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Isshiki Iroha stared at Lin Shu and muttered something. After a short silence, she blinked and asked, "Where's the senior? Why aren't you in school again?"

She felt a little scared that Lin Shu could kill someone as easily as drinking water and eating.

"Answering questions with questions is not a good habit."

Lin Shu shook his head, had no intention of talking to her any further, and turned to leave.

But suddenly, I heard the sound of small leather shoes running hurriedly from behind.

"Wait, wait a minute... Senior, why is Hirano-san..."

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"To put it simply, it all started with a death game..."

Lin Shu tried to be as concise as possible and gave the girl some basic knowledge about the [Death Game].

The girl's bright pupils dilated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A pair of lips, painted with delicate lip gloss and looking quite tempting, opened and closed slightly unconsciously.

After a while, he finally came back to his senses and said with some difficulty, "This is a lie... How could this happen?"

"Senior Lin, this is not funny!"

"You're quite good at climbing up the ladder."

Lin Shu looked at the tender little hands tightly hugging his arms.

Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about it.

This little girl is also very smart.

Those helpless chestnut eyes cast a pleading look at Lin Shu like a small animal, looking at him eagerly: "Senior, is there any way to deal with this death game?"

Who would have known that this seemingly prosperous world was so unsafe?

I'm afraid everyone will instinctively seek help from the strong people around them.

"No." Lin Shu answered decisively.

He himself is still in prison.

"Hehe, then, Senior, can you please protect Iroha-chan from now on?"

Issei Seiya gritted his silver teeth.

He quietly straightened his large chest.

Show a lovely and charming smile.

Glancing from the side of the forest, Isshiki Yu was leaning forward slightly.

It immediately gave her petite body, which was wearing a tight sweater, soft curves.

The high-waisted skirt perfectly emphasizes her slender waist.

The graceful calf lines are clearly visible through the delicate thin silk quilt.

I have to say, this look is really depressing.

But Lin Shu just glanced at it twice and refused without hesitation: "No."

"Why?"

Isshiki Caiyu put her hands on her hips and bit her lower lip unwillingly.

I thought that with my charm, it would be a piece of cake to win over a tall boy.

Who would have thought that Senior Lin Shu was as cold and hard as a rock.

I was completely indifferent to my cute self.

"There's no such thing as a free lunch." Lin Shu said calmly, "If you want me to protect you, I have to do it in exchange for some benefits."

"So...Senior, you are this kind of person."

Isshiki Iseyu was startled when she heard that, and stared at Lin Shu with a look as if she was recognizing someone all over again.

"What?" Lin Shu raised his eyebrows: "I have never concealed myself."

"Hmmmm~~"

Isshiki Iroha hummed a cute song, stroked her chest with her little hands, and leaned forward slightly.

He turned his head and cast a look in this direction with a hint of interest.

The two smiling lips also shone with bright colors, making her look a little more attractive.

"Nothing, I just think Senior is very interesting."

　173 It turns out that even in the boring high school life, I can still meet someone like Senior Lin.

"Compared to this... because of the noise just now, it seems like there's someone here."

Lin Shu frowned slightly.

In my mind's premonition, I sensed that about ten people with strong auras were rushing towards this side quickly.

"An official transcendent from Tokyo?"

He blinked, not wanting to meet with the official people for the time being.

He simply put his arms around the slender waist of the little girl beside him, turned into a gust of breeze, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Damn it! I'm a step too late."

After a while.

The tall, beautiful woman with a ponytail, dressed in a pure black police uniform, looked at the young man lying on the ground with his neck casually strangled and a look of astonishment on his face, with a hint of displeasure on her face.

"Motoko-senpai, you're angry again..."

Kuriyama Mirai, who was standing by, glanced at Aoyama Motoko who had a gloomy face.

The wise choice was not to bring bad luck upon yourself.

This girl has fluffy short brown hair, large-framed glasses hanging on her straight nose, and a petite figure. She has a unique temperament that makes her as lovable as a little animal.

"However, this time it wasn't that demon sword that did it."

Motoko Aoyama squatted down and examined the body carefully.

Those Sons of Sin Song can create a sub-body every time they injure someone.

After the offspring holds the knife, it can continue to spread.

The knife-wielding person will experience severe pain and mental shock, and will actively seek out targets to spread "sin songs" or even attack relatives and friends.

Judging from the wound, the person in front of him was obviously not the Son of Sin Song.

Just an ordinary player.

"Oh, I found this person's information."

Just then.

Suddenly, Kuriyama Mirai's surprised cry came from beside me.

"Motoko-senpai, this person is a student at Shunoin Academy, his name is Hirano Ryo."

"His family is considered a minor aristocracy. He's usually low-key and introverted, not good at speaking... He's kind of unknown at school."

"Hidenoin? That aristocratic school where 20 or so people died a while ago? Humph, these are truly troubled times."

Aoyama Motoko raised her eyebrows and waved her hand, stopping the girl's words. "He's dead, so forget about these irrelevant resumes. Use the Recognition Mirror to check his player profile."

'Oh. '

Kuriyama Mirai subconsciously shrank her neck.

I almost forgot, this senior's nickname is "Tiger" and he has an extremely hot temper.

She took out a palm-sized mirror from the storage space and looked at the corpse under her.

next moment.

In the empty mirror, a large green information stream of 010101 suddenly lit up.

Seeing this, the girl quickly pressed the mirror several times with her bandaged hands.

Soon, the other party's game information was found.

Hirano Ryo is a player who excels at mental manipulation.

The team he joined was the infamous Dark Team.

I am a quiet person in real life, but in the death game, I am a thug who does all kinds of evil.

Kuriyama Mirai continued, "This person was very powerful. He had reached level 12 before his death, and he had some good life-saving items... But even so, he was killed instantly."

"Can instantly break a level 12 player's defense..."

Upon hearing this, Aoyama Motoko's face instantly became solemn.

As a player herself, she knew very well how difficult it was to kill a level 12 player's defense in seconds.

Moreover, the opponent is a spiritual type with a weak body. In order to protect himself, he will definitely not be stingy with defensive props.

In other words, the player who killed Hirano Ryo in seconds must have crushed all of his stats.

"This is a bit of a problem... The Tokyo area has become quite dangerous recently because of the Sons of Sin Song... Now, a powerful player has suddenly appeared. I really don't know how the situation will develop next."

Because of the intervention of the Death Game, the international community has become quite turbulent.

Not to mention, it’s just an island country.

If it weren't for the fact that all countries are currently afraid of the punishment from the Lord God that prohibits them from destroying the progress of human civilization, they would have started fighting long ago.

The island nation is now also affected and has become quite chaotic.

The official is being gradually infiltrated by powerful players.

Extraordinary battles of all sizes occur from time to time.

If it weren't for that powerful woman coming out to support me, the island country's governor would probably have to be replaced tomorrow.