I am your deceased love sustenance 1

She died on the day they had agreed upon.

He died very suddenly.

The police fished out Qiansui's body from the sea. He had been stabbed several times and died from excessive blood loss in the sea water.

She just died like that...

Noshiro Chitose, just died like that?

"No, it can't be like this..."

The murmuring whispers came from the confused son who couldn't believe it. Deng didn't dare to look up at Qiansui's portrait.

It was a selection of photos they had taken on her birthday.

Qiansui in the story is so happy, but how could such a happy person die?

"If I hadn't been drunk that day... No, if that day..."

If I had made up my mind that day, whether I rejected Chitose or agreed to her... as long as I gave a clear answer sooner...

If I had made up my mind earlier, I wouldn't have drunk too much and wouldn't have made Chitose wait so late.

if only…

if…

if only…

if…

What's the point of thinking so much?

"Chitose is dead."

When Takamatsu Deng uttered these words, he finally accepted in his heart the fact that Noshiro Chitose was dead.

All of this could have been avoided if a response had been given sooner.

It was his own cowardice that killed Noshiro Chitose.

Mingming Qiansui has been teaching himself to be brave, to be a qualified adult, to be able to guide others, and to have better expectations for life.

But what about myself?

What on earth did I do that night when I couldn’t keep the appointment?

Let's have a drink.

what? !

I say, have a drink.

Takamatsu Deng walked on the street in a daze. She wanted to find something to fill her stomach, but as she walked, she came to Ring II where she and Chitose had their first drink.

"..."

【Come in and have a drink. One more drink and you'll forget the pain.】

I could hear Qiansui chattering in my ears, but the voice was very soft and disappeared quickly.

"Will drinking... allow me to listen to Chitose's voice a little longer?"

Interlude. Goodbye Chitose!!

Gao Songdeng walked into Ring Ⅱ, ordered a dozen beers, and sat in the private room to drink.

There is actually a row of seats outside the box, where middle-aged men who have just got off work often sit and talk about their miserable lives, but Gao Songdeng is not in the mood to listen.

As she drank ten bottles of beer, she seemed to see Chitose Noshiro standing in front of her.

The figure was young and beautiful, she was only twenty-two this year.

Twenty-two years old...

"Hey! Xiao Deng, Xiao Deng! Are you okay? Cheer up!"

Qiansui bent down and waved his phantom little hands in front of the lamp again and again.

"Xiao Sui?!"

"It's me! Are you unhappy? If there are any people you dislike, then kill them all! If it's too much trouble, we can just restart! Let's go down together!"

Qiansui walked up to the lamp in a careless manner and made a threatening face.

"That's right! The so-called life is just a piece of cake!" The lights were dim and she couldn't see Qiansui clearly.

I'm so tired. I haven't slept for many days.

"I feel like I'm getting more energetic. That's great! In that case..."

Qiansui's figure gradually faded. After all, it was just a drunken dream.

Gao Songdeng tried to reach out and hold on to it, but it was futile to hold on to something that didn't belong to her.

"Oh? No, Xiao Sui... No."

Chitose Noshiro wore Deng's pajamas and gently stroked Deng Takamatsu's cheek.

Her gentle rose-red eyes intoxicated Gao Songdeng more than the wine.

"It's because I love you that I show up. It's just an illusion. Don't drink anymore, Xiao Deng. Please don't miss me anymore."

"Don't, don't make me wake up! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, if I had thought it through earlier, if I could keep the appointment, if, if... don't do this, without you, I..."

Deng stared blankly at the emptiness in front of him.

She pulled the tab on a new glass of beer, her lips moving up and down with difficulty.

"I want to...see you again."

……

Today is the first weekend since Chitose Noshiro's death.

I think back to when I first met Chitose, we came home from Ring Ⅱ after drinking, ordered the cheapest 200 yen BBQ rice, steamed a bowl of rice in our rice cooker, and put the whole BBQ rice in the cooker.

Pour the rice sauce on it and stir it vigorously with a spoon. The fresh aroma of the barbecue and the sweetness of the salad dressing are perfectly blended together.

That was the happiest moment of the week.

I still remember that a few weeks later, Xiaosui and I performed on stage for the first time at Ring. The performance went very smoothly and ended in a leisurely manner.

She hugged me and spun around, praising my singing for being a beautiful voice and being able to be someone else's salvation. She also gave me a small cake for my birthday. I felt that I was the happiest person at that time, even happier than eating barbecue and rice after getting drunk.

Today is one week since Xiaosui passed away. I ordered a barbecue rice and it was delicious.

The shredded carrots and potatoes are cut into thin strips and pickled, and the combination with roasted eggplant is very novel.

They all taste like something I have never tasted before.

It turns out that you can choose your own side dishes for barbecue bibimbap. Xiaosui used to order these dishes, and she never told me about these things. The Korean fried chicken I ordered separately was still hot when it reached my hand. It must have tasted delicious.

I looked at other diners' packed barbecue rice and found that some of them came with salad dressing, but some did not. It seemed random.

I looked around for a long time and chose Korean fried chicken and bulgogi bibimbap, praying there would be salad dressing, but there wasn't any.

I should have told the waiter, but I was worried that the waiter would be annoyed by my meddling and disturbing me, and I don't want to be disliked by others.

My birthday was less than a month ago, Xiaosui passed away seven days ago, and I didn’t even get any salad dressing with my barbecue rice.

Ugh.

Ch34. Why are you so real!!!

"The ending with the death of a close friend is too common, not exciting enough, and lacks a touch of fantasy."

When the simulation ended, Chitose Noshiro slowly opened her eyes.

She commented, looking towards the ceiling.

Now...it was still that afternoon, and he was sitting on the sofa holding his sister Kyomoto Haizuka, with the midday sun shining outside.

That sun never seemed to set.

"But it's still reasonable."

Congratulations, host, for once again creating a life of misery for Takamatsu Deng. You've already begun to enter your current state, and you've shed your immaturity. Judging from your tactics, while you haven't yet completely exploited the opponent's surplus value, you've made significant progress compared to last time. Furthermore, you've realized the limitations of fighting alone and have begun to seek system cooperation. This is a rare occurrence and deserves praise.

[Regret Index Calculating… Congratulations to the Host on obtaining a lifespan of four years.]

[Remaining lifespan: five years and twenty-nine days]

【Overall evaluation: Medium】

"call…"

ended.

Three months in simulation, one second in the outside world.

That dream that I will never forget ended just like that.

Chitose cleared his mind, and his sister in his arms snored cutely.

That was a life, even if it was just a fragment, but the memory can’t be faked…

"What happened before the nap..."

Get up and take care of my sister. Ah... I remembered that I had some interactions with my neighbor Toyokawa Shoko.

"System, the light will come back..."

[Answer to the host: The system doesn't know. After all, a simulation is just a simulation. In a simulation, the duration of the host's death will only last ten years. In other words, I don't know either. Her quatrain may be good or bad, but what does it matter... Who cares?]

"..."

Takamatsu lamp…

You must live well for me.

I hope you can take this month's brief encouragement and live your life to the fullest.

"I wish you happiness, my sister."

……

Takamatsu's house, in the bedroom with the lamp on.

“No…no…no!”

Gao Songdeng, who had just taken a nap, almost suffocated.

"Wow... Another... Such a long dream."

Her whole body was covered in sweat, which soaked her bed thoroughly and even her pillow seemed to be able to squeeze out water.

Covering one eye, Deng looked up at the ceiling with his tired pomegranate eyes.

In the dream...

The little angel who was her younger sister yesterday has become her junior today.

They drank and played music together, and in the end, the other party was killed by an irregular killer because she broke her promise.

"Ah...ah!"

What happened next?

Why did such a good life fall apart like this!

“It’s my fault…I did something wrong…”

I can obviously be braver. If I take a few more steps, everything will be fine!

It’s really terrible to eat barbecue and rice alone!

Gao Songdeng rolled around on the bed, and finally rolled off the bed again.

Her body hit the ground heavily, but Gao Songdeng seemed to be unaware of the pain and continued to mutter:

"I'm sorry... I... You've been trying to teach me how to live my own life, but I was still a coward. Why did it become like this? Wuwuwuwu..."

It's just a dream.