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

The situation is good, except that Hayasaka Ai is a little troublesome. Shinomiya Kaguya has been targeted, and there are few opportunities to attack indirectly.

"It seems I have to create opportunities."

Yuki was very patient, he just observed from afar for the past two days, picked up the remote control and changed a few channels, with an amused expression on his face.

The news reported that the missing person rate had increased by 0.5 percentage points compared to last year, or that the police were tracking down a psychopathic murderer. I didn't think it was a big deal before, but I understood it after I became a player.

It's been about half a month, and a lot of changes have happened in the world. For example, this wanted criminal who treats people as vases is definitely related to the players, but what do they want?

Yuki found some bloody photos on the Internet. In a dim alley, fallen girls were tortured and killed. Their bodies were used as vases with their limbs and heads stuck on them. It looked like disgusting abstract art.

It is normal if you think about it carefully. The cruel reincarnation game creates rational and calm players like them, but it also leaves behind unscrupulous lunatics who are willing to do performance art even if they are punished.

Deserve to kill.

Yuki turned off the TV and stood up coldly. He treated reality as his home, and it was always annoying when someone messed around at home.

But there is no spare energy to deal with these lunatics now.

He went to the window and could see a huge school in the distance, as well as a silver-white car driving on a nearby street. In the past two afternoons, the silver-white car always appeared on time.

Reconnaissance? Bait? No, that's too direct. Are you trying to test his attitude?

Yuki thought for a few seconds, and the people in the car did not dare to enter the school rashly, and Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's enemies were also skeptical, obviously having suffered from being lured.

No one was willing to show up, and the situation remained at a standstill.

"The next dungeon should be here soon, I don't have time to play games with you slowly." Yuki maintained a cold expression and glanced at his player panel.

[Character Costume: Assassin]

[You will gain some abilities and features of this character]

[Remaining time: 3 hours]

Just like gaining stamina in mobile games, Yuki would draw once a day, and he might actually find a useful gift outfit, but his characteristic was only level 2, and he could only store one gift outfit, which had to be either overwritten or used.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket.

I turned on the phone and called. There was no sound after the call was connected. I just took the initiative to speak:

"Have your people stay deep inside the school. I am ready to take action. Also, hold back the strong ones among them."

"How strong?"

"More than four copies of the qualifications, do you have any information about the other people in the consortium? You should have been observing them for several days."

Is he really going to do it? Oh, this is also a test for me.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka hesitated for a moment. Could it be that the opponent was stronger than he thought?

"According to the time calculation, one of the people in the car was nicknamed Smoker and the other was nicknamed No Hands. The former had four copies of experience, and the latter had three copies of experience."

"Is that correct?"

"When the organization grows in size, it will be divided into small teams, and the team members generally do not change. It just so happens that my people have cooperated with them in the previous instance."

It makes sense. Since it's a test before cooperation, there's no need to lie to me.

"Send me their information." Yuki nodded and continued, "And make sure the other side is equally strong. Can you do it?"

"I can show off a flaw and relax some of the surveillance, deliberately freeing up their hands. Besides, this is the information from the previous instance, so it can only be used as a reference."

Because of the special nature of the academy, most of the old players are on the surface, watching each other, and no one can act rashly, but it is difficult to guide them deliberately, after all, they are not fools.

How to release? Who to release? How to leave no trace?

This is full of games, but Yuki believes in Ayanokouji's intelligence.

"That's enough. We'll start the action in two hours."

"Let me make it clear first, I can't guarantee that they will come into contact with each other. After all, normal people will observe from a distance and then test each other step by step, just like you did, concealing your identity and trying to communicate."

“Normal people are like this, but I can make things abnormal.”

"Special skills?" Ayanokouji immediately became interested. This was something that could not be planned with just intelligence.

"Be a good examiner and don't worry about unnecessary things."

beep.

There was a busy tone in the receiver. The boy on the rooftop was stunned for a moment, slowly put down the phone, squinted his eyes, and seemed to be savoring every word he had just said.

"He trusts you so much?" The girl holding a cane came quietly to his side, also showing a curious expression.

"Do not believe."

"So you believe him?"

"I don't believe it either." Ayanokouji glanced at the girl's strange expression and shook his head slowly: "Sakayanagi, for people like us, language communication is meaningless. The key is to see how he does it and whether he has the ability to bring benefits to each other."

"Well, it's not worth taking risks for such information. He must have a grudge against those financial groups and wants to divert the blame."

"He uses me and I use him, it's fair. Anyway, I don't have time to play balancing games with them." Ayanokouji stretched out his hand, his palm facing the noisy campus, and clenched it tightly, as if he was pinching it in his palm.

"The first step is to break the balance and completely control this treasure house."

PS: After taking that medicine, my mood remained flat, damn it.

Interlude 2: Chapter 14 starts a random mission

After reading the information, Yuki put down his phone, closed his eyes and thought for several seconds before opening his eyes.

He had no reason to lie to me. If the accuracy of the data could reach over 70%, the chances of winning would be as high as %. The reason why Ayanokouji Kiyotaka was honest was simple.

"Do you want to break the balance and completely control the fortress where the Gu are raised?"

The purpose is not difficult to guess, the question is why he does this. According to his memory, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is not the kind of man who is ambitious and wants to become the "king".

Because of the alienation of the reincarnation game, Yuki didn't dare to guarantee whether the other party was "perverted" or not, so he simply stopped thinking about it and satisfied his own interests first.

Not to mention Shiina Hiyori, he, Mai, and Hayasaka Ai are already deeply tied together. Unless Zhanmei attains enlightenment, Hayasaka Ai's affairs will be his affairs.

"We need to find something for those financial groups to do instead of monitoring Kaguya Shinomiya all day long. At least Brother Lu has enough ability to withstand pressure."

It's that simple. My shoulders can't bear this kind of pressure right now. Since Ayanokouji wants to break the balance himself, I'll do you a favor.

He opened the package that he had prepared in advance, and inside was a red school uniform, which was the uniform of the Advanced Training Academy. Putting it on, Yuki faced the mirror and disguised himself well.

He didn't have Hayasaka Ai's makeup skills, so he put on a brown wig for the photo, a mask and contact lenses, and looked up at the mirror to make subtle adjustments.

This is a 'missing' student from the Advanced Training Academy. His build is similar to Yuuki's, and his poor disguise is easily seen through, but it's enough to fool the camera.

"The dead can't talk. Just take your time to investigate."

With a satisfied smile, Yuki opened the side window of the room and waited for a while.

According to the Tyrant's intelligence, random missions will be triggered when players attack each other and meet three conditions:

First, it requires a collision between extraordinary powers.

Second, there is aggressive behavior.

Third, the attack range is the affected area.

That's why he entered the academy as an ordinary person. That falls under the category of social security and has nothing to do with players. Super-large-scale attacks can cast a wider net and catch more fish, but the huge revisions to the game are difficult for any player to bear.

So is there something that can gather monsters without involving ordinary people?

Yuki jumped onto the windowsill, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Of course there are."

......

The silver-white sedan slowly stopped by the roadside with two people sitting in it.

On the left driver's seat, the man was wearing a white smiley face mask, his rolled-up sleeves revealed his thick forearms, and he was very strong, with his head almost touching the ceiling.

On the right side is a woman, with her legs wrapped in fishnet stockings placed on the dashboard, a low-cut blazer revealing most of her breasts, and a smiling mask of the same style, while her left hand is empty.

The atmosphere in the car was not very good. For the players, returning was a process of relaxation and enjoyment. It would be strange if they were in a good mood after being sent out to perform a mission. But they had no choice. They had to pay a price to enjoy material things.

"It's the third day, and there's still no movement." The man's voice was low and fierce, "Is there any player inside? We are specially dressed in the game costumes, it's impossible that we don't know anything."

"The little devils in the game are all cunning, and there must be more of them in this school." The woman said slowly, yawning at the same time, "But the higher-ups are not giving up. A new identity has been arranged for me. I'm a visiting scholar."

"Bullshit, I haven't even been to junior high school, how can I be a scholar? And there are really a lot of players in there, won't we be dead if we go in?"

To put it bluntly, they are just human scouts, used to test the strength and stance of the academy. This is both troublesome and dangerous.

"Is it possible not to do it?" the woman asked slowly.

boom!

The steering wheel was hit hard and the smoker couldn't say a word. Joining the organization meant full surveillance, and in reality all the information had already been figured out.

What dies in betrayal is not just one person, but an entire household register.

"Are you regretting this? You were so excited when you received the invitation."

The smoker had no way of answering. As a loan collector and a scum who brought shame to his parents, the reincarnation game changed his life.

The organization arranged decent jobs for them, allowing my parents to hold their heads high again in the village. The monthly bonus of one million yen is enough for them to live a luxurious life. They can now call several young models at a time, which they could never have dreamed of before.

"Tsk, anyway, you're risking your life, at least there's benefit, do you regret it?"

"I don't care. The person who hurt me is dead. Now I just want to be promoted to Class B and become a complete person." The woman shook her head slightly. The organization has a prop that can be activated when entering a copy. It can repair all cigarette butts and scars on the body.

"The last person who raped you is also dead?"

"Well, the organization found him in South America. He died miserably, just like me. He sold his ass for a month before dying. I am very satisfied."

The Smoker stopped talking and glanced at the academy in the distance with a look of mockery in his eyes.

He admitted that in the reincarnation game, some of these students were quite capable, but they were too naive. What kind of classmate relationship was this? The game was just an exchange:

Give your life, provide your strength, and reap the benefits.

"Let's finish work early. Tomorrow we'll go in and meet these greenhouse flowers." The smoker said as he stretched out his hand to rub the ball. "Let's go have a meal first. I'll treat you. Then we can have some fun tonight."

"Why not have fun first?"

The smoker who wanted to go to a high-end restaurant in the city center was stunned. He saw a ramen restaurant across the street and nodded for some reason:

"Okay, then let's go over there and eat. Only when you're full will you have motivation."

"Then it's up to you."

A burst of laughter was heard in the car. If someone hadn't passed by on the road, a fierce battle would have begun.

......

At the same time, two teenagers in plain clothes climbed over the wall.

The school rules of the Highly Developed Academy are not worth mentioning, and they have a hundred ways to enter and exit at will.

Subsidies and points mean nothing. Once we have complete control over this school, those teachers will have to lie down and behave like dogs.

"Jin Jing, the car is gone." The young man with short purple curly hair looked around but did not see the silver-white sedan.

According to observations over the past few days, the car would circle continuously and disappear at five o'clock in the afternoon. This regularity is easy to predict.

"I don't know, maybe there's something else." The boy named Jin Jing was wearing a black sportswear and rimless glasses, looking very weak.

He lowered his head and thought about it. According to his observation, the other party was both testing and trying to get in touch with the players in the academy, so he deliberately exposed his whereabouts and patterns.

They only need to put the special communication tool in the middle of the road a few minutes before the car arrives, and the other party will naturally pick it up. The subsequent communication will no longer be their own business or the philosopher's.

A monotonous and harmless mission.

"He must be getting impatient. Maybe he'll come into the school tomorrow and take the initiative to contact us. How about we withdraw first?"

"My senior said this isn't okay. They will definitely obstruct or take advantage of me. I don't want to be dragged down by those idiots." The purple-haired boy kept shaking his head, his face filled with disgust.

Even though he has become a superman, he still has to restrain himself. Shouldn't he just use hypnosis skills to turn the school into a paradise and unfold the plot of an anime?