Why can't we be friends after the friendship ending?

Just to which world?

Fukuzawa didn't think it through.

He is now the exact opposite of his original avoidance attitude, he can't wait to hope that whoever can bring him back to the game as soon as possible, the sooner the better.

But the more you want something to happen, the harder it is for that thing to happen.

He went to school as usual for several days without encountering anything.

Finally, on the fourth day, Fukuzawa deliberately left his tarot cards at home, and went to school with his bag on his back.

The departure of something he has been relying on for a long time made him feel indescribably anxious.

He sat on the tram and pressed his mobile phone, but it was just switching from one software to another, in fact, nothing caught his eyes.

Maybe he will be dragged into some game world in the next second, this thought flashed through his messy mind.

The only ones who can meet on the train are Kuroro and Osamu Dazai.

I've been to Kuroro, so maybe I'll go to Osamu Dazai.

Fu Zechuan was thinking about this when suddenly there was an extra text message on his mobile phone.

"There's something I want to ask you."

It was sent by Osamu Dazai.Fukuzawa narrowed his eyes slightly, he thought that the other party would come to him directly for an interview, but Dazai was not very keen on "meeting" him since he had his own contact information.

"What?" Fukuzawa replied.

"Do you still remember what you said to him in Kuroro's world?"

Fukuzawa recalled what he said at the end of that world... Speaking of which, he left and left in a strange way, which was fundamentally different from Chuya's death in that world.

Just dizzy for a while, and it will come.

The last sentence should be...

"'You invited me,' did Kuroro find anything?" he asked.

Dazai Osamu read the words on the phone screen and looked at Kuroro.

Kuroro shook his head slightly in his sight: "The last thing he said was 'help me.'"

Dazai lightly typed a line of words on the screen with his fingers, and then put the phone back into his pocket: "It seems that if you want to get real information, you still have to go to the 'single copy'."

The information brought back from the outside world only told him that it should be in a certain high and secret place. He searched all the places in this "game" in the past few days, but couldn't find any clues at all.

On May 5, some personal background of Fukuzawa was involved.

According to the president, that should be the time when Fukuzawa's mother died, but in reality it happens to be tomorrow.

Fortunately, the speed of time passing in this place is obviously different from that of the outside world, otherwise he would not be able to be so leisurely in this meeting.

But even so, they do run into a problem.Dazai had no choice but to ask Fukuzawa directly to see if the other party might know that he was asking for help.

"Only after passing the level set by the system can we talk to him briefly." Dazai sighed, "It's such a time, and I'm still thinking about the game."

Kuroro pondered for a moment, and sold Fukuzawa: "You can take his Tarot cards."

"I can work with you and go back one more time."

Dazai shook his head and said, "I don't plan to go in for the time being, I want to wait for more information. And if I'm not wrong, the single-player dungeon should be limited to one person at a time."

"Otherwise he wouldn't have so many people here."

Kurolo understood: "Do you want to cooperate with people in the school?"

After a pause, he seemed to have just noticed something, and asked, "Is there anything in the school? You don't seem to like going there."

Dazai looked at him with a smile: "I know what you want to know, and I can give you some hints."

"This 'game' has a 'trojan horse' like me, so isn't it normal to have a 'GM'?"

"GM?"

"It's the game master."

Kuroro narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words, as if remembering the Tarot cards that disappeared from him out of thin air.

He thought it was the Fukuzawa of this world who came back to take it. Is there such a possibility?

On the other side, Fukuzawa looked at the sentence "You really are old" on the screen of the mobile phone, and his forehead twitched.

Dazai guy...

But he understood what the other party meant, and said he remembered it right?

But he really has no memory after that...

Dazai, please ask Kuroro, he seems to be very idle anyway.

Stepping into the classroom as usual, Fukuzawa's eyes stopped for a moment on Sasuke Uchiha, Tsunayoshi Sawada, and Reiji Munakata, and then quickly and unnaturally passed over Nakahara Nakaya.

He stuffed his schoolbag into the drawer, took out his textbooks, and pretended to be serious about listening to the class.

Calm Fukuzawa, he said to himself, after all, you are not here to do something good, even if you really enter someone's game later, you must not reveal your secrets.

Thinking of this, he secretly prayed again, it must not be the world of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Tsunayoshi's super intuition is too cheating, if coupled with the system... just think about it, it will be a disaster.

He looked up at the blackboard, and was about to pick up his pen when a scene suddenly changed in front of him.

The sunlight was replaced by moonlight, and the blackboard directly turned into a paper door splattered with blood.

Fukuzawa froze for a moment, then turned his head and looked at someone.

The man was also stunned, as if he didn't expect that the person who had just been beheaded by the knife could come back to life and move freely.

He subconsciously prepared to strike again, and Fuzechuan didn't expect to see the person he was going to "snatch" to save his mother when he entered the game.

He wanted to say "Keep people under the knife" to fight for it, and he wanted to say something so naughty that people would be afraid to kill him, and his mind was full of thoughts that he could save his mother with this person, and The last time I was chopped down was really painful.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Fu Zechuan yelled at the person who wanted to kill him: "Mom."

The air instantly became quiet.

After a long while, the mature young man opposite him said with difficulty: "...you misidentified the person."

Fukuzawa was also silent for a while, as if in slow motion, he slowly raised his hand and patted his head, then passed out on the spot.

The author has something to say: Fukuzawa: Restart!I restart the computer on the spot!

Thank you Bird and Cloud Mines!Chirp!