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[Instance: Cat and Mouse game]
[Type: Randomly Triggered Instance]
[Preparation Countdown: Five minutes]
[Players, please prepare for teleportation, manage your time wisely, and enjoy a healthy game]
The prompt was short, only giving the basic game name. The specific mission content would only be announced after entering the game.
Amamiya Natsuki turned to Kaguya: "Did you receive the notification?"
"I received it."
Shinomiya Kaguya's expression was calm, and she nodded gently.
If she had triggered the instance alone, she would probably be a bit nervous and scared.
Now that she was with Amamiya Natsuki, she wasn't afraid at all.
"According to previous patterns, trigger-type instances are usually location or object triggered." Shinomiya Kaguya looked up at the abandoned factory in front of them, "So, the reason we triggered the instance is likely the abandoned factory in front of us."
"Even the game location is within the abandoned factory."
"Very likely." Amamiya Natsuki nodded and extended his right hand to Kaguya, "Cat and Mouse game... a well-known Western movie about a chase between a con artist and a police officer."
"For example, there's a perverted killer ghost hiding in the factory, and players are mice, playing a survival game inside."
Shinomiya Kaguya extended her hand as well.
Their hands met.
The girl's skin was delicate and smooth, warm and slightly cool, exceptionally comfortable to hold.
As they were about to enter the game, it was necessary to perform Copy and Paste in advance to copy the skills.
"It's a pity the preparation time is too short; I can't summon Chika," Amamiya Natsuki sighed.
He only had one 'Seize and Eliminate Evil' combination skill on him now, feeling completely insecure.
Shinomiya Kaguya gently bit her lower lip, wanting to master skills even more.
She decided!
After clearing the game, she would flip a coin once every day until she drew a skill!
"Let's walk around the factory first to check the environment and layout," Shinomiya Kaguya suggested, "Collect as much information as possible."
Amamiya Natsuki nodded: "You call the shots."
Shinomiya Kaguya's pretty face blushed slightly, and she couldn't help but glare over: "...Don't pinch my fingers!"
"I'm helping you relieve tension and anxiety."
"I don't have those emotions!"
"..."
The five-minute preparation countdown ended in a blink of an eye.
Amamiya Natsuki stood in the corner of the deserted alley, quietly waiting for the game teleportation.
"I wonder if it's random location teleportation or if we'll be together after teleportation."
Shinomiya Kaguya's voice was slightly nervous.
In Midnight Mall Monster Party, a person was trapped in an endless staircase, constantly going up and down. Such a terrible start, I completely don't want to experience it again.
Amamiya Natsuki gently pinched Shinomiya Kaguya's finger: "At a time like this, you should set an anti-flag."
"Eh?"
"For example..."
The next second.
The figures of the two instantly disappeared.
The game transmission had no discomfort whatsoever, as if he had just closed his eyes. When Amamiya Natsuki opened his eyes again, what greeted him was a dilapidated, empty room.
The light was exceptionally dim, the air was full of dust and mold, and some old cardboard boxes were piled in the corner, clearly indicating they had entered the interior of an abandoned factory.
A delicate, warm, and real touch came from his hand.
Amamiya Natsuki turned his head and met the clear, joyful eyes of the Sheltered Ojou-sama.
"It seems the flag worked."
This time, the two were not teleported to different places; they were together directly, and their hands hadn't even let go.
"Damn it, I didn't expect to be in a horror game and still have to third wheel"
A resentful voice sounded from the corner.
The current instance's players were not just Amamiya Natsuki and Shinomiya Kaguya; visibly, there were three other players in the room.
Two females and one male.
The five people stood in a four-corner formation.
The guy who complained about eating dog food was a male, standing at the three o'clock direction. He was of medium height, neither fat nor thin, and looked like a high school student. His hair was messy, a standard Hedgehog-head Boy, and his right hand was wrapped in a white bandage... A protagonist's aura was evident, demanding close attention. His right hand was very capable, making one wonder if a dark magic dragon was sealed inside.
At the nine o'clock direction was a quiet female, also appearing to be a high school student. She wore black-rimmed Glasses Girl, had two black Braided-hair, and held a book in her arms... A bookworm... The scent of a literary girl was palpable, making one wonder if her surname was Hanekawa.
She pushed up the Glasses Girl on her nose, as if she wanted to say that famous line: "I don't know everything, I just happen to know it."
And then at the twelve o'clock direction.
A tall girl with a straight posture, pink hair reaching her waist, quite cool, with determined eyes, possessing a natural leadership aura that made people want to follow her. She also held a King's Sword Excalibur in her hand.
"It's not Excalibur at all," the pink-haired girl couldn't help but retort, "It's clearly just an ordinary bamboo sword."
"Impossible," Amamiya Natsuki said with a serious expression, "How could an ordinary bamboo sword be brought into the game?"
What is most important in a game?
It's balance.
Except for items produced by the game, all other things cannot be brought into the game, otherwise it will seriously affect the game balance.
In reality, ordinary people basically have no chance of coming into contact with firearms, but rich people are different—
The joy of the rich, ordinary people truly cannot enjoy.
Take Shinomiya Kaguya, for example; getting lethal weapons is a matter of minutes. When she enters the same instance as other players, the game will collapse.
When ordinary players are holding a real-life fruit knife and a homemade pot helmet shield, and Shinomiya Kaguya pulls out a Gatling gun from under her skirt... from her backpack, transforming into a Gatling Bodhisattva, how else are others supposed to play?
Hot weapons might be ineffective against vengeful spirits, but they are extremely effective against players. No one would dare to resist, nor would they have the power to resist.
At that time, Shinomiya Kaguya could completely carry a Gatling gun, stand behind everyone, and send other players out one by one to test the clearance rules, which would obviously destroy the fairness and experience of the game.
If, for this reason, the game specifically targets the Gatling Miss, then that would be the official breaking of game fairness.
So from the very beginning, except for the clothes on their bodies, all other real-world items could not be brought into the game.
The pink-haired girl explained:
"This is a bamboo sword opened from a Blind Box; it can cause some damage to vengeful spirits, and that's all."
"Hey, what are you narrating about all the time?" The other male player was a bit annoyed, raising his bandaged right hand. "My hand is just injured. What are you talking about sealing a dark magic dragon? Are you a chuunibyou?"
"And you two," the male player couldn't help but complain, "You entered the game holding hands and still haven't let go. Are you here on vacation? Don't you know that in horror games, the people most likely to get a bento are sticky couples like you?"
"Cou-, couple..."
Shinomiya Kaguya, who had been cool and composed, felt a blush quickly rise on her pretty face upon hearing the term 'couple,' and her gaze drifted away.
It was just holding hands; how was that sticky? This was slandering her innocence!
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