The youth story of Nohara Shinnosuke is too problematic, right?

Miura, who was bound by other tentacles on the other side, couldn't help but urinate a little bit. Seeing that the tentacle monster seemed to be distracted from dealing with Xiaoxin, he decided to fight hard and kept struggling.

With his hands and upper body bound, Miura kicked his legs to see if he could reach the tentacles.

Sensing something strange about Mipouna, the tentacle monster stretched out two more tentacles and bound her feet.

"Uh... Damn..."

Then, she felt a coldness on her feet. It turned out that the shoes and socks were taken off and thrown aside, a pair of bare feet struggling in the air.

The plush tentacles attached themselves and gently touched the jade feet.

"Um...this...hahahaha...don't...quickly...stop...!!"

The feet that had been stuffed in the knight's iron boots had just been exposed to the air, and Miura couldn't bear the tickle at all. Originally, she was enduring the churning desire to urinate with perseverance, but now she smiled, but It was unbearable.

"?~?~"

Seeing Miura like this, the tentacle monster seemed very happy.

However, its distraction gave Xiaoxin on the other side a chance.

He kicked his feet back, rushed forward, swung the sword in his hand quickly from left to right, silver light flashed, and the sword swung down, several tentacles were instantly cut off and fell to the ground.

"!!!"

The tentacle monster was shocked, and the feeling of breaking the tentacles spread all over the body, and the pain was unbearable.

At this time, Xiaoxin had already teleported in front of it, and with a strong jump, the sword in his hand stabbed forward forcefully, like a shooting star piercing through the stars, directly piercing into the big eyes of the tentacle monster.

"!!!!!!!"

The eyes are its cover door, when the cover door is breached, the tentacle monster loses all of its power immediately, and the tentacles also lose their power.

"Hmph~ Take it easy~~"

Seeing that the monster had lost its strength, Xiaoxin praised himself quite proudly, and then pulled out the iron sword.

However, at the moment of pulling it out, I didn't want to use too much force, and I scratched the big stamen on its head, the bud burst, and the fragrance of pollen immediately scattered out.

"Well? This is..."

When each person inhales pollen, the negative effects produced are different and random.

Xiaoxin suddenly felt a dry mouth spreading in his mouth, and the moisture in his whole body seemed to be lost in an instant.

"So... so thirsty... um... so thirsty..."

The instant loss of moisture made Xiaoxin feel dizzy. He stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, but he still couldn't suppress his thirst.

He was shaking dizzily, unable to tell the difference between the north and the south, and walked towards Miura unknowingly.

And Miura, after inhaling a large amount of easily dispersed pollen, could no longer hold it in.

"I...I can't do it..."

Wow~!! Puff~!!

"Water...water..."

Xiaoxin, who was so dehydrated that he had hallucinations, suddenly felt that drops of water were sprinkled on his face, like rain from the sky.

"Water...is water...~"

He slowly opened his mouth, and while tasting the dew, he slowly approached the water source...

"Ding ding ding!!! Ding ding ding!!!"

At this moment, the alarm bell rang.

Xiaoxin suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed.

"Huh...huh..."

I looked at the time on the alarm clock, it was nine o'clock, it was already morning.

"Huh~ I woke up from the dream..."

Just after being surprised by the battle in the dream, Xiaoxin was slightly relieved.

"Just now it seems... the last plot is to stop in the forest, right?"

"Fortunately... the battle is over, otherwise, if you wake up suddenly in the middle of the fight, it will be troublesome..."

"However, at the end just now, I seem to have been hit by some trick, and my mouth is thirsty... Also, I don't know what happened to Miura-san..."

He muttered while reminiscing about the dream just now.

"Forget it, it's just a dream anyway, Miura didn't put the antenna on it, she appeared unilaterally in my own dream, she should be sleeping well in my own dream now, eh~~"

Xiaoxin, who felt that the problem was not serious, got out of bed and stretched himself.

What's amazing is that even though I've been dreaming all night, I feel like I slept well and my body doesn't feel tired.

"Enen~ It's pretty good, but the content is a bit short, and I woke up before I reached the castle... It would be great if I could sleep all the time, by the way, go ask how Xiaokui is doing, in the dream at present I haven't met Xiaokui yet, so I don't know what she has become."

He was getting up to go to Xiaokui's room, but Xiaokui ran in first.

"Brother~!"

"Good morning, Xiaokui, how are you doing, what did you dream about?"

"It's not good at all!!" Xiaokui said with a somewhat reluctant expression: "I...I dreamed that I was in the palace, but...this palace is not luxurious at all! It is completely different from the European-style castles I usually see, okay Dilapidated..."

"Well, after all, the Fantasy Three Swordsmen are based on the Middle Ages. At that time, Europeans didn't even know if there were drainage channels, so you can be content, at least you are a member of the royal family... Uh, no, Yami Ruman Are you the princess of the kingdom? Like this, I have no motivation to fight the Demon Spirit Emperor..."

"It's not the royal family!!" Xiaokui cried, "I'm... the sweeping maid of the royal palace, maid, maid, not the kind of maid who is a bodyguard, not a secretary who handles paperwork, but sweeps and wipes the floor my maid!!”

"...Pfft...cough cough."

"You just laughed, didn't you? Don't try to cover it up with a cough!!"

"No." Xiaoxin shook his head and said seriously: "I just think of happy things."

Chapter 047: Xiaokui wants to change the card box

"Anyway, tonight, it must be my turn!!"

Xiaokui pouted and turned her head to one side.

"Hmph~ I don't want to be a palace cleaner anymore~ I want to be a princess~"

"Okay, okay~ It's Xiaokui's turn to choose the script tonight... Well, I just don't know if this dream game is automatically saved by default, and if I use the Three Musketeers next time, will it start directly from the moment I woke up from the last dream? ..."

"I hope I can start over next time and even reshuffle the roles. Ugh...how could I be the sweeping maid? Does the system think that I am the most suitable person for this role?"

"Pfft~ maybe."

"Brother~! Are you still laughing?"

"Okay~ stop laughing, let's go down and eat."

All in all, tonight, it was decided that Xiaokui would choose the script.

After breakfast, Xiaoxin made a special trip to Nobita's house to find Doraemon.

Ever since he met Ozaki in his dream, he has been curious whether the person he dreamed of in the dream was just a unilateral dream in his own mind, or the person involved was also having the same dream in the dream?

Is this a "stand-alone game" or a "connected game".

"Eh? You ask me, is the person you dreamed about in your dream really running into your dream?"

"Well, that's what it looks like."

"Well... I remember, didn't I explain it before? Only people who wear antennas will dream the same dream together. If you don't have antennas installed, the person you dreamed in your dream is just yourself. It was just a dream, and the other party did not enter this dream."

"Really? No exceptions?"

At Nobita's house, Xiaoxin kept confirming with Doraemon.

Doraemon said with certainty: "Really, there are no exceptions. You have to believe in the technological power and inspection procedures of the 22nd century. Compared with the 21st century, the control of all aspects in the 22nd century is much more rigorous."

"But judging from the situation of fugitives in time and space, it is obviously not the same thing."

"That...that's an example..."

Due to the time-space fugitive who stole the bomb before, Xiaoxin really doesn't believe in the level of control in the 22nd century.

However, since Doraemon has said that... Xiaoxin will take it as, maybe, Ozaki is an exception. After all, Ozaki's experience has a relationship with "dream", maybe it is because of this that he came to the world of the fantasy three swordsmen?

All kinds of metaphysics can explain it!

"Okay, since Doraemon you have said so, then let it be like this~"

At this moment, another question emerged in his mind. He didn't know why, but he suddenly wanted to ask this question and was a little worried about it.

"I have another question, I'm curious, if... if, I accidentally die in a dream, then... what will happen to me in the real world?"

"Death? This..." Doraemon thought for a while: "Theoretically, the story in the dream is just the consciousness in your brain, receiving the signal source of the dream maker, and the dream maker is essentially a game, so, in the dream A real death will not be a real death, when you die in a dream, just like we usually have nightmares, you will suddenly wake up from the dream, and the dream will be broken..."

"That is to say, it's like having a nightmare, just waking up, I won't really die, right?" Xiaoxin patted his chest: "Oh~ then I can rest assured."

"Of course it won't really die. This is a popular product in the 22nd century. Many people play it. It is impossible for this situation to happen."

Since Doraemon is so decisive, Xiaoxin is relieved.

Of course, he seems to have forgotten one thing, the card box of the Fantasy Three Swordsmen is completely different from other ordinary card boxes.

At the beginning of this game, I was reminded that this game has powerful power, if you play stealth for a long time, it will have some impact on the real world...

night.

"I'm full."

Since it was Golden Week, Hiroshi didn't have to go to work, so the family of four had a rare meal together.

"Did you finish eating so quickly?" Guangzhi asked, "Eat so quickly, what are you in a hurry for?"

"I'm in a hurry to sleep." Xiaoxin said.

"what?"

"Haha, no, my brother is talking nonsense." Xiaokui interrupted hastily: "Actually, I'm not very good at writing some homework. I want to ask my brother to teach me all night later."

"Huh? Did I say I would teach you homework? Didn't you always say before that when you didn't do your homework, you would secretly copy Shizuka in school... Uh-huh!!"

Xiaokui hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Shh~ don't talk too much..."

"It's like this..." Guangzhi nodded: "That's right, Xiaoxin is getting more and more like a big brother. Huh~ I have to work overtime almost every day for the past few weeks. After becoming a minister, although I was promoted, But I'm exhausted, and I also want to take a good rest this holiday."

"Cough cough, husband~" Mei Xie coughed lightly, and then secretly made a gesture under the dining table.

That gesture means: I.tonight.want.to.

"Uh…"

Hiroshi looked embarrassed, and hurriedly compared under the table: but. yes. I. have. a little. tired.

Mei Xie smiled but didn't smile, and compared: um?. you. said. what. what.

"... "

Guangzhi knew that there was nothing he could do about it. Usually in this situation, it was impossible to dispel her "desire".

Think of it as working overtime by yourself... Hiroshi, who had no choice but to make a gesture of acceptance in the end.

On the other side, Xiaokui, who went upstairs after dinner, couldn't wait to run into Xiaoxin's room.

"Come on, brother, come and play."

"Wait... I just had a full meal, but I can't digest it."

"Come on, when you were a child, you often lay down when you were full, and your mother often scolded you."

"Didn't you say that you didn't have any memory when you were zero years old? I remember this very clearly." Xiaoxin complained: "And, mother, that idiot, I often lie down and take a nap after eating, okay?"

Xiaokui rummaged through the card boxes in the cabinet to see if there was anything she liked.

"Well... this one seems pretty good, this one seems to be okay too..."

"This one seems to be good too, this one is also good..."

"Brother, do you think Snow White is right for me? Or is Cinderella right for me? You can give me the details."

"Okay, okay, I'll look for it for you." Xiaoxin rummaged in the cabinet, his eyes lit up: "I think this is good."