I just want to be a regular writer

Staring at the phone screen, Shan Chengxian couldn't return for a long time.

'conspiracy...'

Shan Chengxian rubbed his eyes, and then his pupils dilated slightly—"All conspiracy!"

Out...

"Shipped!!!"

Shan Chengxian twitched his mouth and smiled with a distorted expression.

what...

Shipped.

'I love this game...'

Shan Chengxian thought, and finally smiled.

As if he couldn't believe it, he repeatedly checked the talent interface of the character panel, and after confirming that all the talent descriptions to be lit were all lit, he exhaled.

'I really like this game!'

Shan Chengxian repeated it again in his heart, and finally took a step forward with a smile.

The figure watching him from behind followed him closely and walked in the direction of the shopping street.

crossroads.

Shan Chengxian stopped, looked up at the signal light, and took out his phone again.

——At the same time, the long-dormant shadow finally moved.

It stretched out a hand to Shan Chengxian, and gently...pushed him.

"Dudu!!!——————"

"Eh?"

Shan Chengxian, who was caught off guard, was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his eyes rolled to the delivery truck of a certain convenience store.

Afterwards, it was the intense pain and blood splashing from the wide wheels pressing on his abdomen, and...the screams of passers-by.

"Damn... my new daughter's talent is gone.'

——As he died, Shan Chengxian thought about it, even swearing unbelievably.

He saw it, and the smoky-gray figure's face standing at the intersection split into an upward arc.

It is laughing.

AM09:40

When Kira Yoshikage returned home with a box of warm milk, Mr. Yoshihiro Kira woke up.

The old gentleman has nothing to do recently. In order not to meet the Risa Fukada who doesn't know whether it is a human or a ghost, the old gentleman canceled his only activity every day-hanging out.

Probably the only pastime was gone, and the old man's work and rest became especially regular.

"Out to buy milk?"

Yoshihiro Yoshihiro Kira looked at Yoshiage Kira with a little surprise, and wondered, "Is there still in the refrigerator?"

"No, someone else gave it."

In response, Kira Yoshikage glanced out the window.

Through the branches and leaves crawling up the fence in the yard, Kira Yoshikage could see the golden hair shining in the sun flying from behind them.

"other people?"

Yoshihiro Kira was stunned for a moment, and blinked a little puzzled.

Seeing that his son didn't mean to go down, the old gentleman waved his hand and didn't ask any more--'If it's a girl, it would be fine.'

After all, it seems recently that his handsome son has indeed made many female friends.

Good thing, good thing.

Kira Yoshikage looked at his father's changed expression and shook his head.

——Both of them are thinking about something inconsequential.

He took warm milk to the kitchen, ready to cook breakfast.

And Mr. Yoshihiro Yoshihiro?

——It seems that the little old man nearby made a call. The old gentleman was having a great conversation, and laughter spread from the living room to the kitchen.

Yoshikage Kira looked down at what Chiba Yu had just said, and wrinkled her brows unconsciously.

'forgotten?'

Kira Yoshikage doesn't think that Chiba Yu is that kind of careless and forgetful person-Chiba Yu must not think so either.

It happened to be at Risa Fukada's house...

Is it Risa Fukada?

No, it's a "daydream"-so... it's a gray mist?

It is relying on the game set by Risa Fukada during his lifetime, and what is arranged...

Jiliang Jiying put down his chopsticks and rubbed his eyebrows impatiently.

—— Jiliang Jiying thinks that his personality is fairly mild. If the "daydream" can appear generously, then... he is actually very talkative.

But why...

Is someone always trying to annoy him?

"Tsk."

Jiliang Jiying smacked his lips and turned to look at the fish porridge in the pot.

"Jiying..."

Yoshihiro Kira carried a water glass and shook it into the kitchen. "Are you going out today?"