All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

Thick black enveloped the scene outside the door, making it impossible to see his face clearly. The person who suddenly appeared stood in place, not caring about Si Gong and their questions and emotions, and continued to speak on his own:

"Rule: Survive till dawn."

"During this period, if your hunger level drops to zero or you are killed by patrollers, you will not be able to pass the level. Find food and try to survive, maybe..."

His voice paused playfully, "Perhaps you will prefer to stay in the room after leaving the room, but sitting still is the only way to die."

"Have a good time."

After speaking, he disappeared as quietly as when he first appeared, as if he came here just to inform everyone of these few news.

It's like an NPC who issues missions.

The three of them were on guard as if they were facing an enemy, but they didn't expect that the enemy just came and said a lot of inexplicable words.

Shinomiya She also frowned, and recorded all the words just now in the notebook without any mistakes.

Suddenly, Atsushi Nakajima exclaimed: "The door opened."

The moment his voice fell, an unspeakably piercing mechanical sound came from the door, and the iron railings were retracted up and down, sinking into the hole in the wall. Reserved to show in front of everyone.

Si Gong, who was still thinking about how to escape just now, hesitated now. The dark area was like a beast's mouth, and the beasts waiting for their prey to get into the trap were patiently waiting for them to step in.

The nib of the pen stained a little ink on the beige paper, Shinomiya also lowered his head, and re-read the sentence "the only way to die is to sit and wait".

"Mr. Sigong?" A silver-gray head poked in from the door, "You really deserve to be a writer for recording material so seriously at this time."

Sigong glanced at him in surprise, he didn't expect the boy to walk out of the room without hesitation, he tilted his head, and found behind the boy, a young man with a cold face was standing with his pockets in his pocket, his eyes were dimly set in front of him.

"Anyway, let's go out and look for it first." Nakajima Atsushi walked into Sigong's room and looked around, "Anyway, there are no more clues to search here, so it's better to venture out, and if they really have What means, why not when we were still trapped in the room?"

What he said was so free and easy, Sigong was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and breathed out, feeling in his heart that he was really timid.

Indeed, if you don’t take action, there will be no change. Even if there is danger outside, you must take the initiative to find out.

"Let's go." Shinomiya raised his hand and rubbed the top of Atsushi Nakajima's hair, and as expected received a beam of death rays——

It was fired from the eyes of the expressionless Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

"Akutagawa." Shinomiya Shibuya suddenly shouted.

Unexpectedly, the other party would call his name, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was taken aback for a moment, and before Atsushi Nakajima turned his head back, he hurriedly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyebrows, coughed twice, and responded with a nasal cavity for the first time: "Huh? "

Shinomiya She also narrowed his eyes narrowly, "If you can't use any of your abilities, it means that my abilities should also be invalid at this moment, right?"

"That's right." Atsushi Nakajima blinked, looked at Akutagawa subconsciously, then fell to the ground as if evading, staring at the dark stone brick at Akutagawa's feet, "So Akutagawa's [Flower Emitting Syndrome] 】It should be ready?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's throat rolled twice, and the feeling of flower petals gushing out of his throat did not appear.

Are you cured?His slender, pale hand touched his lips subconsciously.

"So, you shouldn't be coughing anymore, right? How did you pay back just now?" Si Gongshe also asked puzzled.

"The cough has nothing to do with that, Mr. Shinomiya!" Atsushi Nakajima answered first, as if he was worried about the collapse of Akutagawa's image, he argued: "Akutagawa's health is not very good, even before [Flower Vomiting], he always yes......"

He suddenly stopped talking, and couldn't continue, and Shinomiya Shinoya raised his eyebrows and looked at it too clearly, Atsushi Nakajima could see Mr. Shinomiya's words from that expression:

"Ah, so you know Akutagawa so well."

"You said this is the orphanage you stayed in when you were young?" Akutagawa asked abruptly.

His gaze cast a dark, warning glance at Shinomiya Shibuya.

"...Well, yes." Atsushi Nakajima replied.

Akutagawa raised his chin, "Don't waste any more time, you lead the way."

Shinomiya She also chuckled secretly, shook his head, his face was still indifferent, he put the pen and paper back into his inner pocket on his chest, fastened the button, and walked out of the door, into the dark porch.

Just as Shinomiya Shinomiya's heels left the room, a row of dim night lights in the corridor lit up. The old yellow light shone on the wall, like old-fashioned candles, dimly illuminating a small area, and the lights flickered. Bright and dark, the sizzle of electric current sounded like insects.

A black countdown timer suddenly appeared on their wrists, and a simple stomach icon was outlined beside it. Apart from these, there was no redundant explanation.

The countdown shows 4:59:57, and the seconds are still shrinking.

"This stomach symbol should represent the hunger degree that person said." As the only senior game player present, Shinomiya Tsubasa is also very familiar with this symbol, "The more solid parts inside, the higher the hunger degree." Less, as time goes by, the 'stomach' will become more and more empty, if the entire 'stomach' is empty, then the hunger level will be zero."

As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers against the symbol on his left wrist.

"My hunger level is only half, and the indicator has already shown orange, how about you?" In games, green usually means health, orange means general, normal, and red means warning -- don't pay attention to be careful in the next second cold.

"Orange, half."

"I'm also orange, half." Atsushi Nakajima touched his stomach, "But everyone's food intake is different, how do you calculate this?"

He has always had a good appetite, it's not that he's bragging, the combined appetite of the two remaining people present is not half as big as his alone.

"It's just a symbol." Shinomiya She also said: "The real situation is impossible for the three of them to be surprisingly consistent. We can only infer that this is not real. You can imagine that we are game characters, and the hunger value is our data. No connection to who we are in real life..."

He said, as if thinking of something, he was taken aback suddenly, frowning and pondering.

At this moment, the three of them lined up and were walking along the long corridor. Atsushi Nakajima looked around while walking, "It does look like the orphanage I stayed in, but I always feel that something is not right."

"It's too quiet." Akutagawa suddenly said.

As he said, it's too quiet, which just proves that this is a space constructed by abilities.

When they stood still and held their breath, apart from the beating of their own hearts, there was no other sound, no sound of wind flowing, no ticking of water pipes leaking, not even the sound of cicadas and flying insects.

On the plus side, they can easily detect the sound of the "patrollers", and on the downside, their sounds are also easily detected by the patrollers.

Stepping as lightly as possible, the three walked up the stairs slowly and walked out of the basement.

"Where are we going first?" Atsushi Nakajima asked softly.

"Can you draw the map of the orphanage?" Shinomiya also handed the pen and paper to Atsushi Nakajima.

Atsushi Nakajima shook his head. He glanced at the hall in front of him, "I just wanted to say that although this place is similar to an orphanage, the area seems to be much larger than the orphanage in my memory."

The hall is in the shape of a square, with rooms distributed on all sides without doors. Through the door openings, you can see the layout inside. There are suites in the room, and the rooms can be connected to each other. There is an escalator on the left and right of the hall leading to the second floor. The second floor is very It's dark, and I can't see it clearly, but it seems to be similar to the layout of the first floor.

This is no orphanage, it looks like the Horror Castle in a horror game.

If the size of Atsushi Nakajima's orphanage is compared to the living room, then this place that looks like an "orphanage" is a three-bedroom, two-living room with a yard.

"As far as I can see, the layout is the same as I remember, but the area has more than doubled."

Shinomiya She also pursed his lips, "Then you draw the layout. There are no patrols here, and there are pillars to cover it. Akutagawa and I will check for food first, and we will investigate other places together later. .”

Atsushi Nakajima sat down cross-legged, scratched his head, and began to draw crookedly on the notebook.

Shinomiya didn't need to say anything, Akutagawa chose a drawer by himself and rummaged through it.

Shinomiya Furuya carefully avoided the building block toys on the ground, and chose the opposite direction to Akutagawa, while bowing his head to search, while paying attention to the hunger level on his wrist.

The speed of consumption is not fast, because there is no numerical display, so we can only rely on the naked eye to distinguish their changes. Fortunately, Shinomiya Tsubasa made a mark on his wrist with a pen at the beginning, and now exactly 10 minutes have passed, the horizontal line in the "stomach" It dropped by a small frame, and Shinomiya She also estimated it according to the ratio, and it will completely bottom out in about 10 to [-] minutes.

It took a full five hours to reach dawn. According to Sigong's estimation, even if the value is full, it can only last for an hour. This shows that they must search for food in this gloomy building, otherwise they can only wait for death.

"found it."

"It's painted."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Atsushi Nakajima said at the same time.

Their voices were very soft, almost from between the lips, but even so, they were very loud in the empty hall.

The two teenagers looked at each other, were silent for three seconds, and then said together: "You speak first."

Shinomiya She also stepped forward, held back a smile, and took the notebook in Atsushi Nakajima's hand - two floor plans were crookedly drawn on it, not exquisite, but careful enough, each room was patiently made with a pen Remarks, even a room that is not the size of a pinky finger is drawn and a straight line is drawn to explain it in the blank space.

"That... the drawing is not very good, is this okay?" Atsushi Nakajima lowered his face coyly, his eyes couldn't help but look up, secretly observing Shinomiya Shinya's expression.

Mr. Shinomiya's painting skills are so good, he definitely doesn't like his own...

"It's very useful." Sigong smiled, a rare smile on his cold face, his narrowed eyes looked like a stretched cat, the arc looked very charming, he was used to being expressionless, that slightly gorgeous The face seemed to be contaminated with air-conditioning, giving people a feeling of coldness carved out of ice and snow, making people subconsciously ignore his attractive facial features.

The sudden smile at this moment is like a beautiful flower suddenly blooming on the ice field, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

Atsushi Nakajima paused for two seconds, "It's so beautiful..."

Before he had time to feel emotional, he kicked hard on his butt from behind. Atsushi Nakajima staggered two steps forward and turned his head back in embarrassment.

With one hand in his pocket and the other holding the bowl, Akutagawa Shi Shiran withdrew his legs, his face darkened and his eyes fierce.

"I don't know the priorities, I really deserve to be you, Renhu."

"What's the priority!" Atsushi Nakajima clutched his butt and jumped up as if his hair had exploded.

Akutagawa didn't speak, and silently passed the bowl in his hand.

Nakajima Atsushi glanced over, this glance caught his attention, and the vague hunger suddenly amplified, wishing he could grab a bowl and take a bite now.

Shinomiya She also remembered the floor plan in his mind, leaned forward, stared at the blue-glazed porcelain bowl, and slowly frowned.

"Chazuke rice?"

Before he had time to think about how to eat this one-bowl ochazuke into his mouth, there was a sound of heavy footsteps in the room at the other end——

Something is coming towards them!