Evolution of a Girl

Just like this time.

He was in the virtual world at this time.

This was a magnificent hall, and he and his opponent were sitting on either side of a round table.

There were two revolvers in front of the two men, and each had a round of ammunition.

The opponent raised his gun.

Then he aimed it at his head.

"Click——"

Blank bullet.

Saito also raised his gun, loaded it, and pointed it at himself.

"Click——"

Blank bullet.

The opponent over there is a little nervous.

Although it is a virtual world, if the trigger is really fired, the pain is real.

Although you won't be hurt in the real world, you can't escape the mental trauma, and if you're not careful... you might actually die from excessive stimulation.

"Click——"

Another blank.

The other party breathed a sigh of relief.

Saito also raised his gun and pointed it at himself.

"Click——"

Blank bullet.

Quickly and neatly.

The other party raised his gun for the third time.

"boom!"

Blood spurted out.

"WIN."

A prompt appeared on the system.

A smile appeared on Saito's face.

"Won."

Made another big profit.

This exciting gambling is different from the traditional gambling, but because of its danger and excitement, the cost is quite high.

Perhaps unable to bear the excitement, the opponent withdrew from the competition.

Saito felt that he was very lucky today, so he wanted to press on with his victory.

He returned to the hall and began to choose his opponent.

There weren't many people around, because this was indeed a dangerous gamble, and it involved real money.

"Newbie?"

And at this moment, he noticed a room that had just been opened.

This person has been online for 0 hours, so he is probably a newbie.

It was most fun to bully the newbie, and he entered the game.

"Huh? A woman?"

Is it a girl of about seventeen...?

It's a virtual body.

Saito guessed.

There are usually two situations behind this virtual body.

One is male.

One is a woman who is not confident about her appearance.

He didn't care much about it, what he cared about was the mode the other party used.

"Cut-throat combat mode."

Based on the stakes of both parties, the winner is the one who wins all the money of the other party. If they leave midway because they can't bear the pain and fear of having their head opened, the other party will also win all the money.

This newcomer must not understand the rules very well, so he opened this mode.

"Hello." The other party greeted Saito.

Her face was expressionless and seemed a little rough, but combined with the girl's body, it inexplicably revealed a kind of delicacy, as exquisite as a doll.

Is this because the virtual body hasn't been debugged yet?

It's a pity that in this space, all the senses will give real feedback.

"Hey, newbie, do you know what mode you're in?"

I'll just mercifully warn you. It's not easy to create such a beautiful model.

"Yeah." The other party answered intermittently.

Tsk, let me teach you what society is!

"Let's get started." Saito was ready.

Afterwards, the two of them entered the virtual duel hall again.

The girl's fingers were very slender. She gently picked up the revolver and put in the ammunition.

The contrast of this quiet and elegant girl holding a firearm is really surprising.

But when he thought of the other person's money, Saito no longer felt any sympathy for her.

I've taken your money!

The girl loaded the ammunition and pointed it at herself.

"boom!"

An extremely bloody scene.

"WIN."

Saito won the first game.

The next moment, the originally bloody scene returned to normal.

The girl sat opposite.

The expressionless girl just sat there, looking at Saito, as if nothing had just happened.

Hey, hey, hey, this mentality is too good, right?

However, seeing that the other party's balance decreased and his own balance increased, Saito didn't care.

In the second round, it was his turn to go first.

"Click."

Nothing happened.

Then it was the other party's turn.

The girl raised the gun expressionlessly and pointed it at herself.

"Click."

Again nothing happened.

Then, we arrived at Saito.

"boom!"

The bullet shot out of the gun and ruptured his brain.

A huge pain and sense of loss instantly swept through my body.

The skull was opened and the brain was crushed.

The feeling of chaos made Saito's eyes go dark.

"Ugh... cough cough... huff..."

When he came to his senses again, he was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were full of stars, his heart was beating fast, and his muscles were cramping.

If this wasn't a virtual world, it would have been a fatal experience.

But even with a virtual body, the side effects are obvious. At least the mental pressure is unavoidable.

Fortunately, Saito was an experienced person, so he quickly calmed down.

"Tsk."

Compared to the experience of death, having his money taken away was what made him feel even worse.

But fortunately, it's a draw now.

Round three.

The first four shots were out of ammunition.

However, every relaxation means the next tension.

The probability of being hit the first time is one in six.

But the second time it was only one-fifth.

After the fourth time, it was one third.

And the fifth time, it was one-half.

Saito had never heard of a cut-throat fight that was a gamble from beginning to end.

These matches usually end with one of the players suffering a mental breakdown.

Mental stress does not only come from death itself. The torment before death is sometimes more stressful than death itself.

Because I have experienced the feeling of being near death, I will never want to experience it again.

Many suicide victims who are not mentally ill will not attempt suicide again after being rescued. This is because they have understood the greatest fear that comes from the hearts of all living things.

"Click."

Saito's hands were shaking a little.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Blank bullet.

Won.

Then it was the other party's turn.

This is the sixth time.

There must be a bullet in it.

This situation is even more terrifying than before.

Because before, at least there was a chance that he would not be shot, but this time, there must be ammunition.

However, according to the rules, giving up is not allowed. So the person over there must pull the trigger himself.

Then the girl raised the gun and pointed it at herself.

His face remains unchanged.