The goal of life is to break up all couples

However, today, everything she cherished has long since vanished. Ironically, this is exactly why she can stand here today.

Nagasaki Suyo's fingers brushed lightly across the photo, murmuring, "Don't say things you can't do... Back then, I truly couldn't shoulder the weight of your lives, so no matter what I said or did, it was all in vain, making people laugh. But it's different now... Everyone, wait for me. Soon... soon, I'll be able to shoulder the weight of your lives."

A rapid knock on the door broke Nagasaki Suye's brief nostalgia. She cheered herself up again. That short and happy memory was enough to support her to move forward without stopping. The company's current affairs still needed her to deal with.

-

Nagasaki Suyo rolled a dice full of faith, with a very high score.

Seeing Kyoko's excited expression, Yana encouraged him, "Another successful decision! It's clearly a risky and difficult option, but Nagasaki-san has managed to win every battle without a single failure. It's truly admirable! Up your wealth points!!"

Very good! Nagasaki Suyo breathed a sigh of relief and silently wiped the sweat from her palms. If she didn't take any risks, she had no idea how long it would take to accumulate enough wealth. She had to give it a try.

Time is starting to speed up!

Yamada Ryo and Nagasaki Suyo subconsciously looked at each other. They were the two people with the highest attribute values ​​on the field. One specialized in academic ability and the other specialized in wealth, but their final goals were actually not that different.

If there were anyone left who could be a rival, it would probably be each other, right? The others were nothing to worry about.

Honestly, Nagasaki Motoyo hadn't initially considered competing for Matsueda Azusa. After all, no matter how hard she tried, she had absolutely no chance. But as the game progressed, she was surprised to discover... her chances of success seemed quite high. Of course, she couldn't let this one-of-a-kind opportunity slip by.

Immediately afterwards, the dice fell into Miura Yumiko's hands again.

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In the narrow alley, the dim street lights cast mottled light and shadows, as if ghosts were dancing on the walls.

"boom!"

There was only a loud muffled sound.

As Yumiko Miura swung her last stick, the only gangster left on the field finally fainted on the ground.

The air was filled with a damp, pungent smell that made one frown. The stench of garbage and sewage mixed with the smell of blood was nauseating.

Yumiko Miura breathed slightly and slowly took off her sunglasses. Fresh blood seeped out of the bloodstains on the side of her face, and her arms were covered with bruises.

Wearing sunglasses is not to look cool, but to prevent the other party from using a strong flashlight to attack you.

Since becoming a gang leader, Yumiko Miura has encountered attacks like this countless times.

And now, with her about to inherit the gang and other possible candidates unwilling to give up the opportunity so easily, attacks like this are becoming more and more common.

This time she was only going out for a short while and thought nothing would happen in such a short time, so she only brought one or two bodyguards with her. Unexpectedly, she was still attacked.

She leaned on a blood-stained baseball bat and staggered out of the alley step by step.

For some reason, Miura Yumiko suddenly recalled a long, long time ago - or maybe not that long ago, but it seemed so far away from her that it seemed like a lifetime ago - when her parents had just inherited the gang's business, and she, as the daughter of a gang, still had the leisure to donate money to support an ordinary high school band.

Come to think of it, although she did not participate in the performances on stage, at most she was in the audience, or watching backstage, or occasionally went to the rehearsal room to watch them perform, but perhaps those days were the safest and warmest time she could experience in her life.

However, she later withdrew her investment. That was a helpless move. Her competitors didn't consider the band's relationship with her, Yumiko Miura, or whether they were friends, strangers, or simply employees. They didn't care. Just knowing that the band was funded by her was enough to drive them to attack the band and use it as a threat.

Besides, she had to spend her money on useful things at that time and didn't have any extra money to support an amateur band. At that time, breaking off the relationship might be a good choice for both parties.

After that, I rarely heard any news about them. It seemed that they disbanded.

what a pity……

It seems that anyone or anything that has anything to do with her always becomes unfortunate.

The feeling of dizziness became more and more intense, Yumiko Miura's vision became a little blurred, and her body seemed unable to support herself.

It was strange, how could I even imagine seeing someone familiar? It was just a long time since I'd seen them. Was this the scene I'd been desperately hoping to see the moment before I fainted? It was truly unexpected...

Matsueda Azusa was passing by the alley while chewing on a rice ball. When she turned around, she saw Miura Yumiko staggering out of the alley, looking in very bad condition.

He looked at her for a long time before recognizing her. He was a little surprised and said, "Isn't this Miss Miura? How come..."

Before she could finish her words, Miura Yumiko lost consciousness, her eyes fell into darkness, and her body fell forward weakly into the arms of the unsuspecting Matsueda Azusa.

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"Clam?!!"

Looking at the low number on her Health Check and the effect of the revealed Destiny Card, Miura Yumiko couldn't help but let out a groan. "How could I, a lady, have fallen to the point where I had to be picked up by a guy like Matsueda Azusa?! Is this right?"

"I haven't said anything yet, but you're already shouting!"

Matsueda Azusa complained, "I was doing well as an independent musician, about to turn a profit, and my life was starting to get back on track. I was about to have a glorious life, and now you come running to me! I was already having a hard time, and now you've gotten involved with gangs. How much damage has this caused me?"

"What are you talking about!"

Miura Yumiko curled her lips. "It's an honor for you to be able to help me! Why are you still trying to be an independent musician? Just help me to secure the succession of the mafia. Then when I'm rich, won't you be rich too? This is called a chance sent from heaven, don't you understand?"

While Matsueda Azusa and Miura Yumiko were bickering as usual, the eyes of Shiina Tatsuki, Yamada Ryo and Nagasaki Motoyo suddenly became sharp.

what happened? !

Why would such a plot occur? How could it be connected like this?! And they say there's no behind-the-scenes manipulation? How does that make sense?

He'd finally become a PhD from a top university or CEO of a top 100 company, and hadn't even started implementing his plans, when suddenly, his house was robbed by some inexplicable, golden-haired thug who appeared out of nowhere?!

Yamada Ryo couldn't help but think again of the night when Crychic fell apart. She had waited at the STARYY front desk for so long, only to hear the tragic news that Matsueda Azusa had been taken away by the yellow-haired guy...

Is this story going to happen again today?!

This, this can't be!

Yamada Ryo and Nagasaki Suyo looked at each other and decided that they couldn't wait any longer. They had to speed up, they had to speed up immediately!

Shiina Riki quickly waved his hand to interrupt the bickering between the two and said, "Okay, okay, it's my turn! Dice!"

182

Chapter 182 The drummer has ten days left to live?

The room was completely dark, and the moonlight filtering through the window couldn't even reach in at all, like a bottomless abyss swallowing everything.

The only light came from the lonely computer, and the halo of light shone on Shiina Riki's face, making her outline flicker and make her look extremely lonely.

She slumped in the chair in front of the computer, her messy long hair covering most of her face, with a few strands of hair hanging in front of her eyes.

After the band disbanded, compared to Matsueda Azusa who became an independent musician, she might be the one who had even less choice.

Because she spent most of her energy on the band, Shiina Riki's grades were not good enough to get into the school of her choice - no, then again, she didn't seem to have any school of her choice - perhaps the bigger reason was that she just didn't want to continue her studies.

At the same time, the musical level she developed through her short band career was not enough to support her as an independent musician.

Faced with this dilemma, Shiina Riki could only barely find a job as an instrument teacher in a music tutoring institution, and make a living by teaching children to play drums.

At what point did her life begin to fall into this unstoppable, ever-falling, never-ending abyss?

Shiina Riki didn't have the luxury of pondering such metaphysical questions. Perhaps that band had become the only reason she needed to keep moving forward in this world without stopping.

Even though the band had disbanded a long time ago, and the contact between the members had become increasingly scarce as they grew older, Shiina Riki always thought to himself that one day, perhaps the band would be rebuilt again.

To this day, she still composes new songs for the long-disbanded band without interruption. It seems to have become a deep-rooted habit of hers, an indispensable part of her boring life - go to work, go home, compose music, sleep, go to work - her life is like an Ouroboros that eats its own tail, a perpetual cycle without change.

Shiina Riki's eyes were empty and vacant, as if she had long since lost her passion and anticipation for the world. The real world seemed to have become a detached, abstract concept unrelated to her, like an object she was told existed beside her, yet invisible and intangible. She stared mechanically at the computer screen, her fingers aimlessly tapping away at the keyboard, occasionally touching the mouse to slowly move the audio track on the music arrangement software.

After writing a hundred songs, would her former band return? She didn't know, and she didn't dare to think about it. Perhaps a moment of deep reflection would make her realize the meaninglessness of her life.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of cigarettes, the traces left by Shiina Riki's countless cigarettes. The ashtray was already filled with cigarette butts, and a few unextinguished cigarettes were still emitting smoke, sparks flickering in the darkness.

Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness came over me without warning, followed by a gradually accelerating heartbeat and uncontrollable muscle twitching.

Cold sweat kept pouring down her forehead, and for a moment, Shiina Riki felt like she could barely breathe. She reached out and clutched her chest, feeling as if a gear had jammed. With every heartbeat, she felt an unbearable, sharp pain.

-

"hiss……"

Yana saw Kyoko looking at Shiina Riki's character card with embarrassment, "Shiina-san, aren't you pushing yourself too hard? Your health has dropped to a dangerous level. If you keep going like this, you might even drop to zero and die suddenly."

Shiina Riki suddenly noticed her health value. Since no one else had triggered any events related to this value, it didn't seem very important, so Shiina Riki had subconsciously ignored it. But now it seemed that she might have pushed herself too hard.

Even Matsueda Azusa couldn't help but speak up and said, "Although this is indeed in line with your personality, and it's just a game... I still feel that if we continue like this, something might go wrong. In any case, it's better not to push yourself too hard."

Shiina Riki's eyes flickered. She knew it was just a game, and even if she held on to the long-disbanded band in the game, it wouldn't have any impact on reality. But even so... even if it was just in the game, she really didn't want to let go.

Besides...Matsueda Azusa persuaded her so gently, how could Shiina Riki have the heart to let go?

Even if it is just embracing that glimmer of hope in fantasy, Shiina Riki would rather indulge in it and enjoy it.

This scene left Hikigaya Hachiman and Numizu Kazuhiko stunned. Playing a game like this... and it was clear they weren't doing this to win the game, or even for any other purpose. So what was the purpose?

Hikigaya Hachiman swallowed his saliva and glanced cautiously at Matsueda Azusa. This guy, the Minister, had actually been making friends with someone with such an extremely high gravity. If he continued like this... one day he might be kidnapped and imprisoned in a dark basement...

No matter how you think about it, it's a bit too scary.

At this moment, Yana saw Kyoko hand the dice to Shiina Riki again: "Shiina-san, given your health value, you have one health check before the end of your turn."

Shiina Riki took the dice blankly and threw it casually.

Seeing Kyouna looking at Izume, Yana hesitated and said, "...The test failed. Shiina-san, uh..."

Seeing the failed test result and Yanami's hesitant tone, Shiina Ritsuki was instantly overwhelmed with an uncontrollable panic. Was she going to die? Just like that, silently, without accomplishing anything, losing her life in a complete failure?

He failed to save the band, achieved no success, and failed to mend his relationship with Matsueda Azusa. All his time was wasted on meaningless self-torture and self-admiration. Is this short life about to come to an end?

How...how could this be? This shouldn't be the case...

In fact, Shiina Ritsuki knew very well in her heart that she had many opportunities to reconnect with Matsueda Azusa, but... she hesitated, she was afraid - not the "Shiina Ritsuki" in this second life, but herself.

She was afraid that being too enthusiastic and proactive in her contact would make Songzhi Zi find out that she was not as she had promised before. As long as they could continue to be friends, it would be enough. She was afraid that Songzhi Zi would find out that she still had feelings for him.

Shiina Riki cannot express her love as openly and bluntly as Yamada Ryo, nor does she have the same luck as Miura Yumiko. Even though she keeps talking tough, she seems to be pushed by some force and has an intersection with Matsueda Azusa.

Therefore, unable to overcome her fear, she could only hide all these emotions in her heart like a rat in a gutter, not daring to show them. Even if it was just in the game, she could only transfer all her feelings to the matter of "arranging music for the disbanded band."

Actually it wasn’t for the band, it was just for Matsueda Azusa.

What a twisted love, but Shiina Riki herself fully understood this. She couldn't express it to Matsueda Azusa, so she could only express it to the endless emptiness, and could only move herself - she didn't do this to move herself, but it was the only way.

Shiina Riki sighed deeply, a mixture of regret and relief. Perhaps this was her destined fate.

But Yana saw that what Anna said next was not what she expected.

"You're in the hospital."

Yana saw Kyona looking at Shiina Riki with pity, "Mood value has dropped significantly, wealth value has dropped, and health value has risen slightly to critical value."

Shiina Riki was surprised - it was just hospitalization?

As if she knew what Shiina Riki was surprised about, Yana explained to Kyoka, "Your health will only be reduced to zero before you die! Shiina-san, you've reached the critical value now. If you fail the first health check, you will be forcibly sent to the hospital. This should serve as a warning."

"Oh, by the way, let me check your social circle. According to the rules, your friends will come to visit you—this is a special plot round and does not consume normal game rounds."

Yana saw Kyoko glance at the mark on the character card and said, "Shiina-san, your only friends are Buchou and Nagasaki-san."

183

Chapter 183 I want to support him!

In the ward, a cold white filled the space, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

Shiina Riki lay on the hospital bed, her face as pale as paper, almost blending in with the white surroundings. Her messy hair lay scattered on the pillow, having lost its former luster. A few strands of hair stuck to her forehead, trembling slightly with her weak breathing.

"Tuk tuk..."

With the sound of hurried footsteps coming closer and closer, Nagasaki Suyo and Matsueda Azusa hurriedly appeared at the door of the ward.

Shiina Riki looked up in surprise, a faint blue hue visible under his eyelids, "Why are you here..."

Nagasaki Suyo was wearing a suit that looked very expensive, and her expression seemed a little anxious. Even the suit was covered with wrinkles due to fast walking, as if she had rushed all the way from the company.

Matsueda Azusa also looked disheveled, with messy hair. He must have just rushed over from home.

"Why are we here? If your colleagues hadn't noticed you hadn't been to work all day for no apparent reason, and hadn't been able to contact you, and hadn't found you passed out at home, and hadn't called an ambulance to take you to the hospital... I don't know what would have happened to you!"

Nagasaki Suyo's tone became much more aggressive due to her anxiety and worry.

Shiina Riki looked at Nagasaki Soyo in front of her and felt a little nostalgic for a moment. When they were in the band, it was she who used this tone to teach Nagasaki Soyo a lesson for not practicing well. Unexpectedly, now she is the one who is being taught a lesson by her.

Songzhi Zi scratched his head and said helplessly: "Besides your colleagues, there are only two of us left in your phone's contacts. So the hospital can only notify us to come over."

He sighed and looked at Shiina Riki lying on the hospital bed. "Fortunately, the report doesn't seem to show that you have any serious illness. It's just that you fainted due to lack of rest for a long time and extreme fatigue... Although I don't know what you've been busy with recently, Riki, you still need to rest well. Don't push yourself too hard."

Shiina Ritsuki felt inexplicably guilty and subconsciously looked away, but he only saw his elongated, distorted shadow on the wall under the dazzling white light from the ceiling.

Alas, her life was ruined by this band.

Seeing Shiina Riki's frail appearance, Nagasaki Motoyo secretly clenched her fists. As expected, disbanding the band had been a huge mistake. Look at what Shiina Riki had become... This couldn't go on any longer. Her plans had to accelerate again. She would sacrifice everything she had to restore the good old days.