Card Draw Blade

Lying in the dark room, staring at the ceiling, fine rain fell on the field, flowing into the budding stamens, slipping into the mud between the grass stems, and some knocking on the glass windows in Aoki Mirai's room.

In the afternoon, after school, she wanted to slip away early but was hit by the sudden spring rain at the school gate. Out of her rebellious mentality against God, she deliberately didn't even take an umbrella, thinking that as long as she was fast enough, she would never let the rain fall on her. body.

But God still didn't let her go, even though Mr. Shi Tou immediately tore off her clothes, at least she didn't get drenched in the cold.

Well, thank you Shitou-sama!

The girl in the dark is resting on her arm, her dark green eyes reflect the dim lights outside the window, and the deep green reveals the scene of the Amazon on a rainy day, mysterious and quiet.

Maintaining this appearance, he suddenly murmured to himself in a quiet voice: "I got it! Tokito Muichiro smells like the fabric softener that Risa used up last time!"

As if some mystery had been solved, Mirai Aoki smiled again, and a carp stood up and ran to turn on the light in the room.

Tonight is still her philosophy time, when the clothes belonging to the boy cover her head and face, she feels that there must be some familiar smell.

Not only was my eyes covered last time, but this time too!That's right!This is it! !

It illuminates the entire square space in an instant, but it seems that the presence or absence of sight is not important. Maybe she hasn't noticed it yet, but she just feels that something is not right.

Tokito Muichiro took her hand, jumped in through the window, and looked at each other from under the black school uniform...

The boy's hands were slender and tough, soft and rough, a little thinner than Zenitsu, and had many bones compared to Nezuko who she thought was thinner.

In the end, his mind was filled with these things, and Aoki Mirai decided to figure out how to clear the points he had recently accumulated with superpowers.

Due to Mirai Aoki's "enthusiasm to help others", she draws a lot of points for items, but there is no time for fun, and the cards she draws for characters are still motionless.

Forget it, that's fine.

One by one, they slipped through his card bag. The cards were either useless, or they brought countless disasters to him.These things that were born out of one's own wishes were indeed hit by Shanyi's words!

But then again, it would be scary if anything could be achieved.

"It's decided! Come out, my super card!"

Lying on the study table, the little girl pressed the button, and a brand new white card appeared in her hand.

The original resident opposite her room heard her future sister yelling in the middle of the night, so she could only stare at the raindrops on the window and sigh aggrievedly.

To be honest, the future sister is lively enough for him to hear her in the rainy day.

Senshourou closed the book, and Xingjulang just knocked on the door and came in. Seeing his younger brother's worried look, he didn't understand.

Purgatory Xingshou Lang belongs to the kind of talented player who learns everything quickly and pays enough, so he has never sighed in front of the desk.

Maybe tell him that his younger brother is not because of his studies, but because of the girl opposite, Xing Shoulang can understand better.

"Qianjulang, do you have time?" He came to discuss with his younger brother about going out to play.

"Huh? Brother? What's the matter?"

"Do you have time next weekend? How about we take a trip to the long-lost three-person art exhibition!"

Chishouro seemed to remember something: "Next week? But I..."

He's dating someone out.

On the other side, Mirai Aoki stared at her card again, and she finally felt what it was like to be favored by God.

【All Things Talker】

Attributes: Fantasy

Introduction: You are the proud son of heaven, no matter who's will can be captured by you, with it, you will soon be the listener of the will of the world!

Skill Description: [All Things Talker]: Use this card within 10 minutes to listen to the will of any designated 'individual'. The scope of 'individual' means that it is visible to the naked eye and at the same time satisfies the conditions that it cannot convey its own meaning. (ps: This skill has a very low probability of mutation and can listen to the voice of human beings).

This is not just wanting to talk to the kitten, just talk to the kitten.Want to talk to a puppy just talk to a puppy?

In case of a mutation, maybe you can still hear the voices of others.

This kind of magic is comparable to that [game card]!

[Game card], Mirai Aoki gave the name to the mutated card of [Fox's Window].This guy's own plot is also interesting, isn't it?

Speaking of that card...

【Bagua Finger】(switchable)

Attributes: Fantasy

Introduction: Gossip is easy to die, nothing changes, cherish the present.

Skills: Open the game '100% immersive experience and experience the real adventure', and automatically exit after the time is over.

Remaining time: [00:11:00]

Let’s do it again, Aoki Mirai thought, although I don’t know why the last 10 minutes passed the whole night, this time the gameover should be in 1 minutes, right?

Yes, Game Over, wouldn't it be appropriate for Xing Jurou to be so cold when she doesn't have a force panel?

The white card was between two fingers, and Mirai Aoki folded it lightly.

The eyes suddenly went dark, and the words like this appeared in the pitch-black field of vision: [00:10:59].

Slowly recovering from the darkness, but in this slow and lengthy start-up screen, Mirai Aoki always feels that something is not right, what exactly is——

A pair of hands came into view, and the hands were placed on the wooden table. Aoki Mirai wanted to clench his fists, and these hands also clenched his fists. He raised his head, and he piled up these five or six lunch boxes, and the owners of these lunch boxes——

"Xing Shoulang?" The curly-haired girl in kimono suddenly called out the man opposite her who was eating hot sweet potato rice.

The npc who hasn't changed at all from the last time I met seems to have completely imitated even his personality and hobbies.

She looked at the huge box lunch in front of her with some resistance: "You, you don't want to last!"

The blond-haired young man stopped and laughed, not caring whether rice grains were still on his face: "Don't worry! I can even help you with the rice you can't finish, Miss Future. This amount is completely OK, really." Would you like some food?"

Aoki Mirai quickly shook his head, forget it in real life, do you still have to eat in the game? !

"Well, I think you can go to sleep after eating a little, and you won't get motion sickness."

She doesn't get carsick in the first place!Last time she—

Wait a minute, last time?By the way, the timeline when she started the game directly last time was after the train left, so this time it seems to be a few minutes earlier, at least the train hasn't left yet.

The girl in kimono tilted her head and looked at the still scene outside the window. The rattling headgear on her head followed her movements. Only then did Aoki Mirai notice that she still had this thing on her head, but it didn't seem to be there last time?

This time the situation has changed too much from the previous time, except for the timeline, the headgear on her body and the position of her seat have all changed, and there is no reason.

Yan Zhu, dressed in white feather weaving, finished eating a box. The girl's fair complexion was reflected in the golden-red cat pupils, her chin was propped on her wrist, her gooseneck was long and slender, and hairpins made of shells, beads, and velvet flowers were pinned to her head.

"This mission is dangerous, are you wearing that too?" He smiled like a child and chatted.

"Ah?" Aoki Mirai didn't understand when he arrived for the first time: "What?"

The young man pointed to his head, "Hanzi, didn't you say you didn't like it at the last fireworks display?"

"Ah..." She choked on the words in her mouth, and she didn't know what to say at all, the fireworks show?Her character went to the fireworks conference with the other party?Isn't this an escape game but an otome game?

No!This time, the role is assigned, or is it her neighbor's elder brother? ?What scum, I'll go!

"Hahaha, this mission is over, I have a surprise for you!" The young man looked at her with bright eyes, as if the joy in the surprise had been conveyed to her.

Aoki Mirai asked without thinking, "What?"

He is like the real Purgatory Xingshoulang, but he is different from the real Purgatory Xingshoulang. She can't figure out what the extra thing is: "I put it in the butterfly house, and you will know it when the time comes!"

"..." She suddenly overturned the plan in her heart, the plan to overturn the car and escape.

Because of the future, she knows.

There was a sudden pain in the head, and a force came from behind. Accompanied by the woman's continuous apology, the beautiful hairpin on the curly-haired green-eyed girl's head was scratched by the force of the collision, and flew half a meter away from the ground of the train, pale white. The shells scattered all over the ground, and the beautiful velvet flowers are stained with mud.

This is indeed an annoying thing.

Before he could forgive or get angry with the conductor lady behind him, the man on the opposite side had already put down his beloved lunch box, said with a smile that it was all right, picked up the accessories of the hairpin and wrapped it in a handkerchief.

Purgatory Xingshoulang handed her the handkerchief: "It's okay, it's just right, I bought you a new one! I wanted to go back to surprise you, but I didn't expect the old one to be broken, so it's just right!"

"I……"

"Don't worry about it! I'm not angry at all, and you don't have to be angry in the future." He pushed the lunch box away and made an empty seat: "Would you like to sit with me?"

"...No, I, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, can we transfer to the next train?" Aoki Mirai pretended to be in pain.

"Where does it hurt?"

"..." There was nothing uncomfortable, and she felt that it was useless to tell a lie for a while.

The purpose I said last time was to investigate the disappearance of dozens of people on this trip, so this time the other party will definitely not leave easily, but is this really good?

Aoki Mirai asked himself.

It's a game anyway—

No!She doesn't want to escape by car alone!

But can it really work?

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is a big reversal