You say this is a love game?

"what?"

"I don't have any thoughts of falling in love... It's not directed at you, but at me personally."

Mizutani Makoto gulped down the carbonated drink in his can and scoffed, "It's not like anyone else confessed to me besides you. I rejected them all, not just you."

Yajima Mai persisted: "Then what's your reason for not falling in love?"

Mizutani Makoto pretended to be a hipster and looked up at the thick dark clouds that looked like splashed ink.

He said: "In love, in love, do you want love or love? The former is too superficial, the latter is too heavy, and not all love can eventually lead to love. For me, in love, you have to fall in love with someone, but love as such... don't you think it would be very troublesome?"

"It's troublesome to fall in love with someone."

"Carrying this feeling of falling in love with someone, you feel like your shoulders are weighed down. Even walking is uncomfortable. You always have to consider what so-and-so thinks, and you have to consider so-and-so's happiness... It's heavy and troublesome, and once it appears, it never goes away. This weight will be with you until the end of your life."

Mai Yajima unconsciously rotated the umbrella handle, and there was silence for a long time. As the umbrella rotated and tilted, the raindrops falling from the edge of the umbrella connected into lines and fell continuously.

Until the girl held the umbrella handle with both hands, seemed to have figured something out, and finally a vibrant and cheerful smile appeared on her face again.

"Then I heard it."

Mizutani Makoto was ready to fight. "What do you have to say, sir?"

"You're scared."

The moment this woman opened her mouth, she immediately denigrated a natural warrior who disregarded life and death as a coward. Mizutani Makoto's face immediately darkened. A girl secretly called you a coward right in front of you. Who could resist such an assessment?

However, she held her head high and chest out, as proud as a peacock with its tail spread out, and her surging momentum roared towards her like a tidal wave.

"You're afraid that even if you end up falling in love with me, you won't be good enough to me, and won't be able to give me all your best like you wanted."

He must be scared, right?

Mai Yajima put away her umbrella openly, and Makoto Mizutani quickly handed the umbrella to Mai Yajima's head. This subconscious action made the girl giggle, and soon the giggle turned into a open smile. She leaned her umbrella in her hand and hid under Makoto Mizutani's umbrella.

she thought.

He must be afraid that he doesn't have the ability to fully love someone.

"You are a hopelessly gentle person, Cheng."

In the darkness, the girl's eyes were inevitably dim under the light, and even her pupils were not clear, but Mizutani Makoto had a vague feeling that these eyes were surprisingly bright, as if they could see directly into people's hearts.

"You're scared, but I'm not."

"If Cheng is really a little boy who's afraid that his love isn't deep enough, then I want to grow up with Cheng. When Cheng becomes a real man who dares to take responsibility, that will be the time for me to get the upper hand~!"

Mizutani Makoto felt that this guy probably looked at the corners of the wood too much.

Are you just looking at the corner to learn how to behave? !

This concentration is higher than mine!

His face was filled with black lines, and he was about to explain to the girl that reality is not simple, and the consequence of not being able to distinguish between the second and third dimensions is a crisis of social death.

But looking at the girl's smiling face, he silently swallowed back these disappointing words.

Okay, you have a nice smile and what you say makes sense.

Mizutani Makoto looked into the distance, slowly gazing at the world in the rain. The two of them seemed to be isolated in a small world, with only the sound of rain, accompanied by the damp smell and the coolness of the evening breeze, blowing on their faces, making it difficult to tell whether this was sober reality or an occasional crazy dream.

Who would stand outside with an umbrella and watch the rain at this time and in this weather?

It happens more often in dreams.

Just as I was thinking this, a window suddenly popped up in front of me.

CG: [If you're afraid of love that's not passionate enough, how can it not be considered love?]

It’s very different from the previous black screen with red text. This one comes with a CG screenshot like a wallpaper.

"?"

I go.

Tongzi, do you still have this function?

And how can you still make your presence felt in a place like this?

You, a dead soul, really think you're playing a love game?!

Mizutani Makoto was so angry that his teeth were itching.

The boy glared back: "Go back and stop daydreaming."

"Are you shy~?"

Mai Yajima's giggling expression was still imprinted in Mizutani Makoto's mind. He shook his head, feeling that it was hard to get rid of it.

But no matter what, he sent Mai Yajima back first.

"So fast?"

"How about we see how late it is now? We've finished watching the rain. It's time to get under the covers. Then go stay under the covers."

Mizutani Makoto urged the girl to move forward, but Yajima Mai walked unsteadily and stopped intermittently, like an unlucky person heading to the execution ground.

This time he stepped into a puddle, and that time he kicked a stone.

The short walk felt like reincarnation, and it was not until Mizutani Makoto dropped her off at the foot of the apartment building that she reluctantly waved goodbye to him.

Yoshiko Satori:OVO.

When Mizutani Makoto opened the door, he saw Satori Yoshiko with this expression on her face. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he could actually see a hint of "watching the fun" on this girl's face. He leaned his umbrella against the corner of the entrance wall for the time being, waiting for it to dry before hanging it up.

"Big brother, there's this!"

At this time, Yoshiko Satori suddenly ran over here with a pair of shoes, and opposite her was a pair of over-the-knee socks, which were black and had an attack speed-enhancing style.

Makoto Mizutani put aside the black stockings of Miss JK that he had imagined in his mind. What was in front of him now were Mai Yajima's shoes and socks. The girl's shoes and socks were already wet, and she didn't intend to go far when she went downstairs, so she simply put on his slippers and walked out. Now her shoes and socks were left in his house.

Do I also have to help her wash her shoes and socks and dry them?

No, no, no, according to Satori Yoshiko's temper.

"I'll help big sister wash the socks first, and big brother will return these things to her tomorrow!"

He has arranged it now?

Satori Yoshiko walked away happily. Mizutani Makoto looked at her back and began to reflect on whether he, as the head of this family, was too decadent. Perhaps he should handle some housework himself... But then again, Satori Yoshiko usually didn't let him interfere with these housework, and she did a better job.

How to wash over-the-knee socks?

Just throw it in the washing machine and hang dry?

When Mizutani Makoto lay down, he also received a letter from Yajima Mai.

Sutori: I left my stuff with you! Tomorrow, get up early and at least return my shoes to me!

Mizutani Makoto strongly condemned it, saying, "Don't talk as if he had killed Mai Yajima and taken her shoes!"

But Yajima Mai seemed to have a firm grasp of it, and her words were particularly lively.

do not care.

Continue his hard-working activities!

Mizutani Makoto lay on the bed for a while until midnight. Mizutani Makoto put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind and put all the boy's vigorous energy into the crack.

He still has to play games to the fullest, and women will only affect his self-discipline!

In the next four days, Mizutani Makoto didn't do anything fancy.

It was nothing more than taking a life out of the soul farming and then fighting with the gap girl again after farming the souls. This was both a test of the "serving god descending" state after Satori Yoshiko reached the paper position, and also to explore the skill panel of the gap girl, and once again confirmed that his numerical value was still a little short.

Now his goal is clear - to collect the secret medicine, and then use the high-concentration secret medicine to blow her up!

Time came to Saturday.

Mizutani Makoto went out early.

While waiting on the street, the phone in my pocket started buzzing.

I took out my phone and as expected, it was a Line contact.

[Cremated on the spot: Mizutani-san, I've prepared the things you requested.]

The person who was "cremated on the spot" was naturally Akemi Ota.

As early as Tuesday, Mizutani Makoto received a reminder from Yajima Mai and privately asked Ota Akemi out for a chat.

He thought it would be quite troublesome, but who knew that this girl would be so... obedient?

Using the word "obedient" to describe a young girl clearly showed a lack of respect for her personality and smacked of teasing. However, Mizutani Makoto observed Ota Akemi's reactions and discovered that the girl was strangely submissive in his presence.

He didn't even need to explain too much, he just said that he wanted to ask her to collect some herbs, and that this could be paid... Before he could finish his idea of ​​paying, this rich JK changed it to free, and said very confidently that if he couldn't do it, he would be beheaded.

Where do our lords and generals come from?

Even if it is, isn’t our role positioning a bit off?

Which lord would dare to use a rich lady as a general? Would he reward the army like Miss Dong Bai?

While Mizutani Makoto was deeply shocked, he couldn't help but reflect on the exciting bond between him and this small-time... and crucial rich girl NPC. After thinking about it, the only thing left was the fate that he saved this girl when he broke through Yomi High School.

It seemed that the impression he had left on her before was too deep. He pulled the girl out from under Ninomiya's hand, with the momentum of a hero saving a beauty.

Suspension bridge effect?

So great, Brother Diaoqiao’s big hands.

Obviously, Makoto Mizutani still underestimated the complexity of human hearts. Having never attended a four-member tea party, he certainly had no idea how many abstract crazy women there were in this group.

The person in front of him even wants to be controlled by him... in a physical sense.

[On-site cremation: Where are you? Share your location with me and I'll bring the items over.]

Makoto Mizutani initiated location sharing and then began to wait.

He didn't intend to take advantage of Ota Akemi, as he was still thinking about how to pay the bill.

About twenty minutes later, a familiar figure appeared. Mizutani Makoto and Ota Akemi were staring at each other across the zebra crossing, and the latter excitedly waved at him twice, as if she were meeting her idol.

After so many days, Ota Akemi's attitude towards him seemed to have changed a lot.

From the beginning, she was afraid of his image as a killer holding two swords, being ruthless and taciturn. Later, she took the initiative to become close friends with Mai Yajima, who had already reconciled. With Mai Yajima's help, the two of them became barely familiar with each other.

It was also from the "familiar look" stage that the mystery of the exorcist gradually faded away. After all, they were sixteen-year-old peers and saw each other in the same class every day. It was difficult for him to have the mysterious feeling of a hermit. Anyway, he could see it now - Ota Akemi not only did not retreat, but instead became quite interested in "paranormal events".

Which boy or girl hasn’t had a middle school experience?

He could understand this feeling.

The light turned green, and Ota Akemi trotted over. She was dressed exquisitely, a sweater peeking out from under her off-white tweed jacket. Her haze-blue diamond-patterned tote bag clung to her waist as she trotted, making her a truly exquisite and charming beauty.

She is better at dressing up than Mai Yajima.

The so-called aesthetics mostly require money and energy to accumulate.

Just like the Akemi Ota in front of me, she should be considered two people when I met her at school.

The school uniforms are indeed good-looking and can highlight the unique youthful beauty of girls, but for those JK girls who really know how to dress up, even the JK uniforms are probably just a slightly weaker seal. They have their own makeup and dressing systems.

Just... weird?

Ota Akemi stopped half a step away to catch her breath.

The girl's face was a little pale, and Mizutani Makoto could keenly sense her emotional fluctuations. Her state was contrary to her exquisite dress, and she looked a little flustered?

Mizutani Makoto asked: "Did anything happen to you?"

There was a hint of surprise in Ota Akemi's eyes. When she saw Mizutani Makoto's tall figure, the panic caused by lack of sleep seemed to calm down a lot.

"Ok!"

Ota Akemi nodded heavily.

But she didn't directly tell Mizutani Makoto about her experience. Instead, she took off the tote bag she was carrying.

"Wait a minute, there's no need to deliver on the street."

Mizutani Makoto stopped the girl's actions. The latter was stunned for a moment as if she had just woken up from a dream, and withdrew her hand angrily.

However, Mizutani Makoto was willing to help her carry the bag.

Mizutani Makoto asked her where she wanted to go. He didn't usually go to the streets, so he let Ota Akemi decide. Ota Akemi hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to make a suggestion and sat down at a nearby fast food restaurant.

Entering a familiar place, Ota Akemi's tenseness finally faded a little. The black-haired girl with glasses breathed a sigh of relief and habitually tossed her long hair. Suddenly, she came to her senses, sat up straight, and looked seriously at the boy across the table.