I was the fourth disaster in Yokohama and was loved by everyone.

gas!

Why isn't the task finished yet?

Grab him again, beat him.

Repeat this process three times, and the mission is finally complete (yay!)!

[The Lost Exercise Book: A lost exercise book was found on the roadside. The owner must be very worried. Would you be willing to help find its owner?]

The name on the notebook was crossed out. That's easy. I just glanced at Ranpo's notebook.

Although Ranpo muttered to himself, "You have to ask a famous detective for such a small thing... Fine, fine, I can't do anything with you...", he still quickly gave an answer.

Following Ranpo's hints, the player successfully found the owner and completed the quest. Seeing the NPC's joyful tears, the player felt very gratified—today was another day of doing good deeds!

Morality +1

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

These daily tasks are easy and fun to do, and each NPC's reaction is very realistic, especially their crying expressions—they really do have runny noses!

Players curiously peeked out.

That day, after completing a errand to deliver flowers, Zhu Yu rode her children's bicycle around the streets—after all, if she rode a motorcycle, the speed would be too fast, and she would easily miss the NPCs with yellow exclamation marks above their heads on the street.

Motorcycles are used for getting somewhere quickly.

The bicycle turned a corner and entered an abandoned park.

The park's iron fence is rusted to a dark red, and wild grass sprouts from the cracks in the paving stones, trembling slightly in the wind, silently licking this forgotten territory.

The fountain had long since dried up, and the bottom of the pool was covered with a layer of decaying matter mixed with dead leaves and rainwater. Occasionally, insects would crawl over it, making a soft, rustling sound.

The streetlights in the park were crooked, their glass covers broken, revealing dark, gaping cavities inside, like a blind eye.

In the vast park, only one NPC was sitting quietly on a dilapidated bench.

I've never been here before!

Explore, explore!

Unfortunately, because it had been abandoned for so long, the trash cans in the park hadn't respawned any useful items. A thorough search of every nook and cranny of the park yielded no collectible "glow spots."

Straightening up and looking around, Zhu Yu focused her gaze on the NPC she hadn't noticed before.

On the bench, the man sat quietly, almost like a work of art. He leaned back in his chair, his head tilted slightly back, and a newspaper covered his face, completely obscuring it.

He was wearing a well-tailored, pure black suit, with the jacket open to reveal a matching black silk shirt underneath. The top two buttons of the collar were undone, and the lines of his collarbone were faintly visible.

His all-black attire made him look like he had gotten lost at a high-society party, or like a gentleman agent on a secret mission.

His long legs were casually crossed, with his left toe lightly touching the ground, maintaining his balance so he could get up at any moment.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the sycamore leaves, casting dappled shadows on him. In this peaceful afternoon, it was like a still photograph, telling an untold story.

What actually caught Zhu Yu's attention was a black hat placed next to the NPC—it was flashing a white light indicating that it was "pick-upable," which was a player trap.

She glanced at the NPC who appeared to be fast asleep, and walked over to him openly.

Once the player sees it, it belongs to the player!

But just as her fingertips were about to touch the brim of her hat—

The NPC suddenly moved.

He straightened up and removed the newspaper.

His facial features were pale and sharp, every line imbued with a cold elegance, with a distinct European flair. His delicate and high nose cast a light shadow, and his brow bone and jawline formed a perfect golden ratio.

His eyes were so clear that he didn't look like someone who had just woken up. His glacier-blue eyes reflected Zhu Yu's figure, and there was not a trace of sleepiness in them.

His blond hair, tied up to the side, fell across his face as he sat up straight, like waves of wheat being blown by the wind.

Zhu Yu stared directly at the other person's face at close range, her head spinning: "Oh, oh ho!"

Damn it, why can't I control my mouth all of a sudden?

“This won’t do.” His voice was hoarse from not speaking for a long time, but his fingers pressed precisely on the other side of the hat. The pressure wasn’t heavy, but it was enough to make it clear: he had been waiting for this moment.

?

Hey kid, are you fishing here?

Zhu Yu suspected that the NPC was acting against her, and instantly abandoned her admiration for the NPC's beauty.

Chapter 84: How sorrowful...

Looking up at the NPC's prominent "Lv.88" above his head, Zhu Yu wondered if it was possible to snatch the hat and run away right under the nose of this high-level NPC.

She pretended not to hear, and with lightning speed, grabbed the brim of the hat and yanked it—

The hat remained firmly in place, without moving an inch.

...A crushing defeat (sigh)

The man seemed to have anticipated this; with a flick of his long, slender fingers, the hat traced an elegant arc in the air before landing steadily in his other hand.

“No, that won’t do.” His voice remained calm, with a hint of nonchalance. “If you like hats, I can give you other hats.”

W-what? A gift for the players!

But this black hat is a prop...

Zhu Yu's previously sullen expression changed, and she became conflicted.

Why can't we just beat up the NPCs and rob them?

I glanced at the NPC's head again; it was still green.

Most NPCs you meet when you first meet are yellow-named; it's rare to find an NPC who's green-named right away.

Seeing Zhu Yu's conflicted expression, the man raised an eyebrow slightly and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he were teasing a cat with a toy: "If you want it, why don't you tell me your name first?"

Since the other party was a green-named individual, Zhu Yu's attitude softened, and she greeted him: "Hello, I am [Meichuan Kuzi]."

When doing routine tasks unrelated to the Port Mafia, she never wears a disguise.

"Did you choose your own name?" He smiled, as if he had everything under control.

"Yes." Although it was randomly drawn by the system, she quite agreed with it and decided to treat it as if she had chosen it herself.

"It seems you are quite comfortable living among people."

Zhu Yu: "?"

Otherwise, am I living among ghosts?

But it must be a compliment, so just accept it.

She nodded in agreement: "Yes."

“That’s not good.” He bent down and got closer, and she met a pair of smiling blue eyes—eyes that were a mixture of doting and a kind of morbid obsession, like looking at a child throwing a tantrum and wanting to run away from home.

"Humans are dangerous. They weave traps with soft words and bury chains with gentle touches. I once believed in a smile or a promise for a moment, until I realized it was just the beginning of another form of domestication—they want me to kneel, to bleed, to willingly wear shackles."

“They say I’m aloof, cold-hearted, and a non-human monster. But if ‘humanity’ means betrayal, deception, possession, and destruction—then I’d rather be incomplete forever, an outcast forever.”

wait wait wait!

Why did this NPC start babbling on and on?

Zhu Yu was completely bewildered.

What's with all this talk of "danger" and "inhuman"? Can you give the players a heads-up?

Could this strangely speaking person be the oddball Ranpo was talking about?

Seeing Zhu Yu's expression that seemed to say, "I don't understand, what are you muttering to yourself?", Verlaine frowned slightly: "So you have no memories at all? No wonder..."

The man's fingers suddenly gripped her wrist lightly, with just the right amount of force—enough to leave no bruises, yet not enough to make her easily break free.

A slight smile curved his lips as he slowly said, "I am Verlaine, a non-human being, just like you."

Side Quest – “The Mystery of My Origins”: You've arrived in Yokohama, only to discover you have no memories of your past. Who are you really? Memories are the amber of the soul; investigate your origins and find out where you came from!

After accepting the quest, Zhu Yu straightened her attitude—this was an important NPC who had triggered the new quest, and he would probably provide her with clues to complete it, so she had to treat him well.

She nodded earnestly, as if she believed whatever the other person said: "Yes, okay, I'm not human."

Haha, so the players are actually "non-human" in the game's setting? How cool!

The players are going to be inhuman! (cheers)

Her eyes suddenly lit up as she looked expectantly at the NPC whose name box now displayed "Verlaine"—Are there more? Are there more?

Verlaine paused for a moment: "...Logically speaking, you can call me brother."

Zhu Yu replied instantly, "Hello, brother."

So he's the older brother in the player's character design. Oh well, he can't be the wife.

Zhu Yu glanced at that delicate European face again and again with a hint of disappointment.

Mr. Verlaine, the "King of Assassins" who was once described as "not very human," showed a rare hint of what humans would call "worry"—is it really okay to believe him based on just a few words?

But... he's telling the truth, so why can't we believe him?

He thought about it again and nodded to himself.

“You also have an older brother named Nakahara Chuuya,” he added.

Zhu Yu: "???" Wait, how did Chuuya suddenly become the player's older brother!

No—(Erkang's hand gesture)

How heartbreaking it is for a close friend to become family...

"I've come here to take you away."

"Where are you going?" Zhu Yu asked instinctively, still in shock.

“Leave here, get away from people anyway.” He said, gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind Zhu Yu’s ear. “You’ll understand me, right? Only we are the closest of kindred spirits. When we meet, loneliness has an echo, and heretics can gather in groups.”

“I’ve been observing you for a while now, and the moment I saw you, I knew we were the same kind of people.” You stood in the crowd, yet it was as if there was a transparent cocoon between you and me.

He withdrew his hand and smiled, "Let's go together after I bring Chuuya back."

"Please don't worry, your brother will soon clear away all obstacles."

A burning light danced in Verlaine's clear blue eyes, and a determined smile curved his lips.

Actually... she wasn't in a hurry, and she didn't really want to leave.

But since the newly minted older brother has said so, let's not discourage his confidence.

Anyway, the player has legs, so they can run away whenever they want.

The considerate player nodded: "Okay."

He smiled with satisfaction at his sister's obedience.

He released Zhu Yu's hand, his movements as light as if he were releasing a butterfly.

"Ah...the annoying one is here." He sighed softly, but a gentle smile curved his lips. He glanced into the distance as if sensing something.

He suddenly leaned down, his movements so fast they created a gust of wind, but he stopped just before touching the girl, his slender fingers gently pressing against the back of her neck.

“Remember what your brother said.” His lips almost touched her earlobe as he lowered his voice, “Don’t trust humans too much.”

As footsteps approached within twenty meters, Verlaine straightened up gracefully, pulled his hat up over his head, as if he were about to attend a banquet, the back of his black suit billowing and falling like a raven's folded wings.

Good afternoon, little sister.

The moment the last syllable faded away, his figure had already retreated into the shadows of the trees where the sunlight could not reach.

Only the lonely newspaper lying on the bench proved that he had been there.

“Click, click—”

A series of footsteps stopped abruptly behind her.

Chapter 85 The Great Bathing Crisis