You say this is a love game?

How great would it be if he had 220 million RMB instead of 220 million yen?

At this exchange rate, isn’t that 4300 million yen?

In a place like Night Light City, what second-hand house can’t you afford?

Embracing his old folks' unique ambition and obsession with "house", Mizutani Makoto put down his phone, and as he thought about it, he gradually fell asleep.

Yoshiko Satori was still chatting with him.

But as they were chatting, she suddenly realized that her older brother had closed his eyes, his chest was rising and falling, and his breathing had become extremely steady.

"...!"

Little God of Fortune, quickly cover your mouth.

She carefully observed the apartment. As Mizutani Makoto fell asleep, the apartment suddenly became unusually quiet, and she could not even hear the slightest sound.

"I haven't even had breakfast yet..."

The little girl muttered to herself.

"If you skip breakfast, you'll be malnourished, right? And a day's plan begins in the morning. If you skip breakfast early in the morning, you'll have no energy for the whole day... You're such a fool, big brother."

Can you still take care of yourself like this?

Absolutely not.

This kind of casual lifestyle and three meals a day... It is easy to imagine that if no one is looking after the big brother, his lifestyle habits will inevitably deteriorate to the point of collapse!

That's why she needs to take care of her big brother!

"Well……"

Finally, everything ended with a slightly dull nasal sound.

Yoshiko Satori slowly lay down.

The tatami was a little crowded, but fortunately she was a Zashiki-warashi, her body was almost ghostly, and under deliberate control, it was almost weightless. Even if she was squeezed in the corner, next to Mizutani Makoto, she would not give him an overly substantial sense of heaviness.

Careful, careful...

Yoshiko Satori lay on the bed, her hands supporting her cheeks, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of Makoto Mizutani.

very nice.

Compared with those male stars on TV, he is just a little less well-dressed. The modeling is really powerful.

Big brother is always very handsome.

It is because he is so handsome that I like him even more when I occasionally see his unknown side.

I really want to put big brother on my lap!

Just like when she was very young and her mother was not sick yet, she would coax her to sleep... Even in the early stages of her illness, her mother would put her on her lap in the hospital and coax her to sleep.

It's a very satisfying feeling.

But why does the older brother seem so resistant?

Yoshiko Satori sighed helplessly, but she also knew that she shouldn't disturb Makoto Mizutani at this time, let alone lift his head up.

I'm afraid that Mizutani Makoto will wake up from his dream halfway through this action.

Let’s try another approach.

This is what she wanted to do before...

"Sleep so soundly."

Yoshiko Satori squeezed into the quilt, relying on the spirit's ability to transform between reality and illusion, she arched her head, adjusted her posture slightly, and then fell asleep leaning against Makoto Mizutani.

"hey-hey……"

A silly laugh.

As mentioned before, Kako Satori still has the nature of a "spiritual body" in her essence. She has a cool aura all over her body and her body temperature is much lower than that of ordinary people... She feels icy cool to the touch and is an excellent pillow for summer.

"……Um?"

Mizutani Makoto was in a daze, and felt like there was a cold pillow in his arms. It felt soft and sticky when he hugged it, and it felt so damn good.

Smack your lips.

Use your hands and feet to weld this pillow shut and don't let it run away.

……

……

Mizutani Makoto slept until the afternoon, and his biological clock collapsed. He kept saying that his father would play with him in the next life.

But he was refreshed.

When I woke up and opened my eyes, I found Satori Yoshiko in my arms. For a moment, my expression became a little awkward.

Kids, this wasn't me.

Mizutani Makoto stretched himself and lazily got up from the bed. Then, on a whim, he took advantage of the afternoon light and went out to the street with Satori Yoshiko.

He said he would take a break today.

Since I'm free anyway, I might as well accompany Jiazi for a walk. This girl seldom went out before, so it's a rare opportunity for her, so of course she's very excited.

He would occasionally think that although the child had become a Zashiki-warashi, he seemed to be able to give her a relatively happy childhood... Of course, this was the same situation faced by Yasuhiko Satori. His main energy was focused on playing Soul Tour, and he was also lacking in taking care of Kako.

Oops.

Following in his uncle's footsteps.

But compared to Yasuhiko Satori, this is not something he has to do all the time, and he is relatively flexible in making time for it.

In front of the crepe shop, Makoto Mizutani was queuing in the crowd, holding a child in his hand.

It has been mentioned before that Satori Kako can decide whether to be observed by others. Since they are shopping, Mizutani Makoto certainly won't let her attack as an "invisible person". It must be a combination of brother and sister that is more intimate.

Yoshiko Satori also likes this way of traveling.

Coming out of the crepe shop, the child was eating the crepe in her hand like a hamster. Yesterday's spirit core was still being digested, and her stomach felt a little full, but Satori Yoshiko still ate happily, mainly because Mizutani Makoto was also eating a crepe next to her, and she liked the atmosphere very much.

Only a day like this can be considered as caring for empty-nest mothers.

It is Saturday.

At the end of the day, Mizutani Makoto had been planning to go into the crevice and brush it, but Satori Yoshiko tugged on his arm, saying, "Since it was a break, why not take the night off as well? Working the night shift wasn't a break at all! Anyway, those three exploration opportunities wouldn't disappear, so they could continue brushing it on Sunday morning or Sunday afternoon."

Today, she must drag Mizutani Makoto to have a good sleep!

Mizutani Makoto agreed.

So, when he came back online, it was already Sunday afternoon.

He entered the crevice in a clean outfit and went online at the school building.

"Mr. Mizutani, we meet again."

Furuya Ruriko couldn't see anything, but she could feel a ball of warm light taking shape in the void, and she knew it was Mizutani Makoto coming.

Mizutani Makoto exchanged a few words with her, and the quiet school building suddenly became a little lively.

Furuya Ruriko smiled and seemed to be in a good mood.

Mizutani Makoto saw it all.

hiss……

Why are there so many empty-nest elderly people everywhere?

Mizutani Makoto coughed lightly, dispelling all the difficult thoughts in his mind.

He chatted with Furuya Ruriko for a few more minutes to ease the loneliness of the shrine maiden who was alone, and then he planned to leave the school building.

In the middle of the corridor, when passing the stairs, Mizutani Makoto couldn't help but stop.

This is the first floor.

Needless to say, going upwards is a natural thing to do as this school building has three floors.

However, the staircase structure of the school building had downward steps.

The stairs leading down were blocked by something like vines or roots.

It's a tree root.

Makoto Mizutani tried to pry these root-like things apart, but found that he couldn't do it at all. They felt as hard as steel and completely blocked the stairs going down.

This reminded him of the club building, the fourth floor that was blocked by tables and chairs.

What a crappy game. Why are there walls everywhere in your map design?

He had been puzzled several times when he passed by before, but he had been busy with a lot of things recently, so he put the school building aside for the time being.

Now...

Mizutani Makoto looked up at the upward stairs, and suddenly heard the sound of tables and chairs moving on the right. He turned around and found that Furuya Ruriko had taken the initiative to open the barrier made of tables and chairs.

The figure of Furuya Ruriko appeared in the field of vision again. The shrine maiden looked up and faced him from a distance of dozens of steps.

"Lord Mizutani, your current strength is not enough to explore this area."

Furuya Ruriko didn't want Mizutani Makoto to die for no reason, so she took the initiative to remind him.

"Am I not strong enough?"

Mizutani Makoto was stunned for a moment, feeling surprised. He was at the peak of the Paper Level, who could possibly kill me... Well, that was a bit crude to say, but given his Paper Level strength, it was normal for him to have places he couldn't go.

There might be something dirty upstairs.

The person who could make the witch remind him on her own initiative must be no good person.

"I'm very obedient."

Makoto Mizutani would occasionally let his curiosity kill the cat, but if he knew the outcome, he would definitely not do it.

Go directly to the cafeteria.

Along the way, he casually chopped down a few JK ladies to keep his hand feeling, and chopped all the way to the front of the gymnasium and found Kurosawa Ryohito.

He has already collected "Mirror 1" and "Mirror 2", and is qualified to explore the world in the mirror.

However, considering that "The Contrast Mirror" itself is a campus ghost story, and a horrific murder ghost story at that, Mizutani Makoto felt it would be better to learn about it in advance.

After Kurosawa Ryojin gave him a 10% discount on friendship, the price of the information was only 450 souls.

A full 50 souls are missing, that’s 50!

Mizutani Makoto couldn't help but grit his teeth when he thought of how good Lao Hei treated him.

"A mirror?"

Kurosawa Ryojin seemed surprised by Mizutani Makoto's topic.

"Brother, have you found the mirror?"

"I have collected them all. You are so surprised. Is there something special about this strange story?"

"Not really."

Kurosawa Ryojin waved his hand and explained.

"This ghost story has been missing for some time."

"Missing?"

"Well, I don't know when it started, but I can't find it in this crevice anymore."

According to Kurosawa Ryohito, the mirror disappeared three years ago.

From a certain moment on, he could no longer sense the existence of the mirror, but he had a vague feeling that it seemed to still be in the crack.

"The only thing I can be sure of is that it didn't leave for the real world. Otherwise, the erosion of the fissure would have been much more severe."

Makoto Mizutani took out the comparison mirrors. The surface of the mirrors was covered with a layer of dust, making them look like old items from the last century.

Mizutani Makoto pondered, "I found the first mirror in the cafeteria's basement, and then I found the second one in Beethoven's portrait."

"On both of them?"

Kurosawa Ryojin frowned, looking thoughtful.