Horror game, but harem plan

But this is also what she fears the most.

Can people really change so much because of the external environment?

When facing an unknown future and all safety factors no longer exist, Kita Ikuyo is dismayed to find that her sense of morality is gradually collapsing.

"Mm! I told you not to do anything bad! They're already here and you still don't restrain yourself. What if you get caught?!"

As soon as she got home, Yidizhi Hongxia had already cleaned the dining table and looked at Yang Ming angrily.

How could someone be so bold as to do this?

Yang Ming picked her up with a wicked smile, whispered softly in her ear, and coaxed her for a long time.

It seems that Hongxia doesn't know that her relationship with Pochi-chan has been discovered.

But so what?

The young man did not feel that there was anything to be ashamed of. His previous caution towards Yamada Ryo was just a desire to preserve his image in front of the girl.

Besides, there’s no guarantee that they will join in one day.

Of course, there is no guarantee that I will die in the next copy.

Hong Xia avoided his sticky kiss, took the still warm pizza in her hand, and walked towards the master bedroom on the second floor.

When I opened the door to the room, I found that Goto Ichiri was awake and lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Chapter 108 Who is the person in the dream?

"Why don't you come down to eat when you wake up?"

“I’m so tired... I feel like my legs can’t even stand...”

Goto Ichiri's words made Hongxia realize that she didn't go to bed because she was sleepy, but because she was really tired.

Yang Ming's attributes are too high now. When he does that thing, he is simply not like a human. It seems that his body will never get tired, and he can maintain a uniform speed and strength almost like a motor. To be honest, if the [Agility] attribute did not improve the body more than [Intelligence], his performance would be even worse.

Originally, the boy should have been at a disadvantage, but since he was in control, the girl's stronger physical reaction actually became a disadvantage.

Hongxia had just placed her cheese and bacon pizza on the low table when the metal tray made a soft dinging sound. The central air conditioner was turned up two degrees.

"I'll eat it right away." Goto curled up into a pink ball wrapped in a coral fleece blanket, his voice muffled by the pillow.

"Hongxia."

Yang Ming called the girl over.

"what happened?"

Putting clean gloves and cutlery on the table, Hong Xia moved closer to Yang Ming. As she moved, her blonde hair brushed past, and the kiss mark on her neck was still very conspicuous.

"How did you tell your sister that you wouldn't be going home today?"

"Oh... I said I was playing outside with my friends today."

"That's it."

Yang Ming put his hand under his chin, looking thoughtful.

"So I'll help you take a bath later."

"Never."

Hong Xia suddenly stood up, the wooden floor creaking, and she rushed to the bathroom as if escaping. The golden highlights in her hair drew a shooting star trail in the twilight.

"You and Pochi-chan go wash up."

"Yili, I'll help you take a bath later?"

Yang Ming's smirking face was too embarrassing to look at any longer. Her cheeks flushed and she hid herself in the quilt, shaking her head uncontrollably.

"Haha~ Never mind then."

The teasing was just because of love. Yang Ming felt that his current life was very precious, as was the time he spent with them.

Everyone was very tired after playing, and the night soon returned to silence.

tick-

The water droplets fell on my shoulders, bringing a cool feeling.

Is this... a dream?

He dreamed that his body was unable to move, and only endless malice lingered around him.

Someone is holding a knife and cutting himself.

The blade even got stuck because it was not familiar with the arrangement of bones. The user of the blade sighed and stuck it back to the body.

stab-

The skin and flesh were cut open, revealing bright red muscle fibers and blood vessels. When these were also cut open, only white bones were left.

it hurts--

Yang Ming didn't know how to describe this feeling.

If I were to make an analogy, it would be like a long torture.

Compared to the pain, there is more pressure from the heart.

The air was cool on the cut flesh.

The blood was also gradually drying up, turning into a gray-brown dry state.

I could feel the agony of pain and the desperate silence at every moment, except for the incessant cutting sound.

tick-

It turned out that this was the sound of blood flowing from the body to the ground.

There was no way to tell where he was, as if he was in endless darkness. He witnessed arms and thighs moving away from him one after another, and finally, he lost his vision.

Until the end, the head was also taken off.

Tick-tick-tick-

The blood still retains its warmth, but an uncontrollable chill runs through the shoulders and chest...

I can hardly think anymore.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly at this moment. He didn't know how long he had been in the darkness, nor did he know when he would reach the end of the darkness.

The only sound echoing in my ears was the sound of flowing blood.

Suddenly, he heard a new sound.

From behind him? Or from directly above him? Or perhaps, it appeared directly in his mind.

【Why···】

Why do you treat me like this?

Did I do something wrong? Did I offend them?

【This is not fair. 】

His bloody head couldn't even feel the pain.

Nothing can be seen.

Something is covering my body.

Is that... soil?

Surrounded by solid soil, Yang Ming had almost lost the ability to think, but he still reminded himself to stay awake.

In this silent darkness, it seemed that I was the only one left, or rather, I had been alone from the beginning.

Before this thought could last long, he heard new breathing sounds.

It was as if something was crawling towards him, and the sound of breathing was approaching little by little.

He had no way to move and could only wait quietly for the breathing sound to get closer.

There was some kind of silk thread... falling on my cheek.

Accompanied by the sound of breathing.

It turns out to be hair.

Its breath brushed against Yang Ming's skin, and its fingers caressed Yang Ming's closed eyelids. It emitted a sigh of pity, yet also of unwilling resentment.

【I'm sorry for dragging you into this. 】

【But I have no other choice.】

[No one can help me, not even Ono-san.]

【please. 】

Please, please, please, please, please—

Its sound was suddenly hoarse, suddenly dull, suddenly sharp, and suddenly deafening.

【I just want fairness.】

Then, everything fell silent.

Time flies like an arrow.

If you live a very happy life, time passes so quickly that you can hardly feel it.

He checked his phone and saw that it was already the seventh day.

It was five days ago that Goto Ichiri and Ijichi Kouka were playing at home.

Yang Ming spent all his time with them, taking them on dates and to various places they wanted to go. Sometimes he would organize a tea party for three people, and sometimes it would become a tea party for five people.

Everything has been accounted for.

Shotguns, sledgehammers, various medical supplies, recovery items.

They even prepared a lot of casual clothes for Yang Ming, including those that could conceal his identity, in order to deal with any situation as best as possible.

The sound of water running from the faucet was heard. Yang Ming scooped up the water and poured it on his face. Suddenly, he felt that this feeling was very familiar.

In the scene that I dream about every day, there was one time when I felt like I was in the water.

Depressing, dark, cold and desperate.

This is some kind of omen.

He firmly believed that this information was not just a simple nightmare.

In any case, he had been cursed into completing a dungeon that he could only complete alone, a dungeon with a difficulty level of [Extraordinary].

He waited quietly for the water droplets to slide down his cheeks. After several minutes, Yang Ming left the bathroom silently.

Yang Ming rejected the girls' kindness in wanting to visit him today.

Chapter 109 Ranying Academy and Miss Shinomiya

If I continue to stay with them, I will feel reluctant and will subconsciously want to escape and get out of this inescapable curse.

torment.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for time to pass by little by little, he checked his equipment again and again. No matter what he thought, time would eventually begin to flow towards tomorrow.

Until midnight, when the time on the mobile phone was set to twelve o'clock, Yang Ming finally waited for the ominous voice with mechanical synthesized sound effects, and lines of blood words appeared in front of his retina.

【Welcome to the survival game "Ran Ying Academy"】

[The game level you are participating in is: "Extraordinary"]

May you grow from this and witness the end of the world.

[The conditions for clearing this game are "Find the truth and do what you should do."]

[I am sending you a reminder message now, please make good use of it]