What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Aoki Si looked amazed, he thought it was just a small game, but looking at it this way, it seems to be quite big.

The hand held by Qiong tightened slightly, and Aoki Si lowered his head to see that Qiong's thin body seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Aoki Si said softly, Qiong took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

I can do it, I can do it.

Qiong just cheered herself up repeatedly in her heart, but when she really raised her head and heard the faint sound waves coming from behind the gate of the small theater, she couldn't help shaking a little.

"Mask, mask." Qiong's voice trembled.

Aoki Secretary hastily rummaged through the backpack containing the peripherals, found a mask that could just cover half of his face, and handed it to Qiong.

Dome put it on her small face, and the black mask covered the upper part of her cheeks, forming a strong contrast with her snow-white skin and long silver hair, making her look more like a delicate porcelain doll.

"The rules of this competition are pretty good. Everyone wears masks to hide their identities and uses code names to participate in the competition. It's pretty good." Aoki stared at the competition poster at the entrance of the small theater and praised.

Qiong nodded, his voice muffled: "Go in."

"En." Aoki Secretary tightened her hand and pushed open the door of the theater.

Inside the door were spectators who had already formed a long queue, chatting with each other noisily, waiting for the game to start entering the arena.

Qiong grabbed Aoki Si's hand, Aoki Si hurriedly leaned over to listen: "What's wrong?"

"From, go in from the left." Her whispered words almost made Aoki Si hard to hear.

Looking to the left, there is indeed a dedicated passage for players.

Secretary Aoki pulled her towards the entrance, and the staff hurriedly stopped her: "Hi, please tell me your entry ID and the invitation letter on your phone."

Qiong took out her mobile phone and directly opened a saved picture with her ID "Weirdo" written on it.

"Oh, please come in." The staff made way for the passage, but saw the hesitation on Aoki Si's expression: "This..."

"My younger sister is rather shy. I want to go in with her. I'll go to the auditorium after the game starts, okay?" Aoki took off his mask and smiled at the staff. He originally planned to show his favor and make it easier for him. When the staff saw him grinning, they stuttered in fright: "No, no problem, please, please come in!"

Aoki put on the mask speechlessly: "Okay, thank you."

"No, you're welcome." The staff member's body was as stiff as a log.

The corners of Qiong's mouth curled up slightly, silently sniggering.

Aoki Si heheed twice in embarrassment: "I don't know why they are like this."

As a result, when he lowered his head, he happened to see Qiong's white eyes, as if to say: Don't you have a B number in your heart?

Hmm... Secretary Aoki shut his mouth in a very good way, and led her through the dark aisle, directly into the backstage of the theater.

At this time, there were already many players in the backstage.

uh, wait a minute...

Aoki Division looked across a group of strange costumes, looking at weird people who looked like cosplay, and saw an acquaintance directly.

"UMR?"

"Bald?"

The two looked at each other, and the corner of Aoki's mouth twitched: "My name is Aoki."

"Hold, I'm sorry." Domabu, who accidentally spoke his mind, waved his hands again and again, bowing and apologizing hastily: "Are you here to participate in the competition?"

Speaking of this, Mitsuma raised his head, his eyes under the black mask were full of excitement: I have been practicing at home for so long, this time, I don't believe you can still prevent it!

Aoki Si smiled wryly and let go of Qiong's hand, and said to her: "No, it's my sister, I don't know how to play games."

"You..." Domabu only thought that Aokiji was just trying to fool her, and his face darkened, "Why didn't you participate."

"I told you, I won't..." Aoki Si didn't finish his sentence, but Domabuki interrupted him: "Don't say you don't know how to play, do you believe this kind of words?"

Uh, I really believe it.

Aoki Division was speechless for a while, and finally he just explained: "I just react faster."

"Hmph." Seeing that Aoki Si is still like this, Tumabu felt that he was looking down on him, and said with a cold face, "I won't lose casually this time."

"Uh, come on." Aoki Si chuckled, took off the backpack, and handed it to Qiong: "How about it, you're not that panicked, are you?"

Qiong took the backpack, lowered his head, and didn't answer.

"Then I'll go out and wait for you in the auditorium first?" Aoki put his hands on her small head, and he couldn't help moving his fingers lightly due to a faint warmth.

Qiong tilted his head to avoid his hand, as if he didn't want to be touched by him in front of so many people, but then he couldn't help but trembled and said, "No."

"Then what should we do?" Aoki Si frowned helplessly.

She lowered her head, stretched out her hand timidly, and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Wait, wait."

Her waxy voice was also a little crying.

Aoki Si squatted down with some distress, stared into her eyes: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"...Mmm." Qiong's pink lips trembled a little, and the big watery eyes under the mask helplessly covered with a layer of water mist.

Is it that serious?

Aoki Si sighed, originally he thought that Qiong's psychological problems had improved a lot.But now it seems that this is only established when she is with herself.