You say this is a love game?

Yasuhiko Satori hates it.

Hated his own powerlessness.

From a certain moment on, his life in his thirties had been heading towards a dark abyss.

Thinking about it, it was when my wife was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago, right?

In fact, the cancer was detected neither too early nor too late, and the doctor said there was still hope. However, the condition continued to worsen during the treatment. When my daughter was three years old and needed care the most, my wife had to undergo long-term hospitalization.

This requires a lot of money.

Yasuhiko Satori has always been the pillar of the family. In order to earn enough money to support his wife's treatment, he worked twice as hard in the workplace, and even used his spare time to do part-time and private work. Like a clockwork machine, he went back and forth between the workplace and the ward.

But fortunately, he has a well-behaved and sensible daughter.

Yasuhiko Satori has always felt guilty. His energy has always been occupied by his wife and work, leaving him with little time for his daughter. His wife has been hospitalized for a long time, and his daughter has to visit her in the ward if she wants to see her. This has led to their extreme absence during their daughter's growth.

For a long time, he worried that his daughter would develop psychological problems due to the lack of parental care.

The situation he worried about did not happen.

His daughter, Satori Yoshiko, turned out to be a very well-behaved girl. She could even take care of her parents' emotions, share their stress, and brighten up this already tortured and exhausted family.

If it weren't for Yoshiko's encouragement, he and Harukako would have probably collapsed long ago, right?

In fact, Harukako is not as strong as her children imagine. She often feels afraid, afraid of death and fear of loneliness, but she forces herself to be optimistic in front of her daughter, all for the sake of letting Yoshiko have a good memory.

She actually knew a long time ago that her illness was incurable.

Her last obsession was to record all her future greetings to Kako in the form of a video.

Once a month, once at every important milestone in life... She gave all these videos to him, hoping that he would pass them on to their daughter in the future.

However, as people often say - a hemp rope breaks at the thinnest part, and misfortune only finds the unfortunate.

His daughter is missing.

Yasuhiko Satori had never hated his own incompetence as much as he did now.

As soon as he discovered his daughter was missing, Yasuhiko Satori went to the Metropolitan Police Department to report the incident.

But disappearances and suicides are common occurrences in Japan.

Even if a missing person notice is posted on the Internet, it won't cause much stir.

What's more, a few days before his daughter disappeared, an extremely tragic murder case occurred in Night Light City - a girl in a school was tortured and dismembered by a perverted killer. As soon as this news came out, local public opinion exploded. The victim's family, the place where the crime occurred, the school, the police... everything became chaotic.

How many people can care about a small missing case?

Not to mention that in the following month, Night Light City completely lost its peace. Two students from the aristocratic school died one after another, and a student from the girls' school committed suicide by lying on the railway tracks. The police force in Night Light City has been fully mobilized. Missing cases of ordinary "unimportant" people like his have long been piled up at the bottom and no one cares about them.

He has no money and no connections.

He himself does not have any social power, and the family has long lost the ability to resist risks - all the savings have been used for Harukako's treatment, and the family has also incurred a considerable family debt for this. This is only done in the hope of retaining even a small period of time from the hands of death.

He could only run to the streets to distribute missing person notices and sit in the hospital ward waiting for notification from the police.

Yasuhiko Satori also fantasized about keeping this matter a secret for the time being so that his wife could maintain an optimistic attitude.

But Harukako was very perceptive and smart. He tried to hide it for a few days, but the lie was exposed by the mother.

Just as he expected, his daughter's disappearance ultimately destroyed the family. His wife, who had once been reluctantly optimistic, became ill more than ten days after her daughter's disappearance. She is now in a state of confusion and is rarely lucid during the day.

"Harukako, I'm sorry..."

It seems like everything is over.

Across the ward door, the boy leaned against the wall, listening to the man sobbing.

He wondered what else he could do.

Did he appear outside the ward holding Yoshiko's hand just to let the child witness the ending with her own eyes?

"Of course not."

Mizutani Makoto let out a long breath and made a decision.

You're such a good person, Yajima-san.

I will definitely thank you properly next time.

Mizutani Makoto bent down and in front of him was Yoshiko Satori, who was crying.

The child was holding a newly bought strawberry daifuku, tears dripping onto the strawberry daifuku.

He pulled an amulet from his pocket.

The human figure is made of gold, with his hands covering his chest as if praying for something.

【Undead Totem】

[Description: When the wearer dies while holding this item, the wearer will avoid this death and will be cured of curses, diseases, and disabilities.]

【Evaluation: This thing transcends life and death.】

It cannot save the dead, but it can save the living who are about to die.

Makoto Mizutani pried open Yoshiko Satori's palm and placed the amulet in her palm.

"Jiazi, go see your mother."

"Go and rescue her."

Chapter 052 Mission Rewards

Late at night, Yasuhiko Satori fell asleep beside his wife's hospital bed.

He is too tired.

The running around during this period has pushed the man's physical condition to the brink of limit, especially when the doctor gave him an ultimatum and seriously explained how dangerous Satori Harukako's current situation is, his mental state also suffered a severe blow.

In this miserable world, the man finally got a brief peace.

He had a dream.

In the dream, his daughter Satori Yoshiko was not missing, his wife was not sick, and the family lived happily together.

What a beautiful dream.

It's so beautiful that people can't bear to wake up.

"Dad, this is for you."

"Please, give it to my mother for me..."

Jiazi handed him a gift.

It’s actually not expensive, it’s the strawberry daifuku that you can buy in supermarkets.

Yasuhiko Satori instinctively took the strawberry daifuku.

What was he thinking?

Maybe I didn't think about anything.

Just looking at his daughter and seeing the relieved smile on her face, he felt something was leaving him.

——The dream is about to end.

No! Wait!

"Jia Zi——"

"Don't leave us!"

Yasuhiko Satori woke up from his sleep with dried tears on his face.

His eyes fell on the bed, but he suddenly held his breath.

In front of the bed, a strawberry daifuku was placed upright.

The man's mind was in a mess.

Before he could think about it, he suddenly saw the changes on the hospital bed - Haruka Satori's ventilator was hanging next to her cheek, and it seemed that it had been unplugged.

However, Harukako Satori's life is maintained by a ventilator.

In an instant, Yasuhiko Satori's heart stopped beating.

The man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Fear devoured his sanity like a nightmare. He simply froze in place, his entire body stiff as if he had lost his soul.

It wasn't until Haruka Satori's chest suddenly heaved violently that his wife sat up in front of him.

In his dull gaze, Harukako Satori held his hand and murmured:

"Kang Yan, did you see that just now?"

"I think I saw Yoshiko..."

……

……

When the doctors rushed out and surrounded Harukako Satori's ward like they were watching a rare animal, Makoto Mizutani had already left the hospital.

In his palm,

The immortal totem rescued by Satori Yoshiko has been shattered into pieces.

"Tsk, disposable items."

Damn that guy!

Can it be replaced with a rechargeable one?

For example, it turns gray after being used up once, and you can fill it up again by killing monsters and taking souls...

Do you know that the player is God?

Games are a service industry!

How can a game that makes players feel unhappy possibly bring them joy?!

Having said that, Mizutani Makoto was in a particularly good mood.

He hummed a tune and felt a pleasure even greater than ejaculation.

Just a one-time thing.

At least, he did what he wanted to do.

Both Touko and Mai Yajima have made great contributions, so their rating of 3.0 is not counted.

Yoshiko Satori followed behind Makoto Mizutani.

The child's eyes were slightly red.

When Makoto Mizutani asked her to unplug her mother's ventilator, she chose to believe him.

She acted like a filial daughter and unplugged her mother's ventilator with her own hands.

From the time the ventilator is removed to the time of death, waiting is a long process.

It is undeniable that when she watched Haruka Satori's vital signs disappear, Yoshiko Satori felt a heart-wrenching pain.

But Mizutani Makoto wasn't lying to her.

The golden amulet shattered, and vitality surged in Harukako Satori.

In just a few seconds, Harukako Satori's body was repaired, all her pains disappeared, and even her breathing became extremely steady.

"Thanks……"

She didn't know what to say except thank you.

Yoshiko Satori has always been sensitive and intelligent.

Although Mizutani Makoto did not give any explanation, it was not difficult to see from his behavior of recycling the amulet fragments that the Undead Totem was definitely a very precious treasure to him.

In terms of effect, it's like having an extra life.

And now, Makoto Mizutani has given her this life.

"Big Brother——"

Mizutani Makoto lowered his head curiously, and saw Yoshiko raise her little face, squeezing out a firm look through her sobbing voice: