Chapter 3: The Scene

The rain was slightly cool, and there was not even a ghost to be seen on the dark streets.

These remote and dilapidated alleys are rarely frequented even by the dregs of society – only the dregs of the dregs will love the scent of corruption.

Under normal circumstances, the master of ceremonies wearing only a thin shirt is obviously not suitable for solo travel on such a rainy night, but humans are such strange creatures. Once you've established that your body is just an artificially created puppet, you don't have to follow the common sense of human beings, even though your object senses remain the sameβ€”yes, that strong "I'm not human" mental suggestion can change a lot of things invisibly.

Of course, for the emcee, whose definition of death has been subverted, the so-called "human identity" is insignificant.

- The focus is on the tasks that have been given now.

The previous speculation was correct, and the mystery has been gradually resolved.

The so-called task is the trial that God has arranged for sinners, and if the task is completed, then it is natural that one's sins can be alleviated, and as for failure... Probably going to enter the next world, right? The master of ceremonies understands very well that for such dangerous things, failure means death.

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Mission content: Ensure the survival of the two ceremonies, the survival of Asagami Fujino, and the survival of Minato Keita.

Corresponding points: 1400 points.

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Although this was the case from the very beginning of the world, the master of ceremonies was not so naΓ―ve as to feel that he could achieve his goal without doing anything, even if the gods no longer interfered from beginning to end, and the mere fact that his presence would cause incalculable variables. Among them, the most direct one is probably the Wild Wild Sect Lian, for this biggest mastermind behind the Sky Realm, the master of ceremonies really can't guess how he will intervene in this matter.

So, he decided to act first.

And analyzing the three characters he must protect, it can be said that they are in completely different positions, and both of them should be in a relatively safe position before the decisive battle, and the real danger is Asakami Fujino and Minato Keita...

The story of the residual pain was originally about the process of Asakami Fujino, who awakened her special ability, to take revenge on the social people who violated her one by one, and another drama ** Minato Keita is one of those social personnel.

If everything hadn't started yet, the master of ceremonies could even save Fujino before Minato Keita and his party abused Fujino, so that nothing would happen after that.

Unfortunately, he has no way of knowing where the incident has been... For the information of this world, he knows the Tao is really limited, so the master of ceremonies can only use the stupidest way now, trying to find Fujino or Minato Keita, only by finding one of them, he can have the possibility of intervening in this incident - it is the middle of the night, if the incident has not happened, it is obviously impossible for him to find Fujino who is still in the dormitory, on the contrary, if the incident has happened, it means that he has lost the clue to find Fujino.

Then you have to start from the other side.

In addition to the two ceremonies, there are probably two opportunities for the master of ceremonies to directly contact the drama **, the first is the violation of Fujino that happened in the abandoned bar, and the second time is the day after this, Fujino and Liangyi meet in the cafΓ©.

It's still midnight, and the abandoned bar is naturally the target of a search.

That's why he lingers in these squalid and gloomy corners of the city, though it's a bit of luck at best.

As for obtaining information through newspapers, news or other means, it is not that the master of ceremonies does not want to, but that he can't.

"Hey..."

Looking at the signs on both sides of the street that were completely unclear, he sighed helplessly.

What would be the reason why Araya would let him out of the Ogawa apartment?

Referring to the only information he got when he first woke up, and the difference between the identities of the characters in the system, the master of ceremonies already had a guess.

When he woke up for the first time, he actually went directly into the body of a puppet called Kyosuke Miyagawa who was supposed to be dead in Ogawa's apartment, and in order to pursue the vortex of the root and keep repeating the cycle of life and death as an experiment, Araya thought that his appearance was the key to achieving the "root", so he was subjected to a detailed test - that is, the torture he encountered when he first woke up, and the result of the test was that Araya awakened his origin... He didn't understand the reasoning, but it wasn't in the way.

The rest of the things are very clear, in order to awaken his origin, Araya directly eliminated all the parts of his soul that belonged to "Miyagawa Kyosuke", although it was not the original intention, but in this way, the master of ceremonies completely lost the ability to communicate with the world of this world - after all, he himself is not a resident of this world world, and it is impossible to communicate with people in this world world at all... Even the master of ceremonies believed that even the "Chinese" of this world world could not necessarily understand, and it was precisely because of this that Araya was relieved to boldly throw himself out of the Ogawa apartment without worrying about leaks.

In a sense, the current master of ceremonies has been completely isolated from the natives of this world.

- It's like they've chosen different channels, and they can only be parallel lines.

But the master of ceremonies never intended to give up...

Not to mention the possibility of "learning", even if he can't communicate, he must complete the task, which can be said to be his only meaning of existence now.

What's more, for outliers like Fujino and Liangyi, the so-called "communication" probably didn't have much effect in the first place.

The footsteps on a rainy night can only be heard by oneself, and those dripping raindrops not only blur vision, but also affect hearing. The master of ceremonies walked forward step by step, while paying attention to the street scene on both sides... The only information he had was that the destination was an abandoned speakeasy, and he really couldn't think of any more useful information.

Light.

A few more steps, the end of the alley is already shining with sporadic lights. As the most powerful weapon against fear in human inventions, and the symbol of civilization, as long as it can be turned into a city today, where is there not one or two noisy nights that are brightly lit? Those colorful neon ** make lonely people close to each other, and then breed more greed...

But in any case, those sinful things will eventually return to the darkness. Blatantly abducting a student at school and bringing him to this kind of public place is obviously not a plan of the group of ** to make up for Keita. Having defied all authority because of their excessive rebellion, they are more fearful than anyone else in the face of true power and majesty.

So... Isn't it this street either?

The master of ceremonies was not disappointed, he knew from the beginning that his actions were just looking for a needle in a haystack.

So there was no change in his footsteps, and he was still moving towards the goal of not knowing where he was step by step.

Light...

Just at the door of entering the world of civilization, the master of ceremonies saw another kind of light...

It was a dim yellow color, and it was right next to the world that symbolized safety and warmth, but there was no doubt that it was a world of danger and sin - the dividing line of the world was so obvious here, the rusty signs, the neon signs that broke in two, and even the moss-covered walls that showed a strange dark red color were decisively different from the neighbors who were close at hand... The latter has the magic power to make people blush, while the former stimulates the nerves called fear.

The master of ceremonies just glanced casually, as if he had looked at all the previous buildings, and obviously he didn't have the talent of a detective to distinguish the purpose of this place from the design of the house and the type of signboard, but fortunately, the pattern of the wine bottle outlined at the entrance gave him plenty of room for imagination.

He stopped.

A voice softly told himself that this was the place he was looking for.

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Such an unexpected encounter.

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It was raining outside, and the whole room was also drenched, but that had nothing to do with the rain.

… There are bar chairs piled up in the corner

… In the center of the room is a pool table

… The scraps of simple food purchased from the supermarket were scattered all over the floor, and lunch boxes were piled up like a mountain.

This form of laziness makes people feel disgusted from the bottom of their bones, but none of these have anything to do with fear.

The only thing that makes people feel fear in the room is normal.

I don't know who lit the alcohol lamp, the insignificant light only illuminated the world near the lampholder, and more shadows and darkness were set off deeper and deeper, like the remains of a wild beast after a meal.

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They still retain the shape of the last of their lives, those twisted, reversed... It's easy to count sixteen hands and feet, and if you look closely, you'll probably be able to find things like heads and torsoes, as well as despair and roars that remain in the air.

And, of course, there's the red paint that exudes a strong smell – it's more like a hell of a medieval English painter than a real and tangible room.

There are no more living people here... in every sense.

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The scene is not cordoned off, that is, it has just happened and no one has found out yet. The master of ceremonies looked down at the electronic watch he was wearing on his wrist, and the time was 1:20 a.m.

A few hours ago, something horrible had happened here, but it might not be until tomorrow morning that anyone notices it.

Yes, there was no intention of becoming the first witness, so the master of ceremonies did not immediately turn around and run away in a panic like a normal person.

He continued to go deeper, crouching down carefully to examine every wreckage, until he was sure that there were only four corpses before getting up and leaving... There were no women among them, and he hadn't been prompted by any hints about mission failure, so Fujino and Minato Keita should both be alive.

The story has just begun, and he should also have the next move - tomorrow... No, this afternoon, to be exact, Asakami Fujino will appear in the world of normal people as a normal person for the last time, and meet Liangyi in the company of Kurokuki flowers at a cafΓ© in this city.

This is almost his last chance!!

The master of ceremonies did not continue to walk towards the civilized and bright world, he returned to the darkness again... One step away from the light, the rain washes away all the signs of his visit, including the blood on the soles of his feet.

He suddenly subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand - strangely, this action was even curious to himself.

Coming from the end of the world, he had no reason to be "allergic" to this kind of scene, coughed dryly a few times, and there was no sign of the gag reflex in his body, and he was feeling the strange master of ceremonies brushing his throat with his hand, but he was surprised to feel some slippery and rough touch.

Not skin and Adam's apple, more like rubber tubes and oil...

The emcee's pupils suddenly constricted!

It turned out that Araya had considered the possibility of him learning from this world realm from the beginning, but unfortunately, he didn't have time anymore.

From the beginning of the residence in this doll's body until now, the master of ceremonies felt hopeless because of the body itself!

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In addition to the introduction, the reason why the embedded identity of the system prompts shows "puppet" is also a warning to him - unmaintained puppets can crash at any time!

At this time, not far from the scene of the crime, the danger hidden in the dark alley finally stretched out the evil hands of the master of ceremonies.

The young people of society, who wore exaggerated rain hats and even weighed bats and knives, blocked his path, and at this time, there was no shortage of simple robbery or outlaw hunting.

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Death has already choked him!