“Yes, I am…”

Yuuki Asuna was halfway through her words when she noticed Asagiri's smiling expression. A blush of embarrassment appeared on her face. She quickly changed the subject, lowered her head, kicked the pebbles on the ground, and pretended to be calm.

"You... Since you said so, you are the leader, then I will listen to you..."

"Yuuki-san."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Tsundere has retired from the scene."

"I, I, who is being tsundere to you!?"

"What a classic tsundere line."

Hearing Asagiri's teasing, Yuuki Asuna's pretty face flushed. She felt shy, but also a little frustrated because she was called a tsundere by the other party. After a light snort, she raised her hand to tidy up her flaxen hair, pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and then mustered up the courage to speak.

"So... let's go to your house... or mine?"

Asagiri frowned slightly when he heard that, and asked back with a puzzled expression.

"What do you mean my home or your home?"

"Huh? Are you serious?"

Yuuki Asuna frowned and explained patiently.

"You don't think that before entering the dungeon, we two will be together in a coffee shop, internet cafe, library, or something like that, right?"

"Let's not even talk about whether staying in that place for too long might attract the attention of someone with ulterior motives. We must ensure that the location we are in when entering the dungeon is absolutely private and safe. Otherwise, if someone sees us suddenly disappear and then suddenly reappear after a while, our identities will be exposed."

"And what if someone sets up an ambush at our return point while we're in the dungeon, waiting for us to return and launch a surprise attack? What then?"

"To sum up, only the two locations I just mentioned are suitable as return points when leaving the dungeon."

"Wait a moment...."

After saying this, Yuuki Asuna suddenly felt something was wrong. A look of suspicion appeared between her brows, and she stared at Asagiri's face.

"I can think of it, how could you not think of it? Are you testing me again?"

Asagiri nodded and smiled, "It does have some testing aspects to it."

Yuuki Asuna pressed on, "Part? You mean there's another reason?"

"Ah."

Asagiri looked directly into Yuuki Asuna's eyes and spoke very seriously.

"I'm worried that you're taking advantage of the opportunity to enter the dungeon to come to my house and do something bad to me."

"I'm plotting against you..."

Asuna Yuuki rolled her eyes and replied unhappily. Thinking back to what Chika Fujiwara said to her in the classroom, she felt speechless.

Asagiri is quite handsome, but for Asuna Yuuki, who knows his personality, her impression of him is completely different from that of a handsome high school student living in Tokyo.

If I really want to say...

The Tokyo Shibuya Chainsaw Demon, a person with super powers who can summon black ghosts at any time, a person without fear or mercy, a player who just enjoys having fun, in front of these heavyweight labels, the outstanding appearance is no longer worth mentioning.

"Come to my house."

After teasing Yuuki Asuna, Asagiri switched to serious player mode to prepare to conquer the dungeon.

"What if your parents suddenly decide to come visit you on the weekend and they happen to see us about to enter a dungeon, or just as we're leaving? That would be hard to explain. So, it's better for you to come to my house."

Yuuki Asuna was curious when she heard this, "But isn't it possible that your parents would come to visit unexpectedly?"

She only knew that Asagiri lived alone in Shibuya and had no idea about her family structure.

Asagiri shook his head and replied with a smile.

"Heh, if that were to happen, we'd probably need to call a professional exorcist."

............

After taking the tram to the apartment where Asagiri lived in Shibuya, a bustling area in Tokyo, Yuuki Asuna seemed a little uneasy. After all, this was her first time to come to a boy's home, and...now there were only her and Asagiri in the apartment.

After sitting down on the sofa, Yuuki Asuna adjusted her skirt, took out a set of her newly bought sportswear from the shoulder bag she was carrying, folded it neatly and placed it next to her. Then she couldn't help but look at the furnishings in the living room with curiosity. She wanted to know what life was like for someone with a personality like Asagiri, besides being a player during dungeons and a genius at Shuchiin, at home?

"Yuuki-san, please stop staring at my TV with that nympho look, okay?"

After hearing Asagiri's words, Yuuki Asuna came back to her senses and nodded embarrassedly.

"Oh, sorry, I was thinking... No, who's the nympho!?"

"Look, you're in a hurry."

Asagiri opened the refrigerator in the living room, took out a can of frozen Coca-Cola, unscrewed it, took a big gulp, then looked at Yuuki Asuna, who was sitting on the sofa and seemed a little restrained, and smiled.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Mineral water is fine, thank you."

"Well, go on."

After taking the mineral water thrown by Asagiri, unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a sip, Yuuki Asuna's nervousness eased a little. Looking at the other person sitting on the single sofa, she took the initiative to speak.

"Oh, right. Last night, I suddenly remembered the information we found in that mental hospital. I tried searching online for 'Giant Mountain Mental Hospital' and the name 'Chris Walker.' I found that the place name and the patient's name both came from a horror game called 'Outlast.'"

024 Asuna, the Wife's Power

After saying this, without waiting for Asagiri to speak, Yuuki Asuna sighed slightly as if she had expected it.

"Oh, I know, I know. You must have searched for this information a long time ago and got it, right?"

"Correct."

Asagiri nodded, and then suddenly spoke righteously.

"Yuuki-san, I'm training you as a 'player' to analyze intelligence independently. This is all for your growth, and I've painstakingly put in!"

"You actually call yourself "Zhen"... Do you think you're the emperor?"

Yuuki Asuna first complained like this, then she tucked her long hair behind her ears and murmured.

"However, according to the information I found online, the truth behind that game is that they're actually experimenting on mentally ill patients. The final boss is a cutting-edge nano-technology robot. It's not one of those horror games with evil spirits or ghosts. And... there aren't any nearly three-meter-tall, bloody-faced nurses. It seems that while the dungeon arranged by the app has some similarities to the real-life game, it's not a complete one-to-one replica."

"Well, so don't be too clever and think you have all the information, and lose your caution. This is also an essential quality for players."

"Oh right... well..."

Yuuki Asuna couldn't help but clench her hands on her legs, and she mustered up the courage to speak.

"That app with the eye icon doesn't seem to have the function of sending messages to other players..."

Asagiri nodded: "Yeah, it's so inconvenient."

Yuuki Asuna paused, then coughed twice and hinted.

"Um...Have you heard of LINE?"

"I know."

Asagiri smiled and spoke frankly.

"That day, a few girls from our grade asked me for my contact information during lunch break."

"Then why don't you give it to me? Is it because I'm not good-looking?"

"That's not the case. She is indeed very pretty, but..."

When Asagiri said this, he suddenly became serious and spoke righteously.

"As a gamer, how could I possibly use my phone in front of others? What if they were also gamers and saw the eye icon app on my interface? I would have just brutally rejected them!"

Upon hearing this, Yuuki Asuna nodded in sudden realization, but then suddenly realized something.

"Oh, isn't that right? Can't you just give me your email address or phone number?"

Asagiri shook his head and pointed to his head.

"I have a bad memory and can't remember my email address or phone number at all."

Yuuki Asuna was silent for a few seconds, then looked directly into Asagiri's face and spoke slowly.

"Your excuse is so lame..."

"Oh, you figured it out?"

"Who can't see that? So you used this lame excuse to reject those girls back then?"

"That's not the case. I've always been honest and outspoken. I just said directly that I don't want to give it to you."

"So that's it..."

For some reason, when Yuuki Asuna heard that Asagiri did not make any excuses but directly and firmly rejected those girls' requests for his contact information, she felt a little happy and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

"So... do you have a type of girl you like?"

"of course."

"what does it look like?"

Facing Yuuki Asuna's expectant and curious gaze, Asagiri spoke seriously.

"The personality must have unique shining points and be a soul mate with mine..."

After hearing what Asagiri said, Yuuki Asuna was thinking that she didn't expect the other party's standards for choosing a girlfriend to be unexpectedly ordinary, when she heard the other party say next.

"And then you have to have a good figure, a cute and delicate appearance, and change into different sexy outfits every night to spend happy time with me. Wear black stockings on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, white stockings on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, and fishnets on Sundays. And it would be best if you could have a themed cosplay activity every week. For example, today you could be a gentle maid waiting for the master to come home, tomorrow you could be a cold female office worker wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the day after tomorrow you could be a shy witch who is reluctant to accept, and the day after tomorrow you could be a sexy and charming bunny girl, or something like that..."

"Stop, stop, stop. Please stop for a moment."

Yuuki Asuna couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she interrupted Asagiri directly, her cheeks slightly red, and said unhappily.

"I was asking about the type of girl you like, not asking you to go crazy here."

"Oh, so that's it."

Asagiri nodded, and then said something that made Yuuki Asuna blush completely.

"Then work harder and try to live up to my standards. By the way, choose sheer black and white stockings, not thick pantyhose. That way they won't be astringent at all."

“Who…who would let you wear something like that!!!”

Just when Yuuki Asuna was on the verge of breaking through the defense, Asagiri's action at this moment pulled her back instantly.

Asagiri took out her cell phone, shook it in her hand, and then smiled at Yuuki Asuna.

"Let's exchange LINE email addresses and phone numbers."

"Eh? Oh, um..."

The slight anger that Yuuki Asuna had originally felt due to Asagiri's teasing disappeared in an instant. After responding softly, she took out her mobile phone and exchanged mobile phone numbers and LINE email addresses with the other party.

"Okay, now that things have come to this, let's eat first. Do you want to eat?"

Seeing Asagiri take out two buckets of instant noodles from the cardboard box next to the refrigerator, Yuuki Asuna couldn't help but frown.

"Is this what you usually eat at home?"

"No, I usually eat bento or order takeout."

Asagiri explained with a smile, "But, after midnight tonight, we could be entering the dungeon at any time. If we eat a bento or order takeout, there's a small chance the ingredients might not be fresh, leading to food poisoning and other issues. That would affect our state of mind when we enter the dungeon, so it's better to just eat instant noodles."

"You can't eat instant noodles..."

Yuuki Asuna said this first, then stood up and walked to the door, put on the pair of small leather shoes again, tapped the ground lightly with her toes, and said with a gentle smile.

"How about this, what kind of food do you like? I'll go out and buy it. When I get the ingredients back, I'll cook it for you. That way, you don't have to worry about the ingredients not being fresh."

025 The Hotel Duel Where Evil Spirits Haunt

The end result was that Asagiri followed Yuuki Asuna to a nearby supermarket to buy groceries, and then returned to his apartment.

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