My love game with them that will lead to certain death

Even though Minghai pressed the T key countless times, the pop-up window did not exit. It seemed that they were serious.

[Excuse me, why are you so opposed to my product? What's wrong with you? 】

"Excuse me, but it's nothing to do with you if you don't like to play dating games since you were born solo."

[Oh, I see. Judging from my emotional perception, you were just angry out of shame.]

Someone please smash this broken system.

[But are you really willing to give up this game? Give up the feeling of experiencing another life, and the girlfriend who exists in another possibility. ]

This is even more major news.

[Yes, even you can have a girlfriend. ]

"Explain what the fucking word "even if" means. I'm not that interested in dating. Can you try something really tempting?"

[If you can avoid crises in the game and follow the corresponding game rules, then based on your performance in clearing the level, you will be able to gain some of your own abilities in this simulation - this is the reward I give you.]

"That sounds interesting. Can you elaborate?"

[For example, the more outstanding your performance in the game, the more achievements you will get, and the final reward entries can also help you in the real world. ]

"The entry is linked to performance, which means the better the performance, the easier it is to get an SSR?"

[Yes, the entry rewards are related to your experience in the dungeon. If you can achieve excellent performance or outstanding performance, there are also "hidden rewards" prepared for you. ]

Oh, the general meaning is that there is a hidden trophy for reaching 100% of the achievement.

"Although I am more excited the more you talk about it, I have not agreed to accept your game invitation."

But I have to say, it is a very tempting proposal.

[You just clicked "Start Simulation", and I didn't force you to make this decision. So this is not an invitation, just a notification. ]

"How come even simulations are being forced to buy and sell these days?"

[And the attributes you just threw out are the basic data for this simulation. Well, let me see... Oops, what bad luck. ]

It's more than just bad luck, it can be said to be a bad start.

[But I believe you have the magical ability to turn danger into safety. Then next... according to your recent demands and desires, I will start the first simulation for you on time. I wish you good luck. ]

"On time—at least agree on a time!"

When Ming Hai sat up with a cry of surprise, there were no densely packed faces in front of him, and no outrageous system voices echoed in his ears.

In the dark and narrow student apartment, only the computer screen beside the bed overflowed with bright white light that hurt the eyes. There was no simulated pop-up window on the screen that could be called a computer virus, only the blank document page that Ming Hai had opened earlier, which was dazzling and a little creepy.

“………Could it be a dream?”

Because he had been lying on the bed without knowing when, and had just recovered as if he had just woken up from a dream.

I checked the electronic alarm clock beside the bed and it was now 2:30 in the morning.

Chapter 2: Do you want this blessing? (Part 2)

Falling asleep due to lack of inspiration probably makes you dream at night about whatever you think about during the day, so this nightmare is so outrageous.

What about future simulation, future girlfriend, future crisis...it just sounds so troublesome.

Moreover, I simply cannot imagine what kind of peach blossom I will encounter as I am almost immune to the opposite sex, unless this thing is also guaranteed to be assigned.

The curly-haired boy rubbed his eyes, tossed and turned for a while, and finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

Don’t worry about tomorrow’s things tomorrow. The boat will sink when it reaches the bridge.

The next day, after being woken up by the alarm clock and washing up as required, Ming Hai Toru had no real feeling about what happened last night.

As usual, he prepared a simple breakfast for himself and went out half an hour before the class started, as if everything had returned to his familiar daily routine - but Minghai's intuition sensed that something was still wrong.

Even in the boring Chinese language class and the high school math class that was like a lullaby, Ming Hai still felt that this daily feeling was not real. The reason was probably because the "dream" last night had been lingering in his mind.

This is like the teacher saying there will be a test but not announcing the test time, causing the candidates to become nervous and fearful, fearing that they will be caught off guard by a sudden attack.

Ming Hai spent the class time, which should have been difficult, in a restless state, and in the blink of an eye it was time for a talk with Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Why are you so listless? Okay Ming Hai, as we agreed yesterday, I'm going to take you somewhere next, so you have to cheer up."

Teacher Hiratsuka smiled mysteriously, and then led the curly-haired boy out of the teacher's office in a semi-coercive manner. However, her uncompromising personality made Ming Hai feel particularly friendly - by the way, could this be a sign of a guaranteed girlfriend?

"Teacher, are you going to introduce me to a girlfriend?"

"Huh? What are you thinking? There's no such thing. I can't even find a date myself, so how can I have the time to matchmake for you kids?"

"Teacher, you don't have a boyfriend yet..."

"The older leftover woman didn't mess with any of you."

Hiratsuka gave him a cold look that said, "If you keep talking, I'll kill you," but he seemed to be used to this kind of marriage and love issues. Ming Hai ignored her threatening warning and delivered a straight shot in a casual tone.

"I'm just surprised that such an outstanding teacher doesn't have a partner yet. Those guys are really short-sighted—"

If my future girlfriend is Hiratsuka-sensei... that wouldn't be bad either? Becoming a toy for an older sister at such a young age would mean saving twenty years of detours.

In response, Mr. Hiratsuka was just a little surprised and was stunned for a moment, but soon regained the relaxed demeanor that a teacher should have.

"Oh, you're quite sweet. If I were a few years younger or you were a few years older, I might have been attracted to you. What a pity. But I'm telling you, Ming Hai, do you have any plans to join any clubs?"

"I'm sorry Sensei, I have always been a loyal member of the Homecoming Club."

"Hey, why don't you try to step out of your comfort zone? Maybe it can change the future."

"I always feel like there's something else behind your words, teacher. Do you teachers have indicators in this regard?"

"Don't be so sensitive about this, kid. But I sincerely suggest that you consider it - new interpersonal relationships, new encounters... It will definitely lead to a new future."

The future...?

The two walked through the corridor that was a little deserted after school and stopped in front of an activity room that had been abandoned for a long time.

"Teacher, you said that... huh?"

Just as Ming Hai raised his head and was about to respond to Hiratsuka - his keen senses caught something strange.

The corridor, which should have been quiet, was suddenly filled with the sounds of students playing and the air around them seemed to be completely replaced by a strange air in an instant.

And when he raised his head, the teacher in front of him had disappeared.

A strange feeling crept up my back like a cold ghost's hand, and my vision blurred for a moment before returning to normal.

But this time, Ming Hai Toru felt that something had changed slightly.

His sight seemed to be farther from the floor, giving him the feeling that he had suddenly grown taller.

The furnishings of the environment seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. For example, a name that easily gave people a lot of imagination was hung on the door of the activity room. The room was no longer the old look that Minghai had seen on the road before. Instead, it had been carefully cleaned and retained signs of having been used.

[The first simulation begins. Please find the best solution to the crisis in this simulation and get through it. Good luck.]

Sure enough, the simulation began.

“Difficulties…?”

Ming Hai, who realized that he had turned into a young man, looked at himself in a daze, and did not notice that there was a figure approaching behind him.

Then she put her hand on his shoulder very intimately.

"Archer, what are you doing standing here like an idiot?"

The girl with fluffy black short hair smiled and blinked. Her bright and charming smile and cheerful and pretty aura would make people feel refreshed at first glance.

"Hey, what's the point of you coming here? There's no one here now."

The girl poked Ming Hai's tilted cheek with her finger, and the familiar touch made the knowledge that did not exist before instantly flood into his mind -

The person in front of him is "his" ex-girlfriend, Yukinoshita Haruno.

At this moment, her smile, which seemed friendly and gentle but was actually firm enough to be irresistible, was filled with a hint of deep meaning.

"We agreed to go see Yukino together, right? She's not here now."

Yukinoshita Haruno simply glanced at the empty service club activity room, then very naturally hugged the still somewhat confused Ming Hai and left.

Walking out of the familiar yet unfamiliar teaching building, the two of them headed straight towards the parking lot.

Ming Hai sat in the driver's seat reluctantly. Compared with the problem that he couldn't drive without a driver's license, another question made him a little worried.

"Are we going to...?"

It will take time for memories to emerge, and he has not yet fully connected with his own memories in this "future".

"Ah, why do you look like you're still asleep? I just told you that we're going to meet Yukino-chan."

Yukinoshita Haruno sat in the passenger seat with ease and fastened her seat belt, only leaving a few words to Toru Narumi that were lighthearted but extremely shocking when she turned around.

"Where can a seriously ill person go? Even if she is unwilling, she can only stay in the hospital obediently."

“………Eh?”

It seems that this "future" has indeed brought about earth-shaking changes in the lives of many people.

Chapter 3 I Want to Eat Your Pancreas

As memories emerge, Ming Hai gradually recalls the first half of his life.

In this simulation, Toru Narumi was born in a typical East Asian family. His father, who was absent for many years, and his mother, who worked hard to raise him but had a strong desire for control, made for a childhood that he did not miss.

After entering junior high school, the depressing campus atmosphere made Ming Hai unable to arouse his interest in boring studies. He always ranked last in grades and would only cram for exams when they were approaching. In the end, he was miraculously admitted to Sobu High School.

And the woman with short black hair who was sitting next to him and directing the butler to drive to the hospital—

"Huh? What's wrong Archer? You keep staring at me blankly."

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and winked at him, but there was a hint of teasing in her bright and lively eyes.

"Oh, could it be that you've fallen in love with your ex-girlfriend again?"

Yes, it was his high school sweetheart.

In this simulation, Toru Narumi was born three years earlier than the original one. He started dating Yukinoshita Haruno as a classmate at Sobu High School, and they broke up after they went their separate ways during graduation season.

As for the reason for the breakup...

"That won't work. Although we broke up peacefully, it's not realistic to rekindle our old relationship."

Yukinoshita Haruno waved her hands, obviously having no intention of falling in love again.

"And just like a few years ago, mother won't look favorably upon us."

"Yang Nai's family is so troublesome that even if I had that idea, I would be persuaded to give up."

Ming Hai Toru, on the other hand, looked indifferent and didn't take Yino's rejection to heart at all.

"How heartless! You were the one who pursued me first."

"What a hassle~ It was because Yang No's mother thought I wasn't worthy of you that we broke up."

When exes meet, it's not always hostile. It's more likely that they'll be sarcastic to each other like they are.

Just like many high school couples who get together because of hormones, the relationship between Toru Narumi and Yukinoshita Haruno was not based on pure love, but more on curiosity and affection.

Yukinoshita Haruno, who has always been a good student and a role model among her peers, noticed Nagisa, who was always lazy but always got above average grades in exams. Nagisa was not averse to getting close to Haruno, who was also outstanding in appearance and study, and the two of them naturally started dating.

Of course, it is easy to end such a relationship. All it takes is a summer graduation season and a parent's casual remark that "you two are not a good match" to put an end to it.

"In the current situation, it is more reasonable that you, Yang No, have always been obsessed with me."

Ming Hai, who recalled all the memories in this simulation, rubbed his temples and turned to look at the smiling woman beside him.

"Oh, why are you being so distant? Even though we broke up, at least we're still old friends. What's more, I'm going to help you now."

Yang Nai smiled and winked at him. Her warm smile and adorable demeanor remained the same as they were in high school.

"You've been submitting your writing since you entered university, right? I've seen your short stories in some libraries. But I haven't seen them much recently..."

But as Yukinoshita Haruno's ex-boyfriend, Toru Narumi knew that no matter how brightly she smiled, there must be some long-planned purpose hidden behind her smile.

"Oh, that's right. It's been almost half a year and I haven't received any royalties."

Toru Narumi readily acknowledged his identity as a writer since he entered university.

"Compared to writing, it's easier to find a rich woman~"

Brewing inspiration, submitting for review, and officially publishing - each step is actually extremely energy-consuming. As a newcomer who has just entered the industry, those days and nights of staying up late to think about inspiration with coffee as if they really happened, reappearing in Minghai's mind.