Horror simulator, if you survive till tomorrow, you win

"Hello, I'm Misaki."

The girl stood up and gave Ito Jun a shy sweet smile.

"Hello, I'm Ito...your friend?"

Ito Jun nodded to the girl in a friendly manner and asked the fortune teller.

Chapter 49: The Girl Who Loves to Eat Ghosts

Friends? Are they friends?

The fortune teller pondered.

"No, Ms. Ogura is a famous love fortune teller. I came here to ask her for a love fortune teller."

Before the fortune teller could figure out how to respond, Misaki, her fake best friend, unilaterally denied it.

"Ogura..."

Ito Jun suddenly realized that he didn't know the fortune teller's name, and had always called him "you you you" and "hey hey hey".

Fortunately, this is not the set of an idol drama, and the fortune teller didn’t say “I don’t mean hello”.

But the name Misaki...the girl who eats ghosts?

"Ms. Ogura told me that the first man of the same age I saw after the divination was 99 percent compatible with me."

"That's me?"

Ito Jun glanced at Misaki, then looked at the fortune teller.

What the hell is this idea?

"I like you, be my boyfriend!"

"Okay."

Misaki hit a straight ball, and Ito Jun had a calm expression and accepted Misaki's love confession.

Misaki and the fortune teller were both stunned.

What's the reaction?

The two were a little surprised. Whether they agreed or refused, their attitudes were too calm.

It's not the first time I've done it for free.

When Ito Jun was in the simulator, he fought with Misaki and the fortune teller on the bed more than once, so there was nothing unacceptable in reality.

Besides, he needed an outlet.

Sakura said that a positive and proactive attitude can counteract the negative emotions caused by weirdness.

Jun Ito agrees with this view.

But how do you maintain a positive and proactive attitude?

Jun Ito feels that he has always been taking action.

As long as the desire for sex and the desire to attack are released, one will enter the sage time.

Once negative emotions are gone, positive emotions will easily arise.

Jun Ito has always done the same thing towards abnormal women like the fortune teller, Misaki, and Tomie Kawakami, but he just didn't deliberately maintain a positive attitude.

At midnight, in the bedroom, Ito Jun was recovering his exhausted strength.

“It’s time to get some exercise.”

Ito Jun talked to himself.

"Just let me move."

Misaki looked down at Ito Jun with salivating eyes, wishing she could take a bite.

If Ito Jun's physique is 6, then Misaki's physique is 11, which has exceeded the limits of ordinary people and reached a level that defies the heavens.

Of course, this incredible standard is only applicable to simulators and cannot be used in fantasy.

We have the observer, guns, bombs and knives. What else is missing?

Jun Ito now has the answer.

Human physique cannot be compared with monsters. A 6-point physique cannot be escaped, and an 11-point physique cannot be escaped either.

So, what is lacking is not physique, but firepower!

Firepower is justice, firepower is truth. As long as there is enough firepower, there is no need to escape!

"What is this? Ito, why are you wearing it in bed? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Misaki was curious about the night vision goggles on Ito Jun's forehead. She moved her legs and hands to grab the night vision goggles.

"Don't move!"

Ito Jun's face changed and he slapped Misaki's hand away.

"Be more conscious and don't touch things that you shouldn't touch."

Ito Jun said coldly.

Misaki paused, shocked by Ito Jun's attitude.

I have never seen such a heartless person. She was even like this with Ito Jun. Wouldn’t she immediately disown her after getting out of bed?

"Cool! Treat me rougher."

Even so, I still like it.

Misaki stared at Ito Jun with fascination. It was the first time she met a man with such good looks and fragrance. Such a man was full of charm no matter what he did.

Ito Jun relaxed his tense arms. He had been prepared to take out a pistol from under the pillow and shoot Misaki if she made a move.

Ten minutes later, Ito Jun kicked Misaki out of the bedroom.

"Eh? Ito, why did you kick me out?"

Her beautiful eyes widened as Misaki asked at a loss.

Are you kidding me? It's really ruthless!

"I'm used to sleeping alone. By the way, don't try to open the door. I've set up a trap inside."

Ito Jun closed the door without hesitation, hung a bomb on the door lock, and returned to bed refreshed.

Misaki stood naked in front of the door, still not reacting.

"That man is so troublesome. He keeps getting more delicious and harder to kill. I want to give him up but I can't bear to do so."

The fortune teller stood not far away, staring at Misaki with his dark eyes, as if asking her if she wanted to back off.

"There are too few people with backstage intelligence nowadays, and there are even fewer people as handsome as this one."

Misaki wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and said with determination.

Hearing this, a sinister smile appeared on the fortune teller's face.

"Hachioji City..."

Jun Ito stared at the screen of his mobile phone. The reward issued yesterday had an answer today.

Oshikiri's castle and research institute, the former is located in another city, and the latter is within 10 kilometers, and there is also a phone number.

In the early morning of the next day, after washing up, Ito Jun immediately called the research institute to inquire about the drug experiment on chameleon element.

However, the response from the research institute was just as Chu Xuan's personality had speculated, that the chameleon factor was just a psychological experiment, and that there were no changes in the people who participated in the experiment...except for Ito Jun.

According to the official tone of the institute, they will conduct research in that direction, but there is no finished product at present.

"In other words, the one I used was created by chance due to the guidance of the simulator?"

Jun Ito suddenly felt that the simulator was not that useless.

Thus……

Ito Jun took out two talent jades.

The rewards in the simulator are too restrictive, and talent jades cannot be wasted on yourself.

"So, today's plan is... the investigation activities of the Local History Research Association."

Ito Jun looked at his schedule, packed all the necessary items into his backpack, took a bus to the pier, and met up with members of the Local History Research Association.

There were only six members in the Local History Research Society, including Jun Ito. The six of them took a boat to Mamatsu Island. As soon as they got ashore, the other members began to show their courtesy to Shikino.

"President, let me help you with your luggage."

The first person to speak was a fat man.

"Ah, thank you."

Shikino smiled and pretended to thank the fat man.

"No, please let me do it."

"Would you like some juice?"

"President!"

Yamashita Che, who was chatting with Ito Jun, rushed over hurriedly, and four boys surrounded Shikino and showed their courtesy.

"In this club...are there really any boys who are interested in local history?"

Ito Jun couldn't help but suspect that this was completely Shikino's reverse harem.

"Hey, everyone! Here! Here!"

Not far away, an old man waved vigorously and shouted to everyone.

"Mr. Kanie, I'm sorry to bother you today."

Shikino walked over and negotiated with the old man politely.

"Hahahaha, I feel really sorry for asking an old man like me to be your tour guide."

The old man chuckled, held Shikino's hand and kissed it.

"It's so nice to date a young kid."

Shikino gave an awkward yet polite smile, but the other members glared at the old man fiercely.

"What's wrong with that old man?!"

"Just kiss the president's hand casually!"

The few members who had never even shaken Shikino's hand wanted to throw the old man into the water.

Chapter 50 Ghoul

"The Banten Festival is coming up soon, and preparations are underway on the island."

As Kanie walked, he introduced the customs and culture of the island to everyone.

"It's something like the martyrs' memorial service."

A group of people walked on the street. There were many puppets wearing masks piled on the stalls on both sides of the road.

Shikino was indeed knowledgeable and recognized what those dolls were at a glance.

"Is that Bantenren Daruma?"

"Ah."

"I heard that it represents believers who were tortured or something."

"Exactly."

Kanie's eyes widened, and the old man walking in front of him had a look of madness on his face.