Human accounts are forced to reach max level

"Wow, you're lying."

"I'm not lying."

"Stop lying, how long have we been together? I can definitely tell if you are lying!"

"No, with your IQ, I don't think you really can see it."

"...Hey, do you want to quarrel?"

And when the two began to bicker on a daily basis, in the storage space, the ancient sword hilt with black crystal luster suddenly gathered back into the fragments like a plate of loose sand, and formed two pieces in the format of Raleye language. Complex text.

Then it dispersed at will and turned back into the dark dust that filled the sky. It continued to float around aimlessly in the huge storage space without any rules.

As for those two ancient texts?

Its residence is——

"The remaining embers of the sufferings of hell."

Chapter 181: The long-named Taming Ran who is a childhood sweetheart with everyone.

Private Yidan High School.

A well-known key school in the county, it is also a school attended by a group of children with unique personalities, including oddballs, eccentrics, loners, and anomalies.

And a certain guy who was walking down the street with a schoolbag on his back and a silly and cheerful look on his face was a very special existence even in this school——

Ranked first in the country in communicative ability.

The number of friends is currently estimated to be around five million.

"Ah la, ah la~ School is finally over, where are we going to play today? It sounds like I'm a little thirsty, no, I should be a little hungry."

Jumping with small steps, white sneakers stepped happily on the concrete floor.

Black knee-high socks wrapped her slender legs, revealing her fair and flawless skin in the absolute space between the short skirts. The women's school uniform on her upper body opened her coat, revealing the white shirt and red and black student tie underneath.

On a head of short lavender hair, two dull hairs like cockroach tentacles were swaying constantly, showing that its owner was in a good mood.

That fair and pretty face was full of a cheerful and lovely smile.

Her name is Nagana Tamezome.

He's a childhood sweetheart with everyone, a high school student whose gender is unknown.

"Well, let's make a compromise and buy a cup of Starbucks."

Naganame Yuizen muttered to himself quickly and cheerfully.

"A medium cup of Mocha Stardust, skim milk with chopped pistachios and chocolate sauce, and enough cream. I happen to know the owner of a Starbucks store nearby and he can give me a discount, so go there. Home...eh?"

As she was talking, she came to a park unknowingly, and suddenly saw a man sitting on a bench under the shade of a tree not far ahead, wearing a blue and white robe, with a look of despair for some reason. man.

Next to it is a wheelchair with blue dumplings printed on the back.

And looking at the face he hadn't seen for several years, although the appearance and temperament were very different from before, Nagana Yuizen still recognized who the other person was at once.

After all, she is a powerful person who can always become friends by talking to someone for two or three minutes, and at the same time, she can never forget the other person for the rest of her life.

"Hey, isn't this Gafan? How are you doing recently? Have you eaten for lunch? Are you thirsty now? Do you want to treat me?"

He jumped over and sat next to the other party very naturally.

Naganame Yuizen, who was about 16 meters tall, looked up at the confused man in front of him, and couldn't help but smile and pat the man on the shoulder.

"I haven't seen you in a few years, and you've grown so tall. It's very, very good. I want to celebrate. Hey, now, so you come to treat me. I want to drink Starbucks."

Looking at the guy in front of him who suddenly started talking to him, Gafan was also stunned, not knowing how to react.

In fact, today is already the third day since he returned to this world.

The day before yesterday, he was paralyzed in bed and fell asleep, lying there from morning to night without eating or drinking, trying his best to recover from his mental fatigue, until...

Hiratsuka Shizuka was woken up by pulling the ears of an innocent-looking doll with his hands and coming to the door with a dark face.

To be honest, this really scared him at the time.

After all, he was in a state of serious injury where he was completely paralyzed and unable to move.

Then, after noticing that there was a system lying on his body wearing only a T-shirt, also sleeping soundly, he was in a state of panic.

Immediately, he used his barely recovered "Word Spirit" to control his body and sit up. After some persuasion, he persuaded his doubtful aunt to go back.

Then he punched and kicked the doll who was said to have broken into the women's restroom (eating ghosts) and was happened to be bumped into by Hiratsuka Shizuka. After giving him a lot of common sense instructions again, he looked tired. He lay back down again and continued to sleep with the system in his arms.

Then we slept together like this until this morning.

After the continuous severe pain in his body finally completely dissipated, Gafan ended his instinctive self-healing adjustment, woke up again, sensed and confirmed the recovery of his body and abilities, and then...

System, who was getting very hungry, forced him to get up and kept shouting that he had to go out to eat.

Thinking of this, Gafan glanced at the wheelchair beside him speechlessly.

This thing was made by molecular recombination before I went out. After I went out, I sat on it and was pushed around by the system.

As for where the system people are now?

The guy said he was going to buy ice cream ten minutes ago, but ended up leaving him in the park and running away, never to return.

The expressionless Gafan looked at the blond girl wearing a hat in the spreading perception circle, and walked into the game room's system hand in hand with a smile, and sighed softly.

"Do you want to be buried in Toma? The system refuses you."

"Now, now, Gafan, what are you talking to yourself? Why are you ignoring me? The weather is nice today, and why are you wearing an ancient-style blue and white robe, cosplaying?"

At this time, a pair of small hands suddenly placed on the depressed Gafan's shoulders, and then shook them vigorously.

And when Naganame Tamizen realized that the person in front of him finally turned his attention to himself, he also smiled happily.

"Hey, good afternoon, long time no see, Gafan."

"that......"

After a moment of silence, Gafan hesitated and said, "Who are you?"

"Huh? Hey, hey, hey!"

After being stunned for a moment, Nagana Tamizen showed an exaggerated expression of shock.

"Hey, hey, Gafan, have you lost your memory? It's me, Changming Tameran, your childhood sweetheart!"

And looking at the guy in front of him who seemed to be seeing the end of the world, and who felt more sorrow than death, Gafan felt that big question marks were constantly popping up on his head.

Seriously, who are you?

Also, this expression is really exaggerated.

Looking up and down doubtfully at the stranger in front of him who was talking to himself, Gafan showed no disgust or impatience in his eyes.

After all, he could tell that the other person was a very good person.

However, he really couldn't remember when he had a childhood sweetheart.

At this time, some remaining memories of his predecessor suddenly popped up in his mind, making Gafan slightly stunned.

"Wait a minute, I have an impression. You have a... long name?"

"Haha, I finally remembered it, but this is a very unfamiliar name. Just call me Tamran like before. You know, we are childhood sweethearts."

Nagana Tamizen chuckled and patted the other person's shoulder casually.

However, Gafan's tone became more and more hesitant.

"The words about childhood sweethearts are true, but...it seems like we only chatted twice, right?"

Memories that are not part of my own personal experience emerge.

The other party had indeed met his predecessor when he was a child. It seemed to be around the second grade of elementary school, and he was still a classmate in the same class, but...

This guy only stayed for a month and then transferred to another school.

It seems that he frequently transferred schools due to his parents’ work, but that’s not important. The point is——

"We're not familiar with each other, right?"

After thinking about this guy's enthusiastic attitude from the first time we met until now, Ga Fan, who had been squatting at home all year round, said helplessly.

"Looking at your exaggerated expression just now, I thought I had really forgotten some important friend."

"Wow, what you said is really outrageous. We are important friends."

Naganame Tuneran stretched out five slender fingers with a serious look on his face and replied: "You know, Gafan, you still owe me five thousand yen and haven't paid back!"

"No, I can confirm that there is absolutely no such thing."

Gafan, who was leaning on the bench with his back still paralyzed, replied with the same serious look.

"It should be that you owed me money, and you didn't pay me back until you transferred to another school. It seems...to buy a cup of Starbucks?"

"Hey, do you remember all this? Um, ahem, you probably remembered it wrong."

Naganame Yuizen laughed and changed the topic, the hair on her head trembling. After looking left and right, she suddenly noticed the wheelchair with blue dumplings printed on the back, and then asked with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, Gafan, why do you bring a wheelchair with you when you have nothing to do when you go out? Are you going to take it to the flea market and sell it as second-hand goods? Haha, I was kidding~"

"Oh, that one."

Looking at the girl who was smiling heartlessly in front of him, Gafan thought for a moment and didn't care. He casually replied: "I can sit by myself."

"Haha, that's it, give it to yourself...eh?"

Nagana Tamizen's smile froze.

"Wait, what, that, eh???"

Looking at the man sitting on the bench in front of her with a nonchalant expression, her eyes gradually turned dull.

Seeing this, Gafan looked cheerful and added another sentence.

"After all, I am completely paralyzed now. I need to use a wheelchair to travel easily."

"...Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee????"

Chapter 182: Losing friends is rare

As a former veteran who stayed at home and was not very sociable, Gafan didn't understand what the so-called "social badass syndrome" was like.

But now, he understands.

"Fuck-fuck!!! Slow down, slow down, slow down, Hun Dan!"

On the downhill street, in the astonished eyes of passers-by, a girl with short lavender hair was pushing a wheelchair with a cheerful smile on her face, sprinting downwards with all her strength.

The man sitting in a wheelchair and wearing a blue and white robe has an expression on his face that says, "You are an uncle."

He looked extremely panicked.

The left hand was placed weakly on his thigh, and only his right hand was firmly grasping the armrest of the wheelchair to barely stabilize his body.

After all, after two days of sleeping and recuperating, his body was severely injured and paralyzed, and he still only recovered to the point where only the part above his neck and his right hand could move.

Using "mantra" to forcibly control the body's actions is also a way.

However, due to the overload caused by the previous interference with the fourth dimension, the ability was almost disabled, so now it must be used as little as possible in order to recuperate.

Therefore, Gafan felt that the current situation was quite cheating.

Feeling the cold wind blowing in his face, it began to turn into invisible palms, mercilessly slapping his face, telling the deep malice from nature.

"Hey, hey, hey, Tame Ran!"

Reluctantly turning his head to look back, Gafan felt the veins on his forehead popping up as he stared at the other person's optimistic and playful expression.

Please, he is temporarily considered a first-level disability.

"Hey, hey, hey, Tongran is here, what's the matter, Gafan? Do you want to go to the toilet?"

He sprinted the entire downhill in one breath, then stepped on the crossbar behind the wheelchair, turned a few times at top speed, and finally made a large arc like a racing car and stopped steadily.

The long-name Tuneran looked down at the other party with a sunny smile.

There was no trace of gloom, malice or other negative emotions on that plump and pretty face.

There is nothing but cheerfulness and pure kindness.