The Devil of the Walking Street

"What did you write?" Swell took the sticky note, glanced at the words written on it, smiled meaningfully, took a ballpoint pen, and added a few more strokes by himself.

Lan Ming: "...what did you write?"

Swell stood up, stretched out his hand and inserted the sticky note high up in a position where the other party would never be able to get it: "Guess."

Lan Ming: "..."

"Let's go." Swell tilted his head to signal the boy to join him with a drink: "Let's go shopping again."

Lan Ming followed out obediently, and before leaving his seat, he still looked up, trying to see what was written on the sticky note.But this idea was not realized, because Swell insisted on grabbing him and dragging him out.

"Welcome next time!"

"..."

If you don’t say it, I won’t say it, but there is such a wonderful feeling in my heart.

Neither had a clear destination, nor did they ask the unsightly question, "When are you going back to church?"They strolled in the deserted pedestrian street, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

Occasionally, it feels very comfortable to find someone to kill time together.

"Can you play?" The eight game coins were thrown in one by one, and Swell picked up the light gun weighing 1 kilograms placed on the stand.

"RazingStorm?" Lan Ming glanced at the 55-inch LCD screen of the game console, and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "This is the simplest shooting game."

"After all, it feels good." Siweier pressed the start of the two, and stepped on the pedal.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the video game city had just opened, and there were only a few scattered staff members in yellow coats in the huge area, and one tall and one short standing in front of the "complete attack".

The stereo sound creates a strong sense of presence, and the objects in the scene are blown to pieces amidst the sound of rumbling machine guns.

After wearing it once, Lan Ming put down the gun, and looked at the scoreboard with the corners of his mouth slightly raised to see the stars start to appear.

"The arm strength is good." The little devil looked at Swealer teasingly.

Swell: "Each to each other."

After all, from the beginning to the end, both of them were extremely pretending to hold the gun with their right hand and put their left hand in their pocket.

After the scoreboard snapped the stars, Swell reckoned that he was actually two less than the opponent.

The young man who had been standing behind the two couldn't help but let out a "wow" when he saw such a close score.

Lan Ming grabbed the remaining game coins smartly, turned and left.

Some people came to the video game city one after another, and the game hall began to become noisy.

"So do you think you can grab it?" Swell bent slightly, watching the mechanical claw being put down, then grabbed it out of thin air, and dropped the claw full of nothingness at the exit.

A hand full of game coins disappeared one by one in front of him.

"This is the tenth time..." Swell looked at the few silver-white game coins left in his hand: "How can I support you in the future if you are such a prodigal?"

Lan Ming gritted his teeth and gave him a sideways glance, and threw the last few game coins in his hand.

The metal steel pendulum fell into the mysterious black hole with a clang, and the 20-second countdown on the LCD screen began.

"It's really..." Swell pushed the boy aside: "I'll do it."

The mechanical claw swayed back and forth in the case, and after it stopped for a while, the man tapped the button, and the two of them watched the big claw slowly fall with breathless concentration.

yooooooooo——

The mechanical claws fully wrapped an ugly dog-shaped rag doll.

The little devil clenched his fists excitedly.

"Nice!" Swell couldn't help but thumped the machine lightly.

The mechanical claws drew back feebly, and the doll was lightly lifted into the air—and then fell down.

Swell: "..."

Lan Ming didn't know what it was like.

Obviously the doll inside is hideously ugly, so he wouldn't take it for free.But the feeling of getting nothing for more than [-] coins is really very frustrating.

Siweier looked at the pile of dolls and was speechless for a while, before finally uttering a few words: "...Let's go eat."

Lan Ming nodded vigorously in agreement.

The two of them didn't go far, and the little devil looked back at the place where the two had failed miserably. A little boy was inserting coins in front of the claw machine they had just played with.

Lan Ming grabbed Swell and motioned for him to witness other people's "ugliness" with him.

Move the joystick, confirm the bearing, press and hold the button, then release.

The little boy watched nervously as the mechanical claw grabbed the two huddled dolls and dropped them steadily out of the exit.

The little boy's expression was surprised at first, and then turned into ecstasy: "Huh? Two?!"

Swell didn't know what expression to use to face all this: "...Why did you let me watch this."

The little devil was almost roaring inwardly.

He turned his head silently, and pulled Swell out of the video game city, leaving the hustle and bustle behind.

[ps: real people and real things→_→]

[pps: Because the exam is coming, and the first part of Pedestrian Street is about to end, the update is postponed, and it will be updated every other day.Well... Next, let’s talk about the name of this series →_→.Except for rumors, they all tell the story of Lanming and Swell.

Prequel (Gothic Fairy Tale): The Truth Beneath the Rose

Part [-] (daily journal): "The Devil on the Pedestrian Street"

Part Two: (Record of Conspiracies and Conspiracies) "The Gays Who Run Streaking for Love"

Side Story (Inspirational Positive Energy): "The Otaku Chasing the Moon"]