In the 21st century, this is the information age.

On the Internet, you can find all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Some malicious marketing accounts, Muyang dogs who feel that the moon is relatively round abroad all day long, web pages with a blackmail nature...

In Japan, which is originally a capitalist society and has more open and free speech, there are countless people who are so idle and panicked on the Internet.

The more typical is the table of people in front of the Xicheng style.

Three other people who took part in a suicide trip.

Their staffing is simple.

Two men and one woman.

"My name is Noshitaka."

A young man with dyed yellow hair and a stream of demeanor was the first to stand up.

He introduced himself in a flirtatious tone as he glanced at Nishijo and the others with his contemptuous gaze with his nostrils turned upward.

Standing loosely, a little hunchbacked, and dyed with yellow hair, it looks like it is flowing and breathing.

This kind of hooligan youth knows at a glance that he has not experienced much social beating.

The West Side style set an initial impression.

When this person finished introducing herself, the girl next to her, who had been lowering her head and her pale and gloomy face, raised her head and introduced herself softly:

"My name is Takishima Yuki... Please advise. ”

The girl's throat tightened when she spoke, as if it was painful to speak.

When he spoke, too, he didn't dare to look up at people at all. The excessively long bangs on her forehead covered her eyes, adding to the gloom.

This girl should be the type who is not good at words.

Xicheng-style glanced at the other party lightly.

After the girl's introduction, a man in his twenties and thirties, who was tall and thin and had a thin face, stood up.

He lowered his gaze, his eyebrows and eyebrows frowned together, and introduced himself in a deep and depressed voice: "I'm Shan Yuanguang, please give me more advice on this trip." ”

He behaved like an office worker who worked in a certain company but was depressed and suppressed by his boss.

Then it's the Xicheng style that hasn't spoken much.

"I'm Xicheng-esque."

Xicheng stood up, introduced himself, and sat down again.

Eyes level, simple, clear and crisp, speak clearly.

That calm and confident look made the other three stunned.

Most of the people gathered here are people who are not satisfied with their current life and want to seek the end of their lives.

Therefore, everyone's face can see the color of struggle and suffering.

But the Xicheng style is different, whether it is his words and deeds or his demeanor, he has a strong sense of confidence.

This kind of person who looks like he has a full and happy life would think about suicide?

Something is not quite right in any way.

"I'll start with that." The yellow-haired bad Noshitaka was the first to speak: "I didn't come here to kill myself, I just thought it was interesting, I just wanted to see how you other three unlucky people died, but-"

"There are even girls participating in this event."

He turned his gaze to Takishima Yuki.

To be honest, although she couldn't see her eyes clearly due to the bangs on her forehead.

But her lips and face are very good-looking, and her voice is very immature, sounding like she is still in middle school.

"It's too wasteful to look like this and want to kill yourself. Just forget it, right? Be my girlfriend. ”

Noshitaka raised his eyebrows and laughed twice.

"......" Takishima snow.

The little girl was silent for a long time before she spoke softly:

"Is it really okay to say these things?"

Her fingers clenched tightly at her cuffs, looking a little nervous: "Did Mr. Site Administrator say... I can't go back, or I'll give Mr. Noshi..."

"Haha?! Do you really believe what that bullshit webmaster says? ”

Noshitaka supported his chin with his right hand wearing a sparkling ring, and said in a flirtatious tone: "The information I uploaded basically doesn't match. Want to find me in Japan with those fake documents? It's just a joke, okay? And what if you find me? Can't I beat an otaku who hides behind a monitor every day and pretends to be a ghost? ”

When he said this, he was full of confidence, as if he was really confident in his own methods.

"And—"

Noshitaka looked uncomfortably at Nishijo-shiki, who was sitting with an expressionless face.

He simply pointed to Xicheng's face: "What's the matter with this guy who has been pretending to be serious since just now?" ”

Disgusting!

He is a delinquent young man, and he is still gnawing at home. In the face of Xicheng-style people who are full of 'self-confidence' and 'calm' temperament, there is an inexplicable sense of inferiority.

It made him uncomfortable, and he naturally wanted to say it.

For the action of him pointing to his face, Nishijo-shiki just stood up, and-

Boom!!!

A kick directly in the stomach.

I watched Noshitaka's expression gradually change from contempt at the beginning to surprise, and finally to wail in pain.

Takishima Yuki and Yamamoto Hiroshi next to him were also stunned.

This... Just beat someone without saying a word.

And the expression of Xicheng style after beating people has not changed much...

This is really a ruthless person...

These two people directly set a label for Xicheng style in their hearts.

But Xicheng didn't care, he just sat down again and continued to look at his nose and his nose.

How the other party flirts with Takishima Snow is all about the other party and Takishima Snow, and it has nothing to do with him.

After all, he is a very easy-going and self-controlled person, and he doesn't care about such trivial things at all.

But if he jumped on his nose and pointed at him, Xicheng would not be accustomed to this kind of small ruffian, and he would directly beat him obediently.

Ye Zhixiao struggled from the ground for a long time to get up, he didn't dare to say anything, and when he looked at Xicheng again, he even cringed and consciously looked away.

Most of the delinquent youth are of this type.

Those who are not afraid of horizontal are only afraid of those who are more horizontal than him.

"Next, let's go to an abandoned campsite near Mt. Morimiya... During this time, it may be a long walk, so when you arrive at the camping site, you will camp there for a night, and then go to the depths of Mt. Morinomiya for the night... Do you guys have any good places to commit suicide? ”

Yamamotohiro's voice was heavy, his expression was gloomy, and his thin face was a little elongated.

The atmosphere was a little dreary.

And it's no wonder.

They were talking about suicide, and no one could talk about it happily.

Is it difficult to ask them to say-

'If you're so idle, don't you kill yourself.' 'That kind of thing?'

It's child's play.

"When I actually got to Mt. Morimiya... Besides, how? ”

Takishima Yuki said in a soft voice, "Maybe there will be a better place." ”

Well?

Nishijo couldn't help but take a second look at Takishima Snow.

There was obviously a trace of reluctance and fear in Takishima Yuki's voice just now.

Unwilling... Afraid?

Xicheng Shi glanced at the other party more, and then withdrew his gaze, and his tone was calm:

"I think Miss Takishima has a point, and it's not too late to make a decision when you get to the scene."

Window.

Heavy white snow fell.

Morimiyama committed suicide ... There seem to be more mysteries.