My love game with them that will lead to certain death

"Coffee is here~ Let's go to the window seat."

After a short wait, Yangno took Minghai to sit in the corner of the bookstore.

Full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge, she still wanted to get something out of Ming Hai, but was always brushed off by the boy's lukewarm response.

The so-called ex is that special existence who was once an extremely close special friend but has become a stranger, so he knows very well how to shut Yang Noi's mouth at the right time.

The men and women who break up know each other's hobbies and interests very well. They can blurt out the things that the other party hates or is passionate about without thinking too much, and they can reach a tacit understanding without in-depth contact and acquaintance - but all this is just based on years of understanding, and the feelings that maintain the relationship no longer exist.

But the relationship between Yukinoshita Haruno and Narumi Toru is a little different.

A one-sided "ex-relationship" may not be so simply defined.

But no matter what, the feeling of familiarity and intimacy with each other, as well as the relief that symbolizes the "past tense", would surge out from the bottom of Ming Hai's heart every time he met Yukinoshita Haruno's gaze.

That comes from the subconscious of another self.

Although Yukinoshita Haruno has no memories related to him, since the two became lovers in a certain future, it is not impossible in this reality.

Whether this will succeed depends solely on whether Ming Hai steps into the same river twice.

but.

"Only a fool would do such a thing."

Ming Hai raised his eyebrows, and from his expression it could be seen that he was not very interested in this - of course, Yino, who had no idea what he was thinking, could only understand that he was not interested in the current topic, and changed the subject with ease.

During this time, the curly-haired boy lowered his head and checked his watch.

There is still some time before the appointment with Yamada Ryo to choose a bass.

Chapter 42: Yamada Ryo's Melancholy

Ryo Yamada, who has always had very good sleep quality (meaning he can fall asleep anytime and anywhere as long as he feels sleepy), rarely suffers from insomnia.

This was a rare occurrence in her entire sleeping life, so she tossed and turned in bed for a long time trying to figure out why this happened, but she didn't come up with an answer until almost dawn, and she only slept for about three hours in a daze.

And I also had very strange dreams.

In the dream, his friend Toru Narumi was inexplicably involved in a love triangle with a pair of sisters. In the end, the relationship between the three broke down, and the poor boy Narumi was divided in half by the two devastated sisters - of course, this means half on a physical level.

When he asked her for help, she calmly waved her hand and said, "Sorry, Xiaohai, I'm busy right now. I need to study hard. Maybe next time."

After waking up, Miss Yamada Ryo was also particularly confused - of course, her confusion was different from what ordinary people noticed.

"Study hard, how could it come out of my mouth?"

After getting up and washing up, she dragged her slightly listless body to the music store to keep the appointment. Of course, in the eyes of others, Miss Yamada Ryo looked listless every day even if she didn't suffer from insomnia.

"It's all Xiao Hai's fault for telling me about the Shura field between his ex-girlfriend and her sister. I had a nightmare about him just dying before, and now it's a nightmare superposition."

Yes, Ryo Yamada decided to call the journey to the "parallel world" that he had experienced before a "nightmare".

Although all her senses were extremely real when she was in it, the development of this nightmare was not controlled by her. In addition, except for a specific period of time that she had a very clear memory of, the rest of the time was a bit vague - this development could only be explained by dreams.

"Unless some supernatural phenomenon starts to play tricks on me, in fact, all these dreams I have can be connected to other people... If I really have superpowers, what should I call it, Dreamer?"

Ms. Yamada Ryo, who has an extremely divergent mind, was immersed in her own unconventional brainstorming while getting on the train to the meeting place.

For someone like Yamada Ryo who is relatively introverted in both emotion and logic, alone time and sleep are the main ways to restore energy.

Insufficient sleep is like an incomplete battery. Ms. Yamada, who had been standing all the way on the train, felt drowsy and almost fell asleep while standing.

She walked through the busy streets with her eyes half open, looking as if she might faint at any time, which made passers-by avoid her.

"Um... by the way, which way is the music store?"

When she wandered around the street like a headless fly for several times without finding her destination, Yamada Ryo remembered this fact.

That is because I don’t know the way at all and didn’t check the location on my mobile phone in advance.

But fortunately, when she was wandering around the familiar street for the fifth time, a man and a woman came out of the shop next door and their eyes met.

"what."

It was Ming Kukai, who had obviously just finished chatting and was about to part ways - and another older woman whom Yamada did not know.

Miss Yamada Ryo's originally sleepy expression finally perked up a little.

"Hey, Yamada."

The curly-haired boy waved at her indifferently, but the woman with medium-length black hair who looked a little older from her dress and makeup noticed that they knew each other and seemed quite familiar with each other, so she looked Yamada up and down carefully.

"Oh, could this be the friend you mentioned that you planned to go shopping with, Toru-kun?"

"Well."

Yamada Ryo was not confused or puzzled by this woman who appeared out of nowhere. He just nodded to identify himself and turned his gaze to Ming Hai who was standing aside and did not intend to explain too much.

"Xiao Hai, how come you got a girlfriend after just one day of not seeing each other?"

Then this sudden remark made the other two people present choke.

"… She's not the one, but the elder sister of the head of the club activities department at my school."

"Haha, nice to meet you. I'm Yukinoshita Haruno, the elder sister of the club leader of this kid. I'm currently studying at a university in Tokyo. I'm a senior who's three years older than you. What's your name?"

Yamada readily accepted this explanation, but she was sensitive and sensed something wrong from the key words such as "sister" between the lines.

“…My name is Yamada Ryo.”

She introduced herself with a symbolic nod, but even Yamada himself didn’t know why—

The woman in front of her addressed the curly-haired boy in a familiar way, which made her feel a little uncomfortable for no reason.

"Just call me Liang. No need to be so reserved like Xiao Hai."

"Okay, Liang-chan~ Then you can just call me Yang-no-senpai, no need to be so distant like Toru-kun."

“Hey, hey…”

What are these two doing?

Ming Hai Toru silently looked at the two people in front of him who seemed to be competing with each other. Although he could see that they were a little hostile to each other, he had no idea where this inexplicable competition came from.

"I heard Toru-kun say that he came to buy musical instruments with you today. Could it be that Ryo-chan plays music in a band?"

“Well, I play bass.”

"Wow~ That's amazing! It's great that you can keep your hobbies and study at the same time at your age. After all, when I was in high school, I had to balance grades and club activities, which was really hard. Ryo-chan, have you thought about what you want to do in the future? Will you continue to play in the band after graduating from high school?"

Here she comes again, this woman whose words always make people feel uncomfortable.

But before Ming Hai could show his displeasure, Yamada responded indifferently.

"Let's talk about graduation after graduation. I'm not able to answer this question with my current academic qualifications."

Yamada Ryo actually learned how to deal with Yukinoshita Haruno without any instruction - is she really a genius?

Perhaps she did not expect Yamada to be such a straightforward person, Yukinoshita Haruno was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted.

"Ah, Tetsu-kun's friends are all outspoken kids."

She turned her head to look at the calm curly-haired boy, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was obviously malicious.

Now the pressure came to Minghai.

In response to this, the curly-haired boy's counterattack was -

"You guys are having such a good time chatting, why don't you continue? I'm going shopping by myself."

He quit the game directly, yawned boredly, waved his hand, turned around and left.

"I want to go shopping too."

Following closely behind was Yamada, who suddenly became agile. She rushed forward in one step, with no trace of her previous listless look.

Yukinoshita Haruno was left standing there in a daze, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

"Oh my... these two kids really don't play by the rules at all."

In the distance, Ming Hai and Yamada, who were walking away, bumped fists.

Regardless of whether escaping is shameful or not, it is really useful.

Chapter 43: What ex-friend? What girlfriend?

As an ordinary male high school student with a healthy body and mind (to be determined), Toru Narumi has a life routine and mixed habits of both good and bad that are no different from other students of his age.

I would be distracted in class, and during my free time I would joke around with one or two familiar classmates. I would do my cleaning duty half-seriously and half-lazily before going to participate in club activities, and finally go home to end a school day - of course, this was without a part-time job.

However, the only thing that makes him different from the people around him is that he is not that keen on interacting with the opposite sex.

I happened to be assigned to the same duty group as a classmate I had a crush on. While pretending to be nonchalant and talking about daily topics, I hoped to have a little physical contact while cleaning. Even if my elbows could touch briefly when I was wiping the chalk on the blackboard, my heart would beat fast.

Ming Hai has never had any of the above fantasies or experiences.

Of course, he is not more keen on contacting the same sex, this point needs to be emphasized.

Youthful girls can certainly make people dazzled and unable to take their eyes off them, but they do not occupy the entire huge issue of youth.

People have more important things to do. For example, when he is studying for exams or working to earn a living, he does not have any unrealistic fantasies about campus love comedies, so he does not take the initiative to approach girls and has been isolated from the opposite sex since he was a child.

Until this inexplicable love simulation game began.

"So Xiao Hai, you like people who are older than you."

In the music store, Yamada, who was choosing a new bass, was troubled by this remark.

"Who gave you the illusion that I like Yukinoshita Haruno? Although I do want a beautiful, young, rich woman to support me so that I can avoid decades of detours, it's better to find a rich woman who's a little dumber."

"That's right. Even smart rich women won't be attracted to you. After all, you're hard to please, Xiao Hai."

"Thank you, Yamada. You don't have to praise me like that. I know I'm different."

"I often wonder if the way I express myself is wrong, which makes you feel that I am complimenting you."

In fact, this kind of conversation has happened countless times between the two of them, so they are not surprised by it. Only the clerk standing at the cashier counter has a business smile on his face but is secretly sweating in his heart, fearing that they will get too excited about chatting and not buy anything.

"And the main reason why I think so is not because of you."

Yamada picked out a bass guitar that looked good in both decoration and hardware configuration. As he spoke, he held it in his arms and played it a few times to test the sound.

"If you hadn't said a while ago that you imagined a Shura plot between two sisters in your novel, I wouldn't have thought about it in this way."

"what……"

"To be honest, I originally thought that the beautiful senior just now might be your ex-girlfriend or something, but when I think about it, Xiao Hai, you have no interest in interacting with girls at all."

"Yamada, your intuition may fail you one day."

"Oh, you are wrong. Your intuition is too accurate, Ms. Yamada."

Ming Hai curled the corners of his mouth and watched Yamada play the prelude of a classic song with skillful technique - it was Nirvana's "Love Buzz".

How should I put it? Since that unreliable system said after the last simulation, what happened in the simulation will affect reality to a certain extent...

So how obvious is this "certain degree"?

Yamada also appeared in the second simulation, so could she be one of the people affected by the simulation?

Or in other words, is it possible that Yamada's intuition is so accurate because it is influenced by the system?

There was no point in thinking so much, so she could just ask directly - since the other person was Yamada, she wouldn't think too much about it.

"I mean Yamada."

Ming Hai said this after making up his mind.

"Have you ever felt anything was wrong lately?"

"Well?"

Hearing this, the short blue-haired girl stopped fiddling with the bass, and her originally focused expression relaxed a little.

"Xiao Hai, what do you mean?"

"Yeah - just a feeling. Is there something in your daily life that suddenly changes, or something like that."

Ming Hai was at a loss for words for a moment and could only use such vague language to express his thoughts. After all, although he perfectly preserved the memories in the simulation, he had no idea how these people in reality would be affected by the simulation.

"Well - buying this bass will use up all my pocket money and make me have to live on grass overnight, does that count?"

“This can be ruled out.”