Do you like Yu-Gi-Oh even if it's like this?

A stream of people, like a tide of zombies, rushed towards the direction of the black shadow with cold expressions.

　"…It's 'memory', right?"

After a slight pause, he said it all.

"Your so-called dark game, after your transformation, no longer kills people, but takes away memories - I understand it this way."

The first person was dressed in a suit.

He passed through the dark shadow's body with a slightly misty and silky feeling.

"…It's too late to find out."

The second person was a skateboarder in casual clothes. He walked through the shadows silently and expressionlessly. The mist was warm and smelled like antiperspirant.

"These people will take your memories away - I'll sift some and put them back, I have to sift them aside first... woo?!"

When the third person passed through the shadow's body, Haruka's eyes suddenly widened.

"...Do you think my memory is so easy to take?"

"This...this is..."

A completely different "memories" came flooding back from when Rashia was there.

The memory of killing.

"That's my friend."

The memory of cruelty.

"That's my enemy."

The memory of betrayal.

“Those are my parents.”

The memory of execution.

"That's my... love."

With every explanation from the shadow, Haruka lowered her head a little.

"My memories - that's all. Have you seen enough?"

——I can’t see it at all.

Just [emotions] were enough to push Haruka's head to the brink of collapse.

The dark, muddy, low-quality wine washed through every part of my brain. I could feel the desire to [kill the other person] at every moment, and the empty feeling of having nothing in my hands...

"Who are you...?"

Enduring the bloating and dizziness, Haruka raised her head and looked at the figure that seemed to have not changed at all even though she had lost a considerable amount of memory.

"...Boring. Is this the only question you have after reading those memories?"

(I didn’t even see it…!?)

The shadow snorted and shook his head.

"——Forget it, let's quickly deal with you. We still have to deal with the spider."

Then, he waved his arm down.

The figures around him all had a terrifying crack on their Adam's apple.

"Varied……?"

The [Killing Intent] as huge as a storm threw Haruka's consciousness into nothingness.

——Before that moment, she realized...

If urban legends were all monsters like this...

The dark side of that teacher is probably even greater than what I have seen.

And I am far away, never touched.

Ultra mainstream shadows:

Chapter 146 Touching Number

One is that the time slot has been suspended again, and the other is that I have to work hard for the final exam. I can’t fail the class I failed last semester again this semester. If I fail again, I will have to work hard (sad)

I have some ideas about the construction of Silver City. (referring to tcg)

However, suddenly② found (a bunch of common traps) to rescue the armed three sisters of the Silver City ()⒌≠｜6}＝⑷..

Abandon the weak hand pit and play the red rescue girl unfolded in t2!

There are great views ahead, please stay tuned.jpg

Ultra mainstream shadows:

Chapter 147 23 How can I be depressed and inferior to others for a long time! .jpg

"looking at what?"

“A boring novel.”

"What are you talking about?"

"Cuckold Literature."

"……what?"

"In the world view of hot-blooded comics, the male protagonist is the calmest and most rational one among the protagonists."

He opened the next page on the electronic screen.

"Facing the first boss, he collected all the information and suggested that the protagonist group take a detour - but his suggestion was rejected by his teammates who suddenly became enthusiastic. His teammates also won the boss in the process of fighting. His childhood sweetheart fell in love with the vanguard with the blood of the ancient dragon."

"……Oh."

"Facing the second boss, he worked hard to formulate a feasible plan, but his teammates fell into the trap and became suspicious. The boss also made special countermeasures against him, and in the end it was the vanguard who saved the day, and his fiancée was also bullied away - by the way, the reason why the second boss could alienate them was the vanguard's big mouth, but the protagonists were not aware of this."

"……Oh."

"He was already a walking corpse by the time he met the third boss. But the third boss was supposed to be the girl he had a chance to fall in love with again, but in the end, it was still because of Avant-garde, and in the end, Avant-garde got the girl - ah, this time he couldn't even be killed by a bull."

"…No, what's the point of this protagonist?"

"In ancient times, there would be people like this at the dinner table - because there was always someone to talk and laugh with at the dinner table, but the big shots would be unhappy if they were belittled... There would be a waiter at the dinner table as a target of ridicule."

——Who would have thought that the guy who is talking about cuckold literature in front of me is one of the three urban legends of this city...Udumbara [Police Officer].

He was still wearing the bandage cloak, not revealing a single bit of skin, but the difference was that this time, he no longer had that ethereal feeling. I could even directly observe the thin curves of his body... Or rather, he was too thin. Did he really have flesh in the normal sense?

——There was a silver chain around his neck, which he said had the effect of restraining the murderous intent in his body.

"There is more strange knowledge..."

"By the way, this comic, from the protagonist to the villain to the vanguard I just mentioned, is all loli."

“……………………No, I’m not interested in cuckold literature.”

——It has been promoted from stupid literature to the bottom line of Houbunsha.

"...What a long, subtle silence, you bastard lolita."

At this moment, we were sitting on a bench outside the botanical garden. Two lolis were lying on my knees, one on the left and one on the right, with their heads resting on my thighs.

Haruka was killed by Ubota alone, and Die... was killed because of the pseudo-dark game I played on her, which she had to complete, and then she fell into a coma.

"So, what are you going to do? The effect of a change of heart should be quite strong, right?"

Back to the point - this is also the first time I use this card without asking, and it's on a strange creature whose gender I don't know...

"But if you say this card can make me fall in love with you, you are kidding me. This card is not weak, but that's all."

His voice was slow... and somehow contained a hint of complexity.

"A good card is one that can stop you."

——Having said that, it’s still a bit surprising. With the strength of Miss Riddler’s cheat, she can’t do anything to this police officer... I even suspect that the genuine dark game has no effect on her.

If we want the intensity of a dark game... it should at least be to the point of being cut into pieces and made into a saucepan.

...But as the saying goes, you don't know until you use it. He probably doesn't know the impact of my dark game. If we can balance it out, both sides will be able to communicate a little.

"Well, my psychological model is a little more special. That card can only raise my favorability to friendly at most. If it goes higher, it will be mixed with murderous intent, and then the card will stop working intelligently..."

He was explaining in a friendly manner... At this point, He changed the subject:

"So what are you looking at?"

He glanced at my phone - a classic New Age gathering scene where both parties were chatting but staring down at their phone screens.

"In light novels... everyone has an R rating, and generally it goes up with age, from 6+ to 12+ or something like that."

"Huh?"

"The story of a twelve-year-old R18 kid and a seventeen-year-old male protagonist who is usually 12+ but R18G at critical moments."

"…Send me a copy."

——It seems that we have both investigated each other’s preferences.

In the absence of the last urban legend, the two of us are the closest and most likely to come into conflict, especially without Mu Dongren as the government's mediator, the possibility of conflict is much greater.

...For the sake of my stable life, I have to make some attempts at accommodation.

"You came all the way here today just to deliver a coffin?"

——I admit that I am not good at appeasement.jpg

"…I originally thought so, but I met someone I didn't expect."

"This guy?"

I pointed at Haruka.

“…No, this guy.”

He pointed at the butterfly.

"...?"