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"Koshimura-kun, could you come out for a moment?" Nagasaki Motoyo's gentle voice came through the door. "We just want to have a proper talk, we won't do anything to you~"
After you've said that, who would dare to come out?!
[Existing beacon detected. Current fusion progress: 74%]
The progress bar was still visibly increasing. Yuecunze looked around in panic: piles of clutter, walls lined with sound-absorbing cotton, a gleaming ceiling...
However, it is obvious that a person cannot kill a tiger with a sliding tackle under extreme tension; instead, their mind will go blank.
"Get out of the way, I have a breaching tool!" Rinrinko said righteously.
What are you doing here again?!
And why would RiNG have something like this?
[Existing beacon detected. Current fusion progress: 87%]
Move! Why aren't you moving?
The door panel shook more and more violently. Yuecun Ze looked at the progress bar, which was slowing down, and felt as desperate as if he had been eating meat floss sticks for half a year and found that the word "floss" was just pasted on.
[Existing beacon detected. Current fusion progress: 99%]
With a loud crash, the practice room door finally slammed shut, groaning under its strain, sending up a surging wave of air.
Rinrinko burst through the door.
"Everyone, put your hands behind your heads! Squat down facing the wall—huh?"
She looked at Koshimura Sawa, who was standing alone in the middle of the room, and the lines she had prepared stuck in her throat again.
Chapter Forty: A Grand Escape Under the Sunlight
"What's wrong? What are you doing? I paid for this. Is this how RiNG treats its customers?" Koshimura looked helpless and could only hug his guitar tightly.
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"But—" Rinrinko rushed to his side suspiciously, lifted his arm, touched his body, and looked around. "This isn't right?"
"What do you mean by right or wrong?" Yuecun Ze took a step back, dodging her unclean hand. "I just suddenly had an inspiration and thought of testing out my newly created spell in the practice room."
“But that white-haired girl wasn’t talking about you—” Nagasaki Motoyo said in disbelief.
"That's just a cat. Do you believe everything a cat says?" Yuecun Ze showed a determined look in his eyes.
“Oh, right…” Nagasaki Motoyo lowered her head in embarrassment.
So, theoretically, does this mean that Lena, being a cat, has become a form of meme contamination?
An eerie silence fell over the practice room.
"Um... I'm sorry, Sawarin." Chihaya Aine was the first to break the silence, speaking apologetically, "We... seem to have misunderstood?"
"Sigh, the world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be..." Yuecun Ze sighed. "But it's okay, we're best friends, aren't we?"
“Sawarin…” Chihaya Aine looked at him with a touched expression.
"So, since I've finished practicing too, let's hurry up and—"
"Then what is this?"
Nagasaki Motoyo tilted her head slightly, revealing her signature smile, and held up the green pleated skirt in her hand, her voice suddenly becoming sweet and cloying.
Oh my god, how could I forget this?
[The sound effect of "Forest of the Moon" is definitely iconic, I think.]
Would you die if you missed a meme?
Seeing that Koshimura Sawa did not reply, she gently shook the uniform skirt in her hand, which was exactly the same as the one Chihaya Aine was wearing, and the soft skirt fluttered in the wind.
"Ok?"
Chihaya Aine and Rinrinko's gazes instantly shifted from bewilderment to shock, their eyes fixed on Koshimura Sawa with scrutiny, doubt, and a sense of "I see."
Cold sweat trickled down my forehead.
If... no matter what choice you make, the outcome will be death...
Therefore, my choice is to live in the face of death!
My turn, draw a card!
[A. "I'm sorry! To punish me, please stomp on me hard!"]
[B. "So, it seems my cross-dressing fetish has finally been exposed..."]
[C. "You're actually jealous because it's not your skirt? Very well, woman, you've successfully caught my attention."]
Cold sweat trickled down my forehead again.
A person will experience death three times in their lifetime.
The first time you are declared biologically dead, when your heart stops and your breathing ceases.
The second time, when you are buried, people come to attend your funeral, remember your life, and you are declared dead in a sociological sense;
The third time, when even the last person who remembers you forgets you, you truly die.
The entire universe will no longer have anything to do with you.
Now, Koshimura will skip the first stage.
Directly communicate with the Three-Body world!
I mean direct social death.
He took a deep breath.
"As far back as I can remember, my mother went to work in a very far place."
"Huh?" The expressions on the three people's faces froze instantly, and they stood there stunned.
Koshimura Sawa seemed to be immersed in immense grief, turning his head slightly to avoid their gaze, his shoulders trembling, and his voice choked with sobs:
"So much time has passed that I can no longer remember what she looked like. I can only vaguely recall that while other children had their mothers with them, I could only sit alone on the steps, watching their backs with envy."
Rinrinko was utterly shocked, the breaching tool slipping from her hand and falling to the ground: "Koshimura Sawa, you—"
"Stop talking!" (The rest of the text appears to be a fragmented collection of characters and phrases, possibly from different sources, and doesn't form coherent sentences. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.)
Suddenly, Koshimura Sawa raised his hand and forcefully covered his eyes.
If the speed is fast enough, the act of "bringing your hand close to your eyes" can be considered an attack.
In other words, it can become the target of Erjiu』Qi Liu Jiu Yi Shan Ba Liu Qun/Liao【Yin Guang Rui Yu】.
The attempt to attack the eyeballs failed, and unfortunately, Koshimura Sawa did not become a StarCraft player.
In return, the check that allows you to "cry" gains an "advantage".
You didn't expect this, did you? This is our exhilarating combo skill!
He moved his hand away, and two lines of clear tears streamed down his cheeks.
“I used to be like that too, wallowing in pain.”
"Until one day, I found a box of old clothes in my house."
“I stared at it from left to right, as if by doing so I could recall the beautiful yesterday when she was wearing these clothes and holding me in her arms.”
“Ze Ze…” Chihaya Aine’s eyes reddened, and she couldn’t help but cover her mouth.
"So, I made a bold decision." Koshimura's tone gradually softened, as if he were recalling the experience of that day little by little. "I put on those clothes."
"It's like I've returned to that day, back to my mother's embrace."
His voice paused for a moment, as if gathering the courage to continue speaking.
"It is said that when individuals develop cognitive biases about intimate relationships, they seek emotional compensation through specific behaviors."
"Maybe from that day on... I became a 'monster' in other people's eyes." Koshimura Sawa looked up at the sky, trying hard to hold back his tears. "So, it seems my cross-dressing fetish has finally been exposed..."
"I'm sorry! Koshimura-kun—" Nagasaki Motoyo's voice lost its usual composure, tears welling in her lake-blue eyes, her face streaked with sobs. "I...I didn't know you...had been through all this..."
Waaaaah, I deserve to die!
"It's alright." Koshimura Sawa lowered his head.
"At least now, with you all by my side... I am no longer alone."
He looked at Nagasaki Motoyo and smiled gently.
"Whoa—" Nagasaki Motoyo finally couldn't hold back anymore, covered her face with her sleeve, and ran out of the training room.
Koshimura looked at the two people remaining in the training room, sniffed, and said, "You guys... I need to be alone... is that okay?"
"Mmm!" Chihaya Aine nodded vigorously, gave him a maternal look, and silently left the practice room.
Rinrinko didn't say anything and followed Chihaya Aine out.
Just before the door closed, she suddenly turned her head and gave him a deep look.
He gave him a thumbs up.
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Silence fell in the practice room once again.
The moment the door closed, Koshimura Sawa breathed a sigh of relief, his body sliding limply down the wall and collapsing to the ground.
Fortunately, I am more skilled.
A moment later, he struggled to his feet, walked to the center of the practice room, raised his hand, and gently tapped a corner of the ceiling.
The slender figure, supported by an invisible shield, fell to the ground instantly.
Koshimura stepped forward, opened his arms, and caught the falling Toyokawa Shoko steadily. Looking at her still peaceful sleeping face, he couldn't help but clench his teeth.
You're sleeping soundly, Teacher Da Xiang. How are you going to repay what you owe me?!
He gently placed Toyokawa Shoko's head on his lap and reached for the phone that had been lying beside him since the start of practice.
As soon as the screen lit up, it was bombarded with unread messages, and the notification sounds went off like a machine gun, startling Yuecunze into quickly moving the phone away.
No, I only stopped watching for a short while, how did it get 99+?
This is much faster than the author of "Boiling Things" writing speed.
you scold again?
Koshimura unlocked his phone, not daring to tap on Nagasaki Motoyo's profile picture with the red dot on it, and could only look at the message that Rinrinko had just sent at the top.
Rinrinko: "I've sent them away, hurry up and come out."
Rinrinko: "And...maybe I misjudged him."
Rinrinko: "However, you might actually have the potential to become a legend."
Everyone, type "Rinrinko is awesome" in the chat.
From this day forward, I approve of you becoming my new mom.
[Go's move was too ruthless.]
Great, now we can go back to blocking the bridge.
I think Koshimura Sawa has a natural talent for love.
Ignoring him, Koshimura Sawa scooped up Toyokawa Shoko, who was still fast asleep on the floor, and kicked open the door to the practice room.
He confidently walked through the strange looks from the people in the hall.
A grand escape under the sunlight.
Chapter Forty-One Tombstone
"call..."
Heavy breathing mingled with the night wind. Koshimura Sawa had no time to wipe the sweat rolling down his forehead. He grabbed Toyokawa Shoko's thigh and lifted her up a little more as she was about to slide off his back. He looked at the dilapidated two-story building in front of him.