She discovered something that God had not yet known. To be alive means to be either bored to death or scared to death. - Kurt Vonnegut, "Timequake".

Early in the morning of March 8.

Lazily and bewilderedly open their eyes.

Before he fully woke up, he was held in her arms.

Either way, it's common to don't like dogs, and it's common to don't like to please people.

It's the same with being afraid of rats.

I like loneliness, and I like the sadness that loneliness brings.

What's more, my host, like me, loves to get things done.

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Under the threat of death, Seiichi ushered in a quiet and cold morning.

What is certain is that I uploaded two chapters overnight yesterday, so I will be late for school again today, holding the puffs and looking at the sky outside the window in a daze, some cloudy gray.

Yueji called her three times and didn't wake up, and she didn't blame anyone else, but it's really annoying that the dessert is gone.

The table clock in the antechamber, with the hour hand pointing to nine o'clock, is desperately time.

Fortunately, I said hello in advance, because of the invitation of the Literature Department, Qingyi helped prepare for Sappho's poetry exchange meeting today, so I don't have to worry about being scolded by the teacher.

It is said to be a help, but in fact, it is to make up the number of people.

Thanks to Sister Weiyang, she can write a chapter in the morning at a leisurely pace. However, for her who only slept at three o'clock in the morning, her brain was still in a drowsy state, and it was really best to get a good night's sleep.

After morning tea, she returned to her room, closed the curtains and made the room dark, only a thin line of light from the curtain slit fell on the bed and her forehead, and her consciousness gradually settled.

Buzz, buzz.

"Ahhhh

The phone was still on the table, and it would take about three seconds to reach for it and a period of cold air.

Buzz, buzz.

"Sister Weiyang?"

"Still sleeping? The activity is about to start, your homeroom teacher just came over and asked where you went, I said you went out to buy paper and pencils, hurry, speed. ”

“……”

"And it's colder today, change to a thick one."

"Got it." Hung up the phone in a very well-behaved voice.

Qingyi casually put on a black down vest and a cyan sweater, and struggled with skinny jeans or pantyhose for a while, and finally chose a long skirt.

Anyway, I just don't wear school uniforms.

"Wow, I forgot to bring gloves."

Actually, it's not that cold, but Seiichi is really afraid of the cold, so he changed into boots and started rubbing his hands after going out of the gate.

Seeing the disgusted eyes of the crowded people at the entrance of the subway station, he began to hail a taxi.

Even though the white seat cover in the car had just been cleaned and replaced, I still felt a little dirty and shrunk up, and then I was startled.

"Puffs?!"

Puffs meowed at her feet, revealing pitiful eyes.

"Well, put you in your bag, don't show your stuffing later."

Kiyoichi smiled dumbfoundedly.

Half an hour later, in the activity room of the Literature Department, the air conditioner was on, so the air in the room was much warmer, half the size of a classroom, and the decorations in the room were only portraits of some celebrities.

On the podium was a man in his thirties reciting a psalm, his voice undulating like a lullaby.

As if to improve concentration, the curtains were closed, but this feeling was even more sleepy, and it was not long before I began to take a nap.

"Well, that's all there is to it, but it's too cold for only five people to participate."

With very plain words, Weiyang sat next to Qingyi.

"Sister Weiyang, aren't you happy?" Qingyi cheered up and took a sip of mineral water.

The man on the podium continued to recite in high spirits.

[I have always been kind to that person, but that person has hurt me the most. 】

“…… I already regret running this event. Hearing this, Weiyang suddenly pressed his brows.

"Who's invited?"

"Ji Wenlan, a poet I met at the forum."

"Oh~" Kiyoichi pursed his mouth meaningfully.

"Is it the minister who asked me to find it? Besides, this guy took the initiative to find it. ”

"I seem to have a special interest in high school girls. But this uncle looks like he's in a good mood. ”

"Probably not normal." Weiyang showed an indifferent face.

Hearing this unimportant sentence, Qing continued to nap with one chin on his head.

"So, how many deaths did he have?" Weiyang asked suddenly.

Because when Ji Wenlan found Weiyang at the beginning, he made it clear that he also participated in cross-country running, and he also received that text message.

"Huh? Ask me why? Qingyi had a panicked expression, "Didn't I write that trailer?" ”

"What's your version?"

"Look at your phone by yourself, Sister Weiyang."

The version in Shiyi's "No One Survives" is "all to die".

I probably expected this kind of boring and dramatic text, or don't you go? Weiyang sighed.

She shook her head very decisively, because for Weiyang, all difficulties were the trials of her cultivation path, and no one could stop her stubbornness.

At least on the issue of expecting this to happen, Qingyi and Weiyang are on the same side.

But on the other hand, Xia Han made up his mind to stop these two female madmen, but it was hard to say anything when he was trapped in class, but fortunately, he had plenty of time.

According to his prediction, it can probably be expected that the effect of this death notice is only to cause panic, and the next thing to consider is nothing more than who died first, how to die, and what reason to die, probably this routine.

Fortunately, no matter what happens to you, as long as you find a way to make Weiyang withdraw from the game.

In short, this is the beginning of the next series of events.

Returning to the two girls, the poet continued to recite.

We fully know that death is evil, we have God's will, and if death is a good thing, God will also die. 】

"Ha, that's good, I finally don't want a man." Seiichi clapped his palms happily.

Everyone in the deserted activity room looked at each other and looked at each other, so they had to burst into scattered applause.

It's really hard to endure this time, Weiyang pretended to be calm and added, "It's a woman." ”

There was a sudden meow in the bag, and everyone was frightened.

Oops, the puffs are still in there!

I guess I already knew what was going to happen next when I heard this cry.

As for Kiyoichi, who is still thinking about his own script, it is just a woman who is possessed by a demon in a mountain villa, and then uses various methods to kill people.

But she vaguely felt that things were not so simple.

Because, the head teacher is also on the scene.

When he finally arrived at the head teacher's office, his anger did not diminish in the slightest.

Because he was a few steps behind, he closed the door with a good opportunity.

It was raining lightly outside, and Qingyi hugged the puffs and said something that was insignificant, "Teacher, can you make me tea?" ”

You don't have to look up to see the green tendons on the teacher's forehead.

In this case, you should bring an umbrella when you go out. Thinking about something else so carelessly.

Dressed in a crisp shirt and a double-breasted four-button suit, Mr. Wu, who is in his forties, pushed his thin-rimmed glasses.

His stomach suddenly rumbled, and Seiichi's luck was really bad, because now he just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

But the teacher is looking for her for other things, and it's not easy.

"What cats do you bring to school?"

"It came with ...... on its own."

"I heard you write novels in your spare time?"

"No, the teacher understands the opposite, I spend my spare time going to school."

“……”

Teacher Wu, who was given a headache by this sentence, coughed, and became a little irritable because of the same sleepiness.

"I've heard about the death notice, and all the students in the sports department have received it."

"I'm here to get materials......"

“…… This event has been canceled by many schools, but the adult group seems to continue, as for the serious losses of the organizers, they have been saying that this is a rumor, what do you think? ”

Wow, the teacher is asking me for my opinion.

"No, it's not a rumor, it's really going to die!" Seiichi raised his face excitedly.

“…… You're talking about your novels. ”

"Oh, oh yes, it's fiction. That's why I really want to go. ”

"Looks like I can't stop you, but stay safe."

Mr. Wu's tone is very gentle, and it sounds reassuring. But for Seiichi, there is nothing to worry about.

This plain and warm face is completely pretended, because she was extremely fierce when she was disciplined, this is Qingyi's evaluation of Teacher Wu.

"What's wrong, do you look sleepy today? I guess I wrote it too late yesterday. ”

"That's the teacher's delusion, that's a regular release......"

Oh bold little girl, although in a cute tone. Puffs followed the meow and pretended to be cute together.

"yes, nothing else."

"Then I'll go back......"

"Finally, give me a good explanation of what the tanks in the park are all about."

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As for Xia Han here, he finally heard the bell for the end of class, and the male classmates were still whispering about how Brother Han managed to turn the tables by scoring zero points yesterday.

"What are you guys, I'm in my forties, okay?" Xia Han interrupted their conversation dissatisfiedly.

"Yes, Brother Han, you are getting more and more amazing now, I heard that you and Xu Weiyang ......"

"Don't guess, she recently practiced running on the soccer field, and she just stopped by for a meal at my house."

"Oh......" There was a heckling.

"Okay, I still have something to do." Xia Han sat back and flipped out his phone.

What's going to happen to this guy? Looking at his gloomy face, he wouldn't have been really frightened by the death notice. Everyone looked at each other.

Sure enough, I'm still worried about Xu Weiyang, it's not a serious terrorist attack, is it that serious?

As a result, two military personnel appeared at the door of the classroom.

"Is Xia Han here?"