There must be something wrong with my krypton game

"All in all." Kanda Chuanyu said with a headache, "If you want to log off normally, you have to find a way to get them away first."

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Although he was bitten several times by the stinky puppy, Master Gojo was still in a good mood, until Kanda Chuanyu pushed him away, wrapped the quilt all over himself, and hit his head with his head.

Kandagawa Yu grinned, "Get out!"

Gojo Satoru covered his forehead, his face full of confusion, "Why?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "Because this is my room!"

Young master Wutiao thought for a moment, glanced around the room, grabbed the bed sheet with his hands, and tore off a piece.

Kanda Chuanyu: "?"

Gojo Satoru took out a marker pen that he didn't know where he came from, unscrewed the cap of the pen, and wrote the three big characters "Kamiya Yu" on the bed sheet, and then stuck it to himself, proudly puffing out his chest.

"Then this is my room now!"

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Kanda Chuanyou: "You—give—me—out—go——!"

It is really difficult for ordinary people to be so thick-skinned.

Kanda Chuanyu: "Who the hell taught my brother to be like this?"

System: [...you feel your conscience and ask yourself. 】

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Kanda Chuanyu: "I'm not, I don't, I don't admit it."

When he was pushed out of the room, Master Gojo tried to hint at him, "I'm leaving? I'm leaving? I'm really leaving?"

He repeated emphatically, "I'm gone——I'm—not coming back!"

Kandagawa Yu was silent for two seconds, his eyes stopped on his hand holding the door frame to prevent him from closing the door.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

The eyes of the two men met on their hands, and it was as if a silent electric wave passed through the silence, exchanging signals with each other.

Kanda Chuanyu: Do you want to go away or not.

Wujo Wu: If you don't get out, if you don't get out, you don't get out.

Young Master Wutiao didn't show any embarrassment at all, he didn't have the self-consciousness of begging for help at all, and even had a very high posture, and his attitude was extremely unworthy of beating.

"I'm serious—I'm leaving and I won't be coming back!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by, the strongest in the magic world, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Just this once, don't wait until the deadline, young master, you really don't want to take the exam—"

Kandagawa Yu pulled his hand away expressionlessly, and closed the door: "Get lost."

Closing the door seemed to set a barrier, and the people outside immediately became silent. Yu Kandagawa waited for a few seconds, and there was no sign of the door being pushed open again.

——The world is finally clean.

Kandagawa Yuu let out a long breath, put down his hands and turned around.

Just face the weird Japanese dolls on the whole wall.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but after the surroundings became quiet, the eyeballs of the rows of dolls seemed to become darker.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

No, nothing, don't be afraid.

When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when killing/setting people on fire.

The shadows of trees outside the window are so silent that there is no sound. The glass cabinet doors reflect pale doll faces, and huge colorful butterfly patterns occupy the ceiling, wardrobe, and desk. They are so lifelike that every fluff is visible to the naked eye.

Kandagawa Yu's scalp was numb, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and opened the closet to change into a set of pajamas.

The door of the cupboard opened——a pungent smell of face powder came to the face, Kanda Chuanyu wrinkled his face, and slapped his nose several times before looking inside.

There was a neat row of pale kimonos in the closet, reflecting the pattern of blood-colored Bana flowers.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

There is something wrong with this person.

It was all the same anyway, so he closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, intending to grab a set casually, but his fingers rubbed against a strange fluffy touch.

Kandagawa Yuu was startled—quickly opened his eyes and took a closer look.

It turned out that the other side of those pale kimonos that were not embroidered with Bana flowers was densely covered with lifelike butterfly specimens...

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Mom, pervert! !

He raised his hand to close the cabinet door, and his peripheral vision scanned the gorgeous wings in the dark inch by inch again, his breathing stagnated, and his pupils shrank.

……Do not.

Click, click, the clock turns.

Goosebumps aroused a little bit.

These are decorated with needlework on the clothes, it seems that they are real butterflies! !

Kandagawa Yuu shivered, and slammed the closet door shut.

Kandagawa Yu didn't think of it before driving Gojo Satoru out.

This room...it's so scary when it's quiet!

He forced his gaze away from those fresh butterflies, gave up changing clothes altogether, poured himself a glass of water stiffly, drank stiffly, walked back to the bed stiffly, and covered himself with the quilt.

Finally, I touched the switch and paused for a full 3 minutes - before turning off the light.

Kandagawa Yu closed his eyes and brainwashed himself.

Doesn't exist, doesn't exist, doesn't exist, there are no ghosts in this world—wait, but there really seems to be curse spirits in this world! ?

Yu Kandagawa an hour ago: Get out of my room.

One hour later, Kanda Chuanyu: ...Come to someone, anyone is fine.

At midnight, Kandagawa Yu opened the door with thick dark circles under his eyes.

... Let's change the room.

As long as there are no such messy things, let him sleep on the sofa.

Thinking this way, he took half a step, but was stunned the next second.

The five young masters were leaning against the wall by the door, their two long legs were aggrieved and there was no place to rest them, they folded their arms and nodded in sleepiness.

The sound of the door opening woke him up. He stood up abruptly and pushed his sunglasses. His brain seemed to have not returned to his senses, but he still remembered his character design of "going away and not coming back", instinctively said slowly.

"...Oh, I walk slowly."

He yawned, pulled the boy into his arms, and rubbed his head comfortingly, "It's okay, it's okay..."

He murmured softly as if talking to himself, "It's really weird, the curse spirits are not afraid, why are they afraid of ghosts..."

Gojo Satoru touched his hand with his eyes closed, grabbed him and walked into the room, "Good boy, go to sleep."

Kandagawa Yu pursed his lips, but didn't struggle anymore.

Strange to say, it was just that there was one more person, but the terrifying atmosphere in the room seemed to be swept away.

It can't go on like this.

Yu Kandagawa thought.

But the body doesn't listen.

He clenched the fabric of the shirt tightly with his hands, pressed his face against his strong chest, and listened to the pounding heartbeat under the layers of flesh and blood.

It's as if the body understands that it can rest here, and has already relaxed the brain one step ahead, and is nostalgic and refuses to leave.

Gojo Satoru gently kissed his forehead, rested his chin on the top of his hair, and ran along his back once in a while.

"Thank you, You." His voice was low, like the song of a siren on a rock by the sea.

"Sleep, I'm here."

The boy's movements paused, his fingers curled up, and he clenched the fabric even tighter.

He almost forgot that he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

For a year, because his stamina was too low, he didn't dare to take pain relief, and he didn't dare to sleep for too long. He set eight alarm clocks on his mobile phone, every three hours, and used the ringtone to remind himself not to sleep, but to live.

He seemed to be dragged halfway into the abyss by a dark monster, and he could only try his best to stay awake... But he obviously worked so hard.

Obviously he worked so hard...

Man is such a strange creature. When he is alone, he can swallow even a huge grievance and continue to live as if nothing had happened.

But as long as someone asks the last sentence, it is a torrent and a landslide.

Kandagawa Yu suddenly felt wronged uncontrollably.

The line of defense he persisted in was inexplicably broken, and all the tiredness and emotions came up. It was the weight accumulated for a whole year. He grabbed Gojo Satoru's clothes and buried his face in it.

"pain……"

"Huh?" Young Master Wutiao opened his eyes in a daze, and was half awake in an instant. He grabbed him and checked him over and over again, "Where does it hurt? Huh?"

The boy opened his mouth, paused, and said again, "...Brother."

Gojo Satoru was startled, stopped and looked at him.

The boy said aggrievedly, "It hurts..."

Gojo Gojo stared at him blankly for a long time, then took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and hugged him gently.

"Ok, I know."

"It's okay, it's okay now..."

"Leave it to me, Yuu."

Speaking of which, it was much simpler than imagined.

Kandagawa Yu lowered his eyes and remained silent for a long time before blocking the system.

The favorability proves that this world should have its own rules, the system does not override it, and it can even be changed.

Maybe, it's time for him to try another way of playing this "game".

The next morning, Kandagawa Yu opened his eyes - but the seat next to him was empty.

His heart beat violently, he got up immediately, got out of bed barefoot, opened the bedroom door and ran out.

Then he hit his head on the chest of Young Master Wutiao.

Wujo Wujo, who was carrying his breakfast, pondered for a moment, and then made room for him.

"The toilet is on the right."

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Kandagawa Yuu patted him on the shoulder, motioning him to bend down.

Master Wutiao did so in a daze, and in the next second, he was bitten on the face.

Kanda Chuanyu: "Bite you!"

Gojo Satoru didn't know why he made this little ancestor angry so early in the morning.

Is Yuu really that irritable?Could it be menopause?

He touched his face, wondering.

The little ancestor himself changed into the sportswear brought by Gojo Satoru, and sat down solemnly opposite him, holding his face so that he could face himself.

"Brother." Kanda Chuanyu said seriously, "I have something to tell you."

He acted so seriously that Gojo Satoru unconsciously straightened his back, restrained his joking breath, and asked, "What?"

Kandagawa Yuu took a deep breath and opened his mouth, "What I want to say is—"

Before the words fell, his brain seemed to be struck by lightning, and there was a sharp pain, and bursts of tinnitus overwhelmed all the sounds, only intermittent mechanical sounds came from nowhere.

[Player's risky behavior detected, forced offline]

[Player's risky behavior detected, forced offline]

[Repeat——]

[The player's risky behavior is detected, and the player is forced to go offline! 】

Kandagawa Yu opened his eyes again, and returned to the initial void. After a brief blank, he made a sound angrily.

"System, what are you doing!?"

There was no response in the void for a long time, and a cold, unfamiliar voice came after a long time.

【I said earlier, I should just erase his memory, idiot. 】

Kandagawa Yuu was taken aback, and immediately brought up the interface, and planned to press the exit button while talking, "Who are you? I don't know why, it's damned, it's a broken game, I won't play anymore..."

He pressed the exit button hard, but he didn't return to reality like before.

Kandagawa Yu pressed it a few more times, but there was still no response. His heart was beating violently, but he remained calm, looking at the void, and said coldly.

"You'd better tell me what's going on here?"

The voice scoffed.

【you do not need to know. 】

[You don't need to know anything. 】

Before Kandagawa Yu could reply, his eyes went dark and he had already lost consciousness.

Opening his eyes again, he saw the familiar round glass barrier and sticky nutrient solution.

The sound seemed to come from far away. People in white coats were walking around. One of them walked up to him, stretched out his hand, and put a label on the round glass column.

【Suguru】

He subconsciously thought out loud.

Gently lift your finger in the nutrient solution—automatically write the corresponding Chinese characters on the glass wall.

【excellent】

U...is that me?

The author has something to say: Suguru, the Roman sound of You's name