Love is not as fun as World of Warcraft

A square, crimson brick with the fragrance of soil still on the four corners.

Generally speaking, this weapon also has a more common and easy-to-understand academic name: brick.

After weighing it in his hand and making sure that he could swing it easily, Shirasaka showed a satisfied smile on his face.

This thing is one of the magic weapons for close-range combat. When necessary, it can be used as a throwing weapon for long-range killing. It is completely difficult to defend against and the cost is low enough.

Apart from being difficult to carry, it is the most useful weapon in this era in all aspects.

However, at this time, one of the great advantages of having the Warcraft panel as a cheat code was clearly demonstrated.

——Shirasaka flipped the palm holding the brick slightly, and the weapon in his hand disappeared without a trace. It looked like a magical close-up magic trick.

Hero units come with a six-slot inventory, which makes sense, right?

Chapter 18: Are We Friends?

By the time Asano Chiya finally moved the pile of garbage in front of her house to the trash can downstairs, Shirasaka had also reloaded his six pieces of ammunition and stood there with a leisurely look on his face.

"Where's your weapon? Why are you standing here empty-handed?"

Asano Chiya held on to the railing beside the road. Due to excessive exercise, her body, which was covered by her sportswear, kept undulating. The amplitude was so astonishing that even the loose sportswear could not completely cover up this spring scenery.

Coupled with the healthy flush on her face after exercise and a thin layer of fragrant sweat, her charm has reached a new level.

But the anger in her eyes was not concealed at all, and the look she gave Shirasaka was filled with a hint of contempt.

This guy actually didn't help at all during the whole process, he just stood there and watched me move everything.

"It's already been put away. It's just that people who aren't smart can't see it. Why, can't you see it?"

Shirasaka showed his empty palms to Chiya Asano. Not only did he not feel guilty at all because his lie was exposed, but he continued to ask her questions.

"I don't want to argue with you. When are we going to eat? I can't wait any longer."

After rolling his eyes at Shirasaka and realizing that he had no chance of gaining the upper hand in the argument with this shameless boy, Chiya Asano touched his belly and then looked at the boy in front of him with anticipation.

Only then did Shirasaka notice that this guy had secretly changed his loose pajamas into sportswear when he went up there for the last time. It seemed that he had been looking forward to this for a long time.

"Alright, let's go now. How can I let you, Miss Qianye, continue to starve? If you faint from hunger any second, I can't bear the responsibility."

Shirasaka suppressed his smile and nodded, without thinking of teasing his lovely neighbor anymore. Instead, he pointed in the direction of a ramen restaurant he often went to and took the lead to walk over with her.

When Asano Chiya heard that Shirasaka had finally started to take action, she rubbed her hands together excitedly. She looked just like a child who heard that they needed to go on a spring outing.

It was almost midnight and there were fewer people on the streets. Only the bright white moonlight hanging in the sky shone on the ground, giving it a faint glow.

With the help of the dim orange-yellow light from the street lamps on the side of the road, Asano Chiye looked at the young man walking in front of him. His shadow was dragged by the light and extended to his feet. It seemed that he deliberately controlled the speed of his steps so that he could easily keep up with him without overtaking him.

It was not until this time that Asano Chiya realized that he seemed to have met Shirasaka only two days ago.

But as if it was some kind of fate, the way she and he got along was like old friends who had known each other for many years. There was no barrier between them at all, and they even had some fun making fun of each other.

Maybe it was destined when he saw her wearing the cosplay costume and didn't look at her with those amorous eyes, but instead discussed the character setting with her seriously?

Anyway, Asano Chiya thought that he felt very comfortable getting along with the young man in front of him.

At least compared to those guys who were actually restricting their actions in the name of support, Shirasaka was much better off...

"Don't be distracted when you walk. It's okay if you bump into someone, but if you get lucky, you'll be in big trouble."

Suddenly, he felt as if he had bumped into something. Asano Chiya, who had been distracted, came back to his senses, and then he heard the voice of Shirasaka coming from above his head.

When he looked up, Shirasaka's cold yet somewhat handsome face appeared less than a foot away from him. Asano Chiya then realized what he had bumped into and quickly took a few steps back.

As the one who was hit, Shirasaka was not affected at all. The main reason was that Asano Chiya was not a Maus tank. Even though the armor on his chest was relatively thick, it looked like it weighed less than 50 kg overall. He would not be injured by a creature of this size.

On the contrary, the amazing touch and elasticity of Asano Chiya's pair of airbags when they hit his back made Shirasaka feel a little unsatisfied.

"We've already arrived, what are you still thinking about?"

After two dry coughs to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere, Shirasaka pointed to the ramen shop next to him.

"I'm wondering, do we count as friends now?"

Asano Chiye stretched out his slender index finger and scratched his smooth little face, and then said out loud the question he had been thinking about along the way.

She has never been the type to keep things to herself, and since she is a bit naive, she naturally says whatever comes to her mind.

However, when Shirasaka heard her ask this, he obviously narrowed his eyes and his expression became a little alert.

"That's true, but even though we've become friends, don't even think about switching to a fancy restaurant. Treating you to ramen is already my limit. I'm still a student, and I can't afford anything more expensive."

Holding his wallet tightly as if to prevent a thief, Shirasaka nodded to acknowledge their relationship and subconsciously took a step back.

"..."

"That's too much! Can't you read the air at all?"

Asano Chiye clenched her fists when she heard this. She never thought that Shirasaka would answer her like this.

Is it that in his eyes, I am the kind of person who doesn't care about anything just for food?

"Then if I ask you to go eat high-end sushi, would you go?"

"go."

——Okay, Asano Chiya admitted that she did have a little bit of a problem of, um, not knowing how to maintain her own image.

Fortunately, after what Shirasaka did, the messy thoughts in Asano Chiya's mind were immediately thrown out of her mind. Why bother about so many things?

As long as you live comfortably, it's good enough. Having a friend you get along with is a good thing in every aspect, right?

"That's it, would you like more ramen?"

Without any intention of continuing to waste time with Chiya Asano in front of the ramen shop, Shirasaka turned around and took her to the shop, which was small but had a booming business.

"Can I have two bowls? That way the soup won't be diluted."

"You're quite the eater!"

As usual, the two of them joked with each other and sat down while playing with each other.

Chapter 19 Who do you take me for?

After a meal of ramen, it was almost midnight.

Shirasaka had no idea how Asano Chiya, with such a slender body, could eat three full bowls of ramen and still consider whether to order a fourth bowl.

Could it be that she also has a six-slot backpack like me, and hid all the noodles in it?

But after noticing some of her unusually majestic parts, Shirasaka felt that everything had a reasonable explanation, and every bit of carbohydrate went where it should go.

No matter what, Shirasaka was very happy to spend the money, especially when discussing various anime with Chiya Asano and found that her hobbies were surprisingly similar to her own, this time of getting along became even more comfortable.

When Shirasaka and Chiya Asano came out of the ramen restaurant, both of them had expressions of wanting more. Looking at them like this, it would be hard for someone who didn't know them to imagine that they just went there to have a meal, and not to do anything taboo about human reproduction.

"Although I agree with your opinion that Gilgamesh is a shabby, the only time he was in Uruk was when he was absolutely right."

Asano Chiya was obviously still immersed in the topic she had discussed with Shirasaka before, so much so that after coming out of the store, she continued to discuss the plot of the game with him on the street without any hesitation.

"This is the author's lack of preparation for filling in the gaps and having to change the character's setting. This is commonly known as eating the book."

Shirasaka didn't think it was shameful to be discovered as a otaku. While responding to her in a low voice, he also didn't forget to lend a hand to the guy who obviously hadn't drunk any alcohol but was still a little wobbly.

Eating ramen can make you feel like a drunk, no one else can do that.

"Well, that's what I'm thinking of doing. So I'm going to stick with making Angelina's clothes from now on. At least her character has always been pretty simple."

Asano Chiya nodded, and then moved on to another person.

It seemed like she never ran out of topics to talk about when discussing these things.

"Is there any connection between the two? Niang Shanshan and Jin Shanshan are completely different people, right? Do you have to consider the original character's design when you cosplay?"

Shirasaka curled his lips, but his eyes swept across someone's chest. He had to admit that this guy's physical condition made him inherently unqualified to cosplay certain characters.

"Of course I only do cosplay that I like and only make clothes that I like. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Asano Chiya turned around with some confusion, and looked at Shirasaka with a look of doubt, as if he was asking some common sense question.

"Well, I think I know why you're so poor. How many clothing manufacturing orders have you received this month?"

Shirasaka covered her face. If she brought her personal emotions into her work, it would be strange if she could make money. Well, only customers choose merchants, so how could merchants screen customers?

"Not yet, but there's a comic convention next month, and I should be able to make a lot of money then."

Upon hearing this, Asano Chiye immediately restrained his commanding demeanor and instead lowered his head to kick the pebbles under his feet, his voice lacking confidence.

If her business was good, she wouldn't be in such a situation now where she can't even afford a meal of ramen.

"Then don't you get any income from cosplay? I see you're quite professional."

Having said that, Shirasaka simply continued asking. If it was understandable that this girl had no business in tailoring, then it didn't seem like she couldn't make money from cosplay.

After all, with her face and body, she can definitely debut as an idol. She can just post some cosplay videos of herself on YouTube. She shouldn't have fallen to the point where she has trouble eating.

"...I just like wearing it myself, but I don't like being seen by others."

His eyes drifted to the side, and Asano Chiya's voice became even lower, and he could only mumble something softly in response.

"You are quite principled."

Shirasaka's mouth twitched. She liked to wear clothes but didn't like to show them to others. In a sense, she was invincible. No wonder she couldn't make money.

However, this can also be considered as a disguised way of protecting herself. After all, with Asano Chiya's naive character, if she really meets someone with bad intentions, she can easily be deceived and cheated of money and sex.

"That's right, I dress so beautifully, why should I show it to others?"

Proudly raising her little chin, Asano Chiya walked behind Shirasaka like a little swan with its wings spread.

"That makes sense. I hope you can keep going."

Shirasaka had no intention of trying to persuade her on this matter. After all, it was just her personal hobby. What right did he have to control her?

Besides, the cosplay circle is indeed a bit chaotic. If someone with a personality like Chiya Asano really gets in, who knows what kind of bad things he will become. Shirasaka doesn't want to see a photo of this guy in a pop-up ad one day.

"Nothing~"

Asano Chiya, who was walking behind Shirasaka, accelerated and walked in front of Shirasaka. She put her hands behind her back, kept facing him, and walked slowly backwards.

"It's no problem for me to show it to you. You can also give me some advice on how to cosplay in a way that's more in line with the character's setting and captures the original flavor."

A pair of beautiful eyes curved into a crescent-shaped arc, and Asano Chiye nodded in approval.

"And you like it too, right? Yesterday I noticed someone's eyes were constantly scanning me, which is not what a gentleman should do."

"..."

Shirasaka paused when his actual actions were exposed. He might be able to make excuses for other things, but there was no way he could make excuses for this, after all, he really did it.

"But considering our friendship, and the fact that you treated me to ramen, this is understandable."

"How about you treat me to a few meals next time and I'll give you some reference for my cosplay in the future?"

Sending a tempting invitation to Shirasaka, Asano Chiya was like a little devil inducing people to sign a contract, looking into Shirasaka's eyes with a smile.

"Who do you take me for? Am I the kind of boy who would give in to such things? I'm good at reading the Spring and Autumn Annals, okay?"

Shirasaka glared at the girl in front of him with a righteous look on his face, as if his personality had been insulted by her.

"You don't want to accept the designated cosplay, but you still want me to treat you? What if you give me a whole ripe mango crate cosplay? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"At least... let me see the picture first."

Chapter 20 Gray Space

Chatting and laughing along the way, Shirasaka and Chiya Asano soon returned to the rented house. After a brief farewell, Shirasaka watched Chiya Asano return to her room.

It has to be said that this was a very pleasant time for both of them. At least they laughed much more times when they were together than in the previous week combined.

But after this leisurely and pleasant time passed, Shirasaka had to face this somewhat cruel reality.

Instead of heading towards his room, Shirasaka just silently confirmed that the bricks in his backpack were back in their original positions, then turned around and walked in the direction he came back.

Stopping silently beside the trash can, Shirasaka raised his head and stared at the gloomy alley that appeared in front of him without knowing when. It was shrouded in gray light, blocking out all the light inside.

Baisaka had been renting a house in this place for several years. He thought he could walk around this area with his eyes closed and there was absolutely no way he would have missed anything. However, the alley in front of him had never appeared in his memory at all.

...But when Shirasaka closed his eyes and recalled the events carefully, he realized an even more terrifying fact.

That is to say, it was not that he had never noticed this alley, but every time he saw this alley, he would subconsciously think that it was normal, and then turn around and forget about it.