Horror game, but harem plan

Goto's parents quietly watched the two of them leave the street from the door, and his sister Erri also watched all this in surprise.

"Wow... Yili has really grown up and even got a boyfriend. Maybe today can be designated as Yili's dating family anniversary."

Goto's father wiped the moisture from his eyes.

"Yeah... when the time comes, let Yili take the child home as a guest and treat him well."

Goto's mother also nodded in praise.

"Will my sister come home tonight?"

Goto Jiri's question left the two adults at a loss for how to answer.

Chapter 90 Girls on a Date

There were no seats on the tram. It was the weekend and the places they were going to were where young people gathered. Goto Ichiri grabbed Yang Ming's sleeve to prevent himself from falling down due to the shaking of the tram.

There were more and more people around, and Yang Ming made a quick decision. He aimed at the corner of the carriage, took Yili's hand and walked over, letting her lean against the wall in peace. He himself blocked her tightly, in a wall-dong posture.

——So close...

Goto Ichiri didn't know where to look. His chest almost pressed her against the wall, and she could feel his breath from time to time. She could see the smiling corner of his mouth through the corner of his bangs.

The man was wearing a white cardigan, a black linen vest underneath, and a silver necklace.

The outfit was very simple and plain, but it looked very different on him. His face was handsome and had a kind of intimacy that belonged only to him. Goto Ichiri could clearly feel the coldness in his gaze on other people, which was completely different from when he was looking at himself.

Broad and prominent shoulders, compared to a slender waist, and her black hair seemed to be well-groomed, but she couldn't tell what it looked like. Coupled with the faint scent of pine, her brain became dizzy at this moment.

Not to mention being so close to men, Goto Ichiri had never even spoken to her male classmates. Everyone thought she was a rock 'n' roll weirdo because of her strange behavior and were afraid to approach her.

The girl who dared not interact with others was actually seen as a weirdo who was difficult to approach in the eyes of others.

I long to be noticed, but I don't want my true self to be noticed.

The two of them just kept pressing into the corner.

It is clearly a very oppressive posture. The helpless beautiful girl is being forced into a corner by the tall man, but she feels inexplicably at ease at this moment. Perhaps in a carriage full of people, such an artificially created small space makes her feel safer.

The tram suddenly shook violently, and Goto Ichiri's forehead hit Yang Ming's collarbone unexpectedly. The fresh scent of mint shampoo and the unique warm feeling of a boy mixed together and filled her nostrils. She shrank back as if she had been electrocuted, but was firmly supported by a broad palm on her lower back.

"Be careful."

The sound of Yang Ming's Adam's apple rolling brushed against his eardrums, and his knuckles unconsciously rubbed the folds of his uniform skirt.

Another jolt caused their knees to collide. Yang Ming suddenly lowered his head, and his warm breath brushed away the hair at her temples.

In the reflection of the glass window, Goto Ichiri saw the hem of her skirt brushing against the other person's trouser leg as the car swayed. Just as she was about to step back, Yang Ming suddenly raised his right arm to support her head. The moment his sleeve brushed her eyelashes, she could smell the pine scent on his wrist mixed with the sweetness of sea salt soda.

"Next stop, Shimokitazawa."

The sound of the broadcast woke up the stagnant air. Yang Ming took a half step back and suddenly found that his heartbeat was in sync with his own at a certain moment.

After getting off the tram, the two went to the cinema.

This was the first time that Goto Ichiri came to this place with anyone other than his parents and sister.

Senior Hongxia had previously said that they would go to the movies to celebrate after the performance, but before she could do so, she was dragged into the survival game. The plan was interrupted, and now it has been put back on the agenda by this man.

The air conditioning in the theater caused the still warm popcorn in his hand to gradually cool down, and Yang Ming chose a horror movie called "The Ring".

Based on the games I might be involved in in the future, this type of movie is indeed the best.

It's a very clichéd plot, where a guy listens to a cursed ballad because he wants to "seek death", and then falls into the curse. His friends are hunted down one by one and die tragically, and eventually everyone dies.

Yang Ming was not afraid of this kind of movie. He kept an eye on Goto Ichiri while watching the movie, but found that she was not that scared.

——Aren’t you afraid of bloody zombies or these kinds of monsters?

For her, the root of fear is still people, and living people at that.

The subconscious way of thinking that all humans around her are threatening has become deeply ingrained, and even though she has become a completely different person, this way of thinking is difficult to get rid of.

Yang Ming didn't think he had the ability to lead her out of her social anxiety state. He was not a psychologist.

All he could do was simply use his actions to tell her that she was safe with him.

When pale ghosts flickered on the screen, Yang Ming would pinch her palm with the strength of a smile. Through the little light from the screen, he could see her earlobe, which had never cooled down. It was red and made people want to bite it.

When the plot reached a lull, he took action.

His fingertips gently stroked her palm.

"what···"

The girl's barely perceptible bass voice gave him enough feedback, and he finally discovered that Goto Ichiri was more afraid of something than ghosts.

So cute. If she were an ordinary girl, she would be frightened by the appearance of a ghost, but what she was afraid of was obviously not the movie, but her own extreme actions from time to time.

I really want to see, if I do something extremely excessive, will she still endure it silently and never resist?

The deep evil taste in the man's heart began to burst out.

"Boom!"

As the heavy sound of 3D surround sound rang out, the cinema began to hear the sound of cold air being inhaled. This is a sudden scare tactic commonly used in horror movies, but it didn't have any effect on Goto Ichiri.

So Yang Ming took advantage of this moment and bit her earlobe.

"Well···"

Goto's earlobe trembled slightly between Yang Ming's teeth, like a piece of half-melted rock candy. She froze in her seat, her 3D glasses perched askew on her nose.

"Don't..." The words were swallowed before they could form. Yang Ming's lips had already slid down his ear, leaving a moist kiss on the carotid artery. The sweetness of popcorn mixed with his warmth, weaving a dense web between each breath.

Her spine tingled. The couple on her right were intently staring at the screen, the popcorn bucket rustling as the girl trembled. At this moment, Yang Ming's palm rested on her knees, his fingertips gliding across the thin white fabric, a silky, smooth feeling that was truly captivating.

The screen suddenly turned red, and at the moment the evil spirit burst out of the mirror, his thumb pressed precisely against her inner thigh. Goto inhaled sharply, her nails digging into the velvet of the armrest, and her calf muscles tensed like a fully drawn bowstring. Yang Ming saw that her bitten lower lip was stained with rouge.

"Cold?"

Heat seeped into his ears, and he deliberately misinterpreted the reason for her trembling. His palm inch by inch along his knee, the friction sound drowned out by the wailing in the surround sound. Goto stared at the torn-together female ghost on the screen, yet he felt his own body disintegrating in another way.

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Chapter 91 My appearance in your eyes

As his fingertips touched the metal buckle of his belt, the organ music from a thriller suddenly began to play. The audience in the back row gasped, and Yang Ming took the opportunity to pull the woman towards him. Goto's back slammed into his chest, and through two layers of clothing, he could hear the drumming of his heartbeat, but he couldn't tell whose it was.

A whisper, mixed with the vibration of her Adam's apple, reached the back of her neck. Yang Ming clamped his thumb around her slender waistline. As the blue light from the screen spread, he saw a flickering light spot in the girl's collarbone, like a spring about to overflow.

Goto suddenly grabbed his wavering hand, but her strength was so weak that it seemed like she was trying to keep him. The starry sky lights on the dome of the screening room lit up at this moment, and countless points of light fell into her moist pupils. The moment Yang Ming was stunned, the screen erupted with the ultimate scream, and the audience screamed in surprise, and her nails finally dug deeply into the back of his hand.

When the lights came up after the show, Goto quickly tucked into his seat. Yang Ming looked at the fresh crescent mark on the back of his hand, the tip of his tongue pressed against his canine teeth and chuckled softly. The popcorn bucket fell over at their feet, and the golden candy crumbs clung to her shoelaces, like some kind of secret brand.

Not until all the audience had left the cinema did Yang Ming stand up with Goto Ichiri. He lowered his head and looked at the head that was buried deep in the ground, and couldn't help feeling a little soft.

The cinema has surveillance cameras, so he couldn't do anything extreme. He just touched some places slightly, accidentally, and unintentionally.

But her reaction was more extreme than she had imagined.

——So cute, how can there be a girl who is so cute all over? Her every move tugs at his heartstrings, and the man's mind is filled with evil intentions.

I want to see her pitiful look as she dares not to resist me, and I want to see her aggrieved look as she clearly doesn't want to but has to cooperate.

Ahem...

Although my bad taste comes from a liking perspective, it is indeed quite perverted when I talk about it alone.

"How about going to the amusement park this afternoon?"

Goto Ichiri gradually came to his senses, took his hand and shook his head.

She was afraid of places full of people, perhaps it was a subconscious resistance.

Yang Ming knew that she would agree if he persuaded her a little, but if she really didn't want to, then where else could she go?

It’s best to go somewhere more private and less crowded.

That must be my home.

Ahem, let’s eat first.

The only restaurant with private rooms in the nearby commercial street was a beautifully decorated maid cafe. The maids dressed in cute clothes who surrounded her and called her "Master, Master" really scared Goto Ichiri. Yang Ming took her into the private room, ordered some food, and then made it clear that he no longer needed their service.

——Maid...so scary, why can she come around and talk to me so naturally?

However, it really makes me feel safe when I'm with him.

Although he would do some strange things to me, those intentional or unintentional touches should be accidental...

Goto Ichiri silently defined his behavior in his heart.

"Maid Love Puni Puni Cute Ray Omurice."

"So what's the difference from regular omurice?"

You are in a pink room filled with cute things, with a TV and a sofa. If you pay extra, you can play games with the maid. It is a place where you can spend money to find emotional value.

Yang Ming looked at the golden fried rice served by the maids. It was covered with a layer of golden egg liquid and a heart was drawn on it with tomato sauce.

With just a little bit of sprucing up, it can be sold at a very high price. It’s really easy to make money as a otaku.

“There shouldn’t be any difference…”

Goto Ichiri looked at the smiling face drawn by Ketchup, but what he was thinking about was the girls in cute maid outfits drawing.

Suddenly I was startled.

——Could it be that this is the charm of girls?

Mr. Yang Ming brought me here just to tell me that he actually likes girls like this?

So... what should I do? Should I also imitate them, make cute and light movements and squeeze ketchup on it?

If you don't do it, you will be kicked out of the team and die quietly in the dungeon game...

Looking at the girl's confused eyes, Yang Ming probably knew what she was fantasizing about.

One could even guess from her unconscious body movements that what she was thinking about must be terrible.

The two of them were originally sitting face to face at the small pink round table. Seeing her like this, Yang Ming silently moved the stool so that he could sit on the same side with her.

Delusions can also be interrupted.

It just takes some physical movement to clear your head.

For example, the pair of slender legs that can be seen through the hem of the skirt are wrapped underneath in white stockings.

The blue eyes, as beautiful and clear as the sky, seemed to be sucked into them when looking at her, the fair and flawless skin, the slender and graceful curves.

Ah, although I feel sorry for Hongxia, I will still subconsciously be attracted by the powerful rich man.

Also, he has a very shy and socially anxious personality, and he doesn't dare to refuse others. However, underneath this personality, he also has the qualities that can make him a hero.

Yang Ming is a typical superficial appearance-oriented person. To him, as long as a girl is pretty, that's enough.

But appearance is just a stepping stone. If there is a disgusting inner self beneath the pretty appearance, he won't even take a second look.

Whether it is Hongxia or Ichiri, they both have an addictive inner world. At this moment, Goto Ichiri, who is right next to him, what kind of attitude does she have towards him?

Is it because of fear or approval that someone doesn't refuse physical contact?

This question is very important, so important that Yang Ming wants to get the answer right now.

His fingers directly covered the white silk wrapped in white silk. The overly intimate behavior immediately brought Goto Ichiri back to his senses from his delusion. He looked at Yang Ming with red cheeks, but found that he did not have that kind of evil smile, but was extremely serious.

"Yili, what do you think of me?"

"What...how do you see it?"

"Do you see me as a lover and therefore don't resist my touch, or are you afraid of me?"

Although he has a bad taste and likes to tease girls, Yang Ming still has a bottom line that cannot be crossed.

You can't just force Goto Ichiri to do something just because he can accept it. That would be too shameless.

After a brief silence, Goto Ichiri realized that he was not joking, but asking him sincerely.

“Very handsome, very reliable…”

Chapter 92 The Edge of the City

Well, he didn't expect Goto to be able to express her inner thoughts directly. If she could really do that, she wouldn't be so socially anxious.