Yu-Gi-Oh! Your Friends Are Fighting Out of the Underworld

Chapter 51 Hello, House Child
"A strange... no, a familiar ceiling."

When You Ming opened his eyes, what he saw was a white-painted ceiling.

Under the light, simple furnishings are displayed around - an ordinary dining table, an ordinary TV, and various ordinary cabinets.

Of course, there was also the ordinary sofa where he lay.

"Really? I'm back here."

After sorting out his thoughts, You Ming couldn't help but sigh.

So what exactly is this?

There are no duel points.

The wounds did not heal.

In a sense, being dealt a hand of cards and sent back to the room of your heart is more abstract than being sent to the ICU.

"So, system, do you know what's going on?"

Of course, there was no response.

"Forget it. I didn't expect you to play a bigger role anyway."

The silence that seemed like pretending to be dead made You Ming roll his eyes. After getting up from the sofa, he stretched.

"Mom, are you there?"

After a round of inspection, the entire living room was quiet. Even the familiar figure who was supposed to be here was gone.

An inexplicable tranquility spread, as if an invisible hand was blocking the throat, making it difficult to breathe.

The feeling as if something was covering his body made You Ming shiver.

"It's not here... No, it's not set up here."

If you think about it carefully, this was just the first time Dark Yugi increased his strength.

And now...

"click"

"Ok?"

Just as You Ming turned his gaze towards the main entrance, the entrance door that had been tightly closed suddenly opened.

Then, the woman appeared.

"?"

"?"

There was silence as the two of them just stared at each other.

In the end, it was she who broke the silence.

"What's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"No, it's nothing."

Facing the gentle smile, You Ming couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.

"How should I put it...I thought you weren't here."

"I just took out the trash."

Having said this, the woman looked around for a while.

"We'll have to do a thorough cleanup here afterward."

At the same time, You Ming also carefully checked the entire living room.

"I see."

Looking closely, there are indeed a lot more stains in the corners compared to when I first came here. The dark yellow pus is hiding in the corners, waiting to be cleaned.

"Then I'll leave the house to you."

"Ah."

"I am going out."

"Ah."

"……goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Under that gentle gaze that seemed to have never changed, You Ming stepped out of the room.

A familiar dark wave came over me, and my consciousness seemed to be sucked into the deep sea, and then continued to rise.

As the home in memory and the room deep in the heart gradually fade away, the fragmented light brings the real world.

"A strange ceiling... This is right."

On the steel ceiling, tiny lights provided a faint light source, but just as You Ming looked around the unfamiliar environment, what caught his eye was a thick shadow.

"You woke up so early. They said you needed at least 24 hours to recuperate."

"what?"

When my eyes moved up subconsciously, what came into view was a face as pale as a porcelain doll.

He was staring at this place, but his eyes looked dull.

It's so close, yet it feels like nothingness.

After a period of silent eye contact, You Ming shifted his gaze to the fluttering little black skirt, and there was nothing underneath.

Looking closely, the little girl was clearly floating around him, so the answer was obvious!
"Fuck, there's a ghost."

Then, that delicate face fell.

"If possible, I hope you can be more polite." "I don't think this is something someone floating in front of the bed should say, Miss Zashiki-warashi."

"...You and I really think differently."

"So what do you think it should be like?"

"I don't know, maybe I should be... normal?"

Facing the confused and doubtful gaze of the house boy, You Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes.

“I think I’m pretty normal.”

Having said that, You Ming also took a look around.

The desk, bed and TV seemed no different from those in an ordinary hotel, but the furniture was all made of metal and firmly fixed in place. Even the door looked completely sealed.

"So, can you tell me where this is?"

"The room you are resting in is specially prepared for you."

"Really? But why do I feel like it looks like a detention room or an observation room?"

You Ming couldn't help but glance at the cameras that were clearly working in the room.

“Am I quarantined?”

"Yes, when you were brought back, you were infected with a very special bacteria that eats away at the flesh of living things, turning them into zombies."

"Aren't you afraid of getting infected if you stay here?"

"..."

"No, you're an earthbound spirit or something. You don't appear to have a body."

Under the indescribable gaze of the house-boy, You Ming stared at her fluttering little skirt for a while.

Finally, he waved his hand

"But let's leave it at that for now."

Lifting the quilt, You Ming got out of bed and checked the duel disk and card deck that he was still wearing.

After confirming that everything was intact, he yawned.

"Anyway, I have something urgent to discuss with Haimana and the others. Could you please inform them for me, or..."

His eyes silently moved to the camera in the room, and then the entire isolation room echoed with the unique noise of broadcasting.

"I heard it all."

When the chaotic noise disappeared, Haimanea's iconic voice sounded from the radio.

"If you feel you've fully recovered, please come to the conference room. I'm sure you have many questions."

"Well, that's good if you know."

After adjusting his collar slightly, You Ming looked at the little girl in the dress.

This little girl, who already looked dark, seemed even more gloomy at this moment.

"What's wrong?"

She raised her head, her gray eyes filled with helplessness.

"How did things develop to this point?"

"what?"

"This wasn't the meeting I imagined."

"What's that like? Do I need to half-kneel down, kiss your hand, and say 'Good morning, Miss'?"

"..."

"But you look quite suitable in that little skirt. Were you the daughter of some wealthy family?"

"...If you keep talking like this, I'm going to lose my good impression of you."

"Is that so? But I did save you, right? Can you so easily relinquish your life-saving grace?"

"I know, and that's why I..."

"You're what?"

"..."

Under You Ming's gaze, she just looked up at the empty ceiling.

"Forget it. Arguing with you about something like this makes me look stupid."

Waves of light spread out, the girl's figure disappeared, and the light flew into You Ming's hand, forming a card.

On the card, the little girl's empty eyes seemed to be staring at something.

"Yashiki Boy (lv3)"

"Attribute/Earth"

"Race/Immortal"

"atk/0 def/1800"

Amidst the cool touch, a voice was heard:
"Whatever. Thanks."

"Oh."

"I actually have legs, by the way."

"Really? But I can't see it on the card."

"That's because I'm wearing a long skirt!"

(End of this chapter)