If you are afraid of pain, the pain should be at the lowest level, right?

"How to make a friend account?"

Facing Qihai Qiuzi's two big dark eyes, Natsume Takashi immediately looked at Jianren Qihai for help. Combining with the other party's performance just now, he has a feeling that she wants to make a friend account too!

As a result, Jianren Qihai also looked up at him.

Natsume Takashi: "..." Are you worthy of being brother and sister?

In any case, Natsume Takashi, who showed helplessness, said it anyway, "I remember... It seems that I beat the monster fat, and then forced the other party to sign my name——"

Qihai Qiuzi showed a confused look.

According to this literal meaning, shouldn't "friend account" be something between friends?

Are friends now written as friends and read as non-violent non-cooperation movement?

Originally Qihai Qiuzi thought that the friend account needs to be 100% favorable, and then the two parties sign a friendly, harmonious, mutual assistance and non-harm agreement... But now it seems that this is not the meaning...

She asked incredulously, "Is it that simple?"

"...It's not very simple, some big monsters who refuse to submit would rather die than be enslaved."

Nanami Akiko looked at Natsume Takashi blankly.

(?)

(Unable to understand.)

(If you don't want to listen to me, then gg.)

(Anyway, the next one is better.)

However, I read the EQ book before and told Qiuzi Qihai that I can't say this kind of thing, and my EQ may be lowered if I say it.

So she swallowed the sentence and said another.

"Well, it's really not easy."

Is this considered... to give up the idea?

Natsume Takashi is not very sure about his judgment, but for now it should be... Well, it should be good.

Jianren Qihai glanced at his watch and said suddenly.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed early. I'll take you to a high school report tomorrow... and then—"

The sound stopped abruptly, and Jianren Qihai suddenly passed out.

"Oni sauce!"

"Mr. Nanami—"

"The preliminary judgment is that he is too tired."

Jia Ruozi instinctively wanted to light a cigarette, but when he looked up and saw that there were two minors in front of him, he gave up the act of lighting a cigarette.

But that didn't stop her from complaining, "Really... what's going on recently... one or two fainted..."

Qiuzi Qihai suddenly thought that she did have a headache debuff, but she adjusted the pain to the lowest level, so she didn't feel much.

"Sister Jiajin, help us to check it too~"

Nanami Qiuzi grabbed Natsume Takashi who was on the side, and looked at him eagerly.

"Okay." After some inspection, Jiarui Nitzi showed a strange expression, "Natsume-kun is fine, but the symptoms of the three of you are exactly the same—"

(No, it should say four of us.)

"It's all intermittent shocks after the brain has suffered a huge blow."

"But it's okay." She rubbed Qihai Qiuzi's head, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she had seen this child somewhere, and she couldn't figure it out after thinking about it. In the end, she could only decide that she had a crush on her, "Two days off It will be fine."

"Good~"

(Will it be better after two days of rest?)

Qiuzi Qihai wants to feed Jianren Qihai with his fingers.

She believed in her prophetic dream, and believed in everything in the dream—that is, an ordinary pink boy would come back to life after being fed with a finger, and Jianren Nanami would be killed by a stitch monster.

(If you add a hook to him, he won't die.)

But now Qiuzi Qihai realized another problem.

Feeding the finger means that there is an extra soul in the body, and the body will become crowded—if she encounters a situation like this again, and she uses the data to look back again, then Qihai Jianren is likely, very likely, to be killed. The opponent took away his body.

[This is really too bad. 】

To change the way of thinking.

Since Jianren Qihai was killed by the stitch monster on the opposite side, it is necessary to contain this creature at the source.

to upgrade.

Team up to fight monsters and upgrade.

First... kill that guy!

She is now level 25, and she needs to be level [-] to log in to the world channel to chat and recruit team members.

"Oh, what are you in a daze for?"

Jiarui Nitzi flicked her forehead with her fingers, "Don't worry, it's fine, it's just that I'm too tired, just eat something light these days."

"Is it light?..."

"That's right." She rubbed the little girl's head, and seeing that she still had a serious face, she couldn't help feeling a little more fond of her, "It feels very strange, I haven't seen you before, but somehow I feel like I know someone like you A little blue-haired girl who looks exactly the same..."

She knocked on her forehead, "...Probably because I'm a little tired from work recently."

"Okay, okay, the children should go to bed early, there are adults watching here, please don't worry too much."

Jia Ruozi pushed the two of them out of the room and smiled, "Go to rest early."

"Good~" x2

It was too hasty.

In the morning, Qihai Jianren rescued him from the flames, and in the afternoon, the host passed out.Although he said he was going to rest, Natsume Takashi didn't know which room to rest in.

He was taken to a room by Qiuzi Qihai in a daze, "No, this is the guest room, it's a little dirty, just clean it up."

Natsume Takashi heaved a sigh of relief, bowed slightly, "Thank you very much."

"No...it's nothing..." Qiuzi Qihai thought of something and paused, "No thanks."

"If you want to thank you, don't say it out of your mouth."

——It would be perfect if I could give her the friend account~

(Isn't it a gratuitous help...it would be hypocritical to be thankful.)

Natsume Takashi was a little taken aback.

(Sure enough... People with straight balls are easier to get along with... They are also good people, very kind...)

He relaxed his expression, showing a relatively gentle expression, "Then, good night, Nanami-chan."

"Good night."

Jianren Qihai had a headache.

His brain is a little chaotic.

Some non-existent memories poured into his brain, and some seemingly more real memories began to dissipate. Two kinds of diametrically opposite data kept washing his brain——

All in all, Jianren Qihai, who experienced this kind of experience for the first time, had a headache and exploded.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" The female voice next to him was full of helplessness, "Why do you feel that you are worse than Gojo Satoru—"

"Five...is that the same?"

Jianren Qihai couldn't stand up straight, and lay on the bed weakly.

"That's right." Jia Ruozi habitually flicked a cigarette, "It's worse than you, the whole person is shriveled on the bed and can't move at all."

It's over, she added, "suddenly since this morning."

"I'm not as serious as you." She shrugged, "Maybe the target is not me."

Qihai Jianren was silent.

The image of a blue-haired Qiuzi kept spinning in his brain. For a while, he didn't know whether it was an ordinary dream or a prophetic dream.

"It's really unlucky..."

"Yes."

"Any results of the investigation?"

"Yizhi went to investigate—" She paused suddenly, "The result is the same as what I found out."

"..." Jianren Qihai was silent, "Is it really him?"

"kindness."

In the afternoon, Jianren Qihai didn't fall asleep completely. The pain in his brain made him unable to control his body for a while.

But just that, Qihai Jianren also heard their conversation.

Natsume Takashi has no problem.

There was no sign of injury at all.

So suspicious.

When they found Natsume Takashi, the other party appeared in a strange place.

In a very remote shrine, besieged by several big monsters, the cat in his arms was sealed away, and the thin young man could only run around with the cat in his arms.

Jianren Nanami, who happened to want to visit his former companion, reached out and rescued Takashi Natsume who was going through unlucky times.

When seeing each other for the first time, Jianren Qihai felt that something was wrong.

He suddenly remembered what Gojo Satoru had said to him a few days ago.

【"Oh, this is the little guy named Natsume~" Gojo Gojo put his arm on his shoulder with a playful smile, "It's strange, although the personal resume looks perfect, even there is a job for him at Rotten Orange. clean information—"

"But!" Gojo Satoru was very serious for a while, eyes looking through the black sunglasses from above, and lowered his voice, "These are all virtual things that don't exist."

In the next second, he returned to his foolish look again.

"I don't know why I think so~ Then please ask Nana Ming to help me pay attention~"]

Do not……

This memory is really suspicious now that I think about it.

For example,

Why, why is Wujo Satoru so sure that he will meet the other party?

"Does Wujo know that this will happen?"

Jia Ruozi shook his head, "No, you don't know that the day he fell ill, he was about to blow up the school...Principal Yemoth is now crying again, how much will it cost to build it back..."

Speaking of this, Jiarui Nitro sighed fiercely, "You are much better than him."

"Don't cry or fuss, just fainted in front of two minors... It's not like a three-year-old kid, md, who put a bang on the left and a hush on the right--he almost wiped out all the nearby special-grade knuckles and then suddenly fell again Let go of the other party - it is simply sick!"

Qihai Jianren: "..."

"Hey." The housekeeper took out a cigarette, "Have a good rest, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette, I'm staying at your place tonight."

"kindness."

The sorcerer who claims to be the "strongest" will not have any problems, but Nanami Kento, who is obviously nothing special but injured so seriously, has the biggest problem.

Even though he dreamed of Qihai Qiuzi who dyed his hair and wore colored contact lenses and didn't go to school well, Jianren Nanami still felt that the dream was the opposite. As long as he paid more attention, the other party would not do these things.

The only thing that bothered him a little was the last dream.

One door after another, one staircase after another, it seems that the whole world turns upside down, dotted with indescribable thick ink.

He heard a familiar "Oni sauce".

—but who is that?

Jianren Qihai finally fell asleep in a daze.

As the night darkened, a black figure opened the door.

"Euni sauce-"