My Strange Tale Love Strategy Simulator

[Friendly reminder: The wider the legend spreads, the more powerful the monster to which the group belongs will become.]

Name: Zhang Ying

Age: 18

Race: Human

Physical fitness: 1.4

[Practice Method: Acquired Peak Supplementation Technique (Purifying Mantra, Cleansing Mantra)]

【Possessed by Eerie Power: Eerie Eye (Lv2)】

[Sanity Value: 14]

Once the Dancer's affection level reaches 60%, the reward will boost all the stats on the panel.

However, Zhang Ying looked at himself in the mirror and was a little worried. How could he explain to his mother that he had only taken a nap and ended up looking like this?

Even if you use growth period as an excuse, it's impossible for your arm circumference to increase by 10 centimeters in one day!

"I wonder if my mom will still recognize me when she comes back," Zhang Ying said, both amused and exasperated.

Back in his room, Zhang Ying opened the simulator again.

[Dating Strategy Simulator]

[Encounter Handbook]

【The Dating Manual (New)】

Lover's Handbook

The Love Manual has been updated, and the third special CG about the Dancing Girl's Ghost Story has been unlocked. Zhang Ying did some mental preparation in order to better understand and glean information from the CG and experience Li Ziqing's perspective.

After making all the necessary preparations, Zhang Ying opened the dating manual.

【Target for Strategy 1: The Dancing Girl's Ghost Story】

[Rank: Current "Groundbound Spirit"]

[Status: Sealed (After full unsealing, it will become a "half-disaster")]

[Favorability: 60%]

[Difficulty Level: ★☆]

[Affection level reached 20%: Special CG 1 unlocked]

[Affection level reached 40%: Special CG 2 unlocked]

[Affection level reached 60%: Special CG 3 unlocked]

[Reach 80% Affection Level: Unlock Special CG 4, and start the Romance Guide Training Panel]

[Special CG 1: The Cage of Expectation]

[Special CG 2: An Unexpected Relaxation]

[Special CG 3: The Promise to Fly into the Sky]

Zhang Yingping lay on the bed, where the bed board, which was originally quite comfortable, had become somewhat uncomfortable due to the growth of his back muscles.

He took a deep breath and clicked on the special CG three with the mouse.

The screen slowly went black, and a line of text appeared on the panel:

I long for my arms to transform into wings, and for pure white feathers to sprout from them. I made a promise to the Blood Lake to fly into the sky, just to gain a moment's respite.

Submerged deep in the blood-red lake, the air was slowly being taken away. As consciousness began to fade, the instinct for survival drove his hands to desperately swim upwards.

The mangled, riddled-with-hole hands thrashed wildly in the lake of blood, the water flowing into their arms through the holes, causing both pain and heaviness.

He exposed his face to the blood-red lake, greedily inhaling the air from its surface. How long could his dwindling strength and utterly exhausted spirit endure on this lake?

Zhang Ying slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had become her.

-

The sky outside the window was azure, and the clouds were white. I sat on the hospital bed, gazing at the bird's nest in the tree, trying to clear my mind and not let the pervasive feelings of inferiority and anxiety overwhelm me.

My mother sat by the hospital bed, peeling an apple with a small knife. Her hair was turning whiter, and her face was more wrinkled, but she still smiled and fed me the peeled apple.

Wow.

The knife sliced ​​across her finger, tearing off a piece of skin and drawing blood. I watched everything, but my mother seemed oblivious to the pain. She mechanically peeled the apple, saying she hoped I would recover soon.

I remained silent, my anxiety growing stronger, making it harder and harder to breathe, and my heart was beating faster and faster.

The endless pain surrounded me, and one hand after another pushed me into the bottomless darkness.

As the days went by, my health gradually improved. My mother's empty eyes began to shine with a glimmer of light, but I felt increasingly suffocated.

I so want to tell my parents that I don't want to learn dance anymore, I want to sing loudly, I want to be carefree, I want to be free, I want to make friends like my peers, and I want to do what I like like like my peers.

But every time I tried to speak, I swallowed the words back. Faced with my mother's expectations, I could only respond silently; silence was my last resort.

But in the end, silence was all that remained. My mother hugged me from the front, and she cried as she said to me:

"My child, you are stronger and better than me. Feathers can grow back, but the heart to fly can never be regained. Promise me that you will fly into the sky, and even if you are all alone, you will try your best to flap your wings."

I listened to my mother's words and chose to remain silent again, but silence was not a choice. I returned to the dance, responding to my mother's expectations.

My battered body, after a long period of rehabilitation, began to move like a ballet dancer for the first time. My stiff and sluggish joints could no longer recapture the graceful feeling of my former dance.

I realized that my arms, which had never grown feathers before, were so broken and now it was difficult to even insert a single feather.

I kept jumping around, wanting to fulfill my promise to fly into the sky, but I only saw the light in my mother's eyes gradually dim, and she finally gave up completely.

I struggled to float to the surface of the lake, only to be pushed back down.

……

After the special CG finished playing, Zhang Ying's consciousness emerged from it. Thanks to his sanity level of 14, he only needed to take a few deep breaths to recover his composure from the despair and oppression of the CG.

"This CG mainly depicts Li Ziqing's experiences in the hospital, which is pretty much what I expected. Li Ziqing doesn't have the right to choose her own life, and can only return to the school dance team to pick up dancing again under her mother's expectations."

"However, judging from Li Ziqing's performance, she can no longer continue on the path of dance."

"Based on the information we have so far and the CG content, the biggest reason for Li Ziqing's death is the life she couldn't choose because of her scumbag father, and the depression and anxiety caused by her mother's excessive expectations."

Zhang Ying hissed. The matter seemed to have been clarified, but even greater doubts arose within him.

"Since Li Ziqing's family of origin bears the primary responsibility for her death, what does this have to do with the school?"

Why did the school disband the school dance team immediately after Li Ziqing's death, and then go to great lengths to suppress the matter?

"Is it because of Li Danyang? It's possible, but the chances are slim. Even if Li Danyang is a senior executive in a company, she wouldn't interfere in school affairs."

"It seems the next step in the investigation will be to determine the role the school and the school dance team played in Li Ziqing's death."

He pinched his chin, his expression complex.

Investigating the school is much more difficult than investigating Li Danyang. His ability to investigate Li Danyang was purely due to a combination of favorable timing, location, and circumstances.

How can he, all by himself, investigate an incident that the school had tried so hard to suppress without alerting the school?

If they could find the school dance team teacher from back then, they should be able to get most of the information from her. Getting any information about the dance team teacher from Teacher Zhou is practically impossible. After all, he doesn't have anything that could threaten Teacher Zhou.

"It seems the only way now is to go through the security cameras to the principal's office archives and find the files on the school dance team teachers. But this method is no easier than asking Teacher Zhou directly..."