You tell me, this is called daily youth?

Can I come back next time? Should I call my mother? Or should I quietly write a suicide note and put it in the drawer?

Hayasaka Ai felt her mind was in a mess. She felt like there were many things she should do, but she didn't dare to do them, until a figure appeared in her sight.

A girl with long black hair and red eyes stood beside the bed. She was wearing loose home clothes. She was as beautiful and unapproachable as an ice sculpture. Her rational red eyes seemed to be able to see through human nature.

The girl lowered her head slightly and observed Hayasaka Ai carefully. A trace of doubt appeared on her cold face, and then she asked coldly:

"Hayasaka, you've been absent from work for two days. And, you're crying?"

"Miss Kaguya."

Hayasaka Ai sat up immediately as if she was wound up, wiped her face, opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't.

The reincarnation game forbids revealing information to anyone other than the players, not even a hint. Besides, she was unwilling to tell her nightmare to this master who was like a sister to her.

"Something unexpected happened to me." Hayasaka Ai stood by the bed, regained her rational and calm expression, and bowed slightly: "I'm sorry I can't tell you the specific reason."

“Is this considered private?”

"Well, it's private, please forgive me."

Shinomiya Kaguya looked deeply at Hayasaka Ai. She was her personal maid, but more than just a maid. As a genius who received a strict education since childhood, she would not think that she was dazzled, and she could even smell the scent of a lie.

But she chose not to ask further questions and quickly looked away. Logic told her that this was the best way to deal with it.

With her black hair spread out, Kaguya turned around gracefully and said simply, "Hayasaka, I'm hungry."

"Okay, Miss Kaguya, I'll go tell the kitchen to prepare dinner. How about steak and pasta tonight?" Hayasaka Ai immediately recovered and instantly turned back into the extremely professional maid.

"And orange juice with a little ice." Kaguya Shinomiya walked to the door without looking back, and paused slightly when opening the door.

"Hayasaka."

"Ok?"

"If you have been treated unfairly or encountered any danger, you don't have to hide it." Shinomiya Kaguya paused, her tone as sharp as a knife: "In the name of Shinomiya, no matter who it is, I will make him pay the price."

Snapped.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door closed, and the figure like an ice sculpture disappeared. Hayasaka Ai, who picked up the maid uniform, became another sculpture, looking at the door.

After a long time, she pulled up her white stockings, gently loosened them at the base of her thighs, and a smile appeared on her face.

In just a few minutes, those nightmarish fragments disappeared, and Kaguya Shinomiya's voice and the maid uniform seemed to be some kind of hint, pulling her back to the everyday world.

Yes, this is the meaning of my struggle for survival. This familiar daily routine is the greatest reward of the reincarnation game.

After adjusting her headband, Hayasaka Ai stood up straight, picked up the elegant phone on the table, and was about to dial the kitchen number when a deep male voice came out.

"Hayasaka, you disappeared casually at this critical moment. Did you forget the important work?"

Kaka.

Hayasaka Ai instantly clenched the receiver as if she wanted to crush it, and the smile on her face suddenly became strange.

Maybe, one nightmare can be used to solve another nightmare?

Chapter 4: The Alien Called Player

Every player has a home. It just depends on whether this home is attractive enough to pull the player back from the abyss of killing, blood, and mystery.

Yuki didn't have it originally, or he didn't have time to look for it, but he didn't expect that after the novice copy, he also found half of his home.

By some strange coincidence, some of the previous illusions are about to come true?

clap clap.

My fingers tapped on the keyboard as mountains and the seashore whizzed past the window.

The next day, Yuki took the Shinkansen all the way to Kanagawa, searching non-stop on his laptop on the train.

'I haven't found any words about the reincarnation game. The relevant content can only be communicated with people who are also players. Ordinary people will have cognitive distortions after seeing it.'

Yuki had tried it last night, and there was no way to circumvent this mechanism. Even if the chat messages between players were 'accidentally' shown to passers-by, it was useless and could not even arouse the slightest interest.

No wonder I knew nothing about it for all these years. If a player had told me face to face, I would have heard it as something else.

Yuki got into work mode and decisively put the matter of joining a diving club behind him. He could choose not to be a tool of the game, but he couldn't get drunk and play badly every day. After all, after forming a team with Hayasaka Ai and Sakurajima Mai, he had more responsibilities.

So he summarized and researched while on the road, then created a small group and shared the clues with the other two.

[Confirmed, there is no way to retrieve messages from within the server, and our chat will not be known to anyone. ]

Hayasaka Ai, whose ID is 'I'm free', posted a puzzled cat head, saying that she managed to hack into LINE's backend server.

[Well, after all, it is very easy to create a plane and hide information. ]

Yuki replied, not caring at all about the passers-by who turned their heads to look at him, as if they were half asleep or half awake.

[Since it will be hidden, why do we still use virtual numbers to disguise? 】

Mai Sakurajima also joined the conversation. Her avatar was a muscular man, and her ID was called something like 'High Purity'.

[Be careful, it will last forever. Ordinary people cannot see it, but other players may not.] Yuki didn't explain and started typing:

[I can now confirm that Chaos Items are forbidden to be used in reality, but physical strength, ego characteristics, and combat experience can be brought back.]

[Eh, why isn't the world in chaos? With the speed of the band guy, it would be hard to aim with a gun.]

Thomas's body strength is at the extreme level. Even if he can't take out the chainsword, he is more than capable of being a gangster.

First, he's not strong enough. There are plenty of tough guys out there, and he's no shortage of them. Second, I've tried to do bad things, and I've been punished in the game. Generally, no one would commit suicide on their own initiative. Third, this indirectly proves that there aren't any truly experienced players in the world, the kind who can ignore real threats.

After Yuki finished typing a long paragraph, there was silence in the small group for a moment, and then a dog-head with a thumbs-up spoke up.

Instead of sending emojis all the time, can't you brag a little about my thorough summary?

Yuki rolled his eyes. Actually, there was one thing he didn't say, which was what would happen in the real-life confrontation between players. If they went through a few more dungeons, it would be like a fight between supermen. In the information age, it was impossible for there to be no words exchanged.

[That's it for now. I'll tell you more information when I get there. Chundu, remember to pick me up at the station.]

[When did I agree to let you come over? And why don't you go to 'I'm Free'? ]

【Sorry, I'm busy at work, so the meeting will be moved online. 】

[Wait a minute, you guys teamed up to deceive me? ]

Snapped.

Yuki decisively turned on the computer. He had to pretend to be dead when it was time to do so. Who knew when the next copy would start? He couldn't just do push-ups in the rental house.

Not only is the effect limited, it's also a bit boring. Besides, birds of a feather flock together, so he can only go find Sakurajima Mai.

"Hayasaka Ai has a special status, it would be rude to visit her suddenly."

Yuki has a good emotional intelligence and knows very well how to maintain the distance between people. The key is to judge from her identity as a first-year student, a certain young lady is still in the form of an ice sculpture and is difficult to fool.

Sakurajima Mai is different. She hasn't met the great teacher yet, and her relationship with her family is not very good. Moreover, it is only right for her to go and express her gratitude in order to help her resolve her emotional knot.

"If we have experienced life and death together and we are still online friends, wouldn't it make me look like I have social anxiety?"

Yuki smiled, thinking that the reincarnation game and the strategy game could be carried out simultaneously. He calculated the time, closed his eyes and thought again, recalling those thrilling memories so that he would not be speechless when he met his senior.

The novice missions are enough to reflect the game style, and compared with the various genres in your mind, it is not difficult to make a judgment.

There is a lack of side quests, the degree of freedom is extremely high, extra rewards are mostly obtained through achievements, and the difficulty will fluctuate due to objective conditions.

Therefore, simply killing monsters to level up will not work. Finding the rules for solving the problem will achieve twice the result with half the effort, but this is not necessary. For example, there are many other solutions hidden in Bloodthirsty Red Moon, and some can even be rated higher than 'S' level.

He had thought about it on the way. If he rushed back to the castle early the next morning to kill the giant, and then jumped back and forth across the hole, or let some players leave the castle and let the main force go to welcome the stronger gift from the Red Moon, would this be more profitable?

Looking back now it is very possible, but the risks also increase.

Tapping his fingers on the table, Yuuki roughly summarized the pattern:

In the reincarnation game, brute courage alone is not enough, as it is too difficult and will exceed the limit of combat power; but He is not just a rule-following weirdo. Even if he has high intelligence but mediocre combat power, it is easy to fail. After all, those monsters can be fought with force.

Are courage and intelligence indispensable? Coincidentally, it just fits my development path over the years.

Yuki nodded confidently, but what he feared most was not the game itself.

"The latest news is that the president of the Shinomiya Group, Shinomiya Yan'an, has suddenly fallen ill and has been rushed to Okubo Hospital. Please read the report sent back from the scene."

Yuki opened his eyes and saw that the display screen in the car was playing the news. Following the reporter's camera, he saw an old man being pushed into the operating room under the escort of a group of bodyguards in black.

As the camera quickly turned, two familiar figures were found among the hurrying crowd.

The girl with blonde hair and side ponytail was none other than Hayasaka Ai. Next to her was a girl with black hair, red eyes and a cold expression.

Kaguya Shinomiya, in the form of an ice sculpture as expected.

As early as in the copy, Yuki learned indirectly that Hayasaka Ai was in the first grade, and thus roughly determined the timeline of Shuchiin.

"Normally speaking, Shinomiya Yanan shouldn't be sick at this time."

Yuki touched his chin. He had been very careful over the years and definitely had not caused any butterfly effect. But after returning from the game, he realized that the butterfly effect had already existed.

There is no telling how many players there are in this world. For example, the middle-aged man dozing off next to me may be one of them. Moreover, the game only gives warnings and punishments, and does not completely deprive the player of his extraordinary power.

That’s right, what Yuki fears most is the reincarnation game itself. As his powers are unlocked, he discovers more and more mysteries.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album, and slid through many landscape photos with castles one by one. His finger paused, pausing on one of the photos.

There are six towers on top of the high walls. The main body of the majestic castle is divided into two parts, front and back. There is a lush garden between the castle and the high walls, and a huge modern city not far away.

Yuki carefully identified it, moved his finger and pressed the delete key, then closed his eyes and huddled back in his seat.

Well, they are nine or even ten percent similar.

......

In the evening, the Shinkansen pulled into the station. Yuki, dressed in a white shirt and casual pants, carried his computer bag, stretched lazily, and stepped onto the platform.

Like a corporate slave on a business trip, he glanced around, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he strode towards the exit.

A slender girl was standing there, wearing a purple floral dress, like a slowly blooming daffodil. Unfortunately, the mask covered most of her face, and only her lively purple eyes could be seen.

"Senior, you really came to pick me up. I thought you were so heartless."

"Hmph, what will you do if I don't respond to you?" Mai's eyes were helpless, but without any disgust.

Yuki stood straight and raised his chin slightly: "Of course, he is just like the paparazzi, asking around for the address of the famous star Sakurajima Mai."

"Pervert, stalker!" Sakurajima Mai blurted out. Seeing that everyone around her turned to look at her, she quickly lowered her voice and said, "I'm really scared of you. Let's go now."

She was a little confused. She was known for her sharp words and mature mentality, but why she had never won.

Haha, no one can beat me in verbal combat.

Yuki smiled a winner and reached out to grab Mai's sleeve.

"Are you ready to go back now?" Sakurajima Mai turned back happily.

"How is that possible? Turn off your backup phone first." Yuki looked up and saw that the camera at the station was no longer flashing red.

"why?"

"I don't want anything to disturb our world of two."

Mai Sakurajima looked at Yuki speechlessly, not quite understanding what this pig-headed boy was thinking, so she simply took out her old cell phone and turned it off.

"That's all."

"Yeah, senior sister is really well-behaved and sensible."

"I'm only a senior in high school. Are you a college student so shameless?"

Amidst the low chatter, the two of them left the station directly. Led by Yuki, they made many detours, crossed the commercial street, and entered an alley.

Just when Sakurajima Mai suspected that Yuki was up to no good, he finally stopped in front of a secluded cafe.

The decoration here is nice, but there are few customers, so the two of them found a corner and sat down.

Mai Sakurajima took a look at the menu and realized it was very expensive, no wonder there were not many customers. Noticing that Yuki was wearing cheap clothes, she ordered the cheapest black coffee and even refused to have any dessert.

After a while, when the waiter brought the coffee, she took off her mask and stirred it with a golden spoon while staring at the man in front of her.

"Senior, I feel really shy when you look at me like that." Yuki turned his head away, looking very distressed.

"Don't lie to me. You are so thick-skinned, how can you be shy?" Mai snorted softly and knocked on the table: "You came all the way here, and you acted like a spy meeting, what do you want to do?"

"It's simple. I finally got back to reality. I want to look around and maybe find something new. I can also help you with some after-school tutoring."

Well, that does make some sense.

Sakurajima Mai nodded slightly. Since they didn't know what the next copy would be like, they had no way to prepare. The three of them decided to team up, and it was only right that they help each other improve.