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

Yuuki knew how powerful Hayasaka Ai's girl form was, but because of his preconceived notions, he was more accustomed to this serious yet slightly indifferent 'player' Hayasaka Ai.

Faced with the temptation, he casually replied: "It's boring to have overlapping personalities, just maintain the status quo."

The answer was expected. Before Hayasaka Ai nodded, the man said, "Of course, it would be best if you completely take off the mask and reveal the real Hayasaka Ai."

Take off the mask? Then I am just a......

Hayasaka Ai stood there in a daze, still wondering how he knew that she had another mask underneath the mask. But before she could ask, Yuki had already turned around and continued to conquer the dungeon.

Everyone talked for a while, Yuki even asked what kinds of bullets the tyrant had, and after about a few minutes, he took a step forward and put his hand on the button.

"Are you all ready?"

No one answered, only everyone nodded in unison. Even Shiina Hiyori was used to the rhythm of the game. Yuki smiled casually and pressed the button.

Buzz...

The sound of the elevator running came along with the feeling of weightlessness, and the player seemed to fall into the abyss. However, when reaching the last two floors, in addition to the tension, there was also an obvious impulse -

Longing, the longing to return.

Even though reality is changing, it is like working in a dark mine, and even one day of complete relaxation is precious.

"Now that I have completed this instance, I am going to have a good sleep for two days."

The tyrant's words resonated with everyone, and everyone wanted to lie comfortably in bed, with no more demons crawling up to the head of the bed.

"Aren't you going back to get married?"

"Fuck, do you think I'm stupid? I set a flag before the final battle."

"Hiyori, what are you going to do when you return?"

"Read well and finish those books you've been thinking about. What about you, Miss Rabbit?"

"As for me, I guess I'll have to battle wits with a pig-head."

A burst of laughter broke out in the elevator, and after a few seconds, it stopped abruptly with the electronic prompt sound of "Second floor arrived".

It seems that players with normal mental states can tell when to be nervous and when to relax.

The heavy atmosphere dissipated as the elevator door opened. Yuki stood at the front with a knife in one hand and took a steady step forward.

On the journey back home.

PS: I still can't help but update the second chapter~

Devil's Hospital: Chapter 4: The Horror Corridor (K)

Five players, the last two levels, this is the end of the copy and the beginning of the return.

Everyone, including Yuki, has complicated feelings, because both the end and the beginning may happen, and the final boss must be powerful, and no one can be sure to get through it safely.

Then work hard and crush this game with wisdom and courage.

Yuki's heart beat faster. At least he felt relaxed when he took this step, much more relaxed than under the bloodthirsty red moon.

There are enemies in front of you and companions behind you. You don’t need to use anyone. You just need to think about how to return alive.

Curly, you died well!

Yuki stepped out of the elevator and looked around. The layout here was different. It looked like an outpatient hall, but there was no patient or medical staff to be seen.

The door of the clinic was open, and an unfinished medical record was placed on the information desk. The light was bright and the thick fog was not visible.

"Those glasses." Hiyori suddenly reminded. Yuki looked around again and found that the outside of the corridor was indeed covered with large pieces of glass.

It's impossible to send more trash, otherwise I can throw them out of the window and kill them directly with space barriers, saving time and effort.

It would be wishful thinking to think there was no danger. Several people stood in the hallway and looked at each other.

"It seems that it has learned its lesson. It won't attack unless it goes deep into the floors."

"And then we have to go."

"Let's discuss the battle plan first." Yuki paused for a moment and said slowly, "Our first priority is to escape from the hospital. There is no need to fight to the death with the dean."

No one objected. Even if the tyrant wanted to kill the other party to vent his hatred, it had to be based on survival.

"But this is difficult. The nature of the dungeon has changed." Shiina Hiyori weakly raised his hand. Seeing Yuuki nod, he explained, "A good story must have its own internal logic. This dungeon is the same, just like the three elements you asked me about at the beginning."

Who is doing it? How? Why?

The answers to the first two have been revealed, and now the only thing left is the reason. It would have been meaningless to investigate the motives of the copy characters, but as Hiyori said, the nature has changed.

Dean Fuchuan personally took action and actively hunted players, which did not meet any of the prompts.

"What you mean is... it's not just the difficulty and strength that are expanding, but also the goals or ambitions?" Hayasaka Ai asked hesitantly.

"Yes, this dean created a tragic cycle, seemingly wanting to gain extraordinary power, whether it be immortality or something else. Then he obtained the player's memory and ability, especially Mr. Curly, who knows a lot. Will this lead to errors in cognition?"

The girl's tone was gentle, but it made everyone feel heavy in their hearts. In fact, Yuki had been suspicious for a long time.

Whether it is the thief or Jack, they can control the devil's body, and then the negative emotions are amplified, becoming very difficult to deal with.

Philosophically speaking, is this a player or a devil?

Also, Dean Fuchuan has the heads of more than one player. Isn't he mentally ill?

After a few seconds, Yuki raised his hand to stop the topic. Whether it resulted in consequences like Truman Show after obtaining the player's memory, or it mistakenly thought that it was also a player, it had no effect on the result.

"Prepare for the worst. He won't let us leave."

"Then hurry up and kill it." The tyrant smashed his fists on his hands. After all, strength was the key.

After a brief exchange, they left the hall in battle formation.

Yuuki was in front, followed by Hayasaka Ai, the weaker Shiina Hiyori and Sakurajima Mai were in the middle, and the Tyrant was at the rear.

The team was moving slowly, checking every open clinic, their eyes moving and observing their surroundings.

There was nothing unusual. The moonlight shone in through the window, covering the empty corridor with a silver veil. Even in the middle of the night, one could still see the street lights flickering in the garden outside.

The smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils, and Yuki made his way while thinking about several questions.

How do you leave the hospital? Through the garden, over the wall?

Where did the boy with different-sized eyes go and why hasn’t he shown up?

If a curly head is installed, is he also considered a player? Will the Fengtu Contract still be valid?

Dozens of hypotheses popped up in my mind, and various conjectures went in all directions like lines.

No one spoke, and the dense footsteps echoed in the corridor. Nothing happened along the way. No demons were seen, and there were no sudden attacks. Except for the lights flashing a few times to make everyone nervous, there was nothing else unusual.

On the contrary, this is the most stressful thing, like waiting for the other shoe to drop.

The shadow stroking me couldn't be a demon, tut, it turned out to be the flower pot outside the window; the disinfectant smells so strong, is it some kind of hallucinogenic toxin? I quickly pinched my arm.

After being suspicious for more than ten minutes, Yuki suddenly raised his hand.

Hey.

The footsteps stopped in unison, and some drew their guns, some took up their knives, and they all looked around alertly. Mai turned his head this way and that, but could not see anything.

"What happened?"

"Look forward."

Several people turned their gaze forward, and their eyes twitched slightly.

The corridor is very long and extends forward. The wall lamps look like yellow rice grains in the distance. The visible distance is about ten meters. There is fog lingering farther away, and you can only see clearly by moving forward.

There weren't any scary demons, but there was no stairwell at the end of the corridor.

Yuki immediately activated the Demon Eye, and saw only a cold darkness, just like the 'Nine Turns of the Large Intestine' he saw in the monitoring room.

Hiss, this is a new way of playing.

"Hiyori, how many meters are left?"

The girl had just looked at the floor evacuation map and estimated based on the scale, and replied, "About 110 meters."

It’s not far away, why can’t I see the door?

Several players looked at each other in bewilderment; they really didn't expect the other party to do this.

"Empty city plan?"

"He's not that stupid. He should have gotten the hint long ago and realized that we can't afford to waste time."

"That's psychological warfare."

"That's possible, but don't forget that the lower the floor, the more things he can do. It can't be underestimated."

Everyone has experienced this. The fourth and fifth floors are still blocked by puppets, and the third floor can bridge the gap between reality and abnormality. God knows what the second floor can do.

How to do?

Yuuki glanced at the digital clock and clenched his teeth, calculating that the players could not stop moving forward, and perhaps he also guessed that the weakened demon was some kind of chaos item.

"Go ahead, don't waste a second."

No one objected to the rash suggestion. Every player knew that in the reincarnation game, hesitating was the worst option.

This opponent is very smart and has the advantages of home court and intelligence, but where is the time to slowly think of countermeasures?

"Wait a moment."

After taking two steps with all their might, they were stopped by Yuki again. They turned their heads around feeling a little at a loss.

"No matter how reckless you are, or how cowardly you are, Hasaka, take out the land contract." Yuki lowered his head with a sinister smile on his face.

"Let's take a chance on it."

......

Yuki was the last one to step into the black fog. Before entering, even though they were on the same floor, the signal on the intercom was completely lost.

It was as if a black cloth was covering his eyes. He could not see Sakurajima Mai, who should have been half a meter away. He could only hear the dense footsteps and the soft touch in his hand.

One step forward into the unknown.

This situation is creepy, it's worse than facing a powerful demon. In addition, the touch under the feet is also problematic, it's soft, like stepping on the floor.

"Everyone be careful, there's something strange in this corridor!" The tyrant's voice came, and it sounded very nervous.

Even the most powerful player would feel guilty in this dark environment. Mai opened her eyes wide and squeezed Yuki so hard with her palms that it hurt a little.

The fear in her heart grew like a tsunami. If Hayasaka Ai hadn't been blocking her way, she would have ignored everything, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and ran wildly across the hundred-meter-long corridor.

"Calm down, calm down. You pinched me and hurt me. Are you so afraid of ghosts?" The man's voice came, and it was so strange as if he was speaking into a loudspeaker, but it made people feel at ease.

"Aren't you afraid? What the hell is this place?" The senior student didn't want to argue anymore. She turned her head back and forth, but she couldn't see anything.

After she finished speaking, her beautiful eyes widened a little more because she couldn't hear Yuuki's answer.

"Speak up, don't you usually talk so much nonsense?"

There was no answer, her heart was pounding, Mai exerted force as if she was using a handgrip, and then raised her voice:

"Hey, you can act like a pig all you want now, I won't be angry, but if you dare to scare me on purpose, I will definitely settle the score with you."

The voice was trembling a little, and Mai suddenly realized that not only could she not hear Yuki's answer, but even the footsteps and breathing sounds around her disappeared, and then there was the touch of the handshake.

I felt like I was thrown into a deserted desert and couldn't help but want to scream.

Before she could open her mouth and make the loudest sound in her life, her steps paused.

A cold and slippery touch was clearly transmitted to the calves through the hiking pants, and a chill went from the calves to the tips of the hair.

In the lightless corridor, an invisible demon grabbed her legs, and the already soft floor turned into a swamp, dragging her into the bottomless abyss.

For a moment, she waved her arms around like a drowning person, but she couldn't feel anything even though she should have been holding Yuki's hand.

Am I going to die on the second floor?

As soon as this tendency emerged, it spread uncontrollably. I instinctively swung my hands hard, but the more I swung, the more obvious the feeling of being pulled became.

My head felt like it was stuck in water. No matter how hard I tried, air couldn't enter my nasal cavity. My consciousness spread with the suffocation. My body was sinking, but my soul was flying upwards lightly.