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Is this child scared out of his wits?
He stared at the closed door for a few seconds, then suddenly remembered something crucial.
Wait, who's going to make up for the part I'm missing: the brown-haired, thunderous, gentle, beautiful girl neighbor's loving dinner?
Well, what's done is done.
He sighed, took out his phone, and the screen lit up, displaying the latest message from LINE.
Onsui Kazuhiko: On the number, on the number
Kazuhiko Nukumizu: Are you here yet?
Koshimura Sawa: 111
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Five minutes later, Yuecun Ze sat in front of the computer, staring at the empty team room interface.
Koshimura Sawa: No, where are you?
no respond.
He scrolled through short videos for five minutes, then switched back to check LINE.
(Unread)
No way, could this be the legendary strange rules for logging in?
It seems like you're the type who's the fastest to call for help but the slowest to log in. When asked, you'll immediately launch into a barrage of responses like "I'm taking a shower," "I'm ordering takeout," or "I'm in the bathroom." You'll be the type to start a game before you arrive, then send "Where are you?" messages halfway through, and finally tell them you can't play anymore after you've finished.
Koshimura waited patiently for another five minutes, but there was still no response.
Row.
He decisively quit the game and shut down his computer.
Let's take the initiative to end internal strife and refuse to be drawn into conflict, starting with ourselves.
He stood up, intending to find a place to eat, but his eyes caught sight of the little green snake doll lying quietly on the side of the computer desk.
...Um?
When did you get here?
He reached out and picked it up, then thought about it carefully.
From the moment I entered and saw Su Shi until she ran away, I don't think I ever took it out of the bag.
Could it have been Su Shi who released it?
He squeezed the doll; the feel of it was still addictive. However, looking at its two round, black bean-like eyes, Yuecunze had a strange feeling that it was looking at him.
...It seems I'm under too much pressure; I'm even starting to hallucinate.
Just then, the cell phone on the table started buzzing and the screen lit up.
Wen Shuihe: I'm here, where are you?
Byd, you won't come unless I turn off my phone, right?
Koshimura's lips twitched. He grabbed the small snake, sat back down at his computer desk, placed it next to the monitor, and pressed the power button.
As soon as I opened the game client, a team invitation from Wen Shuiheyan popped up.
"Hey, hey, can you hear me?"
Koshimura entered the room and immediately connected to the voice channel, just about to demonstrate his aggressiveness.
"I can hear you." A sweet voice suddenly came through the earphone, "Hello, Yuecun-ge."
Koshimura Sawa: "...?"
Wen Shui, when did you go to Thailand without telling your buddies?
I was just kidding when I said I wanted to treat you like a monster girl, you didn't actually believe me, did you?!
"Oh," Wen Shuihe's voice rang out, "Yoshiki heard I was going to play games with you, and she insisted on coming, so I waited a little longer for her..."
You should have said so earlier. I would have forgiven you for the sake of your sister.
"Wait a minute." Koshimura suddenly realized something. "Does that mean we can't play solo or duo queue?"
"Um...actually, with her in the lineup, we wouldn't be able to play solo or duo queue anyway..." Wen Shuiheyan's tone was slightly awkward.
?
What do you mean?
Koshimura Sawa opened the game career of Wenshui Yoshiki with a puzzled look.
Current Rank: Grandmaster
What master?
What's so arrogant about it?
What's with the arrogance?
Alright, now I understand why you're in such a hurry to reach Silver rank. If I had a sister who was eight ranks higher than me, I'd be anxious too.
Yuecun Ze glanced at the gleaming gold "Honor Gold IV" in his frame.
Well, I'm not much better off.
No matter, I'm reborn. With my years of experience struggling in the suburban Iron rank of my previous life, where there were an average of two scripts and one AFK player per game, this time, I will take back everything! I will become the number one Graves player on the Japanese server!
"Then let's play flexible squads," said Koshimura Sawa after taking a deep breath.
“Okay.” Wen Shuiheyan paused for a moment. “Wait a minute… I’ll bring another person over.”
The message "Kill me to automatically download Genshin Impact" has been added to the team chat.
Are there any experts?
"Hello...can you hear me?" A weak voice came through the earpiece.
"Master?" Koshimura Sawa was taken aback.
"Huh? It's you." Hachiman Hikigaya said, somewhat surprised.
Well, there are only a few boys in Class A of Grade 1 at Haneoka, and they're almost all gathered here.
But I heard that there are more junior students from Japan than junior students from South Korea. How come there are three dog lovers in just one corner of our class?
It seems the world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be.
Koshimura Sawa habitually started by checking his profile, opening his career panel.
Current Rank: Unyielding Silver I
I'm stuck here, unable to advance or retreat.
There's a kind of beauty in loving someone who stays up all night.
"A four-person flexible team formation? It doesn't seem like it'll be easy to arrange, does it?" said Koshimura Sawa.
"There's nothing we can do but wait," Wen Shuihe replied. "By the way, what positions do you guys play? I'm playing support for Laoze."
"Yoshiki is going to play mid lane."
“I’ll do it,” Hachiman Hikigaya said. “I’m a master of Sett, Iron Man, and Volibear; my stats are documented.”
You're unwilling to endure even the slightest hardship.
Koshimura immediately pre-selected the AD carry role, planning to lock in Kai'Sa as soon as they were matched.
I see you're not far behind either, something without the spirit of AD.
Haha, only those who play a lot of solo queue AD understand that victory can only be achieved by abandoning the soul of AD.
Come on, the winds of victory are blowing from behind me!
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"Why aren't you all saying anything?" Wen Shui Jia Shu asked curiously.
"Haha." Hachiman Hikigaya, who had just been caught and killed while soloing, laughed awkwardly twice.
Koshimura remained silent, staring at the screen that had gone black again, and silently pressed the Tab key to open the scoreboard.
Top Lane: Undying Thunder - 1/7/2
Jungler: Jax - 1/11/5
Mid Lane: LeBlanc - 12/1/3
ADC: Daughter of the Void - 3/10/1
Support: Deepsea Titan - 0/15/3
(Note: The above is absolutely not Haki's recent ranked game record, it is genuine.)
Koshimura wiped the sweat from his forehead and subconsciously wiped it on the small snake next to him.
[Classic early-game boastful pronouncements, mid-game ramblings, late-game silence]
Stop criticizing! The opponent's AD was 22-0, which couldn't hide their decline, while our AD was 3-10, showing their true colors.
He had just respawned and watched as Wen Shui Jia Shu's smooth EQRW combo severely damaged the enemy jungler. Just as he was about to use his E to finish off the remaining damage, he was killed by an unknown AoE attack that seemed to come out of nowhere.
They couldn't even get the golden body to appear.
"Laozawa, don't feed! The Baron Nashor is about to spawn. Why are you dropping a point at such a crucial moment?" Wen Shuihe's voice came through the earpiece.
You fucking—
Try to prove that it's not solo ADC that's harmful to physical and mental health, but rather that playing ADC is harmful to physical and mental health.
Does a young man's blush speak louder than any sweet words?
No, the boy's rosy glow surpassed all profanity.
Koshimura took a deep breath, grabbed the small snake doll beside him, and began to cruelly and inhumanely abuse it.
"I really am——"
He suddenly felt a heavy weight in his arms, as if a person's weight had appeared out of nowhere.
Koshimura Sawa subconsciously looked down.
A beautiful girl with long, silky, emerald-green hair, familiar golden eyes, and skin so fair it was almost translucent, was lying quietly in his arms, sitting on his lap in an extremely ambiguous position.
And his hand, by some strange twist of fate, landed on the inside of her smooth thigh... a little above it.
"Laozawa? Laoze, why aren't you moving? Talk to me! Our home is going to be gone!" Wen Shuihe's anxious voice came through the earpiece.
Koshimura tried moving his hand down a little.
"Mmm..." The girl in his arms suddenly let out a very soft moan, her long eyelashes trembling slightly as she looked at him with a wronged expression.
"Wait a minute, what's that sound coming from your end?" Wen Shuihe asked, puzzled.
"Sorry, my computer seems to be out of fuel, I'll log off now." Yuecunze quickly pulled off his headphones.
Wenwa 氿祁⑹描叆山(8) Kazuhiko Onmizu & Yoshiki Onmizu & Hachiman Hikigaya: "?"
Chapter Seven: A Great Dream
Shoko Toyokawa stood in front of the familiar, peeling apartment door, took a deep breath, and then inserted the key into the lock.
She was prepared to face the mess in the house, the pungent smell of alcohol, and her father lying dejectedly on the floor.
"Click."
The lock turned, and she pushed the door open.
The expected strong smell of alcohol and overturned bottles did not appear. Instead, there was a small, cramped but well-organized room. The floor was polished to a shine, and there was even a small potted plant on the windowsill. The air was filled with the faint aroma of cleaning agents and... food.
Shoko Toyokawa stood frozen at the door, retreating in disbelief, and glanced at the doorplate that read "Toyokawa".
Did I take the right path?
Before she could recover from the stark contrast, a figure peeked out from the corner.