyo Ghost Diary

11:08 p.m.

Qianjiang's favorability level for Y-san is 29 (familiarity).

Gen Hoshino yawned boredly. There were several bags of snack packages on the coffee table, leaving only the instant noodle box with soup, half a can of Red Bull and an unopened can of espresso.

In the middle of the mess of snacks and drinks, the black demon knife was placed there casually. You could hold the handle of the knife at any time as long as you stretched out your hand. With a little force, it could be unsheathed immediately.

Gen Hoshino now wants to chop up that TV with a knife. He has thrown almost all the rhetoric in his life into this TV today. Ever since the input box appeared in the evening, it has never disappeared. Select The question is gone, all conversations with Qian-chan have to be entered manually!

Although there is nothing wrong with telling lies to ghosts, after telling so many lies in a row, Gen Hoshino not only felt that his emotional intelligence was soaring, but he was almost turning into a ghost!

He couldn't help but let out another boring yawn. Just when Hoshino Gen thought that there were so many evil ghosts in the world, why not give up one, his cell phone rang on the coffee table.

He glanced at the caller, and the message displayed was "The world's most adorable sister-chan~(?????)",

"..." Hoshino Yuan was silent for a moment and answered the phone.

"Onii-chan, can you go downstairs and pick me up?" The voice on the phone was very soft, and it was completely coquettish, but if your hearing is sensitive enough, you can notice the slight trembling in the voice, which is obviously trying hard. Conceal your own fear.

How should I put it, this sister has completely turned into a coward.

"I know." Hoshino Gen's voice was a little helpless. He wanted to leave it alone, but in reality it was still his fault. After all, he was the one who brought the knife back, and this home was also Hoshino Rin's home.

Elevator usage dropped significantly late at night. Gen Hoshino only went out for three minutes before he brought Rin Hoshino back downstairs.

The brightly lit living room made Hoshino Rin completely relaxed. She changed her shoes at the entrance, took off her mask and cap, stretched out her body and followed Hoshino Gen into the living room.

Seeing the mess on the coffee table, Hoshino Rin's eyes widened in surprise: "Brother, isn't that what you had for dinner?"

Gen Hoshino ignored her and couldn't help but yawned. He sat back behind the coffee table again. The favorability of this unfortunate game will drop as the player leaves the game. The longer it goes, the more it will drop. Fortunately, this is not serious. Game, otherwise the sales volume will be extremely high if we follow the proper sales path!

Although it has only been more than a day, Hoshino Rin has already adapted to how his brother exposed his true nature. Just ignore him if you like. Who makes you an "ssr"? As a senior Internet addicted girl, Hoshino Rin deeply understands that the harder it is to get, the more precious it is.

Hoshino Rin stepped forward to clean up the coffee table, but as soon as she got closer, she saw something familiar.

It was a long knife that was completely black. Even though it was almost buried in the snack packaging bag, its existence was so conspicuous.

Hoshino Rin's little face turned a little pale. She remembered that she accidentally touched the knife last night, and then she began to die repeatedly in her dream...

Noticing something strange, Hoshino Gen calmly picked up the knife on the coffee table and stuffed it under the carpet. He was so confused by playing games that he forgot to put the knife away before going downstairs.

The thing that brought psychological shadow disappeared from sight, Hoshino Rin's expression softened, she swallowed: "Oh... Oni-chan, what is that?"

"Crafts found on the street."

"Liar!" Hoshino Rin decisively expressed his distrust of his brother.

"Forget it if you don't believe it." Hoshino Gen didn't care at all. He cast his lazy eyes on the TV screen, and then he was surprised to find that the chat input box disappeared at some point, and the interactive dialogue with Qian-chan once again had options.

After thinking for a moment, Hoshino Gen discovered the problem. He glanced at his sister who was staring at him with an upright look. It seemed that those dialogue options disappeared after Rin left in the afternoon.

Could it be that this ghost still knows how to be shy? Are you embarrassed if there are too many people?

Hoshino Gen raised his eyebrows, good thing, multiple choice questions are much easier than subjective questions!

On the side, Hoshino Rin saw that her brother was quickly immersed in the game and no longer paid attention to what she meant. She was immediately discouraged, and finally made a face at Hoshino Gen, turned around and left.

After taking a shower, Rin Hoshino lay on his side on the sofa in the back wearing a nightgown and slept, while Gen Hoshino was still sitting at the coffee table fighting hard.

Originally, Gen Hoshino wanted to stay up all night to see if he could get his favorability level to 60 before going to school, but in the end, he overestimated his patience. For him, who is not a lolicon or a lover of love and development. , this game can be said to be second only to math class in terms of boredom!

At around four o'clock in the morning, with the soothing and quiet BGM lingering, Gen Hoshino fell on the blanket under him and fell into a deep sleep.

zizi...

The TV screen flickered slightly, and the game screen and the snowflake screen switched back and forth. However, at this time, the demon knife that had been stuffed under the carpet by Gen Hoshino trembled twice. The flickering screen returned to normal instantly, and even the game automatically flashed back.

The dark living room finally became completely quiet.

......

Hoshino Gen was called out by his sister. When he opened his eyes in confusion, the world outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was already bright.

Hoshino Rin was still wearing the same white nightgown, and her messy hair showed that she had just gotten up.

Hoshino Rin sat on the carpet and saw Hoshino Gen opened his eyes and sat up. She covered her mouth with one hand and yawned, and handed her cell phone that showed the time to her brother with the other hand.

Her voice was soft and cute but also very lackluster as she said, "Onii-chan, you seem to be late for school."

Maybe it was because I was a little confused in my sleep and my sense of space was not very good, but the latest iPhone only came close to coming into close contact with Gen Hoshino's face.

Hoshino Gen is not short-sighted. On the contrary, his eyesight is surprisingly good, so he had to lean back slightly to see clearly the time displayed on the phone - nine thirty-five.

Morning classes for the high school section of Segawa Private Academy were at 8:40 a.m., so it wasn't that he was going to be late, but that he was already late.

He said "Hmm" with the same lack of energy. Gen Hoshino wanted to fall back to sleep again, but soon he thought of something, and he woke up completely with a sudden awakening.

He hurriedly looked at the TV screen and found that the "redskirt" game screen had disappeared, and what was now displayed on the screen was the desktop of the computer connected to the TV.

Hoshino Gen quickly grabbed the mouse on the coffee table and double-clicked the "redskirt" icon. The moment the familiar game screen appeared in front of his eyes, his eyes turned to the column of favorability, which was the same as the last time he saw it last night. It's still "37 (familiar)" just like it was there.

Hoshino Gen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his work was not in vain.