You say this is a love game?

Zashiki nodded vigorously.

Soon, she worriedly asked, "Big Brother looks so tired, do you want to take a day off?"

Mizutani Makoto waved his hands, feeling that he was not that fragile yet.

"After all, I also practice kendo, so my body should be getting stronger and stronger."

This is Mizutani Makoto's judgment of himself.

The improvement of attribute values ​​does not necessarily have to be obtained through the system.

For example, Mizutani Makoto's recent life - he would practice kendo with a wooden sword in the evening, and imitate Boss Cao to kill people in his dreams at night. Although his attribute values ​​remained unchanged, he could feel that his body was indeed becoming stronger.

The reason why the attribute value has not changed may simply be because there is no calculation after the decimal point. Once its quantitative change accumulates into a certain qualitative change, there will be changes such as "strength +1" and "physical strength +1".

“But it’s also strange.”

While delivering newspapers, Mizutani Makoto felt something was wrong.

Lack of sleep for a long time would indeed make him tired, but the blessing of spiritual power made his body and mind extremely resilient. The last time he was on the verge of the limit, he had been working hard for five consecutive days, and recently he had only worked hard for three days. Moreover, his physical fitness had improved. Why did he feel that his mind and body were approaching the limit so quickly?

Besides, the feeling this time is much clearer... I wasn't this tired last time, right?

Mizutani Makoto couldn't figure it out.

wow-

At the corner, the gap in the rolling shutter of the drugstore was lifted, and the steel was rolled upwards with a noisy sound, startling the sparrows on the top of the telephone pole, causing them to fly violently and some feathers to fall down.

Under the telephone pole, Makoto Mizutani passed by on the newspaper's bicycle. After delivering the newspapers, he went straight to the 24-hour convenience store on the street.

He parked his bicycle outside the convenience store window, walked into the store wearing his newspaper delivery boy's professional hat, and came out with two more breakfasts in his hands.

"Welcome to visit us next time——"

There was no enthusiasm in the voice of the cashier working the night shift.

Outside the store, Mizutani Makoto took out his cell phone - 5:11.

The sky was the grayish-white of a mackerel's belly.

He looked for a while, and when he felt a little more refreshed, he returned the bicycle to the newspaper office and walked towards the apartment.

Today is Tuesday, there are no natural disasters or man-made disasters.

Work, go to school, work, go home.

Peaceful daily life.

If there was anything interesting, it was that Mizutani Makoto agreed to buy rice and groceries for Zashiki yesterday, but the result was not satisfactory.

Rice is very expensive. A few days ago, someone even put up the slogan "Add 10% wheat to the lunch box". But based on his experience, buying rice is actually the easiest way, after all, you just need to pay.

Buying groceries is a science!

Makoto Mizutani's cooking skills are currently at the level of "scrambled eggs" and "egg fried rice".

Standing in front of a wide variety of ingredients, he immediately fell into a fear of making choices.

I just bought some decent vegetables and meat, and that was considered completing the mission.

"How about... I go to the supermarket with you next time, big brother?"

"..."

Something broke.

Zashiki hurriedly explained that it wasn't that he disliked Mizutani Makoto's reckless buying of vegetables, but that if she knew a little more, she wouldn't be wasting them like she was doing now, and she could have eaten something more delicious...

Someone squatted in the corner, quite frustrated. What should he do after being defeated by a little girl in common sense?

Why does he look like a giant baby?

Monkey Brother: So annoying!

"Let's go together next time." Mizutani Makoto agreed to Zashiki's suggestion.

"Hmmmm!" The girl nodded at an extremely fast speed, showing an expectant expression.

But the next time will be the day after tomorrow, right?

The portions of food he bought exceeded the limit, so he should try to finish them.

Okay guys, it’s time to play the game!

As midnight approached, Mizutani Makoto was ready to go, so he forced himself to stay awake and followed his dream into the crevices of the private Hiiragigaoka Academy.

My vision was swallowed by darkness.

The Youth Development Manual is launched!

……

……

The next day,

Today is Wednesday.

When Mizutani Makoto woke up, he felt that the sky seemed to be dark.

I took out the phone from the pillow - 3:19.

It was indeed not yet daybreak.

Mizutani Makoto woke up from his sleep less than an hour later, feeling weak all over.

...Zashiki?

The phone lit up with a faint light.

In the darkness, Mizutani Makoto saw the red-clothed woman lying quietly beside his pillow, her soft little face and closed eyes, like a delicate porcelain doll in the dim world.

He got up slowly and went to the bathroom.

pat.

The lights come on.

The young man in the mirror had a pale face, dark forehead, puffy dark circles under his eyes, and looked like he was dying of kidney deficiency.

Chapter 041: Man, won’t you touch my head?

"?"

Wait a minute, who is Mr. Shenxu in the mirror?

Mizutani Makoto's first reaction was that he was dreaming.

Pinch your thigh.

hiss!

It really hurts!

Makoto Mizutani stood in front of the mirror and took more than a minute to reluctantly accept this reality, but the absurdity that followed made him frown.

Is he really suffering from kidney deficiency?

Bah! Impossible!

There is definitely evil at work!

His recent experiences have broadened his horizons, and with the cases of Kohei Sakamoto and Hideo Takahashi in the past, when faced with this kind of incident, Mizutani Makoto's first reaction was that he was being targeted.

——Some demon or monster is hiding in the dark, secretly harming people.

The light in the bathroom was not very bright. Mizutani Makoto looked away from the mirror. In order not to disturb the people who were resting on the zashiki, he turned off the light and began to think seriously in the dark.

This incident did not come without warning.

It seemed that he had felt something two days ago.

Mizutani Makoto thought about what happened last weekend - he was indeed so exhausted that he had to go fishing offline to relieve stress, but that incident was in the past. The rest on Saturday made him full of energy. He was full of energy all day on Sunday and even played six lives in a row in the evening.

Then, he entered the time when he felt tired for the first time.

—Waking up on Monday.

From the perspective of the conceptual god of hindsight, the slight fatigue he felt at the time should have been the starting point.

But what exactly happened then?

Mizutani Makoto looked confused.

If you insist on saying there are any changes, it's nothing more than his uncivilized massacre in the cracks, which accidentally awakened Tang Shizi. Then he went to find Miss JK to kill everyone, and was finally punished by the human model.

...human model?

Thinking of the organ hunter from the underworld, Mizutani Makoto's face turned as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

Mobile phone - log in!

"Question: Seven Unbelievable Events on Campus - The Human Model in the Biology Classroom. Is there a more infernal version of this thing?"

Yes, after doubting everything that could be doubted, Mizutani Makoto set his sights on this monster.

It must be the work of a naturally evil ghost!

When Mizutani Makoto was investigating "Private Hiiragigaoka Academy", he searched for a forum that focused on supernatural stories such as ghost stories and strange stories.

Due to his subsequent experience, he spent some time in this forum, and from time to time he would go to see which guys were making up horror stories, as if he was treating it as a database of ghost stories.

While searching on the Internet, Makoto Mizutani sent a message asking for help.

The search for the ghost story made no progress. The human model ghost story was rather stereotyped, unlike the Thirteen Steps, which had many variations. What he was looking for did not fit the description at all.

Forget it, it’s the right era now.

Mizutani Makoto brushed his hair back.

He murmured, "I am also a man with a substitute."

"DS! Deep Thought! Let me see your strength!"

【The server is busy, please try again later. 】

"..."

Trash Ai!

Mizutani Makoto slid down slowly with his back against the wall. In an instant, a reliable backing was shattered, and his trust was also shattered.

I shouldn't have believed you!

Mizutani Makoto returned to the forum. Should we say that it is worthy of being a forum that focuses on supernatural events?

A bunch of night owls!

You're not sleeping late at night, just looking here to see if there are any new posts, right?

What? A mannequin? A hollowed-out body?

"You mean... if I encountered a mannequin in my dream and had my internal organs ripped out, would that affect reality?"

[Wow, what a rich imagination! This is all nonsense.]

【wwwwww】

[Seriously, are you sure you didn't encounter the gold-draining succubus from your dream? Or is the mannequin you encountered a girl's figure?]

[You bastard, what on earth was taken out of you?! ]

The kidneys and all the living organs in the body.

Seeing that his old friends were so enthusiastic, Mizutani Makoto took advantage of the situation and asked a different question:

"Then are there any monsters or strange stories that can make people pale, listless, and weak in the limbs... Oh, and this process is continuous."

[Ah, are you looking for——Succubus? ]

[I’m fantasizing again, fantasizing that I can be like the OP and encounter the succubus Da Nana late at night…]

[To be frank, I think what the OP needs most is this—Liuwei Dihuang Wan.]

Forget it, we can’t count on this group of fun people.