Card Draw Blade

"It's the fireworks show again. Apart from having fun every day, these people don't care about the past and the future at all."

In the past, she was a person who couldn't express herself very well. Compared with other girls in the ghost killing team, she was more annoying, especially for someone like her who didn't have the talent to become a swordsman, and she didn't transfer to the logistics department. Staying in the team is a waste of food.

Fortunately, few people know of her existence.

"Well~ everyone also wants to be happy, and they don't have bad intentions!" The tall girl and a young man with a head stood beside her.

Purgatory Kyojuro folded his sleeves, using a loose yukata to cover up the saber at his waist.

"Really, it doesn't matter, anyway, they are a group of happy guys."

When she said these words, she squinted her eyes slightly and looked far away, as if she could see the moment when people lit fireworks on the far away mountain, with a kind of daily boredom and indifference.

Ever since the girl who abandoned her surname joined the Ghost Killing Squad, her personality has become so gloomy.

Purgatory Xingshoulang thinks this is not good, but what qualifications does he have if he has a healthy family to guide others how to live.

With a smile on his face, as if he didn't notice the depressed mood of the other party, "I thought that I would bring you out, and Xiao Future would be happier. What, is there nothing you want to eat in the snack street at the entire fireworks festival?" something?"

The young man took the girl to the side of the road, and the electricity made the night look hazy and warm. That layer of cloudy yellow mixed with blue fell on the girl's chin, her lips were exquisite, and her eyes were bright.

"Candy apples? Roasted mackerel? Or..."

He led the girl from the east end to the west end, the wooden clogs crushed the cracks between the stone bricks, brushed against the toes of the strangers, and introduced her to her without any impatience.

"Xing Shoulang, don't you think people like me are making fun of themselves?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Why." She didn't understand at all, but in fact she should understand.

"Mother entrusted you to me—"

"It sounds so nice, as if I really visited your mother once."

At that time, Purgatory Xing Shoulang didn't think that this girl was tit-for-tat in every way in this world, as if everything was not pleasing to the eye, and when she was full of thorns, she just waited for someone to come over and directly hit her, blood flowed immediately.

In fact, until he died, he didn't feel that way.To talk about the reason, Die Die Ren looked at the heroine's straight back later, and seemed to understand that neither Mr. Purgatory's enthusiasm nor the future lady's knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted character will not entangle the two people's paths. share.

"Hahaha! Little future is so interesting! You saw me before you were born, forget?"

A crack finally appeared on her calm and self-sufficient face, but she became angry from embarrassment: "I can't help you if you say that."

Purgatory Xingshourou rolled up the broken hair around her ears for her, bent down lightly, and inserted something between the fine and dark hair.

"What are you doing?" She frowned slightly and didn't move. When she felt the other's hand leave, she slowly touched it with her hand: "What is this?"

"Gift, please like it! Don't give it back to me, you can't give it to Qianshourou?"

"..."

That's where the hairpin came from.

Mirai Aoki subconsciously reached out and touched the thing on his hair, turned his head to confirm the unmoved land outside the train window, and the countdown that could be seen in his vision was [00:34:45].

It has been a full 25 times, and no matter what she does, the other party will never leave the train. The things that have been verified time and time again make Mirai Aoki feel more and more that this garbage game is a combination of the world's great malice.

She tried a series of persuasion, persuasion, threats, deception, drug deception, etc., but the guy on the other side still refused to let go.

"Hello! Please serve another sweet potato and rice bento here! Thank you!" the young man said to the conductor.

Aoki Mirai is still suffocating the anger of not being able to get through the game, seeing the conductor lady who smashed the thing on her head 25 times, came over again.

One time, the young lady would push a small cart with chopsticks that had not been put away, and would pick up the hairpin on her head again.

Without closing her eyes, the gloomy girl propped her face in every possible way, and moved slightly a centimeter inward.

A miraculous thing happened, her hairpin did not fall off!

Pooh!A full 25 times, if you can't remember it, you are a fool!

Thinking of this, I can't help but cast aside this rubbish game again. Is there really only one way left - walk off the train by myself until the train leaves.

The girl with dark eyes stared out of the window, as if she was full of complaints about the world, she looked tired and silent.

Such a picture fell into the eyes of Purgatory Xing Shoulang, and she seemed to have changed back again. She was still vivid and aura just now, like a deer in the forest that had never seen a human.

In the noisy train, he leaned forward slightly like the moment he pinned the hairpin on the future lady, and the question appeared pure in his unknowing eyes: "Why don't you continue?"

Aoki Mirai stared at the window worryingly, and only rolled his eyes when he heard the voice: "Ha, why continue? Do you want to eat sweet potato rice?"

Purgatory Xingshou Lang has always had much more enthusiasm than others. He loves life and kind and beautiful people, and is willing to carry forward these beautiful qualities.

He is strong and has mercy on the weak.

How does it feel to have someone like this?For example, if he is angry, should he smile or remain expressionless, such a question.

but.

There has never been such a moment for Aoki Mirai to feel as if he has never known the person 'Purgatory Xingjulang'.

The frozen dark green reflected the young man's smile as if grasping the tail of some kind of happiness: "I thought you were finally happier."

"When do I..." show clear emotion?

"Is it fun, this game?" He continued, with a grain of rice sticking out of the sweet potato rice sticking to the corner of his mouth.

"..." What's wrong with this, what kind of game is he talking about, is it between them or...

This dialogue is the first dialogue that has happened in 25 times. Mirai Aoki cleared his mind and listed the triggering plots from a few hours ago to the present one by one.

"I remember that when I gave you this hairpin, you showed a little bit of relaxed expression. I think it's very good! Keep it up in the future! Don't show that look!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and brushed the broken hair around her ear, his warm fingertips brushed against the pinna, as if he could only see the other party's naturally smiling lips across a table.

Mirai Aoki looked at the countdown in his vision.

【00:36:34】

He lowered his head and whispered into her ear: "—"

The memory of the rainy day passed through the brain, and the black night gradually fell, and this place will soon be a world of ghosts.Solo block a full 25 times, the rules of the game should also be understood clearly.

It is about to be attacked by ghosts, and the result after the battle is death.

Harvest cg.

Then it’s worthless, restarting is also reloading the file, it seems that it will never go back to the past, and as the number of times increases, the time spent in this plot is also increasing, the upper limit is unknown, but after this time she will It's been over four hours.

Next...

The train started slowly, and the three teenagers brought a box to meet up with the seniors of the Ghost Killing Squad. On the train, the young man with blond hair and red eyes seemed to see something, and he seemed to see nothing. He only looked out the window and said softly :

"Farewell this way, sorry."

"Eh? Mr. Purgatory, what did you say?"

The train roared along the established railroad tracks, kerosene vapor scattered into the air, and even after a long time, the subtle smell of burning coke ovens could be smelled.

"Nothing at all!"

At that moment, something changed quietly.

Tanjiro: "By the way, I heard that there is another person coming with you?"

Purgatory Kyojuro: "Huh? Who? Isn't it just me? Boy Tanjiro!"

Shanyi: "Miss Butterfly said that there is only Yanzhu, are you asleep Tanjiro!"

Inosuke: "Hahaha! Idiot Gonhachiro!"

"Hahaha!"

"Maybe I remembered it wrong."

……

When Mirai Aoki realized what kind of road he had chosen, there were only empty rails lying on the crossbars in front of him, and the rails coated with oil and dust were indestructible.

She obeyed the words of Purgatory Kyojuro and got off the train.

【00:13:11】

[Congratulations on clearing this chapter

Elapsed time: 04:26:49

Obtained items: Hairpin*2 (task props, cannot be taken out)

Obtained cg: [Time to Bury the Sun: Bloody Dawn] (issued), [Memory at the Front: That Day's Fireworks] (this cg will not be released yet), [Exit is the end: the train cannot stop] (issued), [ Talk in the future: Butterfly House]

Whether to watch the cg post-day talk: yes/no (you can go to the card interface to watch the cg released by the plot, and the number of views is only 1 time)

Whether to continue the game: (yes/no)]

The world is bright.

The clock on the table ticked by itself for a quarter of an hour, it was almost twelve o'clock, and tomorrow was Sunday.

She has never played such a wc game before, luckily this game came out of her own brain, does it mean that if she enters a game company to write plans in the future, she will only be able to write this kind of game that makes her stomach hurt? ? ?

This made her really want to go down, but when she thought about being led by the nose like this, she felt unwilling, Aoki Mirai looked at the card in her hand and fell viciously on the table.

pat.

Turn off the lights.

"Garbage games ruin my voice! Who cares about you! I want to sleep! I hate you! Xing Shoulang is also an idiot!"

Although it seems that the two have nothing to do with each other.

Wrap yourself into a ball, Aoki is doomed to toss and turn in the future night.

The author has something to say:

We still don't know what the eldest brother said that day.

Garbage game ruined my life!