At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Author: Hoshino Shinrai

Summary:

Using up twenty years' worth of luck

I ran into a drunk girl in a phone booth.

I intended to offer a brief reminder and then leave in a hurry.

Unfortunately, the opponent is a pure landmine user.

...

Fake delinquent, perverted junior, Moonlight Senior, electronic diva, lonely international student, personal makeup artist...

Human hearts are twisted.

The journey to gather materials was fraught with difficulties.

...

Tags: [No System] + [No Rebirth] + [New Theme] + [Battleground] + [Female-centric] + [Healing] + [Intense Emotions].

—Absolutely original, avant-garde concept.

My previous work, "Rainy Night Take-In" (also known as "Rainy Night, My Yandere Sister Begs Me to Take Her In"), a million-word completed novel, is ranked number one on the male-oriented online novel charts. You can read it with confidence.

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Chapter 1 Disappointment Syndrome

Su Che raised his head and stared blankly at the white line that was suddenly descending on the horizon.

It was raining at night, and the umbrella was blown away by the strong wind. Standing in front of the phone booth, I felt quite helpless.

However, this is not the first time such a thing has happened.

Slowly, sluggishly bending over,

He crouched against the glass corner of the phone booth.

what.

I just hope I don't get mistaken for a pervert.

He lowered his head and sighed.

At this moment, what I care about more is...

Behind them, in the glass enclosure, was a girl who also had nowhere to go.

—Twin ponytails, black mask, petite and charming, she's a landmine type.

Although I didn't dare to look directly into their eyes to avoid suspicion, if I had to say...

The collaboration with Dream Vision features a black and pink lace dress by Ruby Hoshino, complete with a choker around her neck.

She wore Princess Melody black over-the-knee stockings with bows, which were about 5D in terms of transparency;

She was wearing Yosuke platform heels, black patent leather with white pearls, high cost-performance ratio, and the added benefit of an 11.0cm chunky heel.

It can easily achieve a height increase of 155cm to 165cm, making it incredibly cute and eye-catching.

Energetic, cute, gloomy, rebellious.

That's the first impression she gives people.

"Ah."

With his back to the phone booth, Su Che silently counted the information he had gleaned from that fleeting glance, and took a deep breath of the rainy air.

It smells so sweet.

He likes rain.

But I don't like getting wet in the rain.

In terms of career, to put it nicely,

A full-time light novel author.

With unlimited potential, the future is promising.

Be a little less emotionally intelligent—

Unemployed vagrant.

His specialty is "source gathering".

"Ah."

One's own eyes are the measuring stick; any pretty girl can become key material.

In my established creative methodology, high-quality materials often don't require much processing.

Simply depicting it in its natural state is enough to give it an enticing aroma.

【very nice.】

Another stroke of inspiration for me today.

Su Che felt grateful to the beautiful girl behind him.

It's still raining.

There is no sign of stopping.

The hands of the watch on my wrist were frozen at three in the morning.

The subway station had long since closed, and the last bus had also been missed.

So, in this phone booth, somewhere between the two, who is she waiting for?

Even without looking back at her, his mind was filled with information about "materials" as he pondered this.

I just saw that she seemed to be carrying a bag of drinks.

[It was probably bought from a nearby 24-hour convenience store.]

[Not a pink-clad devil.]

Instead, they were some things that looked like wine bottles.

"Ok?"

Su Che frowned, finding it amusing.

A brilliant deduction is constantly playing out in my mind.

Looking at the increasingly heavy rain, he wasn't worried at all.

The reason I am also trapped here is because I am more likely to obtain inspirational information in the dead of night that I cannot capture during the day.

of course.

This is inseparable from the fact that he was forced to work part-time due to the pressure of making a living, and he only just got off work.

When will I be able to support myself by writing books?

Su Che didn't know.

But what if one day I could pay my rent with just my writing fees, wouldn't be forced to work part-time and be groped by those older women and rich girls, could sleep until noon and enjoy the utilities and internet without restraint...

How wonderful that kind of life would be!

"Ugh."

Unfortunately, for now, it's just a dream.

Su Che's back slid towards the ground little by little.

I went from squatting to sitting, listlessly feeling the coolness of the ground.

It was early summer.

The soil after the rain emits a pleasant, damp fragrance that is refreshing and invigorating.

Waiting, waiting.

Wait for the rain to stop.

Listen to the sound of rain falling deep into the flower bed, splashing as it hits the leaves.

"It sounds good."

He grinned, giving a strange smile.

The occasional cold wind that swept through the rain no longer felt so biting.

It's still acceptable.

He shrank back and continued to think.

—The phone booth is quite spacious.

Whether it's one or two people, they can stand there.

So even if I went inside to take shelter from the rain, it wouldn't be considered excessive in terms of reason or sentiment.

But it's a pity.

I am a shy and gloomy person, and I have the basic quality of not causing trouble for others.

Even with just a glass pane separating them, Su Che already acknowledged that he would cause the other party a great deal of trouble.

What if she's a very timid little girl?

[Will the footage be instantly corrupted if it's startled?]

Will it become unusable?

In that case, I might as well just rush into the downpour, get soaked to the bone, and then go home and catch a cold or get a fever, whatever, even a serious illness wouldn't matter.