"It seems that I'm really dazed, I guess I'm still dreaming, let's go back to sleep again......" Xia Aya squinted her sleepy eyes and looked around at the familiar but unfamiliar square world, shook her head and yawned a few times in succession, and returned to the bomb shelter. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The square bomb shelter was rudimentary: a small red bed, a strangely shaped lamp that glowed red, a yellow square box in the corner, and nothing else.

Xia Aya walked to the side of the bed and just wanted to lie down, but somehow suddenly became much more sober, and a strange line of information appeared in her mind:

"You can only sleep at night."

Ha?

Want to get some sleep? Still only allow me to sleep at night?

Xia Aya couldn't help but roll her eyes, how could he live when he often slept until noon?

It's just that this sentence feels so familiar, shouldn't it be "Minecraft"......

Xia Aya rubbed her eyes, carefully looked at the mosaic-like squares around her, and then looked back at the familiar bed and the redstone lamp on the bed......

"Oh my God......"

Xia Aya patted her forehead, squatted down with her head in distress, staring at the stone cubes on the ground, with a frantic expression on her face.

"Wow...... It seems that MC has been playing a lot lately, and I had a nightmare of spending a night in Hell Fortress before, and this time I had a dream of running into the MC again......"

Until now, Xia Aya still remembers the process of meeting her MC -

Six months ago: "Anyone plays this tattered mosaic game?" I don't know why the MC live of a factory director is so popular? ”

Three months ago: "Even if you kill me, I won't play a spicy chicken game like MC." ”

A month ago: "this game is so fun!" ”

So in the next month, Xia Aya was like taking drugs, and she was addicted to spicy chicken mosaic cubes all day long, and she couldn't extricate herself, in his words, this game can make people poisoned more than the songs of the G group......

"Hey, my body ......" Xia Aya, who was holding her head and squatting to prevent her heart from collapsing, stared at her slender thighs wrapped in white stockings, with a black question-mark expression on her face.

The muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, and he suddenly stood up as if he understood something, and looked at his petite and soft hands like a girl, wrapped in a pair of long white gloves, and two cute white fur balls on the back of his wrists......

"This ......"

As soon as he spat out a word, his voice suddenly stopped, and his slender hand covered his mouth, the girlish voice that was definitely not his own and the soft touch of this lips made a guess uncontrollably emerge in his mind.

Looking down at his own red and white outfit, he was all too familiar with this peculiar outfit......

"Isn't this some undisciplined red and white witch costume?? Why am I wearing this dress, and my voice is ......" The girl's screams echoed through the room, but the girl's hands were groping her body up and down without restraint......

Well, it's really in response to the image of undisciplined red and white.

When Xia Aya touched her empty crotch......

His face turned white at first, and then he somehow slowly revealed a happy expression?

"Ah...... My own dream for many years...... I actually realized the ...... in my dream."

As the saying goes, a man's lifelong dream is to become a magical girl.

Although the shrine maiden and the magical girl are a big difference, at least she's a girl, isn't she?

There is a girl's name.,When I was a child, because of the relationship between living with my sister, my parents often dressed him as a girl.,Plus most of his childhood friends were girls.,From a very young age, Xia Aya had a deep-rooted understanding in her heart: I should be a girl......

A winner in life since childhood? That's enough! She's a girl!

Although she has such thoughts, as she grows older, Xia Aya gradually understands that she is a boy, and it is impossible to become a girl......

Of course, that kind of thought was slowly buried in Xia Aya's heart, although it was never extinguished - it was like waiting for a day when it would blossom and bear fruit.

Maybe that day is now?

Xia Aya didn't know, because now he was facing the glass window in the small bomb shelter, relying on the slightest reflection on it, his face was full of almost obsessive expressions, and he kept looking his "new body" up and down.

It's the same as an extremely narcissistic female pervert.

Familiar facial features, familiar figure, familiar clothes, that's right, Xia Aya's current body is the same as he guessed at the beginning, it is the witch from Gensokyo Hakurei Shrine - Hakurei Reimu.

It's just that...... When Xia Aya touched his chest, he couldn't help but have a "cold" expression on his face.

"Only this ...... breast"

Well? What about saying that Reimu is a Dcup? Usually don't you show much because you have a chest wrap?

Flip the table! It's not even a B, is it?! Then you still bring a breast wrap with hair, hey! This can't even compare to the majestic lady of the Red Devil Pavilion, hey!

"Okay......" Xia Aya had to hold her forehead and bow her head, poor milk is a rare resource! What are you thinking?

That's right! Lean Milk Race High! It's all a cult! If the milk is not poor, how can the world be leveled!

Comforting himself in his heart, Xia Aya once again left the underground air-raid shelter along the wooden ladder and returned to the ground, the wind and sand blowing in the distance made him squint his eyes involuntarily, and his hands subconsciously pressed the hem of his skirt blown by the wind.

Square sun-shaped trees, Xia Aya squatted down and dug in the ground, and some cracks appeared in the squares under his feet as he thought, and the information of "the degree of destruction of the squares: ten percent" also appeared in his mind.

"Sure enough, it's Minecraft......"

However, the world presented in front of Xia Aya now is very different from the MC he used to play.

The MC in my impression should be a green mountain with all kinds of flowers and weeds growing on the ground, and a world where all kinds of animals live, and this is ......

But I could only see the endless desolation, the endless yellow.

This yellow color is different from the golden yellow of the desert, but it is the real soil, but there is no life on the soil, and even the strange branches of the trees have no green leaves.

If this scene gives Xia Aya a feeling that if you can describe it in one word, it is only dead silence.

A look of doubt appeared on his face, he had never seen this kind of environment in MC, it should be a plain from the topography, but ......

And then again, is this really a dream?

Xia Ayak had never dreamed so clearly, and even her sense of touch could be perceived clearly.

In fact, it would be nice if it wasn't a dream...... Xia Aya thought of this, and her eyes were a little sad.

The thought that he might wake up in the next moment and leave this body made him feel extremely resistant in his heart.

Perhaps subconsciously wanting to verify whether this was a dream or reality, his right hand subconsciously twisted his tender thigh, and a sharp pain from his right leg made Xia Aya stunned for a moment.

Huh? Deceptive, right? Can I feel pain? Doesn't it mean that you can't feel pain when you dream about it?

"I really don't want to face reality. Becoming a red and white witch or something.,Come to the MC world or something.,How can it happen in reality.。 It's really a fantasy that I got too many secondary two diseases...... The most angry thing is that this middle two is still in a dream. ”

Xia Aya laughed self-deprecatingly, and he twisted his thighs again as if he didn't believe it......

"Shhhh

Huh?

Eh, e

Nani??

Xia Aya's expression at the moment doesn't know whether to cry or laugh, in a nutshell - crazy.

It's true? Isn't this a dream?

I became red and white or something, came to the MC world or something, it's all reality?

He suddenly went berserk and picked up a block of earth from the ground and held it in his hand, with tears in the corners of his eyes, staring at the scaled down dirt in his hand, his expression frozen in surprise.

"Liar--people--the-bar-"