My avatar is becoming the final boss

Chapter 87 Confession
"Let the whole of Japan remember me tonight." Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan stood up from the bed, stepped on the bed and fell to the floor.

He put on the slippers placed beside the bed and stretched out his right arm as he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window in the room.

He lowered his eyes and watched the black restraints surge out from his cuffs, falling to the floor like a tide, and then quickly forming a dark human figure.

The strange human figure took out a casual sweatshirt from the suitcase, put it on, and then put on his pants in two or three steps.

Ji Minghuan concentrated slightly, and in a blink of an eye he adjusted the appearance of his avatar to be the same as Gu Wenyu.

Then he controlled it to pick up the key card and the phone. The moment the key card was pulled out, the lights in the entire hotel room went out, plunging it into darkness.

The avatar left the room and headed towards Kawasaki Ramen House.

"Let's have the restraint incarnation go meet Su Zimai. When I approached Dad in the underground bar, he didn't see anything, let alone Su Zimai and Ke Qirui."

Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan controlled the main body of Unit No. 1, wrapped the entire body with restraints, and crawled out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The absurd advertising slogans rang out over the city. He was like a transparent bird flapping its wings and flying over the glass curtain wall, leaving only a hasty shadow, and his figure melted into the evening breeze.

At the same time, on the streets of Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo.

The restraint belt incarnation transformed into Gu Wenyu's appearance, holding a mobile phone, walked towards the address sent by Su Zimai.

Looking up, I saw a wooden van parked outside the ramen restaurant with two stools under the awning. Customers were eating noodles on the stools while the chef was cooking noodles in the van.

This kind of rickshaw is specially designed for selling ramen from door to door, but it is different for a ramen restaurant of this size. Putting a van outside the store is just for the sake of creating an atmosphere and conducive to store promotion.

He glanced at the figures on the stools and couldn't imagine that a rich man like Ke Qirui would sit on a small stool on the street to eat noodles, so he walked into the ramen restaurant.

As the curtain at the entrance was lifted, a noisy and bustling atmosphere suddenly hit me, and the aroma of pork bone soup penetrated my nose.

He deliberately made his avatar sniffle, then looked deeper into the ramen shop.

I caught sight of Su Zimai at first sight.

My sister was wearing a light green sportswear today, but she didn't tie her hair into a ponytail. Her black hair was scattered behind her head, and her expression was as cold as ever.

As if sensing his gaze, Su Zimai raised her eyes from her phone screen and met his gaze. She was slightly stunned, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

She still seemed to find it hard to believe... this brother who looked a little sickly was actually the Blue Arc who was full of dirty talk on TV.

But no matter what, today we will know whether all this is true.

The two looked at each other across half of the ramen restaurant.

She opened her mouth, then lowered her eyes and remained silent for a while. Finally, she greeted him absentmindedly:
"Oh...you're here."

"Yeah, I'm here to eat and drink."

Ji Minghuan walked over with the restraints incarnate and said this in a natural tone, like punching in at work.

Then he pulled a chair and sat down, turning his head to look at the person sitting next to Su Zimai.

Su Zimai was still with Ke Qirui, and Ke Qirui was still wearing the same windbreaker and Deerstalker hat, but this time there was another figure beside them - this person had dreadlocks, wore a black high-necked windbreaker, his facial lines were as sharp as steel, and his eyes revealed a hint of world-weariness.

"Teacher Ke, who is this?" Ji Minghuan asked.

"Xu Sanyan, my friend."

As Ke Qirui spoke, she took off her hat. This was a rare scene, revealing her shiny black hair, as black as lead powder, hanging down on her shoulders.

Ji Minghuan said with emotion, "Teacher Ke, you really put a lot of thought into proving to me that you're not a lesbian."

Ke Qirui propped her chin with her bony hand, looked at him with a smile, and said disapprovingly, "As expected of you, your first words are full of hostility."

She paused and teased, "But let's not talk about whether I'm a lesbian for now. Who exactly admitted in the text message that he's gay... It's so hard to guess. It can't be our little friend Gu Wenyu, right?"

Ji Minghuan chose to ignore her and turned to the man with dreadlocks and said, "Hello, Gu Wenyu." "Xu Sanyan." Xu Sanyan, holding a cigarette, emphasized, "My sexual orientation is normal."

After hearing the latter sentence, Ji Minghuan rolled his eyes and turned to look at Ke Qirui with a smile on his face. He wished he could hang this woman on the Tokyo Tower with a restraint belt and expose her to the sun for ten days and ten nights.

"Brother...let me ask you a question." Su Zimai suddenly asked.

"what is the problem?"

"Are you Blue Arc?" Su Zimai asked.

Ji Minghuan was stunned.

She stared at Ji Minghuan's eyes motionlessly, as if she wanted to see a hint of panic and hesitation in his eyes.

But the person sitting next to her at this moment was not a human, but a human figure transformed by a restraint belt. Naturally, it was impossible for him to reveal any flaws, not to mention that Ji Minghuan had a clear conscience.

Master, please stop chanting, please stop chanting... Ji Minghuan now felt like Sun Wukong who was put under the tight curse by Tang Monk. He wished he could smash his sister to death with a stick and fly away on the somersault cloud.

"Huh?" he said. "Are you playing some kind of truth or dare with them?"

"I'm serious." Su Zimai said.

"If I were Blue Arc, I'd still be studying hard and making progress every day?" Ji Minghuan calculated. "First, I'd drop out of school, then resign from the association, start a livestream at home, wear a mask and play games every day, and a bunch of fans would rush to give me money. I'd have no worries for the rest of my life, right?"

Su Zimai said word by word, "I'm serious, so you should answer me seriously too... okay?"

"Do you have a fever?"

Ji Minghuan said this and looked at her from the side for a while, then raised his hand and touched her head.

Su Zimai remained silent.

She let him cover her forehead with his hand and suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she had a fever. Gu Qiye and her parents were not at home. Gu Wenyu, who was only one year older than her, could not find a neighbor to help, so he rode his tricycle and took her to a nearby small hospital.

She leaned on his shoulder at that time, and still remembered the stubborn back of the child and the warmth on his back.

She also knew that after her mother's death, Gu Wenyu was the one who suffered the most. He locked himself in his room every day, refusing to communicate with any family members, and seemed like a different person.

But recently, the considerate brother seems to have returned.

He would chase her to the park to comfort her, tell her jokes to make her laugh, and pat her head like when they were little. My brother must have been very sad too, but he had also come to terms with his mother's death, and everything seemed to be back to him...

Should she make changes, too?
After a long silence, Su Zimai slowly raised his head to meet Ji Minghuan's gaze, opened his mouth, and said:
"Brother, I'm... an exorcist."

After these words were spoken, a brief silence fell among the four of them. They could still hear the warm greetings of the ramen restaurant owner and the leisurely conversations of other customers after get off work.

Ke Qirui and Xu Sanyan, who were sitting next to the two of them, were obviously stunned for a moment. They silently glanced sideways and looked at Su Zimai in surprise, as if this was not part of their plan.

Ji Minghuan was also somewhat surprised, and even forgot to let his restraint avatar react. The good news was that his emotions wouldn't be reflected on the restraint avatar, so he wouldn't be exposed. At this moment, his restraint avatar was looking at Su Zimai with a helpless expression.

"Is it really necessary to be so blunt... Are you going to just explode with me?"

Ji Minghuan was shocked by his sister's actions for a while. When he slowly came to his senses, he controlled the restraint belt avatar to respond.

He withdrew his hand from Su Zimai's forehead, and the warmth in his palm faded away; but his sister's scorching gaze remained fixed on him, not moving away for a second, making him feel like he was sitting in a steamer.

"I thought you didn't have a fever..." he said. "What is an exorcist? A profession in a game?"

Su Zimai was silent for a moment: "We are all the same... We are doing something dangerous, so we don't want our families to know."

She lowered her head and spoke softly, "So there's no need to hide it from me. I already know it all... I know everything. This is the last time I'm asking you..."

After a pause, she raised her eyes and looked at Ji Minghuan, and said seriously word by word:
"Brother, you are Blue Arc, right?"

(End of this chapter)