How can my daily life of youth be a reincarnation game?

How can my daily life of youth be a reincarnation game?

Author: Sha Luo Shuang Shu

Introduction:

Reborn, you train hard every day to prepare for the challenge, but after careful investigation you find:

There are no frequent gas explosions, no strange occupations, but there is a famous school called Shuchiin and an idol called Sakurajima Mai.

Everywhere is filled with the two-dimensional atmosphere of youthful daily life, and a happy life surrounded by beautiful girls is slowly unfolding. You will use your foresight to play the game of life.

At this time, someone sent a game invitation:

【Welcome to the reincarnation game】

[You will witness the bloodthirsty red moon, escape from the devil's hospital, and experience the six paths of reincarnation...]

Wait a minute.

Who got the wrong script between you and me?

Bloodthirsty Red Moon: Chapter 1 Welcome to the reincarnation game!

woohoo-

The white gauze curtains were blown up, and the slightly fishy sea breeze filled the house, brushing across everything like an invisible hand.

There was a whiteboard covered with photos and outlined with dense red lines, and a messy desk. On the desk, a black-covered certificate fluttered in the wind, revealing a stamped photo and the following information:

Izu University School of Medicine, first year student, Sorajima Yuuki.

Hey.

A hand held down the student ID card, and the boy with short black hair and red eyes, like in the photo, opened the drawer and threw the ID card in. He rubbed his head, then picked up the pen and wrote hastily on a piece of white paper he had torn off:

"My eighteenth birthday has passed, and nothing unusual has happened. Could it be that I have really gotten lucky and came to the world I have always dreamed of? Could it be that the words I saw at the beginning were an illusion that I just traveled through time and space?"

The tip of his pen paused for a moment, and he turned his head to look at the mirror hanging on the wall of the rental house. He saw the young man in the mirror with black hair and red eyes. His face had clear contours and he looked handsome no matter how you looked at him.

But there wasn't much excitement in the boy's eyes, because he had been looking at this handsome face for almost ten years, and any excitement had long passed.

Ten years ago, the body of the only survivor of the car accident was occupied by him. He was handsome, had some savings, and both his parents had passed away. He was a standard protagonist template. Just when he was about to enjoy his new life after a brief shock, he saw words that made him break out in a cold sweat when he was flipping through the 'Sky Island Yuuki' diary.

I still remember that sentence vividly. It was written in simplified Chinese, in big blood-red characters:

【Survive!!】

"So, I spent a long time waiting for things like monster invasions, the end of the world, spiritual energy revival, system activation, and strange rules."

The boy touched his chin and turned his eyes to the blackboard covered with photos. He saw that it was covered with photos, including men and women, military bases, strange buildings, and various urban legends, and in the center was a huge red question mark.

"The question mark I drew? How come I don't remember it?" Yuki covered his head and thought hard but to no avail. He simply brought an iron bucket, set the white paper he had just written on on fire, and threw the photos and information on the blackboard into the bucket and burned them.

The faint flames swayed gently with the sea breeze outside the window, illuminating Yuki's profile. He stared at the burning photos in a daze, such as the black-haired girl with a cold face, or the boy with lifeless eyes. His wooden expression became more and more vivid.

"There are no inexplicable gas explosions, there is no Avengers, and there is no Men in Black organization. There are conflicts and wars in the world, but it is generally very peaceful, similar to the Earth in my previous life. If there is any difference -"

He glanced at the photo that was about to turn to ashes, and names flashed through his mind.

Azure Sea, Romance of Geniuses, Hyouka, The Pet Girl of Sakurasou, and some people and events that have not been found yet, basically have one thing in common:

This is a normal world of daily youth, with the school life of boys and girls running through the main storyline. The biggest harm should be just stomachache, at least it does not require the use of force to solve it.

"And then I could never find that diary again. Could it be that I read too many online novels in my previous life and developed paranoia?" Yuki's mouth twitched slightly. That sentence made him suspicious all these years and his life was quite difficult.

Waiting for the end of the world was the most torturous thing. Gradually, he began to slack off, especially in the past two years, and focused more on reality.

"So I decided to do both. I continued to prepare while choosing Izu University."

Thinking of this, Yuki couldn't help but smile.

With the carefree senior Azusa and the sexy Nanaka, he can start a youthful love journey at any time.

Experience the happiest campus life, become a plagiarist to accumulate wealth after graduation, start a family with the one you love, and have a few good friends who can accompany you throughout your life.

This kind of life is very ordinary and happy, except that it somewhat discredits the greatness of words like "time travel" and "rebirth", but it's none of my business.

To put it bluntly, I didn't come here on purpose. I've been so cautious for so many years, which is already amazing. If it were an ordinary time traveler, do you believe that at the age of eight, he would dare to follow the smell to pick up girls in Xiuzhiyuan and turn all the girls into his childhood sweetheart?

When the paper scraps were burned out, Yuki picked up the iron bucket and flushed all the residue inside into the sewer. He then took a brush and wiped off the writing on the whiteboard. He paused for a moment when he passed the blood-red question mark, and then wiped it clean in an unfriendly manner.

"It's really a waste of all the suffering I've endured over the years, but on the bright side, the things I've learned can help protect my home. At the very least, being a sea king requires excellent health."

Throwing the brush aside, Yuki stretched his shoulders and began planning a new life in his mind. He also turned his attention to the coffee table in front of the sofa.

It was an idol magazine. On the cover was a beautiful girl with waist-length black hair and light purple eyes. She had a pink bunny hairpin in her hair and an almost perfect smile on her face.

Sakurajima Mai, a young idol who is popular in Japan, besides being another 'familiar person', Yuuki cares about another thing:

Among the known information, this should be the only work with supernatural elements. Yuki has been hiding for so many years and has visited Kanagawa Prefecture many times before without finding anything unusual.

"It's about time. If there are no problems this time, I won't have to worry about it anymore. I'll just join the diving club and get drunk on oolong tea every day."

When Yuki thought of this, he felt his heartbeat quicken a little, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for so long were about to break through the shackles of rationality and he could finally enjoy life without restraint.

He hurriedly put on his coat, walked to the entrance to change his shoes, hesitated for a moment before opening the door, turned around and pulled out a few shiny scalpels from the compartment of the shoe cabinet. The mirror-like blades reflected the smile on his face, and many memories flashed through his mind at once.

Kendo field, octagonal cage, gym, racing track, dissection room...

"I didn't expect that I was so afraid of death. I shed so much blood and sweat for a possible crisis, and the reward was a good physical development?"

Yuki sighed, feeling that he really had paranoid delusions. He didn't think at that time that if an accident happened while doing these dangerous activities, wouldn't he die faster?

"Forget it, it's all in the past. It's good to use it as bragging rights."

The blade sank into his pocket, as if the fighting spirit that was always ready had returned to its sheath. With a 'click' sound, Yuki turned the handle and took a step forward. The smile on his face froze instantly, and his red pupils shrank slightly.

There was no warm afternoon sunshine, no warm sea breeze, and even the touch under my feet was soft. In front of me was a corridor, a corridor that would never appear in an apartment building with a monthly rent of 20,000 yen.

The dark corridor without any sunlight was covered with thick gray carpet, and the light green walls revealed an ancient atmosphere. Yuki felt that his originally excited heart stopped beating in an instant, and even his cervical vertebrae became stiff like rotten wood, and it took several seconds before it could move inch by inch.

I still couldn't see the familiar stairs and the noisy little kids. Only the black wall lamps on the wall emitted a faint light. The monotonous and quaint corridor was deep and there was no end in sight.

Am I sleepy?

Yuki first had the thought that he was still dreaming, then he turned around quickly as if someone had stabbed him in the ass with a knife, and soon felt a coldness on his palm, which was the shape of a handle.

Ah this...

He did not twist it, but his eyes, which had been shrinking all the time, blinked several times in succession, because what was reflected in his eyes was not the 60-centimeter-wide apartment door covered with advertisements, but an oak door that was taller than a person and several meters wide.

There are no extra patterns on this wooden door, but like the walls and carpets, it gives people an antique feel, and the smell of aged wood penetrates into the nose.

Yuki placed his palm on the doorknob, not turning it an inch. Then, in his confusion, he heard a strange sound.

It was impossible to tell the gender of the voice, nor could it trace its source. It was more like countless men, women, young and old speaking at the same time, laughing, crying, growling, or wailing. The voices were so chaotic, but every word was extremely clear.

【Welcome to the 'Reincarnation Game'】

[As a lucky person who stands out from the crowd, you will experience the extraordinary and become extraordinary]

【Now, please open the door. 】

Thus He spoke.

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Bloodthirsty Red Moon: Chapter 2: Miss, Your Brain is Blast

Gulu.

Yuki swallowed subconsciously, feeling his head buzzing, and his expression kept changing within a second.

Confused, puzzled, angry...

With the noisy countdown sound, it was as if someone squeezed my heart hard. After the blood was pumped to my brain, my thoughts became confused and clear.

Why at this time? Is there something wrong with Mai Sakurajima? Even imagining her will lead to unpredictable consequences?

Yuki, who had been basically certain that the world was safe and ready to start a new life, felt as if he had been hit by a blow. He instinctively felt angry, but after another second, he regained his senses.

"What I saw at the beginning wasn't an illusion?!"

Who wrote it?

Why are you reminding me?

Why now?

Yuki's confusion is different from that of ordinary people. It is not the three philosophical questions of "Who am I and where am I", but a trembling feeling shrouded in a shadow.

His brain was like it had been soaked in the water of life, and Yuki had no memory at all. He had no choice but to force himself to forget this question, and then...

There was actually a sense of relief.

Whatever the reason, hadn't I been preparing for this moment for years?

All that endurance, all that training, and the constant searching for memories of past lives, I don’t know how many childhood sweethearts I have missed for this day. If all this is just my fantasy, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?

"It's so strange that I don't even know whether I lost or gained money."

My heartbeat gradually became stable, which at least proved that I was not suffering from paranoia. Just like the top students who kept doing practice questions, whether they could write down the answers was secondary. When the exam came, at least they were mentally prepared.

[Please open the door, reunite with your teammates, and complete the novice guide]

[Then, the player will open the personal panel]

[The countdown begins, ten, nine, eight...]

The strange voice sounded again, and the questions that I had done in the past were flooding into my mind uncontrollably. My brain, which had been stiff just now, began to work rapidly.

"Reincarnation game? Players? Is it similar to the infinite flow rule of dungeon crossing? But why is there no task prompt?"

"Open the door and gather with your teammates? Is this considered a rookie test? The real game will only appear after you pass this stage? What will happen if you don't open it?"

When the countdown reached '4', many questions emerged in Yuuki's mind, but none of these questions could be answered because the voice had disappeared and had no intention of answering at all.

He looked at the strange corridor that seemed to have no end, turned the handle without hesitation, and pushed it inside.

General principle 1: It is best to listen to the system in the game.

crunch--

The wooden door made a harsh sound and Yuki walked straight in. The light from the wall lamp made him squint slightly.

There was still a corridor in front of him, with grey carpet and blue walls, similar to before, but the difference was that he could see other things in the corridor.

There are no windows, and there are six wooden doors arranged in sequence on the corridor. There is a wooden staircase in the middle leading to the upper and lower floors respectively. Turning around, the door we came in from is open, and we can see the monotonous corridor inside the doorway.

Villa? Castle?

The corner of Yuki's eye twitched slightly, and he felt relieved after he could no longer hear the countdown.

He was sure that he had made the right choice, but the scene before him made his expression complicated.

“It’s not quite the same as I imagined.”

In addition to the end of the world and strange invasions, Yuki has also simulated events such as being thrown into some kind of game over the years. Thinking back to the strange experience just now, he felt that there was something wrong with his previous fantasies.

"There's no blueprint. At least it's not something like Infinite Terror. It can't be a rule-based weird story. There's no way to prepare for that."

With his head still buzzing, Yuki subconsciously raised his legs. When he touched the carpet and felt the soft touch, he came to his senses and his eyes became determined.

Once this step is taken, there is no turning back. No matter what type of game it is, no matter whether the preparations made over the years have been in vain, the goal has not changed at all from when I first crossed over -

I want to live!

The corridor did not show any supernatural characteristics. At least the physical rules were the same as reality. Yuki, who was fully into the state, stepped on the soft carpet and soon reached the stairs in the middle.

"So whether it's upstairs or downstairs, there are at least five of them at the corner, and the floors are above five. This should be a castle or a building."

After making a judgment, he glanced at the dark downstairs again, and then suddenly raised his head and vaguely saw the crimson light and shadow.

In the dim wall lamp, the blush was extremely eye-catching. Yuki's tense face finally relaxed a little. In addition to the light, the strange voice sounded again.