[Comprehensive] Late Night Radio

It is very dangerous to be awake at night and do nothing.

This is not to say that doing this is not good for your health, so it is dangerous. More importantly, when no one is around you at night, looking at the quiet night, people tend to think wildly.

This small warehouse was wrapped in darkness as if swallowed by a giant monster like Godzilla.

After the mobile phone could not receive the signal at all, I rummaged through the warehouse in the warehouse, trying to find a way to get out of here by myself.But there is nothing here except a lot of ingredients and groceries.

Not to mention finding a sledgehammer with which I could smash the door and get away.

Although I feel that if I smash the door and escape, maybe I will be asked to pay a lot of damages...

I refuse, if I have this money, I might as well buy a bunch of albums...!If it weren't for the critical moment, I would never choose to smash the door and escape.

Even so, there is absolutely nothing that can smash the door.

Moreover, this place is really just a simple warehouse!There's not even a place for the player(?) to explore... let alone discover a secret passage leading to the basement and discover the world's shocking secrets!

... a little disappointed.

I had no choice but to curl up in a corner and use my mobile phone to read the "BLEACH" comics I downloaded a few days ago.Recently, this manga that I have been chasing for a long time has come to an end. I have the illusion that my life has come to an end.

And my feeling about this ending is... I feel that I have spent so many years watching it in vain.

Betting [-] cents, the author Kubo ○ren wants to create a new era like the next door Kishimoto ○Shi and continue to make money.

...This kind of stamped ending simply destroys people's best wishes for the work.In the eyes of most fans, the adventures of the protagonists will continue, rather than stop there.Almost no one would like to see a plot where their beloved protagonist is not as good as before when he ages, and his status is replaced by a new generation.

After all, that's the main character.

The reason why people yearn for virtual things is because it is a virtual story, where there will be a surreal existence, and there are no rules to restrain the protagonist.

The virtual story will stop at the best time.Any further, and the story is corrupted by a monster called reality.

For example, the idols in the fictional story will all become the superstars that everyone looks up to, and they will be with the person they like in the end, and the story may end like this.

But if the same story is put into reality, when this idol gets old, he may withdraw from people's sight and be gradually forgotten by people...

this is the truth.

Even if I climbed to the superstar position step by step after becoming an idol, this is probably the result I got in the end.

Ahaha... what am I thinking.

If it's even worse, you may never be able to get ahead, and you can only be buried in the sight of everyone, letting the best time go to waste.

...That's why I hate realistic works.

No matter what I say, I will not bow to reality!

Well, this has nothing to do with the current situation.

Curled up in a corner, I leaned my head against the corner and fell asleep soon after being dazed.To be able to sleep soundly in this situation, I think that besides me, there are probably only brainless protagonists left.

To my surprise, I didn't dream...

No, actually it seems to be there, but I can't remember the content of the dream.It seems that as long as I think about the content of the dream, it will become difficult to breathe, so I refuse to recall this dream again.

In a trance, I seemed to hear someone calling my name, the voice was anxious like a mother whose child was abducted by bad guys...

No... Why is this voice so familiar? It's a man's voice?Could it be my dad...?Oh, how is it possible, my dad is long gone, isn't he...

Wait a minute, what am I thinking!Sure enough, the whole person seems to be stupid before waking up! ?

I woke up from my sleep, wiped away the tears I didn’t know why I fell, ran to the door and yelled out my throat, “I’m here, I’m here!!”

"Zero! Are you here?" Footsteps from outside stopped at the door.

"Here I am!" I was on the verge of crying (although I was already crying) for a moment, and I could finally get out of this damn place.

I knew he would come to save me!

He opened the door and walked over to me as if trying to reassure me.

"Why are you so slow..."

Originally, I wanted to say words like "thank you" and "you were able to find me", but as soon as I opened my mouth, it turned into a complaining tone, and I almost wanted to slap myself.

But he didn't care about it and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

"I knew you'd find me."

"It's really a pleasure to trust me so much."

"After all, you said that no matter where I am, you will find me."

When he wiped away my tears and I laughed foolishly with him, the accident happened again.

No one expected that the door would close automatically.

He hurriedly tried to open the door, but the door didn't move at all, just like when I was just locked in.

...What on earth are you here for?

For a moment, I wanted to complain like this, but I held back.

"It's locked up." He said this as if joking.

"Yeah, I've been locked up again..." I echoed, giggling a few times.

"...What the hell am I here for?" He slapped his forehead with one hand, and spit out what I just choked back.

"No, it's okay...! You see, at least I can feel more at ease if there are two of you..." It became me to comfort him...

He sighed and sat down against the wall.

"Sorry, I haven't stopped just now to find you. I'm a little tired. I'll take a break."

Relying on the faint light from the phone, I noticed that beads of sweat were dripping down his hair.

"Thank you for your hard work...you really worked hard." I dug out a tissue from my bag and knelt down to dry off his sweat. "Thank you for saving me. I'm really touched."

"For you, it's okay not to work so hard, right?" He didn't reject my movement, but just closed his eyes and let me wipe them for him.

"It's too much anyway." I took the opportunity to mess up his hair and sat down beside him.

"...Is this your attitude towards your savior?" He straightened his hair.

"As a result, the savior is now locked up with me, waiting for the next savior...?"

"..." He shook his head helplessly.

"We're not going to be imprisoned here until we die..." I said nonsense.

"As for the warehouse, someone will check it tomorrow, right? Don't worry, it will only be locked up here for one night at most."

Maybe to reassure me, he said.

but……

"This is what worries me the most..." I sighed.

"..." He was stunned for a while, then moved closer to me, and said in a playful tone, "If you say that, are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

"Yes, yes...! Otherwise!" I shrank back instinctively, but there was a hard wall behind me.If anything, I had nowhere to run.

"Didn't you tell me that it's very dangerous to be alone in a room with boys!" I added, "I think I'm in a very dangerous state now...!"

"...If you don't want to, I won't do anything."

"Then you mean, if I am willing, you are willing to do anything?"

It's a good thing he didn't complain, otherwise I guess it would take me a long time to complain about my brain circuit.

"Of course." In the dark, he grabbed my hand, "For you, I would do anything."

"..."

Sorry, I still really want to ask why you are so persistent with me.

However, I was a little scared to hear the answer of "because we are friends!", so I better not ask.

Well that's not an excuse at all.

"You, wouldn't it be nice to do more for yourself?"

I didn't break free from his grip on my hand. Holding hands at this time unexpectedly made me feel safe.

"I've always just been doing what I wanted to do."

"...It doesn't matter if I don't respond to you?"

"It doesn't matter if I don't respond."

"Stop... Let's not talk about such a sad issue. Although it seems that it has nothing to do with sadness... Anyway, let's stop this topic."

"..." He didn't answer, he accepted my proposal by default.

"Don't worry, we won't be locked up here overnight." After a long while, he suddenly said, "I'm not the only one looking for you, but also Itachi and that guy."

"……that guy?"

"It's Sasuke."

"...Huh? Did I hear you right?"

"It's Sasuke." He repeated, "When I was looking for you, I happened to meet them both."

"I seem to have disturbed your family accidentally, please accept my apology."

"Compared to this, can you tell me why you are locked up here?"

"Uh..." I hesitated, "Are you sure you want to listen...?"

"Ah, if you will tell me."

"...Actually, he ran in after the cat, but the door closed suddenly. As for the cat, it ran away before the door closed..."

I made up a random reason, no matter how I put it, I didn't want to tell him - it was his indirect result.

"You're really bad at lying, Xiao Ling."

"D-was seen through...?"

"Ah, if you use the reason that you got lost and accidentally ran here and got locked up, it may be easier to believe."

"...how can I be so stupid!"

"I guessed how much, those people did it, right?"

"... Who are the people you mentioned?"

"My support group?"

"Uh...you hit the mark."

Knowing that I couldn't hide it, I still told him the truth.

"Tsk."

After hearing this, he hammered the ground hard with the other hand, making a muffled sound.

"Wait, wait, wait...! Don't be like this, it hurts, isn't it!? I have nothing to do, so don't blame yourself...! And you've already found me, it really doesn't matter...! "

I hurried up to him and grabbed his hand that was beating the ground to see if he was injured.

...well, it's too dark to see.However, there was no feeling of liquid, and there should be no bleeding.

His behavior frightened me. Although I had guessed that he would be angry when he knew about it, I didn't expect him to be so angry.

"It's my responsibility."

He said so.

The next second, I fell into a warm embrace.

"Feel sorry."

"I have clearly said that I will not hurt you again, and I will not let you disappear from my eyes for the second time."

"... How could I let this kind of thing happen again."

The author has something to say: I really want to hug him (you shut up

The Grim Reaper is over, and I stood on the wrong CP again...very sad (.