You tell me, this is called daily youth?

"It's nice to be with you guys. Everyone has a different way of living, and the two don't conflict with each other." Yuki shrugged. After observing for so long, he found that the people in the diving club were better than he had imagined.

There was no baseball boxing, no men's black ball, it was really just a barbecue party, and they even prepared a lot of juice.

"They were very restrained today and were clearly going out of their way to take care of you. They are indeed reliable adults."

Huh? This is considered restraint?

Mai glanced at Imamura Kohei who had fainted because of the oolong tea, and Kitahara Iori who had lit the 'white water' in his hand, which made Kaguya who was not far away stunned.

The young lady had never seen oolong tea that would make people fall asleep after drinking it, nor had she ever seen flammable purified water.

"Well, they do make a lot of noise, but they know where the line is and they didn't drag you into it."

"Senior, when did you have the illusion that I didn't join?" Yuki looked at her dimly, picked up the empty wine bottle and shook it.

The lights were dim, and Mai hadn't noticed what Yuki was drinking until now. It was only then that she realized it was a wine bottle with the 96° label on it that was very eye-catching.

How could he not join? He just used his ultimate move and scared them away.

"No wonder I didn't see Tokita-senpai."

"He should have vomited somewhere."

"Yuuki, you'll have no friends if you do this. It's totally cheating."

"Not really. It's okay as long as you're in the mood. I'll go and help. It's not okay for Hayasaka Ai and Azusa-senpai to always be a duet." Yuki had just stood up when his hand was grabbed. He turned around and saw Mai's expression of rejection.

"Hey, I just went there to feel the enthusiasm of the senior sister. I absolutely didn't have any extra thoughts. I ate for almost two hours and didn't even talk a few words."

Whether it was Nanaka or Azusa, every time he got close to them, he would be separated. There was no way around it. Both their bodies and personalities were full of mature woman aura, and they were in a different dimension than girls of sixteen or seventeen years old.

"You are not allowed to go anyway." Mai held her head high, with an expression that showed she would not negotiate. With her emotional intelligence, she knew that the two senior sisters had incredible killing power, and that Pighead could not resist them.

Just kidding, I could resist the desire even in the basement of the church. Never mind, it's probably just possessiveness.

"Senior, you don't need to be as nervous as Hayasaka."

"Why?" Mai was too lazy to say one thing and mean another.

"Because you have a big heart too, and you're not fake like Hayasaka."

What is this mess?

Mai didn't come to her senses at first. She looked at Hayasaka in the distance. Before she knew it, she seemed to have grown a little bigger. Then she lowered her head, and a blush appeared on her face, reaching her ears.

"You pig-head!"

......

"I really thought you were a beast, but it turns out you're just a facade. And unlike what I imagined, you're not as cold and austere as you appear. It seems oppression is something that only affects certain people."

Kitahara Iori folded his arms and looked into the distance. Fireworks exploded in the dark night, illuminating every face.

The diving club was naturally friendly and the two sides got along very harmoniously, except for Kaguya and Hasaka who were whispering about something and kept looking over here with contempt in their eyes.

Uh, you don't look down on me.

"Next time you say something cool, can you wipe your mouth clean?" Yuki looked at him silently while moving his legs. He had just been hit by a full-strength attack from the senior.

The young man wiped away the vomit residue and said sullenly, "You're such a boring bastard. You're not drunk at all."

"Who said I wasn't drunk? Take a closer look."

Kitahara turned his head and squinted his eyes. Seeing that Yuki's eyes were hazy, as if he was half drunk and half awake, he suddenly looked very happy and felt a sense of identification.

And seeing his expression, Yuki understood.

There are still players here, very strong. Even if I am not concentrating, I still haven't revealed any traces.

"Then let's just talk drunkenly." Yuki glanced at them without looking closely, as it was not important. He asked curiously, "How do you guarantee that they will survive the novice dungeon?"

"Humph, of course there is a way. Do you really think I'm so heartless that I can drink and brag with you like nothing happened?"

Yuki raised his eyebrows and made many guesses in an instant. No wonder they were not afraid of the player clustering effect. This was well prepared.

Moreover, Kitahara Iori is different from me. He pulls his companions forward, while I choose my companions from the dungeon.

After a moment of silence, Yuuki asked again, "You know about that new stage, right?"

"I know, that's why I'm racing against time."

Playing baseball against the clock?

Yuki really wants to complain, some people are racing against time to prepare for the back-up, some people are racing against time to launch the plan, but this salted fish seems to have done nothing.

But if he really wants to do something, I won't drink with him here.

Thinking back, Yuki felt relieved and shook his head, "What are you going to do?"

"Can this be prepared? Oh, you mean to make plans like those people did." Beiyuan obviously knew what the player organizations like 'Zhu' were planning, and couldn't help but reveal a mocking expression:

"It's useless to overthink so much. No one can control the future, especially when you don't even know what the new stage will look like. It's extremely foolish."

These words are full of negative talk. If Sigong Huangguang heard them, his blood pressure would probably explode.

Kitahara Iori didn't look depressed at all. He continued, "Do you know why those people abandoned their families and devoted themselves to the strategy of the reincarnation game?"

"Because after the epic quest, all traces of us in this world will be wiped out except for the players." Yuuki answered casually, stating Ayanokouji's speculation.

"So you knew that. That's why I don't think too much." Kitahara spread his hands.

The logic forms a closed loop, and players will always reach that step, but everyone is not an independent individual.

They have friends and relatives, and they are definitely not all players. Some choose to ignore everything; some choose to let the organization take care of their affairs after their death even if they are forgotten; some simply procrastinate and try to enjoy a peaceful life.

The place was filled with wailing and fear of the unknown, which formed a sharp contrast with the laughter in the distance.

Not everyone is a player, and being forgotten is the same as being dead?

Yuuki suddenly realized that he was lucky and replied with a smile: "Fortunately, I don't have any worries in this regard."

"I know they're all gamers, but don't you have any other friends? Uh, not the gamer kind."

"No."

"What about relatives? There should be some."

"I'm an orphan."

Kitahara Iori turned his head quickly, his eyes twitching, and he gritted his teeth in envy.

There are very few people like this who are free from all worries. They don’t have to endure the test of separation psychologically. It seems that they were born specifically for the game of reincarnation.

But then I think it's not right. This guy is indeed evil, but he's not difficult to get along with. Could it be that he has been participating in the reincarnation game since his mother's womb?

"Don't be so quick to envy me. At least you have experienced pure happiness in your life." Yuki didn't explain too much. If they were really considered friends and relatives, that was something from the previous life, wasn't it even more distant?

It was a bit of a strange answer. Kitahara didn't try to find the logic between the words. Since he was drunk, he didn't care about logic.

At this moment, the two heard a cheer, and the largest firework exploded in the night sky with a bit of ice blue special effects.

There is no doubt that this is an extraordinary power, but ordinary people can't see it at all.

Yuki glanced at Kaguya, then looked at the bright faces. Some of them he had only met today, but they were all very familiar.

In his intoxication, he seemed to hear someone muttering beside him.

“I don’t know what the new stage is, but if there’s a chance, would you like to come back?”

Yuuki glanced sideways and saw the senior student waving at him to come over, so he took a step forward without hesitation.

"That's even a question."

Chapter 4 Tempering (K)

The next day, Yuuki left Izu alone and continued drawing horizontal lines on the neon map.

In less than a month, he went in and out of Tokyo three times. Fortunately, he didn't have to pay for transportation every time he returned, which made his already tight wallet even worse.

This time, Hiyori did not come back with him. She slept in, which was a rare occurrence for her. She was probably reading a book in the sun while drinking the coffee made by Hayasaka.

Human beings are so strange. The daily life that used to be so familiar to us has now become a reward for ourselves.

"But I still have to be busy. It's hard to have a peaceful life after returning." Yuki stretched, put on his shoulder bag, and saw pairs of young men and women on the platform.

Everyone is in a hurry, numbly immersed in repetitive life, but if he can now escape the reincarnation game and become a social animal, he is willing to call it a blessing.

"This person is just a jerk."

Shaking his head, he squeezed through the crowd and walked onto the platform. The bell rang, and he took it out and saw that it was Hayasaka Ai's.

"I've received the next mission, called 'Master and Commander', and I've already notified everyone to work together on it." The maid remained concise.

The three of them returned together, with very little time difference between them, and they had no choice.

Master and Commander? The word "sea" is the key word.

Yuki breathed a sigh of relief, not expecting that the connections he had just established would come in handy.

"Luckily, Izu is right by the sea. How about this? You quickly go find Kitahara and buy enough equipment from the diving shop. Maybe it will be useful."

"The senior has already gone there, and the young lady is trying to get some money out. Luckily, they are not prepared, so they should be able to get the funds."

Yuki didn't expect that a casual move would come in handy. Money is still very important and can be used to buy a lot of auxiliary equipment.

"Get more sets. We all have plenty of personal space now, so let's decorate it with useful things."

"Food, medicine, oxygen cylinders, pressure gauges, and what else?" Hayasaka counted them one by one.

"A swimsuit? It's rare that the dungeon is in the sea." Yuki made a joke, but he didn't expect Hayasaka to agree directly.

"Okay, it's a pity you can't see it."

"Then put it back on and show it to me."

The two were silent for a while, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, as if they had made a promise casually, full of anticipation.

"Hayasaka." Yuuki took a deep breath, his tone becoming much colder and harder: "Bring them back, don't leave any one behind."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Without further ado, Yui Cheng hung up the phone. He really liked Hayasaka's decisiveness and it made him feel at ease when he thought of it.

Apart from him, this is the most professional player who must have thought of everything.

"Without me, the copy wouldn't have mutated. It would have taken two or three days at most, enough to even get an A-rank rating." Yuki wasn't greedy. He changed his clothes in the station bathroom, put on a little disguise, and got in a taxi.

It took more than ten minutes to get to the Advanced Development College from the city center. As soon as I got off the bus, I immediately felt that I was being monitored everywhere.

Across the street, several patrolmen were walking slowly towards him and raised their hands to stop him.

A great war had just taken place here not long ago, and all forces were keeping a close eye on the place. Yuki didn't want to deal with them, so he simply chose to ignore them and walked through the gate.

Looking to the side, there was a young man with long red hair sitting in the security booth. He put his feet on the table arrogantly, flipping through a comic book in his hand. When he saw Yuki, he looked at him with interest.

Ryuen Sho?

Yuki recognized the other person at a glance. He liked places like this where there were 'acquaintances' everywhere, so he didn't have to introduce himself. He was just a little surprised that this unruly dictator had surrendered.

"Come here?" The boy glanced at him sideways, without any intention of introducing himself.

"Yeah." Yuki nodded calmly and pointed at the patrolmen who had followed him. "Let's deal with the tail. I don't want to waste time."

Pretty cocky.

Ryuen Sho probably knew about this collaborator, and since Ayanokouji Kiyotaka had specifically reminded him of this, he put his legs down impatiently and knocked on the wall of the security booth.

"Yukimura, take care of them."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuki noticed that there was a man with glasses squatting on the other side of the security booth. He walked up to the patrolmen with a pen in his hand and shook the pen from a few meters away. The patrolmen were immediately confused.

They seemed to have forgotten what they were going to do and walked away in confusion.

Hypnotic ability, well, it confused my perception at first so I didn’t notice him. Speaking of which, he is a bit similar to my senior.

But why are there so many players who can hypnotize in this school?

Yuki smelled the scent of the notebook and thought that Ayanokouji had done a good thing. If it weren't for him, this place would have become the high-level Mizu Ryukei Academy long ago.

"Tsk, those people are so annoying. They just send ordinary people to disgust us." Long Yuanxiang walked out of the security booth cursing. Just like a shift change, the serious college security guards walked in immediately.

The red-haired boy didn't even bother to look at it; this had clearly become the norm. He raised his chin towards Yuuki and said, "Hey, why do you think they'd resort to such a painless method when they clearly have a hundred ways to deal with us in real life?"

Are you testing me?

Yuki sensed a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone and guessed that Ayanokouji took it too seriously, making them feel that their credit was stolen.