The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

The second time, when you were buried, people attended your funeral in black. They declared that you no longer existed in this society.

The third death is when the last person in the world who remembers you forgets you. At that time, you are truly dead, and the entire universe will no longer have anything to do with you.

"Is the purpose of your writing a book..."

Keeping family members alive in the memories of others is an act that is both noble and deeply sad.

"No, listen to me first. Simply put, the three kinds of death are: physical death, social death, and spiritual death.

Physical death means that the metabolism of all vital organs stops one after another and irreversible metabolism occurs. It is impossible to revive the entire body.

Social death refers to the existence of non-physical belongings after a person dies, which become inheritance upon his or her death. When the value of the belongings disappears, social relations also disappear.

Spiritual death refers to the existence of a power in the human spirit that transcends life. The spirit of an ordinary person is generally inherited by the individuals around them, so the spirit does not die out. However, when this spirit (memory) is forgotten by the world, it represents spiritual death.

I mentioned earlier that people who write memoirs usually want to pass on their spirit and memories to avoid these three deaths, but this is similar to my purpose in writing books, but it is different. Although I also hope that my family can leave a mark on this world, what I really want to do is..."

"Yes?"

What could it be, Hua Lin wanted to know, wanted to understand more about him.

"Yes - I hope that those who are somewhere in the corner of the world will remember to go home after reading this book." Ping Xin smiled and spoke "nonsense" that sounded like the ravings of a madman.

"But... haven't your parents already?"

"Stop, stop, stop looking at me with such strange eyes. I don't need anyone's pity, and I'm not crazy!"

Pingxin gently tapped Hua Lin's head, which made the latter's eyes become more compassionate. After all, every person in the mental hospital claimed that they were not crazy, so they had to call 120 immediately. "I had no choice," Pingxin had to hold Hua Lin in his arms, using this method to prevent her from calling the relevant people and causing unnecessary trouble, and then he continued -

"Hara Rin, do you know about the Damocles plane crash?"

"...It's about the major accident that happened about six months ago—only the back half of the plane remains, and the incision is as smooth as a sword cutting through iron and mud. It's said that apart from the back half of the plane and the identifiable remains of the victims, no trace of the front half of the fuselage and some of the passengers has been found to this day..."

Hearing the name of the "Damocles Air Disaster," Karin finally understood why Hiraishin still harbored a shred of hope. Because the outcome remained uncertain, even if someone had truly survived such a disaster, why hadn't they returned to society? After all, a large search and rescue team, organized by the relatives of a mysterious missing person, was still operating in the area. If someone truly was there... could that be Hiraishin's paid rescue team? Karin finally understood.

"...I have a feeling you might have misunderstood something, Karin."

Hirayuko started playing with Hanarin's long, black hair with purple tips. His hair wasn't long enough for such play. The only difference between him and the little baby was that he controlled his pull so as not to hurt her. That said, it smelled really good, giving him an irresistible charm...

"Misunderstanding?" Because she was concentrating on thinking about how to enlighten Pingxin, Hua Lin did not realize for a moment that the hard and hot object behind her waist was not Pingxin's abdominal muscles but a "belly chicken".

"Yes, it was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding of that man's strength—

After all, my father is a mysterious and powerful man. Every time I think of him, I have the illusion that he is omnipotent. And since he is my father, how could he lose his name in such a small accident?

My mother was just a traditional Japanese Yamato Nadeshiko, a housewife who took care of her husband and children every day, but I knew how much she loved my father, so how could she leave him alone?

So these two must be living well somewhere, perhaps dealing with some troublesome incident, or perhaps even more powerfully, having traveled directly to another world? After all, how could there be a "Sword of Damocles" in the stratosphere 1 meters above the ground? If there really is one, then I have to replace it with the Pangu Axe of the Yan Kingdom!

Pingxin made a joke, as if he really meant it. Although the result of his family's global travels in search of supernatural powers was "Excellent answer: I don't know", he had a hunch that this was not the reality of the world, at least not the whole truth.

Furthermore, his parents always vanished after he fell asleep. Assuming the two people he called his parents were real and not some old man in a ring, a genie in a magic lamp, or a thought entity that failed to attain Buddhahood, then they must be hiding something from him. At the very least, they couldn't be dating outside, because otherwise, why hadn't they given him another brother or sister in all these years?

What Ping Xin can do now is no different from what he did two years ago... just wait, wait and hope -

"So there's really nothing I can improve on? Honestly, this is my first time writing a book like this, so I'm not entirely sure..."

Heishin pretended to be embarrassed and used a small piece of hair to poke Hanarin's nose with one hand, and then the two of them started to play around. Sure enough, this kind of relaxed atmosphere is better... If this continues, Heishin might get depressed, or even develop hypersexuality -

"In that case... maybe there are areas that could be improved. For example, the frequently appearing 'insert diary' format is nice, but besides expressing it directly in text, I think it would be better to imitate the lined note paper commonly used in diaries. If a low-resolution photo could be 'pasted' on top like an illustration, I think that might be even better. And..."

Seeing that Ping Xin looked "very embarrassed", Hua Lin just kept talking.

The perspectives of the author and the reader are ultimately different, and Hana Rin pointed out all the looting that Hiraishin hadn't considered. Regardless of how many of these suggestions were actually effective and could be adopted, the mere fact that readers were engaging with his book was enough to excite him as an author.

"Thank you, Karin... It's great to have you around—"

Ping Xin hugged her tightly from behind. She saw Hua Lin's concern for her. The cautious look when she asked the question before was even more lovable in his eyes. Is there anything more touching than someone sincerely caring about you?

At least Pingxin thinks, no!

"Wait, isn't this... too close (whispering)"

Hua Lin pretended to resist.

"...But let's just keep this a secret and not tell them, okay? After all—

I don't want to be suddenly pitied by my friends or anything like that. Extra emotions will only make the relationship between us no longer pure. I'm no longer a fragile 'glass man'."

Well, it's definitely not fragile glass but a strong steel body... Wait, what is this hot thing that has been pressing against her since before? Before her brain could react, Hana Rin reached out and grabbed back -

"You and I......"

Ping Xin was about to speak, but stopped, and then again, he was about to speak again. In the end, there was only an awkward silence that spread across the room.

"...Speaking of which, Karin. Do you know what we're going to do tonight?"

Listening to Ping Xin's whispers in her ears, Hua Lin's heart was beating fast.

What to do at night, is it?

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Chapter 4000: Holy Warfare (4, plus 5 and )

What I want to do at night is...

"That's right...it's a pillow fight!"

"???"

Hua Lin black question mark.

"Since we're talking about training camps and pajama parties among good friends, how can we leave out this part? Okay, let's start assembling our team now—Avengers, assemble!"

After throwing Hana Rin, whose body had turned limp into a puddle of mud, on the bed, Heishin used this excuse to escape.

We agreed to be friends, but you treat me like a woman?!

Pingxin didn't want to hear his friends scold him like that. He knew there was a part of him that craved warmth, comfort, and a desire to tremble. Besides, if he was going to do it, at least do it after confessing! Confessing afterward would be too strange, wouldn't it? It would be as awkward as suddenly remembering to transfer money to your girlfriend "afterwards"!

"..."

Sure enough, he had feelings for this body—

"Ah, Karin, why are you lying on the bed? I just heard Pingxin say that everyone should sleep on the floor tonight and have a pillow fight. Now come with me!"

As soon as Hiranobu ran out the door, Ichinose Asuna rushed in, a perfect intersection.

"Wow! Pingxin's bed is so big and soft, it feels like it could fit all of us sleeping together. Why is it so big... I know why, it must be because he sleeps so poorly and he's afraid of falling out of bed!"

After entering the room, Asuna didn't pull Karin to play pillow fight as she said, but instead jumped onto the bed and rolled around with her. Who could resist rolling around on a big, soft bed?

"Wait, Asuna, let me rest for a while..." Hua Lin answered weakly, with a faint blush on her face, which was a look she had never seen on Asuna before.

"Karin, is your tutoring so hard? How come you ended up studying until you ended up in bed?" Asuna's smile was as innocent and bright as ever, but Karin didn't dare to look back at her.

"...Yeah, maybe it's because I learned too much that I feel dizzy—"

"Really? Then I want to study with you next time. Can we be together, Karin?"

"Well - then I'll talk to Ping Xin later..."

Hua Lin, who was at a complete disadvantage both physically and mentally, could not refuse her friend, so she had to agree on the spot.

"Hara Rin..."

"I'm here. What's wrong, Asuna?"

"Please don't leave me alone..."

Kadotate Karin turned around and hugged Asuna. Although Asuna always looked sunny and cheerful, her best friend Karin knew that she was actually a person who valued friends very much and was very afraid of loneliness.

"Well...we will always be together, forever-"

A certain JK with animal ears and white silk stockings: Avengers, assemble!

The Tricky Owl Who Loves Hot Dogs: Avengers again, Avengers again!

———————————This is the dividing line where Pingxin assembled the team—————————

"Do you know the story of 'Fuyuki Journey'? Legend has it that it was a Holy Grail War held in Fuyuki City in 20xx... Anyway, skipping the long recap, let's get straight to the rewards!

Welcome to the first pillow battle hosted by me, Ping Xin. Anyway, whoever is standing until the countdown ends will be the winner. And the final winner can get the title of [Quilt King·I], and I can make one of her wishes come true!

It is fair but not public. Shadow Maids' videos are only used for commemoration and to judge controversial moves. This activity aims to enhance friendship among fellow players and promote..."

Ping Xin was standing in the center giving the explanation at this moment. He had wanted to try out such an activity for a long time!

The maids had cleared a large area in the first-floor living room, removing the sofa, coffee table, and other furniture. They had also laid out a carpet, taking every precaution. Heishin stood in the center, pillows of varying sizes stacked at his feet. These were the "weapons" for participants in the "Holy Grail War: Pillow Battle Mod."

"Then let's move on to the contestants' introductions—"

Ping Xin snapped his fingers, and the maids began to use the projector to play the PPT that Ping Xin had prepared earlier, accompanied by the background music that made people feel "cnm, it's on fire!" - 熱き決闘者たち (Fiery Duelist)

"The Black Magician's Black Team: Moonlight, Star Love, the abundant fruit of the night sky, Kadotake Hana Rin, accompanied by the radiant child of the sun, Ichinose Asuna, bursts into the center of the stage at this moment.

The twins of the sun and the moon, close friends, can this two-in-one goddess finally come out on top in this great battle? In short, give it your all! A corner of the dark living room suddenly lit up; it turned out to be a maid on the second floor, coordinating with her in real time, holding a flashlight.

"Ciallo~(∠?ω<)⌒☆, Asuna and Karin are coming!"

As the PPT rotates, the lights go out and the next group's introduction begins -

"Obelisk's Blue Team: The ultimate in strength and the ultimate in softness, perfectly blending big and small, soft and hard, slow and fast. Can this combination of gentle top students and violent delinquents surprise us?

The younger generation, Murokasa Akane, who is always watching, is following behind the Crimson Tyrant today. Let us wait and see whether Meganelu can defend the title of the strongest!

"Ha—do I need to tell you?!"

The next person comes next——

"Ra's Winged Dragon's Yellow Team: A perfectly elegant maid and a clever and capable sister, the fusion of two powerful attributes creates the strongest woman. Not everyone has an equal chance to shine; the winner takes all, and the loser is left to die!

"In heaven and on earth, I alone am the strongest sister maid Asuka Batoki entering alone at this moment!"

"Then, let the battle begin."

During the transition, someone in the bedroom on the second floor noticed something was wrong——

"I say, what are you doing..."

The next second, the maid on the second floor flashed a flashlight and threw the object downstairs, where Ping Xin caught it steadily.

“I now hold the future in my hands, and this one is even more powerful!

On a battlefield divided by the powerful, a red-dyed look celebrates youth and rebellion. It's no secret that the red of red-dyed looks is the red of Osiris! Mei Zhulan, lead singer of the renowned band Afterglow, now joins the fray. Will her divinely gifted voice still unleash the power of her "Thunderbolt"? Will the skills she's honed on the couch unleash unstoppable power?

The last of the three mythical gods has entered the stage. Can she bring us the continuation of fate?! I strongly recommend that you kill her first!

"Wait, your last sentence was just a personal revenge, right?!" Mizukuri kicked Ping Xin in the face, and then rolled to the ground like a defeated knight.

Ping Xin was not in a hurry and continued to push the process forward.

"If you can pick tiny stars, you will get tiny happiness. If you can pick the twinkling morning star, you will get a huge miracle. Sing, dance, and compete with each other!"

When the lights in the living room came on again, Ping Xin's figure standing in the middle had disappeared.

This means the game has begun...whoever gets the weapon first will have the upper hand!

So all the women present looked at Mei Zhulan who was lying on the pillows——

"Wait... I didn't say I wanted to participate, I was just pushed down..."

Although Meganilu does not have an advantage in terms of figure, she is flexible because of regular exercise. In addition, Pingxin had just cured her hidden injuries a few days ago and she eats well every day, so her physical condition is getting better and better.

As the strongest fighting game player, she was the first to arrive at the "Arsenal" and then, holding two slender strip pillows, she punched Mizukane, who was standing there without the will to fight.

"Questions and answers are useless. If you don't want to fight, then retreat here! Ola Ola Ola!"

Meganil used a continuous attack like a violent storm, killing evil with one sword and calming the soul with another!

In order to force Mizukane, who had lost her will to fight, to leave the battlefield as quickly as possible, she even used the ripple power that she had not yet fully mastered.

"But she's truly gifted. I only treated her and didn't teach her anything specific, yet she unconsciously mastered the power of the ripples and put it to good use in combat. If she were in a higher-level martial arts world, her achievements would probably be immeasurable."

Ping Xin, who was sitting on the second-floor handrail enjoying a late-night snack, was pointing and commenting on the chaos below.

"But this carelessness will be the cause of her downfall... Just like I told Mizukari, don't underestimate yourself, but don't think of yourself as some special chosen one either. Nel's carelessness will be the foreshadowing of a reversal of the situation."

"What did you say?!"