A live broadcast of a Yokohama strange talk

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In the metropolis of Tokyo, even though the darkness of the night has become so thick that it is suffocating, the bright artificial lights on the ground are still flickering endlessly.

Young people can't sleep at night, the pale light of mobile phones illuminates tired and terribly energetic faces in the dark room, the lights of houses in the honeycomb-like residential buildings are dimmed, and the windows that are still on are lit up in the night. Very dazzling.

The population density of this urban area is terribly large, and the same is true for the whole of Tokyo.

"After all, all the human beings in the whole country are gathered in a few developed cities..."

The boy's voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone. I don't know if he suffered some radio wave interference. The voice was a bit dry and distorted.

"It's almost time, so~ Who is today's lucky audience?"

The barrage flew across the screen quickly, the dense barrage made it almost impossible to see the boy's face on the screen, and the comments were swiped very quickly, almost all of the same content——

choose me!

The night in the early spring is still a bit cold. People who can't sleep in the middle of the night look at the screen of the mobile phone, and forget to close their eyes after opening them for a long time. The lack of moisture stimulates the overflow of tears in the blink of an eye.

In his blurred vision, he saw the changes on the screen——

The easter egg floated in the center of his phone screen, and when it was smashed open with a small wooden hammer, ribbons flew, and a big "Happy" character appeared on his screen.

The host of the live broadcast room said in a cheerful tone——

"Congratulations on being the lucky audience tonight, please tell us your wishes."

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Every city, even every school, will have some strange stories.

"Have you heard such a rumor?"

Especially among girls, the more interesting and frightening strange stories are, the more widely they will be spread.

As one of the many schools, Seagull Academy, of course, inevitably has "several incredible things" that belong to the school.

...Of course, Yaxun Ningning is not interested in these.

"Actually, I still want to know how to confess my love smoothly and talk about a perfect and dreamy love..."

Baxun Ningning's heartfelt feelings could not be perfectly conveyed to her good friend.

Chigenkui, Baxun Ningning's good friend, especially likes all kinds of interesting strange stories.

"Since this is the case, don't you want to listen to this rumor?" Chigenkui got closer and closer, and Baxun Ningning had nowhere to go, so he had to listen to the story obediently again.

"So? What kind of strange talk is this time?"

"This time it's not from our school, it's a strange story that's spread in every bustling city."

It is said that at 0 o'clock in the middle of the night, if you search for "devil live broadcast" on a certain website, you can enter a certain mysterious live broadcast room.No matter who it is, as long as they pay a certain price, they can fulfill their wishes and get happiness in the live broadcast room.

"However, every night the master will choose a lucky audience—"

Lucky viewers fulfill their wishes without paying a price!

"Fulfill your wish?" Yaxun Ningning sighed, "Such an unbelievable thing should be fake, anyway, it's too strange to fulfill your wish..."

That being said.

Baxun Ningning stared at the time displayed on the phone, the next second of [-]:[-] in the middle of the night, the time of [-]:[-] came.

She opened the website she found on the search website, and the website that was still inaccessible a few seconds ago was successfully opened at this moment.

The design of this website is very simple, there are almost no buttons on the interface, there is only a white input box on a black background, and the cursor flickers, as if urging her to enter something quickly.

She typed the string of characters——

【Devil Live Room】.

The rumored live broadcast room was opened.

Baxun Ningning stared nervously at the phone screen. The number of online users could not be seen, but there were quite a few barrages happily flying across the screen.

"What... is this some kind of live broadcast hype?"

Baxun Ningning had already put down her vigilance, she let out a long sigh of relief, leaned on the soft pillow of the bed, and watched the live broadcast with a playful attitude.

This seems to be no different from most live broadcasts. Baxun Ningning doesn't watch a lot of live broadcasts. Based on her experience alone, she really can't see anything that can be called a weird talk.

The picture displayed on the screen was the exterior of an apartment building. The teenager who appeared on the screen had light blue soft short hair, a small braid on the left side and buried it behind his ear, and his red eyes were full of smiles.

--handsome guy!

Baxun Ningning covered her heart, and blinked her eyes frantically to confirm that the beauty she saw in front of her eyes was real—ah, this is the live broadcast room she will follow from now on, for this beauty, this spiritual food !

However, the show of the live broadcast host gave her further confirmation. This is really a hype method for the live broadcast. People who show their faces can be found in reality. If you want to be mysterious, shouldn't you hide your appearance?

"As expected of me, I'm so smart!"

Praising himself, Yaxun Ningning entered the same "good evening" as everyone else in the barrage.

"Good evening everyone, tonight's [Devil Live Room] has also been successfully broadcasted live! This is Le (Laku), and this is the end of the routine self-introduction--then, without further ado, let's complete last night's lucky The audience's wishes."

The blue-haired boy took out an envelope from his pocket. Baxun Ningning didn't watch the live broadcast last night, but she guessed that the wishes of the lucky viewers were only known tonight, and the content of today's live broadcast might also fulfill wishes...

The camera landed on the envelope in the young man's hand. It seemed that it was not a tripod that was positioned to shoot, but a photographer was helping.

The envelope was opened, and the white paper was folded open under Le's equally fair fingertips, revealing the black, slightly scrawled handwriting——

[I want to die, but I don't want to commit suicide!

Please, no matter what method is used, let me die! 】

……Eh?

With a bang, Baxun Ningning slammed her face into her face—the mobile phone she held up high was hit on her nose because she lost her grip because of the shock.

Ningning squinted his eyes in pain, before Baxun Ningning could pick up the phone again to look at the words he saw just now, and was still thinking "Is that person joking", when he heard Le's voice.

"It's the same kind of wish that I've received recently. I said the same thing yesterday, right? This viewer lives in Tokyo... Oh, the metropolis is really stressful."

The voice of the live broadcast host did not sound panicked at all.

"Mr. Le also takes this kind of talk as a joke, right?" Baxun Ningning talked to himself, sniffed, and watched the live broadcast again while lying on his side.

As the camera moved, the pictures on the screen also moved, and the different surnames on the house numbers of the apartment buildings slid across the screen, and finally settled on a name.

Le said: "I found it, the home of the audience [S] is here. In order to let everyone confirm, let's connect with Mr. S first!"

The screen on Le's phone was black, but in the next second, an interface for calling out appeared on it.

The sound insulation of the building is not very good, or the surrounding area is too quiet, there is a faint bell ringing in the house, which echoes the stress outside the house.

The phone was picked up, it was a very irritated voice.

"Hello? Who is it?"

The blue-haired boy was not angry because of this irritability, he raised his index finger to his lips, as if to signal the audience to be a little quieter.

"Hello, do you still remember the [Devil Live Room] last night?"

"……what?"

The other party's tone became puzzled and hesitant.

Le pursed his lips and smiled: "If it's convenient, may I ask your address?"

"Why are you asking this..." The other party was a little shaken, but still gave out the address.

Le let the phone be handed over to the background to continue, and the phone opened the map to locate him at the moment, which was undoubtedly the address the other party said.

"Mr. Shenki, right?"

"it's me."

"Shen Muyi, studying at the Youth Academy in Tokyo, is currently a third-year student who is about to graduate. What is the reason why you want to die, can you tell me?"

"It's not impossible, after all, I sent you a private message like that... I have nothing to say if you check me, but please don't call the police."

After being told his personal information, Shenmuyi's tone of reply became uneasy. He sat at the desk in the rented room of the apartment building where he was the only one, and there was still a large blank homework in front of him.

"Absolutely don't call the police, don't call the police no matter what you hear, I will tell you if I can."

Even the young man's request was so innocent, Le smiled and nodded: "Okay, I promise you - I will definitely not call the police, no matter what I hear."

Those red pupils looked soft under the warm yellow light in the corridor, Baxun Ningning couldn't feel at ease when he heard the word "call the police".

"What the hell is it..."

Barrages like this also filled the screen.

"What happened? It will feel great." "You actually want to die, why can't you accept suicide?" "If you commit suicide, you will be criticized by many people. I understand this kind of worry."

Yaxun Ningning felt that some people's barrage speeches made her a little uncomfortable.

Why is suicide unacceptable... is it persuading others to commit suicide?A little too much, right?

While she was thinking like this, Kamikiichi who was on the phone with the main music of the live broadcast also slowly said something incredible.

"My friend died a month ago, it was my fault."

"I want to accompany him..."

"He won't allow me to commit suicide."

Fragmented sentences pieced together a short story.

There was a pair of friends who were very close. One day, they encountered a traffic accident.

Originally, under Shenmuyi's negligence, he couldn't dodge, but his friend pushed him at that moment.

His friend died instead of him, and a week later, Shenmuyi saw his friend's ghost on the road near his home.

That day was the first time Shenmuyi failed to commit suicide.

Standing outside the locked door, Le looked up at the lights in the hallway.Under the light, a shadow that was expelled into the dark wanted to approach, but was too frightened by something to approach the door.

"I see, I know your wish and the reason."

The blue-haired boy sighed, he flexed his fingers, and knocked the door three times with his knuckles.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The door was opened from the inside, and the screen in the live broadcast room also turned black at this moment, and only the sound was transmitted to the audience outside the screen——

"It's a good story, I accept it."

There was the sound of some liquid splashing on the ground, and the scream of someone who didn't know it disappeared in an instant.

When the picture on the screen reappeared, it showed the door of Shenmu's house opened. The Shenmu's house didn't turn on the lights, and nothing could be seen in the dark background.Le stood at the door, with some suspicious red marks on his white cuffs.

He says--

"It's time again, who will be the lucky audience tonight?"

Baxun Ningning looked at the screen and felt that something was suddenly forgotten by her. It was something that she was very concerned about just now, but after only one second of a divided timeline, she forgot it.

The only thing I can think of is that one person's wish was fulfilled in the live broadcast room just now.

What did she forget... What was that person's wish?

Baxun Ningning held the phone tightly, and she found that her screen had changed.

The easter egg floated in the center of her mobile phone screen, and when a small wooden hammer smashed it open, ribbons flew, and a big "Happy" character appeared on her screen.

The host of the live broadcast room said in a cheerful tone——

"Congratulations on being the lucky audience tonight, please tell us your wishes."

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The author has something to say:

Suddenly opened a pit, and there was no saved manuscript, it is indeed me!Don't scold Lele qwq if it's my fault.

Lele’s persona looks at my copywriting or scarf avatar~

Thanks dads for mine! Mua! !

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