You say this is a love game?

"Uuhahaha!"

"Hmmmm!"

Ending: [Happy ending for all four! ]

Second life!

Mizutani Makoto pushed himself up with his hands, turned over from the ground, and raised his middle finger towards the cafeteria.

So what if I die?

Three seconds later, I'm a hero again!

As for you bunch of trash, I have written down all of them. You’d better pray that my development speed will slow down!

He continued to explore, this time choosing the direction of the square.

Right in front of the teaching building, a dolphin fountain was bubbling with water. A little further away, out of the reach of the water, a few pairs of beautiful legs were raised up on the edge of the fountain. It was the JK ladies hiding there, trying to trick people into falling for them.

But when Mizutani Makoto looked closely, he found that this time it was not only Miss JK's lower body that appeared, but also Miss JK's upper body.

Yes, the upper body.

The girl's uniform is a sailor-style uniform. Her face is as smooth as a mirror, without any wrinkles, not to mention her facial features. Her body ends at the waist, which is obviously a match for Miss JK's lower body.

But there is only one upper body here, but four lower bodies. Can Miss JK still hot-plug?

Mizutani Makoto was shocked, but didn't dare to go closer.

The reason is simple, it’s pure food.

He just tried it. Before, he could fight Miss JK without restrictions in a one-on-one battle, but in a one-on-three battle, it became a three-dog killing formation. He was controlled to death and operated to death, and there was no hope at all.

As for one against four?

He doesn't like eating red beans and doesn't miss lovesickness.

Makoto Mizutani lowered his head and crouched down to slip past the edge of the square.

This place is an exceptionally neat green belt, and you can vaguely see the artificial lake in the distance. However, this place always has a bit of a fire filter. The green belt that Mizutani Makoto saw was covered in withered grass and trees, presenting a dead brown color.

The map of the underworld, the monsters of the underworld.

Near the green belt, there are a large number of JK ladies in groups of three or five. Their half-bodies are either sitting on benches or leaning under the shade of trees. Many of them are jumping on the colorful brick road, just like the youthful girls in the campus.

Mizutani Makoto was secretly shocked. The density of these monsters was too great.

At this point, after comparing the actual data, Mizutani Makoto was certain that the map of Private Hiiragigaoka Academy had definitely been enlarged.

A larger map means more monsters can be packed in.

Okay, these are all resources for the future.

Mizutani Makoto gritted his teeth and accepted it.

But this caused him a lot of trouble when he was exploring the map. He would encounter small monsters after walking a few steps, and he had to carefully go around them.

Pointlessly stuffing monsters in there cannot cover up the fact that your map utilization rate is extremely low!

Further out is the school gate area.

The school gate area includes a parking lot, where of course there are many retro-style bicycles parked.

What surprised Mizutani Makoto was that there were no JK ladies in this place.

Instead, there was a group of short monks wearing tattered hats.

They were probably only half the height of Mizutani Makoto, with hats completely covering their heads and cloaks covering their body shapes, and were scattered around the wide school gate area.

I can understand seeing JK ladies and campus ghost stories in school, but what about these monk-like monsters?

Mizutani Makoto couldn't figure it out, so he aimed at a lone monk and strode forward.

This time he can take it easy, as he already knows the route to the school gate that bypasses Miss JK.

"Jiligulu!" The young monk yelled and rushed forward.

As expected, it was a hostile creature that actively attacked.

Mizutani Makoto pulled out a kitchen knife and held it across his chest, and the battle was about to break out.

He no longer insisted on holding the two swords, but held the kitchen knife tightly, temporarily putting aside his understanding of the two-sword style in Niten Ichiryu, and fought the enemy with the single-sword stance he had practiced.

The feet are placed with the left foot in front and the right foot behind, separated in front and back, and the knees are bent like bowstrings. This is the "middle section structure", the basic structure for single-sword weapons, and the most balanced posture for offense and defense. Thrust, slash, and block are all done in a single thought.

If there is a katana, the tip of the sword should be pointed at the enemy's throat, with the blade slanted downward.

The short monk pounced on him like a hound, but instead of going after his body, he insidiously scratched his legs.

It's attacking his lower body!

Sharp claws grazed his trouser leg, and Mizutani Makoto reacted quickly, spinning to chop at the short arm, which resembled a lotus root. The knife made a snapping sound, as if it had cut into some fragile structure. He bent his knees and pressed down—the monk's arm actually broke with a sound.

So crispy!

Mizutani Makoto never thought that he could chop off its arm with one knife!

The next moment, Mizutani Makoto swung the kitchen knife in his hand across his lower body, and the blade accurately knocked off the short monk's hat, revealing the bluestone head underneath.

Its solemn face, crowned with a jewel, resembled the sacredness of a Buddha statue, but was marred by the chaotic ferocity that filled its single eye.

The monk's single eye shone bloodshot, then shrank into a stone ball and crashed into his knees. Mizutani Makoto was a fraction too late, his trouser leg ripping open with a sizzling sound, and beads of blood oozed from his calf.

I realized it later and the stinging pain felt like a burning fire.

But this move also made the Stone Monk stiff. When the stone ball stopped and the Stone Monk's body stretched again, he suddenly saw a crack on the Stone Monk's neck, just like the marks left on the stone statues on the roadside by rainwater.

Send your foot forward!

This is a straight-ahead stride, the goal is to keep your center steady and swing your sword quickly and powerfully!

He pushed his front foot with his back foot and slid forward. The kitchen knife no longer chopped, but instead smashed the cracks with the back of the knife.

Keng!

Blood spurted out of Mizutani Makoto's mouth. The kitchen knife made a last cut before it slipped out of his hand, and the tip of the knife wedged fiercely into the crevice of the stone!

The stone monk's head was chopped off completely, and the Buddha head beads rolled to his feet with a "click".

The glow of the blood moon immersed him in light and shadow, but Mizutani Makoto's heart was still beating rapidly, and he had not recovered from the fierce fighting.

There were a few strands of stone powder stuck to the edge of the blade, which glowed with the unique blue halo of cold iron in the moonlight.

The next moment, the earth and rocks that rolled to the ground instantly disintegrated and turned into gravel.

Soul +12

[Kendo Niten Ichiryu]: 34/500 (Beginner)

Mizutani Makoto stood there in a daze for a long time.

The battle started suddenly and ended quickly. Even Mizutani Makoto himself did not expect that he would be able to cut off the stone monk's head so easily.

It's not just that he has a talent for fighting and swordsmanship.

More importantly, the strength of this stone monk... seems to be much weaker than that of Miss JK.

Could it be that……

This can't be done, right?

His lips trembled and he showed an expression of disbelief.

"Damn it, isn't Miss JK a zombie on the side of the road?"

"I've died four times, and you're telling me my spawn point isn't in the novice zone?"

Chapter 018 Lucky Strawberry Daifuku

The sky is falling.

Miss JK is not a zombie on the roadside.

Once again, a Lothric Knight!

Did you put a Luoqi in the novice birth point?

You fucking——!

Mizutani Makoto's head was buzzing.

He pursed his lips, and the dirty words were stuck in his throat. After thinking about it, he decided to put his image first.

"continue!"

After the battle, he was given 10 points of proficiency in the second-level first-class. With his current proficiency of 34, he only needed to kill 47 more stone monks to graduate from the "entry level" and enter the next stage of the second-level first-class.

Isn’t it just killing 47 monsters?

Thank you brothers!

However, the Stone Monk is not a roadside zombie who would take a beating without fighting back. Even if he really wanted to kill 47 short monks, he would probably have to pay with his life.

It doesn’t matter. It’s just life. Just give it to them.

Mizutani Makoto pulled off his rotten trouser leg, tied up his injured leg that was stinging like fire, and this time went to explore the school parking lot.

There were no injuries to his legs, just some scratches on the skin. After a simple bandage, it did not affect his movements.

Now, he wants to find the Stone Monk to kill.

But there is a sad news, the number of stone monks in the school gate area is not as dense as the JK ladies in the square and cafeteria areas.

Mizutani Makoto glanced over and saw that the open space on the school road seemed to have been forcibly enlarged, with only a few stone monks wandering around in the corners.

Their habits are similar to Miss JK's, and most of them gather in groups of three or two.

He didn't dare to mess with the gathered stone monks.

Can't beat it.

Mizutani Makoto killed two lone stone monks along the way. Because he had experience in confrontation, these two battles went more smoothly and he was not injured. This made him feel that his choice of birthplace was wrong.

It broke our hearts.

This time, I almost explored the entire parking lot.

There were no special monsters in this place. There were only seven or eight flashing spots of light hidden in the baskets of bicycles. He didn't dare to touch the treasures in the places where there were many monsters, but he had already collected all the garbage he could touch.

【Weak Soul】

[Description: Gain 50 souls after use]

[Comment: Why do I have to go to cram school at night? I’m so tired…]

He picked up three souls like this.

Compared to the souls picked up in the atrium, the complaints about their evaluations were slightly different, but the effects of use were the same. Mizutani Makoto stuffed them all into the system backpack and was quite dissatisfied with these garbage.

"No props?"

“Why are all the things I pick up souls?”

Mizutani Makoto originally thought that he could pick up weapons, blood bottles and the like, but now it seems that he was overthinking it.

Trash game!

The experience is terrible!

During the break, Mizutani Makoto fiddled with the bicycle in the parking lot and was surprised to find that this thing was not a sticker... Oh shit, this is not a real game, but a "other world" hidden in the shadows. He almost thought he was playing a soul game.

He got on his bike and suddenly noticed something.

【Blue Brand Bicycle】

[Description: An ancient bicycle with a long history, stained with a bit of resentment due to the environment, which can increase movement speed.]

[Evaluation: Run forward! Facing the cold stares and ridicule!]

The appearance is similar to the 28-inch bicycles in my hometown. This old-fashioned bicycle is not very easy to ride. It took Makoto Mizutani a while to ride it more steadily.

Among the many bicycles he has come into contact with, only this blue-plate bicycle is tainted with resentment. As for the other bicycles, they can only be used in the map and cannot be taken out.

He walked around a few times and then put the bike into his backpack.

Is it right to ride a bicycle to run the picture?