Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes

Uesugi Hitomi's first four attempts were all wrong, but fortunately she entered the correct information on the fifth attempt.

“所以说，结婚日期是2036年3月15日，现在的实际日期是2037年3月15日！”

Looking at her phone, which had been successfully unlocked, she tried to open LINE, but all the content was blurry, except for one chat box with the message "[March Angel]".

[Has the last train already left? Are you alright?]

I prepared cake and red wine~(*￣︶￣)】

The road outside the station was dark, and it looked like it was starting to drizzle. I'll bring an umbrella and pick you up.

[Message: Video call (no answer)]

What happened?! Your phone's dead?!

[Message: Video call (no answer)]

I'm hesitating whether to call the police. I'm really worried; at least reply with a picture.

Uesugi Hitomi opened her mouth, suddenly realizing that she seemed to have lost control of the character.

Her consciousness seemed to be instantly driven to a corner, and she could only watch helplessly as the character slowly typed on the phone.

I will come back, I promise. Please make me a bowl of my favorite buckwheat noodles, my angel.

send.

Because of the lack of network or extremely weak signal, the message kept spinning after being sent. (In fact, in the absence of any network, LINE would directly report an error.)

The sudden power slowly subsided, and Uesugi Hitomi regained control of her character.

"Was that part of the plot just now?"

Uesugi stared at the still-spinning message, silently exited the app, returned to the home screen, and after confirming that there were no other clues, handed the phone to the girl in the white dress.

".Thanks."

The girl in the white dress took the phone, stared at the screen blankly for a while, and her eyes seemed to clear up a little, no longer as confused as before.

"You need to find that handle and turn the iron gate open. I'll help if necessary."

After saying that, she took a step forward, but her footsteps made no sound when they landed on the ground.

In just a few steps, he passed through the wall and disappeared without a trace.

Uesugi wasn't surprised at all; how could a normal person stay in a place like this so calmly?

Having lost her lighting equipment, she relied on the faint light from the exit to find her way out of the maze.

"Still at Hibiya Station."

Uesugi peeked out from behind the obstacles and could see rows of skeleton ghost soldiers patrolling in tattered old military uniforms.

"The iron gate she just mentioned, is that it?"

Uesugi could vaguely see a large, round, enclosed iron gate on the railway wall below, covered with various dilapidated "No Entry" signs.

At the edge of the platform, there was a small room resembling a police booth, with lights shining from inside.

The so-called handle is most likely located here.

Uesugi carefully noted the patrol routes of the demon soldiers and began to try to approach the mysterious little room.

Then she died.

"Waaaaah, my head, my head~ Waaaaah!"

In the messy room, Uesugi, curled up in bed, let out an indescribable, strange cry.

The toes that emerged from under the covers seemed to have their own thoughts, and the whole body trembled violently.

"Three times! I've been stabbed to death by the same skeleton minion three times!"

Uesugi's hand trembled as he reached out from under the covers and struggled to pull them back, revealing a pale face and disheveled hair clinging to his sweat-drenched forehead.

"I'm going to eat braised pork ribs all day tomorrow!"

Using a mental victory strategy, she finally managed to slowly endure the three near-death headaches.

No matter how many times you try it, you can never get used to this taste.

Although limiting yourself to dying twice would be much better, as long as you don't die a third time, you won't reach that extreme pain that touches your soul.

But she couldn't help but hate him!

Clearly, it was just a hair's breadth away!

She could even faintly hear voices coming from inside the house.

But in the same spot, she was discovered by the same skeleton soldier. The guy rushed up with his bayonet rifle and stabbed her to death without saying a word, leaving no survivors.

"Simply, unforgivable!"

After lying there for a while, Uesugi gritted his teeth and got up, his head "hanging" on the computer desk. He opened the game modeling software, and despite his fatigue, he recorded the map, the ghost soldier patrol routes, and the destinations from the game as he remembered them, and began modeling!

Witness the power of technology! Skull-shaped pork rib soup!

Times have changed, so how can we remain stagnant and use outdated problem-solving methods!

The omnipotent AI will punish every stubborn traditionalist equally.

Chapter 59: An Unexpected Holiday

April 8, Friday, Golden Sunday.

Just in the early hours of the morning, the wish-granting deity, perhaps unable to withstand the students' DDoS attacks, granted their wishes.

Due to the significant external influences, the college issued a notice temporarily announcing that students would study at home on Fridays, and that they would also have a three-day holiday including Saturday and Sunday.

The holiday came unexpectedly, and teachers of all subjects did not have time to assign homework. The subject test originally scheduled for today by the Dongshan independent class group had to be postponed to next week.

Upon hearing the news, Dongshan was so excited he screamed like a ghost. Not only did he roll around on the bed, but he also jumped off the bed and punched a set of punches before he could suppress his urge to run to share the news with his older brother.

If I wake my brother up in the middle of the night about this, he'll get a beating.

This matter is very important to him, but for his older brother, it will probably only earn him an "oh" in return.

He snuggled back into bed, opened LINE, and messaged his girlfriend, who he didn't know if she was asleep, to arrange where to go the next day.

"Still unable to withstand the pressure, have you taken a vacation?"

Upon waking up in the morning, Shinichi Higashiyama looked at the messages on his phone and began to ponder what to do during this three-day weekend.

Should Ueda's remains be sent back to Komaru Village?

No, even if he uses a paper doll to go to Komaru Village, he still needs to personally go to Mie Prefecture at least once.

However, with current technology, it is indeed possible to perform big data screening. His reason for going to Mie Prefecture is very insufficient and is easily suspected.

Most importantly, based on the speculation about the Kurosaki Chimei they found at school last time, they have already focused their thinking on Ueda, Muto's adopted son, to break the deadlock.

Who knows when the investigation will trace back to Mie Prefecture?

When the data is compared, it will be discovered that a student from Komagome Academy came to this place without any reason. Even if his reason is valid, he will definitely be added to their list of suspects.

He didn't want to be exposed and then engage in a battle of wits with the authorities amidst suspicion and speculation.

The best thing is to live your life peacefully in the background.

Especially since he currently lacks the ability to ignore human weapons and cannot become a Homelander, completely hiding behind the scenes is the most appropriate course of action at present.

Sure enough, I guess I'll spend these three days playing video games.

Then, I took some time to investigate those three players and create files for them.

One slightly user-unfriendly aspect of this game system is that it only provides the player's name, approximate location, and the ability to synchronize or review the other player's game actions; it doesn't provide complete player information.

However, none of the three players have been able to complete an official ending yet, so they can only be considered trial players. Perhaps the information will be different when they become official players later.

But waiting for food to arrive wasn't his style. Besides, the number of games he could play each day was limited. Spending some time in his spare time to confirm the information of the three players might be helpful in the future.

After finalizing the tasks for the next three days, Higashiyama Shin glanced at the time; it was exactly six o'clock. He got up.

"Good morning, bro."

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Higashiyama Doku emerge from the bathroom looking drowsy.

Higashiyama Shin checked the time again to confirm; it was indeed six o'clock.

Was this guy so excited about the holiday that he didn't sleep all night?

This is something he's really capable of doing.

Are you having dinner at home today?

"I'll probably be out all day. First, I'll go for a cherry blossom picnic, then I'll go to the amusement park, hehe. Bro, can I have some pocket money?"

The cherry blossom season is now almost over, with only a few late-blooming cherry varieties still in full bloom, such as the double-flowered cherry.

Higashiyama has never been particularly fond of cherry blossoms, which are ubiquitous, so it must be his girlfriend who likes them.

Finance Minister Shinichi Higashiyama estimated the amount of money his younger brother had left in his pocket, guessed his possible expenses, and finally came up with an amount that would allow the two of them to have a good time, but not to be extravagant.

"Long live my brother!"

A sound came from Dongshan, Wuhu, as money was credited to his account.

Love is truly terrifying.

Higashiyama Shin ignored him, washed up, packed his things, and prepared to go to the gym.

The effects of the Transformation Pill are becoming apparent; he now feels his muscles swell every morning when he wakes up.

My body seems to have inexhaustible energy, and my overall physical condition changes every day.

If he continues to improve like this, he suspects that within a week he will break through the current human limits and be at the forefront of all humankind.

Jumping from several stories high and lifting a car overhead with bare hands is not a dream.

Wearing a bodysuit is all it takes to portray a friendly neighbor in Tokyo.

With such amazing physical abilities, he'd be unbeatable when delivering food; who could possibly outrun him?

"Get up so early?"

At the gym, Shin Higashiyama unexpectedly saw Chiba sitting in the rest area, lost in thought, holding a badminton racket.

She tied her hair in a high ponytail, put on a sweatband, and wore a body-hugging tracksuit, creating the illusion that her legs went on forever.

"Want to play badminton?" Chiba must have come specifically to wait for him.

“Okay.” Higashiyama Shin took two steps closer and took a racket from him.

The gym and indoor badminton room are on the same floor. These are common facilities in the tower and are included in the property management fee, so it's a freebie.

Even if you don't use it, you still have to pay the management fee.

There's also a swimming pool inside the tower, which Higashiyama Shin occasionally swims in, but Chiba has never been, which is in line with her personality.

Snap! Snap!

Half an hour later.

"Hoo-ho-ho"

Chiba watched helplessly as Higashiyama Shin smashed the shuttlecock, which bounced high off the ground. She had already reached out her racket, but still couldn't catch it.

She wiped the sweat from her chin with the back of her hand, calming her breathing, her eyes full of doubt, "I feel your stamina has improved a lot."

"I didn't waste my spring break, Chiba," Shin Higashiyama teased, changing the subject.

Chiba pursed her lips, her face, already flushed from the intense exercise, becoming even more red.

"Come again."

She picked up the ball, refusing to give up.

Another half hour later.

As Higashiyama Shinji gradually showed signs of fatigue, the two began to fight back and forth, and Chiba's doubts about Higashiyama Shinji's stamina disappeared.

But in the end, they still couldn't turn the tide.

"I lost," Chiba admitted defeat, but a clear smile appeared on his face.

It's rare to see her smile so clearly on a normal day; you only see it occasionally when she's playing badminton.