Yandere Erii, stop tormenting Lu Mingfei!

"Are you interested in competing in Japan in the future? Becoming a professional fighting game player is a good career path," said Genji.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head. "I was just playing around."

"Excessive modesty is arrogance." Genji thought to himself, "You call this just playing around? Doesn't that make my Street Fighter skills seem terrible?"

Besides, if you don't even have a decent title, what makes you think you're good enough for my sister?

I'm not the kind of weirdo who forbids his sister from getting married.

I just don't want to see her like a good-for-nothing.

Genjiro said very sincerely, "If you are willing to study fighting games, you might become the next Daigo Umehara. If you win the EVO World Championship, I will use my connections and family-owned agency to help you debut. The endorsement fees alone will be enough to buy a house in Tokyo."

"Actually, I like space travel even more." Lu Mingfei pursed his lips.

"StarCraft, huh? That's a great game, but it's destined to be forgotten by time. Just play it yourself. I don't mind if you choose this dying project." Genji shook his head.

He was quite interested in the gaming industry, so he learned a lot of inside information and knew how stupid Blizzard was, and that it would eventually drag StarCraft down with it.

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and said, "If I really had to become a professional player, I would probably still choose StarCraft, since this game was the one that helped me through my most difficult times."

Yuan Zhisheng stared into his eyes and could see a strange sense of loneliness.

Ha, it's quite like going to the bookstore in Shikatori town to read comics and relieve my loneliness.

"I didn't realize you were so nostalgic," Yuan Zhisheng said.

Lu Mingfei smiled but didn't say anything.

He's in a good mood right now, not because he won a tough match against a strong opponent.

It was the first time I felt truly recognized.

Even if he was very good at StarCraft in the past, he never felt this way when he was surrounded by people in internet cafes, because in China, gaming is seen as a sign of not doing proper work.

Even if you become the number one in the country or the number one in the world, everyone will still just see you as a lousy gamer and won't really think you're anything special.

But for Genjiro, who comes from Japan, being good at video games is a powerful ability no less valuable than winning an Olympic gold medal. His achievements are well-deserved, and his respect is genuine.

Originally, Yuan Zhisheng regarded Lu Mingfei as a blond-haired thug, his eyes revealing disgust and ferocity, but now there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

This made Lu Mingfei very happy, making him feel that he was not a complete waste.

See, I also have strengths that others can praise!

"StarCraft it is. Even if I don't like this game, I can still live for another two or three years. If you want to play professionally, just contact me. I'll get you connected with the best StarCraft club in the world," Yuan Zhisheng nodded and said.

"Thanks, Brother Yuan! You're simply my god! God Yuan!" Lu Mingfei's eyes were shining.

"The Source God?" Genji stroked his chin, savoring the somewhat obsequious title, which felt rather strange.

Afterwards, Genji gave up his seat and transformed into a transparent guardian spirit, no longer disturbing Erii and Lu Mingfei's play.

When he left the arcade to go home, Erii walked him to the school building.

Goodnight, Sakura!

Erii slowly turned around and, like a nimble and light deer, skipped and hopped away.

Every step she took, every leap she made, was bathed in the bright moonlight. The rhythm formed a flowing melody, cheerful and expressing her unconcealed joy.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that he was loved.

This love was so pure it was almost unbelievable, like a dream.

I'm afraid it will all vanish in the blink of an eye.

But at least, in this moment, it truly exists, beautiful and moving under the moonlight.

"Goodnight, Erii," Lu Mingfei said, watching her retreating figure.

That night, Lu Mingfei had a dream.

I dreamt that he and Erii were on a cliff overlooking the sea.

Looking into the distance, one can see flower fields that spread across the land like a tapestry, vast forests, small towns scattered along the coastline, Ferris wheels turning slowly, carp streamers fluttering in the wind, and the setting sun half-hidden on the boundless sea, its orange-red light dyeing the whole world.

This place looks very familiar, it looks like Baijin Temple!

The filming location for the finale of "Tokyo Love Story" is also the place he most wants to visit when he goes to Japan.

Lu Mingfei once secretly vowed that he would take the girl he liked to this place in his lifetime.

And now, standing beside him, sharing this sentiment with him, is Erii.

Why not Chen Wenwen?

Lu Mingfei thought it was a bit of a mood killer.

It's strange, he suddenly seems to have forgotten what Chen Wenwen looks like.

I only vaguely remember that she liked to wear white dresses.

That seemed like a very distant memory.

Thinking of Yu Si, there was no further turmoil.

Erii's image became increasingly clear.

She wore a small, round-brimmed hat and a deep purple knee-length skirt. The skirt's hem resembled layers of stacked lotus leaves, with a high waistline tied at the waist with a matching butterfly ribbon. It had a high collar and exquisite black lace on the chest.

Oh, and she was also wearing black stockings and black high-heeled Roman sandals.

It's so beautiful.

Even Lu Mingfei couldn't help but fall for her.

But he didn't dare to speak, as if he were as timid as ever, perhaps worried about something, maybe because of the great difference in their status, or perhaps for some other reason.

He's always been a loser, never daring to hope for anything good.

I've never really understood what I want; my biggest wish is to drift along with the tide and just get by.

They simply stood side by side in silence, watching the sun completely sink below the horizon, bursting forth in a magnificent twilight in its final moments.

"I really like this kind of world..." Erii seemed to be saying.

"But the world doesn't like me."

Lu Mingfei was deeply moved, and felt inexplicably sad and sorrowful.

Unable to resist continuing the conversation, he said earnestly:

"If the world truly dislikes you, then the world is my enemy!"

That's really cool. I can hardly believe I could actually say that.

The sun finally set, and darkness swept in.

In the pitch-black darkness, he suddenly felt Erii embrace him, so warm, so...sympathetic.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, and for some reason, tears silently streamed down his face again.

Even the comical snoring of her cousin Lu Mingze beside her couldn't soothe her strange sadness.

"Damn it! What a lousy dream! It soaked my pillow!" Lu Mingfei clenched his fists and pounded the bedding, as if venting his anger.

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Lu Mingfei's Diary:

May 10th:

Erii and I played Pokémon on a handheld console during class.

She caught a shiny Pikachu and showed it to me.

The teachers saw it but dared not speak out, while the students all looked on with envy.

I think I've gotten used to this lawless feeling.

May 11th:

Chen Wenwen organized an after-school literary club gathering, but she had promised Erii that she would go to a cat cafe to pet cats with her. While she was hesitating, Erii forcibly dragged her away in front of Chen Wenwen.

Chen Wenwen's expression was strange, as if a blush of excitement and desire was spreading across her face.

Su Xiaoqiang appeared exceptionally happy.

May 12th:

I had dinner with Erii, Genshin Impact, Sakura, and two yakuza members, Crow Yasha, at the largest revolving restaurant in the CBD.

Erii has a huge appetite!

I can eat so much and not gain weight!

She even fed me steak, how awful! I blushed in front of so many people.

That evening, Chen Wenwen sent me a message asking if I would attend the literary society's last gathering before the college entrance exam, which seemed to be at a movie theater.

I've secretly liked her for so long, and I feel I should see it through to the end!

I've made up my mind. I'll confess my feelings for her that I've had for many years, but that's all.

Because I'm sorry, I think I've... fallen into depravity!